Hello friends, loved ones and randos who googled “Maggotfest”
and accidentally stumbled upon this blog! I’m in a compiling mood today. A
list-making mood. The first draft of this post was actually a grocery list.
Unfortunately rice, beans and eggs don’t make much of a list. So! Rather than
bore you with the sundry details of my pantry, or the myriad number of Grown Up
Tasks I have to complete, I’ll be passing on relatively interesting information
instead!
An Indeterminate Number of Awesome Things:
1. Portland has been a sun-soaked nirvana the past two days.
Although I hear tomorrow things will start to cool down again. So I very
carefully use the word “summer” when describing current weather conditions.
Regardless I am pleasantly crisped after two days of sun breaks and after-work backyard
lounging.
2. Fred Meyer pineapple sale: 10 delicious tropical fruits
for $10. Obvs I don’t have $10 to spend on tropical fruits, especially the sort
that make my mouth hurt, but my god you guys! We live in the land of plenty.
3. Pride weekend happened and everybody survived! There was
a scare with one of the J’s, but he resurfaced and most of his stolen goods were
recovered. Turns out Naked Bike Rides are a risky endeavor… who knew?
4. Ok, those of you who don’t support my unwavering love of
bad television (AKA Dance Moms) should just skip this one. Whilst looking up
assorted Youtube videos last weekend, Friend and I stumbled across a riveting
Youtube original mini-series. Blue features Julia Stiles as an escort, secretary and single mom attempting to
juggle her conflicting identities. Several things to note here: First, Julia
Stiles acting career may have gone downhill after Save the Last Dance. Second, I believe the producers of this show randomly
draw a PSA out of a hat and script a 10 minute episode addressing said issue.
Examples include teenage sexuality, sex work and social stigmas and abusive
relationships. I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I have.
5. This one time, Steph acquired a tiny little dino friend
and let me play with him. This picture makes me smile and feel all warm inside.
Dino reminds me of good weather, new friends and masterfully crafted sweater
clutch bags.
Ok, list-making desire satisfied. However, if you’re still
hankering for a good list, I did discover this website which is a list of
lists listing random ass things. Examples: Top 10 Facts About Space Food (Lucy,
that one’s for you. And yes I would drink Tang), or Top 10 Human Freaks of
Nature. If charts are more your thing (you musically inclined bastards), C
directed me to a free music website which lets you explore the Top 100 in all
sorts of genres. I most definitely recommend frolicking
about this webspace for a bit. Your ears will thank you.
Something I’ve noticed, my mood directly correlates to the
season. Springtime I want to buy a million kittens and braid flower chains. Autumn I
tend to write a lot of faux-existential poetry and cook big dinners.
Winter I cry, contemplate my own mortality and mentally hibernate. But summer...
oh summer. Again, I say this cautiously because I live in Portland, Oregon and nobody
knows what tomorrow will bring. Theoretically it’s summer.
Summer inspires long road trips, late nights. Cigarettes on
rooftops. Sleeping on the lawn, in cars, under giant patches of shade in parks,
under the stars. Summer means possibility; warm weather and vitamin D ease the
heaviest of heavies. I could drop everything and move to California. I could
quit my job and do harvest work in Smalltown, Anywhere for a season. I can
write a thousand nonsense poems in the sunshine about popsicles and bare feet
and blowing bubbles. This is summer. Summer makes me want to move, makes me want to push my limits, discover. Jump from a high place into cold, cold water.
I know that all of the seasons serve their own purpose, but
I feel most alive during summer. I could live in summer. Plant a garden, build a tire swing, install curtains and call summer home.
To celebrate I’ve compiled a small gallery of cats wearing fashionable
swimwear. You can thank Friend for the inspiration.
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I hope your summers are off to a rollicking good start! To all my Missoula friends travelling to Seattle this weekend: please be safe and have fun. And photoshop me into the pictures. And be sure to fall in love. With a girl, with the city, with yourself... I don't care. Just fall in love.
Angels on your body, and all my adoration. Seriously, you guys are the best. Even you, google rando.
-b
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