Thursday, December 2, 2010

Detriot and Chipotle

Early this week I had to go to Detroit for my Grandma Ella's funeral. Here are some pictures I took of things.

One of the most exciting things I did in Detroit was braving Chipotle. This was my first visit to this restaurant, and it was much like Qdoba. After seeing the the dead celebrities episode of South Park, I had to try Chipotle to see if i actually made your anus bleed.

Disappointingly, it did not. But the food was all in all pretty good.

Below is outside of Chipotle, the 3 tacos I ordered, and the video of the spoof Chipotle commercial from South Park.





I saw an old McDonald's too and took a picture of the sign. Vintagey..



I went to a crap show, I mean craft show, and saw this poster advertisement. Disturbing and hilarious (to me anyway lololol).



One strange thing in the funeral parlor was this painting, which I found questionable. You can clearly see Louis Armstrong representing Jesus. Odd.



Lastly, my mother and I's drive to MI, we saw this billboard two different times. Cool cool cool.



Laurel

Thursday, November 25, 2010

A Random Hodge-Podge


This a a better picture of the damage dealt to my windshield.



This is rather odd, I've never seen one of these before... it's usually a sign that just says, "NO DOGS ALLOWED"

By the way.. this was on the window of the post office in Oskaloosa, IA.



This is a picture of my uncle Sonny's make-shift steering wheel in his S-10.

This particular model also has no speedometer, so you never know exactly how fast you're going, you just hope you're a good guesser. lol



This last picture is of the Scooby-Doo bobble head my sister gave me when I was maybe about 8 or so to put in my first car. And here he is, in my first car! He was the first thing I put in it.

Also, in this picture you get a glimpse of the awesome 80's-tastic interior of my car. Pretty wicked, huh?

Laurel

Monday, November 22, 2010

Deer Bambi, I Hate you...




Here they are. The damage pictures of my head on collision with a deer. A very big deer, to be specific. This happened about a week ago, but I was just too lazy and tired to put up a blog post about it... so here we are.

I was driving to where my dad was staying (Donald's for family member readers) in IA, because to be frank, I hardly ever see him. While I was driving down the interstate at the speed limit of 65, I was abruptly stopped by a very large buck with a very large set of antlers.














This is how it happened.

Second 1: Driving down the night covered road, singing along (in a mocking tone) to Dionne Warwick's Do You Know The Way to San Jose, which plagues me continually by playing every time I turn the radio on to an oldies station.
(at this time I would suggest you find that song on YouTube or some other internet site, and play it while you read this.)

Second 2: As I'm watching the road and road signs for where I am (I'm a bit lost by the way) the corner of my eye sees a big brown blur dart out of the blackness that surrounds my car.

Second 3:

I watch the blur become a deer.

I lightly press down on the brakes, remembering that I'm going 65 and that slamming on my already bad brakes could have terrible consequences.

The deer hits the side of my car.

I hear someone, I realize it was me, yell, "FUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!"

It somehow bounces in front of the car and the left front of my car hits the deer.

His head jerks toward my car.

His antlers lunge toward the windshield.

My eye focuses on the tip of the antler realizing that it is headed right toward my left eye.

Thoughts of blindness, brain damage, and death flash through my mind as I realize the point it going to come through the windshield and into my eye.

The antler hits the windshield.

Second 4:

It doesn't come through.

But I hear a large crack as a second antler point hits the bottom of the windshield and a small spiderweb of lines flow across the bottom of the glass.

The deer somehow runs away and is gone.

I pull my car to the shoulder as I smell a nasty odor.

I notice some smoke coming out my car's hood.

The sound Dionne Warwick's slowly fades away as the song ends.

[If you want to check under the hood, please turn to page 148.]


I pop the hood and walk around to the front shouting a sting of obscenities as I go, and lift up the hood, hoping it's not something bad.

It turns out a vacuum hose was knocked loose. I fix it, and get back into my car.


This event was the worst of that night by far, but there was many more bad things to come.

I will update this post in a day or two, and explain the rest of the night, or just make a new post.


Laurel

Tidbits of Iowa Culture

First we see some roadside hunters.



Don't bother to get out of your car, or even hunt on your own property... if you see a deer from your car, roll down your window and fire away! With this type of hunting, the hunting season rules can and will be ignored.



On we progress to the ever-popular mullet....



He has you fooled folks, he had tucked the other 2 feet of the mullet tail into his jacket moments before this picture was taken.

This particular specimen was found in Centerville, IA, home of the always exciting, Pancake Day Parade.








Last for today, the best place (or Iowans seem to think) to tie your dog is to an ICE machine.. most of the time, when I see an ICE machine, I see a dog tied to it..





Stay tuned for my next exclusive, "Redneck Landmarks of Southern Iowa."


Laurel

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Running and Stuff

Well, since I have no friends in this god awful state that was once (and I'm truly puzzled by this) mistaken for heaven, and there are NO jobs, my life has been a fuzzy haze of days and nights of waking up, doing whatever my mother wants me to do (mainly odd fix-it jobs) getting online, wishing I had something to blog about, running a bit, and then trying to sleep and having not a shred of luck doing so, managing to grab a few hours in before I am again woken up by mother's voice....

I hate this. I have TRIED AND TRIED to get a job, it's not working, I'm trying to figure out get rid of all this crap of my mom's but I'm not having any luck with it either. The only thing that I'm doing that is semi-constant, is running... my brother recently "hired" a coach to help him run, but I honestly think that if I hired a coach it'd have to bee this guy:

That is.. if you saw that movie...

So yeah, nothing is going on, someone asked me, "What do you do for fun?"
My reply? "Nothing..."
It's sad because it's the truth...
I have no friends within 600 miles... what do you expect my answer to be?

I just want to go to my college... but I can't until I have some money, just to send in for the application fee..

It would be nice if I could just get on here and whine about my problems all day, but I know that not only does nobody care, but I can't even say anything without offending or upsetting someone... then again, who even reads this piece of shit blog anyway?

Laurel

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Disturbing Iowa


What is that? What is that on the antennae of that crappy car?



It looks like a squirrel tail.....














IT IS....

I saw this in a Wal-mart parking lot in Osceola, IA.

Laurel

Old Essay: Judas Preist

This was an essay I wrote about the Judas Priest Trials. I haven't included all the witnesses, and such, but I only had a limited amount of time to do this. Plus most of the witnesses and other people not as relevant important to the case are indeed, minor.

Also, since for some strange reason, I can't use tabs on blogger, and yet again, showing longer direct quotes is much more difficult than using Microsoft Word.

On that note, I give you most of my reasoning, plus a brief description of the shootings and pre-trail.

Vance vs. Judas Priest: The Preposterous Court Charade


Heavy metal: the devil’s music. Its insane guitar solos, thrashing bass, charismatic drum cadences, and gripping vocal singers have been the choice music of many rebellious youngsters; ripping its way through into the 70s and kicking today’s door down. Of course the common stereotype of the unruly teenager who listens to such ungodly music has always been encouraged by the older generations of easy listeners. These older generations –including the parents of these teens- have dubbed this sinful music the cause of their troublesome children. Does this particular type of music create violent tendencies in its listeners? Do its lyrics encourage suicide and rebellious actions? My answer: absolutely not. Rock or metal music does not brainwash or urge its listeners - either by the lyrics or any other feature of the song - to do things that a sensible person would not normally do. If someone makes a rash decision, metal listener or not, their actions were caused by their problems in their life at the time of the decision and their struggles with life in that past, not by what genre of music they were listening to at the time.


“Victims of Change”

On December 23, 1985, two young men, James Vance and Raymond Belknap were listening to a few albums on the turntable, drinking, and smoking marijuana. Belknap decided to give out his Christmas present early, so that night, he presented Vance with his present. It was their favorite band’s new record, Stained Class. They listened to the record several times until they decided to make a pact. This suicide pact would influence their, and many other people’s lives after that night.

After trashing Vance’s room, they heard his parents’ voices, grabbed Vance’s shotgun, climbed out the window, and walked until they found themselves in a deserted playground. They spent a while in the park discussing how they had ruined their lives and Belknap, gun “pressed against his throat,” uttered the words, “I sure fucked up my life,” and pulled the trigger (Dream Deceivers). Vance picked up his gun, slick with the blood of his best friend, put it under his throat and fired.

The shooting killed Belknap, but Vance remained, although severely disfigured. He lived with his parents for three years and then admitted himself to the New Frontier Treatment Center, where he died a few months later of a methadone overdose on November, 29,1988. Glenn Tipton, the lead guitarist of Judas Priest, had his own theory of what happened the twenty-ninth, which coincides with my own.
(This is a direct quote)

Jay Vance was to be the star witness, as the court case got closer, it must have dawned on him that he would be on the stand, looking like he did, facing a band he’d always thought was great, and then finally, when the judge said there would be cameras in court, just prior to the case, he died of an overdose. You have to ask yourself who was really responsible for that lad’s death? (Judas Priest Suicide Trial Article, 3)
The facts are still fuzzy as to if his death was self inflicted or simply a mistake of the doctors and members of the staff at the center.


“Screaming for Vengeance”

Judas Priest, about to go on stage in Nevada, “were handed a writ [subpoena] claiming that [their] album Stained Class had been responsible for a double suicide, and [they] were being sued for $6.2 million.” (Judas Priest Suicide Trial Article, 2) They were thought to have put subliminal messages in their music to induce suicidal thoughts in the minds of their fans. The alleged phrase, “Do it,” was believed by the plaintiffs to be the cause of their sons’ deaths. “In the pre-trial motion, Justice Jerry Carr Whitehead ruled that subliminal speech does not deserve protection [by the constitution] because is does not perform any of the functions that free speech accomplishes” (Moore, 2). That said, the case went to trial, and both the plaintiffs and the defense called expert after expert to the stand.

The plaintiffs called several well-known experts to the stand to discuss the effects and dangers of subliminal messaging. One of the experts was Dr. Wilson Key, the man who “possibly undermined his own creditability with the court by opening that subliminal messages can be found on Ritz crackers..” (Moore, 3). Another was Howard Shervrin, a highly respectable researcher on subliminal messaging. He pointed out that the messages were so dangerous simply because the spectators were unaware of their presence.

The defendants called three different experts, one of which was Timothy Moore. “It was [his] opinion that there was no scientific support for the proposition that subliminal directives could induce behavior of any kind, let alone suicide” (Moore, 3) Another was Don Read, whose information concerning reversed speech was very useful to the defendants.


“Breakin’ the Law”

The fact of the whole matter is this: both men had a record for petty crime, unemployment, failure in school, and serious drug abuse. Vance fought in school, and at some point, he broke another student’s jaw. Belknap had the police come to his house when he was shooting a dart gun at the neighbors’ cat; they took the gun and he was charged a minimal penalty for animal torture. Before they dropped out of school, they both began using heavy illegal drugs. When Vance was at the New Frontier Treatment Center, he admitted to using countless different heavy drugs. (Moore, 3)

Phyllis Vance admitted in court that husband had been a serious drinker and was a heavy gambler who lost his entire paycheck on occasion. Of course she had said that these problems were only during the early years of their marriage, and that he had gone to AA for help. In the documentary Dream Deceivers, we see several of the couple’s discussions, which have aggressive defense from both sides and seem to have a deeper problem rooted to discussion turned serious argument.

Since both young men had numerous personal problems, as well as problems with their families, it’s no surprise that they may have grown tired of life and wanted to end it. After all they, both men had many of the red flag warning signs of possible suicide attempts. Anita Boberson (Ray’s mother) insists that there were none of the signs that were supposed to be there” (Dream Deceivers). That statement can’t be true because Belknap had attempted suicide once before, and tried to talk about it with his parents. What about the fact that Ray had been giving out his Christmas presents out early? Psychologists generally acknowledge this to be an extreme warning sign of suicide.

Although these facts are extremely important to this case, the judge said in his final ruling that “the deceased and their parents are not on trial. The court is not to judge the lives of the decedents or evaluate their families.” (Moore, 2) The defense couldn’t use this information to influence the jury, even though if they had, the case would have ended sooner and would have ended much more reasonably.



“Dream Deceivers”

It was one unlikely testimony by Vance’s school counselor, Mrs. Rusk that helped to point out the most obvious flaw of the trial. She said that Vance had told her, “We got a message. It told us to just do it. It [the album] was giving us the message to just do it..” (Moore, 7) Shevrin, the plaintiff’s main expert believed subliminal messages were dangerous because people where not consciously aware of them. If Vance and Belkap had heard the message “Do it” on the Stained Class album, then it was obviously not subliminal, and according to Judge Whitehead, was protected by the Constitution.

I also realized an extremely important detail during my research, and it was that the album Stained Class was recorded twelve years before the trail. If there were subliminal messages in the record, shouldn’t there have been a large amount of Judas Priest fans committing suicide in those past twelve years? This particular fact was not even mentioned in the trail, even though that single concept would have ended that six week circus of a trial.

So what was the result ruling you ask? “Judas Priest was not held responsible for the deaths of Raymond Belknap and James Vance, but the prosecution was awarded the prosecution $40,000.” (Judas Priest Suicide Trial Article, 8) Judge Whitehead believed that even though there were subliminal messages, they were not placed there intentionally. This is an extremely good example of how the justice system does things cover up the fact that they wasted a lot of taxpayers’ dollars in holding an incongruous trial for preposterous reasons.

Judas Priest obviously did not put subliminal messages in their music. They did not commit any crime. The trial was nothing more than a round-about charade, where the objective was to basically legally shift the blame of the young men’s suicides from the dysfunctional and irresponsible parents to the music they men were listening to. Blaming artistic influences on the spectator’s actions is not acceptable. If you think that you can justify this trial’s ridiculous outcome, “You’ve Got Another Thing Coming.”


Sources

Dream Deceivers: The Story Behind James Vance vs. Judas Priest. Dir. David Van Taylor. KCET, SCETV, WGBH, WNET. 1992.

"Judas Priest Suicide Trial Article." Mahou Weblog 6 Dec 2006 31 Mar 2009 .

“Is Music to Blame for Society’s Ill?” Music Week (July 14, 2007): 15. Student Resource Center-Gold. Gale. Grand Forks Public Schools Central H.S. 23, March 2009. .

Moore, Timothy. "Scientific Consensus and Expert Testimony: Lessons from the Judas Priest Trial." Skeptical Inquirer 20. November/December 1996. 27 Mar 2009. .


Not the best essay I've ever written, but I liked it anyway...:)

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

20 Days Since

It's been twenty days since I last posted... why? Nothing really of interest has happened.. excluding of course one of my best friends visited me for a few days. That was the highlight of the last 4 months BY FAR.

There is so much to talk about, but since this isn't a journal and I can't be honest, I can't talk about much. Doesn't that just suck?

Well, while Dusty was here, we both attended our first haunted house and his first haunted corn maze. I'll admit I was startled more than a few times, but it was alright. We didn't do a whole lot, but just hang out so that about does it. Ohh yes, Dusty was the very FIRST person who actually said nice things about my car after seeing it in person. Thanks :)

I'm just going to have to knuckle/buckle down and just get rid of all of my mother's shit. Because no one else is going to help her.

And yes, Linnea did have my uncle Sonny and I move up a couple of boxes to her house... but it was like pulling out a handful of hay from a hay stack.

Fantastic.

Laurel

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Shower Pigeon


Highlight of the week! I got out of the shower to find a pigeon on the door.

For some reason, my body WILL NOT let me sleep until about 5-6 in the morning. Then, won't let me wake up until about 1 in the afternoon. When I wake up, I feel so utterly exhausted and sick that I can't hardly accomplish anything all day (or should I say night)
The worst part is that my mother is on my ass all the time about how "I'm always sick" and I need to just get out of bed and not stay up all night. Yes, I've been sick for like a week and a half. Throwing up and having migraines is all MY fault and I'm just "faking" to get out of work. If you look at the dark circles under my eyes (make me appear as though I am a member of the undead) and the (more than usual) paleness of my face, it might make you assume that I am more than "faking it."


Shower Pigeon.


Laurel

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Stuck



It seems the job market in Colorado Springs, CO, has plummeted. There are no jobs. This means that if I go to CO, it will be a while before I can get a job and my own apt...

There four..

I have decided (well, I don't have many options) to stay a while longer at my mother's. Why?
I can get my little art shop going, and maybe I can use it to make a little money on the side.
My mother DESPERATELY needs help making her house presentable for prospective buyers.
My mother also really needs help with getting rid of all her crap.

Who knows? Maybe I can take a few basic college courses online while I'm doing all this.

If I can possibly get a job somewhere around my mom's place (unlikely, but worth looking into..) perhaps I can save up to pay for moving costs.

Sadly, I can't leave this horrible hell hole they call IOWA, but maybe I can just keep using the internet to escape and try to make some extra cash. :)


Before I can officially set up my Etsy shop, I need to open a bank account. I will be doing that within the next week, and then posting all about it. Be eagerly waiting for the new post.


In other news, I came "home" from my trip to ND to find that my cat had somehow managed to get inside the house.

And took a shit and a shockingly large piss on my bed.

Thank you, Sassy.
Photo is blurry but effective.

Laurel

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Nothing

Hey (to whoever reads this crappy blog :) )

I have been up to.... Nothing. That's why I've been writing bullshit blog posts the last few times I've blogged.

When I move to CO I might have more things to blog about. I don't really know why I even blog. I think it's simply because I have a few family members and close friends that read this to see what I'm up to these days. If that is the case, then the answer to the question of what I've been up to is a definite NOTHING.

Yes, it seems all I do is sit around in my mother's basement in my underwear drinking obscene amounts of Mountain Dew while watching the same shows and movies over and over again.




Not unlike the cat in the picture above...

Since my mom's been gone to Portland I've really made a mess of the house. Trash everywhere, dirty dishes all over the place... not pretty. I cleaned most of it today since she's coming back tomorrow... but it was still messy enough to give her a heart attack when she got back if not cleaned up.


Laurel

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Occupation Ideas

Since I know I won't be able to go to college and my dream job of being a film director is difficult.. I have been researching jobs that I would find enjoyable, challenging to my creative side, and has flexible hours.

I have come up with a few that I have always thought would be interesting and hopefully doable.


Process Server

Process servers get paid to deliver legal papers. It's really very simple. They pick up the papers from a client and deliver them to the recipient. The documents could be divorce papers, a personal injury lawsuit, or something similar.

Process servers are paid well for their services. You could expect to get paid anywhere from $30 to $250 or more for each document that you serve. The more papers you serve, the more you'll get paid.

A good process server can easily make $70,000 to $100,000 a year or more for delivering legal documents. That's a pretty decent income, wouldn't you agree?
Defiantly the least dangerous of my possible career choices. :) I've read quite a few articles on it, found a good book about it called The Practical Guide to Process Serving. You can get it for me on Amazon.. here's a link to my Wish List: http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/wishlist/24EV6LQEAWW0E

This is an ideal job for me for many reasons. It fits what I've been looking for in a job. I've already looked requirement in CO for the occupation and I can do this.

I know I would enjoy this job and I would have to use all my creativity and "mad skills" to do it. Excited? I am.

Another great thing about this is that it's one of those jobs that if you work hard and you're good at your job, you won't be out of work. Just like a funeral home director. :)

The other two jobs are similar: Repossession Agent or (even more dangerous) Bounty Hunter.

Both of these are exciting, dangerous, and take skill, intelligence and serious creativity.

This is all I'll say now, but I have been doing quite a bit of research on all three of these, and I think they are exactly what I want in a future occupation. One of the best parts is... they all do not require a college education! So I can start now!

One small perk is that if I apply and pay for an official license (which is not required in CO, but would probably be a good idea..) I get a badge I can flash. :) (that sentence made me sound pretty incompetent about the entire occupation, but ohh well. Badges are cool.)

Laurel

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Awesome Songs


This is the Kramer Vanguard. This is the guitar I would like to own. It's just awesome sauce. Looking and Sounding.

I'm currently learning the following songs on the guitar.. as in the Riffs and the Solos.

Aqualung by Jethro Tull
Barracuda by Heart
Sweet Child of Mine by Gun 'n' Roses
Tribute by Tenacious D
Smoke on the Water by Deep Purple
Thunderstruck by AC/DC
Slow Ride by Foghat


A few classics, a few not.. I didn't really pick them, they picked me, and on most of them, I can play over half the song. :)

Exciting. For some. I also have learned that my brother has recently bought a guitar for himself. Good Luck. :)


Laurel

Friday, September 3, 2010

Mystery Song


I have finally found the song! An epic song that I could not find the name of or the artist. I've been trying to find out that information the entire month.

The song is called Lunatic Fringe by Red Riders.. pretty cool song. :)

Once again I'm going to be left to this house in IA alone while my mom goes off to another state. I'm fine with it, but she just expects me to do a whole bunch of crap while she's gone! I can't do it all!

Ohh well, I'm just excited that I have a list of songs I'm making for an ultimate mix CD for myself of awesome rock music. In a blog post soon, I'm going to put down a list of a bunch of vinyl records I want to get for my collection. :) And also... list my collection.

I'm excited. Like this Croc.


Laurel

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

New Things and Huey Lewis


I now own a pair of Black Vietnam Jump Combat Boots. I'm wearing them mostly every day. I also ordered a new backpack. (the first new backpack in 3-ish years) This is the backpack I will put my patches on... so it didn't matter what was on the front of the bag.

There's my small flashlight at the end of the tunnel. I'm now putting my mom's quilts and crafting crap on Esty.com.. wish me luck that someone will buy some quilts.

Also... I have the song "Hip to be Square" by Huey Lewis and the News playing nonstop in my head.. .
This song was in a great film, American Psyco, and it was played and explained in the scene where Paul Allen is murdered with a delightful axe wielding Patrick Bateman.

"Is that a raincoat?" "Yes, it is!"


Laurel

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Shit


This has been the past two weeks. Shit.

Why, do you ask?

Here's the break down list:

My uncle is still not ready to go to CO
My mother and I literally do not have any money for anything
I crashed my car into a tree (brakes went out)
I got a concussion because of that crash
My car's back door behind the driver's seat won't open due to the crash
I am having severe depression issues
One of my friends has refused to talk to me for the last 3 months for reasons they has not disclosed
I was pulled over by the police for an illegal turn and got a "serious warning"
All my friends in IA are just too busy to just talk to me
My mom thinks she can sell all her crap on Ebay, and I know that most of it just WON'T
I broke a few toes recently
I have a cold
Everything in my mother's house all broke in the last month (water heater, AC, lawn mower, her car's tires, etc...)
I have a TERRIBLE case of insomnia now, I only sleep like 1 hour for every 5 hours I'm awake

And yes... there's MORE.. but I just wanted to give you the highlights as to why I haven't ran or blogged or anything recently.

There you go. I will return to blogging when I have something pleasant or semi fun/funny to talk about, until then.. I am as I just stated above...

Laurel

Sunday, August 15, 2010

To run or not to run

I could make a whole bunch of excuses for not running for the past 6 days like: I pulled a nasty groin muscle, my back has been killing me, migraines all the time, had some serious heat exhaustion, or maybe forgetting my "running gear" when I slept over at my uncle's.. but the real truth is that even though all that happened... I didn't run because I didn't want to.
I know it seems extreme to need your tunes as badly as I do, but when I run with no tunes I'm focusing all on the pain, hurt, the difficult time I'm having breathing, and burning thighs and shins. When I have the music, I can get into it, I can sing along with it in my head, I can do whatever with my music, but I'm usually focusing mostly on the music and not the pain.
That's why I'm not running. But I will run today. With no music?

Yes.

Why? Because I should.

Let's hope it doesn't end here, and that I get at least mile done.



Laurel

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Frightening Discovery


I have made a frightening discovery..

The rust around the front left wheel and along the left side of the car is worse than I thought... far worse...

I'm going to have to do some serious body work.. patching jobs.. argh!

Thursday, August 12, 2010

The Phoenix

This is what I (with my uncle's assistance on occasion) have fixed on my car so far.

Replaced the windshield wiper motor.
Re-wired the windshield wipers
Re-wired the windshield wipers fluid cleaners (I don't know the technical name)
Replace 2 window rollers
Replaced vacuum hoses
Replaced alternator belt
Sanded and grinded of all body rust, cleaned, primed and paint,
Took apart all the doors excluding the driver's door to:
Tightened rear view mirror and
Oiled mechanical parts

Total in Costs: about $50.00

Not too bad. :)

Here's some pictures of it I took yesterday.



I know it doesn't look the best right now... and I'm not quite finished with the rust repair and body work, I have to take of some of the chrome rims to get to all the rest of the rust. I will do that as soon as I have some body putty to fill in the small holes.

Laurel

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Pella, IA Revisited

Yes, I returned.

To find many pleasant surprises I might add.

My day today began at 7 am. I know, shocking, I never get up before 9 anymore.

Anyway, my Uncle had ordered a new brake hose for my car from a parts store in Pella (of all places) and I had to go get it early in the morning so we could fix it before he had to go to his appointment.

Here's where I insert the necessary information that you need for this story to make sense.

Iowa has been having serious flooding issues this summer, and it rains (correction, pours buckets) every single night. Naturally, many fields and roads are either washed out or complete submerged in water.

This cause me to have problems. Which are things that I don't care to have. :(

I attempted to go the normal way.
Washed out and closed.

I tried the short way around.
Covered in a minimum of 2 feet of water.

I tried a different way.
You couldn't see any road for 6 miles or more.

By this time, it was 8:30 am. So I headed back to my uncle's to go the other other way. My car sputtered to a stop about 12 miles from his house.

Out of gas.

Luckily I am prepared and I brought a gallon and a half with me for this exact issue. But it wastes more time.

I get back to my uncle's and decide to get the part and just go back to my mother's house without fixing it. It's okay, because it's just the right side brake, I can manage. :)

The other other route took me through roads that weren't unsurvivable, but they looked like this:

I made it to Pella. I got the part and I got gas.

Here's the cool part.

I need a set of new strings for my guitar. I had broken the E string. There was one shop in about a 150 mile radius that sold decent guitar strings.
This place:

It was supposed to open at 10:30 am, but I waited and hour, and at 11:30 it finally opened. The owner of the store was simply amazing. "Rob" was so into his drum solo he was writing that he forgot to open his store. It's a guitar/drum store that has it's own recording studio.

When I started talking to him, -from the heat and my severe exhaustion from the strenuous morning- (I'm guessing) I got a horrible bloody nose, and didn't have any tissues. He got me some. :) Nice guy.

Continuing on:

The strings set was only $5.00 and that's amazing for starters because they're usually $7.00-$10.00. (I always get D'Addario strings)(for future reference)

We got to talking at length, and he let me play any guitar I wanted to in the store for as long as I wanted. Awesome.

He just gave me a free E string (the one I broke) so I could save the set for later, and he fixed my guitar output jack for free. AWESOME-SAUCE.

I met his best friend (who lived next door) Animal, who apparently is twice as good on the guitar as the owner was (and I shredded on my guitar for a good 5 minutes after he fixed it and sounded closed to as good as Van Halen!) AMAZING!

Animal talked to me for like 30 minutes about guitars and playing them. He designs pick guards out of aluminum an plastic as well as drumsticks and they are just awesome!
Here's a link to his web site. http://animalsalumiums.vpweb.com/about_us.html

The site itself is underdeveloped and you can't see any of the actual items, but it gives you his info in case you have questions. Animal also gave me a free aluminum pick he made so I could try it out and keep it. (I picked for a while with it on my guitar and some of the store's and liked it so much I bought 2 more!)

Rob (the owner) has played in many different bands and has opened for CCR and met them. WICKED!

This was a very friendly, helpful, awesome store and if you're ever randomly in the area, go there. It was pretty awesome.

I also past this rather phallic looking grain factory tower..

Laurel

Monday, August 9, 2010

It's from Concentrate!!


Wake up at 10:00. Jethro Tull on the Radio. Grab the Orange Juice out of the fridge. Drink the Orange Juice out of the carton. Stand in the basement of Mom's house in underwear. Spills OJ down the front of self.

Dignity? Gone for now.

Enthusiasm for Life? Questionable.

I've been so "out of it" lately and for so long, I'm not ever just what being "in it" is. I officially have not a single can of Mt. Dew left in the house, so I must emerge from my pathetic cave of shelter. I honestly haven't been looking forward to this event.

Yesterday, from the drought of Dew, I drank (literally) a half GALLON of Minute Maid Premium Low Acid Orange Juice.

Good choice?

I think not.


Laurel

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Another One Bites the Dust



I've owned 3 Sansa Mp3 Players, two of which were Fuzes... all of them broke within a year. I think I'm going to try a new kind of Mp3 player!

They can take about 4 harsh dropping/failings, and then they just break. And it's always the screen!!! You put a case on it, and the screen still somehow manages to break!

I am broke. I have no money. I HAVE to have my music with me when I'm doing things! I go insane without music! Insane I tell you! What will I do?

I'll tell you what I'll do for short term.. my phone is an mp3 player as well. I will transfer the info onto the card in my Sansa Fuse and slip the card into my phone. Of course my phone (the second one of that model) has been dropped in the toliet,and doesn't always have a very long lasting battery.... :(

Not to mention it has one of those TINY headphone jacks, so I'll have to try and find a converter for cheap.. which might be hard. :(

Maybe when I have enough money, I'll get a Zune 80..

I WILL NOT, however, get an Apple Ipod! NEVER! I hate Apple with a passion!

I will be after you Zune!! I'll be waiting to strike until Black Friday! The chase is on!!!!

Laurel

Saturday, August 7, 2010

From Here to Right Over There


I play the electric guitar. I've been teaching myself how to play for a few years now, but I've only really got into it for the last year.. I'm attempting to teach myself all the good Tenacious D songs. So far I have Dio, Karate, and Tribute.
Yay.

I've been wanting to get an Ibanez Tube Screamer Pedal as well as a Cry Baby Wah Pedal. :) Then I can really rock out. All I have now is a cheapo FAB distortion pedal which does the trick, but isn't exactly what I want for intense rockage.

I can also play the intro to Thunderstruck by ACDC.

I write songs as well, my first official song was titled "Bike Cop", which was about a police officer I saw riding a bicycle. It's played and sung like a classic Dio song would be. I love classic rock and heavy metal and I'm overjoyed that I can mimic that awesome voice of rock. Maybe I'll put a video of me singing it or something for my follower. My single follower. Hi, follower! I guess you're not really a leader, eh? lol

I must be overly tired for that type of humor to surface.. And we progress..

I wrote another song called "The Ballad of Robin", which encompasses the short story of Robin and the horrifying portrayal (shudders) of the character by Chris O'Donnell. I haven't fully written the whole thing down yet.. I need to do that soon and finish the tabs for it as well.

I'm still trying to finish yet another song called "A Memorial to Porkins." A tribute song to that (not-so- memorable to non-Star Wars geeks) now deceased X-Wing pilot from the end of A New Hope.
Ahh Porkins, I wept for thee... not really, but I hope I sounded poetic.

By the way, for anyone out there who isn't as much of a Star Wars geek as I am, he wasn't actually holding a bucket of KFC in his cockpit in the movie... although I wish he was. :)


Laurel

Friday, August 6, 2010

Field of Dreams

I decided to take a different route of driving on my way back to my mother's house through some back roads. I ended up driving a 30 mile loop around to the same place I had started, and then in the end finding my way back to the house.

On these back roads I found many interesting things such as this baseball field. Now abandoned, it is literally many miles away from any town at all and is surrounded by corn and soybean fields.


I couldn't help but look around for Kevin Costner and James Earl Jones. Needless to say, I couldn't find them. But it was amusing to whisper to myself as I continued driving ahead, "If you build it, he will come."

The one thing that truly vexes me is how anyone could mistake Heaven for Iowa.. it's just plain silly. I like to hope Heaven isn't so infested with bugs that you can't move without at least 4 landing on you. Not to mention the horrific humidity! It's August, the worst time of the year to be in Iowa.. you can cut the air with a knife!

Another interesting thing I saw in the ditches next to the road was wild marijuana. I shit you not. Here's one now!


As my friend Dusty described this plant.. it's GARGANTUAN! Yes, yes it is. I saw a few others along the side of the road as well, the farmers just (supposedly) spray weed killer on it because it effects their crop growth... It's just a weed they say. And people pay out the nose to get half a sandwich bag of this stuff? Crazy how different states are to one another...

Laurel

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Pella, IA


Pella, IA

Known for its yearly Tulip Time festival, Dutch townspeople, fake windmills and wooden shoes.

This town has over 5 hair salons, 7 antiques shops, and 5 knick-knack shops.... population? 9832.

Wow.

My friend Becca and I had a day to just hang out and we decided that this small-ish town was nearby, had a movie theater, and we had never really been there. We walked around the square and looked into all the little shoppes. It was pretty boring actually, but there were a few memorable items inside the shoppes.

I was in this one shop that had this flute from a foreign country... interesting place to blow into....



I also saw this picture in one of the knick-knack shoppes and was tempted to buy it.



Strange town, strange shoes, strange people... new experience.

Laurel

Too Pooped to Pop

Song by Chuck Berry.

I am indeed tired. My car renovations have been ongoing for almost 3 weeks now.

The only problems left are:

The Brakes don't work so well
The Horn doesn't work period
The Left Turn Signal only flashes on occasion
There is no Air Conditioning
The Fuel Gauge is broken

Other than that short list, everything seems to be in order. Yay.

I've been awake for two and a half days now, (excluding a 3 hour-ish nap) and I'm so tired I can barely move. Soo tired.

I want to start my running, but I just can't get around to it. When I do have time, I'm just so tired that I can't run it. Sooner or later I will begin!



Laurel