Alter ego

: Meet my alter ego :

1 part Iggy & The Stooges

1 part Death from above 1979

NO TO ICE-CREAM MAN!

In the middle of my mass amount of homework, the familiar jingle that makes every child go wild began to approach my house...

The past few weeks, i have tried to catch this new ice cream man that cruises 10 MPH down my street. Every time i have booked it outside, he's already all the way down the street. This guy doesn't understand that he has to go so slow that when his song is heard, The ice-cream loving child has to run to find his parents, then he has to beg them for money, then his parents have to find their wallet, then they have to give the money to the kid, then the kid has to book it out side to catch him. And no way in the world can that all be achieved if the ice-cream man is going a constant speed of 10 MPH down the street. I was so fed up at one point i went to Costco and bought a huge box of skinny cows, and a huge box of 100 calorie fudge pops.

I grabbed my wallet and took off toward the door. A comrade of mine was the one who had successfully stopped the ice-cream man (she too was upset and the both of us walked down to McDonalds so she could get an ice cream after yet another failed attempt). I greeted her and laid everything out to him as i just had in the previous paragraph. His argument, he was "going in neutral". I go neutral when i drive as well. I go neutral at 40 mph. The nerve of this guy. So he said he is going to stop in front of our houses every time he comes by (after talking back to a potentially loyal customer). Too bad I bought my own ice cream, so i don't need you any more ice-cream man who doesn't fit the criteria of ice-cream man in the first place.

Anti-depressants

: Anti-depressant for the late nighters :

I have found that clicking home on a social networking website

acts as an anti-depresant.

After awhile, you feel nothing.

Small Fact for You!

: Its okay. You wouldn't know, you're and Idiot! :

Buddha Is not a person or name, but a tittle.

Prince Siddhartha Gautama is the most

commonly man portrayed as/in the

svelte and serene image the fat buddha

makes visible to the common person.

Unfortunate Fortune of the Day

: Unfortunate Fortune of the Day :

My best friend is a downer and there's nothing i can do, except be a downer too.

Side note:

This may not apply to everyone.

but a helping quote to remind you

not to be a downer around your dearest

of friends. Your making unhappy of the

people around you when you don't allow

them to help you nip the bud to your

self conjured debbie downer.

Birthday song

Hello hello my dearies! Yesterday(by chance) happened to be my birthday! :D ! i spent most of the day with my best friend(who also by chance is named angela), but later in the day was joined by a few other friends of mine. Two of those friends gave a shout out to me on their radio station then played the Birthday Song by the Beatles! There were two upsetting things that occurred yesterday but one of them i wished away by my birthday wish. And i think it worked. The other (Which was a present from my sweet like candy Jeremy)i am going to demand to get fixed by the time it heals.It is in the center of my nostril(the septum to be exact)... yep, lopsided. Which makes me pretty upset. But i did receive the most beautiful cake ever! And it wasn't even my wedding!

This cake was made by a lovely friend of mine, Stephanie. She makes THE BEST cakes on planet earth.. Anywho, this weekend a few friends and of course Jeremy and I, will be going to the Indian Reservation to camp. So stoked. Until next time, sayonara sucker's!!

-Nikole

Todays very intellectual fact(s)

:Very intellectual fact(s):

The earth is a bitch

&

Homo sapiens have outgrown their use

Random suggestion for the day

: Things you should not lie about :

Being raped by a beautiful girl. It just doesn't make any sense.

Result = no friends

More Flowers

About a week ago, i was caught in the middle of the most hectic weekends of my summer. This would be having my Aunt, Uncle, and 3 cousins down from SF bay area... And then on top of that, getting ready for my brothers girlfriend Lauren to move in (while their dog and kitten ran around the house). I was pretty swamped, so i never got a chance to take any breaks to update you! I did have one break in between all of the madness. I have the evidence to prove it!

vvvvv

This here is my latest creation! A sea urchin vase! Of course the sea urchin is dead (which is the only way that i could have possibly created this). This specific sea urchin was found on La Jollas ocean floors as is. So my brother picked up it gave it a new home, which for a year was his unoccupied room. He was cleaning everything out of his room, and i saw it there and thought... what a wonderful little vase that would make for a single flower.... a couple of japanese fabric stickers later and VUOALA! It was finished! The idea that something dead is giving life to something still alive amuses me.

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Soon after i was finished with the sea urchin vase, and picking a few roses from my rose tree, there was a knock at the door and when my brother opened it... there stood a fetching young man with platinum hair. I couldn't help to see what this certain individual was doing here.

To my surprise he pulled out from behind him.... these...

vvvvv

-Nikole

Inspiring the 9-5

Sunday the 12th, i was fortunate to see The Mattson Two and Ray Barbee play live at a wine and culinary center in San Diego. It was my first time seeing them and I was blown away. Aside from John and Jareds amazing ability to play Jazz so well that they serenade every woman in the room, their current addition, pro skater Ray Barbee was phenomenal. As I watched him rocking and walking back and fourth, ripping jazzy guitar solos, and shining the most stoked faces the entire time, although im not sure anyone would approve that i compared.... Ray Barbee is the Jimi Hendrix of Jazz. 

This was given to me as chicken scratch but what this chicken scratch contained was how The Mattson Two made this certain person I was with feel. After years of trying to put the feelings he got into words when he listened to their music, he came up with this...

"Watching any other band makes me feel like 9-5 is perfectly fine"

-side 1

-side 2

The Mattson Two..

Inspiring the 9-5

and their not even punk.

-Nikole

14 Day Road Trip To Portland and Back

Its what you have been waiting for ... The 14 day road trip! I have a few hundred more photos with my regular camera but i figured i ought to just stick to my favorite camera(Which by the way begins in San Francisco because i did not have film until i got to San Fransisco). Although with this trip i will not be narrating the the story as well as i did with the the Santa Cruz road trip, i hope you enjoy what i have for you anyways :D.

:San Francisco:

The Golden Gate Bridge

:Mendocino County / Northern California:

Floating houses

:Oregon:

Wood sculpture thing with purple water that looked like silk.

Orange that took me half an hour to peel.

Almost there...

:Portland, Oregon:

Just arrived! First Hello's!

Walking to Last Thursday

with Rachel and her friend Sydney!

It would have been nice to see more of her,

But she had homework :( 

haha

Last Thursday - Where the freaks come out at night..

I fit in just perfectly :)

Smoking loon, Fake psychics, sea monkeys on stilts, music music music, 

and dancing to box guy on the corner. 

Followed by

Walking with the bums, drunks, and the messed up...

Then eating some Voodoo donuts, the most amazing donut shop for anyone that is 

out at midnight.

And the only people out at midnight would be....

I think we all know.

Rachel and Nicole's Lovely Apartment Building

We decided to take a stroll through town.

And on that stroll we met a couple of kittens that were looking for a home in the

 80 - 90 degree weather.

Ace Hotel.

The most amazing store on planet earth.

Market on the campus.

These tamales were AMAZING.

We finally found you my friend!

Enjoying an organic coconut and agave popsicle.

Always having wonderful conversations with random people :)

Bishops.

One of the most rad barbershops ever.

Brews at bishops.

Ben & Jerry's Ice cream after a fresh hair cut.

China came through town.

Walking the streets after browsing through books at Powells... 

The largest bookstore i had ever been in, in my entire life.

Bum chick and her puppy on the corner.

This guy just so inappropriately was taking a shower on the street while driving.

"Please do not cross the street!"

"No problem, we wont officer"

"Alright thanks... cause man do you know how much paper work

 i would have to do if you guys got ran over? SOOO MUCH paper work.

And i really dont want to do it... so thanks you guys"

Walking Home to ready ourselves for the parade!

But before we hit the busy streets,

Jeremy and I strolled down Burnside to have ourselves

 some sushi

Sushi Pizza...

MMM so good

Saying goodbye.. :(

But with oh so much spice.

On our way to Rachel's old dorm to her bike off her hands.

African Food at the Saturday Market.. 

Open on Sunday!

This old guy was really cool.

Chugaku

Oh yea, Jimi was chillin' in portland.

 no big deal or anything..

"You guys aint from around here! You look like rock stars, thats what you look like!

You belong in hollywood!"

"Give the camera to your wife, so you can get a picture with me too"

Haha

Nub Guy taping a pick to his nub so he can play some tunes.

Really awkward..

On the road again...

Goodbye Portland...

Beautiful Clouds.

All of that electrical shananigans to the right,

I thought was a play set.

Our campground was just to the right.

Occupied by only four campers.

                                                                                    

Story time.

There were no marked doors that indicated whether one bathroom was a girls or a boys,

It was dark, really dark

so we thought well there is only 3 other families here so we ought to just go into the same bathroom cause were just washing our faces and brushing our teeth.

so we did...

But the heavy business comes first so we went into the stalls and you know..

Pee'd.

So Jeremy was a couple of stalls away because they were all short..

and then someone walks in.

Spy Lady - "This is the girls bathroom!"

Jeremy - "Oh im sorry i thought it was co ed."

Spy Lady - "Hell no it aint! You need to get out right now!"

*walks out door*

Spy Lady - "Were not in california!"

                                                                                 

:California:

Hello California!

On our way up,

we drove along a river called the Smith River.

I noticed a few swimming holes

and we promised ourselves that we would swim in one of them...

Rain or shine.

So we did... 

and on the only cloudy/cool day of our trip.

Jumping rock!

I had to wear Jeremy's wet suit.. and it did not fit very well...

So i hung out on the longboard as he swam.

A truck stopped on the bridge to take a look a this rare sight. 

But were in California now.

So its cool.

Oh! The sun came out!

Just meditating on a longboard in a river... you know.

Just everyday biz.

Right after we met Merlin and a couple of people from Portland.

He told us about the rocks he collects, his favorite is one of a guy smoking a joint.

Merlin was cool. 

He did this really crazy handshake swing dance move thing with me and went,

"You just got wizzed by the Wizz!"

Then kissed my hand.

It was interesting.

This dog was wearing designer sunglasses.

Dancing, dancing, and more dancing.

We initially went to this beef jerky stand, (which were ran by inbreds)

to buy elk jerky.

They did not have it. 

So we bought buffalo jerky and deer jerky.

And he said if we came back he would give us a free elk jerky.

Well we did. 

He apparently did not remember us. 

Jeremy trying to fold his mirror in 

so we can barely make it through this Giant drive through tree.

It was stuck.

So we had to back out.

I saw defeat in the Avenue of the Giants that day...

I realized i was starving because of my poor driving ability

and fidgetiness.

So we stopped quick before the sun went down

to eat our peppered salami with cheese on dinner rolls..

Luckily we stopped at the only spot that didn't have trees.

This is what we just so happened to catch before it was gone.

After driving through the most foggy, winding, narrow, and dark road of my life..

This is what we woke up to.

Surprisingly it was the cheapest camp site we stayed at.

And we had no idea where we were or what it looked like.

We woke up upon a cliff of the beautiful Northern California coast.

Another Bet.. 

I had to chug an Amp because i did not remember the song was by Mum.

1 Loss For Nikole

2 Losses for Jeremy

Stopped off on the 1 to check out the horses.

They do not trust humans.

I wouldn't either.

Cliff Cow.

One of the many bay towns.

We hit my aunts house just below San Francisco, then drove to Santa Cruz.

Thanks to a good friend of mine, who i like to call Merv...

He let us crash in his friends parking lot he was staying at for the night.

In the morning, Jeremy finally caught the first waves of the trip.

He was pretty ecstatic. 

We drove to Big Sur there after and stayed the night there.

A place where Blue jays will Eff a brother up. 

                                                                                            

Story time.

On the way up we stayed the night at the same camp ground we stayed at on the way down.. 

it was morning and i was fixing my hair..

When suddenly i hear some commotion...

The commotion was a blue jay that flew full speed into a rock right next to the van.

This broke his neck,

and as i had just turned to look,

i saw him flopping on the ground trying to get up.

Thats when another blue jay came flying down like a bullet and knocked him down again!

He then proceeded to peck at the obviously, almost dead blue jay.

4 more blue jays flew down and started chirping a chirp of war.

Thats when we were surrounded by all of the bluejays of the campground

and war was screaming from the trees.

That blue jay died.

No.

I meant to say MURDERED.

                                                                               

Surf was suppose to be no good in Big Sur this particular day...

So we started driving up the coast to hit the beach one last time

in hopes that it may be good.

We just so happened to look to our left. 

Finding the only decent place.

Which turned out to be the most amazing beach ever.

The waves got better and better throughout the day.

Very, very, very, very happy.

Roots of the flowers to the right.

Entrance to the secret spot.

The sky was beautiful all the way home.

Hello Grapevine

-Nikole