RUBIKS SOLVED

Epic moment. 

2:54 am Tuesday morning.

Rubiks Cube solved.

There are no words to express my joy.

Did I mention change??

No I'm not that conceited.. I just thought it would be super fun to do a video instead of just one picture. And yes, it is done with that little camera built into my Mac. You know you love it.

Anyways. I spoke in my last blog about my bangs. And I told Canis that when I got my new haircut I would post pictures. Well, I got my haircut about a week and a half ago, but I just now finished cutting my own bangs to what I like. I mean, Tree (my hairstylist, of course) cut them the way I asked her too, but then Kels and Kate said that they weren't short enough, not enough of a change. And you know me - gots to have that change. So I began by cutting the then-long-side-bangs, into shorter-side-bangs. I have now finished with fully-straight-across-bangs, as seen in slideshow.

Down to the Minute Update: Aaron Phillips - brother Phillips, AP - just told me that I could link my blog to my facebook, so that whenever I post a new blog it will automatically show up on my facebook wall. I was excited until I thought about this blog showing up there. I declined this application addition on the sole ridiculous-ness of this post. 

The Look

So I just spent the last hour or so (I'm rounding down, because if I really said two hours I would feel like a complete loser with no life, instead of only a semi-loser who sometimes has something to do) changing The Look of my blog. 

I know that you gasped with delight when you first saw it, no need to comment and tell me so, and that is precisely why I took this time out of my day to give it a makeover. I'm one of those people that likes change. In high school, I rearranged my room about once a month because I liked the different scenery. My hair has been red, blonde, nearly black, and dark brown. Not blue yet - I wish. I now have bangs. I haven't lived in the same place for more than 6 months in almost 4 years. When I move out in July, this last stay will have lasted 2 whole months. My favorite song usually lasts about two weeks - though its been Bridge Over Troubled Water for three now. Feel free to applaud.

Okay, enough about change. I'm wearing the same shirt I wore last night. Point for consistency.

What's the worst that could happen?

Kelsey left Tuesday morning to go home for a couple days so I have been alone on the sailboat during this time. Let me say that its not as fun by yourself. Explanation.

One night I climb into bed after the journey to the bathroom, about 100 feet away up the dock. It's like camping. Well, anyways, I close up shop - meaning I put the puzzle pieces that are our door together and close the hatch. I'm snug, I'm safe, and so, as I said, I climb into bed.

Laying there I realize the boat is shaking. Now it's not the gentle rocking back and forth of the tide, no. It is a 8.0 earthquake in my mind, so that something is dreadfully wrong. Suddenly I can almost see the 5 story apartment buildings to my right crumble to the ground, thereby falling into the harbor and causing a tidal wave that engulfs my little boat. Of course, the hatch is closed, the puzzle door secure, so I drown inside my home that I can't escape from. 

Okay, okay. So there was no earthquake and the apartment buildings are still standing and I am still alive. But I'm still lying there and can still feel the shaking. So I sit up and look around me. There's an orange light on our control panel flashing. As we have no engine and the battery is dead this light is rather alarming. It's not flashing regularly, but erratically and suspiciously. The shaking of the boat gets worse and I know there's a gasoline leak of some kind that gets ignited by an electric current running from the dock to the boat and I am engulfed in an explosion so big that it can be seen by people in downtown LA.

When this doesn't happen I get up to check out the light and decide to switch it off. The fridge stops working. It's our electricity coming from the dock plug. No battery or engine needed for it. I climb back into bed only to realize that it is neither the boat nor the ground that is shaking, but me. 

So, I survived the night. Barely. My imagination often gets the better of me. I'm a worst case scenario thinker. You'd think after 22 years of dealing with this I would be able to write off the stories as pure fiction in my head. I cannot. 

Well, that's it for scary stories with Mindy. Tune in next time. That is, if I don't get kidnapped by the nice-looking elderly couple out for a stroll on the boardwalk - I'm sure my imagination could make it happen.

RAS

RAS

Kelsey and Jeff and their pants

one day got lost in France.

It was right in the middle,

which is far from little.

So they both decided to dance.

Said Jeff to Kelsey "this rocks!

I can't believe this comes in a box.

Why don't we have a drink,

cause underwater the fish don't stink."

So drink they did while wearing socks.

Said Kelsey to Jeff "let us pause...

we must be here for a cause.

Let's run in the air

'til we make sure we're there.

RAS RAS RAS RAS RAS RAS RAS RAS."

In response: "What a wonderful plan" said he.

"Let's set all the captives free,

then go live on a boat

that don't run but floats,

and we'll never go out to sea."

So this plan they carried out not by chance

when they found they'd been stuck in France.

They broke all the laws,

(they could cause their Ras)

And all of it done without Lance. 

One day if you hear of a story,

that's neither gruesome, grimsome, nor gory,

but it puts you in a trance

beware the middle of France

And remember Kelsey and Jeff and their glory.

Poem inspired by, and dedicated to, none other than my Ras friends Kelsey and Jeff.

Finally Sailboat.

So my captain, Kelsey, just started a blog yesterday and will get upset if I don't tell you all that she was going to put pictures of the sailboat first...

...though I have been planning on doing it since we moved here, I just haven't because my camera is temperamental. That's beside the point, of course. So to keep tension down, here is an official statement: "I am copying Kelsey Le

e Phillips as I post the following pictures." 

(The statement "beside the point" is an interesting one indeed - I really like it. Think about it a little, swish it around. I have this picture of me physically standing next to a huge dot, and the dot is what is the real discussion, but I choose to remain beside it.)

And now for your viewing pleasure.

Hi-Flier

Sailboat

Summer 09

Marina Del Rey

Ze boat - ta da!! I know it's a little rough around the edges but I love it.