Wednesday, June 09, 2010

Pit stop

The good news is I'm on my way to visit CP in Huntsville. The bad news is someone started to die on the flight. We took a detour in Memphis and now we're still waiting. I'll keep you posted. Or I won't. Just a heads up.

UPDATE: the dude had asthma. Nerd.

UPDATE 2: on standby for an over-sold flight. At least I look good AND I'm comfortable. If I don't get on, I'll have to stay the night in the Best Western Airport East Hotel ATL. Let's hope it doesn't resort to that.

UPDATE 3: I am at the hotel. Boooo.

UPDATE 4 (and final): I made it to Huntsville and it's beautiful.

- Posted from dPhone

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

It's coming

7:00 pm.
May 22nd.
Avila Beach.
Bonfire and debauchery.

The man, the legend, the dood behind these bitchen posters: James Edmondson.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Cinco de Crumb.

It was Crumb's golden year this year. 05/05/05 turning 5. Good job him. He made it this long without me running him over. Too soon... ALWAYS MOTHER F*****S!


So without further adieu, Crumbapolooza--

Crumb relaxing:

Crumb hanging out with friends:

Crumb enjoying a stogy, aka bull wiener...:

And, as always, Crumb bushed from a hard day's fun!:

I love you Crumbothy Danger Moore!

You're the bomb, and an awesome friend.

My mom got a helicopter stuck in her head.

It was hilarious.

Not as much to her as it was to me and Pops.

Again, super funny, but simultaneously tragic.
No, only tragic.
Not funny at all...

I turned 24

And like Jack Bauer I took matters into my own hands.

(Beached baby seal)

I save some sea wild life.

Took my pug on a walk.

Made my own dessert.

Injected that shit with some filling.

Renamed NASA. You thought it wasn't possible, it is. Boom.

Note: I do not even watch 24. I just let Courtney talk to me about it 24/7, so I basically watch it.
Second Note: My friend Jasmine made me this NASA poster last year, but I'm still super stoked on it, so it's going to go up every year until NASA gets the hint.

Cookie and Crumb

Milo and Otis ain't got shit on my dog and his second best friend.

Me being his first best friend, doy.

That's me petting his ears, not forcing him to look at a camera.

- Posted from dPhone

Friday, April 09, 2010

Uh oh.

I need a new black eye shadow. This one's cursed.

Tell me that doesn't look like a skull. You can't. My eyeshadow is possesed by a dead baby or perhaps a sloth.

- Posted from dPhone

Thursday, April 01, 2010

Spring had sprung

And it looks good.

At the risk of sounding douchey, the smell of jasmines really do bring me back to my Arabian nights.

- Posted from dPhone

How I spend my time at work 3

Data entry

Custom House in Avila has this special where you get a free meal on your birthday month. So when the birthday specials get used, I input them into the database. I get to see their address, birthday, and even what they ordered. Most of the names are boring, but some are not:

You've got to be joking me right?!

But no, this dude turned like 50 and ordered like a steak and wine.

Word to the wise, if your name is Richard Caddy, do not go by Dick.

How I spend my time at work 2


Quick background- we have a dishwasher. There is no set cleaning schedule. So on occasion, you don't know if the dishes are dirty or clean. Here was my solution.

With the help of my beautiful assistant/apprentice, Larissa from the Compass Health, Inc. Art Department (that's the Inc. part of Compass Health), I made some handy dishwasher labels.

(Front, or really back)

(Back, or could be front)

These were the prototypes before I acquired Larissa's expertise.
Because nothing says dirty like Old English lettering, and nothing says clean like cursive.

How I spend my time at work 1

Making rubber band balls.

So anyone who has ever made a rubber band ball knows, it is a long and patient process. I started this ball with ONE tiny rubber band. Be impressed. And this is it's progress at Day 2 weeks or something. There are probably like 30 rubber bands in there. I actually have no idea, and am notoriously awful at estimating, but just stop. Let yourself be impressed. I included the .5 mechanical pencil for a little perspective.

Here's the ball as of March 29th. I used a clip this time to show perspective. Boom, way bigger.

Okay, so it was the small clip. Still, just be impressed. They are hard to start. It is very similar to a gum wad. It's just not going to grow over night.

- Posted from dPhone

Crumb ate a gopher

And I've never been prouder. And like a good little boy watching his girlish figure, he purged that shit up. Look I don't know how many calories a gopher is, but better safe than sorry if you ask me. Oh bulimia jokes. Never get old. Anyway, even if he wasn't battling his own inner demons, I don't think his little tummy could handle digesting the skull of this miniature mole-like mammal. Plus, like they always say, better the skull come out the front than out the back. They don't always say that, but I'm sure it is easier to vomit a cranium that poo one out. Like the opposite of an arrow. Do not push it through!

As you can see if you look closely, this is the little punks head, complete with eye and extra throw-up.

What, not enough? What, you want more?

I had to quit. I was about to ralph a rodent myself.

Geocaching with Jerm

Don't know what geocaching is? That's fine. I'll help you figure it out. Just go to this link: and type in "what is geocaching?"

Still don't know? Here are some pictorial clues:

1) He's looking for something....

2) That's obviously the wrong place.

3) We've found something.

4) Success!

The real success was Jeremy wearing cargo, sorry caching, pants. And as always, my Huckleberry Finn shorts.

Beach day with baby and friends.

This kid sure knows how to chill...

But he also knows how to party.

- Posted from dPhone

Another sign of a good weekend

Thinking this is super funny.

Phone in to-go container.

- Posted from dPhone

Sign of a good weekend.

She got bruised, I got a bad nights rest and a straw stuck up my vag.

Uh Grace, battered women of America called, they want their arm back.

And also Grace, good job on remembering how you got the bruise..... Not!

On another note, thank you me for the 90s jokes.

- Posted from dPhone

Tsunami warning in Pismo.

Watch out Pier Gifts.

Note: this picture is kinda old.
I just can't help but live a good natural disaster though.

- Posted from dPhone

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Baby C is still way sick!

Getting stoked about the moon at such an early age!

Being fearless on a fence.

Already too cool for his own age. (I assure you that can is empty. By me. Not him.)

Being Cuter than a Who from Whoville.

Looking like an adopted baby from China.

- Posted from dPhone

Thursday, February 04, 2010

The Amazing Moores

My dad and I are applying to be on The Amazing Race. It's his favorite show, and after he came and visited me in the Middies, I was convinced we could do well! I can calm him down when we are in chaos, and he can carry my crap when I'm being fragile. Both of us are analytical, adept, love adventure (life is such), and with enough effort and good luck, I think we could get pretty far.

The process to apply wasn't that hard, but we took it seriously. We had to each complete a 13 page application, a recent photo of the two of us, individual passport sized headshots, proof of passports, and my favorite slash the pain in my butt, a 3 minute video explaining, with personality, why we should be on The Amazing Race ON DVD.

This was all due together in El Segundo, CA by 5pm tomorrow. I had to overnight it this afternoon. Now we wait and pray. If we don't make it to be a semi finalist, we can't ever apply again, at least together not as the same team. So wish us luck! Or let's start making out own video as teammates, because I am getting on this show!

Shasha's in the army again

As of January 30th, Shasha is back in the Army.

The deets I know:
  • Right now she is in South Carolina in some Southern Carolinian city for 25 or so days.
  • Then she is going to Knoxville, Tennessee. Apparently that isn't just Jackass's name, but a city as well.
  • In Knoxville she will train and prepare to leave for Afghanistan or Iraq. Also she will attempt to steal my best friend.
  • There is a slight possibility that she will be stationed in Knoxville instead of leaving overseas. Enshallah.
  • She is supposed to be gone for 400 days, with 2 periods of leave in between.
  • Christian is here with me, mom, and dad. He goes to day care, 2.3 days a week.
  • She is doing well enough. But she misses home. Of course.