Monday, October 26, 2009

Party Time!






Went to a halloween party to meet up with my favorite AZ couple. It was a pretty great lil party-cool handmade dia de los muertos skulls, movie projecting on the back wall, good beer and a pool for our friends to skate. It's REALLY hard to take pics of people skating pools at night-the flash goes off at all the wrong times.

A Surprise

Made from an old pimento jar lid, cowrie shells, two real (dead) seahorses, a milagro heart I brought back from Mexico City and resin and magnet glued to the back. I forgot it at home so I can't send it out today. I made it for a "motosexual" that has a seahorse in a strange place.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Early Phoenix



16th st and Camelback-this is that Asian restaurant that they re-did a few years back. Check out the cool old 58 maybe 59? Thunderbird out front-woo wweeeee

A cool old Indian shop interior-I'd die if I went in here and saw all the turquoise they prob had

This Coffee Pot place was on 7th st and McDowell-pretty neat huh?


RAD old light posts across from the Valley Ho.
ton more pics here

Randoms..


My Ruby and Cat used to get along..see!


This jacket is bad.ass.
Me and Jazmines Mother in Mexico City.


This is a better pic of what we had to climb in Tepoztlan...Brian is on the left carrying Mateo all the way up and Jazmine carried Umani all the way up...and below is Jazmine and her Mother in Mexico City. Her Mother beat both of us up that mountain-crazy! She's 62?

If you want to hear THE funniest prank calls ever click here they are some my old roommates made. funny...but mean...but funny.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Holy Shit!



Item number: 390035754763 Rad vintage Mongolian jacket on Ebay.. or you could opt for this cool alternative at TopShop here

Oldies



i'm the lil blonde with the messy hair, my lil brother bj is in a dress in one scene and is pretending to smoke in the kitchen and my sister Cheryl is in the white tank. This was taken with old 8mm in the 70's



i'm the one that can't sit still and also pulled the dogs ear in the end. My lil brother is smoking a cig butt AGAIN in this one HAHA. My Dad made us that bench with his chainsaw-pretty rad.




this is what my crazy Chihuahua used to do to my cat when I lived on Wiletta.

Daily Heart On


Click on this skull one-it's pretty bad ass.

"A fakir or faqir is a Sufi, especially one who performs feats of endurance or apparent magic. Derived from faqr (Arabic: فقر‎, "poverty").[1]

In English, the term is often used to refer to Hindu ascetics (e.g., sadhus, gurus, swamis and yogis) as well as Sufi mystics. It can also be used pejoratively, to refer to a common street beggar who chants holy names, scriptures or verses. These broader idiomatic usages developed primarily in Mughal era India, where the term was injected into local idiom through the Persian-speaking courts of Muslim rulers. It has become a common Urdu and Hindi word for "beggar".

Many stereotypes of the great fakir exist, among the more extreme being the picture of a near-naked man effortlessly walking barefoot on burning coals, sitting or sleeping on a bed of nails, levitating during bouts of meditation, or "living on air" (refusing all food)." from wikipedia.. where else!?

Fakir shoes







I WANT these Current/Elliot jeans here the shoes/shirts are from the same website-so rad. I'm always looking for a good pair of black jeans. Esp since half my jeans no longer fit due to what my friend calls my "Fun Tank" (that translates to gut) It's not really that big but when you go from weighing 113 to 120 it's hard to fit in your old jeans. I've never been on a diet in my life. I am pretty hyper naturally so i've always been thin. This old age/gut stuff is KILLING ME! HA. I will get rid of this Koozie around my six pack!

Last night I woke myself up by saying "YES?" because I heard somebody whispering my name "ccccinnndddyyy" so freaky bcuz nobody was there. Then I kept hearing the garbage cans in the kitchen moving around and I thought for sure the Racoon that was in our storage room (the first Racoon I have ever seen in the 11 years of living in AZ) was in our kitchen scavenging. I woke up and snuck over there and nothing was in there. Either (A) i'm losing it or (B) our house is haunted. Our neighbors did tell us that the house was once a weird church and also had a group of weird people living in it (besides us haah)

"Blow smoke up your ASS!"

Ever wonder where that saying comes from? Well, here ya go! I know a few dudes that would prob love this for some "special" smoke. Esp some TX guys..

"Tobacco Smoke Enemas (1750s – 1810s)
The tobacco enema was used to infuse tobacco smoke into a patient’s rectum for various medical purposes, primarily the resuscitation of drowning victims. A rectal tube inserted into the anus was connected to a fumigator and bellows that forced the smoke towards the rectum. The warmth of the smoke was thought to promote respiration, but doubts about the credibility of tobacco enemas led to the popular phrase “blow smoke up one’s ass.”"

Slab Cindy, I mean City Riot

Slab City Riot 2009 / Nov 14th / www.biltwellinc.com/riot from Biltwell Inc. on Vimeo.



I stole the video from here If anybody is in the Phoenix area and needs anything brought out let me know. I can try to fit as much as I can in my lil Honda. All hot guys need apply.

I ordered some SX-70 film for my old Polaroid camera that I found at the thriftstore, now I just have to hope it actually works!! I can't wait to take pics

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Old Timers


a cool old flapper mask

stole this pic from Insurgency-Inc blog -so great.



Yikes!




"Mary Toft, the Rabbit Woman of Godalming [Guildford, Godliman], was a 25-year-old servant girl when she convinced several physicians, including the King of England’s surgeon, that she had given birth to rabbits. She craved a bit of fame and fortune, which she achieved, but her harebrained scheme was also rewarded with a short stay in prison awaiting prosecution for being "a vile Cheat and Impostor."*

Mary Toft's hoax happened in 1726, during the reign of King George I. Mrs. Toft had inserted the parts of several rabbits where no rabbit parts should ever be and summoned the local surgeon, John Howard. She feigned delivery and the astonished Howard was convinced he'd participated in a medical oddity worthy of widespread notification.

Eventually, King George sent his surgeon, Nathanael St. Andre, and Samuel Molyneux, an astronomer and secretary to the Prince of Wales, to investigate. In their interview with Mrs. Toft, she told them that before her misadventure with rabbit births she had had a strong craving for rabbit meat, she often dreamed of rabbits, and spent much time trying to catch them in the garden. She then repeated her variation on the rabbits-out-of-the-hat trick. St. Andre and Molyneux were so convinced of the worthiness of her effort that they did a scientific examination of one of the rabbit parts. A rabbit lung floated when placed in water. Thus, they concluded - though it is not clear why - that Mary was not tricking them.

Mary Toft's hoax didn't require much technique but it did require a bit of ingenuity. And, she must have been a pretty fair actress to have carried off her hoax. She kept up the lie even after she was brought to London, where large numbers of curiosity seekers camped outside her lodgings. Eventually, she confessed to her rabbit abuse and was imprisoned. The British Gazetteer reported on December 24, 1726:

A Prosecution is ordered to be carried on in the Court of King’s Bench, next Hillary Term, against Mary Toft of Godalmin, for an infamous Cheat and Imposture, in pretending to have brought forth 17 præter-natural Rabbits. She is still detained a Prisoner in Bridewell, where none but the Keeper’s Wife is permitted to go into the Room to deliver any thing to her; the infinite Crowds of People that resort to see her, not being suffered to approach her too near, and more especially her Husband, who is strictly search’d when he comes to the Prison.

However, after about four months in Bridewell, she was released without being prosecuted, a fact that brought joy to the heart of one of those who had believed in the rabbit births. This anonymous fellow wrote in The Craftsman in April 1727 that he was confident that Mary Toft's story was true because the authorities would not have released her "if there had been any reasonable Grounds to form a Prosecution against Her." " taken from The Skeptic's Dictionary There's also a lot more info on wikipedia here

Daily Heart On

from here

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

paul lekakis boom boom boom lets go back to my room

Do you guy's remember this song? HAHA.. I remember washing my parents car to it. Thinking I was sucha bad girl for listening to it.