Oldies.

This is my Dad's, Dad. He worked on the trains in Hibbing, MN area. That was their pet fawn Rusty. My Dad said that they raised it till it was an adult and tied a bell and a ribbon around it's neck so hunters wouldn't shoot it. Somebody shot it anyway. Sad.. He says he thinks it was the LaMear's (sp?) A family that never liked their family. There's even drama up in the woods in the middle of nowhere HA!

My Godfather Bruce's bug in MN.

Dwight, My lil bro BJ, Me and my Dad. You could say I grew up eating A LOT of venison.

My Parents.

My crazy Uncle Brian, Me in the blue panties, My Dad and Sister Cheryl. Looks like they were partying?

One of the only pics of my Dad as a baby. They were dirt poor living in the middle of nowhere in Hibbing, MN.

The back of this pic says "Me 1966, Morsman Clinic 3 am"

Dwight and my Dad.
There..that's my Fathers Day post. My Dad's on his way back to IL from Kentucky after picking up an old Falcon so I don't get to hangout with him.
Speaking of oldies-Check out this new Buddy Holly tribute album you can stream for free on NPR here

Dream Scenes.

I love wood floors that are painted white.

and the dark, but with lots of light.

Lot's of greenery would be swell as well

and more windows

finish it off with a teepee room to make s'mores, tell stories and listen to music in. Now If only I could figure out what to do with my life and what job i'd be good at and/or what I should go back to school for or what?!! So confused lately. My Mom keeps telling me i'm going to be homeless when I'm older and that I'm on a dead end road. I don't know why I have such a hard time with decisions. I'm getting too old to NOT have my shit together.
As Stevie Nicks says "I've Always Been a Storm"....

Stimulation.

Short Shorts.

via here

III

Remember Kids....

I found these pics on random tumblr's....I have a feeling whichever tumblr posted the 2nd one nabbed it originally from sex savages on wheels or gnarlitude???

Blitz.

Top pic stolen from The Vintagent and the bottom video nabbed via here
Hugo.... ooh meooowwww... dreamboat... la la la la la la. laaaaaaaa

MUSIC VIDEO RIDING SEPTEMBER from Hush on Vimeo.

Pulchritudinous-
pul·chri·tu·di·nous-[puhl-kri-tood-n-uhs, -tyood-]
–adjective
physically beautiful; comely.

Bang Bang

pic via this great naughty site here

I think Cher's version is the best but hearing it in Italian's pretty great as well. It was written by Sonny Bono if you care to hear it it's here

Abbey Lee by Tom Munro

One of my fav's...

Black and Peanut Butter.

Oh God.. I love this baking blog- Sprinkle Bakes This Peanut butter chocolate cake looks delicious.

Steve McCurry

Kayan women with neck rings, Myanmar(Burma), 1994 They are also known as "Giraffe Women"
photo by Steve McCurry-see more of his work here

I bet those leg pieces will be in fashion soon..

The little girls get their first neck ring around 5 years of age.
"Each coil is replaced with longer coil, as the weight of the brass pushes the collar bone down and compresses the Rib cage. Contrary to popular belief, the neck is not actually lengthened; the illusion of a stretched neck is created by the deformation of the Clavicle. Many ideas regarding why the coils are worn have been suggested, often formed by visiting, who have hypothesized that the rings protected women from becoming slaves by making them less attractive to other tribes. Contrastingly it has been theorised that the coils originate from the desire to look more attractive by exaggerating sexual dimorphism, as women have more slender necks than men. It has also been suggested that the coils give the women resemblance to a dragon, an important figure in Kayan folklore.The coils might be meant to protect from Tiger bites, perhaps literally, but probably symbolically,Many women have removed the rings for medical examinations. Most women prefer to wear the rings once their necks are elongated, as their necks and collar bones are often bruised and discolored from being hidden behind brass for so long. Additionally, the collar feels like an integral part of the body after ten or more years of continuous wear." via wikipedia..

Woah.

The views... the sidecar! AWESOME.

“Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worse, returned. But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.”

—	Sigmund Freud

King of Beers.

A few years ago I made a skirt out of a big ol' budweiser shirt.. I also have this great tank top that I just changed up a bit. I wont wear them together-GOD NO! Ok, maybe if I go to the lake or something I will.

This is Hernon. I met him along with my other friends from Mexico City that came up for the El Diablo Run. Hernon gave me the shirt below right off of his back. I guess I resembled the girl on it and he thought I should have it. Maybe it was just the Tequila messing with his head? Either way, his whole crew was super cool.

Randoms.

I asked my Dad if he had a "K" emblem laying around. He told me to dig thru this crate he has full of emblem's and I was only able to find a tiny K from a crappy skylark emblem. I have the F, S and I wanted a K but I might have to keep looking.

My San Marzano tomatoes that I planted from seed are coming around.

Chi Chi and the monster Sophie. She nearly bit my finger off when I gave her a piece of broccoli today.
I made Fettucine Alfredo with Chicken and Broccoli with a small salad on the side for myself for dinner tonight. There's so much left I will be eating it for the next 3 days. My dessert is a pint of Ben & Jerry's "Clusterfluff" ice cream (I wont eat the whole thing). I wish I lived closer to my friends or that my friends would make the 20-25 mile trek out to my house once in a while. Virginia's the only person to come hangout on the west side with me, thanks V!!! The fun thing about being home alone is listening to music really loud and walking around in your underwear!!!

Today I spent a good 3 hours cleaning my car. It's SUPER hard getting dog hair out of a car's interior and after vacuuming for 2 hours I almost got it all out. My car looks new again. It's only a 2009 but it was starting to look like a 1982 car that belonged to a dirty ass pig.

Hello Clitty.

Did you know that the guy in this photo's tattoos are 100% real? So wild..His name is Rick Genest

Love the black leather jacket.. *sigh*