Peelander ZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

So last night, Alex, his sister Laura, and I all go to the 30th annual Tropical Heatwave Music Festival in Ybor City and definitely the stand out group of the night was a Japanese band called Peelander-Z.

To start, each member of the band was color coded with all their instruments and gear. For example, the bassist wore tight, tight, red, leopard print pants that went along with his dyed red hair and jacket. During the first song, Peelander Red stuck his foot out into the crowd (or more at Alex to be precise) and indicated that he wanted it to be supported along with the other so he could rock out a bass solo while standing on the audience. My position was located directly beneath his groin. He then crowdsurfed back to the stage.

The rest of the show consisted bringing fans up on stage give them bowls to bang together, a crowdwide game of Limbo, and something called "People Bowling".

They sang songs about tacos, ice cream, and a very mad tiger. It was such an awesome big time show in this tiny venue and EVERYONE up in there was rocking out.

I suggest you check them out.

Peelanders Black, Yellow, Green, Red, and Pink

Unknown Assailant

I bruise very easily. At least on my legs. I don't know where most of these bruises come from.

My boyfriend claims he sedates me and then beats me while I'm sleeping, but I know the truth.... I HAVE SUPER POWERS.

I also figure my ability not to feel pain at certain moments is counterbalanced by feeling an excruciating amount of pain for the littlest things like walking through the woods with flip-flops on. I feel every scratch and tear.

Maybe once my crazy level goes down, I'll learn how to control my powers for good.

I know this post isn't very good, but I figure I better get one out before I forget about this blog thing altogether.

For your enjoyment...

Devil Child's Second Birthday

On February 21st, 2009, my niece Eden was born. Two years of diapers, screaming, and cartoon repeats later, we celebrated her second birthday.


We started out by blowing up birthday balloons while Eden took a pre-celebratory nap. When she awoke she immediately new something was different because of all the latex spheres about.

Princess Eden

We then proceeded to grill burgers, making Eden a tiny one that she could wrap her little claws around. The came the presents. Eden's parents, being giant geeks, got her a mini pink laptop. Although the laptop had many educational games, Eden was most proficient at turning it on and off, making the onscreen squirrel say "Goodbye!" over and over again until you wanted to squeeze its little rodent neck til its eyes popped out like a stress doll.

A geek is born

Next came the cake. German chocolate cake out of the box, made and decorated by my mother, who came down all the way from Oregon for the occasion. We had to help Eden blow out the candles a bit, but she got the basic concept.

All and all, it was a pretty successful day. Eden seemed to enjoy the attention, and the rest of us enjoyed the cake. I leave you with this little epilogue of a picture:

Eden whacking me in the leg with her mechanical tube arm

Mall Elevator

Lately, I've been spending a good portion of my time in malls and department stores with my sister and her child. While carting around the gargantuan stroller for said child, we were forced to take the elevator to get from one floor to another. After a few trips, I began to notice something; there were floor one and two buttons on the button panel, but the store only has two floors. I thought to myself, Why do they need two buttons? It's not like someone on the first floor would press Floor One, or someone on the second floor would press Floor Two.

As this thought began to irk me more and more, I came up with an idea. Instead of this:

They could have this:

I mean, they only have one button on the outside, why have more than one on the inside?