the same clothes

i just bought a new vanity,
to save my sanity.

because my old one was old,
it was full of mold.

i took out the old one,
and opened the new one.

found out it’s broke’
and missing it’s parts.

now i have no sink.

It’s been so long that I forgot the webpage to log into my site. Now that I’ve remembered, I can write about some stuff. moron drivers, and something I’ve forgotten about already.

moron drivers
If you are unfortunate enough to have to drive up or down a mountain on a traffic day, please adhere to these simple common courtesty driving etiquettes.

1. Try your best to drive the speed limit, not 15 mph under. You might be unintentionally holding up traffic because you’re not…
2. USING YOUR MIRRORS. If you see a car behind you, and it’s been behind you for a while, it means you should…
3. USE THE TURNOUTS. USE OPEN SHOULDERS TO LET PEOPLE PASS. Pull over damn it! Chances are there is more than one car behind you and they’re all having to drive 15 mph slower because of your slow driving. There is nothing wrong, shameful, or bad about pulling over. It’s a nice driving courtesy. Another driving courtesy is…
4. DON’T SPEED UP IN THE PASSING LANE. EVERYONE does this, and I don’t know if they mean to or not, but it makes the passing car work a lot harder to pass your slow ass because you’re actually speeding up. Let people pass you! This also correlates to
5. Not turning on a main road if you see a car coming, and you know you’re going to be driving slow! This just holds up more traffic.

I know you all know what I’m talking about because you’ve all seen it. You’re driving up the mountain and there’s no one in the oncoming traffic lane. Then all of a sudden you see a moron driver with 20 cars following it. You think to yourself, man, that sucks for all those cars stuck behind that slow driver.

Anyways, I think the cause of all the traffic problems is that drivers are unaware of their surroundings. So please try using your mirrors more! You might even see the cop driving behind you that’s gonna pull you over in 5 min!

Here is some driving etiquette I picked up from European driving that I find very courteous and efficient.

- Drive in the fast lane (far left lane) ONLY to pass. After you’ve passed, move back over to the right lane(s). Italian police actually give out tickets to drivers who cruise in the fast lane too long.

- High beaming people is not rude, it’s just to wake you up from sleeping while driving. Wake up and use your mirrors damn it.

- Using your left signal while passing on the left lets the person know behind you that you are just in the fast lane to pass. You’ll be getting out of it right after you pass the car immediately to your right.

U.S. driving doesn’t really understand this, so if you do any of the above people might look at you weird, or might be so kind as to give you the finger and shout something profane. Oh well, you should say. At least you’re trying to make driving more efficient and safer. I applaud you.

Here’s a picture of the sunset driving down from Spooner. THE BEST view driving into Tahoe I’ve found thus far. I always try to time my return into Tahoe around sunset time, and this night it was PERFECT. Enjoy.

I was actually productive today. It sucks my weekends are not really weekends for two reasons, it falls on a Tuessday and Wednesday, and, I am really starting to pick up on the upgrading work around the motel. At least I”m making headway, and I’m hoping tomorrow goes really well and I hook some contractors to actually do some work. It seems things are finally falling into place… and I’m wondering why it took so long.

Anyway today’s interesting highlight is me getting locked out of my place. I had taken my key off my keychain so I could lock the door and walk around the house with the contractors, neighbors, BMP’s, etc all day so I didn’t have to carry a huge chain in my pocket. At around 5, I got hungry so I went to the grocery store, bought some food, and as I was walking out of the store and grabbed my keys, I horrifically realized I didn’t have my house key. Shit. Nor did I have my phone. Double shit. I drove back home, ate my sandwich in my car, and headed over to see my neighbors. I borrowed their phone and called my management company but they had to look and call me back, so while I waited, I was introduced to this guy who said on the down low he could pick locks. So I asked him if he could come over and pick my lock so I could get inside. He said sure, and we went back to my place. He looks around the house, and says yeah I can get in. This window is easy to get inside. I just need a screwdriver. Well, it turns out he’s an ex-con. A real nice and honest guy though. Anway, by unscrewing three screws my window popped open and I climbed in. It took all of two minutes!!! Man I need to get some new windows even sooner than I thought! Anyway, thanks to him, I avoided paying a lot of money for a locksmith after hours, and I got an offer for him to safe proof my house later. What an evening!

Here’s a picture of a Vancouver sunrise..

last night or this morning, or whatever, i dreamt that my sister had bought me a plane ticket to portugal but at the same time i had to work the next day.  she kept convincing me I had to go, and she’d planned it for a long time, but she had only given the the ticket the day of.  I’d only be able to spend like 3 hours there, and including security checkins it would only amount to an hour.  it was really a tight squeeze, but i ended up leaving at the last minute on my 7 hour flight and arrived in Paris somehow, not Lisbon, and it became my mission to buy new plates/dishes for my bar, and get back to the airport within 2 hours so I could take the 7 hour flight back home and make it to work on time.  but instead of 100% looking for these dishes/plates/cups, I kept looking for my parisian friends so I could say hi.  And then I forgot what happened and I dont know if I ever got the dishes, saw my friends or made it back to work on time.  :-/

I’m having trouble adjusting to working swing, and so here I am at 3 in the morning writing a blog. Tonight I somehow started looking up reviews on google and yelp for places I’ve worked in Tahoe. Here are some of the excerpts I’d like to share. I bolded keywords for you because like the title of this post, this is about narcissism.

About Friday’s Station:

“…The specialty cocktail menu is amazing also. Stop in the bar and have a chat with one their really personable bartenders. They’re great and they’ll whip you up a super fancy martini that tastes incredible. Their wine list is amazing as well, though the wine’s by the glass could use a step up, the bottles are impressive.”

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About Heavenly: (my favorites are the last ones)

“…But, they do have nice long trails, and the ski bum staff are all very nice.”

“…It’s a huge resort.. Not sure if I have the desire to come back here again because it’s so expensive compared to other resorts. Plus one star for having a large and very visible number of staff, who you can bug with questions….they were all very nice.”

“…boo on the ski lifts! but the runs here are long and easy, if you find the right ones. the boys who work here are also hot.”

“…Oh and another thing, the people at the bottom of the Gondola at the Heavenly Rentals SUCK! They were not accomodating at ALL and pretty much acted like I was wasting their time by asking to get fitted for boots and skis. I thought maybe a few of them might be having a bad day but they were like that all weekend. Maybe they were just all really hungover…”

my piercing closed up quite a bit after just 4 days of having it out. i tried putting it back in tonight but it started bleeding, nasty huh, so i just left it out. oh well, there goes 9 months of not sleeping on my left ear.

and… that’s all i feel like writing for now. look at my photo blog, i went to sand harbor with jen and drew the other weekend, and it was nice.

to finish, here’s a random picture I took while trying to burn up all my unburnable wood.

…Warn your warmth to turn away
Here it’s December, everyday.
Press your lips to the sculptures, and surely you’ll stay…

So, I am once again unemployed. I went to bed on Saturday night and I did not set my alarm. I woke up around 11am on Sunday, warm as a bug, and my first thought was that I was waking up on a Saturday morning back in Moraga, sun shining on my face, back when I had my own room and my parents were cooking breakfast. It was a great feeling, until I opened my eyes and realized I was in my tiny room in Lake Tahoe! With the season ending and everyone going home, it’s been quite a party scene this past week. I haven’t drank this much in a while or so consistently (sorry mom). I’ve also been shooting a lot of pictures, tried to do some HDR work but I need a tripod for my next in-field shoot because CS2 coudln’t align my images correctly. I’ve been trying to find some cool places to get some cool tahoe shots. Hopefully I’ll get some soon.

Here’s one of my cool grandma

So I’m at this point in my life, again, where I have no idea what I’m going to be doing within the next 6 months. I have ideas, some ideas are closer to reality than others, but still ideas nontheless, and it’s driving me crazy. It’s making time go by so slow because everyday I don’t know what I’ll be doing and can’t plan ahead. I think my best option right now is to take advantage of time being so slow and push more of my ideas closer to happening so that I’ll have even more options once Heavenly is done. Hmm, I think I think too much.

Anyway, here’s a picture of the coolest 5 year old. His name is Jonny, he’s from London, and is really funny. I had him on the first day as a Level 1 and he did pretty well. We had so much fun, and aside that we had pretty much the same name, kind of connected. For the next 4 days whenever he’d see me, he’s call out Jon! and then give me a huge thumbs up. It was very cute and funny because I’d be 150 feet away and I’d hear this “Jon!” and look to see this little dude in a red, snow jumpsuit giving me the thumbs up.

What made him the funniest though, was on the Gondola ride down, somehow I started giving them math problems, and Jonny was doing them on his hand, counting in an English accent. I’d ask what’s 2 + 2? And he’d put up two fingers on each hand and say, Two, plus Two more, is.. (counting each finger) one, two, three, four! I kept going, 2+4, 4+4, and then I thought ti would be funny to see what 5+6 was… he put 5 fingers up, and then the other five, sat there for a second, then put down 4 fingers and showed a thumb, then switched hands, made a look of confusion, switched back, then put all his fingers up again, and said, well, it must be ten! HAHA the funniest thing a kid’s ever done, I couldn’t stop laughing the whole rest of the way down the gondola. Simply the best.

It really makes people go crazy, but just a little bit. I had this conversation with Sylvain last summer about this and I was arguing the opposing side to this theory. But now I am switching sides and think that this full moon business has some merit… Everything is a little off, people think a little differently and maybe take a few more risks, which leads to just a little more craziness.

So I didn’t post any pictures in my last post because I got too lazy and I still haven’t uploaded them. Anyway, here’s one. I had awesome mountain cruisers last week and we skiied real hard. At the end of the day I left them next to a tree so I could run into the white yurt to grab our jackets. When I came back out, all of them had somehow found a way to fall (this is flat ground btw) into the huge hole! It was totally on purpose and so incredibly hilarious that I had to take a picture.

Sid had this link up, and I tried it, and it is really cool. Try it. It got pretty close…