Sriracha Slutasticness

Well we all know that there are many condiments to choose from to add deliciousness to our lives and meals.

Mayo, mustard, ketchup, hot sauce, BBQ sauce, relish, soy sauce, vegemite, etc.

I would like to state that Sriracha is hands down the best choice amongst all condiments available to man kind as of my present day knowledge.

It may also be the most versitile condiment as far as I have seen to date. I use this fancy sauce on eggs, sandwiches, mac n cheese, soup, pizza, basically everything I eat taste something like Sriracha with a something else.

 

My latest Sriracha slut combo is adding this magic sauce to Top Ramen with various goodies that I have in my fridge and BAM you have the poor mans pho. I suppose if you are really down in the dumps and have even less baht than I do you could use grass to substitute the leaves that go into pho but lets try to be civilized here folks.

Thank you sriracha for making everything taste so fantatic!

Some little jams I've been digging on

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsYyibXQC-A

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EhUZzDA7qX8

 

 

 

ANNNNNNNND my latest obsession Adriatique!! These guys are so fuckin chic and I luff them! 

 

https://soundcloud.com/#search?q=adriatique

 

 

 



GOBAMA!

 

 OBAMA FOR THE WIN! A to the motherfuckin MEN!

And Dog Bless 'Merica!

Boomshakalaka!

(What a stud!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So.. I voted for the first time and I think it was a great experience considering I didn't have to wait in line for 4 hours, be subjected to the masses of psychos strolling about the poll areas, take time out of my busy schedule to do anything other than color in some boxes, and just threw that precious little envelope in the mail and walla I voted and shiz.

Thank dog that I still have control over my lady parts and I feel more patriotic then ever before! And I guess I can also smoke pot legally now too, pfewwwww!

 

So that happened :)

 

 

 

I also booked a little get away to Hawaii with my ninja RaeLae. RaeLae is wonderful and we have the best times ever together.  We are going on a surfing, hiking, adventure excurssion. So I'm pretty jazzed about this due to the simple fact that I have been trying to book an exotic surf trip for many moons. I have been to Hawaii before but I was a wee lass and don't really remember much besides the waterfalls, pineapple sundaes, where I started my infatuation for bread pudding, bronzin on the beach, getting a terrible high-light job on my weave, a lot of hanging loose and some snorkeling of course. This time around I think it will be a real hit to say the least, we're geared up to get real Point Break on this betch!

 

I also have a sentimental, memorial mission to accomplish while in the land of Luau and pork and grass skirts. My Poppy, a man very fond of Hawaiian life and culture, passed away last year. He would always spread his love through his words of "stay loose." I unfortunately was unable to make it to his funeral and feel a bit unsettled about it. So my mission is to spread a bit of his ashes into the sea/mountains while I'm on the beautiful island of Oahu to have a little of him left in his favorite land.

 

 

 

 Peace, Love, and Free Birth Control ya'll xoxoxo

 

 

And of course the jam of the jam collections and a little festive too mabes, YUM YUM!

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ytIfSuy_mOA

 

I LAlalalalalal LOVE LA

LA was a great success, as I knew it would be.

I want to live there right meow!

I had the pleasure of visiting with a great friend and his pup aka my nephew.

We went for a hike up to the Hollywood sign.

Went to the Santa Monica Pier and Venice Beach.



Met some rad folks.

 

 

Went to the craziest fucking party I have ever attended in my life at the Exchange night club. Saw some absolutely mind blow -me- out- of- the- water music.

Damian Lazarus at Exchange @ 3:45 a.m.

And of course polished off the weekend at the Standard Rooftop hotel where I FINALLY got to meet Mr.Lee Foss of Hot Natured and nurse my nasty hangover with $14 bloody mary's. He's a real gem to say the least and even gave me a little peck on the cheek to top off the evening which basically made my life and made me want to have his babies.

 

 

Here's a little preview of the magic that happened

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sn6_FGytgcQ&feature=share

 

 

And here is the full recap of the day party at The Standard  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fA4aIN5h3NM&feature=autoplay&list=UUqm5oYeaYhVOOOQwFpO7uwQ&playnext=2

Then I left and the day party and became depressed immediately.

Got a ride to LAX at 3:00a.m. after sleeping for 2 hours.. sat at the airport til 5:30 when they casually decided to open.. tried to bring my carry-on back on the plane but it wouldn't fit so I had to make the obese woman behind me with a carry-on cat meowing to the high heavens back up about three rows which stalled the whole boarding process for 30 minutes.

 

Got into a minor altercation with the asshole-bitch-diva flight attendent that then ripped my bag from my paws and gave me a nasty look. He checked my bag. I waited at baggage claim for 45 minutes, went straight to work an hour and 15 minutes late and I have been in an internet k-hole since.

 

 

 

My travel bug is back and back in full force. I'm planning a quick weekend get away with my boo boo to Aspen since the fall is.. here. Headed to Portland to visit mi amigo in a month and maybe wear flannel the entire time. Head back to the motherland in Novemeber followed by Mexico and San Fran for New Years. Life is bueno my friends, go live the shit out of it!

 

I'm On a boat and Off the market

Sailing is apparently a sport. A sport where you are actually sore from sitting and jumping off the boat, holding on for dear life, cuts, bruise, scratches, and of course slamming down cocktails. I felt like I had the work out of a life time after the first day of sailing, and I did actually sail the damn boat!! I don't really remember all of the cruise but I know it certainly is no easy task, there are ropes and devices, and you have to really pay attention to everything.. there really isn't dull or boring moment when the wind is blowing. After an absolutely amazing, fantastic, fun, debaucherous weekend at Lake McConaughy I thought it would be in my best interest to get my lazy derrière back into nature and go on a hike. 

So as usual I headed South to Chataqua park where I normally do a 4-7 mile loop depending on the weather and of course my mental/physical state on that day. My condition was tired but I mustered up the mental strength to drive there and get out my car. I trudged along and after about mile 2 I looked up and noticed I was in a stare off with a brown bear about 15 feet away from me. I froze and pretended to be dead standing up. One thing to know about me is that I am terrified of wild life, you never know what they are going to do and they are usually always animals that can probably kill you, for example Im really scared of horses. 

beast 

After about 39.6 seconds the little bear run off but I had a creeping suspicion that the mama bear was somewhere close so I turned right around and gingerly/feverishly, looking back every few seconds to make sure I wasn't going to be pummeled to my death by the mama bear, went back to my car. The other little tid bit is that for some crazy, wild, insane reason I thought that bears were attracted to women while OTR.. Ill you figure that one out if you don't know what it means. So I decided to do a little research:

http://scientopia.org/blogs/scicurious/2012/02/03/friday-weird-science-does-your-menstrual-blood-attract-bears/

Welllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll...........................

I'm officially un-single/off the market once again my friends!

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd.... I'm pretty happy about it!

After spending many hours concocting exciting cocktails, motorcycling into the sunset, pooling, sailing, hiking, cliff diving, and bopping around the bubble it became inevitable that we were in fact a couple, dating, together, boyfren & girlfren. He's awesome and hot and amazing and we have so so so so much fun together. Yay!

Crazy coozies

Vegemite Cocktail

Tasting Vegemite Cocktail

Mustard tasting

And the jam of the week is:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8bdeizHM9OU

See ya when I get back from the windy city of angel dust xx

Stopping to breathe again

The past few months have been fantastic!! I've been really enjoying the shit out of my life.  I've been loving every minute of the summer and taking in lots of sunshine through my new hobby known as "pooling." I have manifested a local pool about 5 blocks away from my house. My new/old friend gave me the key to his pool one day and of course I managed not only to lock myself out but also IN the pool area that is completely fenced in with a key lock to get in and out of the pool.  Due to the fact that I some how managed to lose the key (so not like me ;) I was left to wait within the confines of the pool for 2 hours waiting for someone to come to my rescue. I asked other people to help me escape with their key without success while I continued to "pool," I guess it could have been worse and with my climbing skills I'm sure I could have mustered up the strength to climb my way out of their but... I didn't.

I have also come to the realization that I need to get out and start traveling again so I'm going to Nebraska! Ha! This is not a lie.

I have heard of this far away land only once before.. it's is apparently a beautiful place known as Lake McConnaughy.
http://www.ilovelakemac.com/

It is infested with redneck hillbillys and boats and eagle/American flag tee-shirts and fun exciting white sandy beach front. I'm going with a friend that has a great little sailboat for a long weekend to mingle with the local folk and get out of town and drink beer out of coozies (also my new fav thang.)

The following weekend I am jet setting out to the city of angels. La La BAM! The land of the beautiful. I'm FINALLY going to meet my most favoritest dj, Mr. Lee Foss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He's doing a little gig at the swankster Standard Hotel http://www.standardhotels.com/hollywood?utm_source=google&utm_medium=cpc&utm_term=the+standard+sunset&utm_campaign=ABZ03_HW_Brand&gclid=CKb3ro_WxrECFeUBQAodCWMA9Qand I cant wait to listen to some pretty, pretty amazing djs at some fun parties while I'm there and see the ocean again. Ya Braski!

So my happiness levels have been at an all time sky-rocketed high.. like maybe happier than I've been in a really long time.. Annnnnnd I was just gifted these puppies to go along with my new pooling hobby and nearly freaked out and shat a unicorn!!!!!!!! Basically I'm going to be the most fly person at the pool from this day until forever with my new Lionel Coozies!

And of course to end all of this fun. I just recently found out that my brother who has been through many bumps in the road through his 26 years is about to start a radiation treatment to help prevent the growth of a brain tumor that he was diagnosed with several years ago. His doctors were not expecting the growth to happen as quickly as it has so we are going to try to slow the process and get this thing kicked to curb. FUCK YOU BRAIN TUMOR!! Sending all my loving energy through the breezes to my little bra! xoxox

Le New-ness

Well things have have been tugging along here in Boulder. Summer is rapidly on the approach and the days are definitely longer.
I have been taking a little step away from climbing and spending my third eye mindset on yoga and a tending to a new gypsy warrior spiritual journey. I've getting my flexy stretch on usually about three times a week these days which has been fun considering they hold yoga classes during my lunch break at work. I've been picking up on the yogi lingo and even learned a new pose today known as the Lion. This could possibly be the most ridiculous pose... ever, period.

This is not a joke.. now please envision yourself in a room full of wacky Boulderite yogis all doing this in a mirror.. it seriously took absolutely everything within my being to not burst out laughing. Usually during these moments, which tend to happen quite frequently because I laugh at everything, I have to take a very deep breath or just put myself into child pose and laugh very quietly.

Don't get me wrong I'm certainly not about to give up all my worldly possessions and start wearing hemp clothing or anything like that but it is really nice to take a little break and not work so fucking hard at crimping the shit out of something and being soooo frustrated after falling on the same thing over and over again for most of the day.

So yoga is fun.. I dig it. And I think it helps with my mental disarray.

Speaking of mental disarray, I have been contemplating make a new step with my new found professional life. I'm thinking of actually leaving this beautiful little bubble and spreading my wings to another part of the country. In advertising people are constantly coming and going. The doors are ever evolving and it is extremely rare if not completely unheard of for an individual to stay at one agency for longer than a year. So I have been pitter-pondering on making the big leap to Los Angeles or Austin.

Austin

LA

Many moons ago I had the idea that I would fit perfectly in California. I still think that I could make it work and I think that living in LA would certainly be a new venture in and of itself. The one thing that really draws me to the city of angels is being close to ocean.. maybe being able to surf on a somewhat consistent basis, being close to Bishop and being able to make many weekend trips to the beautiful buttermilks, and the big plus here would be that the company that I work for would pay for my moving expenses if I transfer to the office out there.. sooooo... that is that.

Option dos. Austin on the other hand may be a little more "me." I mean, I'm weird, I like abnormal things, I like roller derby and music and rock climbing and Austin has that. Also, many moons ago, I had the dream of buying an RV and high tailing it to Austin to pursue my dream of becoming a roller derby girl, all 118 lbs of me on roller skates and a helmet and a mouth guard and a bad ass nick name like Nikki-AnnihilateHer, Nikvicious, NikoTina Turner, or something sick like that. If you want to generate your own roller derby name just for fun check out this little website and fill in the blanks and have yourself a new little name to carry around with you while smashing bitches around in a rink:
 http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/10568

So Austin is another little place that I am considering making a nest. I'm going to mull this over for the next three months and make a few long weekend visits to both places and make a decision soon.

And than it is also my birthday. ugh. I hate my birthday. Every year without fail I cry. Yes, yes, I am so fucking cliche that I actually do cry on my birthday because I want to. I don't know what it is. Maybe its just part of being one year older that makes me weep, or the thought that I had envisioned myself in a different place in my life at a specific age? I don't know what it is but this year I'm striving to make it through dry eyed. I'm having a little gemini jamboree with 100 of my friends and acquaintances at a little happy hour gig at Aji and than bopping around all over the infamous Pearl Street aka my second home. It should be fun and I'm actually somewhat looking forward to being the big 2-9. One more year before I actually need to turn in the towel and be a real adult I guess. Weirdness..