I’m actually posting pictures. SHOCK HORROR. Craptastic as they are…

Although.. that is my neice, and she is adorable. And the only reason I can post that is because I’ve altered it and you can’t actually tell what she really looks like. HAH.. a clever plan to scare off those sneaky child-stalkers my sister is so worried about. You’d never guess that sweet, innocent, dreamy looking girl could be capeable of starting a sibling war with her 1 year old brother. Ahh… don’t be fooled. She’s got a mean streak. Thats genetic too, apparently. On our side of the family.

ANYWAY.

turns out theres this really cool website that lets you convert your digital images into really old looking photos.
http://labs.wanokoto.jp/olds

that might come up in Japanese though… I take no responsibility if it does. But… It lets you turn photos like this:

Look kids.. it’s the Grand Canyon! I’ve totally been there, done that. Flown over it and stuff. Yeah.

INTO PHOTOS LIKE THIS:
Its the most distracting thing in the world! You know… If you’re into that sort of thing.

And.. just because I can.. Look at my adorable doggie.

That’s all for me today, folks. I had pyshio thismorning and I’m all taped up, sore, and feeling rather sorry for myself. Turns out I am not invincible, and I got in trouble because I’d been pushing my boundaries this week because we’ve been short staffed at work, and flooded with kitty cats. Whoops.

I could have big news regarding my next Big Adventure within the next few days though… I’ll try to make it sound exciting for the blogosphere.

Okay.. So I still suck at updating this thing. I had a theory that if my blog looked prettier, I might be more inclined to post. So I’m trialing a few wordpress themes. AND, I have to say… WordPress, your themes are shit. And I don’t understand CSS and whatnot so I have no idea how to make a blog prettier than the default settings.

Go me.

So anyway. First there is the dilema of an Ugly Blog. It’s bothering me, really. I considered starting fresh on another platform, only to realise that every platform/blog hosting thing has ugly defaults. I tried In Vain to understand the CSS whatsit stuff, and Failed. In glorious fashion. For a good ten minutes last week my blog looked like the blogosphere had thrown up all over it. Trust me, it was a hot mess.

Then I have to wonder… if my blog were more aesthetically pleasing… I’d still be the same boring person I was before my blog got Fierce, and my entries would still be as SMASHING as this one, the only thing in my favour would be that it Looked Good. And my secret hope was that maybe that would make people stick around and grow to love my clumsyness.

I also fail at posting either pictures OR post-its… which was the basic premise of this to start with.

Although I can share this picture with you. In the grand tradition of Family Dorkyness… my neice spent most of Easter not eating the chocolates, but tossing them aside in favour of placing the bright pink gift bag on her head.
Like So:

Placing bags and such on your head is apparently a fast growing tradition…
Which I have lovingly continued in such fashion…
And encouraged friends to embrace..
As you can see… sometimes their results are better than mine.
Even when the bag doesn’t quite make it to your head, there’s still fun to be had..

And… now I know you’re all wondering… where did such a tradition start? Well.. let me tell you.. Not all that long ago, while on my Whirlwind Tour of the USofA, we visited a little place called Dallas. In Dallas, there is a restaurant called “Dicks Last Resort” and the premise of the restaurant is that the staff are rude to you and that they give you hats with rude phrases on them. Like so:

I kind of hope my neice never carrys on the tradition of hats announcing herself as a “porn star” though.

Back in Americaland again…

My thoughts on Vegas are kind of mixed. It is quite amazing that it literally appears out of nowhere. One minute you’re driving along a highway (or in our case, being driven in a giant bronze Contiki coach), looking out onto nothing and wondering about the massive billboards asking you if you know where your gun is, and the next minute, you’re surrounded by elaborate themed hotels, where one of those gold windows probably cost more than your entire life savings.

Come nightfall the creepy pimps line the streets and don’t just hand out the hooker cards anymore, they walk around with billboard backpacks advertising Heidi and her ’special skills’. The heat also doesn’t fade once the sun goes down. But, after spending two days in Vegas, I think night time is the best time to see it.

One of my Vegas-Regrets is not collecting the hooker cards like Carlyface did. I was incredibly tame in Vegas. One day I’d like to go back and go batshit crazy, and do things like dance on bars, count cards and get married by Elvis. I’d also like to stay in a hotel that isn’t used by Heidi on an hourly basis.

Continuing My USA Faves:

It was a dark and stormy night.

No, Really!

When we arrived in DC, we were lucky enough to catch the remains of one of those pesky hurricanes that hovered around from the time we hit New Orleans. Except that by the time it got to Washington, it’d been downgraded to a tropical storm. Basically that meant it rained. A lot.

We had a scheduled night tour of the city, where we visited the Capitol Building, the Jefferson Memorial, the Roosevelt and the Lincoln memorials. We scuttled through the rain to every single one of them, giggling like idiots the whole time. Then took extra care on those marbely steps….

One of my favourite pictures was taken at the Jefferson Memorial. It’s all columned and marbley and … grand. Heavy with Importance, it is. Lookit.

And.. Just because it makes me laugh…

I misseth the travels.

For those of you who don’t know, I recently jetted off to the United States for five weeks. I did this at just the right time, because about a week after I got back, Wall Street imploded and things went to shit. So while I could’ve kept on travelling, I’m kind of glad I didn’t.

My trip will also be completely paid off within two weeks. I am SO EXCITED to not have that debt hanging over my head.

One of the higlights of the trip?

New York.

I loved it. I’d gladly go back.