Photography Day Twenty-Eight... Drive.

Todays pic: A car. I love cars. I find old hot rods beautiful. I hate Fords, even though I used to drive one, and I love Chevy's, even though I've never owned one. I would've loved to have used a pic of my Mustang, but I never took a pic of it before it was sold, I've already used a pic of my car that I have now, and I find the other two cars that sit in my driveway incredibly ugly. So... I thought I'd use the pic I have of Old Brown. My cousin Kristens old truck. She was in an "accident" last year. No one was hurt. She swerved off the road, hit a ditch, rolled a few times, and I'll just let the pictures speak for themselves...

I just thank God that she came out with ONLY a little road rash.

Photography Day Twenty-Seven... 'Tis the Season.

I love fruit. So when certain fruits are in season it's like a frickin' fat-kid-in-a-candy-store kinda day for me. On the way home from my cousin's grad party my mom and I were able to stop off at a few fruit stands on 152. The smell alone was incredible. I love stopping on 152 and anywhere near Gilroy because of the garlic smell. My absolute favorite being Christopher Ranch. But we ended up getting more strawberries. So beautiful. While my mom and I were getting strawberries my dad was at the store picking up doughnut peaches. Another fruit that is only worth eating when in season. This is such a wonderful time of year for my tummy.

Photography Day Two... Room with a view...

Today is supposed to be a picture of the view from my bedroom window. Since I don't want anyone knowing where I live for personal reasons, I am using a picture from my old bedroom window. Plus I love the picture since it's all rainy and I love my car and miss it dearly.

Day Twenty-Eight... (Guilty)

The song that makes me feel guilty is "Smack my Bitch up" by Prodigy. Okay, so that doesn't exactly sound as though it's a song that would make someone feel guilty especially considering the song is techno and in no way has any downer effects to it. My ex-boyfriend/really good friend died a few years ago. He took his life when he hanged himself in the garage at his parents house. The last time I saw him was the Halloween prior to this, when we drove around blasting Prodigy, "scaring" the little kids. We ended up getting into a fight about something trivial and didn't speak. Ever again. A few months later I went by his parents' house to say Happy Birthday and try and salvage our friendship. His mom answered the door and told me about what had happened. I couldn't believe it. To this day it's still hard to comprehend, but every Halloween, I go around blasting "Smack my Bitch up" by Prodigy not only in memory of Charles, but also to remind myself that time is fleeting and you never know what tomorrow may bring.

Smack my bitch up

Day Seven... (Rememberance of Certain Event)

Son's Gonna Rise

I don't really have a certain event such as graduation, a funeral, a wedding, a party, or anything substantial like that that a certain song reminds me of. The one event that sticks out most in my life that a song has any representation of would be "Son's Gonna Rise" by Citizen Cope. The first time I heard this song, it was by accident. I didn't know that it was on my mp3 player. To this day I still don't know how the song got on there, but when I heard the song, driving in my car at 1am, all of a sudden everything seemed to make sense. It was the biggest moment of clarity and serenity I had ever had. Plus, it turns out, it's just a great damn song. And it was on my favorite show, One Tree Hill.

"You can't stop it God...

...the wheels in my hand as I stand on the floor of the board of this car on the road."

Citizen Cope

Day Fifteen... (Before I Die)

Before I die, I want to drive a Nascar car on the biggest race track in the world. I want to feel what it's like to drive above 200mph without a care in the world. I want to know what it feels like to haul ass and feel the rush of adrenaline that you get when you're going so fast one wrong twitch can end your life. I've always wanted to drive without rules. I want to drive the wrong way on a one way street, or in reverse down the freeway, and do doughnuts on the off-ramp. This probably isn't something that a lot of people would want to do before they die, but what can I say... There's nothing I love more than hopping in my car, turning on my music as loud as it will go without blowing out the speakers, and driving anywhere.



"We are the only profession that goes looking for trouble....

...Where else can you drive the wrong way on a one-way street at 60 miles-per-hour?"

-Police on Patrol, The other side of the story by Linda Kleinschmidt

If you like Pina Coladas...

So this is a Lava Flow, but same thing. Just take away the strawberry sauce.

So far today has been great. Woke up with a pina colada in my hand. Can't get much better than that. Unless I had a box of 20's in the other. Wishful thinking on that one.

I used to listen to "if you like pina coladas" by Rupert Holmes every time I'd take a drive down to Santa Cruz, Monterey, Capitola, or Carmel. And today seems like a perfect day to take a little drive. What a great frickin' day.


"Yes I like pina coladas...

...and getting caught in the rain."

beauty is in the eye of the driver...

My "job" combines my favorite things.. Driving and listening to music at high speeds. I am so grateful that I don't have to sit in traffic everyday on the freeway getting frustrated and dreading my entire day. I get to drive through the mountains surrounded by redwoods at 50mph everyday blasting my country music.
I think more people should take the time to take a little drive or even a hike through the forest from time to time. Nothing is more soothing and gives you a more natural high than being out in the open wilderness.
So I would like to thank the people that hired me to do such a wonderful job. Not only do I get paid with cash, but I get paid with beauty and tranquility everyday.

When I Grow Up...



When I was 5 years old, my mom always told me that happiness was the key to life.
When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up.
I wrote down "happy."
They told me I didn't understand the assignment
and I told them they didn't understand life.

• I want to be a sexual assault detective and help victims not just legally but emotionally...
• Own my house that I live in now so I can not only cherish my childhood memories but relive them every day...
• Be a person of great character that people not only respect but enjoy being around...
• I want to have children whether they are biological or adopted because no matter what they will be mine to love forever...
• I want to teach an English class...
• Have my own library filled with every book worth reading...
• Have built my own playground... For adults... Slides, Swings, Monkey Bars, etc. I want to remind my generation of what it means to feel free...
• I want to go sky diving so I can see the world the way loved ones see it from Heaven...
• Swim with sharks... and not in a cage...
• Travel to Denmark to learn more about my heritage...
• Learn to tap dance like Shirley Temple...
• Gamble at a casino just so I can hear someone say "winner winner chicken dinner"... of course I have to actually win first...
• I want to drive an army tank...
• I want to drive an actual nascar car... then my nickname would actually have real meaning...
• Visit all the lighthouses around the world. (ever since our Girl Scout overnight trip i've become in love with them)
• Make someone smile if only for a moment...
• I want to meet Brooks and Dunn and let them know how inspiring their twenty years of music was to me...
• I want to visit LegoLand...
• I want to thank all of the military people for everything they've done for us everyday...
• I want to feel good about myself and the decisions that I've made...
• Play soccer again...
• I want to inspire someone the way others have inspired me...
• I want to be as smart, independent, and strong like my parents...
• Put on my ballet shoes and dance one more time...
• Meet a real cowboy... and maybe fall in love with him...
• Have no regrets...
• Believe in myself and the good in people...
• Release myself of all grudges I have... Life is just too damn short...

When I Grow Up...

...I want to be me