Friday, November 27, 2009

"In my nothing, you meant everything." T.R.
Abby likes Alutiiq petroglyph faces and words. Our logo, along with a word I cannot pronounce, is on a PJ t-shirt I wear. She points to the faces and giggles, then points to each letter so I can tell her what it is "Q-I-K....."

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Tnxgving

Marnie is not making homemade pie crust this year, even though I know it will turn out. No turkey or fixins either. No means, no time, no family, no interest = no dinner. Kept it low key and went to a communal dinner. Don't worry, I ate plenty.

ANC

I had fun in the big city. It was all good. Smooth as silk.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

In the last two weeks I have lost five pounds, reaching my original weight loss goal. Unfortunately, now that I’ve reached it, I realize I got ten more to go.

I don't feel like I need food. It's another f-word that has me. Without, I will starve, proverbially or literally.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

H-O-T

Last night in her ducky tub bath, Abby picked up of one of her rubber ducks that has a heat sensitive patch that changes color and reads "hot" if the water is too hot. She looked at it and said each letter, H-O-T, and then said "hot". That's pretty good for just turning two. She loves abc's.


Friday, November 13, 2009

Things you don't expect to see at work

Unless you work at the museum here.

Yes, goat horns in the fridge.


Check out our new exhibit next month and learn about how closely Alutiiq culture is tied to the natural resources of Kodiak Island. It's pretty amazing how people lived here without ANY of the tools and technology to which we are accustomed. Although modern-day Islanders have the tools, subsistence is still a way of life. Before coming to Kodiak I didn't realize it even existed at all. I just thought of Ohioan deer hunters, who in general ain't out shootin' the meat for subsistence.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Elmo as crayon storage.



Sit here Sully!

Thanks grandmum for the stickers and PJs!

You are so beautiful Abby!

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

ap·ro·pos
adj.
Being at once opportune and to the point. See Synonyms at relevant.
adv.
1. At an appropriate time; opportunely.
2. By the way; incidentally: Apropos, where were you yesterday?
prep.
With regard to; concerning: Apropos our date for lunch, I can't go.

[French à propos : à, to (from Old French a, from Latin ad-; see ad-) + propos, purpose (from Latin prpositum, neuter past participle of prpnere, to intend; see propose).]

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

The Spot.


My view out the living room window. Despite the obvious obstructions, I am not complaining, for once.

Happy Abby enjoying the playground. There will be fewer playground visits with winter beginning. This summer we were going about every other day. We'll still go, but not as much. She has mastered pretty much everything she can physically reach. She even does the large slide by herself, to my dismay. It's very scary to watch, but she's little Miss Independent.

Monday, October 26, 2009



Castelo de São Jorge, Lisbon
Nice weather, Zen garen-like atmosphere, impressionante.
Abigail has a good memory. It's hard to believe that she won't remember this year.
We were watching Elmo on Youtube and suddenly she started saying "dad, dad, dad" (grandad), and I could not figure out why she kept talking about Morgan. I then looked at the advertisement, which was displaying a Flip videocamera. Morgan had ruthlessly used it to capture Abby when we were in Ohio (he's a videographer by trade). She associated him with the Flip video camera, even though it wasn't even in the same color. I barely recognized it!





Thursday, October 22, 2009

Bram Stroker's Dracula, film.
NIN, Perfect Drug, video.
Old favorites, ring true.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

It is really howling outside. Of all the nights, why tonight?
Alone in my hovel.
There's a difference between a goose chase, and a wild goose chase.

I have to accept and learn, still.
Tick, tock, tick, tock.....

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Handpainted Alutiiq petroglyphs on the museum's magnificent storage unit in front of a golden Pillar Mountain, topped by our eco-friendly wind turbines.


Piccadilly Circus, London, 1949

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Marnie has been listening to too much KMXT (World Cup Café, etc.). Here are some songs she likes:
Kings of Leon, Closer (Shawen calls it the whoop whoop song because of the music, but she likes the moodiness. It reflects her feelings well, thank you.)
Miike Snow (yes, that’s two I’s), Animal (also could be called whoop whoop song)
The Killers, Smile Like You Mean It (isn’t that a cover of a Cure song, wait, she doesn’t like The Cure)
Yo-Yo Ma, et al, Summer in the High Grassland

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

The other night for some reason I watched an old documentary about how strippers maintain their bodies. Some did aerobics and yoga, and some just danced as it’s pretty much a work-out. You should have seen their guns; hanging upside down on a bar with legs spread takes strength.

Now, I am sure there are a few cranked out strippers in the world, but the girls they were following were just women with good bodies who enjoyed being openly sexual eye candy cock grinding girls for a living. Simple, is it not? They don’t want to know why you left the house, when you’ll be back, and a dollar makes them happy. Wouldn’t that be nice at home? Hearing complaints about never helping around the house, bam, whip out a dollar, it’s all better.

Simple, just like 2 Live Crew’s Can a Nigga Get a Table Dance. Really, can a man just get a table dance please? He’s been waiting all week for that shit. Just got paid, and now wants some booty shaking. Pure and simple, no BS. Like it. In fact, others must too. Luke Entertainment Group, which brought us such songs, is listed in the NASDAQ.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Lady GaGa


Oh Lady GaGa how I love thee, Bad Romance indeed.

Kodiak autumn

Fade to brown.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Wary

Wary - marked by keen caution and watchful prudence, unwilling to confide; "they were wary in their movements"; "a wary glance at the black clouds".

Bitten

Gay pride jello shots.

Attending a party, a friend of a friend had quite a horrified look on his face. He looked shocked, explaining that a woman he had just hugged said to him, “Oh, I probably shouldn’t have hugged you, I have fleas.”
I guess that's another kind of party favor.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Pure Abby

Melon head

These were not done on purpose. Both taken the same day.



Abigail likes to see pictures of herself. I am posting these for her so she can look at herself online.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

I was just reading earlier this week about the National Park in American Samoa and was thinking this might be a good place to work. A tsunami hit there today and many of the workers are missing. Quite sad. Even though it's so far away I feel like they are our neighbors. It could have easily been us.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Zombies

Marnie zombie?

Night of the Living Dead zombie girl.

What is it with Zombies? Ok, so I happen to believe this particular version of Armageddon will be the one, but why am I not the only one to be particularly fascinated with these blood-hungry dead people? It seems like I should be the only one drawn to the horror of postmortem cannibalism.

It began with George Romero's Night of the Living Dead, well, I guess it did for most. For me, it's the way the terror begins, the young couple unknowingly driving to meet their end. Then of course subsequent popular films continued prepping us for the infection - Resident Evil (Mila is hot!), 28 Days Later, and there's many more, everything from Redneck zombie's to Astro-zombies.

Exploration of possible past and future outbreaks of zombies is found is a variety of forums. For example, there is a page on Archaeology.org website: http://www.archaeology.org/online/interviews/zombies/
Now, I work at an archaeological repository, and everything we say is true, so how could I possibly ignore the archaeological record of zombie outbreaks?

So what is it about Zombies? They don't feel any pain and unrelentlessly pursue their desired object to no end.

Almost two

Here's Abigail on her 1st birthday. I can't believe in just about a month she'll be 2. I am very excited for my little darling stinker.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Saturday, September 19, 2009

This is what I saw the most actually - tin celing. Lucky I had it to look at. I had just two thoughts in my head.

Victorian schoolhouse where my parents are living temporarily.
I actually lived there before, so it felt like home. My apartment was the one with the rounded windows. My parent's is just across the hall (not shown).

Inside - note slate chalkboard. Those windows are like six feet tall, or more, huge.