Food for thought

Food is such a strange concept isn't it?

These Cinnamon Puffins floating in milk:

INGREDIENTS: Yellow Corn Meal, Corn Bran, Unsulphured Molasses, Oat Flour,Expeller Pressed High Oleic Oil (Canola and/or Sunflower), Cinnamon, SeaSalt, Baking Soda, Natural Vitamin E (Mixed Tocopherols), Vitamin C.

Eating is such a strange concept to.

These little puffins, compacted, in this ceramic bowl.

Going into my mouth with this stainless steal spoon wrapped in this intricate designed plastic.

It's weird what my body chooses to be appealing. 

I essentially could eat this bowl, but my body doesn't want it.

 This Milk is just as tasty though.

Apple... introducing the virtual period

Backstage

1 9 B A B Y

Went on an urban hike to Twin Peaks (pictures to come), dinner with the roommates, some bp at home, then roamed the streets, corndog fights, caroling, and the kleptomania begins...

Pictures from the beginning of the night

Bucket List

1. I'm on a crane in the middle of NY. I spot my contact walking to his car. I kill him. No second thoughts, no regrets. I don't care if he has a family. This is my job. I don't have time to sympathize. People start to realize that this man is injured, as I scale down the crane. When I reach the ground floor, I conceal my weapon as an umbrella and throw it over my shoulder. I light my cigarette. There's a crowd around the man now.  I pass by them, while simultaneously flicking my cigarette towards them.

2. Buy an apartment in sf.  Top floor, glass windows... Build a skate ramp in the living room.

3. Douche bag boyfriend cheats on me.  Find out I'm late.  Take about 30-45 pregnancy tests.  They ALL say positive.  I take all the tests and mail it to him in a box 3 months later.

4. Bungee jump off the Golden Gate Bridge

5. Form a mutiny in prison.  So we're all in this cell, 12 men strong (I'm the only female).  There's a beat in my head. I start to bang my cup on the ground with the sounds correlating in my mind.  People start to chime in.  I get up and do a little dance, moving us all outside.  Outside I stand up high on a podium and take off my shirt while dancing.  This starts to rile up the crowd. They go crazy and rip down the fences.  The guards start to notice the disturbance.  They start to fire at the crowd.  Distracted I run off into the desert. Free.

You're so vain, you probably think this blog is about you

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Zooey Deschanel, pixie superhero