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And One More Thing...

Posted by Miz B on Friday, November 18, 2011
I should pass this along, folks. I haven't (entirely) stopped blogging (yet).
I have however, moved.
Come visit the new blog @ http://isthisyourhedgehog.blogspot.com

See you there!

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Worship, Girls and Boys!

Posted by Miz B on Saturday, September 10, 2011
I wish I could say more than this, but school and work are sort of weighing me down. It's okay, though, this should get you through:

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So About That..

Posted by Miz B on Wednesday, June 08, 2011


Alright. This post might get a little confusing or be a big revelation or something to those of you who weren't reading the blog religiously sometime around November. Of course I understand why you're not really checking it every hour now, because who wants to read a blog by a girl who only updates once a month, especially when you can just read her nattering on endlessly all day if you bother to check on Twitter? Ok, I'm gonna stop typing in the 3rd person before I pull something internally.
ANYway, sometime in December I posted a version of this (find it here! It's back up now), but due to some personal safety risks, I had to take it down until I was back under my parents roof.
Firstly, I'd like to thank all the folks who replied to the first post (almost instantaneously, too!), both on this blog and on Facebook. I hope at least some of your comments are still attached to it, although I bet they're not. It's too bad, they were really sweet and I love you guys so much for that instant, complete, unconditionaly response. I wish everyone could get that kind of response. Guess it just goes to prove, my peeps is the best!

So, here we go again. Have you ever tried to write/type/explain something like this? It sounds/reads so...lame. Oh, whatever. I'm gay. There ya go. See what I mean? I remind me of a TV special. A lame one.

Now on to the good stuff! (By this I mean, if you were here for the meaningful bit, you just saw it. All this rest is mostly frippery <-my new word of the week!).
While I was looking for the picture to put on the header there, and I found a whole bunch of other stuff, and you should look at it.

First of all, how can people not like lizards? Lizards are awesome! Look at that!

See what I mean? Pure dead awesome!

Also, I should warn whoever I end up spending my life with, that wherever we live is probably gonna end up looking something like this:

That dripping sound? Oh, that's just me drooling on to the carpet.

Also, we might have one of these in the backyard.

Panda's are arguably my favorite animal species on earth. There's no such thing as an ugly panda.

Or at least one of these.

That's a yak, by the way. We've got a couple small ones right now, anyway. Just ask my mom!

To finish off the pet bit, I really pray this is where my beloved Simon is right now.

I miss you, kitty.

Yeah, so that's about it. I'll try to keep all this going now that I'm home, but I prefer actually talking to people, so who knows how well it'll go. I'm wacky that way!

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What A Long Strange Trip...

Posted by Miz B on Sunday, May 15, 2011 in , , ,
I won't try to explain my lack of communication, mostly because I've been gone to long to make a descent excuse. So let's just move past our differences and go on to a brighter future. What do you say?
Although a lot has happened between then and now, so I can't pretend I'm going to remember all of it. The most important bits I can remember have all occurred in the last couple weeks. Some of your may remember the Ruta Maya from back before Christmas. That was financed by a whole bunch of people, my parents and I included. To my Grandpa R., my aunts and uncles, all sorts of people. Really, really bloody cool people. Now, there's a second trip, which goes (or rather, went) north through Mexico City and further. I was not going to be able to go because, frankly, I was broke. Than, miracle or miracles, my grandparents offered to pay for the whole thing. How cool is that, right? Of course, it was about this point when my right eye started to turn red and fill up with blood. After 2 weeks of the most painful sunburn I've ever had, swollen skin, high-fever flu and high-drama international fiasco, I finally made it to a specialist who diagnosed contagious hemorrhagic conjunctivitis. I was assigned 3 different eye medications, one in-eye cream (OW!), and a very stern order not to even leave the house, let alone the city. This was 2 days before the trip left. After 1 1/2 weeks of the most irritatingly severe boredome I have ever experienced, I was released. However, several things had changed. For one, I had completely missed the trip, and any chance I would have of seeing Mexico City on this trip (Side note: the money slated for the trip is going into savings for next spring, when I will be applying to study abroad for the summer semester in San Jose, Costa Rica. Very excited about that!). For another, I found out that the one thing that will really turn me hostile is locking me in a room without books or paper and expecting me to enjoy myself (or even 'hang in there'). I mean, I get honey badger nasty. And for a very wide variety of reasons, several of which I don't want to go in to, I'm coming home soon. I know, I know. I still had a month to go, and all that. But I'm not going to have much time back home before I'm leaving again, off to college, wherever that may be. There are things to do, people to meet, stuff to learn. All I have here right now is a non-existent social life, an unhappy home life, and a school consisting of overworked seniors desperately looking to the horizon for a prom and graduation I'll miss anyway (their school year ends in the middle of July).

So basically, that was your pre-show warning. Look out, U.S.A. Expect me soon.

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Posted by Miz B on Tuesday, April 05, 2011
As you might have gathered, I'm not posting very much. This is not (unfortunately) due (entirely) to laziness on my part. There has been and continues to not-be internet at my host house right now. I am changing houses soon, and hopefully my next family will be set up, but don't get too over excited.
In the meantime, I have found that while Blogger locks it up, my Kindle can can handle Twitter, so you can stay up to date by either checking the sidebar widget on this page (under the counter), or you can check out my twitter page, here.
Sorry for the cool off, although lets face it, what are you missing?
Have a great week, folks!

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Wooooooooaaaaaaaaaaghh (<-that's the noise the THX logo makes in the theater.)

Posted by Miz B on Wednesday, March 30, 2011 in
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH*huuuh*AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA


Now, the symptoms in THIS patient indicate a rare condition known as the 'Nerdgasm Coma', which is caused by a person running out of air while screaming and looking at one of the coolest things ever at the same time. The largest recorded concentration of cases recorded was outside of the theater after the premier of Serenity.

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One Step Forward...Cha-Cha! Cha-Cha!

Posted by Miz B on Monday, March 28, 2011 in , , , ,
I know I should be writing something meaningful and insightful and just...full. But hey, who has the time? I was laughing so hard after this that I couldn't even see the screen!


And if you're not to busy following GayObama, don't forget to check out my Twitter in the sidebar. Sadly, it gets updated a lot more than...well, anything else. Sorry, Facebook.
Also, here's a special present for Tristan, Allan, Cameron, and anyone else who's a fan of PURE AWESOME! Please enjoy...Teddy Roosevelt vs. Bigfoot!

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Rule 149. Don't Let The Ice-Cream Truck Get Away

Posted by Miz B on Friday, March 25, 2011 in , ,
Note: This is the second part of one giant post, and this bit is almost all inane pop-culture jabber. For things of substance, scroll down.

On a less introspective note, you should listen to anything you from Marian Call you can get your hands on. Granted, I only have her half-album Got To Fly, but it's swiftly becoming one of my favorite single albums.
Her title song "Got To Fly" is sort of an introduction to my brain. It's a little creepy. Seriously, if I was anything approaching lyrically talented, I could have written this. But I didn't, so check it out!
Sorry this is set to a BSG montage.

Lyrics can be found here.
Her music is a style I'm not usually a fan of, but since the entire album is written about either BSG or Firefly, you can't go wrong. "Good Old Girl" is about a spaceship (I suppose probably either Serenity or the Galactica, although I kept getting pictures of a certain blue box.). "Vera Flew The Coop" is a very interesting backstory for the name of the favorite gun of a certain person with a very cunning hat. "It's Good To Have Jayne On Your Side" is pretty self explanatory (and hilarious). "In The Black" is a sailor-boy type of song like all the ones from the days of pirates and merchants and great ships, but about someone leaving for the stars. "It Was Good For You Too" is an award-wining song told from the point of Firefly's Saffron. You can actually listen to all these and more here, so I didn't put in individual links.
And, to save the best for last, here is "I'll Still Be A Geek After Nobody Thinks It's Chic" (a.k.a. "Nerd Anthem"), the best nerd anthem I think I've ever heard. Favorite lyrics include 'my superpower is draining fun from parties' and 'I don't mind being underrated and ignored, the world is much to interesting to entertain ennui, and I won't play it cool so I won't ever once be bored'. Enjoy!


Dear god, that TARDIS bit in the middle got WAY out of hand, so I deleted most of it and moved all the links down here. Who knew how much funny stuff you'd get if you type in 'funny tardis'?
Like fake TARDISs (is that a word? TARDISs'? TARDIS's? TARDISES? TARDESI? Hmm. Guess it's a good thing there's only one of 'em, huh?), and guinea pig TARDIS, and Colbert's TARDIS, and
potential disaster TARDIS, and (my personal favorite) Ninja Proof TARDIS. Oh, and a scientific explanation of the Resurrection . And I need this.

Also! I have added a feed of my Twitter, so you can, if you want too, you know, read all the stuff I re-tweet from The Daily Show, Ellen, Simon Pegg and Nathan Fillion. Wee! BTW, if the counter widget isn't working for you're computer...sorry. You're sort of SOL, I recommend using a calculator. Or a calender. It's what I do.

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This Is Mexico: Where Everything Tastes Better On A Taco

Posted by Miz B on Friday, March 25, 2011 in , , , , ,
Note: This is the first part of a giant super-post, but since it was so big I could barely edit it, I cut it in half and posted the two bits seperately. See the 2nd half above. This bit mostly focuses on Mexico, i.e. self-ish introspection.

How was your Thursday? Mine was spent...well, throwing up, actually. So, you know, got that workin' for me. On a related note, you should probably drop my mom a line to thank her for talking me out of posting a picture of the nut that came our of my nose. Pistachio ice cream? Not as much fun the second time around. And you can shut up know, all my immature male readers who've been tittering since the word 'nut'. An are now giggling about 'tittering'. This stuff? This is classy shit.
Anyway, life meanders on. My host mother is a little miffed that I have missed so much school. I've tried to explain that I'm sorry and I actually learn more staying at home anyway. I thought it was a Mexican high school thing, but I now realize it's more of a..high school thing. Yeah. I wish there was something cool to tell you. All I can say is, I realized this morning how much I am going to miss the birds here. You barely see them, but they are loud. And cool. They sound like the 'tropical island' track of one of those relaxation CDs you get from the Target (unless you're boycotting the Target). Except, you know, real.
The sad thing is, I know I am going to miss it here. Just like when I left home I knew I was going to miss it horribly, but it's sort of impossible to stock up on stuff you'll miss, to be ready. At the time, I couldn't imagine missing home, because I was going somewhere new and different and shiny. I couldn't imagine it, but I knew I would. And lo and behold, I do. Now, I'm sort of starting to get ready to get ready to go home, and I can't really imagine missing here. Okay, that sounds bad, but it's sort of in the same way. I like it here, but I live here. It's...normal..now. I miss home. I can't wait to be back. But, before you know it, I'll be complaining about how boring home is and wishing I was back here. Just part of the process. Sigh.
One thing though, I am definitely not the same person I was when I got here. I am now, according to the best experts, at least semi-fluent in Spanish. I've heard about 85% from 2 different sources, which, considering how much I sucked when I got here, and considering my future plans (see below), is a number I can live with. I've learned new customs, learned to handle myself in a new environment. Learned to occupy my time (very good at this one), learned to navigate foreign cities. Learned to play roulette, learned to repair a bathroom drain, learned how to trap a rat. I have new favorites, new likes and dislikes. I certainly have more funny stories to tell at parties.
But the thing that counts the most, I think (if not the thing I got most of) is character and perspective. I'll never think about winter the same way again, because now I know what it's like to live in a place that doesn't have one.My perceptions of things have changed forever: Trees, hiking, bikes, recycling. Fair treatment for animals. Selflessness, kindness, openness to strangers. The bonds of friends and family. Freedom of speech, bigotry and stereotyping. My family and friends are so much more important to me now, now that I see what life could be like without them. I see myself through the eyes of those around me, and if these are eyes of people who don't really know me, I can feel like nothing. It's not a fun sensation.
I'll never think of school as a chore again. I may be weird, but I rely on learning new stuff. Without it, my brain rots. I'll never take geeks for granted again. Nor getting a glass of drinking water out of the tap. Nor my dog. Nor my clothes. Nor Black Dog, nor The Courier, nor good pizza. Nor Hulu.

I don't know if you're getting this ad campaign in the U.S., but it's everywhere here. Sorry this inspirational moment is sponsored by Coca-Cola, but I found this on the back of my soda can in Veracruz City last week, and it was so cool I thought I should share it.

Text in Spanish: Otra razon para creer: Los idiomas pueden ser barreras que nos separan o puentes que nos unen. En la ultima decada mas de 3 millones de jovenes han aprendido epanol en Estados Unidos.
Text in English: Another reason to believe: Languages can be barriers that separate us or bridges that bring us together. In the last decade more than 30 million kids have learned Spanish in the United States.
(any mistakes are proof that I'm not one of those kids ;P )


Man, I really need to get a job as soon as I get home. I am totally broke right now, and I barely use money here. How am I gonna replace my computer and my phone? And remodeling my room? And getting a wardrobe that isn't so last year (<-that was a joke. Mostly). And replacing my Converse? And raiding the Ikea? And fixing up my bike so I can go touring (squee!)?
It's possible I should be thinking about how to pay for school too, maybe, as well. Maybe I should find a religion to join that's not...you know...buddhism.
Is there a Frequently-Rains-Money-From-The-Sky God I can believe in? Oh come on, this is the human race we're talking about. Of course there is.

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Chalie Parker Played BeBop

Posted by Miz B on Monday, March 21, 2011 in , ,
Note: This post was actually written on 12 March, but I forgot to post it. Here it is in all it's misspelled, rambling, inane glory.

So get this. The local version of TNT (which is exactly like the U.S. version of TNT except everything's in SPANISH) showed a movie I always forget I love last night: The Italian Job. As some of you know, along with the previously mentioned Big Three (1. giant robots, 2. dragons, and 3. Megan Fox) there is another kind of movie I really enjoy: heist movies. This doesn't count among the Big Three because on one hand, I am a lot more discerning with my heist flicks (Inside Man, Ocean's Eleven, The Ladykillers) as opposed to my Big Three movies (Transformers 2, Reign of Fire, Jennifer's Body!). On the other, Big Four won't strike fear into the hearts of my enemies. And Big Three will. Shut up.
The Italian Job rates with Ocean's Eleven as one of the only movies I've ever found where I liked the remake better than the original (incidentally, there is a rule among among the entire horror movie genre that if a remake is ever better than the original, the laws of physics all turn backwards at once). Also, every time I watch it, I remember how much I want a red Mini Cooper with racing stripes. Seriously, it's like Mini Porn. Snigger. Mini Porn. I'm funny.
If you haven't seen it, I thoroughly recommend it, it's funny and smart. And has Charlize Theron. If you don't believe me, I think I'll let Seth Green change your mind.



Posters! I always forget how much I love posters. I bring this up because if somebody can get me one of these I will probably kiss them. Seriously, I cannot WAIT to see this movie.
Also, I realized no-one here knows about my weird sci-fi poster obsession. No, I don't mean posters for sci-fi movies (although those are pretty cool too), I mean the travel posters for sci-fi places. So far, this is the only place I have found that makes good ones. But seriously, look how cool they are!
They have trips to Jupiter,

To Rivendell

To tour the Kessel Run

and to join the Imperial Empire


The only thing they're missing is some Firefly stuff. I want a travel poster for Persephone!

Oh wait, here's some.

Actually, I'm not sure the Browncoats need anymore cool spaceship stuff. Seriously, some of this is getting a little obsessive.
Oh, who am I kidding? This stuff is AWESOME! I want this, and this, and this..
Oh! And this! And I can put this on my scooter heeheehee...
Dear god, just imagine what my dorm is gonna look like at college. Not to mention the dork living in it.

Ahem.
Hopefully something more interesting and substantial will be up either later today or tomorrow, but the weekend is coming, so who knows.
Have a great weekend!!


*A Side Note: If you're ever bored, try googling 'very cunning hat'. It's a little disturbing.

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This Is Mexico: We Can Fit At LEAST 3 More People In That Car

Posted by Miz B on Thursday, March 10, 2011 in , , , ,
This post is dedicated to Woman Driving, Man Sleeping by The Eels,



because without it I wouldn't have woken up this morning, so I wouldn't have gone to school, so I wouldn't have gotten bored and wandered off to type this post.
Hello world! Didja miss me? Firstly, birthdays! Over the last month or so, I missed a whole bunch of peoples birthdays. Better late than never! Big ups to Allan, maybe next year I'll both remember AND be there. You've seriously got me on this one, I don't think you've ever missed one of my birthdays. Guess you're just a better person than I am.
Feliz Compleanos to Karina, my first host sister (although I haven't met her in person yet). Hope your birthday was epic and the rest of your exchange in Japan is awesome too. Thank you for letting me sleep in your room. Happy birthday to Jose Louis too. Thanks for going to such lengths to get me to your party, and thanks for being such a good friend to me here. BTW, you may see Chicago sooner than you think...

On to the mundane inanities!
For the .00001% of the population that gives a damn:
-Supernatural is on Hellatus until April 16.
-Sherlock doesn't start until the fall.
-Being Human UK season 3 finishes next week.
-Doctor Who season whatever-the-heck-number-they-decided-they're-on doesn't empieza (start) for another month.
-Jim Butcher delayed the release of Ghost Story until freaking July 26. If you particularly want to suffer, Penguin Publishing posted the first chapter on their website. It's well worth a read if you want to torture yourself and not actually learn anything. Darn you, Penguin!
-The Star Trek sequel isn't coming out until sometime in June next year. I knew it wasn't coming out for a while, but a whole year. I need me some Spock! And Uhora.

On the other hand, The Listener actually got a second season. No one remembers this show because it was Canadian, and while it did pretty good in the north, America barely showed it. I caught it free on Hulu way back when, and was disappointed that I quite enjoyed it, because saying there will be a second season but they don't know when is kind of a surefire sign that you will never see the show again. But, god bless those Canadians, 2 years later season 2 started airing. I quite recommend checking it out if you get the option. Also, they get massive props for using The Heavy's Short Change Hero during the first 2 episodes. Quite well, I might add.

Also, I saw I Am Number Four over the weekend. Frankly, I don't care what the reviewers say, I loved it. I would recommend it to anyone, even though it's clearly a setup for the 2nd movie, which might not happen. That said, I have a long history of enjoying good books turned into less good movies (examples include Jumper, Stormbreaker, City of Ember, Percy Jackson and The Olympians). Hell, I even kind of liked Eragon, and that movie was awful. Of course, the three things a movie can have that will ensure I love it even if it's awful are
1) giant robots
2) dragons
3) Megan Fox
See why I love Transformers so much? That said I don't know if even adding giant fire-breathing lizards to Transformers 3 will make up for firing Megan Fox...

My return date is down on tickets! As my arrival date proved, that by no means insures that I'll be back home the day after, as my arrival date proved. That said, the number on my ticket is 30 June. I am putting a counter in the sidebar for the fun of it, but it's wrong right now. The little green 'plus' button is covering up the third number. I am coming back in 112 days, not 12. Sorry folks.
It's odd, the feeling that I only have so much time left (about 112 days right now). I am going to miss it here, but at the same time I am really looking forward to coming home. I miss my family, my friends, my dog. I miss my school, English, descent hamburgers. Pizza! Chinese takeout!

Anyway. I haven't really learned any new Spanish today or anything interesting. I did learn how to make an origami heart. And how not to make an origami boat. Sigh. Life on Thursdays hasn't been that interesting since Supernatural moved to Fridays.
Oh! More useless TV talk! I know I am the only person in the known universe (at least that I know of) who watches White Collar, but I gotta say, I would recommend starting now just so you can enjoy the last episode of season 2, which aired this Tuesday. Pitch perfect, folks! Pure genius.

As some of you knew, I was looking forward to learning to play jarana, a local kind of Ukulele-guitar-thing. Well, looks like that's not gonna happen. I still ask every day when I come home from school, and get the daily "Don't worry, we're looking", which I now realize means the odds of anything actually coming of this are about as good as mine are of finding $500 on the street. I still would really like to learn, but I couldn't have played when I got back to the states anyway, since jaranas are expensive, delicate, and apparently only made by certain people. If I had one, I probably would have broken it on the plane. Instead, I noticed that the arts school right in front of my house has guitar lessons, so I am going to go over there later today and see if they offer classes in some kind of Mexican guitar techniques. I've heard some people play Flamenco too, and that stuff sounds SO COOL.
Anyway, I'll let you know as more develops.
Also, before my mother goes after me again (hi mom!), I watch almost all of this stuff at least with Spanish subtitles, usually doblada (dubbed), and no, this is not all that I do with my life, not even close. This is just my version of gossip, and I have to share it with someone. Expect it to peter off quite a bit when I get back to the states and have a captive audience...I mean, have people who care. Ahem.
Have a great day!

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Insert Life-Changingly Witty And Insightful Post Title Here

Posted by Miz B on Wednesday, March 09, 2011
Well, I guess it's about time we face facts. I have done, let's see, about 4 posts since the beginning of February. This seems to indicate a bit of a problem. I have been trying to dance around this for a long time, but this morning I found myself seriously considering starting another blog to talk about whatever I wanted to talk about, and I realized this was about time to effect a change. I was actually looking forward to getting back home were no-one wants to hear about my daily life, so I could comment on what I wanted. See, I have the same problem with this blog as I do (or rather did) with my journal: it's supposed to be about my life, and I don't really think about my life in that way that much, at least not in situations where I am well-placed to write about it. I do, however, think very deeply and hard on a variety of wacky and unrelated and, frankly, mostly useless topics all the time. I've been trying to keep that habbit off of here (this alone seems to indicate I am failing royally). But sitting down every day, or even every week, to write about things which now, to me at least, are commonplace and everyday when what I really want to talk about is how awesome this looks, is a little to much like work. I find myself putting it off again and again, until before you know it we're hitting the second week of March and hey, I don't have that much time to go here anyway. So, instead of starting a new blog when I can't even handle the first one and damaging the integrity of my 70 something posts (word! Only took me two years, too), I am officially opening up the topic of this site. I tried this on a whim with my journal, and I now rank at a good 5 entries a week (weee!), so I know this isn't completely off base. Basically, I try to write whatever I want for as long as I want, as long as it's about once a day or every couple of days. Oddly, it seems to work backwards, too. In the journal's case, I gave up on writing on the world around my and just wrote whatever, but once you get started you eventually run out of random crap to scribble and end up on...the world around you. Go figure. So, expect a lot more random stuff here, interspersed with stuff from my life. Hopefully my mom and dad will be relieved, cause most of this junk was getting mailed or Skyped at them a couple times a week, and that's just not fair for only 2 people. Let's spread the annoying around! There will be some of this, mixed in with a whole lot more of this and this.
Whew! I set out to say one little thing and end up with 3 paragraphs. Really...baddly spelled paragraphs. Sorry. I'll run it through the English spell-checker when I get home. Pitty that won't fix the grammer.
Speaking of fixing stuff, the side bar is at least visibly functional now (although you should see the code behind it. Yeesh! I probably can't add anything in there ever again). Also, I messed with the comment function so that theoretically anyone should be able to use it, not just Google members. Give it a try! (it's the little speech bubble in the corner of the post). I get a little happy thrill everytime I have to moderate a comment, cause it means this is being read by real people. So, enjoy my mindless dribble, and expect more soon!


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And Then...

Posted by Miz B on Tuesday, March 01, 2011
Sorry for the gap, folks. Been going through a bit of a slump brain and self-belief wise, and no-one needs to read that. I should be back up and running soon. In the meantime, you can catch up on the news in Egypt.
And you might as well read this for the title alone:
Cactus Walking on 20 Legs Found in China.
Stay tuned!

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Who'da Thunk?

Posted by Miz B on Wednesday, February 23, 2011 in ,
Well, guess what just happened! There will be a more detailed post that may in fact have something to do with my life up today or tomorrow or so, but I just wanted to share my pleasant surprise. Just when I was starting to lose some faith in our smooth President, he reels me back in! I don't even really care if this goes anywhere, just seeing a politician take a stand by one of his professed campaign values is downright the mental version of a Klondike bar.
Mmmmm, Klondike bar....

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Happy Post-Valentines Day, Bitches!

Posted by Miz B on Monday, February 14, 2011
I believe love is primarily a choice and only sometimes a feeling. If you want to feel love, choose to love and be patient.
-Real Live Preacher.com


Well, it's been a while. Since it's now the day after Valentine's Day (or Dia de San Valentin here), and god knows I had not got anything better to do, I figured I'd do a sort of meta post about Valentine's Day, love, and my slightly wacky theories about the aforementioned...stuff. Also, I'd like to apologize for the interesting situation with the theme. I liked the old one, but it kept eating stuff I put in. Then I tried another one that I also liked, but it crashed every school computer I tried to load it on (not to mention my Kindle), so I guess we're back to square one. Hello, old one! The sidebar widgets are gonna take forever to sort out, but no one used anything but the weather one anyway, so who cares? ANYway...
Unless mentioned, NONE of this stuff is in order from my favorite or anything like that. So, without further ado, I give you how I wasted my Valentine's Day!!

First off, let's go for the songs! This list is not complete, since I made the mistake of putting all this in a playlist on my Ipod, which crashed yesterday and deleted all my playlists. So, here are (some of) my top songs about love. A few notes: except for the first three, these are in no particular order. Also, I mean love in the general sense, non necessarily romantic love.

1. L-O-V-E by Nat King Cole
This song has a lot of versions, but this is the best. I also recommend the recording off his Best Of album. Really, there's nothing else to say about this. It's the sweetest song I know of.

2. All You Need Is Love by The Beatles
Another obvious one. Also, the version sung by Jim Sturgess in Across The Universe is quite good.

3. Almost Like Falling In Love by Nat King Cole
Am I trying to tell you something with that 2 of the best love songs are sung by Nat King Cole? Yes, yes I am. You may recognize this from the end of Groundhog Day.

4. Deliver Me by Beloved
This one could be pretty hard to come by, but it's worth it. I love this song so much it is one of maybe 50 which has weathered the dangerous journey over all my technological appliances since I got it. Sure, I re-download things all the time, but to be purposefully transferred really says something.

5. Fell In Love With A Girl by The White Stripes
Not exactly about eternal love, but then, how much of life is? Also, The White Stripes rule.

6. I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) by The Proclaimers
Who doesn't love this song? I would explain more, but I think I'll let Ted and Marshall tell the rest:



7. Love and Hope by Ozomatli
This is less about romantic love and more about love in a worldly sense, but I always like to think of Valentine's Day in terms of love in general. Also, no playlist is complete without Ozomatli. Ozomatli rocks!

8. Where Is The Love? by The Black-Eyed Peas
Arguably the last really good song they've done. Again, about love in general. I recommend clearing some space to dance to this one.

9. Burnin' Love by Elvis Presley
Hail to the King, baby!
Also, the Wynonna version isn't to bad.

10. Love Song by Sarah Bareilles
I know this isn't really a romantic song so much, but it IS about love, and let's face it, Sarah Bereilles sings it real purty.

11. One Love by U2
U2 does lots of songs about love, but I like this one. Also very good is the Keziah version off the In The Name of Love: Africa Celebrates U2 album.

12. Bubbly by Colbie Callat
Sue me. I love this song. I think it's sweet.
Shut up.

Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
-H. L. Mencken


Movies (very much not in order except for the first one)

1. Imagine Me & You
Probably one of the only non-comedic romantic movies I can actually watch without getting bored or falling asleep. Plus, Lena Headey is so cute, even when she's not being Sarah Connor. And it's all British. And it has Giles. Dancing. Really, what more could you want? *warning: read the back of the box. Not everybody might like this one*

2. Bride & Prejudice
A modern-day, British-Bollywood retelling of the Austen classic. Basically, a bunch of varyingly smart, pretty Indian girls tearing down London, Los Angeles, and Amritsar. With lots of singing. It might take a particular kind of person to like, but is a good add-on for someone who liked Bend It Like Beckham but wanted more singing.

3. Philadelphia Story
Although it's definitely got that lovely misogyny so rampant in movies from this era, and Cary Grant's a bit of a wanker (but then, when isn't he?), this movie is still excellent. Katherine Hepburn at her sarcastic best.

4. Zombieland
Young love, gore, crazy Texans, random disregard for the English language, AND blatant misuse of a beloved folk-country instrument. What more could you ask for?

5. Pride and Prejudice
Can't really not mention this (while I am very pointedly not mentioning Wuthering Heights or Gone With The Wind. Or Twilight. VERY pointedly.) While of course the movie can't see the book with that special new telescope (explained by Hank Green), the only rendition I really like is the Keira Knightly one. For some reason I couldn't really get into all this until about 4 months ago, when it played on HBO and I laughed until I cried. That said, I sincerely recommend the book, especially if you are one of those people who think Rhett and Scarlett were the be-all end-all of romance. Also one of the only period-speak books which is so sarcastic you will laugh until you almost pee. Trust me, mother-recommended, daughter-approved (I love you, mom!)

6. The Thin Man
What, you thought all romances were about when 2 people first meet? This movie comes in on any list of purely excellent movies, but in romance it is especially good. The completely unwavering love, devotion, and snark Nick and Nora Charles share is something I have yet to see replicated anywhere (except possibly by my parents). My daydream is to someday have a relationship this happy. Also, you will never see as much booze consumed by 2 people anywhere in film again. Ever.

7. Mr. And Mrs. Smith
I still believe this is actually a documentary of the everyday lives of Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie. Just sayin'.

8. Fantastic Mr. Fox
The closest thing I think you'll find to a romance for kids. The voice talents of George Clooney and Meryl Streep make the characters even more fun. This one is worth watching any time, I love it.

9. The Matrix
What? You thought this was just about philosophy and fighting the man and looking badass in sunglasses and leather indoors? Look again. In fact, in the end it's all a love-can-conquer-death situation. Plus, you know, there's Morpheus, and they blow a bunch of stuff up. Wooo!

10. Benny and Joon
This is really the only 'normal' romance flick on this list, so that might clue you in to my tastes right there. Johnny Depp is all young and cute and keeps doing crazy tricks with hats and stuff (and doesn't he look a lot like a certain very tall skinny friend of mine who recently cut most of his hair off?). Also, this is the movie that made a certain song very famous (see above).

11. His Girl Friday
This movie is so funny and brilliant you really won't realize it's even a romance until it's over. Seriously.

12. Hellboy
Proof that cross-species and cross-dimension love can be real. Never thought you'd be rooting for the giant red demon-creature to hook up with Selma Blair? Soon you will.

13. The Mummy
For some reason, my mom doesn't like Brenden Fraser, so she won't watch this movie, but I think the chemistry between Fraser and Rachel Weisz is so cute, I don't even mind all the dorky archeological faux pas. Of course, when someone's running from an evil undead computer-generated monster and they knock over a vase and you wince when the vase breaks, that might be clue you have a problem...

14. The Proposal
Like I said, I usually despise romantic comedies (at least any that came out in the last 20 years), but this is one exception. This is the movie which made me forgive Ryan Reynolds for Buried, which makes it o.k. for him to do Green Lantern. Whew!

15. Howl's Moving Castle
As usual, read the book. But in this case, the book is so different and Miyazaki is such a genius, this story about a downtrodden young woman cursed to look like an old woman and hired as a cleaning woman in the giant walking creature-house of an irresponsible young sorcerer is really very sweet. I know. Hayao Miyazaki has never done anything bad.

The Honorable Mention Shpeel
See, as you may have realized, my problem with a majority of romance films is that that's all they are: romance. Real life isn't like that (or it shouldn't be), so why do we watch movies about impossibilities? Or rather, why not impossibilities like romance and giant robots (Transformers, the first one only)-a note: I will watch anything with giant robots. I have a very big geek spot there, aliens and romance (Independence Day, we love Will Smith!), metal 'prostheses' and romance (Iron Man), gratuitous gore and romance (Planet Terror, or the new show The Walking Dead. Seriously, dude travels the countryside during a zombie apocalypse looking for his family without even any evidence that they are even alive? If that's not love, what is?), big blue cat people and romance....and Michelle Rodriguez (Avatar. Dude changes species for his girl. That's romantic right there). BTW, if you like Michelle Rodriguez (and didn't barf watching Planet Terror), than you're gonna love Machete.

"You make me understand how wonderful it is for little lizards when they find that one special rock that's perfect for sunning themselves on. You make me lizard-happy."
-Randy K. Milholland



The Lists
Well, since we have now finished with the more obvious stuff, I made some wierder stuff up! First of all, cutest couples!

My parents.
You guys are some of the most cutestest people ever. I miss you!

Zoe and Walsh from Firefly.
Come on fellow nerds! Back me up! Oh, Joss. We miss this so much.

Lily and Marshall from How I Met Your Mother
I know lots of people don't watch this anymore, although I don't know why. NPH sure as snot hasn't stopped being funny! But Lily and Marshall are just so cute and joined at the hip. And they always back each other up.

Ellen Degeneres and Portia (De Rossi) Degeneres
To quote Castle:
Kevin: I'm telling ya, true commitment is a thing of the past. I mean, name one happily married couple.
Castle: DeGeneres and De Rossi.
Jon: Ooh. I think he's got you there, bro.
-Nanny McDead, Season 1


"All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon sand."
-Ella Wheeler Wilcox



And now,
The Best Bromances on TV! (come on, you know you want to)


1. Sam and Dean Winchester (Supernatural)

I stick by my boys. Plus, it's true. They've each died to save the others life like, what, three times now? Something like that. And the bro thing gets an extra point since they are brothers.

2. John Watson and Sherlock Holmes (Sherlock Holmes canon)
I was referring to the characters played by Martin Freeman and Benedict Cumberbatch in BBC's modern-day reboot Sherlock, but the point stands anywhere. These two have been uncontested bros for, like, ever.

3. George Sands and John Mitchell (Being Human)
And I am talking about the UK Being Human, because I can't stand the U.S. one. They met in a back alley when Mitchell told off some fellow vampires who were going to beat George to death over the longstanding cultural dislike between vampires and werewolves, and they've pretty much been getting pissed down at the pub together every week ever since. I love this show.

4. Will Truman and Grace Adler (Will & Grace)
Snigger. Tell me I'm wrong. Another show I love.

Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.
-Matt Groening


Best Breakup Music Video

I figured there was enough stuff for normal happy people, how about something to cheer up those people who's Valentine's Day SUCKED? I have never found a Pink video I didn't love. I particularly adore the bit where she's riding her riding lawnmower down the street in morning day traffic, and the fact that the 'i'm gonna drink my money, not gonna pay his rent' line seems to be a reference to coffee...

'So What' by P!nk


Love is not a bandage to cover wounds.
-Hugh Elliott

Love Yourself
Here's another bit from Pink that should buoy you up if you're feeling down on yourself (warning: as the name should clue you in, it does have swearing and the like). Also, great way to get my Tina Majorino fix since Veronica Mars went off air. At least I can see Kristin Bell in other stuff (like this. Can't wait!)

'Fuckin' Perfect' by P!nk



A good relationship is like fireworks: loud, explosive, and liable to maim you if you hold on too long.

-Jeph Jacques

Stuff To Cheer You Up
Now that all the normal bases are covered, what about those of us who were shocked to come in to school and find it decked out in red and pink? What about people who have no one to get Valentines from and are feeling a little left out? Well, let's try some self love here.

More Pink

'Raise Your Glass' by P!nk



Movie:

All About Steve
For some reason, they marketed this as a romance, which it is not, so people got all pissed when they went to see it and instead got Sandra Bollock being brilliant as an odd young woman who falls madly and randomly in love with some dude she just met. The dude, for obvious reasons, takes off. The young lady follows. But instead of them realizing they're really meant to be together or something, they end up on good terms, the young lady has a couple of adventures and makes some new friends, and in the end realizes she doesn't need a guy to define her. I smiled all the way through this.

Song:


Beautiful Day by U2

The music video's a little silly, but this is my favorite song of all time. I think it can cheer up anyone.


Maybe kissing is sort of like nature's coffee.
-Scott Westerfeld


And, as they say, That's All, Folks!
Another post will be up soon, probably full of odd little anthropology related stuff and giant space weasels and all. Like normal.
Enjoy the heck out of the rest of your week, and here it is, you're moment of Zen (apologies to Jon Stewart):


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Meanwhile In

Posted by Miz B on Friday, February 04, 2011
I've decided that I will probably never actually do an updated, coherent, cohesive, 'up-to-this-moment' post, so I might as well just do one of the normal kind and hope it fills in the gaps. As some of you should know, I have now moved to my second family. They consist of my very lovely host mother, Lucha, who is a teacher (although not at me school. I think she does grade school. Brave woman.); my host father Pablo, who is a cop, and also very nice. He wants to help me with my Spanish (oddly, my accent, the one thing I was best at when I got here has been slipping without my realizing it). He will probably be in my good book for pretty much ever, since he was the one who told me very seriously that, after much consideration, he thought I was about 85% fluent. I don't know if I agree with that, but it was such a nice thing to hear from anyone anyway. I have 2 host sisters, but the one I actually knew before and was really looking forward to living with, Melissa, just started university. In Jalapa. So, I won't see her anytime soon, darn it. The sister I am living with, Ingrid, is 14 and in high school (prepa) too, but not my school. Also in the house is my host brother, also named Pablo (he shall be reffered to as Pablito for difference). He is actually a lot like an 18 year old Tristan, except with fewer video games. And he's at least borderline nice to me at all times. And he can drive. So not like a real brother at all. Hi, Tristan! There's also a semi-constant parade of non-residents coming through the house and essentially behaving like they live there. I will now endevour to introduce the most important ones. Anouk, y'all should know, is our 16 year old German exchange student. This was her last family (she's now with her second, which will be my last), but she comes through every couple of days. For the next month or so she's on crutches, too. She fell while helping give her new host sister a bath and fractured her foot. Louis, who is a relation of the family (just don't ask me to explain how). He's in his 20's and currently studing for his taxi drivers (driver? driving? friggin English) license. He shows up and hangs around, helps carry things, does odd jobs. Mari, who is la muchacha, which is someone a lot of people around here have. Sort of like a housekeeper/maid, but the relationship is different. I can't really explain it, it's a Mexican thing. I have learned a couple new things here. Never use the middle burner on the stove unless you want to wake up the whole neighborhood. Never leave your personal bar of soap in the bathroom overnight. Never assume the message will get there if you have to pass it through more than one person. Never, ever go near the dog when he has been anywhere near the fish pond. And never assume you killed it the first time (see yesterday's post). I've also done some new things. I've watched Fellowship of the Ring on HBO and said all the lines. With voices. I found an alcoholic drink I love. It's some kind of cocktail that tastes like a Dreamsicle smoothie. But with alcohol. I accidentally set fire to a role of toilet paper. No one died. Shut up. Now, life goes on, uniterupted. The original point of this post was to comment on exactly how wacky the world is nowadays. Here's some stuff that happened this week, just to prove my point: Traffic rumbled to a halt in Cambridgeshire, England which seems to have involved a truck exploading. I can only figure the traffic was stopped because everyone got out to watch the road being covered in a snow of duck feathers. I'm serious. A little closer to home (or at least to my home), it snowed in Juarez, Mexico for one of the only times in recorded history. Now, it may seem like the slight dusting they recieved might be a little wussy to the northern Americans (get it? get it? bad geography humor) who are being buried under mountains of snow and cold. But for those of us down south who have never even seen snow, take it from someone who has been trying to explain what real cold is for 6 months, you gotta see this to belive it. So, when the almighty snowstorm of the north sprinkled over the border, bringing with it 9 degree temperatures, life shuddered to a halt south of the border, and the Governor declared a state of alert. Hundreds of homeless people who would, in normal circumstances have been fine, migrated to shelters to avoid the cold. Planes stopped, schools closed, power died, streets were deserted. Weird, huh? Also, the oldest woman in the world, 115-or-so-year-old Eunice Sanborn passed away in her Texas home this Monday. The world will mourn her passing. Next up, Georgia's Bess Cooper. What is it about the South? And this has nothing to do with the week or really, life in general, but here's something that should make starving college students very happy.

Note: I recorded a 10 minute video of me going around my new house, but when I tried to download it from my camera so I could upload it here, my POS computer decided it was a good time to update and restart my camera interface application without prompting me, which not only locked up and then crashed the system, but appearently corrupted the file on my camera. So, I will be going home and re-recording it to try again tomorrow, and just hoping against hope it hasn't corrupted the actual camera chip or something, like it did it my flashdrive. Boycott Dell.

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Posted by Miz B on Thursday, February 03, 2011 in ,
I know this is no way to come back from a hiatus, but I am so worried and depressed about this, I just thought I should spread it around. Anybody up on world events should have heard something about the situation in Egypt (that's what they call major...*ahem* incidents nowadays, 'situations). I would like to take this moment to shout out to Cody for his consistent Twitter and Facebook posts on the subject. Mexico is a little starved for major news avents from the rest of the world, so without him I probably wouldn't have found out about this for months. As a lot of the people who've had to be locked in car with me for any length of time should know, it has long been one of my dreams to visit the Museum of Egyptian Antiquities in Cairo, one (if not the) largest collections of Egyptian artifacts on the planet. I have been obsessed with Eqyptology since I was about 6 or so (ever since my mother, god bless her, got me that very colorful and engaging book on the ancient Egyptians mummifing procedures). I also consider Zahi Hawass one of my personal heroes, up there with Gandhi and Rosie the Riveter. If you don't know who Zahi Hawass is, shame! His name shows up in the news a suprisingly huge amount for a lowly Egyptologist. Well, he's not really lowly. He has so many titles and honors I can't really list them all (check his Wikipedia page for a start). He is widely considered largly responsible for the return of a fantastic amount of Egypt's history back to Egytpian soil (a Herculean feat, if you consider the political climate of the age), and while I am sure there are more than a couple irritated buracrates and stuffy British or American professors locked in offices somewhere cursing the very ground on which he walks, I think a very inteligent and learned person who has dedicated so much of their life not just to returning the objects that tell the story of their country's rich and fascinating history back to the land from which they came, but also seeking to display, protect, and study them to learn more about that history and teach the public and the world (at the same time giving the tourist trade a very good reason to detour through a country they might otherwise miss, bringing more valuable money to a country that could certainly use it)is worthy of being idolized.
Jeepers, I think I got a little off-topic.
Anyway, as the complicated political situation turned from sullen sparks into a full-on bush fire throughout the city and the country, I and appearently the rest of the educating world watched in horror as present day political disagreements (and remember, as you watch people tossing Molotov cocktails over the barriers in downtown Cairo, I mean disagreement in a strong sense) threatened thousands of years of one of the richest and most important civilizations in our history.
I may sound over-dramatic, but you need to understand my point of view. For example, of all the horrors and unspeakable evil that have occured over the years in the Middle East, the one picture that can, and probably always will, be able to make me disolve into tears no matter the situation is this one:



That is Mushin Hasan, deputy director of the National Museum of Iraq in Baghdad in April 2003, sitting in the ruins of what used to be one of the museums prized exhibits after vandals and looters broke in looking for riches to steal and sell. Thousands of years of irreplaceable history from the very cradle of civilazation, destroyed forever in one careless night. To me, this is a crime on the scale of murder. It is a genocide of history, of knowledge. By destroying what is left of the lives of dead people, we destroy the only thing that holds them here. By destroying their remnants, we destroy them.
Hopefully this can convey the level of my horror as I watch, thousands upon thousands of miles and an ocean away, unable to do anything as thoughtless actions destroy irreplacable parts of history, and hundreds of years of hard work and study. Several major news sorces have published something on the break in at the actual Museum in Cairo, but the worry has not abated for the rest of the country. Many if not most of the most important archeological sites (for those laymen among you who won't get it if I start naming any places that haven't shown up in the movies: when I say 'archeological site', think 'The Sphinx') are very out of the way, and virtually unprotected. The Valley of the Kings, for example, not to mention hundreds of smaller and largely remote sites scattered all down the Nile and through what was the Lower Kingdom.
One thing that has, for the moment, restored my faith in humanity are the suprising and quite impressive actions being taken by Egyptian citizens all over the country. The break in at the National Museum, as mentioned in the above article, was relatively small considering, thanks largely in part to a human shield created by locals who linked arms and physically placed themselves around the museum to stop anyone getting in.
I was especially struck by the story of a group of Alexandrian youths who are now being thanked for their actions, which included guarding neighborhoods, directing traffic, and protecting public buildings -including the Library of Alexandria. (Read about it here, about halfway down).
Many remote sites are being protected by local villagers, who have been doing things like camping in the sites overnight to protect them. It's amazing and inspireing to see the actions of a country who is so proud of it's history and culture.
Interestingly,it also seems I am not the only foreigner with a need to help! Among the amazing efforts going on outside the country is a very clever way of getting help to places that are in danger that works around the country-wide technology blackout. A scientist in Egypt will call someone in the U.S. or a similarly equipped country with news of a place that might be being looted. This person will find the GPS coordinates of these sites through the internet, using Google Earth, among other things, and then relay the information back to the scientist on the ground, who will then relay the information to the Egyptian military. Telling soldiers which archeological site is in danger is relatively useless, but giving coordinates ensures they have something to work with.
So do what you can people, please (obviously the most important thing is for the next month or so, don't buy any Egyptian artifacts! The market's about to get flooded with stolen loot, and the best way to deter the actions are to make them unprofitable.) So please, watch the news people, and do anything you can. Also, please join me in a hearfelt thanks to all the people who have been working so hard to protect the history and culture of a country in danger. One people's history is the world's history.
And if anyone's feeling nice and depressed now, I can only suggest a good look at the closest thing I have to fuzzy therapy. That's right, bookstore cats.
Sorry that this post has almost nothing to do with my actual life. But, school's back in session. Expect more updates soon.

If you're interested in reading more, here's somewhere to get started:
'MSNBC- Archaeologists Assess Tut Tragedy'
'Discovery- Egypts Tombs and Temples Under Siege'
'National Geographic- Egypt's Antiquities and Looting (has video)'
'National Geographic- Zahi Hawass and the Egyptian Museum'
'Science Magazine- Archaeologists Hold Their Breath'
'Discovery- Egypt's Treasures: Assessing The Damage'

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Someone Call Ripley's or Something!!!1!!

Posted by Miz B on Thursday, February 03, 2011
I know the is not, unfortunately, the post you've all been waiting for, but since everybody's a little starved for news at the moment and because I was so tired I started narrating this incident in my head the minute it started, I thought what a waste not to write it out, right? Here goes:
I woke myself up on accident at about 5am, which was, sigh, only about 45 minutes ago. I lay in introspective silence for a couple of minutes, meditating on the coming day (i.e. swearing in my head that it's the first day back at school today, and fighting not to look at the clock to see how long I had), when I realized I was not alone (dun dun DUN - stick with me, folks). There was a very definite sound of chewing coming from the right corner under the window. BTW, that's about 3 feet away from my head. Now, I should first of all point out that I am not squeamish. I have worked summers in a zoo for the last 5 plus years. Heck, I practically LIVE in a zoo back home. But while I can handle ants, mosquitoes, snakes, cockroaches, and even mice without any problem, rats give me pause. Rats fight back. I've been bit by rats before, and that friggin hurts. Plus, those were lab rats. God knows what the average Mexican house rat is carrying. Needless to say, I froze, and than spent a good, slightly sleep-addled three mintutes trying to decide what to do. Eventually, I made a break for the door and the lightswitch, on the off chance that would scare it off (like THAT'S ever worked). I waited for 5 minutes. Didn't work. I went to the kitchen for the broom (scaring the bejeezus out of my host mother on her way back from the bathroom, I might add). I wacked around the general area from 4 feet away and on the bed. I should note, I wasn't actually that worried that the rodent-creature was in the house, or even in the room. I've lived with some sort of small hairy creature in my house for my whole life, so from experience, I was a lot more worried the little bugger was either in my dirty clothes hamper or my shoes. I had a $50 pair of high heels and my favorite jeans on the line, after all.
Meanwhile, the noise had stopped. I had liberally wacked the area, so I figured whoever was over there probably knew I was awake. The lights were still on, and it was well on the way to 5:30 at this point. I should note that I'd been on brake for more than 2 weeks. This was the earliest I'd been up in a long time. I layed down on the bed (feet pulled in. I'm not stupid, I've watched all those crazy vintage Mexican horror films). I was almost asleep when something very definetly rustled, this time from my trash can. Actually, I don't have a trash can, I have a big gift bag left over from my birthday, which is full of trash. I was fairely certain it had nothing but crumbled paper and Kleenex in it, and spent another 3 sleep-addled minutes trying to decide both how to proceed, and if whatever was in that bag might be interested in the *ahem* dried contents of a Kleenex. Suddenly, I realized I was sitting on my bed at 5 in the morning in my PJ's, sitting on my bed with my legs underneath me, holding a broom and staring at a corner that may or may not have contained some small, hairy, completely freaked out little creature. I spent a little while being properly ashamed, than decided there was no way in hell I was going to fight this in my PJ's, and since I was good and woken up by this point, I might as well get up and get ready for school. Keeping an eye on the offending corner, I got into my annoying school uniform, thanking god for the first and last time that the mandatory Mary Jane's were hefty enough to use as a makeshift hammer. I grabbed the broom, tipped the bag over, and sorted through all the trash on the floor. Whew. Nothing there. I had gotten a plastic bag, leaned over, and was about halfway done with putting all the trash into it to take out to the outside can when I looked to the right in time to see something small, drak, scuttly and really freaked out make a break from one end of the overturned 'garbage can' to the other. Now, at this point we are going to utilize one of the coolest side-effects of human evolution- our imaginations. We are going to believe that I calmly got to my feet, calmly left the room, and calmly stood in the hall for a little while while I decided what to do next. I re-entered the room, gathered up the bag with the help of the long-suffering broom, and transported it carefully to the bag patio and into the happily waiting care of our aproximately 100 lb. German Shepherd to shred ten kinds of crap out of it. Then I went back into the house to finish getting ready and eat breakfast.
That's where the story ends, right? Boy, I wish.
See, the behavior of the thing in the bag made me think it was not very coordinated and couldn't climb at all. I was halfway to convincing myslef I had just fed Zeus (the Shepherd) a baby rat or something, and I was almost feeling a little guilty; and it would have ended like that if I hadn't realized I forgot my school tie on my desk, which is incidentally located right next to the previous location of the ill-fated garbage can. I reached for the tie and for probably the 85th time that morning scared the crap out of something small, dark, scuttly, and freaked out. Something which was standing or sitting or waiting right next to my hand. Thing is, the lights in my room kind of suck. So through my...we're going to use our imaginations again and call it suprise, and the little basterds swift movement, I actually never got a descent look at it as it took off back across the desk and off the edge behind it (therebye refuting my rat theory). At this point, I decided I had had enough, so I grabbed my backpack, calmly shut the door and calmly went off to the kitchen to make breakfast.
So that's my story, folks. It was small, scrabbly, black and not a rat.
Yes, ladies and gents, I have finally found the elusive baby chupacabra. Just thought someone should tell science or something.



Expect a more coherent post that wasn't almost completely typed on my replaced Kindle's (!!) internet function at 6am while I was waiting for the bacon to cook and wondering why the middle burner on the stove occasionally spends 10+ minutes at a time making a sound like it's auditioning to be a jet engine.

Note: The picture is not a chupacabra, it's actually a baby Aye Aye. They're very endangered, and, I think, kind of cute in a pathetic way. Also possibly related to Joe. Oh, you don't believe me? It's so hairy! And take a good look at those eyes. Tell me I'm wrong.

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I'm Sorry, You Guys

Posted by Miz B on Monday, January 24, 2011

This is going to be unfortunately brief, because I am borrowing my new host sisters computer to type it, and she wants it back. I am in my new family, and things are going well. Unfortunately, it is now my school's spring break, which means I am stuck home for 2 weeks. And guess what? They only have wireless. I would like to thank Ed for all the work he's been putting into trying to help me fix my computer, but it is still not working. And as a public service announcement to the rest of you, I know I've said this before, but just in case the people in space didn't here me, never buy Windows. Or anything to do with windows. Sure, I've had problems with my Apples before, but have I ever ever had something completely non-functioning right out of the box? Not even. This computer had never worked, and no remotely logical reason has ever been found. Complain all you want, tell me I'm wrong, but the one time I finally decided to take the plunge and give it a try, and it has royally...messed...with my life in a way I did not want or need. So, I really am sorry. I wish I could tell you more, but as in most failed endevors, it's going down, once again, to failed equipment. See you in February, unless the miracle monster strikes.

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And If You Happen To Be REALLY Bored...

Posted by Miz B on Thursday, January 20, 2011 in ,
I should be able to put up a semi-coherent post either today or tomorrow, but right now I just fell asleep for five minutes on my keyboard. That said, if you want something to read, check this out. I laughed a lot. In other news, if you have got some time on your hands, start watching White Collar! For example, yesterdays episode had an interesting misuse of a motorizes wheelchair, Neil in a t-shirt (I was shocked),and then we got to see Peter chase down Harry Dresden on a commandeered (there´s no spell check on this computer) police horse. I should probably apologise to Paul Blackthorne right now, but I am never going to be able to think of him as another character. Not that he is really the Harry I think of. I always imagine Harry as Timothy Olyphant.


Actually, I have an almost complete cast of the Dresden Files on my computer. It is, once again, possible that I need a life. Somebody send me some knitting needles and yarn! I have started biting my nails again. Shame.
Wow. I really got off-topic. I completely forgot what I wanted to say when I started.
Drat.

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And Then There's The Screaming Part Again...

Posted by Miz B on Tuesday, January 18, 2011 in , , ,

Now that life has moved on and forgotten me, I am going to finally post the post you've all been waiting for...well, maybe not. But I'm going to try. First of all, sorry for the delay. It seems to happen ever time I want to do a post with a LOT of pictures. Because of the way I have to post pictures through Blogger, I have to do them as I come to them, or risk getting completely lost. To do this, I need an internet connection, and to get that, I have to stay hunched over a work bench with no legroom and a seat that is both uncomfortable AND too small for me. Which sucks. I am now thoroughly able to sympathize with the solitary hillbilly, out in the boonies of Kentucky, who still doesn't have wireless. Groan. Anyway, here's some of my life for the time being: I would like to wish my host brother, Louis Fernando, a happy birthday! I'm glad you liked the shirt so much. I want to once again extend condolences to the family and friends of Senor Herrera. If there's ever anything I can do, please let me know.
As some people may know, the last 2 weeks or so have been a little hectic, in a non-productive sort of way. Firstly, the power went out again for a day, and then the internet went out for another 2 (we don't know what happened, it thought it was working, but no-one could use it. Extra fun!). Also, I was supposed to be swapping to my second family. Let me slow down and explain some stuff here: Firstly, everyone here in this club has 3 host families. I didn't know this until last week, but everyone is supposed to have about 4 months with each family. I currently have almost 6 with this family. We were then supposed to swap on 4 January. Okay, I was nervous but excited, I spent a hellish day trying to get everything I own packed (not especially because I have a lot of stuff, but because I have a lot more than I brought with me, but nothing new to put it in). Then, that night, it turned out that for some reason, the other host families had delayed the process. They weren't ready to receive other kids, because everybody decided now was a smashing time to repaint the house, or go on vacation, or whatever, I don't know. So it got delayed until the 10th (after school re-started, because that'll make things easier <-this is sarcasm).
I again spent a whole 5 hours packing all my stuff, dragging it down the stairs, cleaning the room, putting all my sheets in the downstairs laundry, yadda yadda. Guess what someone finally remembered to tell me by 8pm, after I was done?
Yeah, I wasn't so pleased either. Yesterday was the 17th, obviously, and I FINALLY moved. Oh, BTW, I am typing this in school. I can't use the internet in the new house. So far, in the life of this irritating little machine (NEVER USING WINDOWS AGAIN! AAAAGH!), it has yet to function with the wireless in any private dwelling, here OR in the U.S. In Mexico, the only place I've been able to use it is in this school.
I like my room so far (pictures to follow, when I take them). It is significantly lacking in pink and dolls and little pink, doll-ish knickknacks (and a trash can and a laundry basket, but I'll live). It's definitely supposed to be a boys room (thank god), so it's blue and relatively Spartan. All the furniture got stuffed in there when they started construction on the back of the house, so none of the furniture is in a place where it actually fits, and none of the things that are supposed to be on the wall ARE on the walls. The whole room smells like wood polish (so now I do, which is interesting), and the bed is a twin, but too short so my whole body doesn't really fit on it, which is also interesting. I am so used to sleeping on the freaking giant King size bed, I need to get re-accustomed to the smaller bed. I don't think it will be that hard, I didn't like the big one. Also, the room has a giant window, but is significantly lacking in curtains. I don't mind so far, since I go to bed after the sun has set, and leave before it rises in the morning, but I imagine I will be annoyed by this by the weekend. One more week to go in the semester, and than SPRING BREAK (well, that's how it works here). 5 days to waste (i.e. sleep) how I please. Maybe. More to follow on the new house and, more importantly, the internet situation as it unfolds.
ALSO, mom managed to somehow get ahold of the Amazon.com folks and make them send me a new Kindle!!!!
I'm only telling you this so you'll have yet more proof that my mom is pure AWESOME.

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WTF, America?

Posted by Miz B on Tuesday, January 18, 2011 in ,

I don't usually like to bring up politics or current events as much on this, because I am not at home so any misunderstandings can't be talked out. But this, this needs to be said:
Why haven't we heard about this?
This flooding started in JULY!! I asked around, no one around here has any idea what I'm talking about. Google it. You get 2 BBC articles and 1 New York Times piece that hasn't been updated since NOVEMBER.
This has displaced over 20 million people. The reported death toll is currently at over 1600 (and this is Pakistan. How well do you think this was documented?). I'll give you an example: Hurricane Katrina, the biggest natural disaster to hit the U.S. in almost forever, killed a grand total of 1836. New Orleans and the entire surrounding area's total population is around 1,360,436.
This is wrong.
I know the U.S. has barely enough money to take care of ourselves at the moment, but this should NOT be ignored like this. If a group of miners stuck down a hole can make worldwide headlines for weeks, why have we heard next to nothing about an ongoing event destroying the lives of millions and millions of people in an already tough part of the world which our government had an undeniable hand in dismantling?
Even if our government is not doing anything, this should not be ignored.


And I'll get off my soapbox. Have a good week!

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Ladies and Gentlemen, Let Me Present...

Posted by Miz B on Saturday, January 01, 2011 in ,
As usual, I have a plan for a big, long, impressive post, but I haven't slept for longer than 4 hours at any given time over the last 4 days. So, rather than inflict that sort of horror on my poor, innocent, naive readers (sorry, I tried to keep a straight face), I would just like to say this:
I'm back, I'm not dead, Chiapas is awesome, I'm swapping families in 3 days (actually kind of looking forward to that), and a very happy New Year to all you sports fans!
Coming up next, a post which may or may not involve life changing events, retirements, ponies, musings on the future of my mom (don't worry, it's a good thing), many pictures, cave systems, giant-ass waterfalls, dead rabbits, food poisoning (sweet Jesus I wish I was making that up), musings on language, the end of the middle (NOT the TV show), New Years grapes, and where I am going from here.
Scared yet? You should be. Enjoy the symmetry, m4thl33t5, because the world is ending next year according to a badly misunderstood chunk of translations from a group of half-clothed crazy people whose entire system of government hinged on throwing people into large spring pools (that's a little simplistic, but I think the point still stands. Good grief, one of their major deities was the god of suicide, for crissakes!).
Anyway, Welcome to 2011, everybody!


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