Friday, March 06, 2009

Create Hikaru Dorodango


i got this from mythbusters when they were testing idioms... the theoy was that you cant polish shit. well they busted it, Jamie made a very pretty one from lion poo.




i'm going to try it, let see how it works.





Step 1: Create the Mud
In a clean container, add water to the dirt. The ratio of water to dirt will vary depending on the type of dirt. Start by adding a small amount of water, mix, and slowly add more water until the mud reaches an even consistency, similar to dough.



Step 2: Create the Core:
Grab a handful of mud and begin to shape it into a sphere with both hands, squeeze out as much water as you can. Eliminate irregularities from the mass by gently shaking it. The vibration removes voids, increases surface moisture, and facilitates compaction. As you shape/shake the mud, clayey particles will migrate to the surface, forming a slip layer that will make it easier to smooth the mass into a sphere. Proceed to Step 3 when the ball becomes tacky to the touch.


Step 3: Create Preliminary Capsule
Holding the ball in one hand, grab handfuls of dirt with the other and sprinkle the dirt over the ball. With your thumb, gently sweep the excess off, rotating the ball as you do so. Use the outer curvature of your thumb, near the base, to do this. Fumio Kayo has a great video that demonstrates this technique. The newly added dirt will absorb the surface moisture very quickly. Work the ball to point where it retains its shape but isn't so dry that cracks begin to form.


Step 4: Draw the Moisture Out
Insert the ball into a plastic bag. At first, you will only need to do this for 20 minutes or so. Be careful to lay the ball on something soft to prevent a flat area from forming. Water will condense on the inside of the bag and the surface of the ball will become wet again. Remove the ball and repeat Step 3. Return the ball to the bag before cracks begin to appear.
Repeat steps 3 and 4 until the ball begins to feel leather-hard to the touch. You will find that it takes longer for water to condense on the inside of the bag - you can accelerate the process at this point by putting the bag and dorodango in the refrigerator. Note: This will cause the water to condense very quickly, be careful to remove it before too much water condenses out - it will dissolve the ball where it gathers at the bottom of the bag.


Step 5: Create Final Capsule Layer
The brilliant shine of the dorodango is created by applying a final layer of extremely fine particles of dirt. I use two different methods to do this:


On-Site - When you have unlimited access to the dirt that you're working with, simply pat the dry dirt lightly with your hand. Gently rub the fine particles that stick to your hand over the ball.


Off-Site - When you have limited access to the dirt you're working with, screen the dirt into a


plastic container with a lid - a regular window screen works fine. Place the lid on the container and shake. Note: If the lid of the container doesn't seal completely, be sure to wear a dust mask. Wait a few minutes for the dust to settle. Remove the lid; there should be an abundance of very fine dust sticking to the sides. Rub the dust into the ball.
Continue this process until the surface moisture of the ball has been completely absorbed (it looks and feels powdery). Insert the ball into a new plastic bag. Repeat this step as many times as possible to create a thick capsule. When the fine particles no longer adhere to the surface of the ball after you take it out of the bag, you're ready to begin polishing.


Step 6: Polishing
Remove the ball from the bag and let it dry for 20 minutes. Polish with a soft cloth - carefully at first - if any moisture is present, the cloth will mar the surface. Polish or buff more vigorously once the ball is dry.





Yay my roomate is on a mission to itunes all of these songs into one kick ass CD.


these two songs have been stuck in my head all night, they were playing in my dreams



Hey,
don't write yourself off yet
It's only in your head you feel left out or
looked down on.
Just try your best,
try everything you can.
And don't you worry what they tell themselves
when you're away.

[Chorus]
It just takes some time,
little girl you're in the middle of the ride.
Everything (everything) will be just fine,
everything (everything) will be alright (alright).

Hey,
you know they're all the same.
You know you're doing better on your own,
so don't buy in.
Live right now.
Yeah, just be yourself.
It doesn't matter if it's good enough
for someone else.

[Chorus x2]

Hey,
don't write yourself off yet.
It's only in your head you feel left out or
looked down on.
Just do your best,
do everything you can.
And don't you worry what the bitter hearts
are gonna say.

[Chorus x2]

Thursday, March 05, 2009

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_potter_characters

that is the reason i will never be a writer... i cant do that

she's f*****g hot, thats all i have to say about that




Good morning

http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/recipe.aspx?recipeID=45649&WT.dcsvid=MjIwNDQ3NTIzMwS2&WT.mc_id=Newsletter_BettyCrocker_03_04_2009
That is what im making for dinner tonight, it sounds so delicious, i'm getting hungry now.
fast forward an hour or so, and im eating a burrito trying to force myself to drink more water (not at the same time mind you) and doing 12 other things. yay!
there was a reason i started this post. i dont rightly remember what it was.
i woke up this morning and thought it was friday. i was looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow, cause my excercise partner has a baby shower. but alas, alack, no tis thursday, pardon me whilst i cry into my noexistant cheerios.

i feel like posting another picture... lets see what do i feel like today...

i wish i could draw like this, and i love that Ichigo has a monster inside him and he is still considered completely good. (little bit o' social commentary ya think?)

There Thats a bit summery, its been summery around here.

And this one is just cool. The guy with the spikey (waaaayyy spikey) hair is one of my favorites (they're all pretty friggin awesome in thier own way), he's badass he's what i named my bonsai after Kenpachi Taicho (captian Kenpachi) the only ones i dont really like are the blind dude in the back (with the silver glasses) and the robot dude on the left. he gives me the willies)

i might post more later... i dont remember what i was going to post, but it was witty. (to me at least) oh well... it'll have to wait.

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Totally geeking out!



http://205.243.100.155/frames/shrinkergallery.html That is the most awesome thing i have seen in a very very long time.




well besides this: This is the Z machine in Sandia Labs, I love this thing, not the first time i've seen it, but it still impresses me everytime. The pink spidery things are lightning trapped in oil and water so that they can safely dissapate. The Z machine recorded the highest temperature on earth 3.6 billion degrees (2billion K) (on accident) thats hotter than the center of the sun (15 million K) its a friggin X ray generator, and the awesomeness you see here, is whats left over after the thermo nuclear explosion... i knew there was a reason i liked physics. stuff like this happens all the time, and it is beautiful and poetic in its own (totally awesome) way.
ok enough being a geek. i just get so excited by things like this, i dont know why. i know its totally not normal but look at that its gorgeous. speaking of gorgeous, my moms birthday is coming up, and i dont remember how old she is, i want to give her a big shebang for her 50th, but i think thats next year? ok maybe nothing big, maybe a day at the spa, that woman never takes care of her self like she deserves.
it seems everyone around me is losing these massive amounts of weight, and i need to get on that track too. i know what i need to do i just dont have the will power, i've gone what 8 days without candy now and im already thinking of ways around that (chocolate chip cookies arent candy right?)
Things are going pretty well in Drea-land. nothing to write home about really. i've decided (for about the millionth time) that i am going to school in may, even if i have to get another (EEEK!) student loan. im sick of feeling like im never going to do anything in my life, so im going to do something damn it! even if it feels like a small step to me its gigantic. i just need to find a way to balance out all my time between work school the ones i love and sleep and social life. but the way i see it, i've done it before, and people have been doing it for years, so i should be fine (eeek!)

Friday, February 27, 2009

I still remember

the hurt in everyones eyes around me
my mother trying to reassure me while i could see her heart breaking in her face
feeling helpless
feeling responsible
the hole i wanted to crawl into
the smell of the room
the smell of the blood
the anger in her voice as she screamed at me for texting him
the fact i didnt care
the feel of the sofa under me
the rivers of tears
the nurse's perfume
the days it took for reality
the sun coming up two days later
the temperature of the air
the construction signs by the entrance
the admittance nurse
the anger that i had to pay them twice
the feeling that it didnt really matter
the sound of my voice crying out for my mother
the desire to punch the smug little doctor in the face
the inability to move on my own
the blanks i drew when asked coherent questions
the nurse telling me i could not go to the bathroom
the pressure of the machine
the feeling of warmth spreading
the bathroom i still cant go in
the scrubs the nurses wore
the color of the doctors shirt
the blonde of the nice ones hair
the release papers
the feelings of my heart breaking
i dont remember the pain

Thursday, October 23, 2008

blogging for the sake of blogging

hello people.

ok im done, ok maybe not.

Useless link for the day:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Portal:Food
Wikipedia, oh how i love thee, you are my homepage on my blackberry, and you help fuel my insufferable-know-it-allishness

so im supposed to be working, i obviously am not. and my boss is a big killer teddy bear so i'd better not get caught,

updates, i work, get puppies, throw parties, and work some more, oh what a wonderous life i lead.

ok so i work, get puppies, plan parties that i forget to invite people to (note to self: remember to text everyone, as invites will never mail themself and have awful rash from getting too close to post office)

its halloween again and i have like 30+ people showing up at my house next friday and i have not a scrap of food in the house and my kitchen is torn apart in a half hearted effort to re-do my cabinets and have it painted. and now, at the rate im going (which is like, two cabinets per week), its never gonna be done! (start mini panic that is sure to grow as time goes on)

i work with this total weirdo. he keeps saying things like oh well if that guy could see you now, and ooooh scorpio i bet your a passionate lover, and oooh show me some more karate moves (twah?) the guy gives me the skivies, and i dont think my boss is gonna keep him around for long, then again the rate he goes through people who knows if im gonna be here next week.... (and yet shes still blogging...) i keep getting all these stupid political calls, from 4-8 everyday Heather Wilson, Martin Heinrich, Tom Udall, Sara Palin, Barack Obama, (what i dont rate a call from McCain?) i wish just once, that there was a real person at the end of that line. But no, los politicos dont call me, they have some poor sap dialing numbers and pressing play. theyre afraid im going to ask, Governer, dont you think that there are better ways to spend money in this economy than to shop at upscale stores at the expense of your party?, or Senator, exactly how do you expect to make change to a system you havent been in long enough to understand the true function of? or congresswoman, when was the last time you did something for your state and not for your pocketbook? or hey Mr. Heinrich, youre a total babe.

hold on have to see if this check will clear...
yay i love it when they actually do have money.

where was i, see i started working again and now i dont feel like blogging anymore. im all paranoid about the cabinets, does anyone out there know how to work a sandblaster? 20 years of paint and a drimmel not the best combo.

ne way yeah i think im done maybe more later.

love yall

Monday, February 18, 2008

The sun sets across the ocean
I'm a thousasnd miles from anywhere
A pocketbook and my heart
Both just got stolen
And that sun act like she don't even care
Wind blows cold when you reach the top
It feels like someone's face is stuck to the bottom of my shoe
I got a plastic Jesus and a cordless telephone
Everybody but you telling me what to do
Well I've been down so long
Oh it can't be longer still
And I've been down for so long
That the end must be drawing near
I looked to everybody but me
To answer my prayers
Til I saw an angel in the bathroom
Who said she saw nobody worth saving anywhere
And the blind man on the corner said
"It's Simple, like flipping a coin
Don't matter what side it lands on
It's somebody else's dime"
Well I've been down so long
Oh It can't be longer still
And I've been down so long
That the end must be drawing near
I take a trip
I catch a train
I catch a plane
Got a ticket in my hand
And then a fat man takes my money
And like cattle we all stand
We've been down so long
Oh it can't be longer still
We've been down so long
That the end must be
I know the end must be
Oh I know the end
Must be drawing near

ok so i was looking at my past blogs and it is definitely an emotional minefield.

im sick, i've been sick for so long that im just run down. i've been sick since december 26th, but no one seems to know whats going on. if i were on better terms more friendly terms with lindsey i might feel more comfortable with talking to her mom cause i think she could help me. but its to the point where the doctors are testing me for everything including HIV which i dont have and knew i didnt have thankyouverymuch! where was i? oh yeah sick. so yeah that and i have not had my aunt visit since october 21, which means im not ovulating, which i just take as proof that they were all wrong and i really am broken. so it could be thyroid, hormones, weight, or something serious. yay.

as for weight i have been wanting to take care of that but you cant really work out when you cant breathe, i have losst a few pounds but i think that is more due to inablitly to eat then anything else, and i must say im happy for that cause they had me on prednisone there for a while and i thought that i was gonna blow up like a baloon, but i was fortunate. my face has been swollen for a while now thats no good for someones self image, especially when i just got a haircut that accentuates my face. speaking of my hair cut my hair grows too damn fast its been what three or four weeks and its already down to my chin again.

i drew for the first time in forever, which made me feel better, my doctor, one of the many doctors i should say, stupid fucking HMO's i dont get to see my doctor till the 18th of next month one of the urgent care doctors told me i need to go out and enjoy life. (not in a creepy you're dying sort of way, because even though im sick im not deathly ill) what was i talking about, oh yeah and it reminded me that i havent really done the things i love to do in so long that i dont even know if i like to do them anymore.

ok enough woe-is-me crap. im giving up beef. i saw that video of those cows at the Hallmark slaughter house and i'm giving up beef until they have some better regulation in order, i may just give up meat in general because i know what they do to those poor chickens. (although i loves me some chicken) and there is so much crap in the pesticides that i think i'll just have to go organic. which lets face it, would probaby (probably? definitely is more like it) be better for me. lets just see if my will power and wallet can hold out. eww i just scratched my ear and the medicine is oozing out cause i forgot a friggin cotton ball. space cadets like me shouldnt be allowed to be sick for the plain and simple fact that im not organized enough to take the proper care of myself to get well. damn that stuff tastes disgusting (not the eardrops).

ok lets post three happy things so i dont feel so crappy.
its very nice and springlike out today and i think i can finally fly my pretty toucan kite.
i have health insurance
i've had my car over a year and techinically never been late with a payment which means my credit is probably finally clearing up
i made some really cool jewelry last night
i am loved
i havent taken any vicodin or ibuprophen today and i can swallow
my daddy is building me shelves on sunday
i will finally get to paint my kitchen this weekend (eek! got to finally decide on a color!)
es que im sexy even when im sick

see ok im happy now. im just so damn tired and im tired of being tired.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Been stuck in my head for days now

Stupid ipod Commercials

Artist: Feist.
Album: The Reminder
Title: 1234
One Two Three Four
Tell me that you love me more
Sleepless long nights
That is what my youth was for

Old teenage hopes are alive at your door
Left you with nothing but they want some more
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, You know who you are

Sweetheart bitterheart now I can tell you apart
Cosy and cold, put the horse before the cart
Those teenage hopes who have tears in their eyes
Too scared to own up to one little lie
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, you know who you are

One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then
One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, you know who you are
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, you know who you are
Oh, who you are
For the teenage boys
They're breaking your heart
For the teenage boys
They're breaking your heart

Artist: CSS (Cansei de ser sexy)
Album: (i had a hard enough time finding the song)
Title: Music is my hot, hot sex

From all the drugs the one i like more is music
From all the junks the one i need more is music
From all the boys the one i take home is music
From all the ladies the one i kiss is music (muah!)

Music is my boyfriend
Music is my girlfriend
Music is my dead end
Music is my imaginary friend
Music is my brother
Music is my great-grand-daughter
Music is my sister
Music is my favorite mistress

From all the shit the one i gotta buy is music
From all the jobs the one i choose is music
From all the drinks the one i get drunk is music
From all the bitches the one i wannabe is music

Music is my beach house
Music is my hometown
Music is my kingsize bed
Music is where ie meet my friends
Music is my hot hot bath
Music is my hot hot sex
Music is my back rub
Music is where i'd like you to touch

Claro-que-sim Fui escoteira-mirim Direto da escola, não Não ia cheirar cola Nem basquete, pebolim O que eu gosto não é de graça O que gosto não é farsa Tem guitarra, bateria, computador saindo som Alguns dizem que mais alto que um furacão (rhéum) Perto dele eu podia sentir Saía de seu olho e chegava em mim Sentada do seu lado Eu queria encostar Faria o tigela até o sol raiar Debaixo do lençol Ele gemia em ré bemol Fiquei tensa Mas tava tudo bem Ele é fodão, mas eu sei que eu sou também

no hablo portugese dont ask, i dont know, oh wait babel fish.

"Clearly-that-yes I was escoteira - mirim Direct of the school, did not go to smell glue Nor basquete, pebolim What I taste is not of favour What taste is not humbug Has guitar, battery, computer leaving sound Some says that higher than an hurricane (rhéum) Close to it I could feel I left its eye and I arrived in me Seated of its side I I wanted to lean I would make the earthen bowl until the sun to come in sight Underneath of the sheet It I moaned in flat reverse speed I was tense But It tava all good is fodão, but I know that I am also" ok still dont know what it says. i give up.