Below Chantry Flats

I should just call this blog, the Chantry Flats blog, since that's all I ever really put up here huh? Someday I'll make these pictures really local so people can see what Chantry is all about.

But for now, you get exclusive privileges.

So this time around I take the guys to the bottom of the trail; the one I took last Easter Sunday where I saw the pirate pirate squirrel. Except this time, when we reached the river, we went downstream instead of up to the waterfall. For all of us there, it was our first time, and I sure wasn't expecting to take my camera out as much as I did, but here you go. Enjoy!

Below Chantry Flats

*hint - you can navigate using your arrow keys!
- press down + b to slide!
- press select repeatedly when you fall in a pit, and you can enter glitch mode!

*UPDATE! : I think this is the guy we kept seeing around the place:

1. Taricha torosa - California Newt
2. Wiki - California Newt

"Like other Taricha members, the glands in the skin of T. torosa secrete the potent neurotoxin tetrodotoxin, which is hundreds of times more toxic than cyanide. This is the same toxin found in pufferfish and harlequin frogs. Researchers believe that bacteria synthesize tetrodotoxin and the animals that employ the neurotoxin acquire it through consumption of these bacteria. This neurotoxin is so strong that it is enough to kill most vertebrates, including humans. However, they are dangerous only if ingested, and can be safely kept as pets."

Good thing Mel wasn't hungry at the time.

Hodge Podge

Poor blorg. I have been neglecting you haven't I? Well here we go, since I cannot sleep..let us update a bit.

Hmm. Seeing as how my macross project is getting dusty, I'll probably move that into a section of its own. But anyway..I couldn't sleep when I started going through the pictures, but now as I'm nearing the end, I am quite ready for bed. So quickly here, this is just a bunch of pictures I had left in my camera for a while now. Some adventures and misadventures with friends old and new. Mostly clouds (of course), and the waterfall hike (of course), squirrelz (duh) and an octo-stick. :o

Yeah. Enjoy! zzz.

Hodge Podge



*hint - you can navigate the slide-show with your arrow keys. :o

Toy Toy Toy Joy

Macross Blog has been moved to its own location!! :D

http://boxyheadmacross.blogspot.com/

Too bad I still haven't updated it since January. >_>

hehe. Soon though!!

Snowsome Hike

I told myself I'd go back to this trail when it got colder to see the snow, but I didn't expect to see it so soon. Granted, there wasn't much, but it was a pleasure to see. :] Nice to have been with friends at the time too. Sadly, it was late when we started and so the sun was already hiding behind the mountains just as we got to where the snow was. That made climbing the incline a lot more dangerous, being icy and all. Already, we were seeing a lot of the usual Korean hikers going down and slipping despite their fancy hiking sticks. One almost hit her head on a rock when she fell down, I believe. Lucky she didn't.

We'll go back next time. :] Most likely there will be more snow then.

Not much, but enjoy:

Snowsome Hike

And here's the last time we went there:

Icehouse Hike of yore

The Mouse, The Moon, and Me

What do I do on Friday nights? Apparently I have parties in my head! Well that's perfectly fine. Could it be the first steps to my unhinging? A sublimely subtle slide towards my insanity, surely.

Well I was sitting outdoors at a tea place, under a crisp and cool night wondering why in the world would people prefer to sit indoors, buggered by incandescent light and lousy radio music. Not in a night like this. I mean ...the moon! Look at it. A silver crescent happily sleeping on its mattress of clouds.



Yeah. exactly like that.

The second one, I just added because I am fond of that expression. :o
Got if from a certain koala who does it a lot. :] oh ..i mean :o
And what moon wouldn't be nice with such an expression? Just look at his phase! (haha get it? phase..face...um... :| ) Yeah. Well if there really was a "man on the moon" (I don't believe it, never seen it) then his face should be thus.

Let me interject my own blog for a moment and say that as I was sitting there, sometimes doodling, sometimes partying in my head, drinking milk tea, there was this mouse...or was it a rat...that would scurry across the street beside me, and up the grass towards me to stop and stare. Let's say it was a mouse to make it cute, but I think it was really a rat. But a cute rat. Really. I didn't think there could be one too, but there it was! After the first flurry of scurrying, I thought I'd never see him again, but he kept coming. Closer too! Not 2 feet away from me, this mouse-that-was-really-a-cute-rat. It would slowly inch towards me and then ..STOP. With a pose that suggested it'd be ready to break in another scurry flurry if I dared even breathe. And of course I breathed, and I even threw a pepper at it, thinking that mice er..rats..will eat peppers. (he didn't)
(side note: squirrels like nuts, but not honey roasted nuts)



See? Told you it was a cute rat. It would do you well not to doubt me again, it would.

What a wonky rat, I thought. I wonder what it wanted. My food wasn't that good, and I didn't smell like cheese (I thought). Then I remembered that one of favorite books had rats that would talk. The rats from Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman. Yeah, go read it, and maybe you'll see cute rats as well when you finally slip into insanity on a friday crescent mooned night. And I did wonder, whether or not he was trying to talk to me and the scurrying was actually his way of telling me to follow him. Yes! Follow the rat to the underground, where all the liberated minds are! No not Berkeley. Better than Berkeley! You know..you type or spell that word a few times, and becomes a non-word. Berkeley. Berkeley. berk e ley. ber kel ey. Seriously.

ser ious ly. se ri iuos ly.

see?

So that takes care of the Moon, and the Mouse. I guess the Me is all over the place in this, but here's a doodle that unexpectedly came up:



:o
That should be the face of the cinder block.



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The End. So what does it mean? Why don't we have you tell me. More fun that way. :]

:o

And that was my Friday night.
Right now it's Saturday. Prime time for jazz and cleaning. Positive outlooks ahead with 20% chance of boba. May your days be just as nice, if not crazy.

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