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May 31, 2006

Wordless Wednesday #4 Jewelery by Margaux Lange

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Jewelery by Margaux Lange available at

http://www.margauxlange.com/jewelrygallery.htm

May 30, 2006

Pop Culture for Sale - Warhol Duds

On June 22nd Christie's NY will auction off the personal effects of pop culture icon Andy Warhol. If you always wanted to dress like Warhol.. this is your chance.

How about this wig, circa 1980. $4000-$6000

Wig

Armani Jeans and Cashmere Turtleneck. $800-$1200

Outfit

Ralph Lauren Ties. $600-$800

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Leather Overcoat. $1500-$2500

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Casual Clothes. $800-$1200

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Cowboy Boots. $800-$1200

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Thanks to Jennifer June at Cowboy Boots for bringing this to my attention.

May 29, 2006

Ixnay on the Alenciavay

1031 For at least the past 3 years, probably longer I have ordered the same Starbucks beverage. A Venti house with Valencia; It's orange flavored coffee. Admittedly, not a very common drink. Paris on the Platte in Denver makes a wonderful drink called Cafe Fantasia which is where the I picked up the taste for citrus flavored coffee.

Starbucks gets quite a lot of criticism from coffee snobs and java elitists. Sometimes called the Wal-mart of the coffee world. But the wonderful thing about Starbucks is that they provide a reliable product. The Starbucks beverage I order in the Las Vegas airport, on Sunset Blvd. in Hollywood, and here in my own neighborhood will always taste the same. Which is why I love it. And I do love it. I drink approximately 30 oz. of coffee a day. Coffee is crack for people with jobs and credit cards.

Cg So today it happened. The end of an era. Valencia is being pulled. I could probably track down and hord bottles of the stuff, but eventually it will be gone. So for the next couple of weeks I'll be test driving new flavors until I find something that I like. What's your favorite drink? I need ideas.

Also pa2lou sent me this photo... Thanks

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May 28, 2006

Ficken Chingers At A Yoga Coffee Outlook!!!

Holy Toledo! How lucky am I to have such a fabulous couch surfer? REALLY Really Lucky I think!

Do you know that Angie was the first person to comment here? The Very First!

Hmmm so why isn't Ficken Chingers on my "who I read" list? Cause I'm an idiot, that's why! Seriously she should have been the first on the list.

Go click Angie's Ficken Chingers blog NOW.

She is the most awesome mom and one of the nicest bloggers you will ever meet.

This is for you Angie!

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May 26, 2006

Given the choice this Memorial Day weekend...

Would you pedal a bike 150 miles or write a check for $500 dollars?

I have had many professions in my short life. When I was a rookie EMT, I ran a call on a man who passed out in his apartment. None of the residents, including the patient spoke any English. As the man regained consciousness I worked quickly to determine the reason for his syncope. I will never forget the look in his eyes and the way that he was looking at me. It was complete desperation. He could not speak. It took me a moment to recognize what I was seeing. He was having a stroke. It was my first time seeing it.

Neurological emergencies, disorders, and diseases rank high on my list of fears. Have you ever had your hand shake for no reason? Or maybe your eyelid began twitching uncontrollably. Kinda freaky huh... Did you wonder why your body was doing something you didn't tell it to do? If someone was there with you, maybe you said, "Hey look at my hand... isn't that weird? I can't make it stop.” Did you wonder silently if something was not just wrong, but very wrong?

It's likely that whatever that twitch was it just passed and you forgot about it.

I belong to an online community that I use for networking. Most of the members are there to promote themselves, just as I do. I was fortunate enough to come across Kris Brazeal, who instead of promoting himself, he chose to promote awareness about Multiple Sclerosis. 

MS appears unexpectedly in people between the ages of 20-50, with heavy representation in women and those of northern European ancestry. Imagine if tomorrow you had a twitch that wouldn’t stop. And imagine if over a period of time that twitch turned into a tremor and ultimately you could no longer walk, or hold things, or control the most basic of human functions.

Kris_face_2Kris, no doubt, has the means to make his own contribution to the National MS Society. In fact I’m certain that he has. But in an effort to promote awareness and expand support for those suffering from MS, Kris is going to strap on his helmet and take a short 150 mile bike ride through the Colorado Rockies.

I’m always amazed by the blogging community. It, for me, has always been a welcoming place, where people from all walks of life feel free to express themselves. Their passion, their peeves, their daily monotony, hopes, fears, and all of the rest are recorded here and on display. I think it’s a tremendously powerful thing.

So far Kris has raised $200 of his $500 goal. My guess is that he would prefer 150 $2 pledges to just one $300 pledge. Because after 135 miles, even the most comfortable of bike seats feels like a torture device. I think it would mean the world to him to know he is supported by many, many people.

I hope you, my fellow bloggers, will help me show Kris how powerful and generous our little community is. This Memorial Day Weekend I ask you to make a donation to Sponsor Kris.

There are two ways.

Gftg_webMy preference is that you go directly to his page on the Colorado Chapter of the National MS Society website. You can make your donation there.

I realize that the site requires you to fill out a lot of information. If you want to remain anonymous and/or just don’t want to or have the time to fill out the information, I made a donation jar on the right side bar, up near the top. I will leave the jar out until June 30th and will make certain that every penny goes to Kris through his donation page. I am sincere when I say that no donation is too small.

If you are unable to support the ride financially, please support Kris with your voice by leaving comments here for him. I know he would be grateful for it.

I don’t have any one cause that I support. Instead my philosophy has always been to help those in whatever capacity I can, whenever the opportunity presents itself. I don't know Kris anymore than I know most of you. But this was the best way I could think of helping him to reach his goal.

Thank you very much! Have a safe and wonderful weekend.

K

May 25, 2006

Hot Free Layouts Spark Memories

My first years out of high school were the most unencumbered in my life. I try hard to remember what it was like living in whatever moment I happened to be in. Music really seems to trigger those memories for me. Even the album covers elicit a response from me. Maritza at Jump in the Ocean posted this fun site;  HOT FREE LAYOUTS, where you can create your own album cover layout for your blog. A fun place to escape to for a bit.

This is a list I made of albums I remember listening to during that time in my life. Time gets a little scrambled as I get older, so some of these might have come later... it's just what I remember.

Create your own Music List @ HotFreeLayouts!

May 24, 2006

Wordless Wednesday #3 Silly Mosh Girl

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Permission for the reproduction of these photos by the amsome people at

www.francesfarmersrevenge.com/

May 23, 2006

Glam, Podcast & Mblem

A Yoga Coffee Outlook was invited to join the Glam Blog Network. Which I'm awfully proud to be a part of. All of the the bloggers are super chic, ultra hip and worth checking out. I sure hope I fit in. You don't think anyone will notice me do you?

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If you happened to land here on time you will notice the Are You A Babe In the Bedroom Quiz right over there to the left. If not just keep coming back till you get it. I couldn't resist, I just had to take it.    

The Result:

You’re a Bewitching Babe
Guests who gain access to your lair can’t help but fall prey to your seductive ways. Sensual is the name of your game, and everything you surround yourself with ensures it’s a win-win ...

REOW.... (who's sorry now MILES "wouldn't take me to the prom" BERRY)

UPDATE: I would like to see some of the men take this quiz and see what they come up with....THAT would be interesting. ;)

Ahem... Thaed at Mental Interface has asked me to return as a guest on Friday Night Party Line this week. This really made me feel great because it's hard to know how you really did. But I guess if he is having me back, it means I wasn't too bad. Friday Night Party Line is available on I-tunes for FREE. So if you use I-Tunes, I would recommend you subscribe to it. It's a great show that covers a plethora of subjects. And you know.... I'll be on it ;)

What else.... AH yes, Mblem by Mandy Moore. Mblem is a line of T-shirts and tops designed by singer/actor Mandy Moore. I just placed a small order for some t's this morning and if they sell well I hope to carry Mblem this Fall. I will link them when they are in.

That's all. Wordless Wednesday tomorrow, so I get the day off! 

May 22, 2006

Moules, Pussycat Dolls, Black Eyed Peas

Photo_052106_005_edited1 Yesterday afternoon I had a brunch date at Le Central on 8th and Lincoln in Denver. As the name implies it's French cuisine. Very reasonably priced I might add. I've been there numerous times before and highly recommend it. A popular specialty is their moules or mussels plate. You can have them prepared a dozen different ways and they are served with pomme frites (french fries). My date is fond of escargot so I thought I'd have to swallow a few, but fortunately he was was not in the mood. That and a couple mimosas made for a pleasant meal.

Black_eyed_peas Later that evening my friend Natalie picked me up for the Black Eyed Peas, Pussycat Dolls Show. This is one of those cases where I want to wuss out and insert a disclaimer. Really stupid though, because I don't have anything bad to say about the performers, the attendees, or the show. It was complete nonsensical fun. We met some fantastic people and I danced like Cindy Lauper during her She's So Unusual days. I think this is a good example of how you have to sometimes step outside of your comfort zone to have fun in life.

BUT, as much fun as it was, all that dancing was problematic. I sprained my ankle Saturday and after last nights festivities I'm feeling the pain. I woke up and realized that there is no way I'm going to be able to run in the Boulder Boulder next week. Yoga is also off the table until this gets better. So for now I will try my very best to take it easy and stay off this ankle.      

May 20, 2006

Sometimes it pays to get out of bed.

Is501_edited1 This morning I had an early tee time with friends at the Hiwan Golf Club in Evergreen. It's about an hour drive from my home. I shot an 86, just 10 over par, which I don't think I could do again if my life depended on it.

(THE COURSE) if you are interested

I was a little giddy (heady) about my ridiculously good score. While looking up at an incoming storm I stepped on a drainage grate and twisted my ankle. It was just a little tweak, but it's definitely injured. Hopefully it gets better over the next couple of days.

I have a new renter. Can I say that I hate the way you have to deny rent bids. At the very least they could do the nice rejection letter. It was very difficult to choose and really is the worst part of the whole rent my blog game.

So this go around I selected The Fifth Column. This blog is a little underground. They do something different by changing their header title on a regular basis. Could it be that the posts are so polemical that this is done to confuse those who might intend it harm?

I don't know. See it for yourself... tell me what you think.

May 19, 2006

What I'm Unna Do with All My Junk

HangingMy ability to hang is going to be tested to it's limits. I accepted an invitation to the Black Eyed Peas, Pussycat Dolls concert this weekend. Yes I'm familiar with the music. Whenever my I-river dies at the gym, I plug into my clubs music and I'm exposed to it. It's good for dancing and working out I guess. It's just not something you'll find on any of my playlists. So I like to brag that I can hang just about anywhere. So now we'll see. ;). I imagine it will be a mostly teenagers and the club set. If I'm not back by Monday, it means I joined the band and I'll be on tour indefinitely.

Here's my most played list and I checked it twice, no Blackeyed Peas or Pussycat Dolls.

  • "Take Me Home" - Concrete Blonde
  • "Lemon Tree" - The Clues
  • "Shattered" - The Rolling Stones
  • "18th Floor Balcony" - Blue October
  • "Day In The Life Of A Private Eye" - The Aqua Velvets
  • "Perfect" - LP
  • "Without Expression (2003 mix)" - Terry Reid
  • "Fall In Love With Me" - Iggy Pop
  • "April Come She Will [Live Album Version]" - Simon & Garfunkel
  • "Chained And Bound" - Otis Redding

Also as if you didn't notice there's been an addition to my sidebar. More about that Monday.

May 18, 2006

Yoga Foul, Joystick Shirts & Attorney

Lady_macbeth_sleep_walkingI was SO tired today I fell asleep during yoga. I'm sure everybody heard because I think my own snoring woke me up. It's just been impossible for me to sleep over the last couple of days. There have been a ton of things going on with my shop and the blog here. I just really need to goto bed.

There will be a big announcement coming soon about A Yoga Coffee Outlook. I spent a couple of hours at my attorneys office reviewing the contract and needed to get some clarification on a few things, but everything looks like a go. Just some formalities and I hope to spill the beans about this by early next week.

I also received a shipment containing a lifetime supply of panties. If you read my May 15 entry before it was edited you'd understand.

I have also been busy trying to get some shirts made by Joystick up on my website. But, for now everything needs to come to a standstill while I get some Z's.

Thanks everyone for clicking Fidget at Finding Yourself Despite Yourself in my renters box. If you haven't seen her yet, please take a look before she leaves. Even if you've already stopped by, go again. She posted some photos of herself in the bathtub that are worth checking out.

Good nighty-night,

K

May - November How does it work?

Paul_heatherSo, Paul McCartney and Heather Mills are on the skids and the media is talking divorce. I'm not very good at dishing gossip, I just bring this up because I remember when they got married I was thinking that he WAS old enough to be her father. Actually his daughter Stella McCartney is about the same age. So how young is too young? Is there just some point where age doesn't matter. I could not for the life of me imagine dating someone more than 5 years younger than me. I'm 31 and the oldest man I've dated was 46. I'm gonna need to think on this one.

But back to me and my world. I got some great news yesterday and hopefully A Yoga Coffee Outlook will be making a major announcement soon.

I can hardly wait.

K

May 17, 2006

Don't Vote For Pedro, Vote For Sleepy Driver CONTEST

I like to joke about musicians. I've dated a few so I guess I feel I've earned the right to point out some weak generalities. They are a rare breed to be sure. But I have to admit I have a true respect for musicians as artists. Particularly the ones who are swimming upstream in a very unforgiving and blinded industry. Charles at Deuces Stay Wild has asked me to help spread the word about the band Sleepy Driver.

Sleepy_driver_1Sleepy Driver has earned a spot on the ballot for the Here Magazine - NB Rocks Ultimate Lineup Concert. Whether or not they are selected to play depends on the number of votes that they receive. I understand the competition is very tight. I should also mention that the winning bands are not being paid to perform. It's a competition and an opportunity to be heard. Surly all of the bands are lobbying for votes.

I am quite flattered that I have been asked to help get votes. I like to be supportive to other bloggers when I can and would really like to help Charles since he has been a great supporter of A Yoga Coffee Outlook. It's people like Charles that contribute to blogging success. I would greatly appreciate your help. If you have the time, please go to http://www.guntohead.com/here/, select vote on the right side of the page, and choose Sleepy Driver.

Sleepy Driver has been kind enough to allow me to post their song Ring the Black Bell. This song and others can be downloaded from their Myspace page for free if you like.

I will issue 100 BE credits to the first 20 members of BE who do all of the following:

  1. Links to this entry
  2. Creates a post in their blog and asks their readers to vote for Sleepy Driver
  3. Provides the link to the ballot page in their post.

This offer is good until May 20, 2006.

If you want to collect the credits you will need to leave a comment here with your Blog Explosion user name after you create the post. This will be your way to claim that you were one of the first 20.

If 20 people do this, I will issue an additional 1000 BE credits to the blog that I think is the most compelling.

Wordless Wednesday

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If you ever dated a musician... You get it...

found on craigslist this morning

musician has lost his mind


Reply to: comm-157557099@craigslist.org
Date: 2006-05-04, 8:52PM MDT

Can anyone help me? My musician friend has lost his mind. If anyone can help him locate it, I'm sure he would greatly appreciate it, although he doesn't know it yet, because he has been rendered incapable of complex thought processing seeing as his mind is, well, gone.

If you happen to run across this musicians mind, here is what it might look like if you opened it up and took a peek inside:

1. Empty and entirely devoid of sexual thought primarily due to the fact that it's jam packed full of mallets, over sized xylophones and other such crap that doesn't keep him warm at night.
2. It will be chock-full of angry bitter feelings searching crazily for an outlet, since the brain of this musician is not actually connected to his mouth. Consequently, he will never talk about his feelings, but rather harbor ill will until it lands him in therapy some 10-20 years from now.
3. This musician’s brain is overloaded with phantom yardsticks generally on the order of ex girlfriends, favorite teachers, old friends, really great cups of coffee and much, much more, which are used to judge all subsequent girlfriends, teachers, friends and cups of coffee.
4. This musicians brain is full of unforgiving harsh judgment, so don't piss it off, or you will never be able to track it down and return it to its rightful owner.

**Disclaimer** This brain is most likely to be found wandering around outside any number of hip, trendy coffee shops, or music venues trying to "find" himself. Either way, you can find this brainless musician regurgitating unprocessed verbal vomit in the form of critique about one of three things: Japanimation, Coffee, or Music. He won't know what he's talking about, so please try to distract him and return his brain so he may one day live a normal, healthy life.

Thank you in advance for supporting this thought starved musicians need to locate his brain.


  • this is in or around stop the madness
  • no -- it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests

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May 16, 2006

Name It

Just got an e-mail from a highschool friend via classmates.com. It came with a free flashback. Does anyone else remember this?

Rod - Hey Jack, what's happenin'?
Joe - Oh, I don't know.
Rod - Well, rumor around town says you think you might be heading down to the shore.
Joe - Uh, yeah, I think I'm goin' down to the shore.
Rod - Whatcha gonna do down there?
Joe - Uh, I don't know, play some video games, buy some Def Leppard t-shirts.
Rod - Hey, don't forget to get your Motley Crue t-shirt, y'know, all proceeds go to get their lead singer out of jail.
Joe - Uh huh.
Rod - Hey, you gonna check out the Sandbar while you're there?
Joe - Uh, what's the Sandbar?
Rod - Oh, it's this place that lets sixteen year-old kids drink.
Joe - Oh, cool.
Rod - Y'know who's gonna be there?
Joe - Uh, who?
Rod - My favorite cover band, Crystal Shit.
Joe - Oh.
Rod - Yeah, they do a Doors show, you'd be really impressed, in fact, it goes a little like this:

May 14, 2006

Men Are From Mars, Women Are Retarded

UglyAnother man has recently fallen victim to an age old trap.  A trap as deadly in my town as it is in yours. As problematic today as it was a thousand years ago.  And for some reason, guys never seem to learn their lesson.

It starts off harmlessly enough.  You're single, and your female friends know this. These friends are either girls dating or married to your friends, or they are girls you want to have sex with that consider you a friend. You're sitting around having a few drinks. You have a stomach full of pizza, your favorite beer in your hand, and you're in a happy place. With out realizing it's happening, the conversation turns towards your lack of a girlfriend. It's obvious to your female friend that you need a woman in your life.  After all, playing playstation 2, drinking beer, and wearing old baseball hats is not a good way to go thru life.

And she has just the girl.  A cute, single, friend of hers. This friend is described as the perfect match to your dating specifications because she's "really cute" and is" a lot of fun".  In fact, "she looks like a Playboy Bunny!"

And you're excited about it.  And why not? It's been awhile since you've put the counter clockwise swirl into action, and if this girl is as cool and cute as your friend says she is, you may have just found the woman of your dreams.

But she isn't.

In fact, she is neither cool or cute. How could it be, you ask. She told me this girl was "really cute", and as I stare at the largest nose I've ever seen in person, I can't help but think this is some sort of cruel joke.

It isn't.

The truth is, your average everyday woman thinks all of her ugly friends are the cutest women on the face of the planet. It's one of those things in life that is truly unexplainable. Problem is, even though I know about the end result of the "cute friend" meeting, I still go every time I have a chance to. I'm optimistic like that.

Seriously though, somebody has to be friends with hot girls.  I see them in bars, at restaurants, and in stores.  They can't all be friends with just guys, right?

May 13, 2006

(Insert Your Own Witty Title Here)

Sandler Normally when I take vacations they're to particular destinations.  Sometimes it's a golf destination, other times a gambling locale, maybe somewhere exotic, but almost always it's with friends.  I mean, what's the point of experiencing something great without the benefit of your closest compadres, right?   (Sorry about speaking in another language their near the end of that sentence, I hope you were able to understand.  I'm bilingual, it's just how I like to roll.)

I've always said that if I were given one place to visit each year it would have to be Las Vegas.  That still holds true, but if I were given one more place I could go I know where that would be.  I want to go wherever is considered the shoe capital of the world, and I want to go alone.

Why?  Well go figure, I was just about to tell you.

Between playing soccer, work, leisure, trying not to look stupid in front of girls at the bar, and various other reasons, a guy needs a few pairs of shoes.  Across the board, whether you talk dress shoes or tennis shoes, soccer shoes or bar-wear, they generally all have laces.  And I'd just like to meet the team of retards who pre-lace them in the most idiotic pattern known to man, ensuring that I spend 5 minutes untangling and re-lacing the damn things before I can even try them on.  What on earth is the reasoning behind this?  Pissing me off?  Cause it's working.

I'd like to spend my entire budget for a vacation on flying to a foreign country, punching the responsible parties in the face, bailing myself out of jail, and sneaking back out of said country.  THAT, would be an enjoyable vacation for me.

While I'm on the subject of what bothers me...

Could somebody help tell me what part of the face I'm supposed to stare at when talking to a person with a wickedly bad lazy eye?

Seriously, I need to know.

I don't even know if they might be seeing me through the lazy eye even though it appears to be looking at the bookcase in the corner of the room.  Should I look at the normal eye, halfway between the two eyes, the bridge of the nose, or down at my feet awkwardly?

I feel like I should shuffle closer to where the lazy eye is looking to help the person see me better sometimes. 

I like to be accommodating.

Hmm...accommodations...

Speaking of accommodations, I won't be posting ever again at my site Based On Years Of Experience except maybe as one last F.U. to the people at my workplace who decided that despite never talking about work, it's inappropriate for me to have free speech.

For now you can still read through what I have and everything in my archives, but soon I"ll be taking everything down except one post explaining why I left.  Get it while it's hot!
I wonder how pissed the person who "owns" my blog over on Blogshares will be (a stock market fantasy land using blogs as stocks) when my site completely disappears.  Should be funny.

Last but not least for now...

Friday Night Party Line Episode 8 is up over at Thaed's Place and you should go check it out since your favorite blue jean selling, yoga executing, coffee imbibing blogger Kelly, is featured.

May 12, 2006

I Feel All Tingly

It's cozy over here at Yoga Coffee Outlook.  The kind of cozy that finds you taking off your pants without noticing you aren't really alone.  And I told my probation officer I wouldn't let that happen again too...

You may or may not be aware that I am not your regularly scheduled blogger.  Yes, it is indeed true that she is in Vegas right now.  She didn't want me to reveal what it is she's doing there, but I've never been one to keep a secret. 

She needed to pick up a few extra bucks this month so she landed herself a weekend gig as a porn slapper on the strip.  She'll be outside the Mirage handing out cards for Laquishia, an escort that would like to just "hang out" with you for $500/hr.

I don't know if you've been to Vegas recently, but there is an epidemic engulfing the porn slapping community right now.  It used to be a given that our headphoned Mexican friends wouldn't be caught dead only slapping their porn one time.  Two was the norm, and three slaps showed a gritty determination that always made me smile on the inside.  Four slaps, and dammit you take that porn.  They've earned it.

Now there is some sort of flicking deal that can be accomplished with just one hand.  It's not nearly as loud, reeks of laziness, and saddens me greatly.  The truth is, I haven't accepted any porn from a slapper ever since they ceased slapping.  I think you should do the same.

It's time to take back our lives!  We're paying for that escort, pictured on that card with her privates perfectly blocked by stars, and dammit we'd appreciate a little effort in the delivery! 

Or maybe that's just me, Bob, your guest poster this weekend.

Adventures in Blogsitting

Yesterday I added a renter space to my blog through Blog Explosion. My very first renter is Fidget with Finding Yourself Despite Yourself. She has been blogging since 2004 and is a far better writer then I. So, I've come up with two extremely good reasons why you should move the arrow over an click.

1) You like my blog and want to help me by supporting my renter. Especially since it's very easy to just move the arrow over and click. You might even leave Fidget a comment or a friendly hello from me.

2) You don't like me, my blog, or both. If that's the case, this is your chance to escape to a much better blog.

Either way, please take a moment to give her a click. :)

In other news... Last night, err early this morning, I was invited to go to Las Vegas for the weekend. Lucky me. ;). So I'll be gone until Monday. I hate leaving my blog unmanned especially since I have a new renter. So I asked my blogger friend Bob to be a guest author this weekend. Bob is responsible for Based on Years of Experience and has mad bloggin' skillz. So be sure show him the comment love since he is being very generous to help a poor girl out.

That's about it. What could possibly go wrong?

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That is me in the photo BTW. ;)

May 11, 2006

A Little Friendly Competition

Jello_1Wednesday I received an e-mail from Mike Hitchen who is the author of the enormously popular i On Global Trends. He does a regular post called Goodnight From Sydney in which he ceremoniously ends his post... "wherever you may be - be safe". Mike informed me that I was the winner of his, That's a Bloody Good Title Competition for A Yoga Coffee Outlook. I've received several inquiries and positive feedback on the name, but this was tremendously flattering coming from someone who no doubt sees a lot of blogs. Mike also gifted me 250 Blog Explosion credits that I'm sure I'll burn through in a matter of days.

So thanks Mike for having the competition and bringing attention to A Yoga Coffee Outlook.

Below is a list with links to the other finalist.

Adventures in Cyberia

Looking Beyond the Cracked Window

Jotted Lines

Life's Enigmas

Ballots, Balls, and Bikes

Thread of Heaven

Amy Beloved

The Lovely Mrs. Davis Tells You What to Think

A Page in a Story

Gidget Bones Diary

Finding Fruitcake

Little Turtle Heads Poking Out

Women Should Be Obscene and Not Heard

Last for PE

Spuddy Buddy

New York Nitty-Gritty

How Did I Get Myself Into This?

What Will I Know Tomorrow?

The Madness That Is...Me!

May 10, 2006

It has begun...

Well since it's Wednesday and I am Wordless... 

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May 09, 2006

The Foot Fortune Teller

Before I talk about my strange foot fortune teller. I wanted to mention Thaed over at Mental Interface has been doing a Podcast called Friday Night Party Line. It's a general topic show where Thaed interviews random guests about pretty much everything. When I say random guests I do mean random because Thaed has invited me to be one of his guests this Friday night. Should be fun and I am anxiously waiting to see what the topics will be so I can do my homework. Thaed is really passionate about podcasting and I hope everyone will give him a listen.

For those who have never listened to a podcast or if you're not sure about how it works feel free to e-mail me and I will help you get started. It's very simple and you don't need to have an I-pod to listen to a Podcast.

PedicureOkay, my foot fortune teller. It's not unusual for me to have the same dreams over and over. I have about 20 dreams that I revisit 1-3 times a year. So last night I was having the dream where I'm about 19 and myself and two friends and running away from a guy who is trying to catch us. It's not really a scary dream. It's kind of comical. In the process of running from this guy I leave the repetitive part of the dream by running into my nail salon. So now I'm like freestyle dreaming outside of the original dream. I enter the nail salon and the woman who does my nails, Yukim, is standing at the door. Another woman tried to come in behind me but Yukim tells her that they can't do anymore appointments. So I sit down in the pedicure chair and an Asian man in a business suit is there. Yukim is Korean so maybe he is too. My impression is that he is the owner of the salon. I'm looking down at my feet and and the man peers down at my feet and starts asking me questions and telling me things while he is examining the shape of my feet. I remember thinking to myself "remember what he says". Then I leave the nail salon and I'm in another reoccurring dream I have that takes place in a fictional ski resort.

Running_trail I wake up totally bothered by this dream. I'm irritated because I can't remember anything the foot fortune teller said. It's only 4 AM. I can't get to sleep so I go for a run. I'm pretending like I'm going to be ready for a 10k race I'm doing at the end of the month. So while I'm running in the total darkness I terrify myself because I just have the feeling someone is right behind me the whole time. I keep taking my ear bud out and turning around. The trail is wide open there are no places for anyone to be hide. So by the last mile I am totally freaked out and running really fast. I have completely turned my MP3 player off and have stopped checking behind me altogether because I know it's pointless to turn around. I come up over a hill and I see a man walking his dog on the trail. As I run past the man it's like a switch being turned off and I no longer have the feeling someone is with me. I stop and bend froward with my hands on my knees. My heart rate monitor is registering 180. I'm just looking down the trail and I feel like I just ran through the Twilight Zone.

Hopefully I'm not developing some form of paranoid schitzowhatzit. But I might prefer that diagnosis to ever finding out for sure that it was some weird Voodoo. The most likely explanation is I just scared the sheeeat out of myself. But I'm still trying to remember what the Asian man said to me.

May 08, 2006

Monday Blah Blah Blah

Photo_050706_001_edited1_1I think I bought the "May Gray" back with me from San Diego. Denver is known for having sunshine 300 days of the year. But it's been dreary since I got back. The clouds broke for couple of hours yesterday so I went out and hit some balls. There's a driving range just a few minutes away, but apparently everyone else had the same idea because it was stacked with people.

Today I didn't wake up until about 9AM. I was up late adding my new merchandise to the store. The website looks about as good as it's going to get until the redesign. Good news though, Lorin has done a fantastic job on the logo and it's nearly finished. So soon I'll be thinking about ad campaigns and new business cards.

Tonight is bunko night. If you've never heard of Bunko, it's a dice game mostly played by suburban women in their 30's. Around here it's very underground. Basically it's a social game and a cover for drinking and carrying on. When I first moved to the metro area I had never heard of it. When I was invited to join a group, I had no idea of it's significance. Apparently being invited to join a group is a measure for knowing that you have arrived. Usually these are mommies groups, but our group is pretty diverse. We're sort of the Pink Ladies of bunko.

This Friday I was invited to be a guest on a podcast, so that's pretty cool. Hope my vocal cord issue doesn't pop up ;). I'll post more about that tomorrow.

K

May 07, 2006

Stayin' Alive With One Foot in the Grave

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Yesterday my best friend Dianna gave her husband a surprise 40th Birthday party. She did a great job of keeping him in the dark until the very last minute. Surprise parties are hard to pull off. But she did manage to surprise him when she brought in a John Travolta, Saturday Night Fever impersonator. It was a good time. 

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May 06, 2006

Photo Shoot Mission Impossible

For the last couple of days I've been anxiously waiting for clothing shipments to stock the store. hibelu is bare so it would be nice to have something to sell. I scheduled a photo shoot for yesterday afternoon. The whole time I was wringing my hands concerned the product wouldn't show up in time for the shoot I failed to look out the window to notice that my blue Sky's had turned gray. Important because the location for the shoot was outside. The product arrived but I ended up canceling the shoot because of the weather. The only person happy about this was my model who got paid NOT to be wet and miserable in the rain.

Dhl_liberty So what's a girl to do but grab a pal and go to see a newly released flick. It's been a long time since I've gone to see a movie that wasn't weeks... no months old. So we went to see Hoot...kidding we went to see Mission Impossible III. I think there is an unwritten rule that Friday nights are meant for action/suspense films.

MI3 was just okay. I enjoyed it while I was there but after one night of sleep, Mission Impossible III was forgettable. It should have been called Mission Predictable. But with this series you know what will happen..

The Rundown: Agent Ethan Hunt is presented with a mission and chooses to accept it. A plan is made, gadgets used, explosions, death, a girl, a rouge agent, spectacular stunts, another girl, someone gets drugged & rendered helpless, someone is not who you thought they were, sad excuse for a plot twist, firefight, & the good guys win. That's not a spoiler. You knew that already

Issues I had with this flick.

Agent Lindsey Ferris.. What exactly was the relationship.. I'm a girl I wanted the details.

Delcan & Zhen.. So did they hook up? What was the whole prayer scene leading up to anyway. They should have cut that.

Am I the only one who caught the DHL ad in the middle of the movie?

Too much foreshadowing in the beginning of the film. The first scene gives away the whole movie. THE WHOLE MOVIE.

Everyones a critic. ;)

May 05, 2006

Flying, Card Houses & Dreams

Today I Flew.

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Or at least I felt that way. This is the standing bow pose or dandayamana dhanurasana pictured above. This is a highly celebrated pose because it exudes such grace. Mine did not look this good, my leg was much more bent, but it doesn't matter because it felt this good. I held this pose with power and more length than I ever have for an amazing 50 seconds, a personal best. The cool thing that happened though was this completely free feeling, like I was flying. It was very unexpected. It wasn't like being in the zone, I've been there. Being in the zone is sort of like auto pilot with little or no conscious thought, this was like complete concentration on a level I had never reached before. Trippy! 

Ah, but it got me thinking about my life and the people in it. A couple of years ago I was pretty miserable. I didn't understand that I was unhappy. Over time I just got comfortable, numb in my own skin. A big part of the problem was that somehow I convinced myself that I was doing what I was meant to be doing. How stupid is that?

You know those giant cyclone funnels where you lay a coin flat on the side and it rolls around forever guided by centrifugal force till it drops in the bottom. I think that's how I saw my life. Going round and round, not worried because ultimately I wanted to get to the hole at the bottom, because that's where I was suppose to go. I agreed to being miserable, high stressed, unhealthy, and just mean because I thought that the goal was the thing. As I got closer to the bottom I got a glimpse down the hole and saw all the other coins just sitting at the bottom, motionless. By the time I realized I didn't want to end up motionless, I was spinning around the funnel to fast to stop.

But I did. Somehow I stopped it by just deciding I had enough. I gave myself permission to turn around and walk away. I hope this doesn't sound like some heroic feat. It wasn't. I walked away from some good things too. Which is what made it so hard. I guess what I was thinking is that we all build these card houses and we live our lives afraid of the smallest shake or gentlest breeze. We build these houses to look like others we've seen. Then we try to build them bigger and better. I knocked my own house down. I can't say that in itself has made me happier, I'm just not afraid anymore. Believe me everyday I am making decisions that I suspect are not the "right" decisions. It's like hitting with a 15 in blackjack.

CycloneSo, I've been watching someone spinning the cyclone. I think a lot of this person. It's been hard watching them spinning. Like a singer with a beautiful voice who wants so badly to be heard that they forgot the words to the song. Dreams are tricky things. It's like dreaming of the perfect love. What's that? People are flawed, how can love be perfect? Dreams have a tendency to be ideal. It's like knowing what you're getting for Christmas. I'm happier not knowing. I feel badly for this person because I think they've become comfortable in their unhappiness. I'd like for them to feel like they're flying too.

May 04, 2006

The Little Bits

Not much to say today. I got up early to do my qualification run for the Boulder Boulder. The annual 10K is open to everyone but if you want to run in a wave you have to qualify. Somehow I managed to get two miles in under 18 minutes. Wasn't sure that I would be able to after living on chocolate chip cookies and wheat beer for the past week. ;)

Corepower_girls_1I did by the way make it to the new Core Power Yoga studio in San Diego. It's huge! I guess the studio I go to is the smallest in the bunch. If you're in San Diego they were offering Free yoga for a week. I would definitely recommend it.

I switched my blog to a 3 column format. I don't really like it. If anyone out there wants to argue for me to keep it this way speak now..... cause it won't stay this way long.

Mostly I've been reading blogs and trying to figure out what the deal is with blogshares. Someone gifted me $150,000 and I have no idea what to do with it. If you would like me to buy into your blog via blogshares let me know. I've got all this imaginary money burning a hole in my pocket. 

Bob Gentry had an interesting post today about the lack of musical talent being developed these days. I think he's right. It would seem that it's more about flash and pop than actual musical talent. Which Bob has in spades by the way. See that little link I put in there, that would be a subtle hint to pay him a visit. ;)

If you already know Bob .... go see this guy cause his intro cracks me up.

May 03, 2006

Gone Too Long

Just back from San Diego. I would prefer that this not be a chronological trip report... I want to keep it short, but I want a lot of things. :)

I had a very tough time getting into vacation mode. I'm feeling pretty guilty. This trip was a chance for me to get to know someone better and spend some quality time together. Basically romantic. But I think with the exception of one night, I missed working the whole time. Strange but since I've been self employed, I hate vacations. I guess I just feel like now that I actually do what I love. I never feel like I need or want a vacation.

Don't get me wrong. I love to have a good time. But in small bites I guess. I'm not cut out for anything longer than 3 days. The entire second half of the trip, I drank heavily to keep my mind off all of the work I could be doing. I even popped a couple of valiums to keep the anxiety down.

I hope I'm not coming across as a pill popping drunk. Not painting a very pretty picture here, mostly just venting. I guess I'm in my 30's now and I feel like I survived my 20's without picking up any addictions so I might as well use alcohol and drugs as a crutch now and again. I certainly don't mean to imply that drug addiction is a laughing matter. But I was wound pretty tight and definitely needed to be artificially sedated.

So what I did. My friend and I stayed on his boat the first night. We did a little sailing. The weather the first half of the week was fairly gloomy. But not entirely bad. I guess they call it the “May Gray”. The entire coast has a gloomy look to it.

We did some touristy things. MOCA one of my favorite stops, and the San Diego Zoo. We went to the House of Blues and saw Taj Mahal perform. We trolled the Gaslamp district and hung out with some of his friends in La Jolla.

After the night on the boat we checked into the Paradise Point resort. We saw mostly families there, but it was actually a very private couple’s type of resort. It has little bungalows and lots of secluded tiki-torch lit areas to explore.

We did some waterskiing and I’m still pretty sore. I forgot how hard it is on your ankles and arms.

I really have no complaints, it was a fun trip, but my head wasn’t in it.

Glad to be home and working again. ;) K

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