Just a regular ole' day having a snapping turtle in your house.... Just regular ole things you see. Nothing special.....
(Warning: Not for the faint of heart, or weak stomachted)
Like the half remains of a mouse.....
Being devoured........ 
And ripped....
I see intestines.....
And a proud face......
Is mister mouse praying? He knows he's next I suppose.....
So is he.....
THE END
I haven't blogged because I have been too busy shopping... Online and in-store shopping. I have to share all the deals I have been snagging up. The deals have been so good it's almost sheer robbery.
Proper post coming soon when I organize it together.
I just came home from the best night (well early AM) EVER.
But I need to pass out, so I will update later.
I am still swirling....
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It's 6pm and I am still over the moon. I went to my 1st ever live show last night and there was no better time to experience my 1st ever live music show then going to see my favorite artist ever, TYCHO.
When he updated his blog and said he was going to be playing in NYC my heart did a flip flop. The genius behind the music I live and breathe was going to be in my neck of the woods, and I made it a point to definitely not pass on such an opportunity.
I must tell you after my experience, if you have never experienced live music, you don't know what kind of outer body experience you are missing out on.
The music is ALIVE. I crowded around the stage standing patiently through some sets I didn't come to see (they changed the set up and had Tycho slated as the LAST set, grr!) and the music vibrated through my body. From the souls of my feet the bass and the booms and the chords wafting in the air literally were so loud and intoxicating, I had to step outside of the room and sit down a few times. I was getting lightheaded, because my body was vibrating, and I could tell the base and the drums were giving me an irregular heartbeat.
(the stage)
I had arrived at Le Poisson Rouge at exactly 10:30pm ready for Tychos performance and he didn't go on until nearly 3AM. But he was WELL WORTH THE WAIT. I cant explain to you what its like to hear your favourite songs live, and watch the artist behind their composition, perform it for you. I kept staring at him walking around the venue for a while. I had never met Scott before but I knew it was him. I was just too chicken shit to approach him. I didn't expect him to look so dreamy. He is gorgeous!
Nearly 4 hours waiting in venue that was as hot as a summer afternoon, paid itself off in a 45 minute set with Tycho streaming live almost all of my favorite songs. While I was on my way there I was listening to them on MP3 and I've come to realize after experiencing music in person, there is no amount of recording quality that can do music justice. Every chord and sampled beat vibrated through me and I swooned and moved and closed my eyes nearly wanting to cry and scream and fall asleep all at the same time. What was even more of a better experience for me, was being surrounded by people who were all into the music and artist as much as I was! I had never been lucky enough to find anyone who enjoys the same music I do, and no one I know has heard of Tycho, and think the music is 'weird'. It was so uplifting to see people sway back and forth, close their eyes and shout and hoot after each number faded off. When he was all done, people shouted his name and said 'Don't Stop!'. I laughed. I didn't want it to end either. The energy was intense. I had only wish he had played 'Send & Receive' (the 1st song that plays on my music player to the right). I so wanted to hear that live (even shouted it out as a request LOL). Thats the song that made me fall in love with him.
(setting up)
(intro and starting!)
(really getting into it)
I knew I wouldn't forgive myself if I didn't seize the opportunity to greet and talk to him while he was in the same room I was in (which was unreal enough). I shook his hand and told him I was his number one fan. I grabbed what scrap of paper I had in my bag for him to autograph it (which happened to be a GAP receipt! LOL), which he seemed taken aback that I asked, but obliged none the less. I am still swooning. It will be properly framed along with his artwork.
(Said autograph & my arm band I am NEVER taking off)
I have lots of shaky video footage (I was bouncing to the beat!) that I will upload when I get the time to put all the files together. For now, just the photographs. You can also see my crappy photography skills in dark rooms.
http://tychomusic.com/index-old.html
http://blog.iso50.com/category/tycho/
I always had known something was wonky and creepy about the tester products in Sephora. Certain testers often are a different colour and consistency as opposed to their fresh and sealed counterparts due to being prodded, molested and exposed to air for such a long period of time. What always bugged my brain was how sanitary (if at all!) did the store keep these tester products and how much time had to pass by before they were replaced? Because of the type of high end brands and overpriced mark ups the store seems to be known for, I figured it would be safe to assume Sephora took pride & care in the tester products on display for sampling and viewing, and sanitized and replaced them regularly. Either way I was still very skeptical of what I tested and kept everything on the back of my hand and never to my face.
Of course after what I saw this evening I will not be sampling ANYTHING from ANY TESTER EVER AGAIN. *shivers at the thought*
So I was in my local Sephora tonight (Columbus Circle) wondering around looking at some gift sets I wanted to snag. As I wondered around looking for a sales associate to let me know what in store promotions were going on for the night, a older woman with a beat up wig and over sized male clothes (she looked homeless) walked around the corner where I was standing to the vanity station that is posted there. What caught my attention out the corner of my eye was her wig, which was huge, snarly, dirty and full of lint being held down by a dirty green hat. Of course this detailed description of her attire and appearance is only remembered and relevant due to the fact on WHY I started staring at her based on WHAT she had been doing.
I glanced at her as she generously started applying make up but did a double take when I realized it was a TESTER lip gloss she was GENEROUSLY (and sloppily) applying directly to her horridly peeling and dry flaky lips. I looked on in horror and she put the testers back and then grabbed some more and used them directly on her face. Apparently she seemed to only come into the store to put on a full face of make up to her liking and then leave. She completely ignored the disposable lip brushes, face spongers and mascara wands neatly displayed in bins beneath the mirror she was using. My stomach instantly grew queasy when I got a whiff of the high urine odor that I realized was wafting from her. It just made the whole situation cause me to be vex! I was really angry that she was so inconsiderate; not only for her own health and safety (which was apparent she didnt care about) but the next unknowing person who was going to take up the very lip gloss and swipe their finger or tester brush right on it and apply it right onto THEIR mouth. Finally the sales associate came to assist and I walked away wondering if I was over reacting or if I should have said something.
The thing about it is, I'm sure she isnt the only one who is guilty of doing such an horrid thing. Some people are just gross and nasty and dont care about their germs being spread onto a next person. Like the people that pick thier nose and flick the booger into the air... around other people.... and thier food. Or the women in public restrooms that walk out of a bathroom stall shamelessly leaving an entire toilet bowl full of their drippings and tampon for you to walk into, putting the icing on the cake by walking out not washing their hands. It's just that really outright inconsiderate and thoughtless people IRK me and make me wonder about the state of humanity sometimes. And this woman's obvious hygienic condition (or lack thereof) just made the whole thing really get under my skin.
Maybe I am over reacting. All I know is after tonight, if I didnt think so before, I know for SURE testers are just petri dishes BREEDING with all sorts of mutant germs. I'll stay away, thanks.
It is currently 3:14 AM and I am wide awake and far from sleep. What I thought could get no worse, has not just hit the EPIC status.
The whole right side of my face is swelling by the second seemingly only to reach a point of a ghastly explosion. The pain is unreal. It's like a bass boost sound system with extra base is going off in my gumline. At this point I can barely open my mouth fully. My jaw feels like its going to break off.
Wisdom tooth pain SUCKS!
And what makes it worse, this new demon inflicted tooth is bearing down right above an already sore semi-impacted wisdom tooth that refuses to finish tearing the last of the gum tissue off to properly pronounce itself as a tooth. Instead, for the past several months it has decided to leave that annoying flap of tissue right over itself which is a neat little pocket for food to painfully get crammed under. As if to mock me.
Ok, my ranting is done. I must find a way to sleep through this pain and not go mad from the painfully numb like throbbing going on in the upper right hand corner of my mouth.
HELP. ME.
