a new tribe found in rio de janeiro

i don’t know about you, but this is THE coolest thing i’ve heard about ALL MONTH.

typical me, i’ve been trying to determine WHY i think it’s so amazing.

so far, i’ve come up with the idea that my mind is happy to know that there are people and places that are unfettered by walmart, burger king, and porn. i read about it this morning, and each time i’ve thought about it during the day (all day) i just feel giddy.

GIDDY.

the link below to the full story, and my favorite photo from the lot. they are none too happy with the site of copters in the area. i can’t blame them.

i wonder how they’d take to me if i just dropped out of the sky, wandered up and said, “hey ya’ll”. what would i bring to them? gum? candy? cigarettes? alcohol? yes, alcohol would be a great icebreaker between us, just making sure they are the ones that drink it and not me. and a snickers candy bar, and soda. OH! starbucks! they would love starbucks i bet.

(see how already i’m trying to mess them up with american crap? i guess it’s just human nature.)

people of the new tribe, i love you for your purity and i hope that you can remain “uncontacted”.

Thu May 29, 6:21 PM ET

RIO DE JANEIRO (Reuters) – Amazon Indians from one of the world’s last uncontacted tribes have been photographed from the air, with striking images released on Thursday showing them painted bright red and brandishing bows and arrows.

a plethora, in four acts **updated to add sex test

the welts on my son’s chest in the picture below are the result of using crest cinnamon rush gel toothpaste. he’s been using this toothpaste for a month or so, and i’d noticed his skin would get red but the welts are new. he said it wasn’t causing him any pain or discomfort (i told him to stop using it) but it seems odd to me, perhaps an allergy?

has this ever happened to you, or someone you know?

next up is a phone message by a very good friend i’ve had since i was 17 years old. in the message, she explains that she just finished watching “inside the actors studio” with angelina jolie. in her words, “i think you and her are like kindred spirits”. (this is precisely why she’s been such a good friend of mine for so many years, the compliments.)

she would most likely murder me if she knew i was posting this on the internet, so don’t anyone tell her ok? and for the love of god don’t make fun of her accent, (you know how northern people are about their “accents”).

the last third act, my recent submissions for the PEEVERY OPEN FRIDAY CONTEST.

there is still time for you to enter if you dare…

if you win, you get an awesome 5″ x 5″ car magnet. i’d love to have a few of these to carry around in my purse to bequeath the folks i deem idiots of the driving world.

#1

not sure if this counts as a traffic/cars/travel peeve or not. going through the mcdonald’s drive through the other morning, i think i took a little too long for the money taking lady. she gave me a full on eye roll with the head turn just like when i was in junior high. she pulled it off so well, she very may have been the one who invented it. it was all i could do to not get out of the truck and punch her right up in her grill.

(normally i have my money ready, but some days i just can’t do it all.)

#2

our next town over is less than stellar in the department of driving. i loathe driving there due to the idiocracy that abounds. one part of a main road is three lanes. you’d think that wouldn’t be so bad if people had a clue about the traffic rules. all three lanes, blocked by slow moving cars. i just have to ask the universe, WHY? the only consolation i have when i am forced to endure the slow ride is imagining them all being killed by a very slow, slow, slow death with me saying “HOW DO YOU LIKE SLOW NOW?!”

#3

this is a special notice for the person(s) that have a known disorder i like to call, “retarded idiot”.

for the “don’t hate me because i’m beautiful” cars:
my go-cart toyota is paid for. i use it when not driving my son or when i need to go into “town”. i absolutely LOVE parking beside the beautiful car you so skillfully parked hogging up two spaces. thereby robbing GOOD people of a decent parking space due to the importance of your car not getting dinged. the way i see it, you are asking for a good dinging when you do this.

(my crime of righteousness was originally vindicated through my last job, due to heavy traveling and using rental cars.)

for the car that has spacial dementia:
compact car means SMALL.
your big ass SUV does not fulfill the requirement of compact or small.
don’t act all surprised when you come back to your vehicle and notice it’s been dinged. not that i would EVER do anything like that on purpose, but accidents? they happen.

the final act (known as act four) a test i stole from over at one wink’s house:

finally finished, HERBS FOR ALL!

i’ve been working on a building an herb garden for many weeks, and now i’m going to share the whole story (i know, you’ve been waiting right? HA! I KID, I KID!)

the area i picked used to be a lawn that grass grew out of, altho not always very well so i decided to turn it into an herb garden. i’ve wanted to cultivate an herb garden for a few years now in order to try my hand at making my own oils, lotions, perfume, soap, etc.

i had a lot of work to do before i could plant, which in a word was HARD.

first, i built the retaining wall along the back side of the area where there is a steep drop off, then i had to identify the run off areas to keep the dirt, mulch, and plants to keep from rolling down the hill. next up, creating the full boundary. i started out with the red retaining wall bricks and outlined it.

next, i began filling it in with dirt to level it out more. i took dirt from another area that i’d built up last year along with many, many bags of top soil, manure, and soil conditioners.

i got sidetracked a little by building fences and thinking maybe it would look better with the wooden fences around it. (my curse is that i usually have to put something somewhere in order to figure out if i’m going to be able to live with it). the down side is that i usually move things entirely too many times.

the fences weren’t working for me, so i decided to be done with it and fill in the bricks. i took one of the fences to the back to surround the vegetable garden.

pictures of the finished job below.

this is the final (i hope) load of red bricks that i picked up monday morning.

this is a corner angle picture.

the painted bricks inside of the red ones are the ones the kids painted for me mother’s day 2007.

view from the front porch.

now i can just watch it all grow in and take more pictures.

this is the full set i uploaded to flickr.

as if i wasn’t obsessive enough, i drew an outline in paint. it’s a rough draft but my first actual “scale” of a garden.

lastly, this is how i handle door to door telemarketers, or general evil doers. (i remove their heads, and seal them in a silver finish.)

now i think i’m an expert or something

i think i may be podcasting myself to death, if that is even possible. if it is, then i’m probably doing it.

going to itunes and picking out free podcasts is almost as incredible as walking into a public library or an old smelly book store, touching and smelling the books.

so many selections for podcasts, this is something even i can do. i think.

i like that there are so many selections for podcasts on the itunes, and clicking on one you like will lead you to others you would probably like too, BUT YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW IT!

i was listening to an npr poetry podcast and i like that one lots. there was a show about a man who created a website that you can actually hear the poets read their work AND read them all at the same time. I KNOW, RIGHT?! that website is: from the fishouse

(i noticed they don’t have eric’s work there so i’m going to find out why and how it can be added to their neato-keen list.

they even have comedy bits! and i personally love comedy on any level or media it can be presented. comedy is a healing force in our world.

i’ve recently added the npr poetry, lewis black’s root of all evil, click and clack from car talk, onion news network, all the quick and dirty tips people, AND SO MANY MORE!

two years ago, someone mentioned “podcast” and i responded, “do wut”? now, i’m all about it.

my top favorite of all time, if you don’t already know is the bob and sheri show. if you are not listening to this syndicated radio show, then quite frankly, i’m not sure how you are surviving in a world without them.

i will always have my health

recently, i’ve had testing done on my physical body. vials of blood were taken, lots of saliva collected into another vial in order to test my hormones. as if the blood and saliva were not enough, they took some urine from me too.

(i know, some could have done without that extra bit there, but i’m thorough when i want/need to be.)

so far, i have the thyroid problem of hypo, not hyper. there is a difference and usually it’s the skinny people (with bugged eyes) that have the hyper. (boohag added the bugged eyes part so forever i will be searching out skinny people with bugged eyes but not for the same reasons that i did 20 years ago.)

in simpler terms, fat people have HYPO and skinny people have HYPER. i must note that angel sis has been on the thin side of the line for her entire life and she has HYPO. i’m surprised you could even see her before she was medicated. our mom has the hypo too.

we have NO IDEA what the hell magical has, that girl is off the rails. always has been, always will be i reckon.

as many of you know, i’m no doctor, but i’m going to give you a short and sweet piglet interpretation of what a malfunctioning thyroid is like.

prolonged stress causes your adrenals to go whack-a-doo. you find yourself trembling and shaking like a crack head pretty easily (say when you are at the bob’s big burger drive thru and they tell you to pull up b/c your order will take a little longer). shortly after the “fit” you have to lay down and sleep. some people actually faint or pass out. depression, fuzzy thinking, and forgetfulness are all symptoms too. (pretty much anything that’s been wrong with me for the past three years, i’m blaming it on my thyroid.)

my chiropractor has been treating my adrenals for about three years, off and on (more on than off). in addition, i’ve suffered with migraines for most of my entire life. i’ve had lots of testing, different prescriptions (all made me sick-except one-relpax), my chiropractor got to the SOURCE of my migraines and if i am seeing him regularly, he keeps those at bay. that alone makes me indebted to him for life.

while at the dentist’s office recently, i just about jumped OUT of my own skin after the shot of novocaine. over the last couple of years, i’ve noticed the novocaine not liking me too much. my dentist went into the an explanation about adrenals and the effects, etc. (i love when doctors go into the explanation b/c medical/scientific stuff has always fascinated me.)

i began to wonder if this is why i can no longer drink coffee like i used to. the husband and i would share two pots o’ coffee a day. swear. (1/2 caf, 1/2 decaf). over the past two years i guess, it makes me jumpy. i hate jumpy.

my brain was able to take that information from the dentist, combine it with the my beloved chiropractor’s information and then it landed on the hormone seminar that i attended a couple of month’s back. that’s what i like to call FULL CIRCLE.

turns out your hormones can get all tangled up, certain organs will over function due to the under functioning ones, and then you just get a big old mess on your hands. the short of it, prolonged stress can kill you.

currently, my blood (FOUR VIALS!) are being tested for certain food allergies (i know i have some) and my saliva vial (took about an hour to fill it up) to test my hormones to get a more accurate reading on those. typically, my body is healthy and very strong. as of late, not so much. after they took the blood from me, i was dizzy well into the evening.

two new medications have been added so far. armour thyroid, and chantix.

the chantix is for the quitting of smoking. this quitting smoking can all be blamed on my son, he’s been asking me ever since i told him that i spoke about it with my gyn on my last check up, last year. i’ve been taking the chantix for about three weeks now and so far all i’ve noticed is that cigarettes make me feel sickly (kind of like they did when i first began to smoke–but since i’m not quitter, i just kept at it until i stopped getting sick.)

the chantix has some weird side effects similar to those of narcolepsy and general malaise. the armour thyroid stuff, can’t even tell it’s there so far, maybe that’s a good sign.

i’m not sure how to end this in my typical brilliant way, so i’m just going to say bye for now.