I Threw Off the Emperor's Groove. Beware the Groove!

14th Saturday 2012

Llama Festival

Wowee!  

Cowabunga!

Rhombus!

At a previous time, deep in the dimensions of space I talked about the Color Festival at the Hindu Temple in Spanish Fork.  Well, the people who brought you colors fest also bring to the public LLAMA FEST: 17th Annual.   This year I hit it up along side my other half- Spock and one of the coolest people ever- Chuckles. Dream Team.  At this Llama Fest, you get to hang around some of the sassiest llamas in the world.  But don't worry, there are happy llamas too.  Hopefully you get a llama who is content with life because YOU GET TO RACE THEM.  But not actually ride them, as most people believe, you just lead them around and kind of drag them at times.  They also have a llama obstacle course, unfortunately we did not get to participate in this, but even so- the night was magical.  

I love llamas too much for my own good. 

Spock is looking so hip in her v-neck next to the llama called Atma. 

This was the sassiest llama of all, that's why it's behind the fence. 

I don't remember this llama's name, but it had attitude and that's all i do remember. 

This was our little sweetheart called Rasika.  

I don't know if you know this but llamas are a member of the camelid family and are native to South America.  Their uses include showing, packing, driving, wool, pets and breeding.  The llamas gestation period is 11-12 months and they rarely have twins.  An adult llama can carry 60-80 pounds 8-10 miles per day.  Although they do spit at each other, they seldom spit at people.  llamas hum to their babies and they also have a high pitched scream which is an alarm call.  They are very gentle, clean animals and a joy to raise. 

Thats Rasika on the left, if you wanted to know.  That's me, being eaten by sunlight on the right.. if you wanted to know. 

This is adorable Chuckles.  

LLAMA BUTT. 

and Spock. 

Britney and Rasika.  Llama knows how good she looks. 

This picture is presh. Spock and Chuck.  I don't know if this day could have gotten any better. 

OKAY SO: This was our llama race.  You can see Spock and her llama coming in and Rasika and I just right behind.  We had to take our llamas up around some radio tower and back and we were both doing pretty well until the home stretch when our llamas just decided to stop and we were doing everything in our power just to get them across the finish line. 

Wow, yup.  There I am.  Trying to win the race that Rasika obviously didn't want to. 

Even through the struggle Spock came in third and I came in fourth.  We placed!  Who could ask for more?  Also, don't mind Spock's "Madam Hooch" hair.  I think she recently had her hair cut and it was clearly out of control. 

And it was good day. 

So long and thanks for all the fish! 

Wild Wild West Coast

Greetings from California.

Sun kissed skin so hot will melt your popsicle. 

Stay classy!

The Rocketman

And as we laughed at the funny things and looked serious at the serious ones, I thought, my father goes to Saturn and Neptune. 

It is the Same with Witches, They All Look Like Nice Ladies.

Wow, today has made me frlizzled as a fritter.  Hit up some City Creek, in which I probably bought some of the most hipster of items I have ever seen.  Got me some weird indie headband things, and some old lady floral hipster glasses.  As shown here. 

As if that headband wasn't psychedelic enough for you.. I do have another. 

That is all I have to say right now.  Robert, I hope you're happy. 

So long and thanks for all the fish. 

Twisted Limbs

Hey little troopers.  It's finally me again.  I know it hasn't been *that* long (about three weeks) but it feels like forever to me.  I am only home to tell you the tale of Camp Roger because I am currently a gimp. Other than that-  Archery is going great!  As you might have seen on my facebook, I did manage to shoot an exact bull's eye.  It was glorious. 

Yup.  There I am.  With my bow named Sugarcube.  We named all eight of our bows.  They include, Sugarcube, Napoleon, Reginald, Sir Mimsy de Porpington, Dr. Finklestein, The Nubatron, Algernon and Charlemagne.  It makes life easier because Spock and I know which exact two are the left handed bows.  (and it also makes a great bonus question for dog tag tests!) 

Obviously I was super proud of this moment.  I left that arrow in there all through lunch and through the beginning of our afternoon lesson.  I was hoping the kids would appreciate it but the group we were teaching was the seven year old girls and they just didn't understand.  As I reluctantly pulled that arrow from the target to show the kiddos the proper way of retrieving, my heart sank a little bit.  But at least Spock took some nice pictures so I could remember this moment forever.  (original pictures found on facebook)

Spock looking absolutely spectacular. There was one lesson where the kids wanted a demonstration, so she pulls out an arrow, nocks it and shoots it SO close to the bull's eye and it blew the mind of every kid that happened to be there that day.  Even I am still oggling over the greatness. 

Even though I'm an archery instructor, please do not look into this photograph and think that this is the proper stance to shoot an arrow.  Some things, even I, are flawed. 

Meet James.  This kid has a hidden talent for archery and a fake mustache in this photo.  We now call him James Hood.  Direct descendant of Robin himself (or so we say).  He is English and even goes to school in Nottingham.  We are buddies.  He's Robin Hood and I'm Little John and we are searching for the merry men.  

Britney and Sugarcube.  Dream team. 

Stay Classy!

Mischievous Intentions

WHOOP.  

Just a quick little post.  

Spock and I are FINALLY leaving for Hawkeye camp, in which we will attempt to train little monsters how to be Robin Hood.  Starts tomorrow.  Yeah yeah!  

Because this hasn't started yet, i don't have any pictures.  But instead, enjoy this picture of Dwight K. Schrute howling at the moon while wearing the exact wolf t-shirt that I desire. 

It might be awhile until my next post, but I will do my best.  

Stay Classy!

I See You're Drinking 1%

What are you going to do today, Napoleon?

Whatever I feel like doing, GOSH!

Yeah yeah!  Successfully completed the Dirty Dash 2012 spring race!  Channeling our inner liger, Spock and I dressed up as Kip and Napoleon Dynamite.  It was too priceless and Spock looked incredible.  There really is not much to say about a mud race, except that it was grimy and dirty and such a blast.  I cannot describe it to you as well as the pictures show.  Have a look and be jealous.   

We look so good!  We looked so good that in fact a couple random people wanted to take our pictures. Wow.  That's magically delicious!  If you have never heard of the Dirty Dash or maybe you have, GO SIGN UP FOR IT RIGHT NOW.  And then dress up in something ridiculous.  It is the best five miles i've ever ran (minus trudging through the bog of eternal stench).  There are things to climb over, mud pools to jump in (and rejuvenate your skin) and even a GIANT slide.  The Dirty Dash is number one!

So long and thanks for all the fish!

PEE ESS: Credit goes to my mum for these fabulous pictures.  WOOT.