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“I find that a duck’s opinion of me is very much influenced by whether or not I have bread.” — Mitch Hedberg

Before and after the birds realized I had food for them today:

birds

birds

Foods I’ve hated since childhood. Bonus: Baby Heatherface.

Due to new cell growth etc-scientific-anatomy-stuff I don’t know much about, our tastebuds change approximately every seven years. Because of this, I tend to try foods every so often in case I no longer dislike them. Sometimes I do in fact learn to like something I used to dislike, or I no longer like what I used to love. And sometimes, my tastes remain the same. There’s a small list of foods I’ve absolutely hated my whole life. Everything mentioned in this video, for instance:

Tonight I tried some cooked broccoli just to see if I like it yet. Nope, I sure don’t. In the above video, at approximately 2:30 into it I mention a photo I have of me as a toddler at a neighbor’s house eating a piece of broccoli. It took some digging, but I found the photo.

I don’t think you realize that you are perfect in my eyes.

And I don’t think you know that I believe…
In you.

Lyrics from Perfect by The Crüxshadows. I could really use a pick-me-up today. I sat in my backyard taking pictures of random things for half an hour. The world was almost completely still during that half hour, a plane flew overhead and a dove sat cooing on top of a utility pole. So I spent most of the time staring into the distance at nothing in particular.

Cold weather means CHICKEN HAT!

It’s actually been chilly lately. It’s pretty much never chilly in Los Angeles. Go ahead and make all the “Silly Californian saying 60°F is cold” jokes you want, but 60°F is cold to a Californian!

I got this hat back in April when Mom and I visited Solvang, and I finally get to wear it.

Timeline in photos, me throughout the years.

Transitioning from “My mother dresses me funny” right into “I dress myself funny.”

May 1984

December 1984

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2011

Day #10,000

Today is October 8th 2011. Today I am ten thousand days old. I’d considered doing something special just for the fun of it, but today turned into a “I’m running errands because I have stuff to do like a real adult” day, though I did have Taco Bell for lunch so that counts well enough.

Now, I know there’s actual math involved and you bet your boots I didn’t do it, I went to a website that does the math for you. So maybe I’m not ten thousand days old, maybe the website forgot to add in leap days or something. But you know what? It says I’m ten thousand so I’m taking its word. If you’re a mathmatical genius with nothing better to do right now, feel free to do the math for me, I was born May 22nd 1984.

It’s one thing to know how many years you’ve been alive, but it’s completely different to know how many days. Looking at a number like 10,000 just makes me sit back and go “Whoa.” I’m a little over 240,000 hours old but that’s just getting crazy. Knowing you’ve lived through ten thousand days really makes you look at your life in a different perspective. I’m not sitting here thinking “I’m only 27,” I’m thinking “Holy crap, I’m 10,000.”

I mean, that’s a whole lot of sunrises I’ve slept through.

Ten thousand days seems like such a bigger deal than 27 years. In another ten thousand days, the year will be 2034 and I’ll be 54, and that just sounds absolutely insane. Twenty thousand days old? I might as well say I’ll be a million years old, that’s such a large number and despite the word “days” it just sounds impossible. Twenty thousand of anything is a lot. Ten thousand of anything is a lot too, but that doesn’t sound quite as crazy. Ten thousand sounds impressive. I’m ten thousand days old!

I’ve realized I should make a bucket list. I sort of have a small unofficial one, but I should make an official one. I’ll have to decide if I want to add a few things I’ve already done though, I’ve done a couple things that were definitely on my unofficial list of “Shit I totally have to do someday.” Starting this project as a 10,000-day-old is better than never starting it!

100 things that make me happy.

  1. The smell of a well-read book.
  2. A new notebook or journal.
  3. A blue sky full of fluffy clouds.
  4. #3: Blue sky with fluffy clouds.

  5. Gummi bears.
  6. Being creative and making things with my hands.
  7. Shuffling through a huge pile of dead leaves.
  8. The feeling of accomplishment and the slight adrenaline rush after completing a complicated task.
  9. Learning something new.
  10. When the weather’s cold and I’m able to light a fire or snuggle up under a pile of blankets.
  11. The smell of sprinklers on hot cement.
  12. Food scented candles that aren’t excessively potent.
  13. Warm sunshine with a cool breeze.
  14. The smell of my grandmother’s house.
  15. Brightly colored flowers.
  16. Waking up feeling rested.
  17. Making sushi.
  18. Sitting at the beach at night, staring into pitch black while listening to the ocean crash onto the rocks and shore.
  19. Spongebob Squarepants.
  20. Scenic drives.
  21. Dr Pepper.
  22. Thunderstorms and rain in general.
  23. Listening to an upbeat song like ABC by The Jackson 5.
  24. Waking up to a new text message from my best friend.
  25. Remembering great dreams.
  26. The feeling after laughing so hard that tears stream down my face and I stop making noise.
  27. Interesting bugs. Fuzzy, cool patterns, etc.
  28. #44: Road trips.

  29. Sending and receiving snail mail.
  30. When the sun is low and causes the sky and clouds to be bright red.
  31. Warm chocolate chip cookies.
  32. Seeing a beautiful view.
  33. Fresh fruits, especially watermelon, strawberries, and raspberries.
  34. Chocolate milkshakes.
  35. David Suchet playing Hercule Poirot.
  36. My mom’s mashed potatoes.
  37. Unexpectedly good movies.
  38. Hot chocolate.
  39. Meeting a new dog who wants to be friends, and saying hello to a friendly dog who remembers me.
  40. A new dinosaur toy.
  41. Wrought iron.
  42. When the base of my brain tingles while listening to music.
  43. Pictures of beautiful landscapes and architecture.
  44. DIY that looks simple but is a little challenging, so you get a feeling of accomplishment after finishing it.
  45. Making someone genuinely smile or laugh.
  46. Road trips or just going on a long drive.
  47. Hugs from someone I get along with.
  48. #47: Disneyland.

  49. The smell of freshly cut grass.
  50. Disneyland.
  51. The feeling after letting out a really good belch.
  52. Finding a blog that interests me and makes me want to return for new updates.
  53. That clean feeling after taking a long shower.
  54. Flirty conversations.
  55. Receiving compliments even though I’m hopeless at properly thanking the person.
  56. Taking a picture that I’m proud of.
  57. Daydreaming.
  58. Making someone proud of me.
  59. Reading a book and then wanting to read it again.
  60. Being retweeted on Twitter.
  61. Going shopping for new clothes and finding what I need right away without having to try on a bunch of stuff.
  62. A peanut butter & Nutella sammich on lightly toasted Home Pride wheat bread.
  63. Getting a long email or comment on one of my websites and assuming it’s a troll but it turns out to be someone paying me a really nice compliment.
  64. Sleeping with my fan on because I know I won’t wake up grumpy and overheated.
  65. Wrestling around with a dog who knows to be gentle.
  66. Driving around on Christmas Eve or Halloween and finding houses that went all out with their decorations.
  67. Being a tourist in my hometown.
  68. Watching funny vlogs by people who are genuinely funny and not trying too hard. (Like the difference between a standup comedian and someone telling jokes.)
  69. Crossing off most or all of my to-do list.
  70. Finding inspiration.
  71. #81: Playing with Tator.

  72. Cracking jokes with my parents.
  73. Seeing an elderly couple holding hands.
  74. Homestar Runner dot net, it’s dot com!
  75. Shreve Stockton’s websites.
  76. Making lists.
  77. Blogging.
  78. Colorful gardens full of all sorts of flowers and plants.
  79. When people are passionate about a future goal besides having more money.
  80. Occasional total silence.
  81. Rainbows and rainbow pattern.
  82. Checking out interesting recipes even though I don’t like to cook.
  83. Meeting a polite toddler who’s been raised to say hello and goodbye to someone they’re meeting.
  84. My new recliner and finally having a comfortable place to sit and read.
  85. Playing with my dog, seeing his tail wag and the sparkle in his eye.
  86. Rosemaling.
  87. Coloring.
  88. Netflix Instant Watch.
  89. Salt & vinegar chips.
  90. The grand finale of a fireworks show.
  91. The way my dog lazily tells me to rub his tummy by lifting one front paw when sprawled on his side.
  92. Being able to fit all the dirty dishes into the dishwasher.
  93. Vintage (or based on vintage) fabric and wallpaper with bright colorful patterns.
  94. Apple pie and peach pie made with fresh fruit, not canned.
  95. Finding something I’d squirreled away and forgot about, with the obvious exception of things that can grow mold.
  96. Painting my nails, especially when they’re all the same length and none are patched.
  97. Getting back in touch with an old friend and finding that they’re doing well.
  98. Hearing a conversation in a language I don’t recognize.
  99. #92: Painting my nails.

  100. Falling asleep in freshly washed bedding and pajamas after I’ve taken a shower.
  101. Eating fresh salmon or tuna.
  102. Giving things away to someone who needs it when I wasn’t using it.
  103. Strangers who smile as we pass each other instead of avoiding eye contact.
  104. The buzzing of working bumblebees.
  105. When artists create things because they want to and not only to try and earn money off what they make.