pajampions unite!

do you know what a pajampion is? are you a pajampion? do you like zines? would you be interested in pajampion lifestyle zine? would you be interested in contributing to a pajampion lifestyle zine? 

this all happened on twitter, where i've gotten so many great ideas. a pajampion zine! with lists of favorite netflix marathoning things, tea reviews, hot beverage recipes, favorite pajama drawings... i don't know really but i want to do it. how about you? email me at cookoorikoo at gmail dot com. 

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flying chicken

First, this happened:

Then, this: 

Now, this is happening:

  

I'll keep you posted on mail chicken's journeys. This was, of course, inspired by Kathy for sending it to me and Donovan for writing this post. Also, by my mail carrier because he had the giggles so bad when he handed it over. I want to give mail carriers everywhere the giggles.

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same diff

i was chugging uphill at a steady clip when i noticed the crows.. a very large murder of crows was hanging out on all the criss-crossing wires over head. i picked up the pace. i wasn't wearing my baseball cap and didn't feel like getting bird poop in my hair. as i was nearing the edge of the danger zone, i saw it and it was headed right for my head. i swiveled at the hips and it missed me. i was certain this maneuver was something i'd learned watching the matrix. i was a bird poop dodging badass.

i looked up and saw a woman headed toward me with her dog. they both appeared to be laughing. at me. "good job not getting pooped on!" she said. so, less matrix, more sprockets.

i don't care. i didn't get pooped on and i crossed the 25,000 word line today. yay, me.

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photo booth friday

according to tradition, when i  find myself near the ace hotel on a friday i must go visit the photobooth. must. and so last friday, we did. we suffered near heartbreak when we discovered that the photo booth had an out of order sign hanging in it. we stood inside the photo booth lamenting this sad turn of events when, a nice woman walked up and said, "i'm here to fix the photo booth." photo booth friday was saved! we thanked her and got out of her way. then, kateri & i and another lucky couple of people got free photo strips because she needed to test the booth. i think its my favorite one we've ever done.

we thanked her profusely and told her she has the best job ever. what followed was a very interesting conversation about photo booths and the keepers of the magic photo booth knowledge (mostly older men), the number of vintage photo booths in portland, the ridiculous sum of money the one at the ace earns per hour, the new photo booth at the spaceroom and her dream photo booth repair uniform. she was awesome; the photo booth fairy of portland. 

while talking with her, kateri and i decided a fun photo project would be to hang out in the lobby of the ace on a friday or saturday taking pictures of everyone who visits the photo booth. we may need to make this happen.

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i may disappear

i'm getting on a plane tomorrow headed for chicago. i hadn't actually planned on going to chicago this year but i am - for a very good reason. so, for the next week i'll be hanging with kateri, keeping her entertained, comfortabe and fed. i'm not sure how much i'll post here but we'll see. i'm sure there will be tweets though and possibly some instagram posts. i'll also be doing a shop update on tuesday. otherwise, i'll see you back here next friday. 

have an awesome week!

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sparkle and shine

we were walking down geary street in san francisco last month and there was some sidewalk was blocked for repairs. there were men pouring concrete and smoothing it out, the way they do. no big deal. i noticed a few people standing around watching and couldn't quite figure out why. so, i really looked. yes, there were the men doing the job i've seen many times but ahead of them were two other men doing a job that i have never, ever thought about.

i LOVE sparkly concrete. i loved it when i was a little girl on a trip downtown with my mom and as a grown up running errands. i always wondered why some people decided that the sidewalk in front of their building should be glittery. an act of whimsy? what i never wondered about was how the sparkly sidewalks were made. i assumed it was just a part of the mixture that was poured. it never would've occurred to me that it was a large scale craft project, that construction workers would reach into giant buckets of glitter and toss it onto the sidewalk while it was still wet. but, that's how it happens. somehow, that makes me love it even more.

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flashback friday

july, 2010 

i've been red more than half my life. lucy was a bottle red and i think the first time i went red that was why. i saw this picture of myself recently and, even though its not a great picture, i realized i really missed being red. the blue and purple were fun but i would occasionally look and the mirror and wonder "who are you?" 

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i don't care that its cold and rainy

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pre-spring fever

the weather has been crazy this week. one minute it was sunny, the next its was pouring, followed by hail. this morning, it snowed for a few minutes before the sun came out - for a few minutes. its all very weird. its also making me itchy for spring. everything i'm making is in flowery pastels. i'm window shopping for outfits consisting of things like this and these. i'm daydreaming about picnics and other warm weather adventures. it'll happen. eventually. for now, i'll just keep my hoodie and knee socks on, and i'll keep making spring things. 

for those of you who could use a little bit of springy goodness, all bracelets and watches are $5 off in the shop right now. no coupon code needed! 

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mr. squirrel's big adventure

meet scooter t. squirrel.1 he was a gift from my mom.2  i saw a picture of the cutest taxidermy squirrel holding an acorn and thought, huh, taxidermy squirrel. WANT. so, i went on ebay and while i didn't find one holding an acorn, i did find one riding a vespa. a squirrel riding a vespa! i was in love. in theory. in practice, owning a taxidermied squirrel seemed well, odd and maybe a little gross. so, i sent the link to my mom knowing that she'd find it hilarious and forgot about it. months and months later, on christmas day, my parents showed up at our house with a large box. as soon as i pulled the first bit of paper out of the box i knew what it was. 

so, he's lived with us for awhile. in chicago he sat on our window sill - with a few other squirrels.3

i don't know why it never occurred to me to take him out in the world before. seems pretty obvious. except for the part where our old neighborhood was at the crossroads of five gang territories and our street was occasionally used for high speed chases. a photo outing with mr. squirrel in chicago may have been dangerous. 

here in portland though, in our nice quiet neighborhood? oh yes, mr. squirrel and i were going to have fun.

but here's the thing - a taxidermied squirrel on a vespa attracts attention. of all sorts. one person stopped to take a picture and she wanted to talk - about mr. squirrel and the chicken on walkabout on our block4 and her errant owners.  half a dozen people stopped to talk to me. two people stopped to ask if he died of natural causes. a couple people just stopped to say how cute he was. a mom and son stopped. mom thought he was awesome. her son said, "that's just not right."

kid, you're not entirely wrong.

1 the t is for theodore.

2 yes, this gift speaks volumes about my relationship with my mother.

3 he was the only taxidermied squirrel. he is not the only taxidermy i own.

4 sadly, there were no photo ops with mr. squirrel and the chicken who had escaped from her yard. 

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