I have an impressive skuf collection. I like it a lot. It has some pretty funky things in it, like from the height of my Green Day era or my descent into a love for rock operas. But it also has some pretty totally rad things in it. Like when I found a pixies CD for $0.50 that I later found out someone had put a ticket stub from one of their concerts inside! My CD player is from Christmas of 2007 and it has spongebob on it. Don’t ask me why. My grandpa got it for me. But it has lasted me 11 years and it’s still going! My collection lives in Clackamas on my green bookshelf and is meticulously organized (unlike everything else in my room). Sometimes it’s organized alphabetically by band title, but I like to switch it up. Right now it’s organized by year the album was released, but after I write this post I kind of want to organize it by color. I think the most fun thing about skufs is what a chance they are. It’s not a big chance because each CD is probably a dollar at most, but you are jumping in to an album blind. You will never know every band in the skuf graveyard and looking through it is like a treasure hunt. You find a few things you’ve heard of, fewer you know and a lot of really good cover art. I always judge a skuf by its cover. If I see cover art that I really dig, I give the band the benefit of the doubt and invest 50 cents into my gut feeling. Some may say I’m a hoarder, I think I’m a collector. I know CDs are on their way out, but I don’t think I’ll be giving up my collection anytime soon.


Writing is hard

I have been trying to write a blog post for over an hour. I can’t seem to do it. I have 3 drafts of things I wrote but then decided weren’t good enough. I don’t know why. I’m trying to write because I remember loving blogging but now that doesn’t seem like the case anymore. I know I’ll get my mojo back and I’m just stuck in a sleepy self conscious rut. But I am blogging. And I will keep blogging. That’s my goal. I am going to blog again. I hope that once I write this argh writing is hard post it will get me over being scared to post for the first time in a while. Cause I felt like this post had to be really good since it’s recent and I haven’t been posting. Also if you are wondering why this post sounds funny it’s cause I’m sick of feeling self conscious so I’m challenging myself not to delete or edit anything from this post and I’m just gonna post it when I’m done with it. And I think I’m done with it now. Out into the world you go, post.

The Comeback Kid

I’m back! I love writing on this blog and realized that I have been absolutely AWFUL at keeping up with it. So I’m going to start writing again. I’m going to start my new era of blogging with a few things I’m really loving right now.

Sledding with Tigers – One of the best bands in the whole entire world, according to me. They are seriously so great and the best folk-punk-bluegrass to exist. The song “Never Really Good At Sports” puts my exact feelings into words and that’s just amazing. They also have an entire album dedicated to space jam…

Sports – I started listening to this playlist on spotify called “Surf Rock Sunshine” and now I can’t stop listening to it. It’s cool and calm and warm, it makes me want to look at clouds or something. But one of the bands I’ve discovered from this playlist is called Sports. They have an album called “Naked All The Time” that I want to listen to all summer. The vocalist sounds calm and lazy, in the best way, and the guitar sounds so cool. Some of the songs on the album almost sound warped, like an old record.

Casablanca – I rewatched this one last night and it’s just so great. I’ve always loved Ingrid Bergman because I feel like we have a special connection. (We have the same birthday.) (Coincidentally, she died on our birthday! Isn’t that bizarre?) Casablanca is one of the OG rom coms, which I’m always a sucker for. It also has some of the best lines ever. Including “We’ll always have Paris” and “Here’s lookin’ at you, kid”. It’s superb.

Cruddy – I’m reading this book right now and it’s wonderful. My aunt gave it to me when I went to Ohio, and I haven’t been able to put it down since. It’s a journal from the point of view of this girl who’s bizarre and badass and has had the strangest experiences. I’ll leave it at that, cause I want everyone to read it. The novel is also illustrated! It has the coolest pictures. I’m really liking it so far, and its an easy read.

Geek Love – This might just be my mom’s favorite book ever. She gave me a copy of it for Christmas, and I had forgotten about it until a few weeks ago. It lives up to the hype my mom gives it. It’s about a bald hunchbacked albino dwarf named Olympia. She grew up in a family of “oddities” and travelled around with her father’s circus. Her brother has fins and her sisters are conjoined twins. Her mother made a name for herself biting the heads off of chickens. It’s a really good book. Also half of it is set in Portland!

If you see/hear/read any of these things (or if you already have!) tell me what you think!

Plane fun!

Things Grace can do in the plane!

Name and draw the clouds out the window
Write a haiku about bugs
Draw a picture of Mila doing something really cool
Write a song about something that makes you so so happy
Play solitaire and get really good at it
Talk to the person sitting next to you! Say you’re a secret agent.
Try and draw pictures of things you love with your eyes closed
Listen to a really funny podcast
Write your own fable about how something came to be
Learn how to draw a dragon really really well
Listen to this playlist!
Sunny Days!
Have so much fun!!!!!!!!!!!
Love you!!

An overall good week

I’m going to wear my overalls tomorrow. I love my overalls. They make me look baggy and like scrubby and like I’m a farmer who could also have a secret life as a radio DJ / slam poet. I love them with all my heart. They still have sand in the pockets from the beach. I don’t think it will ever come out and I think it’s better that it doesn’t. The sand makes me smile. It’s ridiculous. I’m going to wear my overalls tomorrow because I’m hoping for it to be another good day. This week has been pretty great. I got to bask in the sun on Monday, and play cards and eat outside and watch West Side Story and talk to my friends and listen to music. I almost feel like my overalls are lucky, which I know is silly but I’m probably gonna need luck with the march madness bracket I filled out. Anyways! Here’s to another good day! Goodnight!

Favorite Bands

I did a lot of thinking today and I’m hesitantly saying I can narrow my favorite bands into a top 5. So I thought I might share them! Also, I reserve the right to change my mind about my top 5. Cause I’m the boss. If this ends up being wildly embarrassing, then you can’t hold me to it. (Also if I knew how to put links to the bands on Spotify, I would)

1. The Fleet Foxes. I love the Fleet Foxes. So much. I’ve seen them live four times now, and own all of their albums. I know all the words to all the songs, and they make me feel warm, like the sun is shining on my back. Everything they do is good. They know calm and they know turbulent. They know pessimism and optimism. The Fleet Foxes can change your entire head space with one song. Lots of the time, they make me feel like a witch who is returning to her home in the forest. It’s great.

2. Onsind. Onsind is the band that you have to sing the songs with a thick phony accent. They’re rough and folk and true and raw. They yell and scream and show you it’s okay to yell and scream along with them. They rebel rouse, but in the way that calls to action. They’re angry for the best reasons. And when they aren’t angry, they can be beautiful and soft and pure. Just beautiful and soft and pure with funny accents.

3. The Decemberists. I saw the Decemberists in seventh grade at Edgefield. After that I fell in love with them. I love the lyrics and the voices, the versatility of the songs. The Decemberists light bonfires and then make them into candlelight. They send smoke signals to far off lands. They’re so full of energy and life, I’m surprised lightning doesn’t strike every time they play.

4. The Oh Hellos. Wow. Wow wow wow. Their voices. Their lyrics. One album will make you feel like an 18th century poet, sending a love letter to your dearest, and the next album will make you feel like you are having a party in the woods with all the forest animals. The Oh Hellos are good at lifting someone up. Second Child, Restless Child makes me feel like I could run forever and Eat You Alive makes me feel like I could move mountains. The Oh Hellos will allow you to breathe.

5. The Beatles. Duh.

Here Comes The Sun (do do do do)

I love the sun. I love springtime and the breeze and when everything blooms. Winter is nice but grey gets depressing. The entire world looks different once winter is over. I know it’s incredibly cheesy, but it’s true that spring is hopeful and new. There are new beginnings in the spring. The air feels clean and the sky is blue and the sun is warm. Spring is full of The Beatles and little daisies (which are my favorite flowers!) and dogs and things to do. I wish I could bottle up these sunny days. I wish I could give sunny days away, like gifts. Wrap them up in boxes with bows and send them away. I would constantly be giving people sunny days. They would get annoyed after awhile. Everyone I love would have so many sunny days they don’t know what to do with them. That would be a perfect world. I love the spring.