Leverage

I am thinking about retiring this blog but looking forward to other projects and I will let you know what happens...

I ate the best salad berkeley had to offer....

It was called Italian, and it contained: artichoke hearts, tomatoes, mozzarella, grilled green and red bell peppers, garbanzo beans, romaine and arugula lettuce, and came with a vinaigrette. Of course I added pepper and didn't eat the focaccia bread, because I am Rachel and I can.

Then we proceeded to walk around Berkeley in monkey masks. People smiled, children waved. and at one place we were stalked by paparazzi and had to take like 5 different pictures with people at the restaurant (where we were just getting a beer). I feel like my fifteen minutes of fame has come and passed all because of a monkey mask. Later, we met a professor of women and arts, who initially mistook us for "guerilla girls," a group of women that go to feminist art shows and tear bad representations of feminism/art of the walls. After explaining we were not, said, "gorilla girls," she proceeded to invite us to be her VIP guests at the next feminist art show, showcasing feminism and the recession. Basically it was a badass day. Here are some monkeys monkeying around.

Also, we had a dance off and are planning to make a music video. World prepare yourself.

I know, I am the shit. Praise me. Just kidding. No. Really. Don't.

Cedarville!

I took PhamPham and rjenna to Cedarville to see my hospital friends and say goodbye to my mothing and on our way out of town (we went the back way to Reno), this is what they thought was awesome.

It is funny because when I am looking through those pictures on my computer, it looks like PhamPham just disappears from that second to last picture. I guess you would need to see to understand what the fuck I am talking about. That is okay, I am okay with you thinking that I am cray cray to the max extreme.

I found this really cool website it is called "I Write Like," and you paste some text from things that you have written and it will tell you what author you write like. So far I have been David Foster Wallace, Agatha Christie, Raymond Chandler, and Stephen King. Weird pairings. Have fun searching and stay tuned for a possible new blog soon...I keep talking about it and not doing it, I need to stop talking about it and do it, that was a note to self, by the way.

And for your enjoyment:

The other day I made breakfast..

I am, apparently, the cook when I hang out with my friends. I have been very spoiled by Ash always cooking! So, I attempted some faux-gourmet eggs over easy, on toast, with a crisp leaf of green lettuce, a homemade sauce, topped with feta. This is what it looked like:

Anyone want me over for breakfast?