Crazy/Lazy days in Reno

Things have been fairly interesting and quite hot here in Reno.
Last week Juli and I went out a couple of nights and ran into people from elementary school, middle school, high school, etc. Jamie from elementary school, tons of peeps from ol P.M.S. and Tina as well. And that was just a Thursday at the Wall. The next night we went to a little bar called the Red Martini where Juli's buddy Jake is the bartender and where they have a Friday night special of free drinks for the ladies from 10-Midnight. So there you go. Then we met up with Kaylene at Imperial and ran into Lawrence, onwards to the Silver Peak and ran into Mikey. Seriously you can't swing a dick in Reno without running into someone you know.
Juli and I have also been watching a lot of really bad TV. Like 90210? What not to wear. and the O.C. Yeah.
Monday Yumi and Matt came to visit as a part of their country-wide road trip. So we all went down to Pneumatic and then to the Truckee river and did a little rock sliding/swimming which was awesome. And we were traipsing downtown and who do i run into? Nick Lowe! I also took Yumi and Matt up to Tahoe on Tuesday which was spectacularly drunken and hot and the water was soo warm and clear. Tahoe is one of the most beautiful places I've ever been and definitely in my top five. And of course I took them bowling at the ol' Hilton. I won't call it the Grand Sierra Resort. Hell no. and Yumi hated it, but it was pretty fun, Juli is probably the most hilarious bowler I've ever seen.
I've also been trying to motivate myself to clean out the outbuilding. But Jack has soo much crap out there. Old broken chairs and tables, spray painted everything, nasty dishes, toys, old VHS's, toys, ahhh. So baby steps on that one. Mom and I are going to begin a little sewing too, and we went through her old fabric bag and found some true gems for experimentation.
Friday Juli and I met up with Kaylene and her bros to see The Dark Night which was badass. And I'll leave it at that cause I'm not a movie ruin er. There i also saw Sabrina's little bro who is little no more, totally grown up.
Sat Juli and i got up and went for a run and then went to the Saturday Wine Walk downtown. Which is a really good/bad idea. It is from 2-5pm and you go to any of the participants and buy a wine glass for $20 and then there are like 20-ish places that participate and you go to every one and get free wine. I was pretty much done for when we left Bruka Theater. I think Juli and I made it to like 14 places.... yeah. I was sooo hot, but soo fun. And we had a few hours to kill so we drunkenly stumbled into Mama Mia! And it was nice and cool and the ABBA held us over until we went to the Reno Roller Girls Cops vs. Robbers Bout! Where we watched Reno girls knock each other over and drank beer and ate cotton candy. Juli almost made me go out further that night, but since i had been drinking since oh, two in the afternoon, i denied. And pretty soon she was on the same wavelength.
I spent my Sunday doing yard work w/my mama and Eric, and had dinner at my dad's house and ate some mama-made strawberry rhubarb pie. mmmm.

America! Fuck Yeah!

Well, the Fourth of July weekend I must say was fucking awesome. I jetted up to Boise, Idaho on Tuesday for some camping action with the fam, and Sean met me there which was radical. Boise is nice, a lot like Reno scenery wise, and hot as fuck. We spent a whole day getting provisions for camping and then me, Sean, Corinna, Mike and Frank met up with Laurel at Live after Five, a drunken hotfest with a band and a fountain which was cool.
The next day we set out on our drive to somewhere, Idaho, like two-ish hours from Boise. Our camping spot was hella sweet, next to a freezing and awesome river. We spent the weekend drinking hella beer out of cozies "Ever notice how Cupid rhymes with Stupid", swimming in the hot springs, watching the boys fish, playing gin, and eating like there's no tomorrow. Oh, and some hiking, rattlesnake fear and gun shooting.
We set off some fireworks in MaKettle's bad ass garden haven, ate some more hella good food, and floated the Boise river. Meaning me and Corinna drank beers while Mike and Sean paddled like hell cause the boat was leaking. And before you know it I had to say goodbye to Sean again and it's back to Reno.
Upon getting back to Reno, Juli and I were hanging out and did some pooling it and read some trash magazines, and after getting pretty bored. So we dug out my and Jack's old Rollerblades, AND 1980's knee, elbow, and wrist guards plus helmets and decided to go for a roll about town. Fucking hilarious, neither of us are for shit on wheels and we spent more time taking them off to walk down hills than anything else. Every time a car drove by Juli shouted "Quick! pretend you're seven!" Which was all awesome until Juli got going hella fast and tried to do a spin around to stop and her skates came out from under her, causing her to land on her wrists and drag a little on her stomach. shit. A woman even came out of her house (in front of which Juli had face planted) and was all " Are you OK? Cause that looked really bad" Clueless style.
So I'm pretty sure the Greenwalds wont let ol' Juli play at Lizzie Andrew's house anymore. First the bed, now this. At least Juli was wearing the neon purple wrist guards. It's ironic that now Juli has a nice little purple cast to commemorate the skating extravaganza. It was her first broken bone too.
Did I ever mention I'm writing this fucking blog on DIAL UP Internet. Yes it still exists, in the backwoods of Reno where there's nothing but steamboat ditch behind you. Dial-up can suck deez is all i can say about that.
Also I weeded the shit out of the garden today and got really sunburned AND dirty, and i saw a snake, and it's like a million degreez here.

The Road to Reno

Well, I've arrived in Reno. After a much dramatized departure. I'm here. After getting rid of many possessions, cramming what's left into a uhaul trailer, and twenty tries to get it out of my driveway my mom and i were off. The truck (aka teal bad ass) is about 15 years old so needless to say it couldn't take it if we used the A.C. AND dragged a trailer behind it, so on the hottest day yet in the northwest i was sizzlin' (my right half at least) all the way to Eugene.
Eugene is a fucking allergy nightmare. I sneezed about every five minutes while we were there, and the dust from hauling now Juli's shit into the trailer didn't help one bit. We stayed at Juli's friend Tonya's boyfriend's house, Dan. Which is bad ass and has an enormous backyard w/some kick ass grass(i walked on it) and a hella cute puppyliciuos. After mauwin some Thai Food and cocktails for mamasita and the Nurse we showered(courtesy shower) and watched She-Devil "I may be the butler, but I'm not the maid"...until Juli's friend Ali picked us up.
We arrived at some place, further to be know as the place where i lost my phone and cried about it. And commenced some boozin, cucumber shots? and long islands for the jules and I along with some vicious shots called,,, snake bites? eh. so of course the boogie-ing began. Which is probably where i lost my phone cause i shook it like a total crazypants. ( as is usual when i drink at least anything) It was hella fun HA-HEEA. Until i noticed that I had lost my phone and wouldn't be finding it and that meant i couldn't drunk dial Sean which meant that my life was over.(According to drunken drama liz). Juli's friend Ericka consoled me while i freaked out and Juli, like a good pal knows how much i need that drunk dial, kindly let me call Sean and cry to him for a while, till we all had to be escorted home. WHAT A SHIT SHOW.
Morning. Hot. Futon?Last night's clothes. Headache. Need. Water. and. Breakfast. "Good morning girls, time to get up, it's a beautiful day" chirps my mom up to me and Jules in the loft. FUCK. it all comes back, drunkenness, dancing, no phone, crying, embarrassment. Oh well, at least i don't live here. Two Mason jars of water and we're off, at least to get breakfast before the puke-a-palooza road trip begins. We met up with Jack's two friends Cameron and Devan, who were rollin down to Reno w/us. Devan whose foot had recently been run over by Erika, and was wrapped in some ace bandage and a sock because apparently the car drug it a little on the pavement and he had no skin left on the top. SICK.
We ate breakfast at this bomb place called the Keystone Cafe i think. I ordered something called the Vegan Powerhouse. Yeah get it. One sip of coffee brought the chunks a rising, so i figured we'd let that sit till i had some home fries in the ol' belly.
On the road, well, back to Tonya's cause Juli forgot some shit, there's remnants of J and the B b/c Tonya went there( in her pink robe) to get food, which Dan proceeded to puke up(again). Then we're off, Juli drove for a while, then we switched got some enormous coffee's and she napped while i cruised listening to Dane Cook and Democracy Now podcasts. The drive was pretty good, a little Wendy's stop and Suzanville action.
Reno. Obviously the first stop had to be Super Burrito.