Saturday, October 30, 2010

[Week 5] Abandoned Warehouses, Dead Raccoons, and You

News this week has been pretty boring. So, Taylor Swift's album came out, probably something happened with that Bieber kid, some shit went boom, and so on. So tonight's blog is a logging of our post-apocalyptic trip to a surprisingly post-apocalyptic warehouse.

Sage and I were on a date this evening. Since we're not exactly average, we drove out to the place we had our second date, and looked at the stars for a while. But the sprinklers were kind of broken, and it was REALLY cold (not really, but it seemed that way to us Californians), so we got back in the car and started looking for parking lots. Oh yeah, nothing hotter than a PARKING LOT at 8pm. Mmmm.

Anyways. We drove past this building which appeared to be a warehouse. It was pretty dimly lit, so I pointed it out to Sage as we drove (actually, I pointed out the lights across the way and he made a sudden turn to see them, and then we saw the warehouse). We drove around a little more before deciding to scope the joint--it looked pretty damn cool at the time! We parked across the way, donned our dark jackets (fine, fine, mine has peace signs on it. so be it!), and headed over to look inside. Sure enough, I was right. It was some sort of warehouse, but it was HUUUUUGE...and mostly empty. There were some signs outside that said "WE'RE WATCHING YOU SO DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID" (basically). I dragged Sage around to the lobby doors--marked with a sign that said Lobby Entrance--and we stared at the doors. They were black, like pitch black, the kind of doors you have to use your hands to see into.
"So...you wanna go first?"
"Uhhh not really." Sage is a scaredy-cat. We both ended up looking in (after I made Sage go first because I do not want the zombies to eat me, thank you very much). The lobby was also empty, and the desk was mostly broken down.
"Well that's not creepy at all." We were having fun by then, so we kept walking. The gate that led into the parking lot was marked with a sign that must've said "Disguise", only the letters were scratched off. This warehouse was proving to be pretty interesting. We were walking around the building when I pointed out some kind of animal running on the road.
"Look, an animal."
"It's probably a coyote." Sage started pulling me back, but I kind of wanted to get closer. Yeah, I'm kind of crazy. Deal with it? Somehow, we moved forward a bit. The animal moved forward a lot. Sage was holding onto my sleeve, like he was ready to pull me back if the coyote tried to kill me.
"Hey, it kind of smells..."
"Like a skunk!" I looked at Sage and we laughed. Yeah, some coyote, huh? As we walked closer (Sage still didn't want to, since getting sprayed by a skunk would probably suck), I noticed the face patterns on the animal.
"I think it's a raccoon.." Then the animal ran into a drainage ditch. It basically hid there and watched us the rest of the time. We walked along the back of the building, where some truck loading docks were. I pointed to one that had a crack in it, through which a ton of light was spilling out.
"Wow, that's amazing. You can kind of see inside."
"Yeah... There are boxes. Like there. Like RIGHT there. Like if I opened this shit up, there'd be boxes in my face." We saw some more signs warning us not to break laws and la di da. Then we found some doors with signs on them.
"What's that sign say?" Sage went to read the sign. I backed up and located the camera, then shot it down...nah, we didn't have any guns. Oh well. "Hey we're just looking, so you can't arrest us, okayyyy? Nothing illegal going on here, got it building?"
"The sign says that they moved."
"Hmm. Good thing I'm already crazy, otherwise you'd be gone by now, huh?"
"Nahh." But I think Sage is just cool for accepting my craziness. The world pulled us together using MAGIC. And stuff. And probably it just happened when we gave our names in sixth grade...
So then we walked around the other side of the building, and Sage started trying to open doors.
"Hun, I really doubt they're gonna be open."
"With a warehouse this big, you usually find one that's unlocked."
"Huh. And then what? We go in?"
"No."
"...then what's the point.."
"Psshh, just leave it!" We kept walking, and found some really steep little hills going from level to level of the parking, and neither of us fell. It was pretty cool. I like not being broken. I'm not sure if Sage CAN break. But neither of us did, so that was pretty cool. Eventually, we got to the windows and started looking in. It was really oddly lit inside that warehouse, and sometimes the light did weird things to my eyes. I'd see something, then it would be gone. Sage tried another door.
"Seriously, I think we've established that the doors aren't going to be open."
"I think someone tried to break in."
"What? Really?"
"Yeah, the lock's bent on this one."
"Wow. Well, that guy failed, too. So leave the doors alone."
"We might find an open one!"
"Saaaaaage."
Somehow, as if we had walked all the way around the building, we were back at the front. Well you know, we actually HAD walked all the way around. It was fun, and cold. The warehouse turned out to be pretty boring, actually. No zombies or anything. Just the one raccoon and some weird lights. I'm pretty sure they're hiding something there, but, like Sage discovered, none of the doors were open, so we couldn't check it out.
We got back in the car, and turned on the heat.
"That was fun."
"Yeah, this place is kinda creepy, though."
"Yeah. Really dark."
"So...you wanna get some food?"
We got Mexican. I lost my engagement ring and spent an hour looking for it. Sorry our date got ruined, Sage. And now we're here, blogging this excitement. No zombies, a raccoon, a lost ring, and seriously Sage, don't open anymore doors. Seriously.

Enjoy your Halloween
Kay and Sage

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Week 4: Why You Shouldn't Bring Your Cholera-infected Girlfriend

While unpacking after our recent move, Sage admitted to me that I was equal to his mother in level of love. This was a step up for me--not number one, but ONE of the number ones! Oh my life is so sad... In other news, I don't have cholera, but some unfortunate Haitians do.

Five people were diagnosed and isolated after becoming infected in Artibonite, but it seems the cholera outbreak has spread to the Haitian capitol of Port-au-Prince. Medical teams have been sent north to prevent further spread of the disease--spread through contaminated water and food--and tents have been set up in the capitol to treat people away from others. Despite these extreme measures, the death toll is already at 200. Hospitals nationwide are swamped with patients, and quickly running out of supplies. This is the first time in over a century that cholera has hit Haiti.

A nineteen-year-old college student was caught by a great white shark yesterday while bodyboarding with a friend. He resurfaced with his leg nearly severed, and died several hours later. In light of this event, all three beaches owned by the Vandenberg Air Force base have been closed. On Monday, officials will decide when to reopen them. [RIP Lucas Ransom]

In sleazy, but happier, news, Katy Perry and Russell Brand were married today in India. They had dated for several months before Brand proposed, and continued their offbeat relationship until the day they were officially married. Let us all pray that they stay married for a good few years before considering children.

Today's advice column is going to be random. I will admit that much to you right now. However, it's about love! Recently, I've been thinking back on previous relationships, and all the time before I found Sage. I thought over quite a few times when I was left behind, or left someone behind, and began wondering why it was I had never fought for them. So this column has two parts. First, I'm sure you've heard the quote "when you love something, let it go, if it truly loves you, it will return"...right? Well that's totally wrong. Not to bash all the hopeless romantics out there, but it's just wrong! If you let your love go, it will not come back! Well, it might, after you buy it dinner and apologize a lot... But let's be honest. When you find something you love, hold onto it for dear life, don't let it go no matter what, and remember to LIVE. Secondly, when it comes to fighting for people, you might not realize what you've lost until it's gone. My only advice here is to THINK before you speak and act, be sure to COMMUNICATE, and always be honest and open with your significant other. Because that could be the difference between "I love you" and "Get away, and stay away".

Random fact: French Horns are the only instrument that you can play two or three keys on the same instrument! You could read in one key, but play in a different key. (I know, I'm confused, too. Darn you Sage).

Brought to you by facts that confuse the genius's wife.
Kay and Sage

Saturday, October 16, 2010

[Week 3] Dirty Fighting: Rough Nights

We spent thirty minutes last night trying to coax, and then kill, a cricket that was underneath our stove. Somehow, I felt like it was really amusing. But I woke up on the floor, and that was not amusing. Looking back, it was just a cricket...but you can't change the past, so here's the other interesting news from post-apocalyptic week 3!!


For the last five days, the French citizens have been protesting against a new proposal to raise the retirement age from 60 to 62, and the full state pension age from 65 to 67. The Senate has already endorsed the key articles, and is due to vote on the entire bill on Wednesday. Public and private sector workers took part in strikes from Paris, Marseille, Lyon, Bordeaux, and Toulouse. Unions had called for over 200 marches nationwide. A group of "anarchists" joined in the strikes, breaking windows, ransacking cafe terraces, and setting fire to trash cans. Some of them briefly took shelter at the Opera House in Bastille. These tussles didn't last long, but they were a reminder to both unions and the government  that things can quickly spin out of control.

Prop 19. If you live in California, chances are you've been hearing about it everywhere you go. If it passes, people would be allowed to possess and grow pot for personal use. It would also allow (but not require) local and state taxation of the commercial production, distribution, and sale of marijuana. It's a simple prop, but maybe not such a simple vote. 49% of people surveyed in a poll last month said they supported the prop. When asked whether they supported or opposed Prop 19, however, many people could not say why they did or did not. It seems this time, the lines have been blurred. On November 2, the vote will decide whether we can smoke pot legally or not.

Alicia Keys and her husband, Swizz "Kaseem Dean" Beats, welcomed their first son into the world on October 14. They were engaged in late May, and soon announced that they were expecting. Despite the awkward circumstances of his life, baby Egypt Daoud Dean is promised the best life from his mother and father. Swizz Beats has two sons and a daughter from previous relationships, but Egypt is the first for Alicia Keys.

This week's advice column is about fear. We're all afraid of something--the dark, spiders, death, or even fear itself. But right now, I want to address fear of being different, and fear of things that are different. When we encounter something unfamiliar--be it a food, a culture, or a person--our instinct is to run, to scream, to point and shout "IT'S NOT NORMAL!" Well, that's okay, as long as you do it in your head. But before you judge anything or anyone, first think of it from the other side. How would you feel to be scrutinized and judged for no reason? To walk down the street and feel eyes on you, no matter where you are...it's always a bad feeling. For those of you who feel it already--you can start by making sure you don't judge anyone else! Remember how you feel, and withhold judgment at least until you talk to them. As for those of you who judge? Just do me a favor and GIVE IT TIME! Sometimes, people will be your opposites. But if you give them time, you might hear something that throws you off, something you have in common. Just wait for that moment, and I guarantee you won't be let down :]

Random fact: Jet streams (those things that create pressure systems around the planet) are traveling at speeds upwards of 400 mph...and planes have to avoid them. Pretty crazy, huh?

Remember to keep your crowbar handy,
Kay and Sage

Sunday, October 10, 2010

You have just received 1 [NOBEL PEACE PRIZE]

When I called home yesterday, my mom told me my hair looked oddly cute. I found this funny because I had styled it so people wouldn't see the band-aid I have covering a cut my cat gave me. Deep cuts = cute hair? (I think not). In other news, Sage killed a cockroach in the kitchen. Icky. Luckily, we made it through another week in the zombie apocalypse!


Liu Xiaobo is a 54-year-old Chinese man who, for three decades, called for democratic reform in China. In February, he was jailed for the third time on an 11 year charge. However, this change-agitator won the Nobel Peace Prize for his long, non-violent struggle for human rights in China. During a media blackout, his wife went to the prison to inform him of his prize. China has since blocked all information and internet searches for Professor Liu and his prize. Other activists in China, however, proclaim that the prize is only the beginning of their long sought after democracy.

The first gay pride parade in over nine years in Serbia took place today, complete with rainbow flags and balloons. However, 6000 police officers in full riot gear were there to protect marchers from the numerous protesters, who came equipped with bricks, flares, Molotov cocktails, and bottles. Over 140 people, mostly policemen, were injured and taken to the hospital. More than 200 people were arrested while police officers used tear gas and tanks to create road blocks along the way. The scene ended up looking more like a war scene than the location of a happy fairy dance. Unfortunately, it seems that Serbia has a long way to go before they grant their homosexuals freedom.

35-year-old Justin Bieber--not the Canadian teen idol--was kicked off of Facebook recently. He was born in Jacksonville, FL, and Justin Bieber is his legal name, from birth. He created a Facebook page for himself, but only had it for six months before it was taken down. But Facebook isn't the only problem this Bieber is facing. He was also dropped from iTunes new Ping system (though it was quickly rectified), receives fan mail, and must deal with calls from not just fans, but also recording companies. Even so, he maintains that his name is not something he will change just because of a little trouble.


Today, the advice column will be on body image. Everyone knows what it feels like to see the model on the cover of Vogue, or those photos of half-naked young men outside clothing stores. Ladies, this isn't about you anymore--the guys are feeling it, too. When we see these images of what the media tells us is "pretty" or "hot", we devise secret, evil plans to make ourselves turn into those images. We diet, we exercise, we eat a lot less, we buy different clothes, style our hair, put on makeup, and so on. These are all BAD IDEAS. But worse yet are the people who do nothing...and still feel the pain. If you look at these images and feel that you're not as "sexy" as the models in magazines, but you don't try to change yourself, you're only half right. Not acknowledging that the media is giving us FALSE information, is just as damaging as acknowledging it and fighting to become it. You can start by reminding yourself that NOBODY looks like that--not even those models. To achieve that appearance, they must diet to the extreme for months, and have every picture altered. I know it's tough to think of yourself as pretty, beautiful, handsome, sexy, or hot if you've only seen these images your whole life...but you should know that those pictures don't really exist. A healthy woman has round hips (CURVES), and a little bit of a belly. We're not all sticks, and if we are, chances are that we're sick. A healthy man has muscles that DON'T poke out through his skin, and a layer of fat to keep him warm. Of course there are the exceptions--the girl who's a bit skinnier because of her vegan diet, or the one who's a bit bigger and has diabetes...the guy who's skinnier and eats a ton, or the guy who's a bit bigger and stronger. The main point here is that you're NOT ugly just because you can't mimic the appearance of those models. As long as you eat healthily, exercise the right amount, and keep yourself clean...odds are the opposite sex (or same sex, depending on the person) will like you just because you're you. And if they don't? Well, who cares about them, anyways? Wise words I once heard from someone far wiser than me: you'll never love anyone else until you can love yourself.

Random fact of the day: DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME (or anywhere, really). You can scrape off your entire fingerprint (or burn it off), and it will still come back exactly the same as before. Neat, huh? So next time you hold the cigarette lighter for too long, you know you don't have to worry about getting into your fingerprint protected computer!! (Seriously, don't try this at home, work, or anywhere. Just don't!)

Enjoy the week (and don't forget to find the pills!)
Kay and Sage

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Zombie Apocalypse, Day 1

Good morning, good afternoon, and good evening to all you viewers out there! Today is day one of INSTANT GRATI-FLAME-NATION's very own "zombie apocalypse". We'll introduce you to the basic layout of our posts (three news stories, one advice column, and an extended random fact). There will be one blog posted per week, until further notice. So, with that said, welcome, sit back, relax, and enjoy your very first zombie apocalypse experience.



Two US drones attacked and killed seventeen militants in Pakistan today, after tensions were raised by recent NATO helicopter strikes. Repeated attacks by these helicopters angered Pakistan, which claims the strikes undermine attempts to deal with militants due to the response to civilian casualties. Pakistan responded to a strike on Thursday by blocking a route in southern Pakistan  used by fuel and supplies convoys. Three dozen fuel vehicles stopped along this route were set on fire on Friday. A Taliban spokesman said the Taliban carried out the attack to avenge NATO raids. Border attacks and disruptions in NATO supplies underline the growing strain in the relationship between the US and Pakistan.

Two months before what could potentially be the most important NATO summit meeting in over a decade, the 28 member states of the alliance have received a draft of  its newest strategic concept, which includes calls for nuclear disarmament for the first time. In addition, NATO's secretary general has completed another highly classified document that sets out in detail how NATO would react and assign forces to respond to various attacks, from terrorist to cyber. An East European diplomat warns us that the secrecy of the strategic concept is far beyond our wildest imaginations.

A former nanny is suing Britney Spears for $55,142 in unpaid wages, penalties, and overtime work. According to the nanny, Ferial Zaltash, she resigned after only one month. At this point, I have to insert my opinion. Nanny, what are you thinking?! Sue her for more than that! She has enough money to pay for all manner of things...just ask for it! So for you viewers, I have a question. If you were given an opportunity to sue someone rich and famous, would you stick to the exact amount you were owed, or would you milk it for a little more? And either way, why would you choose that option?


My advice column for today is geared towards friendship. It's a simple enough topic, so why do so many of us struggle with friends? If you're reading this blog right now, you most likely have less than 5 close friends. To shed a little light on things, I'll explain how girls and boys act from a young age. Boys base their friendships in a very wild manner: they play nice until a wrong is done, fight it out, and if both boys can hold their own, all is well. Girls, on the other hand, are conniving. They play dirty. When someone makes a mistake, they make sure everyone knows it...even if the girl herself doesn't. If they argue, it's usually longer and harder to fix than with boys. Where boys play in groups, girls play in pairs. Secrets reign over girls friendships. If their friend tells them a secret, they're expected to keep it. But if they tell another girl, they might have a different friend by the end of the week. So why are friendships tough? The only real answer for that is particular to you. All I can say is that, to make and keep friends, you have to be unafraid to step into life, knowing that you're likely to get beaten, spat on, and run over any number of times before reaching your goal. The people who stick it out with you, are the ones who valued your friendship more than their popularity.

Random fact of the day: Most people think that the color wheel is based on the primary colors (red, blue, and yellow) but in reality, the primary colors are red, blue, and GREEN.

Enjoy your week,
Kay and Sage