Saturday, August 2, 2008

Damn Conservationists

(Check out my new digital camera!  And by 'MY new camera', I really mean NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC'S photographer's camera who posted this photo on National Geographic's website.) 

Despite growing up around the beach, I always envisioned summer as tall grasses waving in the early evening breeze.  I'd dream of sitting on a porch swing drinking lemonade or iced tea and holding hands with my beau.  That's what Laura Ingalls Wilder used to call boys that would come visit.  I LOVED Little House on the Prairie.  I wanted a beau too.  But my beaus rode skateboards and wore Jimmy'z hats that looked like they had a pair of boxers on their heads.  And if I ever tried to call them my beau, they probably would have said something like "dude, my name's not Beau, it's John."  But I digress ...

My dreams of summer also ALWAYS included watching fireflies.  

I have no idea how I learned of their existence, but just the thought of nature creating its own version of twinkly lights that would come on during my favorite time of day was so compelling , they entered into and remain, firmly planted, in my daydreams. 

Despite all of this, I have actually never seen a firefly.  Unless of course you count the ones in the Pirates of the Caribbean ride at Disneyland.  But I'm going to go out on a limb and say that those were PROBABLY fake.  I imagine part of never having seen a firefly stems from my avoidance of any place that is HOT and has HUMIDITY.  So bye bye any place east of the Rockies during summer!  

I did a little Google search today.  Somewhere, someone is commenting on their blog "Some TRUCKER Googled 'Are there any fucking fireflies on the West Coast?' and landed on my site today."

BUT Peeps!  I learned that there are fireflies in OREGON & WASHINGTON.  And I THINK Portland is in one of those two states.  I click click clicked my little heart away and learned that the Oregon fireflies reside in Corvallis, OR, home of the Oregon State Beavers and only about an hour and a half south of me!  I was JUST about ready to pack my bags and then I saw it ... "though they are the same species of lightening bug, they do not glow."

DAMN IT FIREFLIES OF THE CORVALLIS, OREGON FIREFLIES!

Next time someone asks me the question "Is everybody really THAT into 'living green' in Oregon?"  I can say, with one hundred percent certainty, that yes.  Yes they are.  Even our lightening bugs conserve energy.

Friday, August 1, 2008

And the Award Goes To ...

So I've mentioned before (click here) about the Google Analytics program that makes me either elated or want to crawl under the covers and never come out again.  Lately though, a lot of people have come looking for SSG, and I am SO grateful!   The Google Search feature remains a favorite.  However, since I wrote this post (click here) I get more "stripper" searches than I care to admit.  This month's winner, was not about stripping however.  


The award for "Best Google Search" goes to:
  • "Ballet Flats Smell or Stink or Reek or Nasty or Gross"
This search almost made me pee my pants.  They didn't stick around for long because my ballet flats apparently didn't stink or smell or reek badly enough for them.  And for the record they are neither nasty or gross.  But if they WEREN'T looking for those items, I'd recommend Ecco's.

BUT!  More importantly, last month brought so many of you fun peeps by and I wanted to take a moment to say THANK YOU so much for reading and commenting and giving me awards, I love awards!  Do I have to prepare a speech Bella Della?  Because I have one all ready.  And it goes like this:

Ahem.  

I wouldn't be where I am without those of you who supported me from the beginning:

Wade 
Who doesn't have a blog and always posts as anonymous.  Hi sunshine!

Mrs. Bob of the Bobs
Paris wouldn't be Paris without sharing it with my twin (and wheelchair pusher!)

Who was my first commenter EVER so I should probably name my first born after her.

And those of you who somehow found me and I suspect it has to do with being sent down from HEAVEN:

Shoe Oracle and the farthest thing from "just another" gal.

She won't SAY I'm her favorite, but I'm sure it's because she doesn't want to hurt anyone's feelings.

Made me laugh out loud writing about her friend "Carnivorous Hippy."

The cutest and sweetest new blogger around!

Someone please nominate this woman for Sainthood.

If we had English classes together in college I know we'd think the same guys were hot.

I'd totally sleep with him ... if I were 20 ... and in college ... and his mom didn't read his blog.

Who's totally with me in my theory that breast exams were invented by a guy who just wanted to get women to touch themselves on a regular basis.

Reporting from the front lines of the Hurricane Katrina disaster.  Anderson Cooper's got NOTHIN' on Lance.

Fellow firefighter AND money lover!

Those Anonymous Posters That Aren't Wade ... or Digs
A couple months ago I wrote a post about breaking up with Starbucks that remains the most popular post on this site.  It has received over 1,000 hits, which blows my mind.  Most people read and move on, but I know a few of you have stayed.  Thank you for continuing to read, I hope you keep coming by.  And you're WELCOME to comment.  But you don't HAVE to.  I like the strong silent type too.
 
Thanks again to everyone for your engaging writing and support!  Lemon drops all around! Serendipitous Girl I am, indeed.

xoxo,
SSG