Friday, August 13, 2010
WHERE DA PARTAAY AT, TINKERBELL??
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Once more, with feeling dammit!
I dusted off the ol' blog here, and thought I'd give it another whirl. I came to the frightening realization not too long ago, that I am starting to forget some of my crazier stories from my princess-entertainment career. If I don't get them written down sooner rather than later.. I'm not going to remember anything to pass onto future generations. Tragic.
If you've ever wondered what it's like to be propositioned for sex while wearing big sparkly wings and cheap green spandex, this blog is for you.
If you've ever wondered what it's like to be propositioned for sex while wearing big sparkly wings and cheap green spandex, this blog is for you.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
So I went to Australia this weekend........
Ha, I wish.
But I did get to see some kangaroos. And not the grouchy ones that live at Zoo Atlanta either. There's a place in Dawsonville, Georgia called the Kangaroo Conservation Center. It's pretty bad-ass, if you like cute animals with pouches. Boyfriend and I made the drive up from Atlanta, it should have only been an hour, but I left my cell phone.. so it was more like an hour and a half.
They let you wander around their "Outback" on your own, and then there's a few cute little shows where the kangaroos and sugar gliders and wallabees all do some showing off. One little kangaroo, Olivia, would just lay by the fence wanting you to scratch her back all day. There was one huge kangaroo named Jet, I think they said he weighs like two hundred pounds? Or will? Yeah, he's a big guy.
Weird things I learned: Kangaroos are totally racist. They only want to mate with their own colored fellow kangaroos. Eastern Grey ones, only want to bang fellow Eastern Greys. Red Kangaroos, yep they want some hot Red Kanga action. And there's usually only one male let into the female "mob" at a time, so that dude is the one getting alllllllllllll the action. Oh, and Kangaroos have their own toe for grooming. I still don't understand why they stare you down though.
Pics or it didn't happen!
Cute little bird.. already forgot your name.. it's a Kookaburra though.
Hard to tell but that big belly bulge is holding a baby joey.
WHAT IS WITH THE STARING
They all do that..
But I did get to see some kangaroos. And not the grouchy ones that live at Zoo Atlanta either. There's a place in Dawsonville, Georgia called the Kangaroo Conservation Center. It's pretty bad-ass, if you like cute animals with pouches. Boyfriend and I made the drive up from Atlanta, it should have only been an hour, but I left my cell phone.. so it was more like an hour and a half.
They let you wander around their "Outback" on your own, and then there's a few cute little shows where the kangaroos and sugar gliders and wallabees all do some showing off. One little kangaroo, Olivia, would just lay by the fence wanting you to scratch her back all day. There was one huge kangaroo named Jet, I think they said he weighs like two hundred pounds? Or will? Yeah, he's a big guy.
Weird things I learned: Kangaroos are totally racist. They only want to mate with their own colored fellow kangaroos. Eastern Grey ones, only want to bang fellow Eastern Greys. Red Kangaroos, yep they want some hot Red Kanga action. And there's usually only one male let into the female "mob" at a time, so that dude is the one getting alllllllllllll the action. Oh, and Kangaroos have their own toe for grooming. I still don't understand why they stare you down though.
Pics or it didn't happen!
Cute little bird.. already forgot your name.. it's a Kookaburra though.
Hard to tell but that big belly bulge is holding a baby joey.
WHAT IS WITH THE STARING
They all do that..
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