KAABOO Del Mar is an experience not to be missed!
KAABOO is three days full of fun, with almost forty hours packed with memories and fun.
I talked to some friends who went last year and there was 100% agreement: vibes were perfect, food was delicious, and the music was AMAZING.
In addition to a plethora of acts including Aerosmith, Lenny Kravitz, and Jimmy Buffet, there’s Sarah Silverman, Darrel Hammond, and Cheech and Chong!
Plus loads of good food and beverages!
I’ll be there, wearing the latest in trendy concert fashion.You’ll find me roaming around with my camera. Find me and I’ll take your pic!
Get ready for this journey of discovery!
I have a friend who wrote a book, which in and of itself is an amazing accomplishment since my own book is stuck in limbo somewhere between my head and a few notes in this computer, but this isn’t even his first foray into publishing-he authored Zen and the Art of Surfing, too.
Greg Gutierrez is an amazing human for many reasons. He’s an artist, an educator, a vocal supporter of the environment, and a powerful local community activist.
Also a surfer. Also a skier.
When I first started to read Mammoth Mountain, I was immediately transported back to my own college years when I split my time between San Diego State University and Mammoth, where I lived part of the year on Lupin St. For me, those were spectacular days with tons of snow, skiing from first light to dark. If I didn’t have a ride up to the mountain, I’d start walking and someone would always pick me up. It was a great little community before the whole mountain exploded in condos and timeshares and tourism.
I never met Greg back then–our paths never crossed–two ships in the night and all that, and my own experiences in Mammoth were TAME compared to his, that’s for sure!
The subtitle of Mammoth Mountain is “Follow the 1980’s life of Drew, a pot smoking, thieving, womanizer…”
Now I don’t have PROOF that Drew is Greg…but I’m kinda sorta connecting the dots, if you know what I mean.
I don’t want to give away the storyline or the ending, but this is way more than a journal that chronicles one debauchery after another…there’s serious substance here, a coming of age, a rite of passage, painful growth, self examination, and enlightenment.
He lost his way, his life went off course, but what did he find?
He found himself.
There’s love, there’s a lot of love here, and at the end of the day, that’s all we have. That’s all that really matters. To love and be loved.
And if we don’t love ourselves, we can never truly know love.
P.S. Who should read this book? EVERYONE.
Before I was Princess Rosebud, I was Rowdy Rosie, did you know that? Something must have happened over the years to morph RR into PR, but she’s BACK! (You can read a previous post about RR here: https://enchantedseashells.com/2013/07/02/the-story-of-rowdy-rosie/)
All you need is a little patience, right? Well, to paraphrase my rock and roll crush, Axl Rose, I guess I needed twenty-plus years of patience, ‘cos that’s how long it took between Guns N’ Roses concerts. At least for me.
When my good friend from Cowboys and Crossbones told me their Not In This Lifetime tour was one of the best concerts she’d ever attended, my ears perked up. When I discovered GnR would end their US tour in San Diego, I knew I’d have to something about it.
I dusted off an old Rowdy Rosie sheer lace spandex camisole I’d kept safe (just in case) since the nineties nestled in tissue paper and wore it over a black and white polka dotted push up bra, squirmed into skinny jeans so tight there wasn’t an ounce of space to breathe, added studded moto boots, and the look was complete.
Not too bad for a grandma, am I right? (DO NOT ANSWER THAT RHETORICAL QUESTION!!)
After a slight mishap at the trolley station where I accidentally fell onto the tracks. No adult beverages nor any mind altering substances could be blamed…the sun was in my eyes and it was SUPER crowded-sometimes the truth is BORING, but the truth is what you get in Confessions of a Tugboat Captain’s Wife…
The opening act was the Cult, do you remember them? They did a great job of holding our attention until Axl hit the stage.
OK, here’s where more truth comes in.
We are all aware of the inexorable march of time; it can’t be stopped, we all get older, look older, feel older–none of us really has a picture in the attic (literary reference to Picture of Dorian Gray)-even Botox and a skilled surgeon can only for a brief moment hold back the tick-tock of aging.
So…when that sweet bad boy child of mine, the now fifty-four-year-old Axl Rose first appeared, I do believe there was a collective GASP from the crowd, or maybe it was just me? I mean, I know it’s been 20+ years, but I really expected him to still look like…
Side by side comparison…Where did he go?
And it didn’t matter at all. Once he started to sing, I was transported back to that special place where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky (lyrics to “Sweet Child of Mine”)
He’s still bad boy sexy though, and if I squinted, he kinda sorta-well no, actually not at all.
He’s aged, I’ve aged, we’ve all aged. He’s had some work done, not exactly a total Mickey Rourke, but a bit, and he’s brave to step on stage knowing how the world sees him in reality versus in dreams (oops, my bad, hee hee.)
I screamed like a teenager.
I danced like no one was watching (no one was) and had the BEST TIME OF MY LIFE.
The biggest difference in the two concerts from then and now -except for the cost of the ticket lol-was the ubiquitous presence of cell phones capturing every single moment. I’m guilty of that too.
When the first chords of “Welcome to the Jungle” started up, there was nowhere in the world I would have rather been than experiencing that iconic moment.
They played nonstop for more than 2 1/2 hours and ended with “Paradise City”.
As we ran to grab the trolley back to our vehicle, we saw Slash drive away in his black limo SUV and he waved to us.
BEST NIGHT EVER.
And now I’ll have a forever scar to remember it by…
I posted this on Facebook today:
One year ago, I showed up at Carlsbad City Council as an thirty-year resident who had finally had it with the way this city was being manipulated by outside developers. The final straw was the possibility that a monstrosity of a concrete mall was to be built on Agua Hedionda Lagoon. NO WAY, I thought. I didn’t even have a speech written when I pushed my way through the crowd, but I knew it was time to step up and speak up. That was the night I spoke about “not being impressed by men in fancy suits with fake tans.” I may have walked in to those hostile chambers alone, but walked out with the new and lasting friendship of a tribe of hundreds and hundreds who soldiered on to save the lagoon as we’re saving Carlsbad, one council seat at a time. Much love, appreciation, and gratitude to our TRIBE.
Yes, the lagoon is safe FOR NOW. But there will always be the threat of over-development and that’s why we stand vigilant, never again complacent to the machinations of our self-serving local government.
Here’s my speech in its entirety:
“First, I’d like to make a brief observation; other than the farm workers at the strawberry fields, Caruso’s soft focused Utopian propaganda video had no people of cultural diversity represented. Kind of crazy, right? I mean, when you really think about it? What’s that all about?
[This refers to a video shown by Caruso Affiliated. Big bucks in play here.]
Mayor and council, I need to make myself particularly clear.
I’m not impressed by fancy suits and ‘healthy’ fake tans.
My family and I are vehemently opposed to the development of Agua Hedionda.
Agua Hedionda is a sensitive resource and ecosystem that needs to be saved and protected and restored, NOT built upon and destroyed.
I love to shop and I don’t want Nordstrom built on the lagoon when we have a perfectly good mall that needs the promised renovation.
No matter what or how we were duped in 1986 and 2006, that should not mean this deception should continue.
For thirty years, I’ve watched you and other councils systematically destroy land and native habitats in Carlsbad.
This needs to stop.
Enough is enough.
My family and I vehemently oppose all building on Agua Hedionda.
Enough is enough.
Leave it alone.
Shame on you Mayor and City Council.
Shame on you all.
And finally, Mr. Blackburn, we met privately about the pet store in the Westfield mall that sells puppy mill dogs and you PROMISED me that when the mall was renovated and all the stores were closed, that store would be gone and wouldn’t be allowed back. But it’s still open. You promised and I feel betrayed.
Do the right thing, would you?”
More to read…
Do you know what it means?
About a year ago, my son and DIL pointed to an older gentleman’s white athletic shoes, started giggling and said “normcore” at the same time.
An inside joke?
I asked, “what does that mean?”
They explained it’s like dad jeans, socks with sandals, those ubiquitous white shoes every single older white male sports (and upon observation, they were CORRECT as usual in their elitist snarky way.)
The New York Times said:
Normcore (noun) 1. A fashion movement, c. 2014, in which scruffy young urbanites swear off the tired street-style clichés of the last decade — skinny jeans, wallet chains, flannel shirts — in favor of a less-ironic (but still pretty ironic) embrace of bland, suburban anti-fashion attire. (See Jeans, mom. Sneakers, white.)
2. A sociocultural concept, c. 2013, having nothing to do with fashion, that concerns hipster types learning to get over themselves, sometimes even enough to enjoy mainstream pleasures like football along with the rest of the crowd.
3. An Internet meme that turned into a massive in-joke that the news media keeps falling for.
…the word “normcore” spread like a brush fire across the fashionable corners of the Internet, giving name to a supposed style trend where dressing like a tourist — non-ironic sweatshirts, white sneakers and Jerry Seinfeld-like dad jeans — is the ultimate fashion statement.
While fashion trends shift constantly, Normcore – a style made of unisex, ageless and time-tested pieces – is here to stay. Now, Normcore has evolved into a lifestyle…from the shows we watch, to the food we eat, and even to the electronics and products we use.
Celebrity Stylist Brad Goreski, who works with Sarah Hyland, Lea Michele and Rashida Jones among others, is obsessed with the trend. To share his obsession, Brad created a list of the hottest and most functional pieces to incorporate into one’s wardrobe and beyond that will last a lifetime.
What could be more NORMal than Lubriderm?
Sing it to the tune of Katy Perry’s “I Kissed a Girl”
Of COURSE I didn’t really STEAL it; well, I kinda did. While I was visiting Angel Boy 2.0, I found an intriguing book that belonged to my son and it sorta made its way into my carryon.
By CAConrad, Ecodeviance (Soma)tics for the Future Wildnerness is a book of poetry and essays that demands attention. This is not a quicky beach read.
There’s humor, pathos, despair; references to Reiki and crystals. There is love and death.This is a polar shift diversion from my usual reading fare of romance novels and vegan cookbooks. It’s like this…it’s as if you’re driving down the highway on your regular commute and all of a sudden you slam on the brakes, and while they’re squealing and smoking, you completely turn around and speed 100mph in the opposite direction.
Not only is that an apt description of me and this book; it’s a metaphor for my life right about now.
Conrad has become known for his “(Soma)tic” poetry — works that are part map of his process, part writing exercises, part final product, and that emphasize doing and living in a body. In an interview in the film, Conrad calls the (Soma)tics “ritualized structures where being anything but present was next to impossible.” [From http://www.notey.com/@hyperallergic_unofficial/external/8647290/the-ritualized-anger-of-a-queer-poet.html]
“What would you wear for camouflage if you were hiding in a gingerbread house?
I’m NOT hiding, I WANT the witch to eat me!”
From the Poetry Foundation website:
Poet CAConrad grew up in Pennsylvania, where he helped to support his single mother during his difficult youth. Influenced by Eileen Myles,Audre Lorde, Alice Notley, and Emily Dickinson, he writes poems in which stark images of sex, violence, and defiance build a bridge between fable and confession. In a 2010 interview with Luke Degnan for BOMB Magazine’s BOMBlog, Conrad discussed his approach to poetry, which focuses on process and on engaging the permeability of the border between self and other. “Ultimately, I want my (Soma)tic poetry and poetics to help us realize at least two things. That everything around us has a creative viability with the potential to spur new thinking and imaginative output and that the most necessary ingredient to bringing the sustainable, humane changes we need and want for our world requires creativity in all lives, every single day.” https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poets/detail/c-a-conrad
CAConrad’s childhood included selling cut flowers along the highway for his mother and helping her shoplift. He is the author of eight books of poetry and essays. A Pew Fellow , he has also received fellowships from Lannan Foundation, MacDowell Colony, Headlands Center for the Arts, Banff, and Ucross.
For his books and details on the documentary The Book of Conrad (Delinquent Films, 2016), visit http://CAConrad.blogspot.com
Two of my favorites:
for Dana Ward
Every once in awhile I think something about a stranger on the sidewalk and they dart a glance at me and I get it—I GET IT—we are one! Allow seven consecutive days for this exercise. DAY ONE, think about a woman you know, think about experiences you have had with her. Think about conversations you have had, think about the things she wears, eats, her way of walking, her laugh. Think about every detail you can imagine. See if she calls you or emails you. Take notes about this attempt at psychic connection.
DAY TWO, do everything you did in DAY ONE, but for a man you know. DAY THREE, go out to the streets and follow someone walking a dog. Look closely at the dog, study the dog’s movements. Whistle in your head, bark in your head. Imagine throwing a stick, yelling “GOOD DOG! GOOD DOG! YOU ARE A VERY GOOD DOG!” Does the dog respond to this? If so, how? Take notes.
DAYS FOUR, FIVE, SIX, and SEVEN are for strangers. In cafes or restaurants, or followed briefly on the sidewalk. Try to connect with two women and two men, complete strangers out in the world. Study them in cafes, museums, going up escalators, or maybe standing in line at the bank. Aim your attention at the clothing they wear, or the way they chew food. Envision saying HELLO, and tugging their sleeve. TUG IT with your mind, punctuated with putting an imaginary hand on their shoulder and saying, “Don’t I know you?” Imagine clapping and shouting “HEY! HEY! HEY YOU!” Did they look at you WHILE you were walking behind them? Communicating beyond the auditory is our goal. What are their reactions? How do you feel about it? Take these seven days of notes and form your poem(s).
if i had been
there when they
invented the word
be different would sound better
look at this amazing
our bodies in place
to quarrel with ourselves and others
to eat and sing
to launch forth new ideas
to comfort the sphincter
chair is a ridiculous word
i love chairs but remain
annoyed by their name
living in this post vocabulary
chair chair chair CHAIR
nothing less than
seven syllables will do
CAConrad reads “Preternatural Conversations”
Huh? What did I say? Have I gone completely BONKERS? The jury is still out on THAT, but hopefully, it’ll all make sense very soon.
It’s TOTALLY cutting edge…and totally COOL.
And FREE. Yup, FREE!! Read on…
“Advertising is the greatest art form of the 20th century.”
And this is one of my faves: “Diaper backward spells repaid”. (Think about it.)
Which leads me into this message of MY medium.
With a Ph.D. in Neuroscience from Brown University, my DIL is co-founder of Neon–a company that uses human neuroscience and machine learning to automatically select images for some of the world’s largest publishers and platforms.
DIL has been working hard juggling start up life, delivering a beautiful baby, AND A BEAUTIFUL APP.
Here’s the cool part for us bloggers and anyone who loves videos– the app is user-friendly for those of us who are less than brainy techies–YAY!!
I know you’ll do me a HUGE favor and re-post and share and post on your walls and tweet all about this amazing FREE app!
Here’s another video I processed of the paddleboarder in Half Moon Bay who had an encounter with a whale.
Now YOU try it! Neon Pro is FREE and available at https://app.neon-lab.com.
BREAKING NEWS…San Francisco – July 28, 2016 – Neon Labs (https://neon-lab.com/), the video and image performance company, today announced the availability of Neon Pro, a free web app that makes the company’s deep learning technology, and NeonScoreTM, available to individual content creators. Previously, the technology—which identifies and serves high performing video thumbnails and images—was only available to global image, video, eCommerce and content platforms operating at massive scale, through Neon EnterpriseTM.
Founded on a decade of neurocognitive research at Brown University, Carnegie Mellon University, and Harvard Medical School, Neon technology combines the science of human perception, deep learning, and the world’s largest and most comprehensive dataset of emotional responses to images. Using deep neural nets trained on human visual perception data, rather than just clickstream data, Neon predicts how people will emotionally respond to an image, and how effective the image will be in driving engagement.
Neon’s predictive image technology helps businesses drive significantly higher clicks, likes and shares for videos and images, resulting in increased revenue. The company guarantees that Neon Enterprise customers will increase their overall engagement rate. Depending on the content and context, increases in engagement of 30% and higher are common.
Neon Pro, a free and slimmed-down version of the company’s enterprise offering, now available as a web app, allows individuals and content producers to get NeonScores for their videos and images. Neon Pro identifies the thumbnails and images that are guaranteed to increase engagement over human-selected images and thumbnails.
Neon Pro is free and available at https://app.neon-lab.com.
How NeonScore Works:
The NeonScore is a number from 0 to 99, common to Neon Pro and Neon Enterprise, that measures the predicted emotional impact of an image for a given audience, device or platform. The higher the number, the higher the predicted engagement. NeonScore uses the company’s patent pending methods to analyze every image or video frame for over 1,000 unique and interrelated “valence” features that drive human interest, such as eye gaze, instability, brightness, and incompleteness.
“Unlike the traditional deep neural networks that are trained to identify objects in a scene, Neon uses deep learning in a creative way to predict the emotional response to images at massive scale. This novel approach has helped us identify the features of an image that drive engagement, allowing us to predict the images that will go viral, even before they are published” said Sophie Lebrecht, Neon Chief Science Officer.
Yup, an alligator lizard. So adorable. So harmless looking, right?
A few teenagers were sitting in a local park above our beautiful Agua Hedionda Lagoon, attempting to humanely herd this creature off the grass and back into his native habitat of sagebrush and coyote bush, when I waltzed by and thought I’d be the conquering heroine and offer my assistance.
They were afraid to pick him up, but I said, “no problem, guys, here’s how it’s done.” I then proceeded to pick him up, totally forgetting the proper way to handle a scared reptile and he immediately latched onto my finger with his razor sharp teeth and WOULD NOT LET GO.
So much for my heroics; I started screaming and shook off the poor little fella, sending him sailing off into the bushes. No worries, though. He was FINE, scurrying away with all of his limbs intact and whole, probably searched for his family to tell them about the lunatic human he encountered, while I was nursing several bleeding puncture wounds…amid teenaged laughter. To be fair, they DID ask me if I was OK, but I think they actually recorded the whole incident, so if you see it on YouTube, yes, that was ME.
I dropped my phone whilst repelling the attack of the ‘gator, and this pic was accidentally taken…
It was all good, though. Just a day in the life of Princess Rosebud.
Son, daughter-in-law, and Theo are in San Fran for the summer, so I flew up to spend a week basking in the joy of a three-month-old baby boy.
Today we took Theo on his first beach outing at Ocean Beach to attend the Nor Cal Corgi Con 2016 Summer Event. DIL is from the UK and her love for corgis is to be expected since Queen Elizabeth is a Corgi mum.
Personally, I’m more of a Border Collie girl, but all dogs are wonderful, so I knew it would be fun.
It was untypically hot and sunny; the sand was a BIT too hot for the poor dogs’ paws I thought, but all in all, it was a fun outing!