Blow shit up day

So Ninny finally got a new ride. It's black. It's shiny. It's still developing a name. So far it's being called Vladamir, however, that's not set in stone yet. Upon finally completing the acquisition process, Ninny grabbed his dear friend Diana, and headed north to visit the Dude, Davey, Kaili, and Sallykins for a blow-shit-up-day celebration. Young Master Vladamir handled splendidly up to Santa Cruz. Unfortunately, several insects lost their lives in the journey.

After our arrival in the hippie haven, Diana revealed her true colors as the god empress of Dune.

During a sunny afternoon of merriment. Ninny decided the time had come to make an homage to Ms. Drella Jones, with an amendment for other Ninnies in the world.


On our return trip, Diana and Ninny stopped in Castroville to visit the Giant Artichoke!


Suprisingly the Giant Artichoke is not only home to the ginormous leafy bud that goes so well with garlic butter, but also to a variety of oddly large fruit. Each of these fruit contains smaller, or shall I say, normal, sized fruit. Sometimes the baby fruit within are of a different variety of fruit, proving once again, that nature is not nearly as ridiculously prejudiced as humanity.



Ninny's final, and perhaps most delightful, discovery in the Giant Artichoke was this new truth. At the heart of every artichoke there lives a lobster wielding claw toy machine.



So the next time you go to eat your artichokes (which I highly recommend you do) take care when eating the heart. For therein lies a toy machine, that just might wield a stuffed lobster.

Undead and mustaches

My my what a weekend. Ninny and Danger(Space)Kitty ventured down to San Diego to play with our dear friends Drella, JP Satán, and Azure Die. On Friday we dawned our mustaches and ventured out to Ye olde Eagle. Oddly, Drella and Ninny appear to be somewhat pirate-ish Mr. Danger(space)Kitty showed us once again what gorgeous looks like. Perhaps it's just in our blood.




Apparently sometime in night on Friday we all died. Ninny regressed several years and then died. Luckily a kind group of ghouls resurrected us and brought us to the park to walk amongst our fellow living dead.






Sadly there are few good pictures of our various parings. Ms. Jones has some lovely pics on her blog here. You might also wish to peruse around on Myspace, as there are several pictures from the San Diego Zombie Walk there as well. With that, Ninny shall nap before the adventures of getting a new car begin.