Love your website dooce.
Keep it up.

Gorgeous, Dooce, as usual. Thank you.

wow! spectacular!

Wow! Top 10! And such a gorgeous picture! Keep up the good work... we all love you :)

what beautiful sky!

The moon looks so tiny, bright and innocent compared to the mountains...

assuming that's the moon, of course... o.O

It's a balloon....The Moon Is a Balloon!

oooooooooooooooooh.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

Glen McGrath

Spring!!!!...Here we are about to be inflicted with Autumn!!!

.yes...it's called "sleeping" !!!

the Bonnie lies over the ocean,
the Bonnie lies over the sea......etc

OK....to which address?

beautiful ski picture!

So blue!

So beautiful!

hachie machie, that's a cool pic ya got there dooce mama.

Comment near the top
That deserves something special
Like this here haiku!

that photo makes me long for a road trip. i know that travelling sky and i miss it.

oh, wow! That is so beautiful! I wish we had skys like that here.

what is it, like six am over there? it's after 11 here on a sunday and it's pouring rain and everything is closed so i'm stuck in this internet cafe until at least tomorrow when i can hopefully escape to some warmer corner of the continent, but wow, 41 comments by 6 (or is it 7 there). on a sunday. the 405 doesnt get that much traffic.

first time commenter!!

very lovely.

very nice, im a fan of the thumbnail too!!

woot to comments being open

Popping my commenting cherry for the first time to say... that's lovely!

No wonder there's so much religion in Utah. That beauty is inpiring.

Hallelujah!

I'm laughing, CanadianAmy! I had the same thought ..

This morning I have enjoyed Dooce's photos, Jimbo's and Caroline's. Thanks everyone!

Beautiful sky, beautiful shot. Makes me wish I were out west again. Thanks!

Yeah, I am liking the more reasonable pace of the commenting this weekend.

And my kids like it too. They see more of me when I am not obsessed with staring at the computer and trying to follow wacky conversation threads.

Happy Sunday, all!

gorgeous.

Beautiful. But you, Heather, need to get more sleep. It's Sunday for crying out loud.

Niffer I want to go to Brazil.

Wow, my first impression was that it looks very cold there.

My second was "I wonder if Chuck wears a coat," you know like those little yapper dogs do.

Hey give me a break, I just woke up, LOL. Good shot as always
sister Dooce.

thanks niffer. if you don't mind a little sea sickness (ok a LOT of sea sickness) it's sooooooo worth the trip.

it's still raining in ushuaia. dammit, i wish my parka didn't smell like penguin shit.

Our nights have been cold and clear here for a couple weeks and each night the moon rises right over the Cascades it's this jaundiced color from all the pollution. A cool look, but sad for us air breathers, you know?

I love it when the moon can be seen during daylight.

I am breathing the fresh air through my computer monitor...ahhhh!

That does look like the colour of the Ocean. Nice.

Oh man... that's effing gorgeous. I always love your pictures!

Great colors in this photo, did you use any special photoshop effects?

Actually, I WAS in church today. But the pastor made an off-hand reference to A1 sauce, and it was ALL I COULD DO not to laugh hysterically! Just had to share that. Thanks, Dooce!

"The sky is the color of blue you've never even seen in the eyes of your lover....."

Wow, it's so quiet in here today! Maybe the lovely sky is, like, calmin' people down and shit? Who knows. All I know is TOP 100! Woot!

I love the blue! I especially like it right where the sky touches the mountains, where it's all cloudy, and then the mountains are snowy.

Very pretty.

We have gone an entire week with NO PICTURES OF LETA. This must be corrected immediately. The scenery is goreous, Chuck is the DOG but I need a Leta fix and soon.

squish + ern, i went to church!

the priest pointed out how wrong it is to assume that people who don't share your exact denomination are going to hell, because no matter who is concerned, we're all children of the same Creator.

i'm greek orthodox, and it's a fairly strict, old-skool church, so it was awesome to hear our cantankerous priest sound so loving.

now, to tie it all up with a bow, when i see pictures like today's, i.e. wide, expansive, haunting shots of the sky, i always think about how someone loving's up there amid all the majesty. thanks dooce. perfect timing. :)

Bugger, another Monday begins!!!! :-(

my moment of zen. thank you.

today's comments are booooooooring! What, are we gonna sit around, yapping about the pictures all day, or is someone going to start talking about porn? Do I have to be the first?

"Come on guys, let's go watch some gay porn and get our hate back." -Derek Blank

The picture is beautiful. The moon has profound effects on our lives. You've captured part of that power.

Austin doesn't transfer well -- that was creepy. Sorry all.

Happy Blog Birthday - love the snow shots - you sound in your posts that your in a very good place in your life and its great to be you, that combined with the smiley snow shots makes me glad for you too!

I woke up in the middle of the night after partying, having to go to the bathroom. I thought I was walking to the bathroom, but really I walked right out of the apartment...naked! I got locked out, and it took me a good 20 minutes to wake my roommate up with all of my knocking. Luckily nobody saw me. But it was damn embarrassing!

Happy Blog Birthday!

So, I'm not sure if this is my *most* embarrassing story. But because of my tender young age, I was more embarrassed than I would have been later perhaps...ok, maybe not.

When I was __teen, I was on a camping trip with my mom and her boyfriend and his two kids. My mom invited my boyfriend along because I wasn't excited about going and my boyfriend was about to move away. It was my mom's boyfriend's birthday weekend.

In the RV, there was a cake my mom had made for her boyfriend's birthday.

Everyone decided to go on a hike for a couple of hours, except my boyfriend and I stayed behind. We ended up bumping uglies in the RV. My boyfriend was working up to his big finish when he yelled "SCREAM! SCREAM NOW!" So, I screamed. Really fucking loud. Why not, we were in the wilderness, no campsites near ours.

I had never seen any porn movies, so I screamed like a chick would in a B-Horror flick. (blink. what?)

Well, at that moment, the hikers had returned to camp. They heard me screaming. My mom's boyfriend busted into the RV, just at the culmination of my scream, startling my boyfriend mid-wad-blowing, which prompted him to lose control of his weiner and accidentally squirt both the birthday cake and my mother's boyfriend. Right square in the "I'm a #1 Dad" t-shirt.

Happy VD again Dooce! I'm sure glad you stuck with your blog over these years because it's brought me a lot of giggles, thoughtful moments, and even a few tears. You are a sexy beeotch.

The other day as a joke I asked this British kid how old the Queen Mum was. And whoops, I forgot she was deceased. Then this other kid said, "Hey dumbass. The Queen Mum is dead." That sucked ass. I felt like a big tool. Damn kids.

#106 - Best. Story. EVER. I almost peed. No, honestly.

happy blog birthday heather!

I think my most embarrassing moment was the time in 5th grade when I lost control of my bladder in the middle of class (I was often subject to bladder infections until my early teens). My jeans were soaked through, so I got sent to the office where the only change of clothes they could rustle up for me were a pair of sweat pants they found at the bottom of the lost and found box, which I had to wear for the rest of the day.

Oh and I've only been on a ski hill once. I was 16 and did a LOT of falling. They had to stop the t-bar lift for me 'cause no one told me I wasn't supposed to sit on the bar. That's also the time my first boyfriend decided the best way to motivate me to ski more and fall less was to yell at me how embarrasing I was being. That's also the time I told him to go fuck himself and hobbled over to the chalet to drown my sorrows in hot chocolate whilst all my friends kept skiing.

~ I walked onto the dance floor at a wedding reception with my dress tucked into the back of my pantyhose.

~ I opened my mouth to answer a question in 8th grade English and instead of words, chunky vomit violently exploded forth, covering my arms, desk, and the girl sitting next to me.

The embarrassing moment that still haunts me in moments of weekness occurred in 9th grade. For some reason, my school really got into squirt guns that year and all sorts of various methods of projecting water for distance. I had, thanks to a diabetic aunt, acquired a syringe. I broke the needle off and it was my favorite stealth squirter. People would feel this tiny stream of water hitting them and completely freak out, not knowing where it was coming from.

Well, in science class out teacher had to step out for a minute. I took this opportunity to fill my syringe from the taps in the lab portion of the classroom. As I was focused on sucking water from the moving stream into the syringe, my fellow classmates started saying, very loudly "Hello, Mr. Cretian," that being our teacher's name. No fool, I figured they were trying to make me scramble back to my seat.

Was I ever embarrassed when the teacher's voice asked what I was doing! (He confiscated my syringe, too, darn it all.)

Everyone seems to like the sex stories best, so here it goes!

16 years of age, 9 years ago...

Early spring is a cold, cold place in Pennsylvania indeed. My boyfriend (William Clayton Williams) and I had done the deed when and where we could. This mostly was in snowy baseball fields late at night or other uncomfortable outdoors situations. Well, we decided that we wanted to know what the experience was like somewhere warm (and perhaps soft) so we made plans for a late night hump in the finished basement of my family home. There were couches and heat and... It was underneath the front part of the house away for family slumbers and there was an easily open window.

The one part we didn't take into consideration was my parent's ancient crappy Old English sheepdog, Maggie.

Well, sex is just being done and then the light comes on leading downstairs and my parents open the basement door. Clayton jumps unclothed behind the couch and I cover up with a blanket after quickly hiding all loose clothes-items.

My parents ask what I am doing in the basement at this time of night, and I say that I was going to sleep down there for a change of pace. Suddenly, that damn dog bolts from behind my parents and jump over me and the couch and on top of Clayton biting him on the arm. He screams, jumps up, grabs a shirt and wraps it about his waist, bolts past my parents and upstairs and out of the door with only his shirt about his bits and white socks on into the snowy night.

The rest of the night is a blur and I am grounded for no less than the whole entire season of spring.

I found out later that the dog had gone to my parent's room and dragged them downstairs, Lassie style straight to the basement!

Clayton and I broke up soon after the basement thing happened, but with him the story does not end so simple. He later believed he could not live without me and called in a bomb threat to my school just so that he could see me! He was found out and was sent away for a while...

As for me, the dog and I only made friends again years later when I took care of her before she died... and I never had sex in my parents' house again.

Probably the most humiliating thing that ever happened to me was when I was in fifth grade.

I was trying to be cool and nonchalant by tipping my chair back on two legs and reclining/balancing, when I sneezed--and farted at the same time!

Not sure whether it was the force of having air shoot out both ends, or just the shock of it all, but it knocked me on my ass--no, really, it did. So here I am sprawled out in the floor, having just sneezed, farted, and tipped over my chair in front of my entire fifth grade class, and what do I do? Deny it, of course.

"What are you laughing at?"
"Dude, you just sneezed and farted at the same time."
"What? No way, I just lost my balance!"
"Riiight."

Even my teacher was laughing. Oh, the shame. My cheeks are burning just thinking of it!

Avey, your boyfriend's name was William Williams? That's hilarious.

I was in 7th or 8th grade, and my friend was having a pool party for her birthday... I had just gotten my period and I didn't want to miss out on all the fun of swimming and have to explain to everyone.."i have my period" ...so I decided to use a tampon for the first time...after all the swimming, everyone was jumping on the girl's trampoline...all was going fine and well...when someone started screaming.."oh my god!! what is that!!" ....my tampon had fell out as i was jumping...and started bouncing around on the trampoline with us...i grabbed that thing and ran inside the girls house as everyone was totally grossed out..and I was humiliated.....(btw..my first post, I read everyday though :)

The embarassing moments are kiiiiillling me. You guys are all so funny!

Scarlett - I saw that but it was NOTHING compared to how I couldn't stop moving my head emphatically through my whole introduction speech!

That's hot.

I just posted my most embarassing moment on my own blog a couple of days ago. It involves girl scout camp and donkeys.

I was 15, deeply in love with a girl named Brenda, who did not know I existed. To remedy that, I decided to impress her by diving off the ten metre board at the Olympic-sized swimming pool built for the Pan-Am Games in my home town.

Oh, she was impressed, alright. Partly by the skin-splitting *SMACK* as my over-rotated body hit the water back first; partly by the sight of my swimming trunks gently floating to the surface and off to the shallow end; and partly by the sight of me being dragged, gasping for air and bare-assed naked, from the pool by the FEMALE LIFEGUARDS WHO WOULD NOT STOP GIGGLING.

Oh, she knew I existed after that day.

Newly married. Bought new bedroom set with wedding gift $. Bedroom set arrives, but damaged. Send everything back but the bed. 8 weeks later, delivery guy shows up to take old bed and replace with new bed and perfect bedroom set. Forgot he was coming, left dirty clothes in room. Quickly pick up unmentionables as he takes apart bed. Then he removes the mattress, and the bed frame is like a picture frame, with my HUGE PINK DILDO in the middle. I grabbed it and threw it in the closet. Ran downstairs and waited for him to unload the rest of the furniture. It was years before I told that story to anyone but my husband.

There was also another time when I got us (dh, who was my boyfriend) kicked out of a porno shop. I was 19, and didn't know you couldn't say 'bong'. Apparently, it's a water tabbacco pipe. Whatever, we all know it's a bong.

O M G!! What have I been missing to-day. I cant wait to get back home and peruse well!

Thanks, Dooce, for sharing your life with us. Happy Blog Birthday.

And as for embarrassing: This doesn't top anyone's but it was mortifying all the same. I was in college and was having what at the time I thought was amazing sex, only to fall off the bed. Quite unceremoniously. Not at all like "oh, this is so wild, now we're having sex on the floor", but more like "woah, wooaahh" thud.

I'm pretty certain I have many embarassing moments. I just can't seem to come up with them right now. So here is a mildly embarassing one.

I was in high school and was wearing a long skirt. My friends and I were acting like kids and were turning in circles really fast until we were so dizzy we would fall down. Well when I fell my feet went up. Up enough for my skirt to going flying over my head. As I lay there I kept hoping that I fell facing the school. Finally when I sit up I realize that I was facing the football field where the senior guys football team had just gone out to for practise. I flashed the entire football team other than one coach and one player that had gone to the field late.

This is not THE most embarassing moment... but will do for now. cant talk abt THE moment yet.

A friend of mine acted in a play a couple of years ago. I landed up at the matinee half hour late and terribly hungover from the prev night. I could barely keep my eyes open and dozed off several times.. it was a bad play to make thgs worse.

Anyway..after the play was FINALLY over I ran on stage to see my friend, found her, threw my arms around her and saiD "that was FABULOUS" only to find her looking extremely embarassed. It was only then that I realised that everyone in the auditorium was singing the national anthem!

Ha.. I feel silly putting my moment in here.

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