Ninja Poltergeists and Forgotten Photos

Posted on
Jan 11, 2013

I’m a bit of an organizational freak.

Some of you, especially those who have spent any amount of time on my blog, may find that hard to believe. I seem to flit from one location to the next, and the narrative of my travels soon becomes convoluted. I dart around like a homing pigeon with an ear infection. And also amnesia.

I’ve actually had people email me asking where the heck I was, because the posts on the blog had bounced around too many times for them to make sense of it.

Can you believe that? People asking me where I am! I mean, how the heck would I know?

Why don’t they ask me something equally ridiculous, like how many days are in a year, or how many calories were in that entire box of cookies I had for lunch. SERIOUSLY, PEOPLE, I AM NOT A MIND-READER. I can’t figure out this stuff.

But in my own home, I tend to have a grasp on things. Everything has its place, and I generally know where that place is. This order occasionally even extends to my travels. I know what’s in my suitcase (you hear me, TSA? And also, in case you guys are listening, my bags never left my possession at any time since I packed them. BOO-YA.). I can find things easily in my carry-on, except when I have to produce my ID, at which point I find my wallet has magically sublimated.

And I know where all my pictures are located on my laptop. They are neatly sorted by trip, so I can quickly find what I’m looking for.

Or, at least, they were.

Through mechanisms that I don’t really understand (I’m going to blame either poltergeists, ninjas, or poltergeist ninjas, there mere thought of which has assured that I will not be getting any sleep tonight), all of my photos have been lumped into three or four folders.

A Vegas trip flows into one in Portland. London magically turns into Seattle. Munich … well, let’s just say that Munich gets around. The little minx.

It’s not a huge deal, and it’s one that I can easily fix (but seriously, I don’t get how this happened. Did I black out and decide to redo the file structure on my laptop, and then give up halfway through? Because, to be honest, that sounds probable.) But I was kind of fed up about the whole matter, until I discovered some photos that I had entirely forgotten about.

Girly sigh.

They were taken last September, at the Puyallup Fair here in Washington. And they are magical. MAGICAL.


That is a photo of a tiny horse, and parts of it are inexplicably dyed pink. I know what you are thinking: that is pretty much the greatest thing you have ever seen in the history of things, right? And it probably is, but only because you haven’t seen this yet:


Wook at their widdle EVERYTHING.

There were baby piggies. BABY. PIGGIES. They’re so itty bitty and delicious, it makes my heart break.

And …

It won first prize in AWESOMENESS.

A knitted ear of corn. Which has tons of purposes. Like … well … you could use it to feed knitted chickens. Or, if someone had a debilitating phobia of corn, we could slowly acclimate them to actual corn by using the knitted facsimile. Yeah.

Let’s move on … to cow butts.

Don’t tell me I don’t deliver.

And here’s a rather lovely photo of my husband doing pull-ups with the assistance of some enlisted men.

You are welcome, ladies. And also gentlemen.

This one of him also brings me joy.

I think he was just marveling at life. Or something.

Here I am making friends with a Boston Terrier:


… And next to a giant pumpkin. Because sitting next to veggies is almost as good as eating them*!

Honestly, after uncovering these, I don’t know how I can stay mad at those poltergeist ninjas. If they can help me find where I put the extra links to my watchband, I may even reconsider that exorcism. Heck, I might even be able to sleep peacefully tonight!


Eh, scratch that. But at least I found my photos.

(*No, it isn’t.)

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  • Having a baby pig as a pet is when I’ll know my life has succeeded.

  • Ah ha! I see what happened.

    I’m 5% sure the poltergeist ninjas were living inside that melting super-pumpkin. You sat too close to it, enabling them to possess you. They then had their way with your folder-structure.

    You really ought to be more careful with pumpkins.

  • Christina

    Sweet lord, TINY HORSES!!!!! BABY PIGS!!!!!!!
    Nothing causes my insides to get squishy than a tiny horse and a baby pig, except maybe if they could do pop out of a suitcase and do a little dance together.

    • Everywhereist

      Oh, man. I would love that. Can they have widdle top hats? Because that would be just fabulous.

  • Lizzie

    There’s an asterisk after the line about sitting next to veggies. Does it have a corresponding asterisk somewhere? This is going to drive me crazy.

    • Jen

      It’s at the veeeeery bottom, right above the Tweet button. I had to search to find it too. I can’t stand hanging asterisks!

    • Everywhereist

      End of the post.

      • Lizzie

        Thanks for pointing me in the right direction! Now I can sleep 😉

  • andrea

    Yay! I love the fair! Now I am in sudden need of a fisher fair scone.

  • You do realize, of course, that your computer itself is not on your side. It is trying to deceive you into blaming the ninjas it implanted into your brain. It is acting out because it is jealous of you fawning over the little piglets whose photo you callously downloaded right onto its face. If you try to reboot, it is plotting to corrupt all your files containing photos of baby anythings —– including your nephew. I’m just telling you this. I really don’t know what you can do about it. Make up sex is out of the question. You’re a married woman — to a guy whose job has something to do with computers. Da Da Da Duh (typographical representation of the vaguely menacing Law and Order scene transition sound). ( BTW, I’m not exactly sure what your husband does for a living (and neither is your mother), but if he could please increase my domain authority, I would be very grateful.)

  • Kristina Cline

    Have you been to the Evergreen Fair? There is this cute area where kids get to ride on little pedal tractors, and parents are pretty good at making their kids share. There is a fisher scone food truck parked next to it and that is all I need to say.

  • Cat

    OH My GOODNESS what an adorable (pink) miniature horse!

    I love that you’re organized.
    Love that you’re also scattered.
    Totally looking forward to reading this blog! LOVE IT!

    How did you get into travel blogging? I really want to get into something cool and adventurous like that. Currently I have my blog which is just my random thoughts and musings but I tend not to go on too many adventures! I have got to change that…

  • You brought back a great memory of when my family bred and raised miniture horses about 20 years ago. Yes, they were very cute…but one of the males was the meanest little guy ever! He would chase my uncle around the corral and my uncle had carrots for him! 🙂

  • This post was great! I love all of your sarcasm and fun photos. This genuinely makes me want to go see some miniature horses and camels!! I love how you have taken pictures and admit to losing them within a pile of stuff and just posted them on here and made an awesome post! I love that you are scattered yet organized at the same time. I have done a lot of traveling myself and you’ve inspire me to get all of my pictures and memories VERY organized (or so unorganized that it works) so that I can make my blog more interesting so I can share my travel memories with the world!!!

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