Saturday, November 24, 2012

This is Why I Cannot Own Real Guns

Because I would behave like Sherlock. 

*New Website Update: I wish Wordpress had a physical form that I could throw shoes at in my hostility and rage. At the very least I have taken out my fake gun and shot at my computer repeatedly. It hasn't done any of the things I have asked of it, even when I have asked nicely. After I shot at it with my fake gun it retaliated by cropping all of my pictures so they were zoomed in only on my crotch. Well played, Wordpress. 

Theoretically, it will be up and running next week when my nerdy tech friend is back in town and can reroute it to all of you and it will be whimsical and wonderful. It will be the same address and still filled with all of my adventures, musings and follies. 

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Accidental Euphoria is getting a makeover!

Euphoria Girl has outgrown Blogger (sorry Google). Starting next week everything is going to look all fancy and new!! My nerdy and awesome IT friend helped me set up everything last night and move all of my posts over. Now all I have to do is make it look fancy. Stay tuned and if things get funky in the next few days, that's just me thinking that I am as smart as my IT friend (I'm not).

In the meantime, I am so thankful for this space where I can share all of my awkwardness and nerdish tendencies. I am thankful for this community and all of the love you give. You are there to celebrate when my adventures are a success and to give me words of encouragement when they aren't. I have a truly blessed life! Happy Thanksgiving.

Cooper insisted on helping with the decorations

Monday, November 19, 2012

7 Things I Wish People Smarter Than Me Would Invent

1. Beaming. If there's anything I've learned from watching Star Trek it's that beaming is probably the most efficient means of travel. Apparition (ala Harry Potter) is probably as efficient, but requires magic as opposed to beaming, which just requires science. How have we not invented this yet? I want to know who is working on this so I can donate money or start a march or 5k run.

2. Hover Shoes. Doesn't that sound like waaayyy too much fun?

3. A Robot. Not the evil kind or the kind that starts off as good but then turns red and tries to kill me (yeah, I've seen your movies, Will Smith), but the good kind of robot that always stays good and makes me dinner, cleans my shower (I HATE cleaning my shower) and will be the perfect companion during the Zombie Apocalypse because I will train it to fight and zombies won't go after it because it doesn't have a brain!

4. Time Stoppers. Not a time turner like Hermione had, but something that actually stops time for a little while so I can take a nap or...actually, I just want it to take naps.

5. Self-Driving Cars. I know Google is working on this, but I wish they would hurry up. My commute would be a thousand times better if I could do it while napping in the back of my car or pouring myself a cocktail and shouting, "Avoid I-35, the traffic is crazy there this time of night!" Of course, if we could get on the beaming, we could save the environment and skip this one all together!

6. Self-Cleaning Clothes. I have somehow regressed in my adulthood and have to visit the laundromat for every load (which is usually at least 4 because I will wait until my VERY last pair of underwear to go). I am usually short on quarters and the laundromat doesn't even have wifi so I can't read my NY Times. This would be a million times easier if my clothes would just clean themselves. Come on, scientists.

7. Mute Button. Most of the time I enjoy my day job as an elementary school teacher. Other times I wish I had a mute button because they NEVER STOP TALKING! I assume parents would also appreciate this invention as these kids eventually leave my classroom and go talk loudly and with no regard to others elsewhere.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Four Score and One Dog Year Ago...

I really wanted to go see Lincoln tonight but I also really didn't want to put on pants, so I told Cooper to reenact it for me. He messed up the Gettysburg Address a little, which is weird because I am often reciting it loudly in the apartment while waving my arms dramatically. He really captured the essence and struggle of Lincoln though. Daniel Day Lewis might have some competition come Oscar time.

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Tuesday, November 13, 2012

A Birthday Song Just For Me!

My mom found him while hunting for Hipsters on Saturday and he wrote me this. 

Monday, November 12, 2012

Top 20 of my 20's

Today is the last day I will spend as a twenty-something. For a brief period I was dreading this moment, but I am now excited for what adventures and possibilities it will bring. Besides, I am hotter and wiser today at (almost) 30 than I ever was in my early 20's. Case in point? I am now wise enough to know that cutting my own hair for several years is not a good idea. At all. That's the thing about being a twenty-something. It's the decade for learning lessons (usually the hard way), figuring out who we are, and then spending the next decades being that person it took us so long to figure out. And I get to be her with confidence!

In honor of surviving this decade, I have decided to pay tribute to some of the highlights. They are in no particular order, importance, or chronology.

1. I got my first kiss (I'm a nerd and a late bloomer. This is not surprising.)

2. I picked up a 2lb dog from baggage claim, named him Cooper, and he forever changed my life.

3. I became a teacher and recently I had a student introduce me to his dad by saying, "This is the teacher who is ready for the Zombie Apocalypse," and I decided that maybe I was starting to do it right.

4. I went to college for a long time and earned a couple of degrees. I hoped once I was finished that people would call me Master Amanda, but they refuse. My next degree will be in voodoo and we'll see who won't call me Master then!

5. I lived in an adorable house on Rundel Park for 7 years.

6. I worked at the Gap, A coffee company, a music merchandise company, a catering company (which was actually glorified dining hall work), as a life guard, gardener, nanny, tutor...I'm sure there are others that I can't remember or have blocked out of my memory.

7. I got my first adult, benefits included, job.

8. I bought goat cheese out of the back of a barn in the middle of nowhere, France. I also traveled to lots of other far off and adventurous places.

9. I hiked my first two high peaks. Only 44 to go...

10. For the sake of adventure and because I was in desperate need of happiness and not finding it where I was, I packed up my life and moved to a strange new city. Just because.

11. I started wearing ear plugs at concerts. You're welcome, future Amanda.

12. I drank Smirnoff Ice...on purpose...on a regular basis. Oh the decisions we make at 20...

13. I went to hundreds of concerts and then decided to write about them.

14. I found my line the night I blacked out, puked on a bar (not in the bar, but ON the bar), and had to be dragged home by a friend who held me vertical by my belt loops. I am not embarrassed by this because I don't actually remember it. I have not crossed that line since.

15. Euphoria Girl came into being.

16. I made good friends, not so good friends, and friends that are so outstanding that I have to pinch myself and wonder how I got to be so damn lucky.

17. I survived my parent's divorce.

18. I got a tattoo.

19. I crossed my first finish line.

20. I decided to embrace how nerdy and awkward I am and discovered that once I did, I was happier than I'd ever been before. I will never go back.

I have always believed strongly in the Hobbit birthday tradition of giving gifts on one's birthday. So, in honor of this tradition, here is a super awkward picture of me at 21. You're welcome.
yes, it is a garbage bag cape. 
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Sunday, November 11, 2012

Ask People To Be Ridiculous and They Will.

A thousand unicorns of thanks to everyone who participated in yesterday's Hipster shenanigans. I had such a great day looking at all the clever photos, playing in the park, boozing, and being generally silly (in an ironic way because we were hipsters). Perhaps my favorite part was the party of actual hipsters taking place next to ours. They won all of our events and they didn't even know it. 

Stick Figure Andrew even joined in on the hipster fun! 

You are all ridiculous and wonderful and I am truly the luckiest girl in the world. Here are some of the great hipstery finds from yesterday at #aehipsterolympics on Instagram. 

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Saturday, November 10, 2012


Skinny jeans, ironic tee, and coffee in hand as I ride my fixie and answer only to Tabitha or Blue Clementine? It must be time for some 30th birthday shenanigans, Hipster Olympics style!!

Here's how it works: Find some friends, grab a beverage and your intelligent mobile device and find the most hipstery part of your city or town and instagram the crap out of it! Below is a list of the ironic and obscure for you to find. Feel free to combine them or stage them. Take photos of them, with them, wishing you were them or pretending you're "ugh, so over them." Be creative, add to the list, have fun! The main goal is to be as ridiculous as possible. Upload all of your photos to instagram and hashtag them all with #AEHipsterOlympics (the AE is for Accidental Euphoria). Have fun checking out that hashtag all day to see what people are posting.

I'll be flooding my instagram feed all day @accmusicblog

UPDATE: HOLY CRAP YOU PEOPLE ARE SO FANTASTIC! SO many AMAZING photos and a unicorn has even been found!! Just look at these crazy and amazing hipsters! Keep the ridiculousness coming! 

  • Plaid
  • Marty McFly Vest (otherwise known as “That 70’s Vest”)
  • Malnourished Hipster  
  • Random tattoo that doesn’t appear to make any sense at all
  • A Fixie (vintage bicycle)
  • Hipster riding a “Fixie”
  • Keys and bike lock hanging from a Hipster’s belt loop
  • Proudly displayed pit stains
  • Can of PBR
  • Ironic eye glass wear (lensless frames)
  • Bandana hanging from back pocket
  • Hipster instagraming his or her meal
  • Toms shoes
  • Skinny jeans
  • A beanie or any kind of knit cap
  • Tight rolled jeans
  • Suspenders
  • Belt made from a piece of rope
  • Chai Latte
  • Independent Record Store (include name of store in tag)
  • Ironic t-shirt
  • Fitted Hoodie
  • The most mis-matched outfit you can find. 
  • An actual polaroid camera
  • Ironic Mustache
  • Unintentional Hipster
  • Vinyls
  • Something with a bird on it
  • An article of clothing that is hand knitted or crocheted
  • Intentional bed-head
  • Band t-shirt
  • Full-face beard
  • Deep v-neck tee...on a man. bonus points if chest hair is showing
  • Sweat band
  • Ear gauges
  • Bow Tie
  • Fringe
  • High waisted pants or shorts
  • Nerdware (nerdy glasses, nerdy shirt, etc)
  • Ray-bans
  • A vintage hipster
  • Oversized Headphones
  • Hipster on a Scooter
  • Shaggy Hair
  • Awkwardly short shorts on a fella
  • Someone with flowers in her hair (or his hair)
  • Wicker Hat
  • Unicorn
  • Record Player
  • Skrillex hair cut
  • rat tail 
  • someone smoking a pipe (not the Colorado or Washington kind of pipe)

Friday, November 9, 2012

Sometimes The Universe Is More Ridiculous Than Even I Can Imagine. It's Awesome!

Sooooo this happened!

I went to pick up my credentials to photograph the Grace Potter and the Nocturnals concert last night and THIS was in my envelope. I can only assume this is what the Universe got me for my birthday because I can think of no other explanation as to why I was not only invited to watch her OUTSTANDING performance in VIP, but with a ticket this clever! Security even asked to take pictures of it because they thought it was so freaking hilarious. 

This just goes to show that if you put enough ridiculousness out into the world, it will start coming back to you in awesome awesome ways.
This. Is. Real. 
My amazing view!

Grace Potter is my spirit animal. 

To see the professional photographs I took (like the one above) read my music blog. 

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Thursday, November 8, 2012

Grown Ups Have Ridiculous BIrthday Parties Too

The Hipster Olympics are upon us! Hipster Olympics, you ask? Only the most ridiculous way I could think of to celebrate and ring in the start of the next decade of my life. I'm also inviting ALL OF YOU (no matter where you may reside) because I love you all so dearly. Directions for participation are under the "Hipster Olympics" tab above. Basically, find a bunch of friends to day drink with on Saturday and then go around town on the Hipster Scavenger hunt and post all of your findings to Instagram. I'll be posting the official scavenger hunt list and #hashtag at midnight on Saturday so you can hipster hunt whenever you can that day. Yay for ridiculous birthday shenanigans!  

Just a few hipstery essentials for Saturday

Monday, November 5, 2012

It's Not That I've Become Nerdier, It's..Well, It's That I've Become Nerdier

I ran into a loose acquaintance the other night. I say "ran into" and you probably think, "happened to encounter" but the alcohol on his breath could have set the place on fire with a single spark and I was dancing pretty hard so we did, in fact, run into each other. Our conversation went something like this,

"Hey! How are you?"

“Have you found yourself a man yet?”

“Oh wow, we're skipping right to that. Nope.”

“I figured. I mean, I know you. Know you. Actually, I don’t know you at all really, and I don’t know your last name, but I knooooow you and you’re one of those people who’s particular about who you’re with.”

“haha, that’s actually pretty accurate” 

“I know. See? I just know.”

And then he stumbled under the weight of his own drunken body and crumpled to the floor. It's always good to see him. 

He was right, though. I'm pretty particular. But honestly, is it SO much to ask that I just want someone who looks like David Tennant and will go to Comic Con dressed like this with me? (We will obviously show up on a scooter). 

Bonus if he'll battle zombies with me because true love means making sure your significant other doesn't get their brain eaten by the undead. 

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Sunday, November 4, 2012

Mighty Adventures

So I was cleaning up last week after battling evil robots in the back yard when I realized I had a stick figure version of Mighty Heaton and I wasn't sure what to do with it. I mean, I guess I should throw it away, I thought to myself. So I loaded it up with the pile of robotic limbs and drove it up to the dumpster. Except when it was time to actually toss Stick Figure Andrew, I couldn't bring myself to do it. There are just so many possibilities! So Euphoria Girl and Stick Figure Andrew set off on adventure. 

Stick Figure Andrew and I went trick or treating. In an ironic twist, he decided to
dress as an evil pink robot. 

"No, Stick Figure Andrew, I will NOT turn up Taylor Swift louder than it already is!" 

Stick Figure Andrew and me at the Corn Maze. It was going to be a perfect day....
Until we started fighting about which way to go.

And obviously I was right, so Stick Figure Andrew hid and pouted in the corn.

And then tried to cheat his way out. That stick Figure Andrew has no patience for labyrinths. 

But he is a DAMN good hula hooper! 

We had a delightful lunch in Bastrop. 

"Stop grumbling about how they dont' serve scotch here and drink your water"

Stick Figure Andrew was determined to break into Fun Fun Fun Fest this weekend.
He was not successful. We may have hipster security guards in this town,
but they take their jobs pretty seriously. 

"Duck season! I kill you all!
Stick Figure Andrew commandeered a ship. And then he learned what happens
when you threaten Pirates. You shouldn't threaten pirates, Stick Figure Andrew.

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Friday, November 2, 2012

Nerd Girl Problems

This week I found myself in a bit of a predicament. I am completely caught up on Doctor Who. At first I didnt think much of it. I would just move on to another nerdy sci-fi show, except as it turns out, Cylons aren't British! None of them are (except maybe Patrick Stewart). They're American and they all use guns and I didn't care about those things until The Doctor saved the entire universe with nothing but a sonic screwdriver and awesomeness. 

There really needs to be an option to have all shows dubbed in British. Or just create a world in which  either David Tennant or Benedict Cumberbatch star in everything. Ah, what a brilliant world that would be.

In the meantime, this is what happens when I am bored and dont' have The Doctor to distract me. 

He is SO ready for the Hipster Olympics next weekend!

Put on another vinyl and pass me a chai latte

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Thursday, November 1, 2012

Accidental B&B

My apartment smells a little bit like vagrant right now. Well, maybe not vagrant, so much as it smells like boy**. But said boy (who's name I cannot recall for the life of me) has been traveling by van across the country and maybe kind of living out of it. Whatever he's doing, he's definitely leaving the seat up in my bathroom.

I get enough unofficial couch surfers passing through my place that I've named it the Accidental B&B. A stay here includes a well made couch, clean sheets and towels, food, snacks, and a dog that loves to cuddle. Crashing during festivals includes the bonus of power bars and booze.

So how do these not-quite-vagrants end up spooning with my dog? They're usually friends, friends of friends, siblings of people I might have once known long ago or in a past life. Whatever it is, the connection is usually just barely enough that I make up the couch, give them a key and welcome them into my home.

It can be slightly awkward as my connecting walls don't actually reach the ceiling and my door is more for decoration than means of keeping anything private. I like to think that's part of the charm of this unofficial B&B. We make it work.

I once had a boy stay at my place for 10 days. We were only both in the apartment and awake at the same time twice during that entire stay. He is probably the greatest houseguest in existence. The lead singer of Oberhoffer also crashed at my place. We have still never met. He used the bloody mary station I had set up though.

Some of my friends stress about my passers-through, but I tell them not to worry because I sleep with a baseball bat next to my bed, and tell them that Cooper is programed to relaxed mode, but can easily be switched. Besides, I love hearing stories of people with cool and adventurous lives (which is usually why they are passing through in the first place), even if they smell like vagrant...

**This blog post took me a while to write. When I came home the first night it was clear that he had showered. He no longer smelled like vagrant, which was a relief. He also didn't smell like Axe body spray, which is aways a worry with strangers and also a relief.

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Euphoria Girl Battles The Pink Robots

There once was a girl who was content just to be
and live the simple life of mild mannered Miss G

 She did what was comfortable, staying safe inside her box
ignoring the part of her too scared to bust out and rock

but adventure, it was persistent and became harder to ignore-
she realized there was a whole world that she wanted to explore

She knew it would be scary and throw her obstacles along the way
so she armed herself for battle, "Dum Vivimus Vivamus!" she would say

She faced new experiences, heartache, and evil robots that were pink!
and they gave her scrapes and bruises, but she survived and began to think...

She realized she was stronger and braver than she ever expected
and adventure became an addiction, and she no longer objected

in the world of adventure Euphoria Girl began to blossom 
and she can't wait for what is to come. She is armed and ready 
for it will be awesome!

and he drew me this! 

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Wednesday, October 24, 2012

I can't decide if Home Depot hates me or thinks I'm delightful

Last night in Home Depot:

Friendly HD* Helper: Can I help you find something?

Me: Yes, actually that would be great. I'm looking for robot arms.

Friendly HD Helper: (looks confused as I make robot arm motions that look less like a robot and more like one of those blow up air dancer things) Is this for a Halloween costume?

Me: It probably makes sense that it should be, but no. I'm just in the market for robot arms (still making gangly robot arm motions). If it makes you feel better though, we can say they are for Halloween.

Friendly HD Helper: (nods head because he is taking all of this super seriously)

Me: I should clarify that no one is wearing the robots. They are free standing. I'm actually going to be battling them. They're evil robots.

Friendly HD Helper: What's your budget for these robots? I mean, is money an issue?

Me: I'm building prop robots. I'd like to spend as little money on this as possible.

Friendly HD Helper: All right. I know just the thing.

Me: Excellent.

Friendly HD Helper: We have dryer ducts. They're cheap and would probably make great robot arms.

Me: (examining box) Do you have more than just this box?

Friendly HD Helper: That should be more than enough. I mean, it stretches out like eight feet!

Me: Yeah, I'm going to need another box.

Friendly HD Helper: (quizzical look)

Me: I have a lot of robots to fight, but I have a sword and a gun, so no worries.

Friendly HD Helper: That's good to know.

Me: Thanks so much for your help.

Friendly HD Helper: Good luck with the robots. I hope you win!

*HD is short for Home Depot, not High Definition, though he was a real person so his features were well defined.

Monday, October 22, 2012

Conversations With Emily At Enchanted Rock

*this excerpt doesn't even include the part when I claimed an island in a puddle and then got distracted by science happening in the water

Emily: Oh, you don't have a cactus picture yet!

Me: I have lots of pictures of cacti.

Emily: No, a picture where you look like you're sitting on a cactus.

Me: That doesn't seem like a real thing.

Emily: It's a Texas things. Everyone has one. Here, I'll show you. Wait, not this one, that's kind of short. Ah yes, this one.

(Emily squats over cactus unconvincingly)

Me: I'm pretty sure this is just going to look like I'm shitting on a cactus.

Emily: No, it will look like you're sitting on it and it will be funny because it's a cactus.

Me: All right. I mean, if every Texan has this photo.

(squats over cactus)



Emily: hahaha, now you'll always remember that time I almost made you sit on a cactus.

Notice the progression from "WTF?" to "I mean, all right" to casually chatting ont he phone while I SHIT ON A CACTUS. 

Sunday, October 21, 2012

As It Turns Out, Unicorns Are Not Easy To Come By

Last night I made a promise. 

Then they TOTALLY played my favorite song and I danced and screamed and sang! It was SO AWESOME! 

Except there was the issue of the unicorn..

I hope this one will do.

he shits rainbows

and pisses lemondade

You can check out photos from the Matt and Kim show on my other blog:

Thursday, October 18, 2012

A Post About Cooper

It happened suddenly. I was opening the door of my friends car when I heard his name being shouted.

I turned my head.

I saw her running and she shouted his name again and I turned and walked in her direction. I ran in her direction. I shouted his name too.

Which way did he go? I asked

I don't know! she panicked.

I stood in the middle of sixth street and three lanes of rush hour traffic barreled toward me and everything in my world was spinning and then became still all at the same time.

You have to get out of the street, she yelled.

So I started to run. We both ran. I ran and I shouted his name and I didn't know why I was running or shouting his name, but I knew that my dog was missing and there were cars everywhere and I felt the blood drain from my legs.

I screamed and shouted and said every prayer that I could think of and everything became blurry, but I kept running and shouting.

I rounded the corner and she was there and she was holding my dog and tears streamed down her face because he was ok and he was safe. His leash had dropped while out on a walk with my friend and her dog and when he didn't know where else to go, he'd gone to people with food.

I held him in my arms outside the restaurant and my body shook.

I looked down at my phone as we walked back. I had a new message from a strange number though I couldn't remember it ringing.

I think I have your dog, someone said to my voicemail, because there are truly great and wonderful people in this world.

Cooper is safe and home. I am getting the feeling back in my world and holding him extra close tonight.

love that dog

My Filtered Life

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They had an entire night of Ryan Gosling clips. Instead of previews
they showed youtube clips of puppies.
True story.
We make our own shade in the South
we are clearly unaware that umbrellas were also for the rain
every time I survive a trip to my storage space and dont' become the first
girl to die in a horror film, I count myself lucky
the Mary Poppins of ACL
love that dog
Austin, I love you to the ends of the earth and back again