My Web Presence

Googled myself today for the first time in ages. I had stopped searching "deirdre moore"a few years back when Google informed me that the only person Googling my name was myself. Sad.

	I must say for someone who owns the domain name deirdremoore.com, I'm way down in the Deirdre Moores, beaten out by that harpist (she's technically Deidre Moore)
and soundly trounced by Deirdre Moore, the head coach of the Long Island University Basketball team.

So I'm this Deirdre Moore...
 
I love the gays:

http://www.paloaltoonline.com/news/2013/03/29/local-boy-scouts-want-change-in-sexual-orientation-policy

and the homeless:
http://www.mercurynews.com/portlet/article/html/render_gallery.jsp?articleId=23803353&siteId=568&startImage=1
(I'm the one with the florescent orange hair).

Me, far left My Ban the Ban phase

MUST GET A LIFE.

Me and the cool kid

Occasionally, just to keep myself humble (surprisingly hard to do, given how easy it should be), I'll click on the Next Blog link at the top of my blog. It's usually a stark gauge of my coolness, if you measure coolness as the people Google imagines you virtually hanging out with (and doesn't everyone). I'm usually sent to a blog for Mormon housewives trying to spice up their sex lives, or a Japanese teen who writes poetry through Google Translate, so between the shut-ins and the holy sluts that puts me pretty far down on the GCS (Google Coolness Scale).
But today, (oh happy day), I am suddenly put next to a cool kid. Maybe due to my recent frenetic blogging activity (a year and a half worth of blogs in 2 days) I am no longer a blogging loser. I get sent to http://romidion.blogspot.com/.
His last entry is how he did the poster for the latest Pixies tour. I mean really. Check ME out. (Wait, the Pixies are still cool, right? I mean they were 20 years ago...).

Still Hot!!

My sign says "Cougars Rule!" ('cause these guys behind me don't seem to get it). Happy birthday to me! Dinner with yummy cake and then off we go to see the ballet Giselle.

I love this city!!

I hadn't even parked the car in San Francisco when we spotted a man waking around naked - expect for his shoes (2) and socks (3). I'll spare you, dear Reader, the frontal shot ('cause you can't unsee the sight of his sparse grey hair sticking out the side of his sock) and give you the long angle (he's in front of that lady having a gander).

Head-to-toe Red, adorable man	Doing a bit of deodorant testing
It's hard to drive and take photos too	The kids and Aunty Ro

Big crowd in Chinatown for the imminent Year of the Horse.

Santa Cruz Boardwalk

Am inspired by the sight of John and Liz riding backwards on the Rock & Roll to want to do a photo series entitled "Middle-aged Women Having Fun". Liz refuses to be my muse. "Everyone knows I never have fun" she demurs.

Highlight of the day was the double run through on the Giant Dipper, and then finally figuring out where the camera was.

Me getting a shock

Went to the new Exploratorium with the kids and some friends, we had great fun.
This is me, being filmed in slow-mo getting a fright.

What you can't see is that I also peed my panties.

Ciara Gets A Blue Streak

Before

During

After