Head Shop for the Holidays

The Head Shop is proud to announce our induction to the indie craft world of handmade vending. We have been invited to share the floor with the sew sexy ladies of Long Beach Craft Mafia, Whodini Handmade and tons of other brilliant artists. We can't wait to see all your beautiful little heads. Come early, the first 25 people to attend the event get a free good bag.

So, please do save the date: 

Sunday, November 1, 11am to 5pm 

@ The CAMP 

2937 Bristol Street Costa Mesa 92626

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think fast!

10/07

10:30pm

After laying in bed with a movie and Twistie bringing us both another half glass of juice, I couldn’t sleep. My stomach hurt and I was tossing and turning. Twistie’s allergies were really getting her good, I felt so badly. Ice packs over her soft skin to cool the itching down helped her sleep. I tried not to wake her with my tossing and turning. I remember thinking that some people go to bed like this and couldn’t get up into the kitchen or head to Jack in the Box (not something I would run for, but its food and available to me 24/7, easily within my financial realm) Its sad, and really makes me think..

10/08

5:45am

I don’t even feel hungry, which is normal for this time of day. I am tiered though, and I snooze the phone alarm until 6:20.

7:50am

At work now. Jose has never asked me if I've already gotten coffee so many times as he has today and yesterday. Maybe I just don’t notice, is all. No hungry pains, and not even a headache. My mouth tastes a little … filmy? In the shower this morning I did feel a little weak and I thought about ‘what if I slip and fall?’ but… that’s just my imagination that runs rampant. Twistie was so cute in bed today, like she is every day, laying still and being so warm. I have to be careful with the little scrub hairs on my face not to irritate her skin. I want her to take that medicine, somewhat, I hate seeing red welts all over her. This is the last day, and when she gets back from babysitting tonight, I will try to have some vegetables and foods ready.

8:35am

A huuuge rumble in my belly sends the headache right to the back of my head, just above my neck. Yuck. More water, even if the lemon from yesterday is much more sour. I brought that great orange juice w/pineapple in today but I want to save it for later as much as I can. My mouth felt so clean after brushing this morning.

8:50am

I want to eat dude. Its not a pain or anything, just an annoyance. Like… c’mon.

9:50am

I have seen plenty of small comics or jokes about people in the office making gross-smelling food and it wafting around, disturbing everyone and summoning up behind-the-back comments about this person or that person. Today, its different. Today there is toast in the air… and I want it. Kind of like the apple yesterday, I found myself standing in front of the toaster, only one side filled with bread (what a waste) in an empty kitchen. The boysenberry jelly Twistie got me seems to be the only thing I can think about here, as Lois walks in and asks why I'm starring at her toast. “How did I get in here?” I ask myself, not really knowing. I think on a walk from Andy’s office to mine, the wafting got me. Got me like some sort of wolf lifted right into the air by his nostrils and a pie. 

10:18am

Just got a call from the sweetest little baby. She isn’t doing as well today as yesterday. It seems like we are opposite; yesterday was my bad, headache  day and she was fine. Today, you guessed it, opposite. My arms feel super weak. I hope she goes home and eats..

10:52am

Baby girl is going to get some tea. And eat before she baby sits tonight. I'm really glad about that. I keep hoping she will call or text me and tell me she's going to eat something… because its almost lunch time.

11:33am

Between my office and Andy’s office is a little path between the back of filing cabinets and a row of cubicles. And there he was, walking towards me with a Mexican sweetbread (like a doughnut) covered in frosting and sprinkles. I know he is coming to give that sweet bread to me; with its picture of a friendly Mexican girl on it. I mean, the thing goes; sweetbread some sort of creamy frosting, another sweetbread then the frosting and sprinkles you would find on a typical sprinkles doughnut. Why today? Andy has never given me his sweetbread :/

12:11pm

Alonzo had Chili Cheese Fritos. Knowing that I am eating later tonight is harsh. I thought it would be funny to

cheating with that sweetbread… staring my in the face. I put a Kleenex over it.

12:29pm

Gosh damn. Someone has some soup that smells amazing in here. More wafting. Dang I wish she would call and declare LUNCH!

12:31pm

Heh, right what I typed the 12:29pm entry, I get a text, and before I open it I was hoping for a LUNCH! call. No such call, but little twistie is feeling good, and that’s good. Just a few more hours, I think…

1:06pm

I'm getting that juice going. Its …not food. Also, I read an article on Somalia pirates that linked me to some starving kid pictures. Great. Here I am complaining while I have food on my desk. I suck.

1:46pm

I cant wait to eat. I drew a picture of the salad I'm going to make for me and the beautiful Twistie when I get home. I love her more because of this experience. I can tell.

2:40pm

I keep associating 3:30 (going home from work time) with Eating Time, and I need to stop. That’s just part one of Eat Time, and there isn’t any eating in there. On the way home I will snatch up some amazing whole foods and have monster salad ready for Twistie when she gets home. Eating Time menu? water/juice, mushrooms, tomatoes, apples, peppers (red). For me, cheese. Twistie said that I should watch the cheese, but grated finely shouldn’t hurt. Also; ranch for me. For her, there are several different dressings already at home. Man, I cant wait to break bread with her.

3:20pm

The copy machine is in a cubicle by itself. After using it I leave the cube, turn to my right and BAM! a co-worker scares me. It got me good, I totally didn’t expect it. But boy… did it my make stomach hurt. I laughed, of course. It was funny and it hurt.
3:45pm
After leaving work its straight to the grocery store. Twistie and I talked about a salad. Whole food salad. Here's what I got; gala apples, mushrooms, tomatoes, a red pepper, cheese (for me), ranch (for me) and some grapes. I like to cook and while I do I eat. This was very, very hard NOT to do. When I was tearing the lettuce up, I was on the phone with my grandma and almost stuffed a leaf in my mouth. I literally caught myself before I did something i would have... well, spit out. Cutting this food up was a task too. My mouth felt like it was tied shut; my hand tried so many times, with each ingredient, to take a taste. Its not even that I'm hungry, its that this is a habit.


Which brings me to what Ive learned from this really. I'm not hungry, right now. I haven't had anything except water with lemon and some juice, maybe 1 cup per day, for the last two days. I really don't feel hungry. I feel barely worn out, even. Is eating something that doesn't need to really happen 3 times a day? I feel like myself with everyone Ive ever known pretty much takes it as fact that eating happens three times a day. How come we have breaks just for eating? No stretch breaks or play breaks. Obviously food is important, no doubt, but maybe Ive been taking more then my share.

think fast!

 i hope this goes fast

A few nights ago my favorite girl and I were talking about Canola Oil. Did you know its kind of fake? Or that 80-85% of all crops are GMO? These things just don't sit right with me. Scientists make food resistant to bugs, pigs that absorb more phosphorous so that they leave less behind in their feces. It doesn't seem right. My beautiful girl put it best, "How do you not get cancer?" Add to food that we cannot avoid, it seems; the swine flu shot, and I just cant convince myself its OK. The government wants to try to make the shot mandatory? Are you serious? Those are military personnel , who signed and swore that they would listen to whatever they were told. Citizens have a choice. (maybe not all citizens.) 

I digress; the girl has some allergies that really act up and cause issues. With all the reading we have been trying to do researching whats really in the food and medicines that we put in our body, she wants to not take her daily allergy medicine or at least find a natural alternative.

First, we decided, we cleanse. Still reading? Good. We talked for awhile about friends that have suggested fasting to us before and decided we were going to give it a try. Now, let me be the first to say that I like to eat. I probably love to eat. When I don't eat, heck, when i don't get the morning coffee, I'm not happy about it. In fact, when I start to act like a grump Twistie reminds me that I'm probably hungry or sleepy. So, as much as I know some people are much worse off then a forced-fasting for ... two whole days; I know i need to try not to be a jerk.

We are on a mostly water, some juice cleanse. Distilled water (sometimes with lemon) and a small glass of juice for dinner.

10/07

9:21am

Of course today Andy offers to treat me for breakfast at the lunch truck, “I need some fried melted cheese man, c’mon, I’ll even treat you Chango, lets go.” Man, on any day that sounds good, and with no coffee, that sounds great. Oh, the office also go in its order from Sam’s Club; 2 new coffees, 4 creamers, 1 package of coffee filters. Solid.

11:08am

I am certainly annoyed. On several different levels, too. On one hand, I'm hungry and my head is starting to hurt. The distilled (I still haven’t looked up exactly what that means, but I keep trying) water with lemon is a nice flavor blast. I'm still not happy about this. On the OTHER hand, and this is the more embarrassing hand, I'm noticing just how many times I would grab a snack at work. It’s probably because I didn’t at least have coffee, which typically fulfills my morning meal, but I find myself thinking of my usual quick fixes for sugar much more often; the candy jar, a quick PB&J, a 3^rd cup of coffee, whatever the snack of the week is that a co-worker leaves out on the filing cabinet. Which makes me think of another thing that should probably be important to more people; telling the difference between being bored/idle and being hungry. You are going to be 5 minutes late out of work? Great! Ill grab a (5 dollar) coffee to kill the time… and my boredom. 

11:27am

I was walking through the factory and noticed someone had a red apple sitting on their work station. I looked over my shoulders to see if anyone was watching. I think I thought I was going to take it.

12:13pm

I'm starting to think this is stupid. Inbetween all my work tasks, I want to go eat something. My brain keeps tricking me with “just something little.” I'm healthy enough! Why am I doing this again? That little baby girl, that’s right. Gladly. That keeps me going, and keeps it easy. My neck is all stiff and my shoulders are hot.

1:17pm

I have to fight thouse thoughts of, “BLAH! I want to eat!” I think its more the lack of caffine then the lack of food. Its not hard, but its always there. Some people don’t choose this. What a slacker I am.

1:23pm

I'm wondering why we get lunch breaks at work and not love breaks. You work (and pay taxes) “all day”. The most widely known break is the lunch break, sometimes called dinner break, for eating. Eating is something that has to happen. People work for their money and are provided a break for something that is human nature. But no love breaks.

1:29pm

Cant I just have a little candy? Like a skittle or something to suck on? A butterscotch?

2:17pm

A mild form of panic comes over me as I think of just a little bite of a cookie, or a candy. I think, “I could just have one bite.” Then, immediately, “NO!” Its weird. I don’t want to be dramatic, but I certainly feel it. Also, my arms are tingly.

2:41pm

Another tall glass of water with a lemon wedge makes the arm tingles go away. The stomach pains are barely pain. It’s the headache that sucks. And the sensitivity to light. But I'm not sure how much of that is lack of my regulated caffine. I feel dumb. Like I cant think as quickly. Again; caffine. Because really; its only been like 18 hours. People die from starvation. 

2:50PM

Jose is having McDonalds for lunch in the lunchroom. Fries. Big Mac. And a double cheeseburger. I want it all. With ranch. Geez, so badly. Also, the Monopoly Game is back, baby.

3:08pm

I want a bag of Dorritos. :(
6:33pm
After walking to the store with Twistie to get some orange juice I really started to feel it. Woozy and weak. These effects are really short though. Her experiences throughout the day were similar. I probably complained a bit more. I think I'm used to way more calories then she is, so my body misses them more? I'm not sure.
8:10pm
A small half-nap has really turned me into a monster. After apologizing for any snapping I did, maybe its time to think about bed. Its early, yeah, but I'm sleepy still the same. 
8:29pm
The walk around the block was nice, as it is any time, really. I don't feel hungry. Just ... tiered. Twistie is in bed with a movie, and I think i will be asleep in less then 15 minutes.

Head Lines From The Head Shop

Head Lines From The Head Shop

The Head Shop's Design Series II is in the works. Some of our new ideas include a series of shirts called Head Lines; a series of witty one liners. In addition to shirts, look forward to  limited edition prints and postcards. Thanks for checking it out and passing it along.

Head Shop at Flock Shop

Head Shop at Flock Shop

The Head Shop is excited to be among talented, local artists featured at Flock Shop in Downtown LA. Flock Shop now carries our one-of-a-kind men's collection. 

Support your local independent artists by shopping for unique shoes, clothing and accessories. Among the many brilliant artists is one of my favorites, Quiet Doing, who makes rad vegan-friendly wallets. Stop by and support us. 

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