Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Found on Facebook

A clown singing the Who classic "Pinball Wizard" to the tune of the Johnny Cash classic "Folsom Prison Blues".

Merci and chapeau to the guitar guy on whose Facebook page I discovered this wonderful gem.

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Something you never forget

How to ride a bike, or so they say.

I appear to have forgotten, but I began relearning yesterday, actually.  Yesterday was OOTNDITHOD and I was pretty sure I was going to ride my bicycle.  I knew that it wasn't quite ready so I headed out early enough to get it ready and still get in a shortish ride.  Turns out the bicycle was a bit more not quite ready than I anticipated.  Quite a bit more.

I spent most of the afternoon hanging out at my open garage door wrestling with tires and tubes.

But today I WAS ready.

The nearby tulip yard was in nearly full bloom.
That woman in the picture was not just randomly walking in the street (with a sidewalk on the other side of the street).  She was the model for a photographer with a tripod and a real camera shooting a tulip portrait.  I asked the photographer if she would mind if I used her model and she said OK.

Here is the final result of the often last season photographed blue tarp house.  The repair and substantial upstairs remodel were completed over the winter.
That's not when I would have done it.

They got new vinyl siding and a big towards the rear of the house expansion as part of the deal.

As for the bicycling I rode a little bit farther than I expected.  And it was hard.  Especially early in the season, it is supposed to be hard.

I finished last season with 22,998 miles on FirstLOOK.  I know, so close.

And yet so far.

Today I stretched that mileage far enough beyond 23,000 to reduce the possibility of measurement error.  I have officially ridden that bicycle more thatn 23,000 miles.  A lot.

Perhaps 25,000 should be my goal for this season, that would round out to about once around the Earth, that seems like it would be pretty nice.

I got home and was making macaroni and cheese.  Regulars will know that my macaroni and cheese is really macaroni and eggs with some cheese melted into it.  And dill, lots of dill.

I was cracking some eggs.  I always purchase jumbo eggs, the largest size.  I think this is because I once read somewhere that the lowest price per ounce is jumbo eggs.

Anyway with jumbo eggs you get some double yolks.  I always exclaim "twins" to anyone else in the house and continue on.  This is the result after the fifth egg was cracked.  I had already had "twins", the smaller double on the lower right.
That's number five on the top left which I am going to label "triplets", a first for me.

And here's a couple of new things at my house.
And my lens cap, of course.

Everyone is invited to guess the significance of those two things.

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Opal and Norah

The photo data file indicates this picture was taken October 23, 2016.
The passage of time is always going to increase the value of this photograph.

Sunday, January 15, 2017


We ended up with a visitor Saturday.
The location of the baby gate at her own house makes the kitchen off limits.  At this other house she is not so restricted.  Grandma went into the kitchen and the visitor followed.  She found lots and lots of things that were interesting.  One of which was a pretty classic baby moment, she opened up the cabinet door and pulled all of the plastic storage containers on the bottom shelf out for examination.

It looked to us like she was having lots of fun.

Later on I was monitoring her in the TV room when Grandma appeared at the top of the steps on the main level.

Up she went, with me following behind for security but without any help from me.

She tried the other stairs later and was not as successful, eventually displaying enough frustration that I just picked her up and carried her up to the level she wanted to be on.

Our favorite visitor (sorry everyone else).

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Christmas bush

O Christmas bush, O Christmas bush
How lovely are . . .

Or something like that.

We had a swell holiday.  Thank you to everyone who contributed and helped us get into the spirit of the season.
Those early preparations of the bush paid off when a couple of our favorites showed up in matching outfits.
Merry Christmas to all.

Monday, December 12, 2016


It didn't look like much and I knew from having been out in it during the early stages that the snow was very low moisture light in weight.  I am not the enthusiastic shoveler that I once was but I thought I could at least go out and start and see if shoveling was an option.

I ended up shoveling.  It took three shifts, but I ended up shoveling.
Today I heard that it might have been as much as the 8 inches measured in some places.  I think looking at it that it is more like 5 or 6 here.  Either way, that's more snow than I should shovel.

I vow more respect for the snow in the future.

As I was shoveling I experienced the sudden demise of some long time partners.   This pair of mittens has been my "work" mittens for a long time, I think at least 20 years.
You can tell I have used those for a long time just by noting the evidence on the surface of the leather of "wiping".

When that seam let go the sudden rush of cold air let me know immediately.

It's OK, I have two more pair in the closet.

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Judas Priest 1983

OK, what the heck, BEDFAMM is over.  As has come to be my usual procedure, all month along the way I was setting aside some things that I found interesting, saving them as draft posts in case there was a day when I had absolutely no material and had to post SOMETHING.  In the end I didn't end up using this but it is some of my favorite ever not used material.

The link in the post Turkey Shovel from last month is to a performance by Judas Priest after they got old.

Judas Priest is heavy metal, and heavy metal is better when it is tight pants long hair head banging music.  Here is how they did it when they were young tight pants long hair head banging musicians.

Also nice. Can you believe it? Same song.

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