by W.B. Picklesworth
Two posts in a week
Would be something grand.
Perhaps the one posting
Would deserve a hand?
So, kudos to Picklesworth!
What a great fellow!
Two posts in a week?
‘Tis better than Jello.
by Son@Night
Faith and I just got back from a week’s vacation. We spent the first part of it in Chicago. Writing posts in prose is tough these days, but here are some pictures that tell the story.
Our road trip vacation started with a drive across Wisconsin. "Faith! Keep your eyes on the road!"
We saw the river turned green in Chicago on St. Patrick's Day. We also saw inebriated people driving around the city. Not cool.
We were in a long line for a concert, but got a picture with Grammy winning Jazz singer Kurt Elling when I recognized him arriving in a taxi.
We waited for about 90 minutes in the rain to get into the show at the Green Mill. It was jam-packed inside, but the jazz was incredible!
We went to eat at Gino's in Chicago. Unfortunately Gino wasn't there. 🙁
I don't know what you call this sport that we saw on Lake Michigan, but it was pretty amazing.
by “The Baby”
Hi. Is anyone out there? I can hear something, but it’s all muffled. What’s going on? I’m sleepy. {zonk}
Where was I? Heck, where AM I? Who am I? Oh good grief, I’m sleepy again. {zonk}
Well, this is going absolutely nowhere. I’m so bored. {zonk}
by Son@Night
Q. What do you get when you cross a pastoral intern and a hairstylist?
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by Son@Night
Today was dry. That meant that NW and I got out the ladder and took down awnings. It’s been a hit and miss proposition (mainly miss) these last few weekends and it was seriously in question if we’d even have the weather to do it before winter hit. But today was lovely, just an absolute delight, and so the deed has been done. Tiger Lilly, full of illness, still managed to climb on the lawnmower and toodle about the lawn for the last time this season. So the hatches are mainly battoned down. I suppose tidying up the vegetable garden might be in order, but I was sidetracked by the married women of the house who wanted to stroll in Swede Hollow. Long, leisurely walks in autumn are a favorite of mine, so the rotting tomatoes will just have to hold their peace for another week.
by Sly the family rat
They put newspaper in my cage. That’s fine. I like that. Definitely not opposed to a little chewing material. Plus, origami passes the time when they’re busy ignoring me.
But the Star Tribune? Seriously? Does my cage look like a dump? Do I look like vermin? Don’t answer that.
The point is, there is all kinds of dumb that oozes of the page and gets in my pores. Take the Letter of the Day for example. It is titled, “We finally have a president who listens to critics and allies” Might I suggest an alternative? “Touching naiveté strikes Minnesota man” Or how about, “Bootlick attacks Star Tribune OpEd page”? Good grief.
So anyway, if you must put that bilge in my cage, at least give me the crossword.
by Son@Night
Faith and I went to New Hampshire. We took pictures. These ones are humanless.
Maine was rainy. This was a bird.
Some people climb Cathedral Ledge. There's medication for that.
This is a covered bridge over the Swift River. Apparently Rocky River was already taken.
Again, I'd like to emphasize the rockiness. Calling Sylvester Stallone.
This is a closeup of a rock. Rocks don't get nearly enough credit in our society.
Whatever happened to truth in advertising? White Mountains my foot.
This is my favorite one. There was a whole field of these beautiful wild flowers.
by Son@Night
One of the grand features this summer here at the blog has been the plethora (Three Amigos anyone?) of European travel photos. We’ve certainly got supply. I’m not sure what demand is looking like, but I’m going to flood the market with a few more because NW seems pretty busy and I wonder how much time he’ll have for writin’.
Paris is a nice city. It’s in France. It’s got nice architecture.
I hurried us away from Notre Dame after this picture because I saw some guy up on the ramparts paying too much attention to Faith. Stupid hunchback had better mind his own business!
A little lunch starts to look like haute cuisine 'round these parts. Faith was people watching. I was enjoying not shopping.
We were strolling one night and found a towery thing. We flicked the light switch and...Woah Nellie!!
Faith is big on accessorizing.
We took a riverboat cruise. Very romantic except for the four guys who mooned us.
Notre Dame's spire stretches towards the sky, pulls hamstring.
Faith looks drop dead gorgeous!
It’s no easy task to deal with the many photos coming from a wedding and honeymoon and distribute them via different media to different folks. This task is exacerbated when one is distracted by other things, like getting back to work and getting up to mischief while the family is away in Spain! Nevertheless, I apologize for being a bit pokey about getting some pictures up. There are about 2000 to choose from, all told. Here are just a couple from the day of the wedding.
by Son@Night
This year I would like to embellish my Independence Day salutations with some Russell Kirk (from his chapter on John Randolph). I was particularly taken by these two quotes since they speak so strongly to our times. I wasted a fair bit of time writing some paragraphs to accompany them, but couldn’t escape the feeling that my words were detracting from the argument. So here they are without commentary.
When a people begin to think that they can improve society infinitely by incessant alteration of positive law, nothing remains settled: every right, every bit of property, every one of those dear attachments to the permanence of family, home, and countryside is endangered. Such a people soon presume themselves to be omnicompetent, and the farther their affairs fall into confusion, the more enthusiastic they become for some legislative panacea which promises to cut all knots in Gordian fashion.
And…
Public vanity is turned to personal and class advantage by demagogues and clever speculators, so that government becomes a means for extracting money and rights from one portion of the population to suit the interests of men who manipulate the system. Good political constitutions alone do not suffice to resist this legislative maggot: first the delusion that the state is competent to regulate all things must be exploded, and then the power must be counterpoised against power, since mere parchment is no insurance against oppression.
Have a vigilant Independence Day!