snow capped fall color

also a roof with sun tunnels

chris smither

i won another contest!

my answer "new orleans" gained me 2 tickets for the chris smither show last night at the grey eagle from the sweet blog ashvegas.

i love his songwriting. the lyrics ring true. i love his guitar playing. his fingers are confident.

 "Leave the Light on"

If I were young again, I’d pay attention
To that little-known dimension
That tastes of endless time
It's just like water, it runs right through our fingers
But the flavor of it lingers
Like a rich, red wine

In those days we were single – and we lived 'em one by one  
Now we hardly see ‘em – they don’t walk - they run
But I got plenty left I’ve set my sight on
Don’t wait up - Leave the light on
I’ll be – home - soon

I’ve never seen my life in such a hurry  -  
But if I start to worry – 
I get left behind
It’s like a party, but you don’t get invitations – 
and there’s just one destination
You better be on time

For years we rhymed in couplets - 
And we sang ‘em two by two
Now we hardly rhyme at all – but here’s a few
And if they hurt, there’s bullets left to bite on 
Don’t wait up - Leave the light on  -  
I’ll be – home - soon

That drummer in my head needs inspiration
There’s a lack of syncopation – 
the holes need to align.
It’s just so hard to leave these cages that we think in
By stages we just sink in - 
to a slow decline

For years we lived in waltz time – 
and we danced three by three
Now it’s hard to dance, but if you'll stick with me –
We’ve got what we need to spend the night on -  
Don’t wait up - Leave the light on  - 
I’ll be – home - soon

These races that we’ve run were not for glory - 
No moral to this story –
We run for peace of mind 
But the race we’re running now is never-ending. 
Since space and time are bending, 
There’s no finish line - 

But I'll live to be a hundred  - 
I was born in ’44 -  
32 to go, but I ain’t keepin’ score - 

I've been left for dead before  - but I still fight on – Don’t wait up  

Leave the light on
I’ll be home soon

I been left for dead before  - but I still fight on Don’t wait up 

Leave the light on
I’ll be home soon

the show ended with this cover "killin' the blues"



good lord 

live music is best

happy 40th anniversary

40 years!

that's longer than i've been alive!

what are they drinking here? bourbon? cranberry juice?

my dad's tuxedo is brown.

my mom is barely 21 years old. 

this is what weddings looked like in 1972. patterns, accordions.

 here's wishing the lovely couple 40 more years of wedded bliss! 

nacho & guacamole

i won a contest!

from the fantastic site betsylife, partnered with wholly guacamole.

a cooler just showed up at the door full of vacuum sealed guacamole and salsa!

fiesta! foreva!

autumn is a second spring...

...when every leaf is a flower - albert camus

happy birthday DAD

happy birthday to the greatest DAD, aka big popi!

this picture reminds me of what my brother chris looks like these days - exhausted but full of love!

eli

would like you to throw that ball

self portrait shadow

mushroom ball paw

fall colors pouncey

fall seems pretty early this year. but it's pretty pretty too.

don't drink the kool aid

this ad is from 1975.

"so do something sweet for yourself. save yourself some money. mix your sugar with our unsweetened kool-aid."

what kind of craptastic advice is this? 

put kimmy back together!

the year was 1980 ish.

the family had 3 kids under 6 years old.

the family had some gerbils.

the gerbils were kept in a cage with a wheel in the spare bedroom.

they named one of the gerbils kimmy.

kimmy learned how to escape her cage and was found in another bedroom.

for the safety of kimmy, everybody agreed to make sure she stayed in her cage in the spare bedroom.

one of the boys was playing with her and she tried to run out the door.

the boy may or may not have looked like this.  

the boy slammed the door shut to keep kimmy inside.

the door slammed shut on kimmy.

kimmy was split in half.  there were two arms on each side of the separated animal.

the boy screamed at his mother for the first time

PUT KIMMY BACK TOGETHER!

the mother laughed.

the children got a cat.

the children named the cat princess mary.

princess mary lived for 20 years.

3 dogs asleep on a bed

they're so cute when they're snuggling!

week at the beach

a week at the beach was awesome.

we took the dogs, and they were good boys.




pouncey had some trouble staying in control. he wanted to pounce after everything he saw. dogs are not allowed off-leash until november 15, so this was a challenge. nacho and eli had a ball.



we took some loooooong walks on the beach.



we ate like kings. the place had a kitchen and kevin made seafood feast after seafood feast. we had an awesome dinner at the fat hen.



we turned a gift bottle of grey goose into daily 'boat drinks' that improved the tone of the whole week. we played lots of pro-kadima.



we boogie boarded. scrabble. rummy. chillin.



celebrated 4 years of dating. all was well. all is well.

as fantastic as the beach is, there's no place like home. 

nacho wants to say hi

busted

i tried to take a sneak picture of all 5 of us sleeping on the bed, and instead caught kevin & pouncey holding hands/paws.

nanny nanny boo boo

obie the obese doxie

this dachshund is on a diet. 

a huge diet. his elderly owners fed the crap out of him and now he needs to lose more than half his weight. 

 see him waddle around in the grass. 

 

 a nice woman has taken him in and is supervising his diet. 

 read the story here and follow along with this puppy's weight loss journey. 

*****

in other dogs on the internet news, saw this slideshow yesterday - always a tearjerker. dog heroes of 9/11

pouncey met his match

two big young dogs came to visit this weekend.

it was great for eli & nacho to get a breather, and it was great for pouncey to be completely outweighed and out-spazzed by the new guys.

the sweet german short haired pointer in the picture is porter. he turned 3 this weekend. he has more energy than an entire preschool class combined.

the only humans who should be allowed to own german short haired pointers are 1. ironman triathletes and 2. people with big fenced in farms, like over 10 acres.

shortbuttons

pouncey's new nickname is 'shortbuttons'

not because he's cute like 'halfpint' or 'shortstuff' 

because he is a jerk and eats the buttons off shorts.

3 pair of kevin's, 1 of mine so far

DAMMIT SHORTBUTTONS!

pouncey in a pasture

every morning is a good morning when you're pouncey scissorpaws!

the wily fox of breckenridge golf course

this summer has come and gone like a great blue heron flying very quickly in one direction. 

one of the craziest things that happened was on the breckenridge golf course. i was walking around while kevin, his dad, and brother played. it is a spectacular place to walk around. i would not want to be chasing a blasted little white ball into the chaparral and beaver ponds, but it is a spectacular place to walk around.

it was a par 4 on the front 9, and everybody hit their second shots close to the green. kevin's dad's ball unfortunately went into a greenside bunker. maybe the first time i've ever seen him hit a shot into a bunker. everybody else's shots were on the green. we were about 100 yards away. 

suddenly, a big fox appeared. big like 40 lbs. he looked at us, trotted across the green, down into the bunker, took kevin's dad's ball out of the trap, and dropped it on the green 10 feet from the hole.  

he then trotted to kevin's brother's ball, picked it up, and ran away with it into the woods.

supposedly he thinks the balls are eggs.

supposedly there is a fox den in breckenridge overflowing with titleist pro v1's. 

kevin's dad played the ball from the green where the fox left it. after the round, we heard that the right ruling would have been to put his ball back in the bunker.

leo pee-o

if he doesn't watch it i'm gonna submit his wrinkled ass to dog-shaming.com

pouncey's birth

tiger woods loves his putter

make sure it hefts well in your hands.

from a pre-scandal book published in 2001.  

hard to believe he approved these graphics. 

5 months, 50 pounds

pouncey is a baby elephant. 

he is already in the 'large dog' category for flea medicine. 

he shreds sticks. 

he shreds paper towels. 

he shreds sunglasses. 

he tries to be a good boy. 

"holy fauxhawk"

from wikipedia:

Chrism (Greek word literally meaning "an anointing"), also called "myrrh" (myron), holy anointing oil, or "consecrated oil", is a consecrated oil used in the Roman Catholic Church in the administration of certain sacraments.

Chrism is made of olive oil and is scented with a sweet perfume, usually balsam.

its scent has been likened to clove cigarettes. 

it does not mean jism of christ. 

it has been bemoaned for its tendency to seep into stuffed animals and clothing. 

it may take more than 2 shampoos to remove the scent.

it makes a fine hair gel for the recently baptized.

rattlesnake love

rattlesnakes at the wnc nature center getting frisky.

her eyes are BUGGIN

happy birthday MOM!

happy birthday to the most wonderful mother! i hope your day is fabulous and dad is wearing jorts!

also happy birthday to kate - my best friend from high school beth's & bill's baby! born today! wooo doggy!

beaver bone!

the dogs found a beaver-hewn log at the river.

hello beaver bone!

eli has beaver bone

pouncey wants beaver bone

pouncey stole beaver bone

pouncey loves beaver bone

the ancient and modern olympics

i made this poster in the 4th grade - 1986.

the basement flooded and the index card from the ancient olympics is missing.

the index card from the modern olympics contains some dated phrases:

  it was so important i used white-out to correct a lowercase "o" in olympics.