So serious and busy. So today we were off leash for at least 20 minutes. I cleverly brought a cheese stick with me so whenever she chose to find me or came when I called-- "Hey" seems to work a lot better than "come" she got a treat. What a great feeling. I honestly feel like we are getting somewhere. Man what a relief, maybe this spring we can try and visit a GLJRT meeting. I would love for her to have that much fun.
I know that I promised not to write about LOST anymore--but you had to know I was lying. I found a thing today. It is the best thing. I was innocently cruising through Toys R Us doing the elfbrand thing when lo and behold what to my surprise,glee and utter delight did I find?? 
I Love my action figures. I should post a photo of my "army". But I can't get them all in one shot. I need to do an entry for each of them. *That* could kill some time. I have Shakespeare,Snape, Kevin Smith, Poe, Yoda, Bert, Henry V (papo rocks!), Strider--well, all of the fellowship including Eowyn
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If I went down the soup row--HE went down the soup row. Everywhere I turned there was ancient Walrus man--getting paper products--pretzels--there was no way I was going in the beer cooler. I became a little afraid. I wondered why he was following me. I began to conceive an exit plan-- how to ditch him-- I doubled back through the frozen bovine secretions and looped around the kosher goods. I stopped outright at the deli counter--I would be safe there. i was secretly hoping cute butcher boy was working-- but no it was Cranky old lady with the hair net. "A half pound of Tavern Ham for sandwiches please." Minute sticked by with no sign of the predator.
Peanut's in da hood
brother bling
tree bong?? Musta been the inspirational Christmas music Pete was playing--His new Bootsy Collins CD!--oi!
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One elfboy was kinda cute in his faux white doublet and hose.
is indicative of when the spirit of the 1970s went mainstream, with Elliot Gould, Donald Sutherland and Tom Skerritt as rebellious, sarcastic and endearing Army doctors fighting military (read corporate) bullshit while healing wounded soldiers during the War. He hated the sitcom that it spawned calling it "that series" and I read in the Freep this morning that he only put the disclaimer that it was Korea and NOT Vietnam after pressure from the producers to make the film less aggressive. I don't know..I kinda like aggressive--at least in film directors. Pete Travers said this In Rolling Stone "Here was a director who spawned his own adjective, Altmanesque. That meant overlapping dialogue -- think of all the characters talking at the same time in M*A*S*H. That meant movies that fit no existing mold -- think of McCabe and Mrs. Miller, Three Women, Images, The Long Goodbye, California Split, Thieves Like Us. That meant large ensemble casts -- like the hordes of actors in Nashville, The Player, Gosford Park, Short Cuts and what turns out to be his last film, A Prairie Home Companion, who came together under his direction to create a teeming sense of collective life that no director has been able to match since." I am sad.
This pic is of the gorgeous wooden and glass front cabinets at the little store. They sell all the dairy products produced there. Many adults were wondering about purchasing the geese and pigs. As Sean pointed out they probably have some sort of meat processing off site becasue they prly aren't milking the pigs! I never did get that question asked! The wonderful thing about Calder is they DELIVER MILK to MY PORCH in GLASS BOTTLES!! Yummmm. No hormones or antibiotics--now granted if a cow gets sick she is quarantined and modern science helps her get well but her milk doesn't get sold while she is on meds. The other thing I truly love about Calder's is that they are uber local. The trip took the caravan less than a half hour to drive out to the farm. As an exBrownie leader it was sooo nice to not have to worry about one driver with six little kids in their car. We had 26 adults and 18 kids...nice adult to child ratio! 
I couldn't help but remember when T-rex had to get up at 5am and milk the moos in Bath. He let Matty pet the cows once--but this was quite the learning experience for ALL of us. I think the thing that sticks out in my mind the most was the fact that the mechanized suction devices release when the udder is empty. Having nursed three kids and waking up in a fountain of mother's milk because the little putz ate till he/she fell asleep--and then just let the letdown continue--yeah...I was kinda envious of being completely empty. The nightmarish memories of learning how to "pump and dump" all came back. I have total sympathy for those cows. I think they should all get names. Many of Calder's Cows have names but the teenagers just get numbers till they have a baby. The babies get tagged and numbered but until they join the workforce--they are just anonymous creatures with the most beautiful eyes. Cows are cool. They can pick their noses with their tongues!
At first I was appalled--crazy little monkeys gettin jiggy with it... all over! EVERYWHERE just random couplings--they were on the jungle gym, on the floor , hanging from fake vines--crazy monkey orgy--but upon reflection (and giggling like a lunatic)-I had to admit--sex does seem like a pretty good stress reducer, maybe if a few more uptight humanoids swung from the monkey bars we would have less war?
They won! jumping up and down they won! I fell asleep but they won! I am doing a little happy dance...oh yeah...Go Wings! It's yer birthday--Go Wings!
I need to see my Snapey-poo. There is much discussion concerning both Neville and the Harryhair. Apparently somebody in make up decide to comb those boys out. They did read the books?
This city is known for it's amazing music. This theatre is famous for blues. We saw the Handy Awards (like the Grammy's for Blues) here back a couple of trips ago. But this weekend was a little more mellow. The house band at BB's was a rocking funk band they played some classics including two songs that are guaranteed to get me on the dance floor--Brickhouse and Play that Funky Music. I tried out some of my new bellydance skills-just slipping them in where they fit. Couple of guys bought me drinks--that was fun. Gretch, Smokey and I had a lot of fun snarking on white folks who can't dance-- no matter how drunk they are. Really it is kind of embarrassing--you know the white guy shuffle? Girls in heels shouldn't do that--not so much.
Now constant reader I ask you--if these are "open leg panties" what exactly is a "closed leg" panty? perhaps for amputees??
