Sunday, April 22, 2007

Neckties, contracts

Talk to me, Goose.

My dad sent me some photos from Hawaii, or as my niece Katie says, "Who-why." She also says "Helloha" instead of "Aloha." (Shouldn't "Aloha" always be followed by "Mr. Hand?")












If I'm here and you're here, doesn't that make it our time?



And what's wrong with a little feast on our time?



We had a chill day yesterday. In an odd twist, we had guests for breakfast both Saturday and Sunday. Billy, an absolute shit-hot drummer, and his girlfriend Susie came on Saturday. Stanette made her patented, "South-Kack-A-Lack-A Heart-Attack-Stack," which consists of eggs, peppers, sausage, guacamole, cheese, salsa and chili beans, layered between corn tortillas and baked in the oven. Yeah. It's every bit as good as it sounds.

Billy re-rigged my stereo-video system, upgraded some of the speakers and we enjoyed some thundering live Zeppelin on DVD. Thanks, Billy. It sounds and looks great. Next step is moving to HD and getting some kind of tivo.

After that, we moseyed downtown for some shopping and dining. I came this close to buying a thousand dollar statue. It was Indian (dot not feather), and it was a cross-legged figure, roughly three feet tall. Seriously badass. It would look great next to the gong. I got shanghaied into buying some really tight, spandex-y Seven jeans. Although they were thoroughly enjoyed by Stanette and her friend, Paige (who joined us for breakfast this morning), rest assured, they will be returned to the store on Monday.

I felt like a Gay Pirate or an ice-dancer. Or maybe Robert Plant. I'm just not used to having my ass featured so, um, prominently, nor having my junk cupped like that.

Fun, for certain, especially for Stanette and Paige, and definitely rich in joke-fodder, but sadly, readers, not for me... or you.

I did buy some shades.

That's Mick behind me. And a didgeridoo (((no, I can't play it)).

We fell asleep in front Children of Men, ten minutes into the movie. We'll watch it today. I have been excited to see it. I'll let you know how it is.

Kobe is going off behind me on the telly.

Today, Paige joined us for breakfast.

I took the helm at the stove for a sausage-pepper-onion scramble with hash browns, coffee and bloody marys ((from scratch, natch, with horseradish, worcestershire, fresh ground pepper, celery salt, dash of clamato, V-8, and garnished with pepperoncini and claussen pickes- I don't fuck around when it comes to bloodys)).

Here are some pictures from the final weekend at Potosi Hot Springs:








((((^^The trout in that creek have mutated to a golden color to blend in with the creek bed. Amazing.))))





P.S. I was joking about Clinton and lefties. Lying about blowjobs trumps lying about WMDs and getting 19 year-olds killed any day. I'm sure things will be much better in Iraq after your tax dollars help re-build all the infrastructure that we smart-bombed to smithereens. Absolute genius.

P.P.S. Stanette runs 50 mile races. She enjoys it. I think that is insane.

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5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Bloody's...

You're making me thirsty!

Next time I'm in the land of Boz, we are going to soak our souls in a mixture of tomato juice, spice and some mighty fine watka!

Can't wait to meet Stanette and bang around on the drums. Tell Bells I said hi...smoke'm if you got'm.

CARP

8:52 PM  
Blogger b-lain said...

love the pics dude, but your new glasses remind me of a used car salesman.

11:52 AM  
Blogger Gretchen said...

Interesting about the trout.

How many miles a week does Stanette train?

4:28 PM  
Blogger Heidi on Vashon said...

50 miles races...dude she can KICK YOUR ASS! Don't be fooled by her thin svelte legs. One thighlock and you're toast, pal!

Love the kiddypix.

Darn, no junk cupping photos?!

3:18 PM  
Blogger Henry Hill said...

I like the shades. That picture makes me wonder if you also bought stock in the Pacific Rim’s most formidable producer of huge blue tooth earpieces.

BTW, here is the fun version of Carl Orff - Carmina Burana:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=5lKIbhNNKxk

10:37 PM  

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