I loved subs when I first found out about them after I moved to New Jersey. Quite possibly Nature’s perfect food.
I like Subway’s ham and turkey sub, double meat, double veggies (lettuce, onion, tomato only please), a little pepper and some vinegar, on a roasted garlic roll. Yeah, the double meat pretty much gives me all the sodium I need for the day. When they talk about how Subway is low in carbs and fat they don’t talk much about the sodium you can’t escape from in processed sandwich meats.
This makes me think of my poor sister who moved to London after graduating from high school (1976). I sent her something like this thinking she would find it hilarious, but instead she got extremely annoyed with the Brit pastime of American bashing. Go figure since there are so MANY Americans that need a good bashing to get some fucking sense knocked into them!
I just finished a five-hour furniture moving marathon to put my house back together. We’ve sort of been improvising ever since I got home last month since we were renting a room to my son’s girlfriend and I was unable to put my office/hideout back together. Moving is a fuck of a lot of work, but I am consoling myself by pretending that it’s good spiritually to shake up the energy that gets trapped in those little dark corners when things stay in the same place for too long. There is still a lot of work to be done since there are still tons of boxes in the garage that I need to unload and/or figure out what to do with.
Anyhoo, it rained all day, which is cool, and then sun came out and now it’s looking like rain again. If Seattle moved to San Francisco, I’m wondering if maybe Santa Barbara moved down here?
So that’s all about me, is anyone around, or am I just talking to myself?
Glad to hear that you were napping and the nap was doing double duty with the beer dream. Talk about efficiency! I think killing two birds with one stone is the real secret to succeeding in Napper Slackerdom, don’t you O Wise Father?
I kind of came in on the tail end of your moving situation. What are the details?
Honestly we’ve never had a frost down here in the Southern Left Coast that I know of. Would be hell on the plants in these parts, which is mainly a desert that doesn’t look like a desert since the powers-that-be are in the business of stealing every drop of water they can get their greedy little hands on for the locals to waste washing cars and watering lawns.
Amazing to see this type of manifest craziness before your very eyes every day, isn’t it?
Thanks for asking on the moving thing, dear. Basically: I currently occupy an entirely substandard abode; I own a very pretty piece of land not far from here that I’m aiming to move to, but must first construct a little something to move into. Ergo, while I empty out one structure I’m also engaged in plans on the new one. Then I must move. My deadline, as per landlord/tenant arrangement, is too close for comfort. Now if only spring would arrive ..
WW I was thinking about you new abode the other day. I remembered talking to a guy one time that said he made a cabin out of garden ties (sp). You know the 6-8 foot long pieces of wood people put in front of their flower gardens. I asked him how he did it and he said it was easy, just drill holes, put bolts in and set it up. Not many details, but I always thought that was pretty cool.
Sounds perfectly reasonable to me, FM. ‘Round here folks use old railroad ties for similar lawn & garden purposes, since it’s slow to rot. There’s not much of this type of wood to be found, though, so gathering enough sufficient for building isn’t easy.
I’ll be doing something similarly simple, though. It’s just a matter of pennies — since I’ve gotta purchase lumber — which slows down the process enormously, along with all the rain!
I love your rationale for moving … I’m going to have to remember that one.
Still raining there? Is that a good thing? I’ve heard that people go crazy when it rains there for too long. Like it’s the end of the world, or something. π
Wherever there is rain there is always a rainbow. You just have to be patient. And I (for one) will be expecting a spectacular photograph from that sensational new camera!
It looks like it will, if you believe NOAA: we should see clearing & rising temperatures throughout the week, with highs in the 70s by the weekend.
Which means all the downstaters who’ve been waiting to make it up to their super-expensive new second homes will be jamming all 100 miles of road from here to the city ’til Tuesday. Yee haw!
Joy o joy — the blessed sun deigned to shine down on me for a few hours this afteroon! I was out in the garden all afternoon, which is looking much tidier now (in spots), and most nbly: I’ve assuaged my conscience.
… so alas, no photos other than a quick shot of the sun shining and blue clouds. It may be just a boring old sky photo, but to me it is better than any flower pic I’ve taken: I’ve never been so happy to see blue! I had to take a pic for posterity’s sake. π
Doing my best, as usual, thanks.
It’s funny to hear our radio weather folks talking about ‘cold’ temperatures in the 30s (F). I remember when we all rejoiced at temperatures like this, back in March. You’d hear them drooling to mention it.
We missed you last night — you just sort of disappeared. π And you missed the debut of the Curmudgeon’s Corner Cafe, AND I think I’ve ID the flower/bush you posted.
Celebration typically involves cottages, beer, bonfires, beer, music, lakes, beer … oh and beer. π
We stayed home from the cottage this year b/c I had a lot to do around the house. I still had beer though. π
Then it’s a good thing they only see it every now and then. If the sun up there is like snakes to me, to see a full day of sun would probably frighten them crazy.
We hardly every see any. Folks think nothing of seeing huge black bears sitting on their front porches, but see a wee garden snake & they pee their britches.
They seem to manage to find their honey-pots all by themselves (or, most often, the bird-feeders).
Me, I just sort of communicate telepathically that I’d like for them to go away.
Some people yell at ’em & chase ’em away. They’re actually very shy & don’t like a ruckus.
Respect is key, for sure — and, if you surprise one in the woods, the #1 rule is not to run. A small child was killed here recently for that reason.
All in all, though, they’d really rather not be bothered. The last time I surprised one on my porch (I looked through the window at it), it gave me a look that said: ‘Oh, excuse me! I didn’t realize you were home’ & it went away.
Our Woodland Queen can chase them off, too — scary territorial puss that she is. As long as they have a place to run to it’s ok.
had seen just south of town. They’ve been passing through the area in recent years, prior to that never heard about them.
Up close and person with one of those might be about the only wildlife around here that’s cause me to darken my trousers!!
Last year, out west in the ND badlands some bicyclist had to shake their bikes in the face of one who looked about to attack. They escaped unhurt however.
I had a cousin tell me that while driving through some back wood here that a couple of years ago she saw a bear. My brother told me he thinks there are coyotes around here.
I might’ve mentioned to you that our native panthers seem to be making a come-back, after 100 years of ‘extinction’. There are increased sightings each year; one woman I know had one cross the road ahead of her one night & she said that from nose to tail it spanned the road!
(Our country roads are generally narrow, but still! That seems like a pretty large kitty.)
Thankfully, our wild cats seem exceptionally shy. I’ve only seen two bobcats here in 20 years & both times they disappeared in a flash. I’d guess the panthers are the same.
He was snoring at the bar this morning with not another person around (is he a person, or a troll of some sort??). I strictly left him alone.
Actually, the day has just been awful. One of our faculty died quite unexpectedly. I’m just stunned, he is/was under 40. Almost no one knew he was ill, and no one thought he was that ill. I just can’t believe it. He’s probably the most dedicated person in our department, who really has lived what he teaches.
It does seem so “out of time”, somehow. I’m very worried about the two boys he’d taken in as foster kids. They are fatherless boys, jr. High and high school, and he’d been so good working with them, parenting them. Just amazing for a single guy with a hot-to-trot scientific career. We used to laugh about him sleeping between 2 and 4 in the morning. Unfortunately, that’s one of the things that left him so run down when he got pneumonia.
Without any humor I quote Woody Allen: no good deed goes unpunished.
Thanks, FM and Andi, I appreciate that. This has been one hell of a day and even though the Gang of 4 are sticking close (neither have I fed them), drinking alone really isn’t good.
At our house? This is “hair city”. The Gang of 4 are not our only cats. We have their two aunts, too – who are long-haired. We must earn more money this summer, and only half-jesting I proposed spinning catfur yarn.
No matter how much vacuuming, there seems to be more each day than the day before.
(yeah right) but I will put my malamutt up against all four of your cats and bet she will outproduce them by an order of an order of magnitude (and just to be fair I won’t include any fur from the other two dogs).
Hmm. Before I say “yer on”, maybe I should consult my live-in dog expert (Well, actually my husband, the one-time dog owner – snoring upstairs while I write). His former dog shed like crazy, I know. But malamutes, hmmm. I seem to recall my Alaskan cousins saying something about using fur as insulation for their cabin roof…
I know! I’ll agree to a contest – if we can control for the weight of the animals. (Of course, with Thorfinn, that may tip the scales in the direction of the Gang. He is one fat cat.
it’s almost lunch time around here. I think I’m gonna head over to eegee’s for pastrami sub. mmmmmm
I am sooooo jealous. You realize how far I’d have to drive to get something like that. Arrrggg.
I loved subs when I first found out about them after I moved to New Jersey. Quite possibly Nature’s perfect food.
I like Subway’s ham and turkey sub, double meat, double veggies (lettuce, onion, tomato only please), a little pepper and some vinegar, on a roasted garlic roll. Yeah, the double meat pretty much gives me all the sodium I need for the day. When they talk about how Subway is low in carbs and fat they don’t talk much about the sodium you can’t escape from in processed sandwich meats.
Still good stuff, though.
I love sun tea. I wonder what beverage of choice there was before tea?
Hello Man Eegee and FM. π
Hi Olivia. You mean there no such thing as rain tea?
Just doesn’t sound as good … does it?
π
Cheer up. You’re supposed to have 10 C today and by friday 21 C. It’s gonna be like an oven up there. π
Popping up to say hi…
Tried to take the day off and celebrate w/ ya O…just didn’t work out…:{)
Later
Oh well … it’s that thought that counts, eh? π
If they find Jimmy Hoffa it might be possible that I could see Bush behind bars in my life time!
The Great American Myth. Finding Jimmy Hoffa’s body and punishing law breakers in power. I’m with you Tracy.
what’s going on in the cafe? Waiter call out sick?
Quick! Clean up behind the bar, the BossMan is here for a surprise inspection.
Perhaps he can be bribed with freshly baked pretzels.
now where did they put that mustard?
Mustard? I’m look at the beer Manny bought.
…and they demand a meter. never fails.
… that would be metre … π
I’m serving moutarde π
You say tomato, I say…..
sour cherry?
Close enough. Actually down here it would be closer to saying tamata.
Manny obviously, didn’t get the memo.
Wuzup in the Great Wet North?
Look down below!
This makes me think of my poor sister who moved to London after graduating from high school (1976). I sent her something like this thinking she would find it hilarious, but instead she got extremely annoyed with the Brit pastime of American bashing. Go figure since there are so MANY Americans that need a good bashing to get some fucking sense knocked into them!
I think everyone’s off taking a nap. I guess that just means more for me!
I just finished a five-hour furniture moving marathon to put my house back together. We’ve sort of been improvising ever since I got home last month since we were renting a room to my son’s girlfriend and I was unable to put my office/hideout back together. Moving is a fuck of a lot of work, but I am consoling myself by pretending that it’s good spiritually to shake up the energy that gets trapped in those little dark corners when things stay in the same place for too long. There is still a lot of work to be done since there are still tons of boxes in the garage that I need to unload and/or figure out what to do with.
Anyhoo, it rained all day, which is cool, and then sun came out and now it’s looking like rain again. If Seattle moved to San Francisco, I’m wondering if maybe Santa Barbara moved down here?
So that’s all about me, is anyone around, or am I just talking to myself?
I just got back. I was taking a nap and dreaming about beer. I look in the cafe and look what Manny bought.
How’s it going MM?
Er, forget that. I see above.
Glad to hear that you were napping and the nap was doing double duty with the beer dream. Talk about efficiency! I think killing two birds with one stone is the real secret to succeeding in Napper Slackerdom, don’t you O Wise Father?
Yes Little One, efficiency is the pathway to slackdom.
I hear you on the moving thing, mythmother. Thanks for offering a positive way of seeing it; I’m attempting to bear similar thoughts in mind here.
Sounds like you’ve gotten the weather we had yesterday. Doubt very much that you’re in for a frost though. Thank Gaia for small mercies.
π
I kind of came in on the tail end of your moving situation. What are the details?
Honestly we’ve never had a frost down here in the Southern Left Coast that I know of. Would be hell on the plants in these parts, which is mainly a desert that doesn’t look like a desert since the powers-that-be are in the business of stealing every drop of water they can get their greedy little hands on for the locals to waste washing cars and watering lawns.
Amazing to see this type of manifest craziness before your very eyes every day, isn’t it?
Thanks for asking on the moving thing, dear. Basically: I currently occupy an entirely substandard abode; I own a very pretty piece of land not far from here that I’m aiming to move to, but must first construct a little something to move into. Ergo, while I empty out one structure I’m also engaged in plans on the new one. Then I must move. My deadline, as per landlord/tenant arrangement, is too close for comfort. Now if only spring would arrive ..
That’s the story, morning glory.
π
WW I was thinking about you new abode the other day. I remembered talking to a guy one time that said he made a cabin out of garden ties (sp). You know the 6-8 foot long pieces of wood people put in front of their flower gardens. I asked him how he did it and he said it was easy, just drill holes, put bolts in and set it up. Not many details, but I always thought that was pretty cool.
Sounds perfectly reasonable to me, FM. ‘Round here folks use old railroad ties for similar lawn & garden purposes, since it’s slow to rot. There’s not much of this type of wood to be found, though, so gathering enough sufficient for building isn’t easy.
I’ll be doing something similarly simple, though. It’s just a matter of pennies — since I’ve gotta purchase lumber — which slows down the process enormously, along with all the rain!
I know exactly what you mean. Some people pinch pennies, I just wish I had some to pinch.
Reminds me of the song lyric:
If I ever get my hands on a dollar again
I’m gonna hold on to it ’til the eagle grins.
I love your rationale for moving … I’m going to have to remember that one.
Still raining there? Is that a good thing? I’ve heard that people go crazy when it rains there for too long. Like it’s the end of the world, or something. π
Wherever there is rain there is always a rainbow. You just have to be patient. And I (for one) will be expecting a spectacular photograph from that sensational new camera!
Hi Manny, FM, WW, MM and maybe not here but not forgotten — Omir, Olivia, Booman, dada. And anybody I might have missed.
I think I’ve developed an addiction to deep green reflections. I can’t seem to stop taking pictures of them.
Looks nice and peaceful, if a bit on the dank side. We’ve seen your Box Turtles; got any Snappers hiding in there?
No snapping turtles in the creek but the camp’s lake has some. I try not to get too close to them.
they’re pretty cantankerous. Had one take a chunk out of the blade of a canoe paddle once…’course I was being stupid and annoying it…never again.
I was … annoying it
π
<ducking and running>
It was eating a stringer of fish we had just spent the evening catching…
So it was annoying you was it? π
my annoying it didn’t save that, and I damn near was up a creek w no paddle/ as they say…:{)
… or less of it. I think that story is up there w/ my cannibalistic bull frogs!
Got any more? LOL
And what’s w/ the judicial use of the spiffy new icon?
I like your addiction. That beautiful Andi.
That’s stunning, Andi. Just gorgeous! Please don’t abandon your obsession for a while.
I don’t think I will be soon — all that rain made for a really lush canopy and water in all the creeks.
I see that weather isn’t cooperating with you, though. I hope it changes for the better very soon.
It looks like it will, if you believe NOAA: we should see clearing & rising temperatures throughout the week, with highs in the 70s by the weekend.
Which means all the downstaters who’ve been waiting to make it up to their super-expensive new second homes will be jamming all 100 miles of road from here to the city ’til Tuesday. Yee haw!
What an absolutely gorgeous photo … I’m glad you’re addicted.
How was you day today?
My day was fine.
It was awfully nice of the sun to come out for your day off. Apparently the weather gods look kindly on Canadian holidays.
I see an alligator. Anybody else?
{Totally gorgeous photo, AndiF!!!)
Yeah, it works so long as your alligators are all head and no body. π
Free flowing imagination is the key….. LOL!
Joy o joy — the blessed sun deigned to shine down on me for a few hours this afteroon! I was out in the garden all afternoon, which is looking much tidier now (in spots), and most nbly: I’ve assuaged my conscience.
It’s looking like rain again, however. π
And we have a frost warning tonight too ww.
Did you just work in the garden or take pictures too?
… so alas, no photos other than a quick shot of the sun shining and blue clouds. It may be just a boring old sky photo, but to me it is better than any flower pic I’ve taken: I’ve never been so happy to see blue! I had to take a pic for posterity’s sake. π
What a lovely sight, eh? Manna from heaven in the form of a few rays.
Amazing how it lifts the soggy spirits.
I’m guessing frost at this late date’s almost as unusual for you as it is for us. Some of your gardeners must be as edgy as ours are ..
Yes this is late, but not apocalyptic. I haven’t planted anything new, so I’m not too worried.
Are you keeping warm?
Doing my best, as usual, thanks.
It’s funny to hear our radio weather folks talking about ‘cold’ temperatures in the 30s (F). I remember when we all rejoiced at temperatures like this, back in March. You’d hear them drooling to mention it.
How do you celebrate anyway?. Been a few decades since I lived N of the border, and I’ve forgotten.
We missed you last night — you just sort of disappeared. π And you missed the debut of the Curmudgeon’s Corner Cafe, AND I think I’ve ID the flower/bush you posted.
Celebration typically involves cottages, beer, bonfires, beer, music, lakes, beer … oh and beer. π
We stayed home from the cottage this year b/c I had a lot to do around the house. I still had beer though. π
Can I become an honorary Canadian and celebrate by drinking beer today too?
since these days it’s about as virtual as beer gets.
I’ll take any virtual beer out there.
Title of honourary Canadian. Now get drinking!
Now to get this honour do I have to kneel and do the sword thing or learn to ice skate.
The sword and tights don’t really appeal to me, but I can feel Canada flowing into to me. See I spelled honour correctly. π
… it’s not ice skating … it’s simply skating. π
I think it would be something to see you wearing tights, but that’s okay — you’re spared. Proper spelling has gotten you off that hook. π
and didn’t get it figured out till this morning. Too tired last night to figure it out after trying a couple of the usual things.
beer, X, beer, X, beer, X… hey now I remember, too bad they’re not still making Uncle Ben’s eh? What’s your favorite beer there in Ottowa?
ID the bush, ya gonna wait till this evening for that press release?
I like Keiths, and Rickards Red. Hate Molson. Hate Labatts. There’s a great local brewery here in Ottawa that makes some really nice blends.
Here’s the Press Release. π
Even missed a rare archival photograph of Dada, sans beard.
I’ve got to start staying up later. I’m missing so much.
… the deck, right. π
did everyone run for cover. It would frighten me to see something like that all of a sudden.
I mean, up there, that only happens once ever generation or two doesn’t it? π
When the sun came out, people all over Ottawa fell to their knees in awe of the sun orb … and some ran for their cameras … π
You’ll be happy to hear that I got really muddy and dirty today. π
LOL. Now see I haven’t even bought up mud in a while.
LOL
Family Man
π
Oh I’m sorry I just got back. Had a little something to do. π
… I think you might like mud more than me
sun is to ottawa as snakes are to …
Then it’s a good thing they only see it every now and then. If the sun up there is like snakes to me, to see a full day of sun would probably frighten them crazy.
the Catskills?
We hardly every see any. Folks think nothing of seeing huge black bears sitting on their front porches, but see a wee garden snake & they pee their britches.
π
I know of at least one person down here that’s just like the people up there about wee garden snakes.
Now bears are a little different. Do ya get to pet them and take little honey jars out to them? π
They seem to manage to find their honey-pots all by themselves (or, most often, the bird-feeders).
Me, I just sort of communicate telepathically that I’d like for them to go away.
Some people yell at ’em & chase ’em away. They’re actually very shy & don’t like a ruckus.
I like the telepathic idea. Just doesn’t make sense to try and scare something that could potentially harm you.
Respect is key, for sure — and, if you surprise one in the woods, the #1 rule is not to run. A small child was killed here recently for that reason.
All in all, though, they’d really rather not be bothered. The last time I surprised one on my porch (I looked through the window at it), it gave me a look that said: ‘Oh, excuse me! I didn’t realize you were home’ & it went away.
Our Woodland Queen can chase them off, too — scary territorial puss that she is. As long as they have a place to run to it’s ok.
had seen just south of town. They’ve been passing through the area in recent years, prior to that never heard about them.
Up close and person with one of those might be about the only wildlife around here that’s cause me to darken my trousers!!
Last year, out west in the ND badlands some bicyclist had to shake their bikes in the face of one who looked about to attack. They escaped unhurt however.
I had a cousin tell me that while driving through some back wood here that a couple of years ago she saw a bear. My brother told me he thinks there are coyotes around here.
I don’t believe either one.
I might’ve mentioned to you that our native panthers seem to be making a come-back, after 100 years of ‘extinction’. There are increased sightings each year; one woman I know had one cross the road ahead of her one night & she said that from nose to tail it spanned the road!
(Our country roads are generally narrow, but still! That seems like a pretty large kitty.)
Thankfully, our wild cats seem exceptionally shy. I’ve only seen two bobcats here in 20 years & both times they disappeared in a flash. I’d guess the panthers are the same.
Doesn’t seem likely we’ll get bears or panthers back but bobcats have come back. I have hopes (but little expectation) of seeing one.
You’ll most likely hear one before you see it, Andi. They make the most incredible screaming noises at mating time! (Think domestic cats plus.)
…. oh fellow Sun worshipper!
Hi, folks.
Now that I’ve walked in, it’s a sure sign that it’s time to close up shop and move on. I know the signs.
Anyway, I’ll have a quiet drink alone and admire your pictures which are comforting.
I saw that last night — if you were just 5 minutes earlier!
You’re not alone now … so no quiet drinking allowed. π
How’s things?
How’s tricks, Kidspeak?
He was snoring at the bar this morning with not another person around (is he a person, or a troll of some sort??). I strictly left him alone.
Actually, the day has just been awful. One of our faculty died quite unexpectedly. I’m just stunned, he is/was under 40. Almost no one knew he was ill, and no one thought he was that ill. I just can’t believe it. He’s probably the most dedicated person in our department, who really has lived what he teaches.
That is horrible — we just went through a similar experience at work w/ a sudden death in a young colleague. That is so awful. {{{KS}}}
It does seem so “out of time”, somehow. I’m very worried about the two boys he’d taken in as foster kids. They are fatherless boys, jr. High and high school, and he’d been so good working with them, parenting them. Just amazing for a single guy with a hot-to-trot scientific career. We used to laugh about him sleeping between 2 and 4 in the morning. Unfortunately, that’s one of the things that left him so run down when he got pneumonia.
Without any humor I quote Woody Allen: no good deed goes unpunished.
I’m very sorry KS.
I think the death of a colleague hits very hard — beyond the sadness and shock, there is also a much too real intimation of mortality.
I’m sorry to hear this, Kidspeak.
For some reason, an unexpected death is that much harder to grasp & understand.
All those who loved & cared for him are in my thoughts.
Hey KS. You won’t drink alone if I have anything to do with it. Once I get to boring there always George too. π
but the cafe has only a few rules and ‘no quiet drinks alone’ happens to be one of them.
Thanks, FM and Andi, I appreciate that. This has been one hell of a day and even though the Gang of 4 are sticking close (neither have I fed them), drinking alone really isn’t good.
Tell ya what. I’ll send George over and he’ll prepare everything needed. I hope they’re not to picky about what they’ll eat though.
He is shedding. But what the hay, a little hair never hurt anybody. π
At our house? This is “hair city”. The Gang of 4 are not our only cats. We have their two aunts, too – who are long-haired. We must earn more money this summer, and only half-jesting I proposed spinning catfur yarn.
No matter how much vacuuming, there seems to be more each day than the day before.
(yeah right) but I will put my malamutt up against all four of your cats and bet she will outproduce them by an order of an order of magnitude (and just to be fair I won’t include any fur from the other two dogs).
Now wait a minute. George might be little, put he can put the hair out. Or is it I haven’t vacuumed in a year or two.
Anyway it’s a lot of hair.
Hmm. Before I say “yer on”, maybe I should consult my live-in dog expert (Well, actually my husband, the one-time dog owner – snoring upstairs while I write). His former dog shed like crazy, I know. But malamutes, hmmm. I seem to recall my Alaskan cousins saying something about using fur as insulation for their cabin roof…
I know! I’ll agree to a contest – if we can control for the weight of the animals. (Of course, with Thorfinn, that may tip the scales in the direction of the Gang. He is one fat cat.
Good try but even with that handicap you’ll never win.
Ah well, pick up that drink and bring it over to the new cafe.
I think I’ll go ahead and open up a Happy Hour lounge.
Be back in a minute.
it’s off to the shower, and then think about “what’s for dinner/”
Later.
Peace
And then put in my 20 minutes of weeding before my spouse’s nap is over.
See you later, folks.Thanks for the cheer. Not sure about the “hair challenge”, though…
Happy Hour Here