Wednesday, October 31, 2012
What has happened to my holiday? If I could find a sheet, I threw it over myself, cut holes for my eyes and mouth and was off for a night of fun. Otherwise, it was run around in the the same old, bruised and battered 'devil' that I always found crumpled in the bottom of the Mom's costume bag in the dining room closet. I'd be lost these days scurrying around Spirit Halloween each year trying on a new, bloodier, scarier outfit to top all my friends. A lot of the get-ups seem to be way above PG-13 in their blood and guts or slamming some ethnic stereotype like indians, mafia bosses, pimps and their 'ladies of the evening', muslims, mexicans and sexy nurses to name but a few. This is probably why I steer clear of Halloween parties. I don't want to see what I know I'll see.
I'm such a halloweenie!
I will be bringing a stupid bag of masks to work today however.
I'm such a contradiction too.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
8 PM Monday. Still have power, but all streets around us are out. Little rain... it comes in heavy spurts. The wind's the thing. It's just a prolonged howling. Like living in a wind tunnel. Fingers crossed.
5:53 AM Tuesday. Power is off, BUT the generator is running. Got lights. Got fridge. Got hot water. Got milk!
Monday, October 29, 2012
Sunday, October 28, 2012
While I was walking around admiring, a guy walked up and I said, "Yours?"
He replied, "Nope, but I'd give up my wife for it. A beauty." Now, whether he was talking about this car or his wife, I'll never know, but I've got a pretty good idea.
The original model for the car, CSX3015, was owned by Carroll Shelby and was auctioned off in 2007 for, are you ready for this, for 5 million plus commission. Needless to say, it is not sitting in my driveway this morning.
I must say though, I'd love to take the one pictured for a spin along the ocean, but I ain't trading Elenka for it. (I'll get points for that last comment)
Saturday, October 27, 2012
She was stacked! The used bookstore that is. While traveling through Salem this past week, I caught sight of one of my favorite places to hang out, a used bookstore. Like the alcoholic, that gets stuck working at a bottle redemption store, just the whiff of 'the stuff' sends me reeling. I wanted in, but alas time and pressing commitments said I better pass. I'll stop another day. I do have regrets though. There were probably several books hidden in there with timely tips on how to ride out a mega-storm like the one heading our way. As for right now, I'm not going to ruin a beautiful fall weekend scurrying around loading up on water, batteries, non-perishable food stuff and the like. No TV, no meteorologists to tell me which way the wind's blowing. I'll worry about that Monday.
Right now, I just can't seem to stop humming that Springsteen song "4th of July, Asbury Park(Sandy)". Is this a sign?
Friday, October 26, 2012
What do you mean my 15 minutes are up? Did I sleep through them? Was I out of the room? Perhaps, I might have been in the restroom. Where are those 15 minutes that I was promised by Warhol? I want mine. I need mine. A promise is a promise.
I have been reminded by many that it's really NOT all about me. As you well know, this is a debatable point that I feel strongly about. Can't it be, 'just about me' for a little while?
I must say this though, I hope it doesn't come the beginning of next week, during the 'frankenstorm' threatening the East Coast. With Halloween, the upcoming election and now this storm, wouldn't my notoriety be lost in the shuffle? Andy, come on. You wouldn't do this to me, would you? Just my luck.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
By the way, do you think that type of tree is a mountain ash? I still don't know.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Heidi K. would be so proud!
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Monday, October 22, 2012
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Friday, October 19, 2012
(answer revealed below) Here's another quiz. Wager you bets now. What have I got here? Close up of a Monet? A classic nude? Waves in the bathtub? An owl at the zoo? I'll give you 10 more seconds and PLEASE make your answer in the form of a question. Don Pardo, please cue the Final Jeopardy soundtrack. Was it easy? Was it tricky?
Well, if you wagered the house and your answer was "What is a top of a old, round metal stool?" This is your lucky day!
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Monday, October 15, 2012
Thank you Elenka, for making my life special.
ps. that's her on the left, with little sister Judith Ann.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Friday, October 12, 2012
*Beat 3 eggs in mixer until foamy
*Beat in 2 cups of sugar
*2 cups shredded zucchini
*3/4 cup of vegetable oil
*1 tablespoon vanilla
* 3 cups flour
*1 tablespoon baking powder
*2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
*1 teaspoon baking soda
*Throw in liberal handfuls of raisins and walnuts
*Pour batter into two 9x5x3 greased pans
*Bake at 350 degrees for 1 hour and ten minutes. Check if done. Cool in pan for 10 minutes. Cool completely on a wire rack.
ENJOY... and you will. I promise.
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
This is the dam at Clark's Pond caught in a peaceful moment the other day. Running, trickling water has been known to have a calming effect on certain people. Some people actually add artificial fountains to their backyard gardens. I guess the constant gurgling sound is suppose to add some sort of relaxing effect to their lives. Constant moving water does nothing for me, except to remind of the time we were on vacation in Florida and an April storm flooded our cellar, floated our oil and kerosene tanks, destroyed our furnace and ended up costing us big bucks. Water runs its course. It does whatever it wants. It did that day. That evil spring storm is in our rearview mirror now, but that memory of constant running water provides no real zen moment for us. That day was no high water mark for us. It gave us no comfort at all, but we learned about the power of water that day.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Well, all I'll say about this place is, if you're looking for something you just can't seem to find or need desperately, pull over, it's probably here. If you're heading down the famous Route 1 towards Wiscasset your eye will catch this spot on the right, just after the Bath bridge. I like to collect stuff. Little trinkets, that somehow tie into writing, often make their way to my office upstairs or to my desk at work. A little magnet with an old fashion typewriter and bumper sticker for work declaring "The Greatest Prison of All is a Closed Mind" are two of my latest acquisitions. I guarantee you, if I ever entered this establishment, I wouldn't leave empty handed. I might leave with objects like I got at the Mustard House a few weeks ago, like the small blue pitcher, the duck print and a round mirror and have no idea where they'll end up. Drives Elenka crazy but not me. My philosophy: there's always a place. I like small objects, miniature oils and such. If I find myself at a garage sale with interesting items, my mantra is 'collect'. I can't help myself.
Monday, October 8, 2012
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Saturday, October 6, 2012
Then you would have been right at home on the streets of Portland last night. Your task though would have been 'can you find the zombies'? They were out. Look closely, there's one with his eye on you looking out this window. It was a Artwalk Friday, and we walked Congress with my brother and his lovely wife. We ended up at MECA Maine College of Art and got some free pins: "I Like Art", "Vote", "Love Design" and checked of some Maine Educators art. Later, it was off to the Dogfish Cafe for dinner. By the way, I think I might have even seen the haunting image of Edgar Allan Poe stumbling about. One of the street zombies had a mummified body on his back with a raven sitting upon his shoulder. You ever know who or what you might stumble across on a night out on the town.
Friday, October 5, 2012
Thursday, October 4, 2012
It's been rainy around these parts for the last week or so. Now, I'm no professional prognosticator, but I know what I know about weather and a pretty prolonged stretch of rain signals to me a change of a season. Yesterday's steady rain and humid conditions allowed me to open the window behind my desk and just let that air rush in. It felt nice. And in old Wilford Brimley's words 'it was the right thing to do'. This is a shot through the glass top of our picnic table on the deck. Due to some early frost warning last week, we had to get all the plants on the deck under the table. The next move will to transport them to their winter home in Portland. That undertaking will probably mean loading the SUV this evening and running the truckload of plants into Portland tomorrow afternoon. Oh, weather for the weekend in these parts: showers and rain. Maybe I better search out an outlet for some good blues rock.
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Monday, October 1, 2012
ps. Sorry, I can't release Heidi's cell number on this blog. But she would back me up on this.