Friday, March 23, 2018

Power Puppy

It sounded as if my beloved RAV was being ripped apart by that giant robot loader thing Ripley drove in Aliens, so I took it in. My car, not the power loader. Turns out it was overnight condensation and only cost me $20 bucks plus I got to see visit Garage Dog Gabby.

You call that a power loader, I got your power loader right here

Thursday, March 22, 2018

The Little Things

Ever finicky about his toys, this replacement scratcher was more of a hit than a new clubhouse, scratching post, myriad of mice, balls, feathers, peek and play box, tunnel and nip toys, but then again so were the boxes they came in.

Can a turbo ball scratcher and ginger kitty find love in this crazy ol' world?

Tuesday, March 20, 2018


Handsome Bob is doubling down on staring at me until we end up at the Old People's Park (OPP) for walkies. I'm pretty sure he thinks getting into the car and driving to the park controls the weather.

You know you're going to cave, I know you're going to cave, why don't we do this the easy way for a change

Sunday, March 18, 2018

Fish Fry

Nothing says, "Welcome to Wisconsin" like a Friday Fish Fry during Lent. We grew up on them and I had my first Mountain Dew at one. I remember thinking that yellow-green bottle of sugar was the most extraordinary liquid I'd ever drunk.
Then I learned there were better things to drink and not all fish fries are created equal. I stopped by one of the most popular fish fries this weekend and felt as if I'd stepped through a time machine. Funny thing, even though it's only a few miles away I passed through four (almost five) different towns to get there. 
I took this with my ever-present tough pocket camera so apologies in advance.

The St. Peter's Famous Fish Fry entrance was to the left although this heavenly light may have been telling me to lay off the fried food

Love the expression on her face. I think she's going to drop that bowl o' carbs I mean fries

I miss stopping by church basements that aren't funeral related, maybe I should take up bingo

My Aunt Flossie worked in our school cafeteria and gave us freshly baked cookies to brighten up our day

This guy's name is Robert Wagner, he looked confused when I asked him if he was the Robert Wagner, then smiled. He was a sweetheart as was this lady chatting him up.  I refrained from adding my two cents about the Natalie Wood investigation

Really, all this for two people? You need my help, let me help

Saturday, March 17, 2018


Sometimes feeling under the weather is an excuse for eating junk food, but it's no excuse for not taking pictures of it. Can you guess where this is?

If you said, "It looks like two Bart Simpsons on an ice cream cart," you'd be both right and wrong

Friday, March 16, 2018

The Return of Camo Cat

Crafty and cunning, the living room jungle cat is always watching, always waiting (always funny). 

This is the address I got when I typed in "The Jungle."

Wash Car

Back in grade school, we got a new student from Italy. She didn't speak English and lived by the Car Wash and we quickly made her part of our gang. She said she lived by the "Wash Car" and our grade school selves thought that was hilarious and tried to work it into the conversation whenever possible.
We lost track of each other but I still think of my her whenever I wash my car.

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Solo Cat

The Plan: Drink out of every Solo cup in the house until they're all mine.

First the Solo cups, then the cereal bowls, then the world

Sunday, March 11, 2018

Off The Ice

Time and this ice shack have sprung ahead. With warming temps, MLB spring training in full swing and March going mad can spring be far behind?

"Hello? Hello? Anyone out there?"