Friday, July 13, 2018

Can You Believe The All Star Break is Next Week?

This is a typical shot of my cousin Susie with her back to the camera dancing with a friend who has impeccable taste in baseball teams.
Go Susie, go Blue. Number One on the dance floor and Number One in the NL West.
And heartfelt sympathies for our friends across the pond (on both counts but we love the Trump Baby, can we trade).

Susie comes from a family of rabid Brewers fans (also somehow Number One) so no face shot for you

Tuesday, July 10, 2018

Blowing Into Wednesday

I'm not saying that everything has been giving me a headache lately but it does seem as if my neighbor's psycho little beast has been barking nonstop while trying to claw its way through the door for the past three years.
So here's some wind that blows more sweetly, welcome to the middle of the week.




 
Definitely the former

Saturday, July 7, 2018

Mezzo Sopranos and Banana Cream Pie

I came across performances from Die Fledermaus on the grass outside the University Bookstore today. I only had my pocket camera but by hook or crook just have a look have a look!

Digging the shadow character in the window, but where is he walking, he's got no feet

(Apologies for the previous iMovie the size of a postage stamp)


This city can be downright delightful sometimes but I've got to say, "What the actual #$@!, University Bookstore?" your "book" "section" has been relegated to the very back of the "store" and shares dimensions with the matches and toilet paper aisle at the gas station.

Notice there are already specs of pie on the book cover

I found something poolside worthy hiding behind a row of Cheesehead wedges and rubble of Badger memorabilia, so I may eat my way through this series if the first one is good, mmm, summer reading. 

Sunday, July 1, 2018

Cheers

I might not be the beer drinker I once was, but I still appreciate a good pour and a lively toast so here's hoping the neighborhood fireworks don't keep you up too late, you keep your fingers, hands, and face and the heat doesn't make you too irate.


Here's to a good pour, a back door and a cool floor.



May we get what we want, may we get what we need, but never may we get what we deserve.



May you be in heaven an hour before the devil knows you're dead (for my dad and The Irish Aunts, which would make a great name for a band).



One pitcher for the four of us giving thanks there are no more of us.

Friday, June 29, 2018

Cacophony (In Black and White)

One person's delight is another person's, "Shuddup!"
I find this especially true with the upcoming holiday aka your neighbors will be shooting off fireworks at 2 am starting this weekend until sometime after Labor Day.


Monday, June 25, 2018

Surprise Sunset

I don't remember seeing any kind of sunlight last week so imagine my surprise when I looked up from my drink (Sprecher Cream Soda) and saw this.






Sunday, June 24, 2018

Pizza Boxes and Mom

I couldn't leave little cuz with that hilarious monochrome scowl on his face so here are a few a follow-up photos taken shortly after.
We were all happy the Wisconsin Brewing Co. allows carry-ins and deliveries and someone ordered a buttload of pizza (I think it's three 14 inch pies to a buttload).
Personally, I'm in it for the music, babies and cream soda. (Seriously delectable soda, I even wrote them about it.)

Held by mommy and surrounded by pizza 



Loves that they're playing at something called, "MAMA"

Friday, June 22, 2018

What Do You Think Of All This Rain, Little Guy?

The clouds hung around today but it finally stopped raining unless you count some sprinkles on the way home from an evening with my cousins and The Jimmys.

Holding out for sprinkles

Coincidentally, sprinkles are also called, "Jimmies."

Thursday, June 21, 2018

Summer Temporarily Closed

I took a break from cleaning the storage area under the stairs—think Harry Potter without the door—to go outside yesterday.



The "Temporarily" part raises some questions.



One of my favorite beaches used to be a parking lot so I can't take the word, "Temporarily" too seriously.



I ended up near my old stomping grounds after getting stuck in an emergency vehicle jam then spit out shaken not stirred.



There were signs of flooding everywhere with mosquitos large enough to carry away bicyclists. I can't imagine what it looks like up north except I can because here are some photos.

Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Early Mid-Week Medley

It's been raining, raining, raining and I've stayed inside cleaning, cleaning, cleaning which is dull, dull, dull.
So without further adieu, here's a Dang-Its Trio medley followed by a sizzling (now I'm hungry) Madison Area Music Awards appearance. (Will be taking in The Jimmys, winner of three 2017 MAMAs—ha—soon. Does that count as "further adieu?")
Happy Tuesday, y'all!






P.S. (yet another adieu) Thanks to Darren from Photalife for reminding me that Portrait mode exists.

Friday, June 15, 2018

Gerriatric Gigolo aka Dance With Me

He was dragging babes to the dance floor while an aging blonde swayed to every song. I found the whole thing touching and amusing.


I got a being held hostage, Gomez Adams, Penny Lane vibe off these three

So, black socks and shorts have come back around then


Thanks for making me think of Leonard Cohen and leading me to this song today, Kwarkito

Wednesday, June 13, 2018

It Sounds Like Summer, Dang It

The free concert series down the way opened with the toe-tapping Dang-Its early Monday night. 


The mostly country foursome filled the pre-twilight air with classic country, a bit of blues and a rippling of folk. I seemed to have misplaced the steel guitarist.


Ah, there he is. It looked like rain with an unfriendly glare behind the band at the Warner Park shelter. And finding good lighting was difficult due to my reluctance to get out of my chair (except to take the photo below).


The kid is watching canine theater while granny has doubts about the little Shih Poo.


Meet Bruno and his dance partner. Who's a big ol' bruiser, who is?


The senior centric crowd sang along while the smell of brats beckoned. Mmm, can you smell them? I didn't take any photos because I was in my chair, remember.


And some of us got tired before the sun went down.

Saturday, June 9, 2018

Jellyfish

I took my mother for a check-up and couldn't remember the word, "jellyfish" while we were looking at the waiting room fish tank.


This kid happily walked up to the tank and told us it what it was. 


Coincidentally they gave my mother a memory test and let's just say she got impatient with their questions. It did not end well for the residents but gave me a larf.

Friday, June 8, 2018

Legs

Although I was late to the bloomin' party, blossoms piled like snowflakes at the Longenecker Gardens. And out of the light appeared this skinny pair of guy legs.



Tuesday, June 5, 2018

A Little Tipsy

I expected this shed to slide into the water while dining at the Anchor in Newville today. The Anchor is on the Rock River with tempting steak sandwiches and burgers with respectable curds and an ab fab view.

Wheeee, splash

This Naughty Mermaid was a little too naughty so I pasted on a basket of delicious cheese curds

A beer called, "Foggy Geezer" by Warpigs Brewing was pretty intriguing

Bluegill & Eggs and a Pancake Pier?

Sunday, June 3, 2018

Mandatory Glass Building Photo

Although I gave up caffeine (many times) and coffee doesn't like me I still want one when I see it. There's something about Monday morning and watching someone drink from a coffee cup that triggers my bean brain. Good thing I found out ice cream also wakes me up. I think it wakes me up so I can have more ice cream.

She probably spends $50 bucks a week on coffee which explains the tupperware

It might taste like bone, liver and butt, but Frosty Paws is Bob's Starbucks

Saturday, June 2, 2018

Oil Change

One of my favorite quick stops along the back way to Devil's Lake is the bottom of a private driveway loaded with gas station memorabilia. I guess the people who own them like the way they look and so do I.


Thursday, May 31, 2018

Mono Blooms

The spring went from snowstorm to 90 in the blink of an eye which is how fast the flowering trees and bushes change in the UW Arboretum. I took this photo the first week of May and bet everything has grown almost beyond recognition by now. I better load up on the DEET before I go back.

They have no idea how many critters are watching them 

Tuesday, May 29, 2018

One Fish, Two Fish

So many towns around here love a large fiberglass fish, the most famous being the giant musky at the Fresh Water Fishing Hall of Fame & Museum in Hayward, WI. At least I'm guessing it's made of fiberglass because it was made in Sparta by the FAST Corporation and the "F" stands for fiberglass.

I know catfish get huge, but can you imagine?

Hayward is best described as being, "way the hell up there" unless of course you're already way the hell up there. I haven't been to Sparta since I was in my pie making phase and would hit their bike trail tunnels to stay cool. Ah, youth, a time when you'd drive two hours to ride a bike instead of just turning off the oven or using that gas money to buy a fan. (I'd love to illustrate someone riding a bike with pies cooling in each hand, if only I could draw.)

Sunny The Sunfish

Sparta is 120 miles away and how I ever made it that far in the heaps of leaking junk I drove is beyond me. I  had to keep a thick rag in the car back then because I needed to spray ether in the carburetor to get it going, and then they'd start on fire.

Out of the sun on the Upper Mississippi Wildlife Fish Refuge in Onalaska. A great place to cool pies?

None of these photos are from Sparta or Hayward although now I want to visit the FAST Corporation and maybe offer to build them a better website. A shout-out to Seth from Highway Highlights who wrote about FAST's roadside attraction fiberglass graveyard and gave me another idea for a day trip.

Monday, May 28, 2018

On The Ferry

We took the Merrimac Ferry over to Boo today and I thought about how much fun it was to make friends in the seven minutes it takes to get to the other side.


Floppy puppy kisses! Whoseagoodgirlwhois?


I believe this was the only time I opened the car window today (besides at A&W where I highly recommend the fish sandwich which you wouldn't think, but yes, we both loved it).


 It got up to 93 or possibly 1000˚ degrees today, who knows. I went from my underground parking to my mother's underground parking and we drove in air conditioning. Notice she's got a jacket on her lap. 


The local weather has now added smoke effects to their forecast.  And did they want the weather guy's forehead to be that shiny?


Why do I always seem to post while I'm watching the weather? And did he just call a possible 77˚ weekend, "chilly."


Let's see that pup one more time.

Saturday, May 26, 2018

Too Darn Hot

It's too hot for color.

A lovely spring day on the Mississippi River


Still "spring" but the word has lost all meaning (when digital images melt)