Holiday Weekend Eats

All I need is an edible fish fry on Good Friday and an adorable lamb cake for Easter.
Yesterday's fish fry place had free popcorn which my mother seemed to enjoy more than the fish or chips. She mostly couldn't get over all the wine corks on the wall.
Full disclosure, my 93-year-old Italian Catholic mother got a scrumptious burger with fried onions instead of fish and begrudgingly sampled mine.

What is this nonsense?

We'll call this "Twelve Years of Catholic School"

Maaaay Ewe Have A Happy Easter!

Last Minute Cat Rat Photo

I had to post this after seeing Sandee's Feline Friday entry. It's a throwaway shot but Dexter is laser-focused and made me laugh. I think this remote control rat might be more fun for me than him.
A happy Saturday's Critters and Camera-Critters before Easter to you all too. May your Easter bunnies bring you eggs or chocolate or rats or chocolate rats.

What fresh hell is this?

Because Squirrels Used To Steal My Socks Near A Garage Like This

Given the state of my apartment, I shouldn't talk but is that garage adding to the overall aesthetic of the property? Or maybe it's the best thing about the place. I bet there's a sweatshop of squirrels doing something shifty with lost socks in that garage (I have my reasons).

Furry Fans

Handsome Bob shares a name with one of the greatest players the game has ever seen so I can only assume he's a fan. Plus he watches baseball with me until he falls asleep after a few beers I mean innings.

Roberto Clementi (sic)

Sassy aka Farty McBeezer posed for me in Dodger blue so she's not only a good girl but a good sport

Play Ball

Not sure if this a foul pole or first base, but less than 48 hours to go until the start of the season. All MLB teams are playing on Thursday which is the first time that's happened on opening day since 1968.
He can't hit he can't hit he can't hit, swwwing batter.

DOH!

This was waiting for me when I came out of Shopko today. I had a flashback to when I was 14 and stole some makeup from the downtown Woolworths. I saw them when I went in and thought, "Too bad I don't have my camera, wonder if the place is being robbed." 

But I had my tough camera in my purse and snapped some shots on the way out. It was set on black and white which turned out to be fitting. A cute cop immediately came up to me and said, "Just taking some pictures, huh?"
I showed him the camera and asked what was going on. He said, "Nothing."
Dang, I never thought a pocket camera could be mistaken for something else, maybe I should have gotten blue instead of maybe-someone-overreacting-would-mistake-this-for-a-gun-black.
Two of the three cop cars followed me down two long streets to the Beltline and then some for good measure. It could have gone very differently.

Something odd happened with this photo, cropped and using the noir filter in Photos

Cropped and saved in Elements, I think I like the weird one better

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

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?

Sprung

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

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

Drive-Thru

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

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.

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

Warming Trend

Fingers Crossed.

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?"

Hanging Out With Blue Pepino

Just waiting to spring ahead while hanging out with Bob and Blue Pepino. (Red Pepino had some gambling debts and was never heard from again.)
I got this little lambswool mouse from a hardware store and it's the Rat Boys' oldest and most special toy. Who knows how many times this raggy ol' thing has been washed and sewn back together (the plush toy not the posh dog).
Rage on, Blue Pepino, rage on.

It's your move, mouse

Comic Relief

I was creeping myself out with all that talk of Ed Gein and Ed Sheeran so thought I'd post a picture of Dexter and his daddy from a year ago today.
Dexter was dropped off one more time a few weeks after this and has been here ever since.

One Year Ago: Put me in that carrier again and it's the last thing you'll do

Yesterday: Worked at the door until he got it open then got stuck

Slightly Haunted

These grounds are said to be haunted and not just by a preponderance of state workers. I've come across some of the most haunting sunsets there but according to these rumors and possible connections, exhumed bodies and Ed Gein's ghost are a few reasons spirits roam the land.
Ed Gein is one of Wisconsin's most infamous serial killers, right up there with Jeffrey Dahmer. Fun fact, when I looked up who was worse Ed Gein or Jeffrey Dahmer I got who was worse Ed Sheeran or Jeffery Dahmer. Despite Ed Sheeran's horrific Game of Thrones performance, I'd say Dahmer.

Midnight Snack

Missing: One Tuna Fish Sandwich.

Olli and the Godfather

I've been under the weather since I took this photo of Little Rat on my Godfather's lap Thursday. They've been sick over there for a month but I thought I'd make it through the winter without breaking the seal on my NyQuil.
Just when you thought you were out, they pull you back in. Cough, cough, don't forget the cannoli!

You gonna eat the rest of that *gabadigool?

*Gabagool is an Italian pork chop, my family calls it, "Gabadigool."

Riding The Pillow

After another night of nonstop crazy cat then a much needed time out Dexter dreams of the open road. Vrrrrooom.

CC, CC Rider, I said see, what you have done

P.S. This is the location I got when I typed in "The open road."

Banneret

Guarding his flooded kingdom.

Please don't call me, "Rusty."