Hosers

Hey, Hosehead. Take off.
A fundraiser for the New Glarus Fire Department.

And on the opposite side of the street, this.

Garbage Looks Better In Black & White

I remember my mother tsk tsking the sight of full trash bins from La Fete de Marquette shortly after her birthday. She said something like, "In my 93 years I've never seen such garbage." (She just turned 92.) These are the kind of photos you get when neither of you wants to get out of the car.

Parking was in a galaxy far, far away

And speaking of not getting out of the car, I took this photo leaning out of the window in a Culvers parking lot

Unintentional Corn

If June is Dairy Month (it is) then August is Sweet Corn Month. Although I've gotten plenty of sweet corn in the last few weeks it isn't enough and the grocery store selection is picked over and pathetic. My last post was about my mother and I getting lost while looking for a corn stand. The best place for sweet corn was closed for "ripening" (although they had signs along the road) so we went wandering south in the hopes of finding fresh-that-day sweet corn. We didn't, we got meat and ice cream instead.

I don't have any photos of vegetable stands teeming with corn, but I noticed some corn fields in the background of other shots. And after whining about it for the last few days, my cousin got me a counter full of corn from Shelly's farm wagon in Evansville.
Let the sweet corn consumption commence with the quality of corn rising. The Quality of Corn Rising would make a great name for a band.

Lodi

Fitchburg

So many in the area have been affected by flooding

Stoneman's was closed for what now?

Children of the Sun

I'm burnt out from all the sunshine and fun this week. Right now I'm feasting on Ruef's apple brats and taking a short break. Getting lost until I came across this UFO yesterday was the last bit of merriment I could handle.
So here's a song about the sun and aliens that my cousin and I—who never agreed on music—both liked back in 1979. I was ecstatic when it popped up in the second season of Fargo.
Mmmm, the whole place smells like sizzling apple bratwurst.

UFOs make great points of reference

Love is a Superman ice cream cone across from the pool on a sunny day

This 92-year-old kid claims she no longer eats sweets

You Gonna Eat Your Tots?

On my first trip to the Breese Stevens Field Bodega, I experienced a nerve rackingly insane search for parking, then walked on heavenly green turf making me wonder if one of A THOUSAND ^%&*ing cars running stop signs and driving like #@*holes had actually hit me.

You can watch Napoleon Dynamite and eat tots all day in my heaven

Making Faces

Dexter, my guest cat, continues to amuse himself and me. It's touching that he fell in love with my dad's old beach blanket so I'm leaving it out for him.
His latest bit of mischief is trying to grab my hand as I reach for the railing going upstairs. He races past me and paws from the ledge. It's amazing how far that cat can reach. He thinks it's Hi larious and I keep thinking, Richard Widmark in Kiss of Death.

A film noir dragon

Where is that yogurt?

It's Almost Wednesday

So here's a picture of a guy playing a guitar in front of some geraniums.

Playing for Spotted Cow and Landjaegers in New Glarus

Fire Fire Fire Fire

A huhhuhhuh, cool, huhhuh. Fire, fire, fire, fire.

A challenging set, if anyone has tips on shooting outdoor fire juggling in partly sunny weather please let me know. 

I'm Thinking Lon Chaney's Phantom of the Opera

Bob aka Roberto Clementi aka Bobby De Niro aka Bob No! aka Bob Stop It Just Stop It had a lovely photo shoot last week to celebrate the Game of Thrones premiere.
He was a good sport except for a few moments with the dog wrangler, aka his mom. Bob loves to have his picture taken and always poses nicely for me. This pose reminds me of Lon Chaney in The Phantom of the Opera and makes for a chilling black and white portrait.

"If I am the Phantom, it is because man's hatred has made me so."

Dexter Get Off The Counter or Equal Time For The Cat

My guest cat Dexter has been here several months over the last year and that boy is embedded. He took to his temporary home right away, but the longer he's here the more he discovers places he's not supposed to be. The breakfast bar and kitchen counter are absolutely off limits.
The funniest thing is that he tells me each time he crosses another forbidden place off his "To Do" list.

Dexter, get off the counter

Dexter, can you hear me?

Dexter! Do yo want me to come over there?

&*#@ cat

Because Game Of Bones Is Too Obvious And Sounds Like a Porno

The Game of Thrones premiere may have been nuthing compared to last season's finale, but the show continues to inspire. Or at least serve as an excuse to dress up dogs in costumes from the Dollar Store.

Little Rat as Lady Sansa. "And I vow that you shall always have a place by my hearth and meat and mead at my table. And a bone from my pile if my pile be so large that I know not one bone be missing."

Mr. French as the former Lord Commander of the Night's Watch. "I did what I thought was right, and I got murdered for it. And there's also the no sex thing."

Oliver Twist as Leaf. "Before the First Men came, all this land that you call Westeros was home to us, yet even in those days we were few. And yes, maybe we created some Ice Zombie along the way." 

Bob Barker as Alys Karstark. "Now and Always. Really, three lines and I share them with a 10-year-old?"