Wacky Waving Wednesday

If it's raining it means it's not snowing. And although that's not guaranteed, I think posting pics of this Wacky Waving Inflatable Arm Flailing Shoebox Man may finally bring us spring and keep up the 40˚ heat wave.

What the what?

Doing the wacky waving snow shoo boogaloo

Is that King Kong on the roof?

Exit, stage left, I mean right.

Heavens to Murgatroyd, I feel drained and all sepia toned. Sepia Tony would be a good name for a band

Is it cruel to put me outside a shoe store when I have no feet?

For a good time stop by Sandee's Tuesday Fun.

No Matter How You Look At It

It's still cold. A new season for you, JSG, "Sprinter."

And Then

It was six below zero somewhere in Wisconsin that wasn't here today.
They got over a foot of snow in Door County on Tuesday although their welcome page says Sail Into Springtime.
Good thing they drink a lot up north. I think this weather calls for a drinking game played with Leinie's and 70s style shooters, every time the weatherman says, "blustery," "unseasonably cold" or "abnormal," drink.
I'm watching local news as I type and the other newscasters are telling the weatherman, "That's okay, Gary, it's not your fault."

It Snowed (all Gary's fault)

Post Easter Godfather Reference and Voting Day

I hope you voted if you had elections today no matter what the weather. Ours belongs back in February with my oversized coat and spiked hot chocolate.

We voted for WI Supreme Court Justice, Court of Appeals and Circuit Court Judges, one of which I actually knew something about. Also whether to eliminate the State Treasurer. I mean the position, not the person although the person himself says to eliminate him I mean it. And I got to write in a guy named Mike for a position nobody wanted, so, fun.

Vote Mike

Later at The Shoebox where I did not donate my winter boots

Whoever told you dogs like this weather was lying

Two days earlier at my mother's where I tried to tell her what leaving the heat at 89˚ would do to buttercream frosting

Luca Brasi says, "Hello."

Belgian chocolate cake pops, also at risk of melting in my mother's apt

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