twiddly fingers

no smart ass entry for me...no reflections...just some pondering...as in...what the heck will it look like this time next week?

vote.

pretty please.

with a voter registration card on top.

Seek and Ye Shall Find...

when it comes to a quick reference tool employed to win a bet, search for a recipe, research etymology, perform minor surgeries at home, or to fix your toilet...google is the place. quick. easy. and when it doubt....thanks to mr. k....i just advise "google that shit!"

p.s. that cat looks like a vampire out of salem's lot.

Kitchen Closed

...yeah, um...that's not my cat. That is however, my kitchen. And this is why the kitty door goes 'hasta la bye bye'.

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Pass.

Spent a fine afternoon making the trek to Mossbrae Falls in Dunsmuir. On the way up I received word that an old friend had passed away this morning - spent the rest of the drive thinking about him and the circumstances (which as of yet, I still do not know), thinking about the friends I will see next weekend when we gather. Got to the train tracks in Dunsmuir and began our walk...and we walked, and we walked...we walked past the trail to the falls. We walked on for another 1/2 mile or so and figured since there was no one else behind us any longer - was a sign that we had missed the trail. Walking back from the falls...my head down in many thoughts...concentrating on each step so as not to fall on the shale....I passed another person I knew...but it didn't register until after the fact....and the one thing, that seemed so obvious...and inevitable was the passing of a train...which never came.

Throw Ya Hands Up!

...or your decorated dollar bills...

Bubba Thrashers is a great little (newish) watering hole here in Redding. The owners are very friendly and some of the patrons may feel so inclined as to grab the guitar behind the antique cash register and play some tunes if the mood strikes. The decor is funky and while not complete - feel free to bring in something you'd like to contribute to the atmosphere. My friend might bring in her son's snowboard that is split down the middle (damn trees, rocks, or whatever it was!).

Salud!

-a

a shout out for clearing the air

today was one of those days that irritability had me in it's clutches....for no reason that presented itself to me on a conscious level...my week has been great, the day at hand - jim dandy. i was irritated with other drivers but not enough to bring the mood down...but just enough...

just enough to (yes, while driving), let out a holler at the top of my lungs for several seconds. there. poof-da! gone. just like that. it felt really good i have to say.

hoooooooooooooooo-ya!

vanity

...enjoying nice conversation with a man at oktoberfest yesterday...man mentions that he has a 1974 norton bike he hasn't started to restore. i chime in "'74...great year". man looks at me somewhat puzzled (but i can see the pieces rapidly clicking into place). "so, uh, why was it a great year...?" i was born in '74. i order another ipa and excuse myself for a sec. when i return, '74 norton' was on to other prospects...which while i was relieved, i also thought..."74, really, was he that surprised??

-alpha hydroxy