Fuzzy City Blues

You do your best but you just can’t get this camera to work.  Actually, it works fine but you just don’t know how to use it.  And then you just don’t know what to do and you cry.

January 13 2016 evening

And then the printer jambs and then you run out of paper and then you run out of time and this is the result.  Fuzzy city.  I was after the cloud, hit the switch, blasted away but I should have had the camera on the tripod.  The lonely cloud.  It liked it here and decided to hang around as long as possible.  The only cloud in town.

Sunrise on the Tantalus
Sunrise on the Tantalus

Tantalizing.  The “Tantalus” range in dawn glow from the upper deck.  An art print.  That’s “Alpha” over there.  Or maybe it’s over there.  “Serratus” we all know, is where?  And I forget the other one.  Fill out your card and drop it in the slot.  We’ll get this thing sorted out.  Let’s see.  It was “Alpha”, “Serratus” and and and…

I’m sharpening the steel tonight.  I’m lousy at it.  You know, with the sharpener thing?  What’s it called?  The steel round thing that’s been machined at the factory and it’s your knife sharpener?  No?  Wasn’t cheap, either.

I don’t know where this month went but I hope it keeps going.  Not a huge fan of winter these days.  Fact is I know what I’ve been doing.  I figured it out.  Hibernating.  Sure.  Like a bear.

You make the necessary cuts.  You cut and cut and cut again.  Until there’s nothing left.  They cooked the meat and called it dinner.

vp-us-lc-library-roof-ratIt’s how it works, but that does nothing to address the problem of the roof rat, or whatever it is, that keeps digging our spring bulbs out of their pots here on the upper deck and eating them.  Rattus rattus.  Exactly.  This rat’s gotta go.

It’s destroying spring and spring’s not even here yet.  I wish it was.  The roof rat comes by night.  We threw some netting over the pots but Master Rattus came back and dug into one that wasn’t covered.  That’s initiative for you.  I think there’s a trap on its way for this customer.


Dennis Fast

Great shots just released.  Did you see this?

Dennis Fast









Dennis Fast  Caught up with this via the The Daily Mail  What was I doing messing around with The Daily Mail?  Not sure.

Ursus maritimus will play in the fireweed then come and rip your guts out.  That’s the beauty of nature and the beauty of the interwebs.  Two days ago I hadn’t even heard of Mr. Fast.  Beautiful work.

Christmas Crinkle II

This is better than Lesley Stowe.  What’s become of you, Lesley?  Lesley Stowe  There you are.  Crinkles come in these long, slender packages 25 to a box.  You know.  The forest green box with the cellophane cover so you can look in there and see what’s going on with these round, cracker-looking things.

They’re like crackers but they’re not crackers.  They’re “Crinkles”.  Christmas crinkles.  Mostly they’re pretty good but occasionally they’ll snap back and make you wonder why you ever dreamed of buying another package of these darn things. You always do.

December 20.  “I don’t know what it reminds me of, but it reminds me of something.  Do you have it?  Its green.”

December 21.  News Item.  “I didn’t want to talk to him and he didn’t want to talk to me.  Fair enough.  Both busy as all.  Putin’s like a child that you just can’t hate.  Is he a bad fit for his electorate?  Of course, but he’s your child and you have to take care.  So that’s a good thing.  Here’s the flashlight.  And here’s the batteries, Mr. Putin.”

DSCN0557 Going strong into the Christmas crinkles and you realize.  Still a guilty pleasure if you have the patience.  Understanding.  Patience.  Resolve.  Staying power.  Patience.  You can do it.  How long has Charlie Sheen been wearing a wig?  It’s re-runs.  Here it is again for another year.

I never thought of this before.  One of my dearest friends was born on the shortest day of the year.  Suddenly, like about two minutes ago, this hits me like a hammer-blow.  It must explain everything.  But it doesn’t unlock the mystery of friendship.  We can live with that.IMAG1493

I love these cards.  It’s like when you’re a kid.  We got this one Friday.  Getting cards isn’t what it used to be.  It looks like people are sending them less.  They’ve moved on now to using social media as a substitute for communication, so there’s been that change.

“I found everything I wanted,” I said to the sales associate at the point-of-sale this afternoon.  I didn’t have to say anything, but this just blurted out.  If you have the time to take your time it can put a smile on the face of the person processing your method of payment.

I haven’t shopped here for a while but the selection is better than ever.  I was impressed by that last week which is why I came back.



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