Monday, December 31, 2012
Till then my friends, have a wonderful celebrated night. We'll be here watching a little football, a lot of Twilight Zone reruns and eating our traditional New Year Eve's fare: shrimp cocktail, filiet mignon, scallops, baked potatoes, a bottle of Asti and leftover Christmas pumpkin cheese cake.
Goodbye 2012 and all it brought. Hello to 2013 and all it holds for us!
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Sunday, December 30, 2012
We had about 4 more inches yesterday, and I was out and about. I really don't mind driving in it either, as long as I've got my 4 wheel drive to rely on. I don't consider it painful at all. I sort of consider it a challenge to maneuver my way around the city and get to where I'm going. When the guy reporting on the news is saying, "If you don't have to travel, don't. Stay where you are." That's when my palms start itching. Drives Elenka crazy! Of course, the biggest impediment to my traveling these days isn't 'wild' radio exaggerations, the blizzard conditions outside, or even the threat of an accident. No, no, no! The biggest of roadblocks is the continuing escalation of the price at the pump. Creeping, creeping, creeping. Up! Even when the price of a barrel of petroleum on the world market drops, the numbers at my local gas station tick up. This marquee, on Pine Street at 3.36, advertises one of the cheapest respites in the city. It's always nice to come upon an oasis like this, so you can feed your camel.
No rant today. I'll leave it at this. I'm gassed!
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Saturday, December 29, 2012
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Friday, December 28, 2012
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Thursday, December 27, 2012
That simple gift started me down this photography road, and I am forever grateful for that!
Ok, everybody SMILE!
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Wednesday, December 26, 2012
I guess you could say that there is 'no room at the inn'.
I say, "Long live Tinsel in all its shining glory!"
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Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Big day for us today. We have 12 over for family, stories, toasts, dinner and lots of laughter! And now that I think about it--- they'll be liberal and healthy chunks of sesame street, woodstock, potter and a lot of the cuckoo's nest in evidence, if history plays any part of this gathering.
ps. It's official! It's 7:42 AM, and it's snowing steadily outside our back windows! In the true Sesame Street tradition, can you say White Christmas? I KNOW you can!
Enjoy the day, however you observe it. Merry Christmas to all. Peace.
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Monday, December 24, 2012
"The stockings were hung..."
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night."
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Sunday, December 23, 2012
Spider and the Fly
Sittin' thinkin' sinkin' drinkin
Wondering what I'd do when I'm through tonight
Smoking moping, maybe just hopin
Some little girl will pass on by
Don't wanna be alone but I love my girl at home
I remember what she said
She said, "My, my, my don't tell lies, keep fidelity in your head
My my my, don't tell lies. When you're done you should go to bed
Don't say hi, like a spider to a fly
Jump right ahead and you're dead"
Sit up, fed up, low down go round
Down to the bar at the place I'm at
Sitting drinking, supereficially thinking
About the rinsed-out blonde on my left
Then I said, "hi" like a spider to a fly
Remebering what my little girl said
She was common, flirty, she looked about thirty
I would have run away but I was on my own
She told me later she's a machine operator
She said she liked the way I held the microphone
I said my, my, like the spider to the fly
Jump right ahead in my web
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Saturday, December 22, 2012
Table, Chair, Frame
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Friday, December 21, 2012
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Thursday, December 20, 2012
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Wednesday, December 19, 2012
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Tuesday, December 18, 2012
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Monday, December 17, 2012
Butterfly in Snow
Where do butterflies go when they die?
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Sunday, December 16, 2012
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Saturday, December 15, 2012
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Friday, December 14, 2012
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Thursday, December 13, 2012
Hoist one for the sun on the bricks!
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Wednesday, December 12, 2012
"You're a mean one Mr. Grinch..."
Happy Holidays from the City of Portland!
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Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Ho, Ho, Ho!
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Monday, December 10, 2012
Happy Hanukkah to all!
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Sunday, December 9, 2012
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Saturday, December 8, 2012
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Friday, December 7, 2012
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Thursday, December 6, 2012
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Wednesday, December 5, 2012
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Tuesday, December 4, 2012
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Monday, December 3, 2012
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Sunday, December 2, 2012
You betcha. I've got lots of old ideas. You want some? I won't even charge a penny for my thoughts. And ya, it's been out awhile, this 'new' CD. So, even old ideas start to age. Birdman's old CD? Here are my old ideas and then some.
This morning, I'm rockin' to these hits...
chinese checkers providing a break from a black and red board
a crystal radio set hanging on an icy roof
uncle wiggily game board was hour-filling
wooden pickup sticks and tinker toys covered our livingroom floor
author playing cards reinforcing a love of books
jacob ladders hanging in my hand
a diving sub baking soda filled, found in a cereal box
taking out frustrations on a bozo bop bag
down the street a light-up santa hung on the door through december
mom's glass ornaments always a hit
tinsel trailing a cat's butt
nana's log cabin incense burner and gumball tree
millie's ribbon candy
loved licorice flavored pipes and black jack gum
gumby and pokey toys in small hands
tv trays were always shaky but fun
manual typewriters took through to college
viewmasters rushed a kid around the world
weather sticks and the colorful bottled water foretold my weather
hot water bottles were hugged in bed
secretly gobbled skybars, turkish taffy and chuckles candies
a foldable travel alarm clock helped make it on time
red clip-on suspenders
tall gum boots with sweaty socks inside
father johns meds kept boys well
english leather cologne for my teen admirers
cold double-edged razors, icy in the morning
slinkies tripping on the stairs
colorful, christmas tree bubble lights warm to the touch
stinky, black pf flyers were way too cool
colored jets cereal soaked with pink milk
and on, and on and on some more
hey leonard cohen,
I've got plenty more too
ps. I hear my billboard is coming soon!
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Saturday, December 1, 2012
Theme Day: My Street
It's not panic city yet.
Yes, this is my street. No, this photo wasn't taken yesterday, but it does give you a 'seasonal flavor' of what life can look like in January in southern Maine on 'my street'.
Today, December 1, 2012, is Theme Day across the CDP community(citydailyphotoblog) and today's image reveals a quick, wintery look at 'my street'.
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