Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Monday, April 29, 2013
As if to say, "Honey, I'm home."
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Maybe if I wore my 'paperbag' all would be right in the world, and I might consume my delicious Eggs Benedict in peace.
And yes, I do have some peculiar eating habits.
And no, I'm not at liberty to share them with you, at this point in our relationship.
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Saturday, April 27, 2013
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Friday, April 26, 2013
Thursday, April 25, 2013
So, got a big job, like the below-surface scrapping of this vessel, dry-docked off of Commercial Street?
Double your work time. It'll ease your pain.
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Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Some images are frozen in time.
This clock has read 'five minutes after Five' for many, many years.
... and I thought time never stopped.
Sometimes, stoppage would be a good thing.
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Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Will I ever forget it? Probably not.
It was a Friday night ritual, a bag of bar-b-que chips, a Pepsi and some TV. My two favorite shows were "Highway Patrol", with Dan Matthews as Broderick Crawford driving around solving highway dramas and signing off with the classic 10-4 and "The Life of Riley", featuring William Bendix as the bumbling riveter Chester A. Riley. Both of these shows, staples of early television viewing here in the states, kept me glued to the idiot box and out of Mom's hair on Friday nights. By the way, Elenka will love this bit of movie trivia. Mr. Crawford's mom was a small time actress but had an important role in one of her all time favorite movies. She was Madge in TopHat with the dancing fool, Fred Astaire.
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Monday, April 22, 2013
You're right. It doesn't take much to get me get my attention.
And, by the way, I don't hug 'em, but I like 'em... a lot!
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Sunday, April 21, 2013
Navy Yard Door
Thursday, Donna, her aunt Georgette, Donna's friend Sylvia and I spent the day in Boston. Georgette is 83, doesn't look a day over 60 and lives in a beautiful elderly housing project located in the old Boston Navy Yard. I've driven by the Navy Yard quite a few times, but never stopped to walk among the buildings. Walking around I couldn't help but wish Dad was walking along side me. He would have been in his own little world, pointing out this building and that. Detailing information and the history of the old forge and its companion buildings scattered about the yard would have brought enjoyment to him. I can hear him now, rattling off details and dates, that would mean so much to him but little to me. If I ever would have asked him if he'd like to join us riding the T and taking a tour of the Isabella Gardiner Museum, he would have been howling with a big grin from ear to ear!
"This is my museum!" He would have reminded me , and that would have been coming from a WWII cavalry vet. Georgette is quite a feisty broad, and she kept us smiling all day. I was so happy to finally meet her. She was great fun! But I had to chuckle one more time late in the day, as we walked the North End leaving Nico's Italian Wine Bar.
Donna asked me, "If he was still alive would they make a good couple?"
"Ya, I answered, "if she was thirty years younger!"
You see, along with his red Cobra Mustang, Dad had an affinity for the young ladies late in life.
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Saturday, April 20, 2013
It would be gone for all eternity!
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Friday, April 19, 2013
Yesterday, I spent the day celebrating my sister-in-law D's birthday in Boston, riding the the T, visiting the Isabella Gardiner Museum, tasting wine in the Northend at Nico's, and taking in the spring-like temperatures that the city offered. Walking along the nearby campuses of Wentworth Institute, Northeastern University an Simmons College and seeing undergraduates throwing frisbees and practicing lacrosse along city streets was such a far cry from the goings on in Boston this morning.
Today, Elenka and I celebrate our 38th anniversary separated by many miles but always together.
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Thursday, April 18, 2013
If you checked out the title of this post, you've got a pretty good clue.
I was sitting at a table at Crema, a local coffee shop on Commercial Street, the other morning, and this contraption was hanging near my feet. The shop is in an old warehouse along the water. I like it, because even on a Sunday morning, it's open early at 7 AM. Ok, let's get the suspense over with right now. They're weights that allow a nearby, large metal door to open and close.
If you listen carefully, can't you just hear the faint echoes of the Band's The Weight in the distance?
"I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' about half past dead..."
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Wednesday, April 17, 2013
"Those feet of yours are growing and inch a day!"
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Tuesday, April 16, 2013
I'm on my own this week. It's just me and the cats on holiday. Don't worry though; I've got plenty of things to occupy my hours. As you might imagine, a trip to the Isabella Stewart Gardiner Museum in Boston, scheduled for Thursday, is up in the air at this point, but I'll have plenty to do otherwise. Nothing big and serious, mind you, but I'll be occupying my time. A bit of business I hope to get out of the way is learning how to tie my bow ties by myself. I don't wear them to work every day, but I do like the trendy look. Note: my love of cowboys and paisley can be seen in most. Yes, I do rely on a couple of youtube videos, but practice, practice, practice is the key... even with laughter in the background. Right now, Elenka is my backup system, so I know her fingers are crossed in Oviedo, as I type these words.
So, this week I do hope to 'tie one on'; hopefully with no hangover involved.
So, this week I do hope to 'tie one on'; hopefully with no hangover involved.
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Monday, April 15, 2013
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Sunday, April 14, 2013
Weathered Ash Bucket
payment to me
headed to Logan
should have mentioned
pie in face
all three qualified
dress up as best
i have 36
seen the movie
go with what's there
enter to win
coffee at crema
enjoy this time
might lose one
here and there
thank the kids
any of you ever been
is there anyway
today is a big day
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Saturday, April 13, 2013
It's not this bad.
We did get a cover of sleet and some light snow. The yard is white now, but it should be back to grass by tomorrow. This image was taken just down the road about a month ago in the midst of a light snowfall.
You like white?
Take it all in.
Savor it one last time.
Drink it all up.
You better not be seeing this much whiteness on this blog until November.
Viva la green!
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Friday, April 12, 2013
Ain't life grand?
btw Here's Elenka finished work of 'snow on the Hill'. Thought it would be perfect for today.
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Thursday, April 11, 2013
This is the backside of stately home nearby. Seen from the main drag , it's a beauty. The rear view shows some want for attention. Replacing a clapboard here, trashing those shaky shutters and throwing some white paint across this backside would be Dr. Birdman's prescription for repair, at least at first glance. No major surgery needed a this time, maybe a little touch of TLC might be just what this doctor would order.
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Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Get the buzz?
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Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Hot! Hot! Hot!
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Monday, April 8, 2013
By the way, Mad Men returned last night. Don't call me at 9 PM Sundays.
I really don't want to broach this subject, but did I see Heidi Klum in a commercial last night as Mrs. Robinson from the Graduate? Was she sexily hawking a bourbon, triple cheese burger?
Maybe I'll give TV another shot.
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Sunday, April 7, 2013
Ya, I'm busy, but from time to time, I need to fill 2-3 moments of idle time. How about you?
Do you have any innocent games you play to fill fleeting minutes... that you would reveal?
Beware the snickers!
And I'm not talking milk chocolate and tasty peanuts here.
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Saturday, April 6, 2013
Also, I'd say if you're going to wade into this text, beware. Beyond the photos and the fun, it's dense.
After all, McLuhan was a great fan of James Joyce!
ps. This gal on the cover of the book(an the album here) would certainly grab a passer-by's attention. It caught my eye again and shot me back to a Western New York campus for a bit.
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Friday, April 5, 2013
I'm not a big colored pencil guy. My life with crayons though goes way back. Each Christmas, one of the special treats curled up in our stockings, 'hung by the chimney with care' was finding a new coloring book and a box Crayola's best. Coloring books all had themes. Ours were no different. Some years they were all about Christmas, but cowboys and indians, trucks and cars, wild animals in the jungle and scenes depicting the seasons were also popular choices of Santa. Opening that fresh box of crayons was an event I aways looked forward to. The perfectly formed colored points and the delicious aroma that issued forth are memories I still hold true.
To tell you the truth, the smell of a lead pencil, colored or not, was troubling to me. It still is today.
These days I pay homage to the pen a lot, but...
Viva the crayon!
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Thursday, April 4, 2013
There's a logging operation going on on Rt. 25. Tree harvesters, skidders and dozers have been busy at work cutting and removing trees for a week now. It's a pretty big operation. These are the hoses running off one of the large harvesters. The trees look to be mostly spruce, so this would indicate to me that they are removing the trees to clear the way for some excavation work and not for any hardwood harvesting. As I said, the area has frontage on 25, so housing or commercial usage seems to be the best bet. The housing market seems to be turning around, the Markets continue to push upwards. These continued upturns really must have the economic doom-sayers in a real funk. We're not out of the woods yet, after all I've never ever implied I was any kind of economist, but I am an optimist. Like one of these gargantuan cruise ships, it takes a while to turn it around.
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Wednesday, April 3, 2013
"Look up. Look down. Look at my thumb. Gee, you're dumb!"
I was just about ready to start sing-songing this little ditty from childhood, when I caught my shadow in front of me. I thought for a moment it was leading me on. Leading me to a photograph I might use the following day. I ran it by my two resident critics in such matters. I usually do when I'm in a sort of bind. They both resounded with big NOs. Ok, I digress a bit. I need some help from all the grammarians out there. What is the acceptable plural of 'no'? Is it nos? Noes? Or is it, can it actually be no's? In various dictionaries and grammar guides, I find all three acceptable choices. Can it be? I await your answers or guesses.
Back to my two editors. They both said use it, but not for theme day. So there you have it. I went against their wishes and rolled the dice. My theme day photo of the 'roadway in snow' was my choice, and one that I really like. Based on the comments received, many of my friends out there in the blogosphere did also.
But forget that, I need to know the answer to my grammatical inquiry.
Nos, Noes, No's or other choices????? Which would you use?
Don't make me go consult my Strunk and White's Elements of Style... or Grammar Girl!
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Tuesday, April 2, 2013
This glass shop, closed for the season, caught my eye. A time for reflection.
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Monday, April 1, 2013
Theme Day: Pedestrian
I still think I took a creative leap and landed pretty well.
What do you think?
Hey I'd like a pedestrian to try to attempt a crossing here.
They might have better odds on the RMS Titanic!
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