Saturday, August 27, 2016

Summer Squashing

Another banner year for squash in the garden. 


 
 
A certain Pomeranian fails to appreciate the beauty of squash.  Thus, he inserted himself into the picture.
 


His largesse didn't last long.  He soon bored of posing and sought other opportunities.
 




Doesn't that ingrate know that those home made dog cookies he so enjoys contain fresh squash?

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Late to the Olympics


I've always felt a vague indifference to the Olympics.  Don't get me wrong, the admiration due to athletes for their dedication, perseverance and hard work cannot be denied.  Still, the whole parade thing and lighting the flame thing has always left me ho hum.




Till now.




Special thanks to the American Kennel Club.

Saturday, August 13, 2016

August Blahs

All the wild raspberries and wild blackberries have been picked.  The rewards for venturing out and sweating like a horse are different than they were a month ago.




August has always been my least favorite month.  As a kid, it was because school would be starting soon.  As an adult, it is because here in southern Michigan, August is the month most likely to offer conditions closely resembling an Amazon Rainforest. 





Still, there are some pleasant things about August.  Remove the bra, wring it out, step into the cool house and from the window, watch a doe and her twin fawns scrounging for apples.





Come to think of it, I haven't had that much moisture under my top since the peak of menopausal hot flashes.  Bah.  Let's return to some nice things about August.



 



Maybe the Lake Effect goes on vacation in August to rest up before snow time.





Snow is nice. 







Happy August everybody!


 
 
 

Thursday, August 4, 2016

Pop Culture Frenzy, Round 49

Welcome once again to Pop Culture Frenzy.  Today's question takes us to Cape Cod.  They are wrapping up their annual Yarmouth Summer Celebration.  Part of the fun includes 41 sand sculptures placed all around town.



One sculpture on display in front of a popular restaurant has spawned outrage.  The main complaint is that the sculpture is offensive.
What is this offensive sculpture?
Molly?



 
Jesus?
 
 
 
Hostmaster:  incorrect.

Bryan?






Satan?
 
 
 
 
 
Hostmaster:  incorrect.
Fluffy?
 
 
 
 


Buddha?
 


Hostmaster:  incorrect.  OK.  It's not an offensive religious thing.

Cyndi?





Benjamin Franklin?
 


Hostmaster:  incorrect. 
Fluffy?
 
 
 
 
Ulyssies S Grant?
 


Hostmaster:  incorrect.
Bryan?
 
 
 
 
Plymouth Rock?
 
 


Hostmaster:  incorrect.  OK.  It has nothing to do with offensive American history.
Molly?

 
 
 
 
A squirrel?
 
 
 
 
Hostmaster:  incorrect.
Bryan?

 
 
 

A sand dollar?
 


Hostmaster:  incorrect. 
Cyndi?


 
 
 
A Black Lives Matter protester?
 
 


Hostmaster:  incorrect.
Fluffy?




A police officer?
 



Hostmaster:  incorrect.  Must I give you a hint?!


 
 
 
Let's just go eat.
 

 
 
 
First, let's just go to the beach and
 build an offensive sand sculpture
 of Hostmaster.
 
 
 
 
 
 

I need a potty break.

 
 
Hostmaster:  sigh.  It was a buxom mermaid.  Her large breasts shocked some folks.




 
This is just another example of objectifying women.

 
 
 
 
Mermaids are mythical creatures, not women.


 
 
 
It makes sense that mermaids
have big boobs for buoyancy.


 
 
 
Where do mermaids go to the bathroom?
 




This round is over. 
Here's the story on Sandy the volumtuous mermaid.
 
 
 
 
Round 49
Fluffy/Molly  21
Bryan/Cyndi   19