Thursday, August 23, 2007
Monday, August 20, 2007
This weekend 8/17-8/19
Iowa Cubs, bathroom remodel, shopping, Hu-Hot, Panera Bread, wine and candlelight, Niki, Gracie, Sophie, importing records, dishes, laundry
Monday, August 13, 2007
Our Weekend at a Glance
Toilet, Vinyl, Records, Apocalypto, Because I Said So, Running with Scissors, Tiki Torches, Puppy Haircut, Porch Screen Door, Medium Turtle Mocha, Surprise Lilies, Wall Clouds, Lightning, Salt Water Tank, "Poopy" puppy, Bible Study, Deer in the Country.
Friday, August 10, 2007
I am the turkey slayer...
There are a lot of turkeys on Turkey Ranch Hill - as there should be since the hill is named after the famous blue-headed gobbler. But this morning was bizarre. It could be a sign, warning me not to eat turkey sandwiches before bed, which I did last night. But, more likely, it was simply a statement, a public service announcemnet if you will, on the utter stupidity of the pea-sized-brain bird. This I believe is the truth.
I am sure I hit two of the three birds that were out this morning on E bound Hwy 92 - all similar in size to the young turkeys pictured here. One, was napping in the road and two were flying to join him. I veered away from the sleeping bird but ended up swerving back when I noticed another flying directly into my windshield towards my face. I was shocked, jerked, and hit both birds simultaneously. Feathers...everywhere! I was sure I hit the two and wasnt sure about the third.
I am sure I hit two of the three birds that were out this morning on E bound Hwy 92 - all similar in size to the young turkeys pictured here. One, was napping in the road and two were flying to join him. I veered away from the sleeping bird but ended up swerving back when I noticed another flying directly into my windshield towards my face. I was shocked, jerked, and hit both birds simultaneously. Feathers...everywhere! I was sure I hit the two and wasnt sure about the third.
Upon inspecting my car - thank God there wasnt any real damage - there is evidence of a third bird. One big streak starting from the nose of the hood, up to the windshield where the other flyer hit and then flew off. Gross.
Albeit interesting and wierd, I do not enjoy my gift for plowing into fowl...
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Thursday Night...
I promote that Stacy paint her wooden panel tonight while I import 45s and build our new website. Objections?
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