August 9 comes up:
Not sure how many are true, folks, what you think?

Tree Type: Poplar

Uncertainty

Looks very decorative

no self-confident behavior

only courageous if necessary

needs goodwill and pleasant surroundings

very choosy

often lonely

great animosity

artistic nature

good organizer

tends to philosophy

reliable in any situation

takes partnership serious.

From a mailing list I’m on…

BENTONVILLE, ARK (AP) — Some Wal-Mart customers soon will be able to sample a new discount item — Wal-Mart’s own brand of wine. The world’s largest retail chain is teaming up with E&J Gallo Winery of Modesto, Calif., to produce the spirits at an affordable price, in the $2-5 range.

While wine connoisseurs may not be inclined to throw a bottle of WalMart brand wine into their shopping carts, there is a market for cheap wine, said Kathy Micken, professor of marketing at Roger Williams University in Bristol, R.I. She said: “The right name is important.”

So, here we go: The top 12 suggested names for Wal-Mart Wine:

12. Chateau Traileur Parc

11. White Trashfindel

10. Big Red Gulp

9. Grape Expectations

8. Domaine Wal-Mart “Merde du Pays”

7. NASCARbernet*

6. Chef Boyardeaux

5. Peanut Noir

4. Chateau des Moines

3. I Can’t Believe It’s Not Vinegar!

2. World Championship Riesling

And the number 1 name for Wal-Mart Wine …

1. Nasti Spumante

The International Photographic Scavenger
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“Pilates” just sounds strange. I can’t g it without giggling.

“Oops, My dog dropped a Pilates on your carpet, I’m sorry!”

Katherine Hepburn, dead at 96

My favorite films of hers? Lion in Winter and Adam’s Rib.

The birth of a haircut - Bollywood Style!

I think now everyone has seen OctoDog maker that people have been posting this week, but now it goes beyond, and of course it takes the Japanese to do it. Yep, only they seem to master wiener art and wiener sushi.

I’m so very afraid of this new century. It frightens and confuses me.

Repair Quote for hitting one deer with van: $5449.00

Amount left on loan to pay on totaled van: $1702.00

Cost of pint of blood from a turnip: Priceless

If they are lucky the insurance company won’t screw them over, the blue book for the van is only $300 more than they owe on it. Here’s hoping some insurance agent has a speck of a ht that isn’t complete evil.

Cross your fingers folks. My Mom is super cool, kinda cute and really talented, but a 53 year old woman with a bad hip won’t pull much money hooking on the corner.

Let me say this very very clearly: THE HULK IS NOT FOR KIDS.

Repeat this to yourself several dozen times, then if you think about taking your 10 y-old hit yourself in the face with a brick and repeat the mantra.

It’s dark, it’s very very dark. There is VERY little action to emotional/feelings/talkie stuff.

Ok, for those that haven’t seen it - dad is a bded mad scientist, who kills mom inadvertently trying to kill little bruce at like 4 years old. Dad sicks his mutated beasts of hell on Bruce’s girlfriend. Dad tries to kill Bruce as Hulk. Dad is chock full of evil. Most of the dialogue is way of of a kids field of knowledge, they just glaze over.

We had about a dozen kids at our 730pm show from I’d say like 5 and up. During all the talking parts (the entire first hour of the movie almost) they all wandered mentally, talking, moaning. Hulk smash, yippee! Hulk sad, people talking… boo. I had trouble sticking with the dialogue for the kids squirming.

After it was over, the 10 year old kid next to us, (the lead squirmer) declared “that was good!” he only paid attention to 15 minutes, tops.

Willy Wonka gave me nightmares as a kid, this one would too. It would at very least make me afraid of my dad or any bded weirdoes.

For the last time, you take a kid to this you deserve all the freaked out nightmares you’ll have to sit through. It’s a movie for adults who read Hulk comics, not or kids. Period.

I found this monster in my backyard a few days ago, just plucked it out of the ground now so my pal can try to identify it. It’s almost 12″ across.

This is the biggest one yet. But it’s a single, as some long time users might remember normally we get several in a circle. But never this large. It’s opened and dumped spores, so I am sure I’ll have more pictures to take later this summer.

National Do Not Call Registry is online. Kiss Telemarketers goodbye!

But slow, servers are bogged! So you might have to try a few times!

Am I the only one who went “Well it’s about time!”

Pictures of the Chantal Mallard murder trial just makes me shake me head.

She looks as out of place in cheap knock-off Chanel and pls as I do in high heels.

I know the lawyer is trying to sell her as a “vulnerable woman” and not a as a “drunk, high on pot and high on Ecstasy, murdering” skanky ho who the only time she ever had string of pls around her neck they were removed with a dirty pair of underw and a shower.

Dave had a poast about this. There is even a rebate for it. You know you have to have one too.

Documentation of our night with Christine Lavin - we never did find the deer.

So, as I said last night we were driving Christine from her Springfield Arts Festival gig to the next days gig in Athens.

My Mom has done some stuff with the arts council in recent months with her band Sweetwater, and they called asking if mom would be willing to take Christine from the airport to the venue then from there to her next Gig. Christine doesn’t rive at night, bad depth perception (she explained later). Mom jumped at it, being a folkie herself and a longtime fan.

Christine paid for two hotel rooms for my Mom and anyone she brought along, so Mom invited me and I brought my friend Bev, who also is a huge fan.

We were all having a WONDERFUL time, it was 1:30 am we were 10 miles from Athens, all laughing like fools, and had just reached one of those quiet moments conversations do, when suddenly… in front of our passenger side, in front of Christine… DEER! Then BAM - and it was over.

Mom was great, never lost control or her nerves, after the impact were (barreling in coast) all going “I’m fine, did we really hit it?”

The impact wasn’t that bad to feel it, it didn’t feel like it had done the damage we saw when we stopped a few hundred yards later.

We all pile out and look at the damage, Christine uses a baton with glow sticks as her finale on-stage (you have to see it to believe it) and she’s really really good. She pops some fresh glows sticks out of her kit bag and we distribute them down the road.

This is one of those backwoods areas of ohio. Hilly, forested and this time of y, chock full of deer. It’s also insanely dark. We had no idea where exactly we were other than “approaching Athens”. The dispatcher finally has a good idea and sends a cruiser.

We were there fourth deer hit the officer had that evening. He was a young guy, real cute and funny. Then we realized the airbags never went off.

After we are all standing there, Christine asks if Officer Cutie Pie has his dash camera on, he said they always do, so she laughs and says “I want to be on World’s Wildest Police Videos!” so she gets in the back and pulls out her batons and picks the glowsticks of the road and starts to twirl for the camera.

At this point the cop is trying to play it straight “You girls haven’t been drinking have you?”

No, not at all. We had some logistical problems, the van had to take 3 people back to Springfield, but Christine was 10 miles from her next gig. The cop helps Christine load her stuff in the cruiser and takes her into Athens to her hotel. She gives him a autographed CD.

The tow driver can only fit two of out three in the cab, but seeing we all had to get back to one place, he says finally that two of us can ride in the van on the flatbed if we sw to touch nothing. He has to have someone steer it up the ramped bed anyway as the chains tow it up. So I hop in the drivers seat and Bev hops in back.

I tell mom to sit with the driver up front as I can’t see her getting out of the van, and jumping down 5 feet on the flatbed for a pee break the driver promised a few miles down the road with her hip that needs replaced. It was a high step for her to get into the cabin of the truck but she managed it.

I tell ya, we weren’t SUPPOSED to be allowed to ride in the van while in tow (if it had been a regular tow truck instead of a flatbed one he wouldn’t’ have finally let us at all). The cop chose to ignore it. It was a bumpy ride, but I knew were chained on to withstand a nucl blast and weren’t’ going anywhere. It was strange being as taller than a Semi Driver. But we all got home safe and sound, not even a scratch. A few mosquito bites, but you get used to that here.

The downside: Mom’s van as you can see in the pics is toast. Dad’s off work, and Mom might be too in a month her company might be going under, they just paid 1500 last week to get the transmission fixed and then this. The insurance company is likely to just total it, and knowing those bastards, do it for less than my parents owe on it. Mom’s van was their only really decent transportation, my Dad’ van needs work too.

Maybe I need to start a fund for my parents.

But, since I’m talking about Christine, you should hear her work: PLEASE right click and save them to hear them… bandwidth and all.

Soooooo, Me, my Mom, and my pal Bev are driving Christine Lavin from her Concert in Springfield to her concert the next night in Athens (she is from NYC and doesn’t/can’t drive at night)… when ten miles from the town, we hit a deer.

Out of NOWHERE! BAM! Oh joy.

First time ever for any of us. Especially her.

Everyone is FINE, only thing damaged is the car and the deer was AWOL of course when we went to find and subsequently curse at his mangled carcass. Damn!

More later. Pics and everything. Funny stuff. Hot cops. Must sleep now.

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