New Two-month-old pictures are up.

Big Tex

I am a fairly lazy person. I don’t know if you know that. My friends, Pookie and Schnookie, came to town back in October and we had a blast. We took a TON of pictures. They, of course, got theirs up on Flickr right away (and they would have done it even sooner if my wi-fi hadn’t blocked them and if I weren’t too lazy to call Time Warner about it).

Part of the reason I took so long is because I’m so intimidated by all their great pictures. I figure after a while, people will forget theirs and mine won’t suffer by comparison. It’s flimsy, I know.

Anyway, I finally got a few up from the first couple of days. The Texas State Fair was so much fun. It’s just a feast of interesting things to take pictures of. And my new 70-300mm camera lens arrived early on the same day as our hockey game so I was able to fall in love with it right off the bat.

I have almost 200 pictures from our day at the Dallas Arboretum that I’ve just started working on. They should be up in a month or so. Heh.


Stress still has to be relieved.

Lately, I’ve been trying to learn how not to eat when I’m stressed.

Unfortunately, I’ve turned to ebay.

Over and Under and Around and Through

Going home from work the other day, I did something I had always wanted to do.

I took all four petals of the classic cloverleaf interchange at I-635 LBJ and Dallas North Tollway.

I started south on the Tollway, then when I got to the interchange, I had planned to take the loop to go east on LBJ.

It was immediately evident that LBJ was going to be an hour-long slog home through 2-mph traffic. So I decided to see if I could go south on the Tollway without having to get off the freeway.

I took the loop to go east on LBJ, then took the loop to go north on the Tollway, then took the loop to go west on LBJ and then took the loop to go south on the Tollway.

Isn’t that fascinating?

Dude! You would not believe the Target I stopped by today.

Today, on a blazing hot (100° by noon), lazy Sunday morning, I had a couple of errands to run. I needed to get stuff from the pet store and some stuff from Target. Since the closest Petsmart is over in Mesquite just west of Town East Mall, I figured I’d go there and then run by the Target over on the side of the freeway by the mall.

I don’t really like that Target, because it’s a small, old, musty, low-ceiling’d relic, but I figured I’d just run in and out for a couple of small things.

Well! When I came around the corner I was stunned. There was a huge, shiny new Target right there where that ratty one used to be! I couldn’t believe it! In fact, I was a little suspicious that maybe they had just glued some decorations on the old one to make it look new. But it said Super Target and had two entrances. And the parking lot looked new.

I was so excited! I went in the front doors and there it was. Bright, shiny and new. They had plastic shopping carts! Much less rattly! The Pharmacy was in the middle of the store. Everything was in crazy places. It’s different from my regular Super Target in that I don’t think it had produce or a meat counter. But that section was much bigger than a non-Super Target.

At one point, I was in the grocery section, and I turned down an aisle of freezer cases with no other customers around. I didn’t notice at first, but none of them was lit on the inside. But when I started down the aisle, the cases lit up. One by one. As I neared each one! I half-expected a choir to start singing. It was like being in a commercial. I resisted the urge to dance around with my cart and pantomime lighting freezer cases with a magic wand.

Later, as I was reaching for my regular brand of deodorant, a guy came up to me and gave me a dollar-off coupon for that same brand. What a store!

I had no idea this place was over there. Apparently it’s been open a while. I could have sworn I’d been there more recently than last fall, but I guess not. Looks like the Medallion Target might not see me quite so often for a while.

Now all we need is a Tom Thumb in this neighborhood.

New kittens.

New Kittens

I finally did it, didn’t I? I made the big plunge. I adopted a pair of kittens from the Farmers Branch Animal Shelter.

They are adorable. I’m convinced they’re actually twins, instead of just sisters with a really close resemblance. It took me four days to find the slightest noticeable difference in their markings just so I could tell them apart.

Sure, I can already see that they have different tendencies and different personalities, but it doesn’t help much unless you know which cat to attach those differences to.

Neither one seems to be in charge of the other. They take turns. One is slightly larger than the other, but it’s so slight that they have to be standing next to each other to know which one is the big one.

I’ve settled on names for them:

Boucher — for my favorite hockey player, Philippe Boucher, of course. I figure it’ll shorten to Bouche (Boosh) or Boo-Boo eventually.

Skipper — for my current favorite cartoon character. Anybody ever watch Penguins of Madagascar? You should.

Aren’t they cute?

I have a small problem with annoying noise.

I stopped by Target today.

You know how you’re not supposed to go to the grocery store when you’re hungry? I’d like to add that you shouldn’t get a noisy, wobbly, squeaky, rattly shopping cart when you’re hungry, either. It so infuriated me, that I found myself wishing for a machine gun to spray around the store. Then I saw an abandoned cart in the scrapbook racket aisle and switched to it. It was quiet and smooth and disaster was averted.

It was a good thing, too, because if that hadn’t pushed me over the edge, the fact that I couldn’t find the tools would have. Has Target stopped selling hand tools? The only things that were in the aisle that has always been full of hammers and screwdrivers and small power tools were picture hangers and doorknobs. That did not make me happy. Fortunately, I had a nice cart, which did.

It’s an uphill battle.


I saw this today on the street. I don’t really know what to say about it. I’m not even sure if I’m surprised.

Still, it’s for fun. It’s an amateur.

But this one…


Probably not a lot of words with four s's. But this is one of them.

This one is carved into a plaque, bought and paid for, and hung on the wall of a respectable and (loved by me) establishment. If they didn’t ask for their money back, they don’t deserve their money back. My lovely sister (in Keller) and I saw this on a recent trip. We both knew immediately it was wrong, but I admit we had to write it down to be sure of the correct spelling. I haven’t checked other locations, but once I do, I’ll let you know if they’re the same. I did have my lovely sister (in Tulsa) check hers for this sign, and she reported that they don’t have a sign about unlicensed weapons at all.