Acquisition

I went to the farmers market and bought some eggs and some organic ground beef and onions. These onions are the best ever.


Then Miss Jenks and I went to the 10,000 Villages trunk sale at the TUM church. They had rugs for around $3,000. We bought some baubles and trinkets.


Then I went on a CD buying rampage. The J. Walter Burnett I got at the Finders used and it's fabulous. That new Will Kimbrough is great. It's part anti-war songs and part wacky stuff like "Act Like Nothing's Wrong." The KD Lang is not so good. The Janis Joplin is great. A couple of compilations for radio show use. The Bitter One is a local band they had playing in the Madhatter while I was in there. And how could you not buy a cd called "It's Christmas (Let's Have Sex)" by Duke Tumatoe?


I should have saved some dough as it's a big weekend coming up: Rod's at the FHofM and Popa Chubby at Howard's Saturday and Rod's opening for Debbie Davies on Sunday. Buckle down and cook weather. It's too cold to rake and clean out the garage. It's Girls Night Out this week.

Cooking school

On Sundays, especially cold windy Sundays, I like to have Debbie's Cooking School. I assemble a boatload of ingredients and make enough food to last all week. What's on this week's menu, you may well ask. I have poached a piece of salmon in Limoncello, basil and garlic. I made corn and sweet potato chowder. I have hardboiled 2 eggs and made tuna salad. I have prepared some broccoli to drop in a salad with avocado, green leaf, pecans and gorgonzola. I have a roast in a crockpot to which later I will add some golden potatoes and sweet small onions. It's 4:30 and I'm about 1/3 the way through a lovely bottle of Australian shiraz. YOU should have cooking school at YOUR house.

The last thing I decide to do is make cornbread. Just as I put it in the oven, Video Spectrum called saying they had a copy of the Prairie Home Companion movie. So I think I have 25 minutes. I get back 18 minutes later, the smoke alarms are going off, the cornbread is done in a cast iron skillet in the oven. OK Cooking School Over.

I also watched the movie Junebug, which was strange but good, no big actors, about people in North Carolina (the Souuuuuuuuuth) who say that thing my cousin's kids say when a conversation takes a turn for the weird: "Wellllllllll............." I recommend this movie.

The highlight of the weekend: The Sonnenberg Halloween Party. Music in the barn. Potluck delux. Fire. Libations. And costumery. Catty remarks. Wild dancing. Flirtatious behavior. Herbal uplifts. This holiday brings out a common marital division: men hate Halloween, women love it. So there were several single married women there who were DELIGHTFUL while their spouses stayed home alone, crying in their pumpkin beers.

There was discussion about what could an appropriate outfit for the Kay and Jacqui party NEXT weekend whose theme is Nature vs. Nurture. I'm counting on my bad nurse outfit to be good, what with Nurse = good, nurturing but unfortunately MY nature shines through, i.e. BAD. I saw a t-shirt at Meijer today that said "I'm the reason there are rules."

On to the photos (click on a photo to see a larger version):
Superlfy Stubbs on drums

Annie with Stef in the background (I need those boots) and Gino the mad scientist.

Rod plays

Kay's back. This was a wonderful costume which I did not get a good picture of. Please send me your photos: debweiser@email.com

Cindy P with a broken toe cuts a rug with Jessco.
More band.

Laurie Sears. Hmmmm.

Crowd shot.

Cowfolk.

Crikey and a tattoed guy.

Why do you build me up, Buttercup baby, just to let me down......

Band. Joe is the radioactive chef.

Best picture of the night, in my estimation. This could come back to haunt you, girls.

Marilyn, you're so lovely.

Halfway through October

The IKEA trip was big fun. We didn't NEED any of the stuff we bought, but we bought stuff.

Today I called to get Dr. John tickets for the Ark and alas, I have called two hours too late to get reserved seats. So I'll have to stand in line in the cold Dec. 14. But that's......OK. Connie Z and Front-row Frank and Jenks and I are going after I bought the $100 membership to buy tickets early. I fear when the public buying opens on Saturday, all tickets will be gone.

This Saturday is the Sonnenberg Halloween party. Much angst is going into costume planning.

Dates to remember:
Nov. 4 Rod's at Filling Home of Mercy in Napoleon, 1:30 - 5:30 p.m.
Nov. 4 Popa Chubby at Howard's
Nov. 5 Rod's opens for Debbie Davies at Desimones.

I'm on the radio this Saturday, 2-4 p.m. and then maybe I'm on Nov. 11. Plus it looks like a lot of basketball pre-empts. Hmm. I may have to take this up with the POWERS THAT BE.

Aaah, fall

The Harvest Party. I bet Mr. Doering would never have believed if you had told him 30 years ago that at the 2006 HP he would have a one-year-old child.

The beautiful and talented Sal.
I bet the picture Chip was taking of me is much better than this one I was taking of him.
A beautiful view from where I have my butt parked in a chair.
Annie Lyle Julie
Marky looks as if he has got a bad sandwich.
More scenery.
The full harvest moon.

Sunday, Amy and I went to the Simpson park. They are promising us a waterfall.




Rod's Collision comes out of retirement for two back-to-back performances in November: Sat. the 4th at the Filling Home of Mercy in Napoleon and Sun. the 5th opening for Debbie Davies at Disomones at Laskey and Jackman. $15, tickets in advance at bsbs.net

On to October!!!

Oh yeah, massive partying and activity. Full moon for the Harvest Party Saturday at Chip's and purportedly good weather. The 14th, women go to IKEA. Sal wants to go. Remind me of this. The 21st, Gus and Annette's Halloween party, the same night Magic Slim is at Hines Farm. Do these people not check our party schedule?!?!?!

I'm on the radio Oct. 7 noon to 2:30, not Oct. 14, on Oct. 21, not Oct. 28 or Nov. 4. I have CDs available of past shows if you're jonesing for my wit and music. I tried out for a Black Swamp play on Monday but didn't get a part.

who's been busy?

So, here's the deal. YOU couldn't keep up this schedule. The weekend of Sept. 16, I drove my mom to Kentucky. Pictures below. Then I got up Monday and flew to New Jack City where I attended high-level meetings with other folks that work for Disney. We were variously addressed by Bob Iger and Robin Roberts and Diane Sawyer and Charlie Gibson and those weather and news guys from Good Morning America but I don't have pictures of them. So let's get to the pix.

Anne and I went to the Museum of Natural History and saw a T. Rex skellilngton.


Here's a typical NY street scene.


Here's the statue in front of the Musuem.


Here's a dog park outside the Museum. Dogs in Ohio don't know how good they have it.


Here's a deer skellington from the Museum.


We ate at San Luigi on 75th and Amsterdam one day. I had that tomato red onion fresh mozzarella swabbed with olive oil. And stuffed mushrooms. Anne had some chicken pasta. She loves chicken.


Here's Anne sitting across from me at lunch.



Across the street was Citrus where we had eaten Wednesday night.



A brownstone porch on like 72nd St. Upper West Side. Yeah, I'd wanna live there, she says sarcasmically.


Here's an exterior view of the Museum.


So the weekend I took my mom to Kentucky we saw these vistas from the front yard of my cousin Sharon's house in Bledsoe, KY. We stopped in Hazard to call her and get better directions. Hazard. Dukes of Hazard. OMG.



My cousin Sharon parks herself on her front porch, of the house she and her husband Lonnie built 30 years ago. Their son's name is Lonnie Ray although Lonnie's REAL name is Tinsley. How many other people do you know named Tinsley? And then Lonnie Ray's 5-year-old son's name is Lonnie IV. I don't get it. Man, these people said things like 'thowed' as in 'I thowed that ball into the holler.'


This house up behind Sharon's is where her son Lonnie IV lives with his wife Lisa and Lonnie IV and his unborn sister.


So I have one week back in town (after my flight getting whacked in NY on Saturday and I have to stay over in an aiport hotel and fly out of a different aiport on Sunday and then Jenks and I have tickets to see Dave Alvin at the Ark that night, sheesh) and then I go to Put-in-Bay for the weekend. So here are some wimmen at a table in the party area.


Mixed up photos: View from the ferry when we left on Sunday.


Sal on the porch of the party house with some mens.


Sal and Melissa's stepmom Dee.


Sailboats seemed to be racing on the way home.


The Perry Monument from the ferry coming home.


Man it was windy up on the top deck of the Jet Express Sunday morning.


Here's the little house Sal and Terry and I stayed in. Across the 'street' from the party house.


Krista, Jeff's sister, and her boyfriend Logan who played hockey with my son in years gone by. Small world. And Krista's nephew Dylan who is Jeff and Melissa, our hosts, son.



Terry and Sal on the ferry. I'm telling you it was BREEZY.


Jeff had made a fish shaped cake for Dylan whose b-day is Oct. 2. Logan's was Oct. 1 and Terry Gonyer's was Sept. 30.


This fire got MASSIVE later and I hope Sal will send me some pix of it. OMG i drank a lot of beer.


Dylan at the table, amusing the wimmen with his firearm skills. As we practice our firewater skills.


Caspar the white one is Bill DeWitt's dog and the black one is Whitey's Curley. Oh man they were so cute playing with each other.


Judy, Trisha, DeWyre. There was always something cooking. Trisha took a taxi into town about 9 p.m. and the next morning at 7:30, another taxi dropped her off. Hmmmmmmmmmmm


On the ferry, the bridge went up.


And this boat came through.


The Boardwalk where we had delightful lobster bisque upon debarking from the ferry over.