time flies

I guess I'll go in reverse order since I may never get to that stuff that happened clear back around Sept. 12, the day after my last post, as I can't remember things. I should take more notes.

So I was off the week of Sept. 10 but I didn't do anything recognizable. It was just nice to be off, not to go in every day. I looked at cabinets at Home Depot. Made an appointment to have them come measure, which I blew off. Then I left for NYC on Sunday, the 16th. Had dinner with Anne that night and hung out. Monday, we went to see Regis and Kelly and then went shopping. Just went to regular stores we could have gone to here, except majorly larger versions of them-- Payless, H&M, Old Navy, Macy's. Also went to Filene's Basement on Broadway where I bought a pant suit to wear the first day of my meetings. Bought a bikini for Mexico at H&M, some underwear.

The meetings were good, they feed us continuously. Went to the Red Eye Grill Tuesday night and Del Frisco's Wednesday. The bill at Del Frisco's for 25 people was $4,000. Of course, Disney picked up the tab. Went out drinking after both nights although I was pretty pooped Wednesday. Rooftop terrace bars at fancy hotels, the Hudson and the Peninsula. One round of drinks at the Hudson was $250. Of course, Disney paid. Did a lot of walking but not enough to offset the massive food intake. Got home late Friday night.

Did a radio show Saturday. Mowed. Spent an hour Sunday ripping recipes out of Bon Appetit magazines. Went to see Fred Eaglesmith at the Ark Sunday night. Last night. Sheesh, it's tiring. In bed last night around 11:30 and my old boyfriend Barker calls to say he's in town and I thought we would have some cocktails tonight but alas I am blown off so now it's maybe Wednesday.

Click here for a picture of my daughter and her boyfriend.

I was going to go see Tom in New Orleans the weekend of Oct. 13 but he called me while I was shopping at Macy's in New York and said his good bicycle had been stolen after his beater bike was destroyed when he got hit by a car. No details on that hit by a car thing. Plus his girlfriend's Vespa was stolen. They're going to Austin the weekend of the Harvest party. But all reports are that the crime is so bad down there and I would have so little time to hang out with him, I think I will not go.

Now I'm not going to Put-in-Bay this weekend, opting to do my only radio show from now til Oct. 27 and go see my mom on Sunday. Also Sunday is Rod's Collision at Mickey Finn's in the second half of the first round of the Blues Battle for Memphis.

Listening to Shake Hands with Shorty by the North Mississippi Allstars.

OK on to the photos. They are in no particular order because it takes me a long time to put them in the photo software and sort through them and put them in Photoshop to resize them and post them and then to sort them by name, well, that ain't happening because I'm drinking Scotch. Bear with me. Remember, click on a photo to see a larger version.

At St. Mary's, they had this big stage and off to the side this ginormous Jumbotron on which they were showing the OSU game. I had never seen so much Buckeye paraphernalia in my life, shirts, chairs, etc. And when Michigan lost to Appalachian State on the TV in the vendor tent, the screaming was unbelievable. Doug and I were over looking at the canal at the time, and thought maybe something bad had happened.


OK, skip ahead. Here's Regis and Kelly.


Here's Anne and Kelly. She asked me not to put this photo on the internet because she has a goofy look on her face, but I did anyway.


Another picture of Kelly to show you how close we were. Like 4 feet away.


Here's Miss Annie warbling with Joe at the Huntington Courtyard at the Swamp.


Now, she has retired to the audience.


Here's what Anne and I ate at Cafe Matin in NYC. Crab remoulade and croque monsieur, which is basically an open face ham and grilled cheese. Had a bottle of Loire wine, white, crisp, delicious.


At the Swamp I got this shot of Esther.


Again, the Elderly Brothers with Miss Annie.


How's it goin'? Dave Scott, caught in a rare public appearance.


This is a funny picture, because when we were in L.A., we all put out our Disney corporate cards so the server would have to split up the bill 12 ways. Even though, in the end, they were all being paid out of the same budget and not ours. Hope you can't read the expiration dates on those.

Doug searches fruitlessly for his wife in the crowd at the Swamp.


Are these guys happy or what???


Blondes. Sheesh.


Two thirds of the Barker children. The other one is visiting BG this week and maybe we'll have some cocktails sometime. We were supposed to tonight but he called, jammed up, the usual. Oh, I remember now. Maybe Wednesday. Anne comes that day to stay until Saturday.


Thursday, Rod's practices at Fred's garage so maybe some women will have to have some beverages elsewhere.

Here a couple of pictures from music. This one is Fred at the Ark last night. Short show. Started at 7:30 and at 8:58, they're saying Good night but Fred comes back out for 15 minutes.


And here's a shot of Todd and Will in Tennessee. Cell phone.


And when does this craziness stop? No time soon. Because the holiday season is just around the corner.

well, damn

The Swamp was fabulous. Listening now to the Deadstring Brothers who played Friday before Bernard Allison, who was also fabulous. Millish was good. Alejandro Escovedo was pretty good. The Infamous Stringdusters were real good. The Silverbacks were outstanding. The Elderly Brothers with Miss Annie were fantabulous.

Bought almost nothing at the Swamp. One picture and some mittens. Some CDs. Saw many people. The weather could have been better as the audience cleared out right before Bernard because of impending bad stormishness which didn't occur. And Saturday night it rained all during the Sierra Leone's Allstar Refugees but many folks braved the elephants to see them. All in all, a delightful time that just capped my week off. I did a lot of brain relaxation.

Last night, went to see The Subdudes at the Ark. Man, those guys can play. They came into the audience and did Morning Glory about one inch from us a capella. They rocked out. Their harmonies and playing are so tight. When we left, the guitar player in the background was out back having a smoke and we said You were great and he said Come see us again.

GNO tomorrow. There's a fall food fest at the Farmer's Market on Pearl St. Saturday. Cooking Demonstrations: Sushi (Bg style!), sauerkraut balls, squash dishes. 9 a.m. to 1 p.m. I'll be there.

Then off to NYC. Could go see Robben Ford and Parliament Funkadelic. M. Ward, Eartha Kitt, Eric Bibb. We'll see. It costs $85 to see Eartha Kitt. I'll be in the audience of Regis and Kelly Live on Monday and I'll wave. As Sal would ask, What will I wear??

what i did on my summer vacation

The last day I actually worked was Aug. 24. I went to see my mom on Sunday the 26h. Don't want to get into that at this time.

Went to LA the next day and was sequestered in a conference room all day Tues., Weds., Thurs. morning. Went out all 3 nights, although the first one was just for dinner at Marie Callender's where we sat on the patio under the full moon and palm trees. Breakfast was outside in the hotel's courtyard Monday morning (but not the subsequent days), omelette station, women with pitchers of juice and carafes of coffee. Then we'd go into a room where there were snacks, yogurt, muffins, juice, granola bars. Like we'd not just eaten. And then there was lunch, also outside on the first day, some Chinese stuff, pretty good. After lunch, there were afternoon snacks. And on to dinner. I had some really good ahi tuna. Couple glasses of Seven Deadly Zins. Then we went back to the Elephant Bar next door to the hotel and drank and talked about the new web redesign.

Tuesday night was more of the same but we just started right out at the Elephant Bar. Dinner, drinks, cigarettes on the patio, even for people who said they didn't smoke. Much later, we are still drinking on the patio, the restaurant has closed, and a guy comes out to tell us that the hotel next door was complaining about us. I told him we were all guests of the hotel. He laughed. So we meander over to the hotel courtyard where a beefy security guy tells us we must all go IMMEDIATELY TO OUR INDIVIDUAL ROOMS. Four of us go into my room to finish our opened cans of Budweiser and the big guy lingers in the hallway until the other people leave. Plus I have to mention this so-called bar closed at 11:30! What were we to do?

The next morning, some of my colleagues looked a little rough. Not me, but then, they were up against a professional. So we do Day Three of Search Engine Optimization training and people get their individual rides to airports and I get home at 2 a.m. Friday morning. So I went into work around noon, intending to work til 8 but I had to do the football scores, so I was up til 2 a.m. AGAIN making football highlight video and posting scores. Also this day, Dewalt's put new gutters on my house. You know how long I've been angsting about those gutters.

Saturday (the next day) Amy and I leave for St. Marys about 10 a.m. for the Riverside Blues Festival. The Evening Leader has a big story about it. Scotty Bratcher, Doghouse Daddies, Cleveland Fats, Lonnie Brooks and Joe Bonamassa. Who Fred thought was a little "too heavy metal." I bought the Doghouse Daddies CD and one that's a compilation of 2004 Ohio blues entrants in the Memphis blues competition.

It was damn hot. We sat out in the sun in a crowd overflowing with Buckeyes chairs and shirts and tote bags. There was a jumbotron showing the OSU game. Under a tent, there was a TV showing the Michigan game where they got beat by Appalachian State. The crowd went wild. Doug, Kim, Jim, Amy, Fred, Sherry and me. It was Sherry's birthday. All the bands were very good in their own ways. I hope it was successful enough they can have it next year because it's only an hour away.

(Aside: Fat Fish Blue is opening in Levis Commons in March.)

Amy and I drove to her brother Denny's apartment in New Bremen afterward where he served us burgers and Natural Light in a can. I fell asleep on the sofa bed around 2 a.m. AGAIN, watching a Stevie Ray Vaughan concert tape. Earlier that night, Fred had told me a story about a woman he knew who dated SRV and had the photos to prove it, but she died and the photos are history. And then Denny tells us a story about snorting coke off a bar in Chicago with SRV. Pretty kosmik.

Denny's promise to make us scrambled eggs Sunday morning notwithstanding, Amy and I leave before he gets up and have breakfast at a truck stop in Beaverdam. We get home about 12:30 and it's time to get ready for party Monday. I mow, trim, edge, rake, tote, trim, water and drink some beers at Annie's. During the night, I flip over in bed and the BIG DIZZINESS comes over me which I am still feeling today although not so bad as I have been doing the Epley maneuvers. I called Dr. Wojo to see if he could do the professional version on me but the nurse said he would probably try to prescribe meds. But this is a mechanical problem, I tell her to no avail. So I call the Wood Co. ER to see if the Dr. Taylor is on duty who did it to me last time but he's not and they can't tell me his schedule. So tomorrow I have a physical scheduled with Dr. Wojo's son Dr. Ed but I doubt he will do it either. I shoulda had him look this up on the internet in advance.

Monday, Labor day party, to which I apparently forgot to invite a lot of people who fortunately heard about it through other people so there was a good turnout including Dr. Sue, and Jimmy Kiernan, and Mark Trout and Ginger and Bob. Way too much food, plenty o beverages, although I am dizzy and just flit about with a vague grin until the last person leaves around 10:30. Dr. Sue commandeered the grill, much to my delight. Donna sent a lovely plate of barbecued shrimp stuffed with hot peppers and wrapped in bacon. She couldn't make it. Thanks, Donna. Remember, GNO is at your house Sept. 12.

(Aside: Listening to Pressure Chief by Cake. The 6-8 DJ on Saturdays gave it to me.)

So Tuesday, I tidy up from the party and be dizzy and lounge around and watch Good Night and Good Luck. People stopped by to retrieve their stuff. I still have two insect repellants and a round blue nylon cooler thingy. Then Annie came over and we drank a couple beers and then I had a radio meeting after which I made an arrangement to make some promos Thursday at 4 p.m.

Today, I went to Meijer at 8 a.m. because I have had no food for about 3 or 4 weeks. At one point, I had eaten breakfast at the Corner Grill three days in a row. Then I took some leftover cookout food to Annie's and Russell was there so he gave me half a papaya which we ate on the porch. I came home and made an omelette and went back over and biked on the trail with him for 6 miles. Then I went to Ace Hardware to get some lawn treatment and some Miracle Gro and my storm window which they were supposed to be repairing but they can't find it. Then I went to the yard waste and to Home Depot to look at cabinets and countertops in a very preliminary way. I made a strawberry banana smoothie which took about one minute. I should make these more often.

I have pictures of various stuff above. Coming soon.

Tomorrow, I have a doctor's appointment and am making promos for my show, which I wrote today and picked out the music for. Friday, Brad Doyle is coming at noon to move my thermostat and take out the gas heater in the front room and fix my leaking kitchen sink. And I have an appointment with someone at Home Depot about cabinet pricing. Just in a very preliminary way. And then I will be down at the Swamp about 3 until who knows. Saturday, I will show up at the radio station when the BGSU game is over so we can do live remotes. Plus I have been invited to a Silverbacks after-party at the Peslikis's. And Rod's plays at Nate and Wally's Saturday night. And Annie sings with The Elderly Brothers on Saturday at 1 in the Huntington Bank courtyard.

Sunday, we have to switch to our new content management software for 13abc.com so I will have to pay close attention on Sunday afternoon after being all swamped out.

Then it's the Subdudes in Ann Arbor, GNO and I leave for NYC on Sept. 16. I don't have a radio show until Oct. 27. The only one I COULD have is Sept. 29 and I'm thinking about going to Put-in-Bay that day.

There is a blues concert benefit for the Findlay flooding people Sept. 22. More about that soon.

Doug and Connie's Halloween party is now scheduled for Oct. 20. NOTE DATE CHANGE. October looks a little calmer.

Eddie Shaw Dec. 5 at Grounds is what I hear.

outta here

Off to LA tomorrow until the buttcrack of dawn Friday morning. Last week was my birthday week. Had several fine meals with various wimmens. Received lovely presents and cards. Thank you.

Monday, Sept. 3, I am having a cookout. Come as early as 3 but the eating is 5 or thereabouts. Invite everybody you know.

Preliminary report

Went to the Madison Ribberfest this weekend. Great time. Best band was Elvin Bishop. Very hot most of the time. Sat in what shade we could get. Next year, taking a beach umbrella. Ate a ton of free barbecue, both Friday night at the Backyard BBQ Blast and Saturday around noon for the professional cookers. Drank a gallon of Coronas.

Here's a look at some of the tents of the participants in the professional BBQ contest.

Here's a picture of The Travelin' Mojos, a local band who was very good.

These ladies had on these great t-shirts prior to the judging.


The fest on Friday.


Elvin Bishop wanders into the audience RIGHT NEXT TO ME.



Almost blinded him with the flash on this one.


Some of the cookers of the people vying for qualifying for the Kansas City National BBQ Cook-off.








The balloon glow Friday night on the south bank of the Ohio River.

Candied bacon.




Charlie Musselwhite doing Blues from Brazil.

updates

The good thing about the next few weeks is I only have to work two out of five of them at actual work. The bad thing is it seems like a strenuous schedule. I Will Survive (as sung by Cake, not by Gloria Gaynor).

* To Madison for the Ribberfest
* My birthday (the 21st)
* My mom's birthday weekend
* To L.A. Monday til Thursday
* Labor Day weekend with Joe Bonamassa in St. Mary's 9/1 and party chez moi 9/3
* WEEK OFF
* the Swamp
* Subdudes at the Ark
* To New York Sunday to Friday 9/16-21
* Fred Eaglesmith at the Ark 9/23
* Put in Bay 9/29
* Harvest Party 10/6
* New Orleans Oct 13-15 (maybe)

Last weekend, I went to see Rod's Collision at Nate and Wally's. I need a t-shirt that says Remember: Whiskey Leads to Dancing. That back outside bar of theirs is slick. I tried to get a cheeseburger at the Grill before I went but I apparently showed up during the "makin' the bacon" interlude and no cheeseburger was to be had. Fortunately, the Voodoo Barbecue was open and I got a chicken burrito which I ate in Nate and Wally's as I had already had several beers on Annie's porch. Then came the whiskey and dancing. No photographic evidence. Of dirty dancing with Jason Peslikis, for example.

Saturday, I was on the radio from 12:15 to 4 and then I had to recuperate. Watched The Commitments, a pretty good movie. Sunday, I mowed and weeded.

SOLD MY CAR! At last, the blue Civic is gone, and while I did not make out like a bandit, I sold it for a tidy sum more than I owed on it. Some guy looked at it first who chided me about the corrosion on the aluminum wheels, as if I had driven through acid baths, and because I had not hosed down the engine! Kee-rist. But does not offer any hold money or other promise. So the eventual buyer comes Friday night and writes me a check on the spot. And then the first guy has the nerve to call me and leave a message that starts "I don't think you treated my daughter fair" at which point I hit the delete button on my phone. He could have said "fairly."

Also reading Chuck Palahniuk's Stranger Than Fiction, which is. Chuck has a new book out in May so I just ordered it on half.com. Also read Mark Haddon's A Spot of Bother, which was as great as was his first book, "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time."

crazy

Saturday morning, Miss Jenks and I got in the new car and drove to Maryville, Tennessee, to see Will Kimbrough and Todd Snider. It was a 7-hour drive and worth every minute. Unfortunately, I left my spare camera batteries at home so I have a couple of pictures of Will that I will post soon. But no video as I had hoped. I'm sure some will show up on Youtube pretty soon.

Will did Act Like Nothing's Wrong and Piece of Work and A New Song and many others, then Todd came out and they played for another hour and a half with Ted Cooper on bass and rocked the crowd of about 300 at Smoky Mtn. Harley Davidson in The Shed. We were drinking Tecate in a can with limes.

Todd did a new song, America's Favorite Pastime, about some MLB pitcher pitching a game on acid. He told a story about being on the high school football team in Beaverton, OR, and how some magic mushrooms turned him to the other side.

We got in the car at 8 a.m. after eating at the Corner Grill and drove to Lake City, TN, where we ate at La Fiesta (smoking or non-smoking?) and had a frosty Negra Modelo, some killer guac and excellent salsa on some burritos and enchiladas that all the had the same red sauce, but were tasty. On the way back we had breakfast Sunday morning at Cottage Restaurant, also in Lake City. And lunch at Tipp o' the Town in Tipp City. Not into the chain restaurants.

We tried to find Disney, TN, which was on Jenks's Wal-Mart road atlas but the locals where we stopped for gas said Disney might be a road, but it wasn't a town and when I told them we wanted to have our pictures taken in front of the city sign, you could tell they thought I was out of my mind. And from up NORTH. These 5 or 6 people were all in the gas station, where I bought gas, and most of them looked pointedly at the floor when the reason for this visit was presented.

The scenery was beautiful. Smoky Mtns. at 8 a.m. With actual smokiness.

Last Wednesday, we went to see Sonny Landreth at The Ark. He was pretty good but we have seen this show before.

Remember, Rod's Collision is at Nate and Wally's Friday night.

We got some big rain today. Now, it's time to mow for the first time in 2 months.

rigorous party schedule

Friday, Amy and Connie and I barged in on Fred and Sherry about 10 p.m. They were good with it. Saturday, made deviled eggs like it seems I do every Saturday, radio show, went to the Kling Riboff where I drank several beers and some Scotch and ate ribs and a ton of other stuff including desserts then went to Tunafest and partied on down with the Welders playing until I walked home with Sherry about 1:30 a.m. Connie Ziss introduced me to some people who wanted to know who Daddy's Girl was and the woman told me the man had to stop everything on Saturday at 2 to listen to my radio show. Plus Sam told me he loved my show.

The next day, Tunafest continued with the Elderly Bros. in the afternoon. Also watched Pulp Fiction off and on. What a great movie.

I had entertained briefly the idea of going to New Orleans the weekend of Aug. 11-12 but decided I would wait and go in October. I have some blog posts from last October that attest to the cold weather here then. Plus we're going to Madison the next weekend and then it's
* My mom's birthday weekend
* Labor Day weekend
* the Swamp
* To New York
* a weekend home
* Put in Bay
* the Harvest Party
* then New Orleans

My mom and sister have somehow purchased a mobile home together and are moving in there Thursday. Good luck to them.

Tomorrow night, Annie and I going to see Sonny Landreth at the Ark. Thursday will call for massive watering as the temps are in the low 90s for several days. There were maybe 3 days of rain last week.

where does the time go?

Look, it's almost two weeks since my last post.

Last weekend, we went to see the Twistin' Tarantulas at DeSimone's. Amy drove. Kudos on that. They rocked out and we must try to get them for the Swamp. Saturday, I did a radio show and we went to Kim and Jim's and partied on down, even after the bats came out. Sunday, I drank beer too early and then went to Jenks's for Crab legs and other items and then Monday, I was tuckered out. I watched Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House.

Tuesday, I had to go to the Mud Hens game with people from work which was a fine time but I am still not recovered from the weekend. And it's Thursday. And then there's my contention that the last week of July and the first week of August every year I get this funkiness/allergy thing that makes me .... something. Sluggish, contentious, restless.

I applied for a job in Broomfield, Colorado, doing a community website for a company called Gaiam. You can see that's in in beta which means it's not ready for full exposure and I love that part of web stuff, building from the ground up. Plus it pays $100,000 to $120,000. That's in my price range. Think good thoughts.

This weekend, there's the Kling riboff and the Welders at TunaFest, both on Saturday. It will take an extreme act of will to attend both. Amy will be out of town for this.

racing through summer

Last Thursday, we saw Bob Dylan at the Toledo Zoo. It was great. Lou Ann Barton and Jimmie Vaughan were just going through the motions, I thought. Dylan did some old favorites, like Like a Rolling Stone and Lay Lady Lay with new tempos. The band was tight. Took a couple of blurry pictures with my cell phone, which I will not post. Too blurry.

Wednesday was GNO where we swapped stuff and I brought home a straw hat and bottle of Murphy's oil soap and a Cleopatra necklace.

Friday, I was a good girl until about 10 p.m. when I went over to Annie's and drank beer and played the guitar and sang.

Saturday, Amy and I went to the car show downtown and ate at Call of the Canyon. Bought an Italian hand-painted pitcher at the trunk show where Mrs. Barker tried to sell me Mr. Wonderful, a doll that when you squeezed his hand, he said things like "Going shopping by yourself? Why don't you let me come and carry your bags?" and "Heavens, no those pants don't make you look fat." Then I did a radio show and then made some pasta with asparagus and onion and Portabellas and good cheese and cream and wine sauce. Losing some weight.

Sunday, I cleared out the rest of the back "garden" to be ready to plant something if we ever get any rain.

Jim and Kim's pond party this Saturday. Hope you can make it. Listening to Chet Atkins and Doc Watson's "Reflections." Got a couple of movies from the library, which I will watch one of now.

hot and sweaty

And not in a good way. Generally, the one room AC does a good job in my little house but right now I'm roasting, or poaching, or something because I decided to clean the floor and woodwork in my bedroom, the last remaining room to get hardwood care. Which you would know if you have been hanging on every blog entry. I put up new miniblinds which of course, one of them the bracket is one-zillionth of an inch too close to the other one so I have to take it down and make new screw holes but they are up and the curtains are washed. Now, if that bitch cat breaks off slats on the new miniblinds, the Humane Society will have a new guest.

I was going to put a burger on the grill but damn, it's hot so I'm having the three-beer dinner.

Last night, when I came home to water, I was accosted by the old lady next door who has a stuffed bear screwed securely to a plastic stand that has a Fourth of July outfit on. The bear, not the stand. Little red white and blue jacket, hat and bowtie. Plus she has a whole bag of other holiday outfits for it and she has chosen the Easter apron and head bow for me to affix. Apparently, the velcro fastenings are beyond her skills. I point out it's an Easter outfit but she doesn't care. I asked her how long the bear had been sporting the Independence Day ensemble and she says, "Since you have lived here". That's been 8 years. THEN she brings out twin baby dolls about 8 inches high, wearing little camisoles and diapers and has me check them out because they are anatomically correct. She has them sitting in a little white rocker in her house, she tells me. And today, when the dog warden came around checking for dogs without licenses, Mrs. CL retrieves a couple of stuffed pups and says these are all the pets she has. Ha Ha. I bet the warden found that to be scintillating.

My daughter called tonight, bemoaning all the vacation time she has to take before the end of '07. She's going to New Orleans with her gentleman friend, as she refers to him, in September, where his parents live. Plus she tells me Tom has decided long-distance love ain't gettin' it with Hidy and he has a 33-year-old scientist girlfriend now.

Now if I can just collect some treasures to take to GNO on Wednesday, I'll have put in a full week.

No wonder my house is such a mess

Thursday night, Amy and I had a little pre-birthday beveraging. Friday we took off for the big adventure around noon. Got to Schedel Gardens in Elmore where it was beautiful and hot. But not near as hot as it got Saturday and today. So in no particular order, here are the pictures. Some big damn lilies. (Remember, you can click on the pictures to see a larger version.)



The wimmen on a bench.

There was a wedding while we were there. At the altar.

The bride gliding into the wedding area.



Manny Enriquez's Bailadores Flamencos. Unfinished.

Note frog on lily pad.









After the gardens, we went to Genoa and had a beer and went to Packer Creek Pottery and then drove up to Point Place and had dinner at Webber's out on the patio and went to a biker bar in East Toledo to hear Tina Lee and Random Blues and then went back to Amy's and continued drinking until after midnight. The next day, I had a radio show and then we went to Lyle and Judy's pond party. Here are some revelers.






Here's a little video of Joe singing Blue Bayou.











So today, I went to Kay's pool because it was about 95 degrees. She has lovely plantings around because apparently they have got some rain in Toledo. Unlike here.

WEirD WorK WEEk

Everybody is in hold mode, like they have Wednesday off so they can't really get into work and then when they come back, they work 2 days and it's a weekend. So it's like the whole week is a weekend.

Yesterday, I accomplished some stuff and did not other stuff. But man that refrigerator looks like a new one. I threw away 4 Meijer bags of detritus. Now there's room for beer in TWO places. Which was my goal. It's good to have goals.

Last night, Amy served up casing dogs and mac salad and we had corn on the cob and pea salad and chocolate Klondike bars for dessert. While drinking wine outdoors in the sunshine. It's what summer's all about.

Now I've decided to take the week between Labor Day and the Swamp off. I'll need the break between summer parties and September, which is non-stop fun and activity.

It looks like Jimmy Davis plays at the Historic Broadway Tavern most Saturday nights. Maybe he'll be there the weekend of Ribberfest.

Now I fear the Kling Riboff is the same night as the Big Fat Momma's Booty Band is at the Toledo Ribfest, the one run by Citifest. Conflicts.

Listening to The Iguanas' "Plastic Silver Nine-Volt Heart."