My pops

My dad, doing his greenscreen thang. He takes the ballerina out of the photo and puts her on a fancy background. Good to see him doing what makes him happy.

Houston landshark...

Yeah. It was there. I did it. Shut up. You would too.

Eccentric's gravesite

Howard Hughes' resting place in Houston, Texas.

Reagan has some bats in the cave

Ronnie needs a new throat and a cleaner nostrils.  Meanwhile the Beatles are playing in the background. Fantastic.

Stoned presidents

What else ya gonna do while in Houston but go see some stoned presidents? Kind of an odd little excursion. Still not sure what's on Obama's head.  Whatevs.

Fortunate or freakish?

Is this double-fused fortune cookie fortunate or freakish?  Your call. I say for-too-nate!

No! No! No!

Walking in Northpark, minding my own business, when I'm assaulted by this fashion NO! First of all,  in the left photo, what is the mannequin on the right doing?  That just looks uncomfortable.  Number two, fringe should never have left the reservation...these are a NO, NO, NO!  Can I get an amen?

Yes, I had to go there ...

Come on ladies! Do I have to spell it out? We're supposed to be the clean ones, remember!

Costumes 'n such

Ya never know what or who you'll run into on a perfectly good Sunday.

Ole!

Even Mariachi bands have to stop by 7-11 for a drink. Caliente.

I love Paper Arts

This is Terry, co-owner of Paper Arts. Its fabulous!  Tons of great paper for all kinds of things. Check it out.

I'll take two, or three, or four please

I. Love. Chocolate. Covered. Strawberries. Period. These fine dandies courtesy of Eatzi's.

Its just not natural

I simply can't eat this stuff.  Anything that prickly shouldn't be swallowed.  Thus, I shall forever be picking it out of my otherwise delicious salads.

80's on the road

I like a little 80's music on my way to work. Just a snippet of my morning. Nothing fancy.

My morning friends

These are my morning friends. We hang every morning...well, we try. They don't criticize my bed head.

Separated by a screen

Atticus wants to know why I'm out on the patio without him. He's not happy.

Somebody's staring at me

At lunch with my cousin and I was trying to have a conversation with her, but I had this uneasy feeling that someone was watching me. 

Sheriff's in town

Meeting with the boss lady in her office...(we're in there a lot)...discussing work, religion, Melanie's future, why there's no more gum, the smells coming from the kitchen and other matters of extreme importance.

Um...not so much

So tonite was a very surreal evening. This restaurant was just part of it. Went with a friend to this restaurant near her house. When she told me it was like a Golden Corral, I was moderately reluctant, but I was hungry. There were maybe 15 customers in there...10 of which were a big party (which I found odd). The place as really big, with lots of food...all going to waste because nobody was there.  They were playing Christian elevator music with was very incongruent with the surroundings. The song I heard while first getting seated was one of the songs we played for the kiddos in the Romanian orphanage I spent time in...so I was having a flashback moment...weird. The food was awful!!  So when we were leaving, I noticed this sign on the front door about easy seating. Really?

Etsy, Etsy, Etsy...I love Etsy

Had a great time at the Annual Etsy craft show!  Maybe I'll be in it next year...who knows!! Go to etsy.com to check it out!