How to find Gabe's house

He says to be on the lookout for these cats when we arrive in Savannah evening, it means we're getting close:

A trip to Brookville

Had to go to Brookville and drop something off for someone (sounds vague!).

Brookville is about 30 minutes west of here off I-70, for those of you reading in DOObai.

This picture was hanging in the gents' in the Speedway off the highway. Why the cutouts?















Also: ROCK STREET!

Outside, 9 pm CST,

a breezy 104 degrees with lightning:

Go Shockers!

Knights

Orson Welles fends off the paparazzi at a wedding

Kansas Blackout

Ridge cows

Wichita! Heaven at 105 degress fahrenheit!

Went to Wichita.

It was hot, but they have the mighty QUIK TRIP!

Bill and Charlie

Low country boil, Rock style

No, no, not in the vein of the popular music form that used to be so popular with the world's youth, but rather with the Bride's Uncle Rock (his name!) in mind.

Take a turkey deep fryer and put in sections of corn on the cob, new potatoes, crab legs, shrimp (in shells) and some kielbasa-type sausages. Fill to top with water. Add (while loading the goodies in) a cup and a half of Old Bay, and a cup of salt. Boil for an hour or so, or take a potato out and make sure they're not getting gluey or weird. You're done!

Put down a bunch of newspapers on the table and plop all this out on the papers and just grab bits and bobs with your hands. Have butter and hot sauce and malt vinegar and more Old Bay and lemon halves. INSANE. [plus just now thought of sprinkling just a little bit of home-grown dill on the whole mess...may pass out...]

"Night Surf"-y

Walking along the hot boardwalk put me in mind of Stephen King's old story "Night Surf" and made me want to re-read it, AND "Children of the Corn." Then, driving along a very winding and woodsy road for 18 miles, I wanted to re-read "Mrs Todd's Shortcut."

Whatever happened to this guy? Is he still around? I remember The Tommyknockers, but after that...

Cute:

Baby dipped in the Potomac - check

We made sure to drizzle a little water from the great Chesapeake area (if that's where we were - the whole area baffles me when without a map, like burrows of New York and how New Jersey isn't where I expect it or how Iran is on the opposite side of Iraq in my mind, etc) on the unborn loaf in the Bride's belly. This is at Colonial Beach, VA.

A trip to Ben Franklin

My grandma Eddy broke one of these (sans Jesus message) on my brother's ass one time.

It's a nice image, though, using this one as a paddle. "When that ball flies off there into the thicket, I'm a keep that paddle to swat you when you's actin' up!"


















Is there such a thing? Not if experiences with our vicious pig are evidential.

Ah, maybe a Bat Halves reunion can be arranged.

"This is 'Plastic Bag of Cardinals'...one, two..."

Little Addison thinks: "Some day, I want to be a goth angel, just like mammaw..."

RIP, Darrell. Also, there was a Noel Gallagher "Union Jack" guitar on this poster and an Adam Jones "silverburst" Les Paul (as Cory has). But no Nick Eddy "Van Buren purple" Telecaster obviously.

YET!




















Was shocked to find an exquisitely detailed flying squirrel among the molded pterodactyls and the like. Could it be that flying squirrels are a thing here? The Richmond minor league team is the Flying Squirrels. Must remember to hire an intern to look this up.

"Ya like horehound?" One of the dudes who makes the Mary Janes has a second job, steeping the horehound in copper kettles.

How to sway a jury, apparently

It's all about the pithy graphics!

Teething Cathleen and her magic cardboard box

Great idea, actually - kids love all toys and such, but even BETTER for a just-short-of-one-year-old: A CARDBOARD BOX. Little C/Kathleen sat happily munching on gum-soothing ice cubes for the better part of an hour!

Will need to remember this. When the baby is four or whatever, THAT's when we'll secure a broken fridge for playtime.

Firecrackers! Dropped down a tube!

Back fixers

Look! WWF/E (whatever they call it now) action figures, belonging to the Bride's cousin's son! I guess that would be a second cousin.

Anyway! The Bride, pregnant or no, likes to have her back pounded on, motorboat-style. Craftily, she told said li'l cousin he could make his little wrasslin' dudes jump around on her back!

Ol' Virginny

Yes, we went to Virginia for the 4th!