Sir Spam-a-lot

I have officially been ‘threatened’ with spam.

This would have shown up in the comments on my Adventures in Goodwill post had the spam filters not caught it:

This means YOU, personally, really should weight your words SERIOUSLY f z f, and I strongly advice you to delete this written defamation i c v c of both characters and a huge group of people who do not take slander and character assassination like this easily l b y t s. I do not know which organization you have got to back you up, but if you do not care about lawsuits in the multi-million dollar range, fine, just keep on what you are doing c b n c x. If you DO care about spending x-amounts of money to try and defend this CLEARLY written libel, then take my DELETE-advice. Your “Post” is now officially taken both copies and screen-shots of and digitally stored for later use and evidence. This is just a warning. We are antifa, we do not forget.

 

I wonder – did they

  1. Find the leather pants in my size as horrific as I did?  Imagine the blowback if I’d posted of picture of me actually WEARING them?
  2. Become jealous over my acquiring black & orange striped socks?
  3. Rush down to their local Goodwill in search of Twister pants, and not find them?

 

The world may never know?

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Is it Cold in here?

Imma go on record, here…

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I miss my back fat.

Not that I miss the back PROBLEMS that went along with the 80ish pounds I’ve managed to displace – or the knee, hip, feet and various other complaints that went with the weight…but…

HOWINHELL do skinny people stay WARM in this Gods-forsaken climate???

Right now, I’m wearing 4 layers

  • an undershirt, tucked into the waistband of my pants.
  • blouse, red/black floral pattern heavy velveteen
  • the hooded vest I wear under my winter jacket
  • a button-down sweater for those chilly times

And I’m STILL COLD.

I think I understand now why, a month or 2 ago, appetite reared its ugly head, and I wanted to eat everything in sight – my body was trying to fatten me up so I had some insulation against the cold.

Wake me in the spring, OK?

Winter is Coming

Ice on Fox River

the river has started to ice up just a bit

I’m in a quandary, here.  It’s been really, REALLY cold in the mornings.  Too cold to hoof it in to work.

But I miss my walks.  I miss all the little landmarks – the river, the Big Sky, the rubberized ground on the playground.

Big Sky

THIS is what made me name my new landmark Big Sky

I also miss the solitude of that afternoon walk.  It’s a perfect break between work and home…35ish minutes where I’ve got the iPod blasting in my ears and I can ignore the world while moving around within it, lost in whatever song I’m pounding the pavement to, or working out whatever shit is currently rolling around in my brain.

More importantly, I’m concerned that, if I spend the entire winter in my car, I’ll lose some of the stamina that got me all those miles over the summer.

So, what’s a chilly girl to do?

 

I’ve decided to take … the long way home.  I park the car, and go up the street instead of down toward the front door.  I get to float past some of my favorite storefronts, down to the highly decorated river walkway, and all along the river behind the main downtown area.

So far, the path I’ve sketched out is about 3/4 of a mile…nowhere near the 3+ I was doing in the summer, so I plan to extend it out a bit.

And, as a bonus, I get some pretty cool dusk shots.

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Fox River Walkway

Full Moon

I got mooned 😦

 

All for Maggie…

 

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This has to be, hands down, my favorite black & white shot.

 

The SQO and I were out walking the tracks on a spring afternoon.  Why?  ‘Cause it was something to do…a way to leave the 4 apartment walls behind, and amuse my photography muse.

Actually, I think there was a bit more to it.  He might have been looking for a new backdrop for photos of the band.  He might have seen the photos I took of the graffiti in that area.  He might have even been just ‘in the mood’ for a walk.

Anyway….

 

I do remember taking a bunch of shots.  Somewhere in that photo session, I inadvertently set the camera to greyscale, and squeezed off – among other things – this shot.  When I got it off the camera?

 

Yea…shocked…but very, very pleased.

 

This shot has gone all the way to Amazon.  It’s the cover for the SQO’s book:

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7 Days of B&W Photography

A new challenge popped up on Facebook recently…and it was one of those that I jumped at.

7 days in a row.  All black & white photos of your daily life.  No excess wordage, no cutesy phrases or long-winded explanations on why the photo came about…just the photo.  No people, no selfies, no pets.  Just scenes or situations or objects.  Of course, with most of these social media things these days, the request was ALSO to tag a person to join in.

Well, I didn’t do that.  I generally don’t do that.  But I did go through the 7 days, and actually added an 8th.

I’m gonna share out my week of B&W now, for your viewing pleasure…and if anyone feels the need to do a shot-a-day, I’d love to see the results 😀

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I’m Firing the Iron Chef

Now, I cut my cable probably a good 6 years ago.  I get no regular TV programming in the house.  For those 6 years, I’ve gotten all my boob tube interaction with content on various streaming platforms.  A couple of months ago, the kids decided to get a Hulu account to add to our streaming diets.

I’m happier than a cupcake addict in a bakery – they have a ton of programming from the Food Network.

My personal favorites are Chopped, Cutthroat Kitchen, and Iron Chef…so I’ve been binge-watching these in the evenings.

Although, binge-listening might be more appropriate here…as most nights I’ve got the tube on as background noise as I go about my evenings solidly focused on little metal jump rings.

 

This afternoon, I realized my watching/listening habits might have to change out just a bit.  I’ve had the theme music for Iron Chef/America playing in my head on a continuous loop all afternoon.

Mr Chairman, you’re FIRED!

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Catching up with New/Old Friends

So…

 

The other day, I was walking home from work.

yea…shocker…right?

I’ve changed my route slightly, to avoid the carnage that used to be my cathedral.  I sometimes wonder if they’ve cleared the ‘Earthly remains’ from their yard – yet I still can’t gather the courage to walk past the sight of the worst mass murder in recent Waukesha history.

If you have NO idea what I’m talking about – welcome to the T&T.  Trust me, it doesn’t always get this weird.

this is a ‘light’ day…

Here’s a little backstory for you…

I’ve taken to walking around the back of this school’s sports field.  Most people ’round these parts would call it a football field, (Wisconsin:  a beer state with a football problem), but as I don’t bleed Green & Gold during the fall/winter sports season, I’m just gonna call it an all-purpose ‘sweat till you melt’ field of athletic prowess.

My new favorite spot to stop and have a bit of fun is the outdoor play equipment behind the field-o-sweaty-dreams.

Play Equipment

Not because I’m entering my second childhood or anything – but I stop and bounce a bit on the very rubberized ground cover for no other reason besides:   IT’S SPRINGY!

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I amuse easily…

Kids these days don’t appreciate that play equipment ‘back in the day’ was usually installed on nothing more than normal, everyday soil, packed rock hard by many, MANY feet.

I feel a curious desire to yell “Get off my LAWN’ right now…

After the brief bounce, I hop back on the (now very hard) sidewalk and continue making my way home.

Remember that ‘other day’ I mentioned at the beginning of the post?

I found something…disturbing…

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There’s a little white speck on the pavement.

 

 

 

Walking a bit closer, I found…to my horror:

 

Snoopy's head

SOMEONE DECAPITATED SNOOPY!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Charles Schwartz is rolling in his grave right now…ROLLING, I tell you!

 

 

I beat a hasty retreat from the site of yet another grizzly murder as fast as my legs could carry me (after I snapped the picture, of course!).  No way I wanted to be tied into the brutal slaying of a beloved cartoon character.

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Is it too early to watch “A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving?”  I love the bit when Snoopy tangled with the lawn chair…

 

 

As I’m walking down the street, all is serene.  I’m guessing nobody’s reported the horrific crime yet…but then it dawns on me.

Back at the playground.

Is it?

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Let’s adjust the focus, here…

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Oh….crap….

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He’s BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!

 

On one hand, I’m glad to see that he’s able to fend for himself, feed himself, and appears to be quite happy with his new life as a wild plastic shape-altering thingie…

They grow up so fast, don’t they?

But on the other hand…should I be concerned that he’s apparently turning cannibalistic?

 

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