Adventures in Contentment

Fishing on the Tennessee River

More pics at julianakin

 

With apologies to Will Ferrell.

Krista did most of the hardwork on this one.

So my dad, Dwight, Lee, and his stepdad drove NASCARs last weekend. Serious shit. Buy the ticket, take the ride.


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Talladega Super Speeeeeeedway

Got terrible news today.

Reports from Cleveland tell me that Alasha Eagle is dead. Somewhere in New Mexico on the reservation. That is all I know. Age 24.

I took this well but then it began to prey on me. I mean, no one really thought Alasha was the "make it to 30 type." I'm not being mean, but it is true.

I met him when I was 20 years old. At a party, at Dunaway's apartment. He was 12 at the time. I bummed a cigarette off him. That was the beginning of our friendship. Son of a psycho, pothead professor, this kid was a juvenile delinquint and a whiz at Magic cards. Hundreds of stories to be told there, most centering around Alpha Arms. Of all the folks I knew in Cleveland, he was perhaps the most interesting. He was far more intelligent and dangerous than most people gave him credit for. Anyone who remembers the Skene school fire knows that.


So I burned a deck of Magic cards, with a Nalathni dragon on top tonight. I don't know if he took any cards with him, but I know he needs a decent deck. Poured vodka shots on his fire, gave him Camels to repay a long ago debt.

Punk kid, did you have to prove us right?

Random Bored Moment My Barn w/ Mooninite

snuggling and giggling and chatting in bed often leads to sex, more often than not, it also leads to more in-depth talk. And more in-depth talk leads to serious talk, which quickly gets converted into serious plans, which leads to making choices, which leads to not choosing other things, which leads to a feeling of vague, unshakable entrapment, which leads to misery, which leads to death.


from

http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20061209.wleah09/BNStory/Technology/?page=rss&id=RTGAM.20061209.wleah09

I should say more but it only leads to trouble....

This is great truth but I am simple.

Memphis Pillar Positions Long ago in an attempt to harness the evil of Memphis we strategically placed Pillars of Good & Evil throughout the city.

There exists no separation between gods and men; one blends softly casual into the other.

Proverbs of Muad'dib

We have added to the clan. All is well. Six billion and 1!

See his pics at his website:

http://khannor.livejournal.com

You have to listen to the whole message!

Dale's Den

334-756-3336

It is worth reflecting on the death of a very important person, which  almost
went unnoticed last week.

Larry LaPrise, the man that wrote "The Hokey
Pokey" died peacefully at  the age of 93. The most traumatic part for his family
was getting him  into the coffin. They put his left leg in. And then the trouble
started.




 You know it's funny .

my hands itch, the blade weighs heavily at my belt

we wander across untold tracts as we search for the portal to exploration

every moment anticipation, every instant the greatest adventure we have ever known

and, then we see it, sense it, feel it, believe it.... as it should be

the blade chops out, breaking through the obscuring elements

now is clear the way to our course

looming from the brush is the tunnel we have sought and yet

we startle at the lightest sound, trudge on and beyond

finding more thorns, briars, obstacles of our course

then the stone, unexpected, unbeknownst, without explanation

struck repeatedly and no answers given, we left it unanswering

home through the gray to a meal we went


youth finds beauty everywhere

THERE'S NO EARTHLY WAY OF KNOWING
WHICH DIRECTION WE ARE GOING
THERE'S NO KNOWING WHERE WE'RE ROWING
OR WHICH WAY THE RIVER'S FLOWING
IS IT RAINING
IS IT SNOWING
IS A HURRICANE A-BLOWING
BLEH!
NOT A SPECK OF LIGHT IS SHOWING
SO THE DANGER MUST BE GROWING
ARE THE FIRES OF HELL A GLOWING?
IS THE GRISLY REAPER MOWING?
YES! THE DANGER MUST BE GROWING
FOR THE ROWERS KEEP ON ROWING
AND THEY'RE CERTAINLY NOT SHOWING
ANY SIGNS THAT THEY ARE SLOWING!

- Gene Wilder as Willy Wonka

create your own visited states map
or check out these Google Hacks.

Not bad, but I am missing a helluva lot of western states.

I bought some fresh mushrooms yesterday at the grocery store. They looked so good and I haven't had in a while. julianakin thought he wanted some of them too since the hobbits eat them in LotR. So tonight I called catparts for advice on how to cook them so the five year old might like them too. (I have been calling him for lots of cooking advice lately. Tap that knowledge in his head, yessiree.) His advice was to saute them in butter with lemon juice. I would never have thought to put lemon juice on my mushrooms. I tried it out. Wow, they were awesome. Way to know how to cook stuff catparts! Of course the boy still refused to eat them, but I had a great little snack.

Look to the sky, way up on high
There in the night stars are now right.
Eons have passed: now then at last
Prison walls break, Old Ones awake!
They will return: mankind will learn
New kinds of fear when they are here.
They will reclaim all in their name;
Hopes turn to black when they come back.
Ignorant fools, mankind now rules
Where they ruled then: it's theirs again

Stars brightly burning, boiling and churning
Bode a returning season of doom

Scary scary scary scary solstice
Very very very scary solstice

Up from the sea, from underground
Down from the sky, they're all around
They will return: mankind will learn
New kinds of fear when they are here

Look to the sky, way up on high
There in the night stars are now right.
Eons have passed: now then at last
Prison walls break, Old Ones awake!
Madness will reign, terror and pain
Woes without end where they extend.
Ignorant fools, mankind now rules
Where they ruled then: it's theirs again

Stars brightly burning, boiling and churning
Bode a returning season of doom

Scary scary scary scary solstice
Very very very scary solstice

Up from the sea, from underground
Down from the sky, they're all around.

Fear

(Look to the sky, way up on high
There in the night stars now are right)

They will return.

Download it here.

Borrowed from cthulhu_cults

The Thistledowns were a fine hardworking family. Massacred by a baddie looking for a meal.

My point is - SUCK IT UP - things could be far worse.