New Orleans is gone...

...click on the photo to help. The devastation is incomprehensible.

Totalitarian Institutions That Would Have Been More Fitting for George Orwell's 1984...

...Considering How That Year Turned Out.

by Patrick Cassels

The Ministry of Denim

The Ministry of Footloose Starring Kevin Bacon

The Ministry of the Beef, and Where It Currently Is

The Ministry of Girls Just Wanting to Have Fun

The Ministry of Fools, and the Pity With Which Mr. T Regards Them

The Ministry of Awesome

the way water moves...

... and the lines on your hand under a big magnifying glass. Not to mention magnadoodles, neato beetles and a Burmese python the size of... well probably 200 lbs. Paul, Andrew and I took in the Brooklyn Children's Museum on Saturday. I highly reccomend a visit to your local to all adults.


Paul and Andrew have recently made the list of my favorite people. I do have to agree with Andrew's very wise "Blue eyes rule!" observation. We both have blue eyes, thank you. Andrew also drew a picture of me, which also rules, and it made me take a long look at what my other friends have done for me lately....

Paul got me an awesome Jacques the Rockstar Dog:


And my sistah's put on an awesome Booby Trap at X vs. Y on Sunday:


Life. Is. Good.

sweet & spicy

Flo is the sweet and salsa night at SOB's was the spice...

What's for lunch?

The Waldorf-Astoria's Executive Chef John Doherty whipped up roast leg of lamb for our crew. I got to sample it after it was shot and carved, in the middle of the W-A kitchen which is as large as a city block.

f train to 15th st.

Me and my shadow...

... and my shadow's shadow. :)


The Long Meadow before 9AM is what Dog Heaven must look like.

Worldwide Plaza Film Noir

And let's not forget the old Italian men who seranaded us...

Laika!

She does the cutest little rolling around on the grass thing after she fetches her ball.

Pick a little, talk a little, pick a little, talk a little...

...cheep cheep cheep, talk a lot, pick a little more!



But no matter how we picked at it, just couldn't find a way to buy our new dreamhouse:

Let's take a closer look:


cheap! cheap! cheap!

those sum-meh-herr....niiiiiii-hiiiiiiights!

At Casey's BBQ last night, the mercury stayed between 85 and 90 on into the dark...

Here we are sweating it out, from L to R, Charlotte, Pia, Casey, Tony

waiting for the weekend

My desktop right now:

cast-on, CAST-OFF!!!

Before:


After!!!! LICK LICK LICK LICK LICK


Advice from Dr. Fisch, his vet:
"Next time you want the squab, Wolfie, call the Chinese restaurant."
*wanh wanh wannnhhh*

:)

blog block

I blame the heat.

I even could have snapped pix of Hiro and Bevan last weekend and I FORGOT!

Stay tuned...

Meanwhile, I'll steal from my crafty friend Leigh's blog to showcase my RAD grocery-bag tote she made me! I HEART IT.

my yogurt epiphany

I hate plain yogurt. Plain yogurt is tangy and bland and icky. Give me peach or vanilla over plain.

I thought.

I discovered this yogurt - Total Greek Yogurt - it tastes like cream!! It's almost like sour cream, but milder... and I eat it for breakfast every day now with summer fruit. YUM. And the fringe benefit: Just 7 oz of the stuff gives you 16g protein (only 130 calories), so you're not hungry for lunch just an hour after!! It's a miracle!!

what broken bones?

the light in august

changes every minute on the farm...


We went to visit my great aunt, Daisy. We found her there, near Todd, PA, with Goober the dog and Bertha, the kitty.


She'd even gotten her own street!


We went for a sad reason, to remember and bury my Grandma Gladys...


But as we reunited, and walked around what I now call Yelping Frog Pond, we had a lovely time. We almost left Dad behind, he was hiding in the corn.