I'm finally getting the hang of the DSL here. It is faster than mine at home, but very quirky. I think if I were closer to the hub I might not have as many problems with it.
It is a good 15 degrees cooler this summer here in Tombstone than it was last year. I'm still hot and bothered, but it is mainly frustration tempered with exhaustion. Last night I slept for 10 hours. It is probably because I drove the whole way, after having no sleep the previous night. Doc was celebrating the fact that Rumsfeld ... more»
I am rushing around, trying to get
ready to leave tomorrow AM. Nothing is really
packed. I've been working the blog for several
hours. I have a few good articles line up
to post
next week so I need not spend my whole vacation time working. I dropped
Rumsfeld off at the "spa" fairly early this AM. He acted
like
he was glad to see his buddies. Last I heard, he was
planning
to host a party, and his buddy, Beans was going to spend the night with
him. I've been working on the blog and doing ... more»
The drip continues. I don't know if I should classify it as a fountain or a small waterfall. I've yet to hear from the person who is fixing it, and I'm leaving on Sunday AM.
BTW - please keep my cousin Jim in your prayers. He's having every miserable side effect of a bone marrow transplant anyone could have.
This evening I looked up to see Rumsfeld and Bubbles carrying in one of the sticks I use to hold up one of the plants. Evidently removing it was a joint operation of guilt and creativity. They came ... more»
Hondo Kitty stayed out all night. My mother said this morning when she went to open the garage door, he shot inside and sat, cowering at the back door, waiting to go inside, where he spent the entire day sleeping. Alicia said the two calico kittens have adapted and are quite happy in their new digs. Prince Charming was not that thrilled with them, and stalked out of the house.
Last night one of my mother's front window kitties went into labor for the first time. Sydney and her little friend Addie were thrilled. The mother was ... more»
I think I'd better explain that one, quickly. Sydney, age 8.11 has a little problem with kittens. She's been visiting my parents at their "Cat Ranch" all of her life. She loves kittens. As soon as she could toddle Sydney would chase try to catch their kittens. Yesterday she and her mom, Alicia, spent the day helping my mother prepare for tonight's party for my father's 84th. (Photos to follow) Yesterday she and one of the little calicoes bonded. After Sydney carted Prince Charles home from one of our Parish Christmas parties maybe 5 years ago (She ... more»
Last night was miserable. I was so hot I couldn't sleep. When I could, it was interrupted by either Rumsfeld or Bubbles or both. They were a couple of little horrors. I finally gave up and have been working on this blasted blog all day - so why have I accomplished so little? Actually I have 2 posts for tomorrow ready to go. I'll be doing family things all day and very late in the evening.
The AC repair guy finally ambled in around 11:30 or so - not exactly first thing in the AM as I ... more»
So far the AC unit is frozen solid. Nothing's moving tonight as it is off, melting. I'm doing much better than can be expected, considering my vile disposition when it comes to no AC when it is pushing 100 degrees outside. I've had to cut the blogging way back - to just an hour or so of writing and computer time. It's so hot I'm afraid the heat will fry my Mac's hard-drive. It's about 10:15PM and I am just now feeling teh first cool breeze. The good thing is it will cool down to about 50 ... more»
On this day, in 1775, one of my ancestors, Paul Dustin (I think it was Paul, maybe it was Timothy) and a rag-tag group of real Minutemen faced some of the finest troops the British had to offer. I think the rendition of the story that just weakens me is the one from the John Adams Mini-series. Spunky Abigail was home with the children. During the night they heard the fighting, and went outside to watch the battle, more like fire-works than a battle. The following day, when the battle was over, and everyone was slowly heading ... more»
This is the 2nd time I’ve tried posting this evening. I’ve been working on this blasted blog, trying to clean up the URL mess since about 10AM – 13 hours. I’m getting tired and cranky. I don’t think I ate lunch. I know I didn’t have breakfast. I’ve spent the whole day working on this mess. I had to cancel plans for the rest of the week so I could make the necessary repairs to The Pink Flamingo. Please be patient with me. I’m trying to get there. In the meantime, we may have discovered the identity ... more»
Sally Vee has discovered that some of my recent links are not working. I’m not sure why. If you are having problems, please let me know.
I’ve been rushing to complete a post I suddenly realized I’m not even using until tomorrow! That tells you something about my mental prowess. I had 2 hours of sleep last night. I fell asleep about 3:30AM and woke up about 5:30AM. Bubbles heard me and decided it was play time. MY MORNING 5:45 – Bubbles decides to visit with me 5:47 – Rumsfeld decides she isn’t going to visit ... more»
We should be celebrating about Junior, but I just lucked into one of those rare Ebay finds! I’m celebrating. The photo is of William “Buckie” O’Neill, who was a Rough Rider, US Deputy Marshal, and a writer for the Tombstone Epitaph on October 26, 1881! It is an incredible photo and will be the back cover of my book on fashion in the Wild West!
Yesterday after I put the blog to bed before midnight (for once) and actually watched a movie, during said movie I realized I’d not seen Bubbles all day. I started looking for her, couldn’t find her. I knew she’d jumped over the poodle barricade in the entry way, so she did not go outside. I went downstairs looking, and told Rumsfeld to find Bubbles.
The little monster found her! Would you believe we had a Lassie moment?
The quiet continued all night. I was worried that something was truly wrong with her. This morning, she woke ... more»
Hiss, Hiss…Have you taken a look at Bay Buchanan lately? The poor thing has had a face lift, and looks like Katherine Harris on a bad day. She was on H/C this evening and looked terrible. Her smile reaches almost to her ears. It’s ugly to mention this, but I just feel like being ugly.
THOU SHALT NOT INTERRUPT A GUY TAKING A NAP! Bat (Brat) Masterson settled down to what appeared to be a very comfortable nap this afternoon. Lake Placid, SC – a Croc was captured off the coast of SC!
Unfortunately there is only one post for today. Real life has interfered with blogging. I know, it’s weird, but there are times when life happens!
I’ve had a long, windy day. My mother had a worse day. She did 3 hrs of nuclear medicine in Las Cruces. They are looking for some sort of aortal blockage. That’s the last thing she needs. While she was having her tests, I was shopping. I’m out of condition (shopping condition). I didn’t do bad, thought.
On the way home we were going through the Border Patrol checkpoint on highway ... more»
"Democracy demands that little men should not take big ones too seriously; it dies when it is full of little men who think they are big themselves." C. S. Lewis
The Cowboy Code
A cowboy always tells the truth and keeps his word.
A cowboy is a Patriot standing for Truth, Justice & the American way.
A cowboy never betrays a trust or takes advantage.
A cowboy is brave, but never careless.
A cowboy defends the weak and helps them.
A cowboy is kind to children, old folks, and to animals.
A cowboy is free from racial and religious prejudice.
A cowboy is clean about his person and in thought, word, and deed.
A cowboy is loyal, hard working and maintains a high ethic.
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