Saturday, September 30, 2023
scarecrows at dawn and skye chloe!
Friday, September 29, 2023
minty start of autumn
Wednesday, September 27, 2023
games and puzzles, puzzles and games!
Tuesday, September 26, 2023
fishface's rainy adventure
psychobabble rap 2 me
Trying to reach me
I can't turn to the left or the right
I'm too scared to run and I'm too weak to fight
Psychobabble
[maybe I should just describe it, right?]
It's in Dolby stereo, but I never hear it right
Take me for a fool, well, that's all right
Well, I see the way to go, but there isn't any light
I don't know why I'm scared of the lightning
Trying to reach me
Help me to find what I don't wanna know
You're taking me there, but I don't wanna go
I don't care, it's all psychobabble rap to me
Psychobabble, all psychobabble
Psychobabble, all psychobabble
I don't care, it's all psychobabble rap to me
[so I closed my eyes and cuddled next to the friendly guy...]
You say I do things that I don't realize
But I don't care, it's all psychobabble rap to me
Psychobabble, all psychobabble
Psychobabble, all psychobabble
You're lighting a scene that's faded to black
I threw it away 'cause I don't want it back
But I don't care, it's all psychobabble rap
Monday, September 25, 2023
got some jokes for ya! hot off the fb!
Sunday, September 24, 2023
fishface and the 3 fish
Saturday, September 23, 2023
fishface and the roof ghosts
She snapped this photograph as we were leaving.
However, I was present for the entire time, keeping watch as the man was tromping around up there.
The three women were all inside the whole time until about an hour ago, then Lisa, a new neighbor, left.
That's a little after Susan's husband arrived to lend the man a hand, hoisting the creatures out the windows.
I know, it seems a bit early for them to be doing this, what with the BYOP pumpkin party not scheduled until the end of next month, right?
But the snap of the temperatures a week ago must have snapped something in their minds, too, because here we are, with The Koz doing his part for their cause!
Nice pun I made, isn't it?
I think Faustina will like it.
(smile!)
She was in the house with Dawn for four hours, doing what she did last year to help them.Namely, she was putting AA and AAA batteries - get the pirate joke? - into the ghouls and clowns and creepy stuff to make them come to life.
Sometimes, she would have to whack them to get them to take that first breath about being immersed in storage bins since the last party.
She showed me this shot she took before their snack break, with most of Dawn's inside characters good to go.
She said she liked the little dog, the two-faced mayor from "Nightmare Before Christmas", the 'holler back" giggly pumpkin, and the sashaying mobster pirate best.
She really does have a thing for pirates.
Oh, and did you notice that she's in the mirror?
Pure serendipity, that!
And where is she now?
Well, after two bins of The Koz's characters got re-energized, the end of the session had come and she popped off to the 4 PM of "the Denzel movie".
So, here I wait, her little fishface, in the cinema parking lot.
So nice to be here again!
Friday, September 22, 2023
the return of my lil fishface!!!
Thursday, September 21, 2023
day 7 of i miss my car: being a peacock kid
"Do you remember, the 21st night of September..."
That's tonight.
"I know! You've had the Elvis post-it on the kitchen cabinet awaiting the arrival of this date for the past few weeks! So, what's the scoop? Did you shake your tail feathers?"
I guess I could have for the first animated movie, but I did not. And the other three weren't really musically endowed, if you know what I mean.
"Wait a minute. Say what? I thought you were all excited about this date and its link to the Earth, Wind & Fire song. I didn't make that up, did I? You were excited about it, right?"
No, you're correct, I was. Then my Saturn got hurt and I've been a bit bummed out about it. I had it in my head that I'd get her back yesterday, but the parts haven't yet arrived. So, I woke up having a little pity party and have been trying to get myself out of my head. Watching a bunch of kid movies seemed the right path to take.
"You're done beating up the bushes?"Trees, not bushes. And, no, I still have plenty of that to do. I even did some more yard work this afternoon between rain showers.
"Okay, I've got a better picture now of your state of mind. You're feeling a bit stranded, aren't you?"
Oh, I'm sure that's right. And even though that isn't real, even though I could ask others to drive me to wherever, I'm such a control freak that I don't want to do that.
"I think "independent" is the better word choice."
Whatever.
"Okay... so, tell me about the movies..."
Okay. Fine. Remember that I got six months of Peacock as a Comcast reward? Well, I set me up as the 'little peacock kid' icon, thinking the ex and Amy would eventually log in to their icons, though I don't think that's ever going to happen...
"Hello? Pity party is over. O-V-E-R. Get over your 1st world woe."
You're right. (Deep breath.) Okay. So, as the 'kid', I set up a queue of movies to eventually watch, mostly animated, but some live action. This morning, I decided to perk myself up with a Peacock Kids Film Festival, starting off with "Madagascar".
"Oh, that's fun! Chris Rock as a zebra having an existential crisis on his 10th birthday! Is he black with white stripes or white with black stripes??? LOL!"
Yes, that was pretty funny. It had some good tunes, too. It even has a song from today's artist of interest! "Boogie Wonderland" was one I used to dance to, though it's never been part of my karaoke repertoire. I prefer their "Shining Star" for singing!
"Well, that was a good start for your festival! Then what?"
Well, then it kinda sorta went downhill. I figured that since that one was set at the zoo, I'd go to another that was related to that location. However, "Zoo Wars" turned out to be about the Zooverse and was a parody of "Star Wars". At first, I thought it was pretty cute. After all, it had a Horton The Elephant - from the land of Dr. Seuss! - hearing a voice, but not that of a Who. With the name 'Nuke', he was transported from his computer geek terminal into a space ship with a C3PO-like character who was "named after an '80's band", though no one was sure if that was B-52s or UB40.
"Sounds like a lot of punny business going on!"
You'd think, right? Only they didn't know when to end the gag. Like SNL, they would ride it far, far, far, far too long - much as I just did with those superlatives.
"Yikes."
Indeed. I'm glad it was as short a movie as it was. It got a bit tiresome. Still, I had liked that it was of the scifi genre, so I stayed there for the next choice, "two Tails". Both were from 2018, which was interesting as a side note. Both turned out to have less than three stars in their IMDB ratings. Ack. At least this one was done by Russian artists and brought a little something different with their interpretation of American culture.
"Russian cartoon???"
No, Russian animation. The story had three nice aliens come to Earth in search of a power disk they had lost. They come upon Bob the Beaver and Max the Cat. The best part of the movie was near the end, when three evil aliens had captured the animals. Bob helps them all escape by singing Max's favorite song, "I Will Survive". That mirrored what Marty the Zebra had done for his best friend, Alex the Lion, by singing the King of the Jungle's fav tune, "New York, New York (On The Town)". What a great way of showing their friend that they truly listened to them!
"Most definitely! But how did the song help against the aliens?"
The aliens didn't like the sound of singing. They were fine with music, just not with people lifting their voices to it. I thought that was pretty funny. That's about the time I went out to work on the tree limbs for a while.
"Good! That was a nice break from being in the house, got you up and moving."
That's right. Then I put on "Jungle Shuffle", staying with my theme of animals, but bouncing to the tropical island portion of the first movie. I was expecting a good deal of dancing, but there really wasn't much of that. I liked it, as it had a different flavor than I expected.
"How was that?"
Well, I thought it was American, since it had Rob Schneider, Tom Arnold, and Alicia Silverstone voicing three of the characters. But it wasn't! This one came from artists of South Korea, Mexico, and Columbia. No wonder the jungle had a realistic feel that reminded me of the mangrove swamp in Panama!
"Very nice! So you had a nice dose of international films with your little festival!"I did! And that was pure happenstance. What a blessing! Like seeing this misplaced blossom in my Japanese magnolia this afternoon. Such a blessing that I would have missed, had I not had yard work calling me outside. Little blessings are the best.
"Little blessings ARE the best."
Wednesday, September 20, 2023
voices of the past: students
day 6 of i miss my car: taking it out on the yard
Damn.
As I could not vent my anger at that faceless, cowardly, bully driving that vehicle, I turned to the trees in my back yard.
Those always need pruning, and I have found that hard physical labor is great for loss adjustment, as well as misplaced rage.
I think this image from a former student pretty well captured my mood on this sixth day of no wheels.
Ian Z had drawn it to demonstrate his understanding of the difference between precision and accuracy, in response to a Lab Final Exam question.
As shown, the "intended target" for the gun is the bullseye, so his aim cannot be said to be "accurate"; however, as all three bullets made a tight pattern in the chest of the rude neighbor who never cleans up after a pooping dog, his aim certainly was "precise".
He definitely made me laugh with that one!
I laughed again when I found it in a stack of old comment sheets this morning.
(smile!)
Sometime soon, I'll commit those comments to this sandy beach, but not right now.
The weather has cooled considerably this week, even going to the 60's at night.
I've spent most of this 'evening at home' in the back yard.
That scrub oak by the bird bath?
Branches sawed off all the way around, dropping it to half its height.
That scrub oak to the left of the shed door?
Its 2-inch diameter trunk was set upon by my hand saw until the top toppled.
Those horrid overgrown red-tip trees along the back?
Limbs sliced and torn until the wood of the popsicle fence could be seen.
Then, I hauled most of that hot mess to the front yard and stacked it by the curb.
There it shall wait until next Wednesday, when the city hauls it off.
Good.
Meanwhile, I can look at those four piles and feel a sense of accomplishment.
That's good, too.