I found my camera.It was right on the desk, hiding under a pile of fake sunflowers slated for fabric collage.
This isn’t a huge victory. I will probably spend half my day searching for something else I’ve misplaced.
I was making dinner yesterday evening and noticed that the wine & beer bottles sitting on the counter were having a groovy light,love and happiness party on the wall.
The green bottle was Red Zeppelin. I don’t remember drinking any of that, so I can’t tell you how it was. I probably didn’t drink any of it. Wine…meh. Probably from being raised in the heart of Finger Lakes Wine Country, I’ve become indifferent to it instead of being a connoisseur.
The brown beer bottle I can vouch for. Southern Tier Brewery’s Raspberry Wheat. Nice because instead of that annoying “ew, I’m drinking fermented fruit” flavor you get with a lot of fruity beers, this has a genuine raspberry flavor…..but it’s a subtle hint without being overpowering . That brewery also makes a good IPA but I really want to try their porter & the porter raspberry. I like pale ales but usually I like my beer like I like my humor – dark,quirky & full of substance (ha…you all thought I was gonna say “…like I like my men…”). I LOVE Arrogant Bastard Ale ,which no one seems to like because it’s a REALLY dark and “aggressive” beer. My favorite is still Dixie Lager’s Blackened Voodoo …but I don’t know if I’m imagining things but the flavor now doesn’t seem to be what it was pre-Katrina days. I wonder if it’s all in my head.
Great. I just made myself sound like the biggest lush ever. I’m really not a lush. I can only count a handful of times I’ve been actually fully intoxicated. The methodical and rigid German comes out in me when it comes to my drinking habits. I tuck the kids into bed, pop a movie in and have a beer. Just one, usually. See, my lushy-ness level is terribly unexciting.
We’ll just not discuss how I think everything under the sun should have rum in it.
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Yesterday morning’s Gluestick Therapy….
You people notice the strangest things in photos, like the things laying on my desk around the collage.
Email yesterday: “What’s up with the guitar picks with beads?”
Well, it’s an earring of course, like these. You can make your own,easy-peasy and obviously,they’re cooler if the picks have actually been used and not just bought for the purpose of making jewelry. Somewhere around here,I have Mudhoney guitar pick earrings….
I should go look for them.
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[blog title from "Beer for Breakfast" by The Replacements]
Now I think I’ll spend my day listening to The Replacements.
