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Republican Congressmen and Half Naked Women
We’ve been gone for a few days. We were chased out of Oklahoma by the weather and the helicopters.
Sweetie and I dropped the kid off at Nana’s, the world’s greatest MIL and boogied down to Texas for an industry convention.
This guy was there, Eric Cantor an up and coming whippersnapper congressman for Virginia.. For $5000 you could have a private meet and greet. If you are an oilie you could wax on about deducting Intangible Drilling Costs and that the Depletion Allowance is in the Bible somewhere and he would give you empathetic nods. For $1500 you just get a photograph with him, a shake of the hands, and shove in the back. I’m giving you a photograph for free. Go get your own depletion allowance!
(Hawaiimagazine.com)
This guy,Mick Fleetwood, was also staying where we were staying. He was at the pool, right behind where Sweetie and I were sitting. I thought and thought about a way to take a picture of him without him knowing it. Couldn’t do it. I have a feeling that he would have given me a handshake for a lot less than $1500.
We played blackjack with play money. Loads and loads of fun.
Dallas needs us Okies descending on them for our conventions. It gives Dallasites a chance to check out the latest fashions.
See what I mean?
We had room service breakfast one morning. What a treat.
This is the spa, Sweetie tells me that there are all sorts of naked women on the other side of this window.
No need to sneak in the women’s room to see naked women. There were plenty of practically naked women out by the pool. This is the only picture I took the whole two days we sat by the pool. I didn’t hardly even take my camera out. I felt like a creep even thinking about it. Seriously ladies, cover up a little bit!! I can’t believe that I’m saying it.
We had fun playing shuffleboard. Turns out Sweetie is a cuthroat player. I’m not going to say she cheats or anything, you understand.
Oh yes, and had to stop and get stocked up on Fat Tire beer. The people who run Oklahoma are not going to let us be exposed to the evils of Fat Tire beer. Am I breaking a law transporting it across state lines? No wonder the helicopters were after us.
Our big old fat cat Chrissy was glad to see us. She spit up a hairball just for the occasion.
Speedy, my trail running buddy came by and wanted me to go run with him. I was too tired. One of these days I’m going to beat him. He breaks away too fast at the start for me to catch him.
So, what have you been up to?
How did you like the title of my post? I’m taking a cue from Michelle Bachman on making outrageous word combinations for fun and profit.
Weekend Reflections – Bright Shiny Things
Last Sunday morning Sweetie and I left SuperPizzaBoy at home so he could read poetry, listen to music and ponder important thoughts play video games. (No we didn’t go to church, we were total sinners and didn’t feel bad about it either. I know that we are on your prayer list.) Oh, sorry, I got off track. We went to a local nursery to shop for plants.
At least Sweetie was shopping for plants. I brought my camera along and was taking pictures. Taking pictures (cuz I’m not a photographers, I don’t capture images, I take pictures) of the plants but also…
of the bright shiny stuff they have for sale there. I just can’t believe that let people like me take pictures for free.
I just love it. I also think its a case of bloggernomics. You don’t know what bloggernomics is? Here is a lesson. See all those bright shiny balls below. I don’t know how much each string of baubles is but if you are a blogger...
You get all of them for free!!!! That’s bloggernomics.
It applies to multiple flats of flowers or
a whole pile of reflective balls. And as a bonus you don’t have to haul them out to the car, or unload, and then haul to the back yard. Or water them, or replace them after hail storms or any of that other stuff that comes with the concept of “owning” things.
Is that a win/win or what?
And when we were all done I was happy, and so was Sweetie. Here she is watering the flowers we put in at her mother Nana’s house (World’s greatest MIL in case you are wondering who Nana is.) Look at Sweetie’s big smile.
Nana was happy also, and so was SuperPizzaBoy! No telling what he did at the house while we were gone. I don’t want to know. Trust me.
So, do have any good examples of bloggernomics?
Wordless Wednesday – Cute Cuddling Yellow Cats
A Halloween Tale of the Epic Battle of the Universe
Welcome to the Party
Hey how about a Halloween Party? You up for it?
Meet CameraMan and Teddy Roosevelt – they like parties!
Hey the wicked witch!! Except this one is nice.
How about Mr. Skull’s perfect teeth. Makes for a beautiful smile!
A ghoul with two heads – you know it is not polite to stare!
Ah yes, the Amazing Zelda- the Fortune Teller – if You Dare. She doesn’t have good news for everybody.
Hey, we don’t want you to leave!! Have a seat! Yes, that one there. We made it just for you.
Have a bite to eat! Don’t you like our cookies? You don’t really want to upset the baker. You really don’t.
You don’t want to leave now do you? We are about to have ever so much fun.
First Annual Woolaroc Pioneer Woman Wet T Shirt Contest
Saturday, I ventured up to Frank Phillip’s ranch in Osage County (You know old Frank, the guy who started Phillips Petroleum Right?) to run in the Woolaroc 8K road race. Woolaroc is an acronym for “Woods, Lakes, and Rocks) and is the name that Mr. Phillips gave to the ranch. He is long since passed but there are lots of animals and a museum of art on the property.
I did my typical antics. I love taking pictures of people taking pictures. I was too late here, but I caught them looking at the image on the LCD screen.
I just took one picture of the race. You lose a lot of time taking pictures during a race, and it was raining. So I took just this one with my Ipod.
When you finish the race, and eat your banana, and get your Powerade they allow you into the museum for free. Not too many runners were in the museum and that is a good thing because a shocking thing was going on. The First Annual Pioneer Woman Wet Tee Shirt Contest. Sponsored by RHOC, the “Real Housewives of Osage County”. They are a wild bunch, nothing like the RHOK (“Real Housewives of Oklahoma”) who spend their time in churchly duties such as prayer, hymn singing, Bible study, martini drinking, and sewing clothes for the poor.
The RHOC ladies organized the event and got the services of four judges.
Frank Phillips himself, of course it is his place, so you gotta ask him right?
Geronimo made the trip from Fort Sill.
(Will Rogers by Bryan Baker)
Oklahoma’s favorite son Will Rogers agreed to be a judge.Man, wouldn’t you like to hear what he thinks of Paul Ryan and Joe Biden?
(Sugar for the Trail by Joe Beeler)
And they picked a cowboy because, well because this is Oklahoma and you have to have a cowboy and Garth Brooks was busy. The problem was the cowboy was caught in a compromising position with one of the contestants (who yeah big surprise, if you know cowboys) who was obviously trying to influence his vote. So they were both disqualified! The lady reminds me of Miss Kitty on Gunsmoke. I don’t know about you but my childhood was ruined when I realized that Miss Kitty was a hooker. Well, I’m digressing. Sorry.
Well, I won’t go through all the contestants. You know Pioneer Women were not known for their beauty generally,except to their husbands and kids.
So without further adieu, here are the winners. The 3rd runner up!
(Pioneer Woman by Bryant Baker)
A quite attractive, nice young woman. Her bonnet and boots are especially fetching don’t you think. Nothing like a woman who knows how to tie leather laces nice and tight.
(Pioneer Woman by H.A. McNeil)
The Second Runner Up, very lovely, even with the bare feet. I have to tell you though that the axe she carried was a little intimidating. You can see that her son likes her, a lot!
(Pioneer Woman by Arthur Lee)
The Runner Up featured a typical pioneer woman’s dress that protects her from the hot Oklahoma sun in the summer and our snowy, windy, cold winters. Plus she was exceptionally modest as her dress covered her completely down to her ankles. It is such a shame that young women these days seem to have this need to show everything they have.
(Pioneer Woman by James E. Fraser)
You know the winner had a lot to do Saturday and saw what she needed to do to win the contest and just went ahead and did it. She had to go get groceries, pick up some dry cleaning, clean the house, and cook dinner so she went All In, or maybe I should say All Out. I think the judges rewarded her pioneering spirit and her willingness to just cut to the chase.
So, do you think the judges pick the right woman?
I’m linking up with my friend Impulsive Addict’s Talk to Us Tuesday.
ABC Wednesday – “K”
K, K, K? What can K be? I don’t know but it reminds me about what they say about the University of Nebraska Football Team. You know the Corn Huskers? Do you know what the “N” on their helmets stands for?
You are right!! The “N” stands for Nowledge!!
And this week’s K is “King Tut.” We saw reproductions of his tomb contents at the Museum of Idaho’s “Treasures of the Tomb” exhibition in Idaho Falls during our visit there this past summer.
Have you acquired any good nowledge lately?
ABC Wednesday “J”
This week is “J” I think. Last time I played I used the wrong letter. Everybody was very nice and not a single person corrected me. Photoblogville is truly a very nice corner of the internet especially during this election season. You want to get scorched go to Facebook and say what you really feel. Photoblogs and their memes are exactly what old Al Gore had in mind when he invented the internet back when.
Anyways, J has to be July 4th right? I have over 23,000 photographs on Flickr that I have personally taken. The J’s are mainly July 4th. I mean my niece Jillian has a bunch but, oh what the heck here is one of my niece Jillian.
That’s Jillian and her husband Brian. They got married last year. Jillian is a sweetheart, her husband is a real nice guy. I’m her uncle so I know stuff like that.
Oh, back to July 4th, July 4th means fireworks.
Here I am showing how to get properly set up for watching Fireworks. You gotta have a patriotic shirt, you just have to. Please don’t show up on the fourth of July wearing the Union Jack. Not in Oklahoma anyway.
So here we go!
You know, even though I’m a guy, I read the manual on my camera before we went. It says that on the fireworks mode you hold the button down and let the camera decide when the shot is over. It made all the difference in the world. Now, guys, don’t take this a license to start reading manuals if confused and asking directions when lost. Guys just don’t do that kind of stuff generally, especially here in Oklahoma. Maybe in some place like Vermont it is okay, or British Columbia. Not here, no sir.
Hold on, just one more.
And that’s our show for tonight folks.
Graffiti Wednesday – Downtown Finds
I was headed home from work the other day and I caught the writing below out of the corner of my eye. I was on a one way street and so turned off and went up an alley back to it and took a picture. I got home and saw my big ole fat thumb on the edge of the photo. So I went back the next morning to try again.
It looks to me like an overlapped work judging by the background. The core area of downtown is pretty much devoid of graffiti. Lots of big empty walls and they are just blank. Actually I’m thankful. A little bit of graffiti goes a long ways.
If you look closely though you can spot micro Graffiti. (I just made that name up. Feel free to use it though.) I found the above and the following in the “Blue Dome” District of Tulsa’s downtown, just east of the core downtown area.
This was pasted on paper. I have no idea what it means, do you?
More signs just a few inches tall on a street sign. I like how the colors of the sticker and the sign are similar. You can bet that the writer’s belt and shoes match, and his murse.
Even the standpipes have stickers on them.
Another example of sticker graffiti.
I also found a micro poster on an electrical junction box cover. I’m all excited about all this micro-subversion (another term I invented, please by all means use if you feel led) going on in here in Oklahoma. It is going on right under our noses. Ironically the micro poster and and micro graffiti above are all within about 100 feet of the first geocache that SuperPizzaBoy and I planted a few years ago Tulsa Time which has been found 370 times so far. I hate to admit this but it is a “microcache” ( I didn’t invent that term.) Does that make me part of the microsubversion going on in the Blue Dome District?
Check out Graffiti Wednesday by my friend Jen, she posts about Graffiti quite frequently on Wednesday.
One last thing, from the Broken Arrow, OK “Chalk it Up Festival” this past weekend.
THUNDER UP!
My apologies to Miami Heat Fans. The Oklahoma City Thunder is the only major league professional sports team we have, if you don’t count the University of Oklahoma Football Team that is. I’m a huge Thunder fan, have been for days.
Let me ask you: Have you seen any micro-graffiti where you live? How about micro-subversion? I want to know!