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Yogi Takez an Art Clazz

Friday night Heather and I met with our friends Jim and Leanna for dinner and drinks. Afterward we headed over to Pinot’z Palette on the Jenkz Riverwalk for an “Art and Wine” clazz.

My art needz a little polishing up. To the best of my recollection my last art clazz was in 6th grade at Harding Elementary School in Price, Utah which was not too long ago. I mean 1966 is just like yesterday, right. I think one should take a refresher course every 50 yearz to keep their Art Skillz sharp. Anywayz (I’m liking the z’s instead of s’s at the end of wordz right now. That’z allowable in Oklahoma if you are good at football. I’m not good football but I wish I waz.) This waz almost easier than paint by numberz. The instructor got up on a pedestal and basically told uz what to do every step of the way and they had already pencil sketched the owl shape we were working on that night.

It waz fun! We got to wear apronz so we didn’t have to be too neat. We mixed colorz and used three different brushez and even used the butt end of jthe brushez a little bit. They had wine available and we indulged and everybody had a great time and the resultz were good.

So here are Heather and I (yez, I am smiling so shut up). I tried my best to make my owl not so feminine. And I wanted pluz sized eyez and a big beak. You know, not az big az mine but bigger than most.

And here iz Jim and Leanna with their work. You can tell they both have true artistic tempermentz.

Anywayz, I think I’ll be having another session before another fifty yearz come. And I’m done with z thing at the end of wordz. I am not sure what why started but it iz irritiating the bejeeberz out of me, and I’m sure you but once I the idea popped into my head halfway through writing thiz, I just had to do it.

Yogi Takes the Challenge

Sandy Carlson of Writing in Faith or maybe her very talented daughter or both tagged me via Instagram to take the the Ice Bucket Challenge so Tuesday night I took it myself with son Logan getting to do the honors. Heather did a great job on the camera.

Tell you what, the only thing worse than seeing photographs of myself is watching videos of myself. So I posted this on facebook and called out a bunch of people and if you are reading this I challenge you also!! Too late to escape, I go the tracking tools and I know who you are.

I looked through Youtube for other ice challenges. I love Lady Gaga’s version, so cool. Plus a rare opportunity to see a video of her with all her clothes on. Taylor Swift also did a challenge but there was too much girly squealing for me. Really Taylor, really, grow up.

Michael Buble took the challenge in a stoic Canadian kind of way.

Oprah Winfrey lends authority to the challenge in her classy way. Come back Oprah!!

Go check out youtube dot com for other examples. You know for a rare disease there seems to be a lot of people I know personally with ALS.

Our World – Life on the River

Last Friday afternoon the family went to the Blue Rose on the Arkansas to have a late lunch.

Fresh from my brush with skin cancer I had my SPF50 and fancy hat on.

Heather was coordinating things and making things happen while still looking great.

And Logan, he was wanting to know when his burger was going to show up. I kept wondering why he wasn’t in school.

Here is mine, burger, bacon, blue cheese. Yeah baby, and I didn’t share.

And a couple of adult malted beverages. Don’t worry about Logan he had a soft drink.

Such was the scene on the first real sunny, really warm day of the year last week. It felt really good to be warm and in the sun right on the river.

What did you do on your first real sunny, really warm day of the year?

Our World Tuesday

“What is Love” at the Prom

A few weeks ago Logan’s school had their prom. I was sick at the time and just popped my head in long enough to get everybody else sick and look around a little bit so I missed almost all of it. Somebody else took these photos and shared them with us.

It’s Logan and his classmates bobbing their heads to the song “What is Love” in parody to the popular Jim Carrey skits on Saturday Night Live. I wasn’t there but Heather told me that Logan kept saying “I don’t get it!” You see he has never seen SNL. Cuz he is a kid you see.

Oh I wish I could have been there to see it but I got the pics. I love seeing the kid having fun.

Do you get it?

Running the Route 66 Half Marathon

(There they go!)

I ran the Half Marathon segment of the Route 66 Half Marathon here in Tulsa on Sunday. Sorry I don’t have too many pics. The temp was about 20 at the start of the race and didn’t get above 30. So at the first of the race while waiting in the “Corral” and at the end my fingers and hands felt like stone so no pics. As I got going my I warmed up and my hands thawed and I pulled the camera out a few times.

(Here comes another wave!)

The course started out downtown and wound down and around what is called Midtown in Tulsa just south of downtown and then further south to a funky little area of small houses and cool restaurants and stores called Brookside. From there we got on Riverside drive and ran north parallel to the Arkansas River back to downtown and then finished in and old warehouse area called the Brady District

(I am fascinated by water station squalor. Runners are such pigs. Oink, oink, snort.)

At the end of a race I generally circulate around and talk to who I know and see what is going on. Take a few pics, take in the scene. Sunday, nope, too danged cold. I did cash in my two beer tickets at once. The lady at the beer table was impressed as I walked away carrying my two beers and my gear bag wearing mittens. Child’s play is what she doesn’t realize.

There are lots of signs on the route. Most by family members of runners. “Go Janet!” or “WTG Dad!” Those are okay. I love the Lululemon Girls. Lululemon is a store that sells high end “cute” workout gear. I don’t think that I have any unless Kohl’s sells their label. I do love the Lululemon girls signs. They have a new store on Peoria in the Brookside area. That ‘s the kind of stuff that they sell in Brookside. I’m not putting it down, just saying. I have bought a few meals on Brookside, but never any merchandise. I’m kind of proud of that actually.

You notice that she is pointing the sign at me right?

The guy is obviously not a Lululemon girl. I bet his girlfriend is though. He gave me a fistbump. I accepted it reluctantly, just so you know. You see the girl is looking right at me. With that look. You know, the look don’t you? She didn’t offer a fist bump or much of anything else.

Anyways, I finished the race, grabbed my gear bag with extra clothes, grabbed and downed my beers and made my way to the shuttle bus. It was heated. I didn’t want to get off but I did. Made it home cleaned up before my selfie with the shirt and medal.

Hey when is the next race!!!

Song-ography – My Life Would Suck Without You by Kelly Clarkson

(Those of us that live in Oklahoma swoon at the sight of what is available elsewhere. Thanks Oklahoma legislators. )

Guess this means you’re sorry
You’re standing at my door
Guess this means you take back
All you said before
Like how much you wanted
Anyone but me
Said you’d never come back
But here you are again

‘Cause we belong together now, yeah
Forever united here somehow, yeah
You got a piece of me
And honestly,
My life (my life) would suck (would suck) without you…

(Chimay is nice but be careful, its alcohol content is high)

Maybe I was stupid for telling you goodbye
Maybe I was wrong for trying to pick a fight
I know that I’ve got issues
But you’re pretty messed up too,
Either way I found out I’m nothing without you

(In Oklahoma we are protected from both Fat Tire and Obamacare)

‘Cause we belong together now yeah
Forever united here somehow yeah
You got a piece of me
And honestly,
My life (my life) would suck (would suck) without you...

(You are killing me smalls)

Being with you
Is so dysfunctional
I really shouldn’t miss you
But I can’t let you go
oh yeah…

‘Cause we belong together now yeah
Forever united here somehow yeah
You got a piece of me:)
And honestly,
My life (my life) would suck (would suck) without you

‘Cause we belong together now yeah
Forever united here somehow yeah
You got a piece of me:)
And honestly,
My life (my life) would suck (would suck) without you…

Songwriters
KELLY, CLAUDE / GOTTWALD, LUKASZ / SANDBERG, MARTIN
Published by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Musi

Song-ography

Song-ography – Bare Naked Ladies Edition – “If I Had A Million Dollars”

Well, this is a good way to increase my Google search rating. Every perv in the world is going to be hitting on this post but I don’t have what they are looking for. The Barenaked Ladies are a Canadian Band and they have some really good offbeat ironic songs, many of them are hilarious. This week Song-ography’s prompt is the Barenaked Ladies “If I Had a Million Dollars.” Song-ography is fun meme that comes out on Sundays hosted by Kath at You’ll Shoot Your Eyes Out where you try to match up photographs with songs. It is a lot of fun!

If I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
Well, Id buy you a house
I would buy you a house

(Sorry Sweetie, a million dollars just doesn’t go as far as it used to. You have to admit though the view is great.)

And if I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
Id buy you furniture for your house
Maybe a nice chesterfield or an ottoman

(Or how about a good deal on a wood stove. You know using wood warms you twice.)

And if I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
Well, Id buy you a K-Car
A nice reliant automobile
And if I had a million dollars, Id buy your love

(I know it doesn’t look that great Sweetie but it runs great and has good rubber.)

If I had a million dollars
Id build a tree-fort in our yard
If I had a million dollars you could help
It wouldnt be that hard

(I’d like to build you a tree fort but the tree is not cooperating.)

If I had a million dollars
Maybe we could put a little tiny fridge
In there somewhere
We could just go up there and hang out

Like open the fridge and stuff
And thered all be foods laid out for us
Like little pre-wrapped sausages and things

(I promise, once I get the oven working, I’ll start on the fridge. I mean right after I write a post about fixing the oven.)

They have pre-wrapped sausages
But they dont have pre-wrapped bacon
Well, can you blame them?
Yeah

If I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
Well, Id buy you a fur a coat
But not a real fur coat, thats cruel

(Well, the bare chested PETA girls that came to town last year don’t really like fur coats, or soooo they sayyyyyy!) (This photo is for the pervs that showed up looking for one thing and decided to stay for a while. You guys can go now.)

And if I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
Well, Id buy you an exotic pet
Yep, like a llama or an emu

(How about a centipede, we already have too many big critters in the house.)

And if I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
Well, Id buy you John Merricks remains
All them crazy elephant bones
And if I had a million dollars Id buy your love

If I had a million dollars
We wouldnt have to walk to the store
If I had a million dollars
Wed take a Limousine cause it costs more

(Well you know it is colorful. Problem is that the color, symbol, and slogan are probable causes for everything from conspiracy to jaywalking on up.)

If I had a million dollars
We wouldnt have to eat Kraft dinner
But we would eat Kraft dinner

(Or a foot long coney, the PETA girls wouldn’t want that either, or sooo theyyyy sayyy!!! Remaining pervs can leave now. Please!!)

Of course we would, wed just eat more
And buy really expensive ketchups with it
Thats right, all the fanciest Dijon ketchups

(That is as fancy as it gets around here.)

If I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
Well, Id buy you a green dress
But not a real green dress, thats cruel

(I mean really, who wears green dresses? Green is not even a color, its a mixture of colors.)

And if I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
Well, Id buy you some art
A Picasso or a Garfunkel

(How do you like it Sweetie! Isn’t it grand! We’ll put it by the television, yes in our house. Uh uh, yes the living room. What do you mean return it? It’s a work of art! A million bucks doesn’t get you a Picasso anymore Sweetie!)

If I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
Well, Id buy you a monkey
Havent you always wanted a monkey?
If I had a million dollars Id buy your love

(Uh, well yeah, he might could fix the oven faster than I am, but I bet you that he doesn’t have a blog. What do you mean that that is a big plus?)

If I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
Id be rich

(Hey, I am rich without the million dollars)

Songwriters: Ed Robertson, Steven Page

Song-ography

Our World – Family Trail Ride

We had a family reunion on a ranch near Island Park, Idaho last week. While there we signed up for a trail ride.

As we gathered brother Bob and nephew Shiloh honed their ~~roping~~ rope untangling skills.

Sister Ellen, (left), Dad, and Sweetie chattted.

The smirking stars of the day were trying to figure out who of the dudes they were going throw off during the ride.

The lead wrangler was showing us how to get on the horse. I didn’t catch his next move where standing where he is, he jumped and swung his right leg over the horse and into the saddle as smooth as silk. Without breaking his serious face he asked if we had any questions. I love smart alecky wranglers.

So after everybody was on their horse (using platforms) we were ready to go.

Off we went across the sagebrush and up a hill against a beautiful blue sky.

Alongside a small lake.

Across lush green meadows.

And through the woods.

We stopped and the wranger took photographs with our cameras. Left to right is brother-in-law Irv, brother Bob, sister Ellen, SuperPizzaBoy, nephew Mr. Beans, Sweetie, and Me!

Irv documented the return trek.

Here is my horsecam view of yet another small lake close to the stable.

All of our butts were a little sore but we were happpy.

Our World Tuesday

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.

“What the Hell Happened?” – KC and the Sunshine Band

So what the hell did happen?

Well Sweetie’s birthday for one thing. We spent the day running around doing errands and fetching stuff.

Later on we headed out to the Cherokee Hard Rock Casino in nearby Catoosa for Sweetie’s birthday dinner at their McGills on 19 restaurant.. SuperPizzaBoy spent the evening with his Nana.

And then we went to see KC and the Sunshine Band at the Joint at the Casino.

Disco music was never my thing but KC put on a great show. The musicians and dancers were top notch. KC was very animated and engaging. He talked between songs a little about the up and downs of his career. “What the Hell Happened?” was the refrain all through the night.

He certainly connected with his audience. His fans were into it. He put on a good show.

Afterwards he signed autographs. I tried to get a photo of him and Sweetie but he was across a wide counter. So this is what we got folks.

The drummer, David Simmons, who Sweetie and I both agreed may be the best drummer we have ever heard showed up and chatted up everybody in line. He is a very nice guy.

Check out the bands website. Lots of good stuff there. Old songs and photographs and all that.

I loved this, a very young KC on his way up early in his career. A young man on his way up.

And I love this video. It typifies the whole disco thing with the funny clothes and dancing. In 1983 disco had flamed out and KC has kind of a hard look to him.

KC and the Sunshine Band has had its ups and downs. I have to admire somebody who keeps on plugging away. At 61 years told KC is still in there giving it everything he has.

And that is What the Hell Happened yesterday.

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