Saturday, September 3, 2016

And Now A Word...

...from our favorite Ancient Otherworldly Oracle, Yoda...artwork courtesy of the talented Kris Walworth.

He graces us with occasional masterpieces on one of our whiteboards at work.  I always check to see what his latest inspiration has been, but sadly did not start photographing them until this one.

In any event, the origin of Labor Day dates back to 1894 when Congress established the first Monday in September as a holiday to honor the contributions of the American worker to "the strength, well-being and prosperity of our country".

If Yoda is good with it, I'm good with it, so enjoy the holiday devoted to honoring labor by taking a respite and surcease from it.

Me, I'll be crying in my locally brewed craft beer (hey, it's Labor Day so you hafta support local businesses) thinking about the end of summer and what surely follows.

Used to love the fall season best...so pretty with cooler temps, football, halloween...

If the Great Gatsby likes it, I like it...but the problem is what follows, and the older I get the less I can tolerate Ol' Man Winter.  He's akin to one of your rude, loud, thoughtless relatives that leaves the door open, tracks in mud and snow on his boots and overstays his welcome.  Hello, it's getting late, time is up, time to go now...

Yeah, I know all you skiers, ice skaters, snowmobilers and hockey fans beg to differ...

...but in my world, this weekend represents this:


...summer packing her bags and heading for the station like a spurned lover...if we're lucky, she'll return eight or nine months from now...

Took Friday off to make this a 4 day weekend, and so far so good...Thursday night we sat by the fire for awhile then retreated to the theater room to watch "Forget Paris".


...an excellent movie with Billy Crystal and Debra Winger...unique in that it's an hilarious comedy that gives a very serious and thoughtful treatment of the subject of marriage.  Probably the most realistic movie I've seen when it comes to the challenges of blending two separate lives into one successful union.  I highly recommend it.

Yesterday we ran some errands then spent much of the day attacking the clutter in our garage...made some real progress but much more to go...amazing how much stuff we've collected over 11 years.

Last night we rinsed and repeated with the fire and movie concept, but this time we watched one of the best movies ever made, Casablanca:

Seen it more than a dozen times and always love it...some of the best movie lines ever spoken are contained in this film, including of course the best last line in a movie, ever:

"Louis, I think this is the beginning of beautiful friendship."

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Saturday turned into a busy day spent cleaning the garage, something we said we were NOT going to do over the holiday weekend...do we know how to party on the last weekend of summer or what?


...what a mess, but there is progress believe it or not...we'll spend a good part of today and much of next week continuing this process...we did get my weights moved to the back of the garage where formerly there was so much clutter you couldn't walk.

Saturday night we skipped the fire, but cued up City Slickers as our movie entertainment choice...

...another hilarious Billy Crystal movie...he made a string of them in the late 80's and through the 90's.  Jack Palance as "Curly" won an Oscar for Best Supporting Actor...rare for a comedy.

This morning I discovered Mr. Bolts had moved from the back to the front of the garage, an obvious attempt at escape...

This is the thanks I get for providing a safe haven for the unfortunate result of a grave robbing experiment gone horribly wrong?  Kids these days...

At least the goldfish still seem thankful for room and board...

...as do the winged fowl of the wild that frequent our bird feeder...


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The Battle of the Garage continues...
Karen wandering amid the carnage...
Me sitting morosely, overwhelmed by the task at hand.
(if you know your Hollywood history, you recognize Buster Keaton and his classic pork pie fedora)

It may appear as if we're losing the battle, but this, believe it or not, is progress...big piles of junk to be hauled away and other good stuff to be given to Goodwill...what's left will be stored neatly in half the space...we're committed to cutting the amount of Christmas and Halloween decorations in half...so we press on.

In the meantime Mr. T's new home is sitting in the driveway...

...so far we've had great weather so no problem having him sleep outside...

Tonight we'll have one more fire to kiss the holiday goodbye and then it's back into the fray at shangri-la...

Later, mcm fans...


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