Sunday, October 13, 2019

The Delights...

...of a chill autumn morning...I may wish it was still summer, but ya gotta love a warm fire on a cold October day.

Might as well enjoy a hot cup of coffee...
...and be in the moment instead of wishing the time away.

Present and accounted for, sir.
Fait accompli...
...all 6 seasons successfully binge watched...managed to cram 50+ episodes into 3 focused weeks.

I know...my kingdom for a life...but it's only the 2nd time we've done this, and it's the only time we've ever actually watched an entire series.

Credit the writer(s) and production staff on that score...great stories with well drawn characters, interesting plot lines and fabulous settings.





It's true they did give in to a bout of "Hallmark Happy Ending"-itis in the series finale, but somehow it all seemed fitting and absent any contrived saccharine fakery.

Part of that is because you get to know the characters and wish them well in the years ahead.

Now that's good writing...and acting.
Enjoyed my stroll through the country this week...
...even though I struggled with my play club from the tees.

In fact, the above picture was taken just before I hit my one and only good drive of the day.

For the other 7 holes I teed off with my play club, 4 of them were just ok, and 3 of them were horrendous slices.

Ouch.

Thankfully I was doing pretty well with my mashie and putter...



...and in spite of some struggles I considered the day a success.

As an old acquaintance used to say whenever his team gave a good effort, "we called it a win".

Hear, hear.
It's finally happening...
...leaves are changing and temperatures are dropping...
on my way to the links
It's only in the 40's today, windy and cold...
...looks like we've turned the corner and Fall is here to stay.
And if the flag looks a little shorter than it used to...well, that's because it is.

When we returned home from a greenhouse with the "pumpkin pie" mums you see out front we found the flag pole laying in the bushes...apparently the high winds snapped it about 3' above the base.

Karen figured out we could still slide the top part of the pole into the base that's cemented into the ground and voila!  20' flag pole shortened to 15'.

We'll remedy that in the spring but at least for now we still have Ol' Glory waving proudly above Hare Manor.
Since we're almost halfway through October, here's your All Hallows E'en update...
...as much as I love the classic Frankenstein...
...we're trying a change of costume this year:  Mister...
...and Mrs. Bones...
Main reason being when I'm wearing my over the head Franky mask I can't talk...and both of us can tell I make everyone a little uncomfortable, hulking silently beside them as Karen doles out their candy.

We still want it to be some spooky fun while they're getting their treats, but we hope me being able to interact with them will keep it a little lighter.

That's the plan, anyway.
A few parting shots on our way out the door...
entry in a pumpkin carving contest in Holland


been a while, but Ms. Deer stopped by this morning


no heat at work so I was standing in the morning sunlight trying to get warm


doesn't help that this guy tried to steal the sun


a mantis praying for food


Octoberfest centerpiece
Well you've done it again...endured another bout...
...with intellectual mediocrity as we slogged to the end of this edition of the Atomic Monster Cafe.

If it was up to me, you'd get a medal...
...but it ain't, so quit yer complainin'...ain't becomin' for a person of your statue...
later, mcm fans...

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Saturday, October 5, 2019

Looks Like...

living room
...heating season is upon us...we now have all 3 fireplaces up and running.
bedroom
bonus room

Besides the increase in expense, it's just depressing to think of where we're heading...


...*heavy sigh*...

Switching gears to the happy life events department, the daughter of a friend from work recently got married, and he shared a couple of very nice pictures:
the proud father walking his beautiful daughter down the aisle


Dad, Mom and the Happy Couple
As joyous as these events are, they're not without a twinge of sadness for a page turned and a wonderful chapter of life drawing to a close.

Old saying but true: every ending marks a new beginning, and we send our Best Wishes to the newly minted Mr. and Mrs.

As they embark on the great adventure of their new life together may they find much happiness and many years filled with love and laughter.
In the ding-dang-diggety-darn department (a busier department than you might guess), this was another week of no hickory golf...
...and the fans are not pleased...too much rain and the course is soaked.

Even so I did get out in my backyard and swat whiffle golf balls all week while dodging raindrops.
Also tweaked my club selection since I've decided to stick with gutta percha golf balls...
...added a pre-1900 "play club" (wood driver), kept my 1930's mashie and niblick, and swapped out calamity jane for a pre-1900 wooden putter.

The play club and putter are made specifically to be used with gutta percha balls.

Now it just needs to stop raining for a few days...
The Downton Abbey binge continues...
ah, but we do, Your Ladyship...
Currently in season 5, and I admit...it's basically a...
...but it's one with very high production values, terrific costumes, great acting, and set in a fascinating time period when the world was undergoing cataclysmic changes on many levels.

And Maggie Smith (above) is like the great Bill Nighy, stealing every scene in which she appears.

Good stuff.
Recently read that Amtrak is eliminating their dining car service on a number of overnight trips, including the City Of New Orleans and others...
...replacing it with boxed meals you can eat in your sleeper car or in a lounge car.
Predictably this change has not been met with great enthusiasm by anyone with functioning taste buds and an appreciation for the amenities of train travel.

Basically no one likes it other than the cost cutting nerds in management.

They claim it's to accommodate the new breed of passengers (read: millennials) who don't want to eat their meals with strangers.

Well, yeah...they'd rather receive them intravenously so they can stare at their phones non-stop, completely insulated from any meaningful human contact.
And another great tradition of the past yields to the downward spiral of what passes for progress.
4 or 5 years ago I developed what turned out to be a passing interest in cigar box guitars...


...with my apologies.
It's a beautiful fall day...
...and it's rapidly disappearing...so before it slips away completely let's take a quick trip around the parting shots department...


Cigars Smokers Anonymous Meeting


President and VP of Cigars Smokers Anonymous



wishful thinking



why didn't they do this when I was a kid?


fall morning


humble abode

Once again we have raced to the end of another thrillin' edition of the Atomic Monster Cafe jes' like Boondoggle Smith runnin' shine in the hills o' Kentucky...
...and that's why all of us here at the sparkling offices of the AMC want to say "thank you" for taking time away from your illegal activities and spending a few quality moments with us.
Thanks, y'all!
But don't think we aren't going to call the cops on you...
...because we are...oh yeah, fer sure...

later, mcm fans...



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