Sunday, May 24, 2020

Ah, The Joys...


...of an early summer morning...and another trip around the links.

Not quite as good as the last time...

...hit a few more errant shots...but still a very enjoyable foray into the black arts of hickory golf.

Happily, I knew what I did wrong and was able to correct which was rewarding.
That's my "1 putt for bogey" and would you believe...?  Not if  you're smart you wouldn't...

Managed a couple of bogeys and one par, but mostly my hickories, gutta perchas and I hung around double bogey territory, which for me was just fine.

Afterwards I rewarded myself with a good cigar and a delightful view from the command center...

...would be hard to improve on this morning...



Labor on the 2020 version of the courtyard continues...

...with Karen working her usual magic...

...another week or so and it should be ready for the grand unveiling...you know, the big day when we, uh...well, that is, um...y'know...look at it and stuff...

In other...

...news...when we first moved in there were two outside lights that no longer worked...one was near the backyard by our bonus room, the other had been perched on the end of wall by the driveway.

That one had been knocked off the wall completely by the 16 year old driver who lived here before we purchased the place...we know that because he told us proudly...

...as if his inability to navigate the driveway without causing major damage to mommy's car and nearby stationary structures was worthy of applause in his world.

Well, this past week we resurrected both of them...
the one near the bonus room...


...and the one on the wall by the drveway...


...you can see the damage to the top of the wall by the base of the light...still to be repaired this summer...

The electrical has been an "exciting" (read: expensive)...

...part of restoring this home to its former glory and there's more to be done...but Karen suggested we connect each of these into our outside lighting that's on a "dusk til dawn" timer, rather than having them tied to a switch to turn them off and on.

That jump started the process and now both are lighting up the night again as they used to do.

A small but satisfying victory for the homeowners...



This week's "Crying Man" update is being replaced by a new feature...

...the Angry Man update...bc this diet thing is really starting to grind my gears.

Only lost a half pound this week...down to 199.4 now with another 4 or 5 lbs to go...will this torment never end??



In the Enlightened Leadership department...

...our Beloved Fascist recently made a bold proclamation.

Unfettered by Reason, unencumbered by the heavy manacles of Evidence, seduced by the dulcet tones of her own voice and bravely ignoring the neoteric announcement by The Apostle of National Lockdowns - the eminent Dr. Fauci - 

- who gave his contempo opinion that "long term lockdowns may cause irreparable damage" - our always confident though seldom right Dictator For Life proclaimed her lockdown of the proles would be extended until sometime in June.

She may not know much, but one thing she's definitely learned during this pandemic: it's just fun telling folks what to do.

Who needs the constitution when you've got whim and fancy as your guide?  Administered of course with a healthy dose of arrogance and condescension.

Remember fellow plebs, we get the government we deserve, so vote your conscience at the next election.




Sights 'round the ol' homestead...
all lit up at night


the head of the household relaxing on her perch



we now have a chipmunk hanging around



colorful shadow play


fallen blossoms



lilacs in bloom



Finally, this is Memorial Day weekend...

...when we pause to remember those who have served this country throughout its history.

The old saying is All Gave Some; Some Gave All.

Take a moment during this holiday weekend to reflect on the freedoms granted to us by God in heaven and safeguarded for us by the brave men and women in the military.
my favorite veteran

God Bless America, y'all.



later, mcm fans...

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Saturday, May 16, 2020

Behold...


...the tools of my ignorance...and this, the newest weapon in my meager arsenal...

...that's a circa 1925 mid-iron, ordered from an ebay seller in England.  Cost me more to have it shipped ($35) than it did to purchase the antique hickory club ($30).

And today I put it through its paces in my first skirmish of the year with the demigods of the golf underworld...

...not unexpectedly, golf demigods 1, me 0...but, this was a truly enjoyable round...

...for early season, I probably played as well as I ever have...

...and while admittedly that's not saying a whole lot, yet today I experienced what I always hope to whenever I tee it up:

some solitude, some exercise and a very enjoyable stroll through the country.




Ever seen one of these before?

That's a G.E. Monitor Top refrigerator...made in the late 1920's through about 1937....
a well heeled couple in the 1930's about to take a step up in the world...

...with a well earned reputation as being one of the most reliable appliances ever made.

There are still plenty of them working and in use today.

You can find them on ebay for $300 to $500...same type my grandmother had in her New York apartment when we visited her in the 1960's.

Here's an advertiser's optimistic view of how much you might expect to refrigerate inside your Monitor Top...

So why - other than my general interest in things historical - do I care about this?

Seeing that 1926 Gatsby style house last week got me to thinking about how we'd furnish an art deco themed home, and of course we'd have to own one of these classic refrigerators.

On the other hand I do love living here in our mid century modern Castle Frankenstein, so maybe we'll just opt for an art deco style bonus room..

We've already got the tiled floors, so if we add a classic radio...

...an RCA 621TS TV...

...the right lighting...

...some appropriate seating...


...the proper fireplace...

...a period correct telephone...

...voila...we'll grab some cold chicken from the ice box then hit the speakeasy...tell 'em Isadora Duncan sent you...



The dreaded Crying Man update...

...and this week I have much to cry about...only lost a pound, so sitting at 200 now.  The 190's are taunting me, languishing as they are on the opposite side of what appears to be an unbridgeable chasm.

This diet is making my life a living heck, but I am determined to soldier on as long as the man in the mirror resembles the Pillsbury Dough Boy...

...not the look I'm going for...



On my way back from the links I spotted this incisive commentary on our beloved fascist dictator for life...

...at least she appears to think that's her anointed title.

Cool sign, but he forgot the prefix "Dim".  ("Half" would also be acceptable.)


The glorious sunshine and pleasant temperatures are beseeching me to come experience them, and so I must leave you now.

...yeah, I'm probably not gonna do that, so feel free to go about your daily life now.

later, mcm fans...

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