Category Archives: Kio

Cluck Cluck Noodles

Last Sunday the Methodist Men had our annual Chicken Noodles Brunch. I took a few photos of the event:


Chicken & Noodles Brunch - 2018

Chicken & Noodles Brunch - 2018

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Chicken & Noodles Brunch - 2018

Chicken & Noodles Brunch - 2018

Chicken & Noodles Brunch - 2018

You may recall that the weather last Sunday was less than idyllic. Loads of snow dropped on the metropolitan Boone area and the temperatures were cold as well. The turnout for worship service was very low. However, almost everybody stuck around for our brunch. What I thought was going to be a disaster turned out to be a great success.

The Chicken Noodles Brunch is by far the most ambitious Methodist Men project. Everything is made from scratch*. On Thursday the noodles are made and cut. The chicken is picked. On Saturday, the potatoes are peeled. On Sunday, starting at 7 AM, everything is put together.

I’m glad so much effort was rewarded!

*If you don’t count our trademark red applesauce.

An Afternoon with O’Keeffe, Hopper, Basquiat, and Suzie

A couple Sundays back I met Suzie at the Des Moines Art Center to take in one of Des Moines’ most underappreciated attractions. The Des Moines Art Center is actually one of my favorite art museums that I have ever visited. It’s collection is surprisingly impressive and to top that off, it is FREE!

This was the 3rd or 4th time that we had tried to get together to visit the Des Moines Art Center, but something always seemed to get in the way. Made me think that the trip was never going to happen, much like Scottie D. and I’s next great tenderloining adventure to Winterset may never happen.

This trip to the art center ended up being kind of strange. Part of the way through the museum I started to sweat profusely and I was overcome with an overwhelming sense of hunger. We sat down for awhile and Suzie gave me a stick of gum. I felt better after a few minutes.

It was very bizarre. Not sure Suzie will want to visit the Art Center with me again at any time in the near future.

Here are a few pictures I took before my hot flash:


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This is called Klingon Mustaches

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After I felt better, I bid Suzie a fond adieu and then headed to the March for Our Lives via quick pit stop at Ted’s Coney Island.

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So I had an amazing day today. On a couple of strange fronts I had some new knowledge dropped on me and I’m still reeling from the info.

KNOWLEDGE BOMB #1

Today was the Methodist Men’s Annual Chicken Noodle Brunch. While we were taking a break from our arduous labor, I asked Kio if he had seen why Jefferson, Iowa was in the news this week.

Kio is a top dog at the Boone Area Humane Society, so I was referring to the story that was on the news about Jefferson coppers catching feral cats and then busting a cap in them.

Kio has unfortunately bought into the massive misinformation campaign to paint me as a cat hater. When in reality, I don’t hate cats. Cats suck and I report the facts. I don’t get any joy in this truth.

Because of his perception on my perception of cats, he thought I was going to push for Boone to follow suit with this efficient way to deal with an excess feline population.

However, all I really wanted to know is what the Boone Area Humane Society thought about this policy.

Now Kio can’t speak for the Boone Area Humane Society (okay, that is literally one of his jobs), but he can tell me what they do in Boone with what he termed “community cats”. Boone picks up these cats and makes sure they have all their shots and then microchips them, so they can track them. Then they return them to the neighborhood where they were trapped.

I was literally shocked to find out that this was happening. Boone has community cats.

Kio gave me the rough estimate that there are in the ballpark of 25 of these community cats in Boone. They are all registered, but he did not know whether or not the public had access to this registry.

I’ve had a few cats show up in my neighborhood and I had them dealt with before they could have an adverse effect on my property value.

However, I had no clue that some parts of Boone have sanctioned cats just strolling around.

I have decided that if I ever move, I will be finding out about how to check out this registry to make sure there isn’t one of these community cats in the neighborhood of a potential new home. Much in the same way that I made sure there were very few rental properties in my neighborhood when I bought my current homestead.

KNOWLEDGE BOMB #2

I now know the purpose and the story behind “The Shrine” between Boone and Ames. If you don’t know about “The Shrine”, it is a mysterious building on a country road between Boone and Ames, built by a guy that is known to run gawkers away from it. It is a source of frequent internet speculation and sometimes “investigative journalism” by local media outlets. It has its own thread on Reddit.

I have my information from a high placed source. While I would tell you what it is, I don’t want to ruin the mystery for you.

Here is a YouTube documentary on “The Shrine”:



I’ll just leave it that the documentary gets a few things right and quite a few things wrong.

200 Dollars Inside of My Bank Account, Woo, I Was Living on That!

The world wasn’t ready for these BLACK & WHITE pictures on Monday. It wasn’t ready on Tuesday. It wasn’t ready on Wednesday. It wasn’t ready on Thursday. I don’t think the world is ready for them now, but I can’t hold them back any longer:


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Some of the pictures were taken downtown Des Moines. Others were taken at Ledges. Some at the First United Methodist Church in Boone. The pictures with Naima were taken at Dickcissel Park.

Just one small batch of BLACK & WHITE alternates left. You’re welcome world!

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE – WEEK 124 – COLORFUL

A pretty decent amount of people had their creative bell rung by COLORFUL. At least that is what I will tell myself to get to sleep tonight.

But you didn’t come here to listen to me talk all tommyrot about participation rates. You came to see the submissions:


WEEK 124 - COLORFUL - ANDY SHARP
ANDY SHARP


WEEK 124 - COLORFUL - CHRISTOPHER D. BENNETT
CHRISTOPHER D. BENNETT


WEEK 124 - COLORFUL - CARLA STENSLAND
CARLA STENSLAND


WEEK 124 - COLORFUL - STEPHANIE KIM
STEPHANIE KIM


WEEK 124 - COLORFUL - STEPHANIE KIM
STEPHANIE KIM


WEEK 124 - COLORFUL - ANGIE DEWAARD
ANGIE DEWAARD


WEEK 124 - COLORFUL - TAMARA PETERSON
TAMARA PETERSON


WEEK 124 - COLORFUL - CATHIE RALEY
CATHIE RALEY


WEEK 124 - COLORFUL - LINDA BENNETT
LINDA BENNETT


WEEK 124 - COLORFUL - KIM BARKER
KIM BARKER


WEEK 124 - COLORFUL - KIM BARKER
KIM BARKER


What a great week of submissions!

But enough dwelling on the past. Time to look to the future. We are all interested in the future, for that is where you and I are going to spend the rest of our lives. And remember my friend, future events such as these will affect you in the future! This week’s theme:


WEEK 125 - JEALOUSY
JEALOUSY!


JEALOUSY! What a great theme! What a tough theme! I consider this to be maybe the toughest theme is this set of 52 themes. What is a JEALOUSY picture? A JEALOUSY picture would be of somebody being JEALOUS(Y) of somebody else. For example of an Iowa Hawkeye fan being JEALOUS(Y) of an Iowa State Cyclone fan for having a college education. Or another example would be showing something that makes you JEALOUS(Y). I don’t have a very good example for this, I experience JEALOUSY so rare.

As always, I look forward to your interpretations.

HOUSEKEEPING

A MESSAGE FROM THE PHOTOGRAPHY 139 RULES DIVISION

1. The picture has to be taken the week of the theme. This isn’t a curate your pictures challenge. This is a get your butt off the couch (my personal experience) and put your camera in your hands challenge. Don’t send me a picture of you next to the Eiffel Tower, when I know you were in Iowa all week. I will point out that I have let that slide some in the past. I will not in the future. Since it is literally about the only rule.

2. Your submission needs to be emailed to bennett@photography139.com by 11 AM on the Monday of the challenge due date. It should be pointed out that this blog auto-publishes at 12:01 on Mondays. So it wouldn’t hurt to get your picture in earlier.

That is it, them’s the rules.

A MESSAGE FROM THE PHOTOGRAPHY 139 SHAMELESS SELF-PROMOTION DIVISION

Nothing new to report. I’ll try to do better next week.

Want your own Photography 139 email subscription? Call, email, or text me and I’ll get you the hook up.

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That’s all I got for today, so if the good Lord’s willin’ and the creek don’t rise, we will commune right here again next Monday. Hopefully it will be a very jealous Monday!

#Methodists2Houston

I wanted to start today’s entry into An Artist’s Notebook by thanking Alabama for not sending a serial pedophile to the Senate.

Thank you Alabama for not sending a serial pedophile to the Senate.
Thank you Alabama for not sending a serial pedophile that thinks that homosexuality should be a crime and compared it to bestiality to the Senate.
Thank you Alabama for not sending a serial pedophile that thinks that homosexuality should be a crime and compared it to bestiality and thinks that we should get rid of the amendments that freed the slaves, gave African-Americans the right to vote, gave women the right to vote, and outlaws voter suppression via taxes.
Thank you Alabama!

Now to the meat of this entry. On Sunday night we had our annual Christmas Play at the church. Before the play the youth group hosted a soup supper as a fundraiser for the mission trip to Houston. Here are a few photos from that event:


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Thank you to everybody that came out and supported the youth group mission trip and donated the fat stacks of cash!

Relationship Goals

I hope all of you had a marvelous Thanksgiving weekend! I had a particularly great Thanksgiving weekend myself.

On Thursday morning I got up and went down to the church (Boone First United Methodist represent!) to take photos of our annual Thanksgiving. This is the second year in a row I’ve photographed the event. From the initial looks, I’d say that we served more than double what we served the previous year.

After hanging with the church family, I went to my Mom’s house for my family Thanksgiving. As usual, it was great. As usual Mom’s cooking was on point. Teresa’s French Silk Pie was delicious as usual. We watched SING and Alexis put up the Christmas tree.

Friday I got up and did some G33 classified business, but it was lots of fun. Even though the cheating was even more rampant than usual.

At noon I went to the Wal-Mart and rang the bell for the Salvation Army. One of my favorite things to do every year. For the people watching aspect alone.

Friday night I went to Boxholm and had a supper prepared by Becca and Bethany. It was kind of a surreal experience because we had the meal in Shorty and Doris’ home. All their stuff is still there, but now their stuff is accented with Tim’s style. Which isn’t bad, but it is weird. However, Bethany and Becca rocked the meal. Turkey and duck?!? Insane!

Saturday morning Dae Hee and I hit the road for Manhattan to see Nate and Laura, plus watch the Iowa State Cyclones battle the Kansas State Wildcats in football. On the way down there we stopped at a Waffle House in St. Joe’s because we were hungry and I love me some Waffle House. However, the Waffle House experience was marred with tragedy. I was mistaken for an Iowa Hawkeye fan by a group of Nebraska fans. It took me awhile to figure out that they had mistaken me for such a low beast as a Hawkeye fan because I was blatantly dressed like a Cyclone fan. It just put a pall on the entire experience. I couldn’t even properly enjoy the road waffle that Waffle House generously gifted us.

The rest of the trip to Manhattan went without incident. Mostly Dae Hee sleeping and me explaining every song of HAMILTON to a sleeping Dae Hee.

We lunched at a place called Bourbon & Baker. It is a small plate restaurant and I would recommend it. I’d highly recommend their chicken and waffles and that isn’t just my love for waffles speaking. #wafflelife

After lunch Nate and Laura dropped us off at Vampire Stadium. Nate scored us great free seats from some old retired professor dude. We sat on the 40 yard line in actual seats. Other than them being in literally the smallest rows in the history of rows and being surrounded by Purple Kansans, it was a great experience. Until the 4th quarter. When all of a sudden it was as if the Vampire had called up Bill Self and asked to borrow his personal refs.

I’m not blaming the loss on the refs. Iowa State certainly aided Purple Kansas with horrible play calling, but I can say with 100% certainty, I’ve NEVER seen a time where the referees threw 3 flags on one team and picked them all up. Not in an entire season. Not in an entire game. Not in an entire half. Not in an entire quarter. Definitely not in a 5 minute period.

What particularly hurt is when Kansas State blatantly interfered with Iowa State’s all-world receiver Allen Lazard. The refs threw the flag, because it was pretty blatant. Then got together. Picked up the flag and then tried to pretend that they were decent human beings, which they obviously are not. If they make the correct call there, the game is over and Iowa State leaves Manhattan with a victory and all is right in the world.

But I think this tweet by Lazard really puts a comedic spin on the deal:


Relationship Goals

What made the loss almost worse is the fact that Purple Kansans are so incredibly nice. At least 15 of them came up to me or Dae Hee to thank us for coming to their stadium. To tell us that we have a great team. It was a great game. In my state of mind at the time, I almost would’ve preferred an obnoxious Hawkeye or Husker or Jayhawk fan.

I’m pissed. Don’t be nice to me.

After the wave of Purple Kansas Nice finally finished washing over us, Nate and Laura picked us up and Road Rage Laura took us to dinner at the Taphouse. Another Manhattan eatery I would recommend. Their Korean Wings are delicious. Their house brewed root beer was good, but not great. Very strangely they served it on ice. Must be a Purple Kansas thing.

Then the final twist of the knife came when I got a snap from somebody that was eating pizza from The Adobe. I’ve been badly hankering for some pizza from The Adobe for quite some time now. I guess that is my own fault for not just going myself.

After dinner I cashed in my chips and called it a night. I was physically and emotionally drained.

Nate got a text in the morning from Bethany that Nora was sick. We decided to skip breakfast and hit the road.

On the way out of town we stopped at Manhattan Hill. 8 AM. The only people there were Cyclone fans. It was universally agreed upon that we were all still pissed. We hopped in the car and headed home. That little Manhattan Hill therapy session definitely helped my mood a bit.

But I really brought you here to share some photos from church’s Thanksgiving meal:






































































































The church server 521 meals on Thanksgiving! What an incredible blessing!

A Methodist Trio

Here is a collection of photos from 3 Methodist events. The Event Formerly Known as the Methodist Men Steak Fry, Safe Trick-or-Treat Night at the Eastern Star Home, and Consecration Sunday Brunch.


The Event Formerly Known as The Methodist Men Steak Fry

The Event Formerly Known as The Methodist Men Steak Fry

The Event Formerly Known as The Methodist Men Steak Fry

The Event Formerly Known as The Methodist Men Steak Fry

Safe Trick-or-Treating

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Safe Trick-or-Treating

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Safe Trick-or-Treating

Consecration Brunch

Consecration Brunch

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Consecration Brunch

Consecration Brunch

Consecration Brunch

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Consecration Brunch

Consecration Brunch

One of the bizarre things about the world of social media is that bizarre things happen. I posted a picture of Johnathan and Logan grilling for the Event Formerly Known as the Methodist Men Steak Fry on our church’s Facebook page thanking everybody that made the event such a smashing success.

A lady from the church left a comment on the photo tagging her husband with the comment, “See (husband name) they are cool.”

I don’t know what she meant by this comment, but here is my theory:

This lady has tried to get her husband to be active in the Methodist Men. He has openly dismissed her because the Methodist Men are “lame” and “uncool”. However, when she saw a picture of two dudes participating in Methodist Men activities like Logan and Johnathan that are undeniably cool and comport themselves with a little bit of their uncle’s well-documented badassness, she felt that this would be the example that would make her husband see that the Methodist Men aren’t “lame”. In fact, we are “cool”.

In fact, we are pretty lame. But their is coolness in lameness when you own it.

First You “Meat” and then You Greet

Thanks to everybody that braved the cold temperatures on Sunday to attend Scott Degeneffe’s “Meat” and Greet and he continues to pursue election to the office of City Councilman for Boone Ward 5.

Here are a few photos from the event:
















































The event was a huge success! Attracting people as diverse as people that work on Republican campaigns to the most ardent backyard chicken activists.

Remember that you (if you live in Ward 5) can, should, and must vote for Scott Degeneffe on November 7th!


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