The world wasn’t ready for these MUSIC photos on Monday. Not sure the world is ready for them now, but I can’t hold them back any longer:
The majority of the pictures were taken at Rieman Music in Ames. If you have any music needs, this is definitely the place to shop. Many of the guitars pictured are Derrick’s creation. He is creating a Jennifer guitar, an Evalyn guitar, and a Layla guitar to the honor the women in his life.
The rest of the pictures were taken at Boone First United Methodist Church.
The world wasn’t ready for these CITY pictures to be revealed on Monday. I’m not sure the world is ready for them now, but I can’t hold them back any longer:
I had big plans of making it down to Des Moines this weekend, but Logan’s graduation ceremony last about 7 hours. 5 hours and 30 minutes of that were trying to get out of the parking lot. Sunday, I decided to mow and then went to a concert at Boone First United Methodist Church. It was a guitar/violin duo named Lyra. They were worth the effort.
All of my CITY pictures were taken in the seedy back alley pictures of Boone.
The following images (and this collection is all over the place) came from the folder 04-30-08:
One of the bitter parts of this collection is that Karen has passed away since this picture was taken. Many of these pictures were taken during Olivia’s Stitching Time. A sewing circle that Teresa started and ran for a year or so.
I don’t believe I used the Little White Lye Soap pictures for anything, but I did take them. The tulips are in my Mom’s yard.
Last Sunday the Methodist Men had our annual Chicken Noodles Brunch. I took a few photos of the event:
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.
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:
This is called Klingon Mustaches
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.
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.
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:
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!
The picture of me dunking is not a photo trick or a lowered hoop, I’m sure.
I’m not quite sure why I took the religious photos. But I like them.
The Easter photos are interesting because this year we won’t be celebrating Easter on Easter for the first time that I can ever remember. Mom is heading to Virginia with her favorite child that weekend. I might have my own private Air Fryer Easter that day.
The pictures of Shannon are from when she started at United Way. She needed a head shot for some kind of press release or newsletter or to hang in the company bathroom. I’m not really sure. However, I am 100% sure that Shannon will continue to work at The United Way for the foreseeable future. She will probably retire from there.
Next week’s walk down memory lane will involve snow.