On New Year’s Day, between the Outback Bowl and the Rose Bowl, I went over to check out the ACTORS building in Ames with Becky, Terra and Geri. Geri is actually the President or Chairman of ACTORS.
Some pictures.
Shoes
Becky & Terra
Rubber Chicken
Ham
Geri and I
Dressing Room
It was an interesting experience.
October’s picture.
Some mums.
It is a New Year and soon enough, it will be too cold to go outside and you will need to do more while you are inside than just watching the Cyclones play basketball. May I suggest reading. In fact, while I’m suggesting I’m going to suggest a few websites that are worth your time to read every now and again.
Teresa’s blog about crafts: Tea Time
Jesse’s website: WEBSITE DELETED
Lowell’s website: LowellDavis.net
Dawn’s poetry: Impassioned Versifier
I think you will find some stuff of interest in all of these diversions.
I thought about waxing philosophical on how indifferent I am to New Year’s Eve and all of it trappings, but as it turns out I’m to apathetic to even write about it.
However, I am now intrigued by the concept of waxing philosophical. I know this is an old timey phrase that dates back to when the word wax mostly meant to grow. Such as a waxing moon. As opposed to a waning moon.
But, I still want to invent a product called Philosopher’s Wax. I’m quite certain that it could be used on both a convertible and a finely groomed mustache. A mustache like that kid at Subway has that Willy admires from a distance.
I’m told that New Year’s is a time for new beginnings, but it seems to me that to arbitrarily wait for one certain point in Earth’s orbit around the sun to make drastic or necessary changes in one’s life is silly, but not in a good way like the putty. Make those changes when you realize they need to be made and one certainly shouldn’t wait an entire year to reflect on their life.
So to New Year’s and all of its trappings, I say “Bah! It is a humbug!” Besides the time with family and friends. The day off from work. All the good food and football.
I thought I would throw out the picture for September while I was at it.
This is a picture of a moonflower.
On Sunday night we took Jesse out to Buffet City to celebrate his birthday. Ever since that night I have had the song The Crawdad Hole stuck in my head.
You get a line and I’ll get a pole Honey!
You get a line and I’ll get a pole Babe!
You get a line and I’ll get a pole
And we’ll go down to the crawdad hole
Honey… Baby of mineBig ole crawdad struttin’ round Honey!
Big ole crawdad struttin’ round Babe!
Big ole crawdad strutin’ round
Like he’s the King of Crawdad Town
Honey… Baby of mineI’m gonna see that crawdad on my plate Honey!
I’m gonna see that crawdad on my plate Babe!
I’m gonna see that crawdad on my plate
With a bowl full of butter and a sweet patate
Honey… Baby of mineCrawdad’s hangin’ onto my toe Honey!
Crawdad’s hangin’ onto my toe Babe!
Crawdad’s hangin’ onto my toe
I shake and shout but he won’t let go
Honey… Baby of mineWhat are ya gonna do when the hole runs dry Honey!
What are ya gonna do when the hole runs dry Babe!
What are ya gonna do when the hole runs dry
Sit on the banks and have a crawdad fry
Honey… Baby of mineSee that crawdad winkin’ his eye Honey!
See that crawdad winkin’ his eye Babe!
See that crawdad winkin’ his eye
Let’s turn him into crawdad pie
Honey… Baby of mineFry them crawdads nice an’ brown Honey!
Fry them crawdads nice an’ brown Babe!
Fry them crawdads nice an’ brown
Grease ’em good so they’ll slip right down
Honey… Baby of mine.Here comes a man with a sack on his back Honey!
Here comes a man with a sack on his back Babe!
Here comes a man with a sack on his back
Haulin’ all the crawdads he can pack
Honey… Baby of mine.
It just might be me, but that is perhaps one of the most romantic songs ever written.
But the reason this song stuck in my head is because as we were sitting around the table conversing about the important matters of the day we noticed a person walking by with their plate stacked full with crayfish.
Then a few moments later the dutiful employees of Buffet City restocked the crayfish supply immediately a guy from another table got up and put every single solitary last crayfish on his plate. It was an impressive feat in its greed, gluttony and structural engineering.
A few minutes more passed and a dutiful employee of Buffet City restocked the crayfish supply. Immediately the same gentleman got up and took every single last crayfish and heaped them onto his plate and returned to his table.
I got up and walked over to the where the crayfish formerly resided. All that was left was some murky looking water and assorted crayfish parts. It reminded me of a seen from a shipwreck movie.
I picked up the tongs and slashed the crayfish brine around. The crayfish man was thorough, but not thorough enough. I found a couple of crayfish in the bottom.
You didn’t honestly think I was going to eat one of these creatures?
The day after Christmas we had a very Special Friday Night Supper Club. Robert was back in town from Wyoming and was having a hankering for a tenderloin from BK’s.
Jay, Jesse, Willy, Monica, Robert, Jeff and I braved the extreme weather and made the trip to BK’s.
I took some pictures of the fog.
It was a beautiful night to be out and about.
August’s picture.
This picture was taken east of Ogden on US30 looking towards Boone.
July’s picture.
This picture was taken during the Ames fireworks display.
The picture for June.
I took this picture one summer night when I was having difficulty sleeping. I wandered the flowerbeds with a spotlight and a camera.
As you may know, Building 429 is one of my favorite bands. This year they released a new albums and thus one of my new favorite songs. Here in the Christmas season I felt it was necessary to share the lyrics to the song Always.
Always
I was standing in the pouring rain one dark November night
Fighting off the bitter cold when she caught my eye
Her face was taught and her eyes were filled, and to my surprise
She pulled out a photograph and my heart just stopped inside
She said, “He would’ve been three today
I miss his smile, I miss his face”
What was I supposed to say, butCHORUS
I believe always, always
Our Savior never fails
Even when all hope is gone
God knows our pain and his promise remains
He will be with you alwaysHe was living in a broken world, dreaming of a home
His heart was barely keeping pace when I found him all alone
Remembering the way he felt when his daddy said goodbye
Fighting just to keep the tears and the anger locked inside
He’s barely holding onto faith
But deliverance is on its way, causeCHORUS
I believe always, always
Our Savior never fails
Even when all hope is gone
God knows our pain and his promise remains
He will be with you alwaysFriend, I don’t know where you are and I don’t know where you’ve been
Maybe you’re fighting for your life or just about to throw the towel in
But if you’re crying out for mercy, if there’s no hope left at all
If you’ve given everything you’ve got and you’re still about to fall
Well hold on, hold on, hold on, cause
I believe always, always
Our savior never fails
Even when all faith is gone
God knows our pain and his promise remains
Always, always, He will be with you always