
Would have been perfect if the other sign read Della Street.
A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.

Would have been perfect if the other sign read Della Street.

Painted on the wall of a seldom-used stairway at a local medical complex.

Happiness is being smooched and squashed by Mr. Moo and Miss Pearly-Whirly.

This was a hell of a zucchini.

This angle shows the real size better. It was bigger than a double-decker bus!

Meet Rocco, the neighbor-kitty!

Such a cute little guy!

Is there anything cuter than kitten tummy?
46. THE PATRIOT (2000)
Pretty bad as history goes, but still a rousing good time. This is due largely to a very committed, intense and relatable performance by Mel Gibson and a snarling villainous turn by the always excellent Jason Isaacs. There’s a lot of very bloody violence, but it’s a Mel Gibson movie and a war flick and, well, war is hell, as they say.
Verdict: If the movie’s total indifference to fidelity to historical events doesn’t bother you, it’s well worth a watch.
47. JAWS (1975)
This is what the meeting of popularity and art looks like. Except that last bit with the rubbery shark. But other than that, this is flawless film-making.
Verdict: Inductee, Laurie’s Cinematic Hall of Fame
48. HONOR AND GLORY (1993)
This tale of kickass international spy sisters, has big hair, bigger shoulder pads, lots of Jane Fonda-esque workout gear, half-assed martial arts mysticism, and a outrageously amusing eye-popping scenery chewing villain. Unfortunately, the only scenery there is to chew belongs to dying strip malls, and houses with such bad decor they seem unfit for human habitation. Depressing.
Verdict: For a good laugh, see the Rifftrax version. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UWYw2j_AgDc


Scurrying, creeping critters beware, the Coopers are in town!

Now that I’m done reading government-ese for a living, I’m turning my eyeballs to some of my favorite childhood authors, and some kid’s classics that I somehow missed growing up. Because I’ve found that the storytelling and care in writing is frequently better in children’s books.
“Justin Morgan Had a Horse” is the story of the Morgan horse breed, excellently told by one of my favorite childhood authors, Marguerite Henry. She wrote primarily about famous horses and is most famous for “Misty of Chincoteague.”
“Justin Morgan” is a historical novel, immersing the reader in Revolutionary War-era America, as it follows Little Bub, a spunky foal, who comes under the ownership of singing schoolmaster Justin Morgan. Befriended by one of his students, the story tracks boy and horse through their lives, as they take their different paths through life, until finally — spoiler alert — they are finally united.
It’s a lovely book, written evocatively in language suitable for a young audience, while introducing historical elements and figures that give the story significant depth. Excellent all around. I’m picked it up at a used bookstore, and it’s a keeper.

Breakfast Verdict: Meat-lover’s omelet, grits, and biscuit at the Black Bear Cafe’. Omelet was good, with plenty of meat, the biscuit was good and flaky. The grits were lousy. Tasteless and watery yet lumpy at the same time. Blech.
Book Verdict: Sackett by Louis L’Amour. Lots of fun. Vivid writing, immersive descriptions of Western landscapes that the author clearly loves, and a flair for exciting action. Easy, enjoyable light writing. Picked it up at a used book store, which is where it will likely end up again.

She’s not receiving divine revelation…she’s trying to catch the scent of the dog next door, so she can go on an insane barking/vine-shredding jag.