This deserves a pic! My supper, and its feckin beoowwtifull Toasted champagne cheesebread with baby vine tomatos and wild roquette, king prawns topped with a sauce of home grown garlic stems and balsamic vinegar MMmmmmMMMmmMMmMmmmmm
Windows. Made of glass. You look out thru 'em and see the world. Not WinDoze, made of shit, that you look at and see nothing.
I work dead center in a million-square-foot building, converted to offices from a factory. It's a 100-foot walk just get get NEAR a window. Here it is, an open area I share with other folks - but I'll be getting moved to an actual Dilbert cubicle this month.
This was the view from my office window this morning. Jackson Hole, Wyoming, on the border of Yellowstone. We took off from Driggs, Idaho, just on the other side of the mountain.
Damn purdy. Last time we flew (April, EWR to GSP) it was solid, flat, featureless cloud deck both ways. Damn boring.
This was a good week for scenery out west. Saw it all from Puget Sound to San Diego, left coast all the way in to Jackson. Vegas looks pretty cool from the air as well, especially at night.
One trip up from Raleigh to Newark was SO clear, we were over the Delaware river at the southwest corner of NJ (right over the nuke plant), and I could see Cape May (the southeast corner of NJ) clear as a bell. All the way across the state! Of course, it was the one time I'd left my camera in my luggage, and it's never been that clear again.
I have a sudden overwhelming urge to post adorable pictures of my babies. Here's a look at some of the local fauna at the Persianmouse Ranchero... Here's my Chow being forced to show a bit of Holiday cheer... And Poncho Via, my adopted stray, posing for some Kitty-Titty shots... And her feral adopted brother Vincent, looking non-too-pleased to be caught on film. You can't see it in the picture, but he's a David Bowie cat, ie he has heterochromia iridis, two different coloured eyes. So do his mum and his brother. He's also missing half an ear, hence the name. And this is the reason we don't keep his food bowl on the garden wall anymore... Forget about lions, raccoons have the biggest balls in the animal kingdom. When we moved the food bowls to the back steps and started taking them in at night,this little strumpet damn near just walked right into my kitchen, with her babies in tow, asking "Where the fuck's the food man?! How can you do this to a brother? I thought we was cool. You know who you are? You're The Man, that's who. Bitch." My cicada friend Steve, who thought I was a tree. My seagull friend Bob, whom I rescued from being squished in a 7-11 parking lot. He was not gratefull however. He was a smelly, noisey little buzzard, I got lost trying to find the damn Wild Bird Rehab Facility, and I had to get my coat dry-cleaned. I jumped out into traffic for you, Bob, and you can't even send me a Christmas Card? And here's a bit of flora, to go with the fauna.
Victor and Driggs are great little towns to get away from the hassle of Jackson. How close are you to the area? Next time I'm out there we'll have to get up!
Too bad you didn't live there earlier, I used to go out there a couple times a year. Then I graduated, and I haven't been in almost two years.