Saturday, January 28, 2006

journal Going To The Grocery Store.........

Going To The Grocery Store......... :

A gem from the journal written by Southern Mush (mushie to me) - great read!

My comment on that entry and other stuff ...

Little Giant food store!  Love it!  Seaweed in a jar?  Reminds me of Central Market in Austin, Texas -- wonderful, strange, exciting store!!

I love groceries with personality (and selection).  Anybody, your favorite place to shop for groceries?


Friday, January 20, 2006

Railroad Geekdom is catching ... it is.

Below is a linky to an entry in Mosie's journal [STOP -- CLICK -- READ!!!!!]

Honest, if you don't come back, I don't blame ya, great journal!!!

Anyway, railroaders are an interesting, yet truly geeky bunch.  Unlike other geekdom (by the way I scored a healthy 39. something something on the geek quiz in Joe's journal and that was without a single railroad geek question being asked!) Ha!

Link to Joe's entry --->

Unlike other geekdom, railfans are otherwise normal people that get all misty over cho-cho trains.  Ask any child under 10 and their reaction will be, so what?  Trains are cool!

Trains ARE cool! 

That aside, why are you still here?  Did you go read Mosie's journal? ::tapping my foot with impatience::

She's Leaving Home ... Or ... anybody need a locomotive?

No sad "Bye-Bye" here!  Ha!  One less locomotive waiting in line for paint!  Ha!


Crass link to an add on eBay <-- I am sure that there is a rule against this,  but   /\  (top of my former journal space -- now a "blog" -- does blog sound like a symptom of some STD or what, anyway,


Anyway, this is a plea for mercy.  Someone buy this fine piece of (unpainted) locomotive technology!  She runs like a champ, in fact, she ran all day every day for two solid months while we were laying 2/3 of a mile of rail. She goes out on a regular basis now. She just needs paint. 

I have to do the painting 'round these parts.  I do not do not do not do not want to spend every evening for a month sand blasting then priming then painting this locomotive. I have painted 3 so far. Three is more than enough. 

If she stays (instead of going to some nice mine or industrial complex somewhere) She will end-up beautiful, but I will have blue or green or red or yellow hair for a month. You don't want that do you?  No, I won't post pictures!

Ha!  Send the link around!  Someone, somewhere needs, yes, I said NEEDs an unpainted 15 ton Two Foot Gauge Industrial Plymouth Locomotive.  They do.

I have two more just like it in the rail shed (one painted, one not), one TGT, one Brookville and one Whitcomb, I don't want to be selfish.

Anybody need a locomotive?



Sunday, January 15, 2006

Audio entry

Thursday, January 12, 2006

A Good Dog Can Make You Believe In Forever ...

A good dog can make you believe in forever, even if you know that our time on earth is limited.

An adventurous friend can make you believe that walking through the mud is more fun that going 'round.

A plucky weed in January canl make you believe in Spring, even if the calendar says mid-winter.

Evening light can make you believe in magic and trees made of gold.

Perspective can make you believe that you might just catch the moon.  If you believe.

Now This Was Unexpected ...



The remains of a Giant Puffball Mushroom, in January.

The weather has been unusually mild here for weeks.  The mushrooms agree.

Sunday, January 1, 2006

Five Weird Things About Me ...

Only Five Weird Things:  What to choose -- what to choose.

1. I used to eat egg shells.

    This one is for my siblings who would almost certainly mention its omission.  And to clarify -- I have no memory of eating egg shells. There is only one instance that anyone can remember where, as a toddler, I took a dozen eggs smashed them on the kitchen floor and sat in the mess chomping on the eggshells.  So, this one should actually read; I ate eggshells once [and have never been allowed to forget it].

2.  I used to stand on only one leg or the other.  I remember virtually every photo of me as a child with me standing like a chubby stork.

3. I now "stand" by shifting my weight from one leg to the other, in a perpetual rocking motion. 

    Hey, I can still work a 10 or 12 hour day mostly on my feet and have no orthopedic or back problems!  I just cause the people that work with me to be slightly sea-sick.

4. I talk to the dogs using bad English.  For some reason, I presume that they will understand me better if I do.

5.  I have a serious case of fear of heights. Vertigo like you would not believe.  I can't stand on a chair without feeling woosey. The weird part:  if a ladder is tied-off at the top (with even so much as a piece of string) all is good, vertigo gone. 

Ok, people that are going to be victims of "Tag you are it" to follow.






The Journal Below was a result of a random search of Journals Based on the word "Ohio".  Fascinating Journal!!! "Nana"


Rules again:

Here are the rules; the first player of this game starts with the topic. Five weird habits of yourself and people who get tagged need to write an entry about their five weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next five people to be tagged and link to their web journals. Don’t forget to leave a comment in their blog or journal that says “You are tagged” (assuming they take comments) and tell them to read yours.