tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67753286106105212692024-02-20T02:13:25.743-05:00red sneakersa little bit of everythingpenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-87720922826162228482010-03-30T12:11:00.010-04:002010-03-30T13:21:43.681-04:00ANYONE FEEL LIKE THIS YET?<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The Long Rain by Ray Bradbury - A group of astronauts are stranded on Venus, where it rains continually and heavily. the travelers make their way across the Venusian landscape to find a "sun dome", a shelter with a large artificial light source. However, the first sun dome they find has been destroyed by the Venusians. Searching for another sun dome, the characters, one by one, are driven to madness and suicide by the unrelenting rhythm of the rain. At the end of the story, only one sane astronaut remains, and manages to find a functional sun dome.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I just went out, in the rain, to take pictures of everything getting ready to overflow. The above story was all I could think of while I was out. I was gone for about an hour and had my car to get in and out of as I moved along my route. Still, I can see why it would drive somebody to madness. IT IS UNRELENTING! With a rain jacket, wellies, and an umbrella I still got soaked!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I was amazed at just how much water there is out there. We live at the top of a pretty good hill, so we're not having any problems with it but there are people who live awfully close to the river and the lake and I would not be surprised if they were all experiencing some kind of flooding.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6VlhFRUnxkSdPNXApZbVGWw6pMSM2il94cPnyTKAN3u9a7cLK9t5wyAjf22nGV725utRtRRDwxlaoHTkNOWnhKD_EZVO22qQppAFo9kPZS-h6AwblSvzkn7qXWHF_spH8fHe8eXlrV8g/s1600/sabatia.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454468183441076066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6VlhFRUnxkSdPNXApZbVGWw6pMSM2il94cPnyTKAN3u9a7cLK9t5wyAjf22nGV725utRtRRDwxlaoHTkNOWnhKD_EZVO22qQppAFo9kPZS-h6AwblSvzkn7qXWHF_spH8fHe8eXlrV8g/s320/sabatia.JPG" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Our street is horseshoe-shaped and the Whittenton River runs along it and then passes under it. At one end of the street is Sabbatia Lake which is fairly large and constantly moving, it pinches down to about 20 feet across and goes under a bridge to dump into the Whittenton. As you can see, it's really moving, and those concrete blocks you see just before the water is breaking are usually above the water.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJz7-SmwQprbaAwUFQ0KJVFsAsd0ubqLtY7rK0w3zAAxXyP2P9zFMZTnjqv7arW9QwDYjiw7YYBb0EEUpoLB78Pg9rPahpbzuyECl2mKRf5yXONhZ7DZm2kOBCpjwaeGh4Eux8B8eFj_s/s1600/bay+st+bridge+2.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454468164503084770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJz7-SmwQprbaAwUFQ0KJVFsAsd0ubqLtY7rK0w3zAAxXyP2P9zFMZTnjqv7arW9QwDYjiw7YYBb0EEUpoLB78Pg9rPahpbzuyECl2mKRf5yXONhZ7DZm2kOBCpjwaeGh4Eux8B8eFj_s/s320/bay+st+bridge+2.JPG" /></a></span></div></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">This is the view from the other side of the bridge. Usually we can get down onto those rocks, but the water is so high and moving so fast, I didn't dare take a chance.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNhItDsnbBFPwFg98tw6yPWj6tdlwFFfgjGj9puedwt6XcIB0PGonyZ21fq2gzmr8QTIFKHzI2JWQ2XHBJNjPpSBv_1qs47U-bxhDkcMOcZfCwkMjEkFAw7pCsZTIkWFzqj7qj92s550c/s1600/the+dam1.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454468345182445698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNhItDsnbBFPwFg98tw6yPWj6tdlwFFfgjGj9puedwt6XcIB0PGonyZ21fq2gzmr8QTIFKHzI2JWQ2XHBJNjPpSBv_1qs47U-bxhDkcMOcZfCwkMjEkFAw7pCsZTIkWFzqj7qj92s550c/s320/the+dam1.JPG" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Further on down the river is the dam that was getting so much press a couple of years ago. This is what it looks like today. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl2HqqEpV4f8z2sHZkbOLFHPw4nHXTkShaEG0LxisVKEAMLJn6VDKjx9H7zonvg5EHc-wF7ywaClf5fCzmcHxNRly5CFs-5TbT3jtdlKJu16D52eXg-zPPnNCNQj94A30g6U9SYbMDnH0/s1600/the+dam2.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454468356814385122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl2HqqEpV4f8z2sHZkbOLFHPw4nHXTkShaEG0LxisVKEAMLJn6VDKjx9H7zonvg5EHc-wF7ywaClf5fCzmcHxNRly5CFs-5TbT3jtdlKJu16D52eXg-zPPnNCNQj94A30g6U9SYbMDnH0/s320/the+dam2.JPG" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Coming fast and furious and LOUD!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVjFuCRo2ilI8nNFeA3ZcjgMLA8uiNT8zdER-A4OJ7W6yY9wn4CK2bxqFGZdTJWzMylwF9tvVCln9OKQudheLd2lHObcXAcLfPkyOs59Se3-qPgXJzLSTX3LZuqAtvRjnFSZw2VMByOU8/s1600/buds.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454468171453479746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVjFuCRo2ilI8nNFeA3ZcjgMLA8uiNT8zdER-A4OJ7W6yY9wn4CK2bxqFGZdTJWzMylwF9tvVCln9OKQudheLd2lHObcXAcLfPkyOs59Se3-qPgXJzLSTX3LZuqAtvRjnFSZw2VMByOU8/s320/buds.JPG" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">On the upside, I did notice that there are a lot of buds on the trees!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHx2c6XmYXNBDUfZ00WJjR3sJwvhDG_zNSW6IeFBgSCulCS2tyF26F3YSUMU0AfBoRUKyRj34c1Vl96cAsXCE1Ni1gfhY-iFe6R-R6zmp6aglnI28nI5sCqTTEuwTUWyxLfcTLjDDlMiw/s1600/reedbartonrain.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454468176697084578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHx2c6XmYXNBDUfZ00WJjR3sJwvhDG_zNSW6IeFBgSCulCS2tyF26F3YSUMU0AfBoRUKyRj34c1Vl96cAsXCE1Ni1gfhY-iFe6R-R6zmp6aglnI28nI5sCqTTEuwTUWyxLfcTLjDDlMiw/s320/reedbartonrain.JPG" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Then a little further on down the river, near the Reed & Barton factory, there's another fall. In this picture you can see just how hard it's raining too(click on the picture to enlarge).</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">And if you've never read that story by Bradbury, it comes from a book of short stories called The Illustrated Man. I highly recommend it.</span>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-44919767639073991282010-03-22T10:52:00.006-04:002010-03-22T11:23:31.739-04:00BELIEVE<div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgliJN9jLrF0y2fkITKAssiAOeqpMuAYRDjmLfawsO1v_U3qT8ELsvaV8YNWLnLJR117iNr3GPWwL-Uw0fwheCC8JvVCK797HNPFBh4kTFscvk_QjGaUHX77GaAqZkdGoL0RmtfGIdG8Xo/s1600-h/rafiki.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451471442028188850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgliJN9jLrF0y2fkITKAssiAOeqpMuAYRDjmLfawsO1v_U3qT8ELsvaV8YNWLnLJR117iNr3GPWwL-Uw0fwheCC8JvVCK797HNPFBh4kTFscvk_QjGaUHX77GaAqZkdGoL0RmtfGIdG8Xo/s320/rafiki.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So, five weeks of doing laundry for The Lion King has come to an end. This was by far the best and hardest job of my costume/wardrobe career. Six days a week, eight hours a</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">day, collecting, sorting, hand- and machine-washing all the underpinnings, and many of the actual costumes, for the entire cast. This was my first union gig and I hope there will be many more. Gregory, Anthony and Gretchen, the wardrobe people who travel with the show were great to work with, thank you! The actors, the ones I got to know anyway, were great and the show was amazing! I didn't see the whole thing, but the parts I did were stunning. I was so taken aback by the costumes and the sets, just beautiful! </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">This show was the first to book into the Opera House when it reopened in 2002 after extensive renovation. The show was there for almost 8 months, so this was a kind of homecoming for them. Some of these people have been touring with this show for as many as 10 years! </span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmwaQB1Bl_rAPD0AzpFmc7kXNwkLzffVNh8dK1g_vHxJriY8eyFAY2wnUXWsNUOvLg-HHFWVbl1Bbgq2MAwxb6ggiY6eQd9V4QXIau9GmW05MptwJvispMB_3agigojboV62zICMuP7xM/s1600-h/lion+king+princesses.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451471450309114770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmwaQB1Bl_rAPD0AzpFmc7kXNwkLzffVNh8dK1g_vHxJriY8eyFAY2wnUXWsNUOvLg-HHFWVbl1Bbgq2MAwxb6ggiY6eQd9V4QXIau9GmW05MptwJvispMB_3agigojboV62zICMuP7xM/s320/lion+king+princesses.jpg" /></a></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The Opera House is great, but the best part of working on this show was the local wardrobe team. I got to know a lot of really nice people who've been doing this for a long time and I learned a lot! The wardrobe team is the best! Local 775, thank you for the opportunity to work on this show. I look forward to working with you again!</span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc4UYRpftzUWKAKS9JFWP4HxLBtSAew27df8pMTzRtBTFLd6czWsH8iAhSjT41cWL4kGm6da4WBYLY7TKYyFBCexDcfFmDJa2AvlkDX-SyMENMnBU1NTMGcdKEL460tgexy_qj5mKVPEo/s1600-h/LKU001.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451477701732753218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc4UYRpftzUWKAKS9JFWP4HxLBtSAew27df8pMTzRtBTFLd6czWsH8iAhSjT41cWL4kGm6da4WBYLY7TKYyFBCexDcfFmDJa2AvlkDX-SyMENMnBU1NTMGcdKEL460tgexy_qj5mKVPEo/s320/LKU001.jpg" /></a></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">On Sunday, before the last show we were each presented with a diploma from Lion King University (LKU), a VIP ball cap and an LKU t-shirt. It felt like the last night of summer camp and those of you who know me well will not be surprised to hear that I cried. There were lots of hugs and promises to keep in touch, thank you Facebook!</span></div></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-47256061110575958652010-02-05T14:43:00.005-05:002010-02-05T15:12:29.561-05:00ROCKSTAR?!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As you all know, I have been unemployed since June '09, which means that I've looked at MANY job listings over the last 7 1/2 months. I have found a disturbing trend, everyone wants a rockstar. Many of the postings on Craigslist are looking for Rockstar Administrative Assistant, Rockstar Executive Assistant, Web Application Developer Rockstar, Event Planner and Executor Rockstar, Rockstar PHP Developer, Sales Rockstar, the list goes on and on. How is a professional person supposed to take these listings seriously? Is it not good enough to have ten years of broad experience at a job? And, more importantly, if I apply and am hired, am I expected to dress like a rockstar? I just can't see myself dressing like Pat Benetar, or the girls from Vixen in order to go to work!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpPplSoqpyug29sa7htQnWOCoyZsNSEZTCuc-URyoTD445MtNoexe4-4ETmT0Rl-GEeRgXodFKaLAl8vQK9A0sSNp293m2W_dbHwBp7bUcd70jkdPxJkOpcgy0-IUuvkqhD5gEVkPpFaI/s1600-h/Pat-Benatar_l.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434851081160655282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpPplSoqpyug29sa7htQnWOCoyZsNSEZTCuc-URyoTD445MtNoexe4-4ETmT0Rl-GEeRgXodFKaLAl8vQK9A0sSNp293m2W_dbHwBp7bUcd70jkdPxJkOpcgy0-IUuvkqhD5gEVkPpFaI/s320/Pat-Benatar_l.jpg" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRjYYdL8ItpOG4cN7sDcsMdbvnwZEi_yKb0IhJxr6lOhs_U5s40aUS0Ajl0M-kjPol68LbbUZawePHl9NU4lT5xE3zImATQUdXFg-_hP_e-mqCxsKrcFhYMIDDxe64k2qKVZ1vHjCOzOY/s1600-h/VIXEN.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434851090917282610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRjYYdL8ItpOG4cN7sDcsMdbvnwZEi_yKb0IhJxr6lOhs_U5s40aUS0Ajl0M-kjPol68LbbUZawePHl9NU4lT5xE3zImATQUdXFg-_hP_e-mqCxsKrcFhYMIDDxe64k2qKVZ1vHjCOzOY/s320/VIXEN.jpg" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But, I DO think if I showed up looking like Joan Jett they'd know I meant business!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoFYYQrhS5yjLyyTR7Ft4iejhWUZXSlO2Zfle22DlTsVk9Tys74HgA6gKRrJ-rQNLhDL6_47WTRoERWaBaa4GVk7QxeItjNTFN7uLsG5ysCGwf0XzqF_ezX7iEwJ-AH8tAyrS38KLM_pI/s1600-h/Joan_jett_-_album.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434852301460498018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoFYYQrhS5yjLyyTR7Ft4iejhWUZXSlO2Zfle22DlTsVk9Tys74HgA6gKRrJ-rQNLhDL6_47WTRoERWaBaa4GVk7QxeItjNTFN7uLsG5ysCGwf0XzqF_ezX7iEwJ-AH8tAyrS38KLM_pI/s320/Joan_jett_-_album.jpg" /></span></a>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-54119693050105667782010-01-07T11:24:00.007-05:002010-01-07T12:12:47.526-05:00JUST KEEP SWIMMING, JUST KEEP SWIMMING<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirnRGgXI7IjicZnUfWQeK3Vhy6T_asg_DPoprfp16Uf9b0yJ_o2wjzr7XTPI4TynUVD-KhtSlcy7i344ND7uzxjPd8DK5667GbDR5RumXfUUC6x_wRvL7Pmil8djCbaT4zfY9Gz0oUDg0/s1600-h/swim.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424036505138289362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirnRGgXI7IjicZnUfWQeK3Vhy6T_asg_DPoprfp16Uf9b0yJ_o2wjzr7XTPI4TynUVD-KhtSlcy7i344ND7uzxjPd8DK5667GbDR5RumXfUUC6x_wRvL7Pmil8djCbaT4zfY9Gz0oUDg0/s320/swim.jpg" /></a> <div></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As you know, I started to swim because my knees were bothering me while using the elliptical machine. Well, it's been about a month since then and I have become obsessed with swimming! It's gotten to the point that I'm watching videos of other people swimming on youtube to see how the pros do it. I decided that I needed to make sure that I was swimming properly, and that I remembered the strokes correctly. It has been many, many years since I've had a swim class, so I signed up for Beginner Adult Swim Lessons at the Y and had my first lesson last night. What a difference between swimming on my own, at my own pace, and swimming while somebody is critiquing me and telling me to speed it up! I think I swam 15 laps at the most, some a full stroke, some with a kick-board and some with a thing that I can't remember the name of, between my legs to keep me from kicking. I was whipped by the time I finished! I have some work to do! Also, I need to get a nose plug, I inhaled a lot of water last night.</span></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-23346343928021371912009-12-19T00:41:00.004-05:002009-12-19T01:39:07.084-05:00DEAR GOD...<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I won't believe in heaven and hell. No saints, no sinners, no devil as well. No pearly gates, no thorny crown. You're always letting us humans down. The wars you bring, the babes you drown. Those lost at sea and never found, and it's the same the whole world 'round. The hurt I see helps to compound that Father, Son and Holy Ghost is just somebody's unholy hoax, And if you're up there you'd perceive that my heart's here upon my sleeve. If there's one thing I don't believe in<br /><br />It's you....<br /><br />~ XTC<br /><br />I've always liked and related to this song. There is one thing about my atheism that I find interesting and a little weird, I love churches. I love highly ornate catholic churches and I love the austere protestant churches. I love store-front iglesias de dios and synagogues. They are all so different and interesting. I suppose it comes from my art history background and being immersed in the symbolism of all that art. The mind reels at all the time and energy and money that went into creating those interiors, the statuary, the sculpted altars, the stained glass, and that's just the inside!<br /><br />My father's family is catholic, my father was an altar boy almost until the day he married my mother. Needless to say, we were raised catholic. Our church was in Manomet, St Bonaventure's. It was a boring church, none of the archaic or gothic about it. Well except for the priest, Father Higgins. But that's a story for another day. Sometimes my dad would mix it up and take us to St Peter's, the church he grew up in, or to St Mary's out in North Plymouth. I remember those churches being dark and very mysterious. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">St Peter's has those magnificent columns and vaulted ceilings while St Mary's was all dark wood inside with a very large (and somewhat creepy) crucifix hanging over the altar. To the right of the altar was a votive offering consisting of red and blue glasses holding candles. You could put an offering in the box and light one for somebody who had died or was sick or just needed a little something extra. And the plaster wall behind these votives was black with the soot from so many years of being lit, over and over again. I loved going to St Mary's, it had an old-world charm about it because the parish was primarily Portuguese and Italian immigrants who worked for the Plymouth Cordage Company.<br /><br />Alas, times, and the churches with them, have changed. Both St Peter's and St Mary's have become more user-friendly. They have renovated their interiors to be more welcoming and less oppressive. Gone are the dark woods and soot covered walls, and in my opinion, a lot of the mystery.<br /><br />I started this post to introduce some pictures I took of a greek orthodox church down in Hyannis in July. They have an annual festival and I was excited to be able to see the inside of the church and all the artwork therein. One of the prettiest I've ever seen. </span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCvk2J8fz8Km-JhgsmlseMmB_jgd3PTpIPjpBH0VfCB8BxrkxKqZfaRUdhSUP_Tc9IZK5WGcdyVLNL5mAAhus3xaDi9yxcj79-RHsBa61IrZ4DBQJAgFrzOB6F1CyYhDapx3rnFnG4qws/s1600-h/greek+church.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416829437356551410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCvk2J8fz8Km-JhgsmlseMmB_jgd3PTpIPjpBH0VfCB8BxrkxKqZfaRUdhSUP_Tc9IZK5WGcdyVLNL5mAAhus3xaDi9yxcj79-RHsBa61IrZ4DBQJAgFrzOB6F1CyYhDapx3rnFnG4qws/s320/greek+church.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfIfXvv_RiVTdPpH1UfMd609KjgrwQEEjlDCcLiVLx2v4f-KJT_8zLdz76pZ6WBr_pnCXGuNUeLXoI-KcqaZtK2YLbT6_RLDBALHcwV9Fz6xfjK9zaghVtZEMvZGNfp_Jao8aEtP_2zM/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416829460392950978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfIfXvv_RiVTdPpH1UfMd609KjgrwQEEjlDCcLiVLx2v4f-KJT_8zLdz76pZ6WBr_pnCXGuNUeLXoI-KcqaZtK2YLbT6_RLDBALHcwV9Fz6xfjK9zaghVtZEMvZGNfp_Jao8aEtP_2zM/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxZBY1od820Pk1TJLhp66GmA5yS69q6A2oPaL5FKftgcSJD3B_PQOsd3Qa2ELeisq-vHJMkverm7PplEKVwQxbn74fW-s9u4tlupQsCMfo4CKI7Qb7mduAuGtGdty9x0gpiVIbeZ8Z0Wg/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 322px; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416829463663677714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxZBY1od820Pk1TJLhp66GmA5yS69q6A2oPaL5FKftgcSJD3B_PQOsd3Qa2ELeisq-vHJMkverm7PplEKVwQxbn74fW-s9u4tlupQsCMfo4CKI7Qb7mduAuGtGdty9x0gpiVIbeZ8Z0Wg/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQowSGBDDx5HYbTy7JQ_bqEiG9GyWFgatl1MpUB3Ndnvz55_XldEuKBvjgcRF8j4ohQVvDAdcBBGlOGlz9VMQcbeoyIVrd5XLKR15SE5GUaPMVlli8GduoysmEPbsl2plcW9pjOhrpo4M/s1600-h/DSC_0041.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416829451276285234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQowSGBDDx5HYbTy7JQ_bqEiG9GyWFgatl1MpUB3Ndnvz55_XldEuKBvjgcRF8j4ohQVvDAdcBBGlOGlz9VMQcbeoyIVrd5XLKR15SE5GUaPMVlli8GduoysmEPbsl2plcW9pjOhrpo4M/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwoQyL5k0wkFnzl7ncajB8DKyOeB-zZr7d6uD15eMgbnB5mzoMJpRmtPB2BOlwTmnyRBdZpMahyBY9FkNvntHpJdqShIa5omGDa5fddesctyBpbtw6OtrfohOlxH9CkVJe9NJHJxqVJNU/s1600-h/stained+glass.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416829444639868418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwoQyL5k0wkFnzl7ncajB8DKyOeB-zZr7d6uD15eMgbnB5mzoMJpRmtPB2BOlwTmnyRBdZpMahyBY9FkNvntHpJdqShIa5omGDa5fddesctyBpbtw6OtrfohOlxH9CkVJe9NJHJxqVJNU/s320/stained+glass.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div></div></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-42024835003070193372009-12-16T11:29:00.010-05:002009-12-17T10:03:12.725-05:00MEMOIRSI've been taking a memoirs writing workshop with my mom for the last few months. She is a prolific poem writer and wants to get them organized in a coherent manner to make a book for all us kids. I'm her typist, but thought taking it with her would help with my blog writing.<br /><br />The last assignment was to write about somebody who has made a difference in our lives. I don't even know where to begin with that. I've met a lot of people in my life and most of them have been influential in one way or another. I guess we're supposed to pick the person who has had the greatest impact on us, but there are so many people from whom to choose! Needless to say, I have not even started this assignment, I might never.<br /><br />I feel that everyone I come into contact with makes some difference in my life, good or not so good. And the not so good probably have some positive affect, even if I'm not immediately, or ever, aware of it. I am one of those people who thinks that everything happens for a reason, so that jerk who cut me off in traffic this morning could have saved my life, but I'll never know! There have been a lot of people I have never met and never will who have impacted my life.<br /><br />Animals too have had a huge impact on my life. I love my cats like they are my children and I still miss the kitties that have gone on to the giant catnip field in the sky, Windy, Max, Miles, Alec, Winston, all my precious babies. Fish in an aquarium, stray birds and mice I've tried to save, they've all left an imprint, taught me something about myself and the world in which I live. There was one sheep in particular that changed my life forever.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKQ_y6nIHzS2OOXgc5qWevuGhUcQd4fw98bVzbrQwcZiUaerrb2ZArEPgdPwqlZaFC2III7DEI3F068j2rzitM3tOsSK2-xuMn9NnqQnbmlVzzwXPNPlRhk4GVrm3vEqsCatxpblclAu4/s1600-h/sheepies.JPG"></a><br />I think maybe that sheep was the most influential, really. She was at the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Topsfield</span> Fair being shown in the 4H sheep tent. I squatted down to see her at eye level and pet her. She nuzzled my face and that was it. I decided right then and there that I would stop eating meat.<br /><br />I had been reading a lot about vegetarianism and the impact livestock farming is having on our planet but hadn't made the final commitment to giving up meat. I had stopped eating meat the previous spring but when I smelled the first cookout of the summer, it was all over. In November of 1988 I stopped eating meat. In December of 1988 I stopped wearing leather and using products that contained animal-derived ingredients. In October of 2009, I finally gave up dairy, eggs and honey. I feel lighter, healthier and happier, knowing that I'm not harming other animals and I'm taking better care of myself.<br /><br />Becoming vegan is probably the single most important thing I've ever done.penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-52306482844687175452009-12-14T16:29:00.003-05:002009-12-14T16:44:32.967-05:00ALMOST WINTER<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I went up to the cottage with my mother on Friday. It was very cold and very windy. This is not the time of year we spend much time up there and so I'm always surprised by how barren and gray everything is. We can't see the water from this vantage point in the summer.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9JQp_z3F2JSNDqx60ciGDHh4zkGjNBfJPD8HlmSKvvSyOD5OlUEeHWqgQVZvMSyltYU2IFkeGioLQR-YYNtMBBACJyCy6-IJb4lmLdZOPoiJHMqwEaQ_w-kufksxJjvtDO4CnInoSzCg/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415208448565667138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9JQp_z3F2JSNDqx60ciGDHh4zkGjNBfJPD8HlmSKvvSyOD5OlUEeHWqgQVZvMSyltYU2IFkeGioLQR-YYNtMBBACJyCy6-IJb4lmLdZOPoiJHMqwEaQ_w-kufksxJjvtDO4CnInoSzCg/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I hope the cottage is hibernating and not missing all the people and activity.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7r9zNfnNbepolC_7Gy6lnHJAlz1wGJ0icFIN3C1J1HaoWcxXWbw_y8IXS_xEjh-k6n7s1wwZpkZhIGwhFQCmFoySRDdn_60KcG0PwMdQ9Bk86k4UK-NjkIeCNHDAIHnukkVe8WwRl6zo/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415208444966955234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7r9zNfnNbepolC_7Gy6lnHJAlz1wGJ0icFIN3C1J1HaoWcxXWbw_y8IXS_xEjh-k6n7s1wwZpkZhIGwhFQCmFoySRDdn_60KcG0PwMdQ9Bk86k4UK-NjkIeCNHDAIHnukkVe8WwRl6zo/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">After all the rain that Plymouth has had recently, the beach is half gone! It should be back by the time we want to swim.</span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEici0kdGNJxctodLd_c7zC6g6sR7tfxz38iroGCvHUAGJIVuk7Nt7DPm4A680LJUQjNh0fUfGkOWtbpoCEFiJwhuq0oRq6fUU8C_geCsQgPmn_6vXZ-LTe-nHvcUNKcQGF4cY__cCdtlIo/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415208435429291026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEici0kdGNJxctodLd_c7zC6g6sR7tfxz38iroGCvHUAGJIVuk7Nt7DPm4A680LJUQjNh0fUfGkOWtbpoCEFiJwhuq0oRq6fUU8C_geCsQgPmn_6vXZ-LTe-nHvcUNKcQGF4cY__cCdtlIo/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Water all the way up to the fire pit!<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUQTdu6H3kPldIHbeAFO4hIcYSpu9rLl_XQfWH_jyBTAm51nRMYdFyVj-dbIpSOMl7-tEmD4-c4byUrF1PDlnH4acCIg5YlcqxlqLV1jeYrJPz7DemNYI35wmbtU-lIeAH9nGsSyB35zU/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415208428934651778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUQTdu6H3kPldIHbeAFO4hIcYSpu9rLl_XQfWH_jyBTAm51nRMYdFyVj-dbIpSOMl7-tEmD4-c4byUrF1PDlnH4acCIg5YlcqxlqLV1jeYrJPz7DemNYI35wmbtU-lIeAH9nGsSyB35zU/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />The kayaks all nestled in for their long winter nap.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBw4Z281Ce6ozLwiafzvX291-TxG3ufMvQjFMnyzKlp1c5QWY0u0FrSLJzm1K_-XZwFOK7io3VVRCrlYQZvT_x1jKEw_msHPbG7TEqEZ9XNUHapIY0AW8QwLISlJDV07TxRkfuRQfOzL0/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415208427421724498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBw4Z281Ce6ozLwiafzvX291-TxG3ufMvQjFMnyzKlp1c5QWY0u0FrSLJzm1K_-XZwFOK7io3VVRCrlYQZvT_x1jKEw_msHPbG7TEqEZ9XNUHapIY0AW8QwLISlJDV07TxRkfuRQfOzL0/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I am really looking forward to the spring when the green will be back and the promise of summer will be in the air!</span></div></div></div></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-28050730895085119022009-12-11T13:25:00.006-05:002009-12-11T23:59:08.265-05:00THE RESPONSE<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">from the organizing committee of the Plymouth Thanksgiving Parade to my letter of complaint.<br /><em>Hi Penny,<br />Thank you for giving us this important feedback about the parade. We have worked diligently since we took over the management of the America's Hometown Thanksgiving Celebration to best represent Plymouth's heritage. We pride ourselves on bringing to the community something to be proud to be a part of. The balloon piece of the parade something that one of our sponsors managed independently. It is our understanding that the balloon company delivered the Native American balloon in error and was actually<br />supposed to deliver a balloon depicting a turkey and a chef. We recognize that everything that comes through the parade is a reflection of our organization and your email is a reminder to us to be constantly diligent. If you would like to further discuss this or have additional feedback that you think would be useful for us to preserve our heritage, please do not hesitate to call me directly. Again, I thank you for bringing your concerns to our attention. Feedback such as yours is vital to the growth of our organization.<br /><br />Sincerely,<br />Olly <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Demacedo</span><br />America's Hometown Thanksgiving Celebration<br />617-759-3139</em><br /><br /></span>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-54065755223103841152009-12-05T01:08:00.010-05:002009-12-05T10:55:04.037-05:00GOOD KNEES GONE BAD<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5LEwit3Y_YVveWOxT6bQ5L9swVaeLlmKs4W9rwSkk_wuig9SE3zWF0vvbELYU51G4NiRdr-XaOhYu-IYCLfmnnM1mJbfaA8r3djIVbyrg3t6JYlJa16DMvERwhrZZvSUlhpTufUCJYRY/s1600-h/knee.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 246px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411630661188873010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5LEwit3Y_YVveWOxT6bQ5L9swVaeLlmKs4W9rwSkk_wuig9SE3zWF0vvbELYU51G4NiRdr-XaOhYu-IYCLfmnnM1mJbfaA8r3djIVbyrg3t6JYlJa16DMvERwhrZZvSUlhpTufUCJYRY/s320/knee.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When I was 11, I was diagnosed with </span><a href="http://www.osgood-schlatter.com/aboutos.html"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">Osgood Schlatter Disease </span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">and I was excused from gym class for all of sixth grade. Since then </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">my knees have been a little sketchy. Most of the time they're cool, </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">but every once in awhile, for no apparent reason, they just "go out".</span><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As you know, I've been working out at the Y for a month and I'm loving it. Well, about </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">a week ago my knees started to bother me, the left one especially. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">One night last week it got so bad I was lying on my bed crying in pain </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">and frustration. I was so worried that, after the progress I've made, </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'd have to give up the aerobic workout I have come to LOVE.</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I went to my doctor and had some x-rays and found that I have mild </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">arthritis in the left knee and moderate arthritis in the right. I am not </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">surprised by this, it runs in my family. My grandmother was all but </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">crippled by it and my dad had knee replacement surgery a year ago </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">because of it. </span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">For me it's a bit of a catch-22. I have been overweight all my life, which </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">exacerbates the arthritis and when I'm finally doing something about it </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">and actually losing weight, the knees are bad enough that changes must </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">be made to the workout. No more elliptical for me. I have begun to swim.</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The Y has a 75 foot long pool with lap lanes available every day, all day. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I went for the first time on Thursday thinking it wouldn't be as good and </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">it kicked my ass! I did 5 laps of the crawl and it made me dizzy. </span></p><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My armpits are sore. </span></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I can't wait to go again tomorrow!</span></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-12872352919951270212009-11-23T07:16:00.005-05:002009-11-23T09:29:51.129-05:00BEYOND THE PALE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyFVRX7xwJ1JNic6kwBtBS2bdX9PyWQqIHrbj509tvs-pwab6oSNYLASiYGz3AuxAoORXXua3Ka5pLWaL1hRgTl3q_YOMfA_N_1Dc1X9WWxNzoGyvZVMLgurjv2WMbRL4AnUpvEDdSK_s/s1600/plymouth+parade.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407271920245300946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyFVRX7xwJ1JNic6kwBtBS2bdX9PyWQqIHrbj509tvs-pwab6oSNYLASiYGz3AuxAoORXXua3Ka5pLWaL1hRgTl3q_YOMfA_N_1Dc1X9WWxNzoGyvZVMLgurjv2WMbRL4AnUpvEDdSK_s/s320/plymouth+parade.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I have already written a letter of complaint to the </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Plymouth Thanksgiving Parade organizing committee. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I cannot believe that they would allow such a balloon </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">to be displayed in the parade. I was horrified when I saw </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">this picture. If you find this offensive, please write</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">to the committee's Executive Director, Olly de Macedo,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">at </span><a href="mailto:floats@usathanksgiving.com"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">floats@usathanksgiving.com</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">.</span>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-55221789670551736722009-11-21T20:04:00.005-05:002009-11-23T09:30:03.586-05:00SCUSSET AT SUNSET<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIigYPF-UfSX8AAHFQbfRuHinYSQppTKQKbHU3H28cC79Dcg9oYI3XcHulke6Z6N65C-tUtv17yvNXwfh9Ne7j_U-6lDQM7H9UWGWczeGa4uPw-fLhgA9YerH4ZFBHpWopucnXgiNXa-w/s1600/water.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406969540386908386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIigYPF-UfSX8AAHFQbfRuHinYSQppTKQKbHU3H28cC79Dcg9oYI3XcHulke6Z6N65C-tUtv17yvNXwfh9Ne7j_U-6lDQM7H9UWGWczeGa4uPw-fLhgA9YerH4ZFBHpWopucnXgiNXa-w/s320/water.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbw9lEgG2DRWuRmpp6HihQEyGnJ4uQYva-D4ny1dKw6aZfZalrLUcJngCDRxYSo2kfscmPlLhI-dgO4jIvgXnsJ6TnNFGuYd8G68RH-Uog58Q0itcOPkW_b7Eo1Mg7GsuQsI3BghY_vo/s1600/closed.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406969537377615410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbw9lEgG2DRWuRmpp6HihQEyGnJ4uQYva-D4ny1dKw6aZfZalrLUcJngCDRxYSo2kfscmPlLhI-dgO4jIvgXnsJ6TnNFGuYd8G68RH-Uog58Q0itcOPkW_b7Eo1Mg7GsuQsI3BghY_vo/s320/closed.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBom5PQFzmR9jqfeBjP2mw_QkwZCRB3B2N30u8S7NS8EV0IONQ8Lqpn391QYiXSkUhhbbSXl6G-H-4-gg7kEPWwiEW58D4yFpbJpXJIKlJGDzvb4xE2GOoN2NOCp2-OkqaSfm-1wnOEiQ/s1600/scusset+at+sounddown.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406727941111614786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBom5PQFzmR9jqfeBjP2mw_QkwZCRB3B2N30u8S7NS8EV0IONQ8Lqpn391QYiXSkUhhbbSXl6G-H-4-gg7kEPWwiEW58D4yFpbJpXJIKlJGDzvb4xE2GOoN2NOCp2-OkqaSfm-1wnOEiQ/s320/scusset+at+sounddown.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We went for a late afternoon motorcycle ride today </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">down to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Scusset</span> Beach. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I love going to the beach, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">no matter the season, but I especially love it in the </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">cold </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">weather. It's </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">so calm and serene and </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">beautiful.</span></div></div></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-89361707701294100182009-11-14T14:21:00.010-05:002009-11-20T11:18:08.665-05:00A LITTLE SUNSHINE ON A RAINY DAY<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Monday was a gloriously beautiful day. I went for a walk out to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Duxbury</span> beach with camera in hand and here are a few of the images I captured. </span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHPtzlu6Lni5i-3B_rBNMJj2u12ncBlFxsJ9GHF5-J0mDgBX-PlvIIMwSkndQHCdK0COcz6kaLyRDxcysxoRe0aE-QB_AM2Vl9_7XXeN3mxmV6gPPElHxxHpYDaWseVTLkUkQOB05mdaw/s1600-h/milkweed+pods.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404045574757263522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHPtzlu6Lni5i-3B_rBNMJj2u12ncBlFxsJ9GHF5-J0mDgBX-PlvIIMwSkndQHCdK0COcz6kaLyRDxcysxoRe0aE-QB_AM2Vl9_7XXeN3mxmV6gPPElHxxHpYDaWseVTLkUkQOB05mdaw/s320/milkweed+pods.JPG" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Milkweed pods have let their seeds fly.</span> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Ya0yUVJT1zwGJOcFnyQZ_uQtVW3VF7y4tyG95U446ghyiGII6_H7-yh0TPIPvVV_4vBn9NfdDhmG5Pxi8iV3Nae15GtfHKchqyK7lCAzc9SIKscbslS8N0L4Y-AizZ6xEK4LsPkSUHA/s1600-h/bridge.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404045409392795250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Ya0yUVJT1zwGJOcFnyQZ_uQtVW3VF7y4tyG95U446ghyiGII6_H7-yh0TPIPvVV_4vBn9NfdDhmG5Pxi8iV3Nae15GtfHKchqyK7lCAzc9SIKscbslS8N0L4Y-AizZ6xEK4LsPkSUHA/s320/bridge.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />The bridge seems like it goes on forever.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbZMHq-QOHDeNebNtFsVgSy42H8PlnWduZs89ccgVLDNFz5CqtyMraKJYu9uvdvYgoSdgPcIk2dWXn-AGTF-PN94SBgIi3V_hVKEb6b1ILKlslUOgIPmrvYlXPoIwwH77d32K_5hAIcbs/s1600-h/flying+gull.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404045406147951250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbZMHq-QOHDeNebNtFsVgSy42H8PlnWduZs89ccgVLDNFz5CqtyMraKJYu9uvdvYgoSdgPcIk2dWXn-AGTF-PN94SBgIi3V_hVKEb6b1ILKlslUOgIPmrvYlXPoIwwH77d32K_5hAIcbs/s320/flying+gull.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Gulls are beautiful against the blue sky.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13LDcg9fl5wNtCyRt-XJo2-TyMydW-RiSyj_wG8y3eX0eonnGycnVOOy6dSWNGaosfMa8GCZyx7LRSfi3uMwi82_1Uh0XbzfsBsOR7C8QNG0JB7WhYO0QseK9_0qJKhrZ1pti4iKDC70/s1600-h/low+tide.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404045401153355874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13LDcg9fl5wNtCyRt-XJo2-TyMydW-RiSyj_wG8y3eX0eonnGycnVOOy6dSWNGaosfMa8GCZyx7LRSfi3uMwi82_1Uh0XbzfsBsOR7C8QNG0JB7WhYO0QseK9_0qJKhrZ1pti4iKDC70/s320/low+tide.JPG" /></span></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The water is mirroring the color of the sky.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAJTDeavac2jNR_GYG5B7IfirAfJTk5JSiwESCZ94eWS9L1e0-UkVyEIUGC-PjUwTH3X29cUDRk0mtUe1QiVsLjMu4xRijH02X2FqU5ZIKRjS7rsVLM4lpKHlcqL2MhZWJgqXUT6XnSuc/s1600-h/bittersweet.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404045398224677666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAJTDeavac2jNR_GYG5B7IfirAfJTk5JSiwESCZ94eWS9L1e0-UkVyEIUGC-PjUwTH3X29cUDRk0mtUe1QiVsLjMu4xRijH02X2FqU5ZIKRjS7rsVLM4lpKHlcqL2MhZWJgqXUT6XnSuc/s320/bittersweet.JPG" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bittersweet at the entrance to the bridge. I think I understand now why it's called bittersweet.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQhFBr5tmtKlCrHKc-RH54qvsoDhWSRco_TxsAPhwPYXo99rcj0h0OnHYUg-iqHybdj8dGGx8rNWDJ_YsMVGescpXaXzZJdWGSR0rq9PBK50OeDW4fyclFSjjosSY6pGW3o2SGB50Jwv8/s1600-h/redyellowwhite.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404045395220994770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQhFBr5tmtKlCrHKc-RH54qvsoDhWSRco_TxsAPhwPYXo99rcj0h0OnHYUg-iqHybdj8dGGx8rNWDJ_YsMVGescpXaXzZJdWGSR0rq9PBK50OeDW4fyclFSjjosSY6pGW3o2SGB50Jwv8/s320/redyellowwhite.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Japanese maples and silver dollar plants at my sister's house.</span> </div></div></div></div></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-2989733395621816402009-11-10T11:07:00.003-05:002009-11-10T11:36:11.722-05:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD9NC0ufERrP0DAF6SKis_ILH2mz0VzqIL10lbSW2Ry9p9r0HHgZbkU3xd34sT0TAZ49hRwL05HGq_y_gN3nz05cEFLsJYyV2JJywl4i7nMvE0p_wB_hnk40Lh5bwg-wY6G2v4foW-Yuw/s1600-h/y.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402507865059589874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD9NC0ufERrP0DAF6SKis_ILH2mz0VzqIL10lbSW2Ry9p9r0HHgZbkU3xd34sT0TAZ49hRwL05HGq_y_gN3nz05cEFLsJYyV2JJywl4i7nMvE0p_wB_hnk40Lh5bwg-wY6G2v4foW-Yuw/s320/y.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Today I had my first workout at the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Taunton</span> YMCA. It has been 16 years since I belonged to a gym. YIKES!! I have been walking and cycling on and off for those 16 years, but it's not the same as belonging to a gym. I was able to use the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">elliptical</span> machine for a total of 15 minutes. I burned 190 calories and got my heart rate up to 140. I've got a long way to go.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Last Friday, November 6<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> was my 48<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> birthday and I made a birthday resolution. I resolve to change my eating and exercise habits to be as healthy as I can be. I have also challenged myself to lose 100 pounds and stop taking blood pressure medications by my 50<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> birthday. I have quit drinking coffee and soda. I've been vegetarian for 21 years, so now I'm vegan, having cut out dairy and eggs. I have cut way back on drinking. I have begun to eat whole foods, cutting out as much processed food as possible. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Part of my decision was the health problems I already have, hypertension, 3/4" height loss, recurring foot injuries due to being overweight. The other things that have influenced my decision are two books, Skinny Bitch by Rory Freedman and Kim <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Barnouin</span> and The China Study by T. Colin Campbell and Thomas M. Campbell II. Real eye-openers, I highly recommend them.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There was a time when I wanted to live to be 120 years old. I don't so much care about quantity as much as quality now. If I'm to live a long life, it has to be a healthy one. So, here I go. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Join me, won't you?</span>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-49937056345372992612009-09-25T12:09:00.010-04:002009-09-26T08:25:24.873-04:00U2Amy, Pete, Ian and I went to see U2 at Gillette Stadium on Monday night. I haven't seen U2 since the late 80s and boy, have their shows changed! Of course, I know, it goes without saying. They can fill a stadium of that size and they can afford to have a crazy expensive stage set-up. Their performance, however, is still as great as ever. I'm not the world's biggest U2 fan, but I'll see them live anytime somebody wants to spring for the tickets!<br /><br />Attending this concert came out of Ian going to see a U2 3-D at the IMAX theater of The New England Aquarium with Amy, Jeff and Lauren. After the movie Ian said to Amy "Now I have to see them live." To which Amy replied "Next time they come, I'll get tickets!" And get tickets she did! She even joined the U2 website so that she could take advantage of presale purchasing. She bought the tickets about 4 or 5 months ago and it was a topic of conversation all summer.<br /><br />The big night finally arrived and we headed out to Foxboro. The campus of Gillette is HUGE! They have the whole Patriot Place thing going on as well as ample parking. The parking, however, is not free! You must pay $40. to park, which might not have been so bad had we been able to exit the lot after the show in a timely fashion. But no, TWO HOURS just to get out onto route 1. This was one of only two complaints I had with the evening.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHtwj4Aqo4NPmOhDHYz4O83yJS8BWKayMphECC2KI7a13wVNMQ1NHKrC97AxRN40hZqgSW0aOAsAwKazOtblkGlX8yjsKO-gv9OZ93etU1ckMLwSrAp1PlXfef03kcLAOLzH_4FFtcsm8/s1600-h/rocket+before+blastoff.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385438715939678066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHtwj4Aqo4NPmOhDHYz4O83yJS8BWKayMphECC2KI7a13wVNMQ1NHKrC97AxRN40hZqgSW0aOAsAwKazOtblkGlX8yjsKO-gv9OZ93etU1ckMLwSrAp1PlXfef03kcLAOLzH_4FFtcsm8/s320/rocket+before+blastoff.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Once we got in and found our seats, this is what we were looking at. It's a space ship that took on a life of its own once the show started.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCLSbrNgyAGbXvurEFwhwrlJIG26K6_mPxmRB1kbeHFVn767aRqUPFr19H47C1MLvhr-eTRGkmDE_dkV3_oHM0EfaWMr7Rdf2JMT8uagkRowCkrscjZWiHRVCYTPJknozrLDifN5KlSWQ/s1600-h/zoom+in+of+stage.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385438723822440130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCLSbrNgyAGbXvurEFwhwrlJIG26K6_mPxmRB1kbeHFVn767aRqUPFr19H47C1MLvhr-eTRGkmDE_dkV3_oHM0EfaWMr7Rdf2JMT8uagkRowCkrscjZWiHRVCYTPJknozrLDifN5KlSWQ/s320/zoom+in+of+stage.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />A closer view so you can see just how big the thing was. YIKES! There are a couple of bridges from the main stage out to the ring that moved all the way around.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMZ4aUfjNThpxV_psCMcYx3saIP8aMIJqZ1CNya_qy7FkZcWjrkROz4w8C2vuLnfV4pA4OAUMd_pPyeEdHBaluv7GnWgmeEpUkl9rVMjXKC2uuxN1irmOvhmGeCjVINCYny13HLH9pFH0/s1600-h/pen+and+ian+again.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385438739646130946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMZ4aUfjNThpxV_psCMcYx3saIP8aMIJqZ1CNya_qy7FkZcWjrkROz4w8C2vuLnfV4pA4OAUMd_pPyeEdHBaluv7GnWgmeEpUkl9rVMjXKC2uuxN1irmOvhmGeCjVINCYny13HLH9pFH0/s320/pen+and+ian+again.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Ian and I.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUvvdJpzXFxTBEp-6Q5yV66ji7C7J1ErrSdqiPmgwyFCqHnFYINK5bnugMzk4zshIKbAlU5LCCsianQ79fR5b6kv2gqoI9yGe1bfMgzS7PdzrW6wGmMJhrEuwUzzKy3tT1qwwBgTKdy-w/s1600-h/amy+and+pete.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385438732325563954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUvvdJpzXFxTBEp-6Q5yV66ji7C7J1ErrSdqiPmgwyFCqHnFYINK5bnugMzk4zshIKbAlU5LCCsianQ79fR5b6kv2gqoI9yGe1bfMgzS7PdzrW6wGmMJhrEuwUzzKy3tT1qwwBgTKdy-w/s320/amy+and+pete.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Amy and Pete very excited for the show to start.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjygQJ0goBdSkRUA_6RjVKb_xeBKTFWay57QIXvHX7Ie363gaS9SywU77an1d0eOQqFI7yTFSRduT8KlU8KClSdHZS7MBhPjV2BCvz3Mz3TBLUkLr9Rbp26Jrk37QhtL53s-eCGsHbDLQE/s1600-h/big+bono.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385438748214457586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjygQJ0goBdSkRUA_6RjVKb_xeBKTFWay57QIXvHX7Ie363gaS9SywU77an1d0eOQqFI7yTFSRduT8KlU8KClSdHZS7MBhPjV2BCvz3Mz3TBLUkLr9Rbp26Jrk37QhtL53s-eCGsHbDLQE/s320/big+bono.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Bono up on the expandable screen, 360 degrees of it. That thing was crazy! It hung down from the underside of the spaceship and could be stretched down to the floor!<br /><br /><p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/pennycariolo#play/all/uploads-all/0/spcMKPZZvJw">http://www.youtube.com/user/pennycariolo#play/all/uploads-all/0/spcMKPZZvJw</a></p>This link takes you to a video of the song With or Without You. I didn't get the whole song because of my second complaint of the night. This was the second to last song of the evening, they were about 2/3 through it and some venue staff guy comes up behind me, taps me on the shoulder and tells me if I don't "turn it off and put it away", he'll confiscate my camera. There were at least four other people right in front of me doing the exact same thing, but because I was at the top of the row, I get the shit. If you watch the whole video, you can hear him saying it at the very end.<br /><br />All in all, I'd have to say it was a GREAT show and I'm so glad we went.<br /><br />Thanks Amy and Pete!!!penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-33469831134574687562009-09-21T09:21:00.015-04:002009-09-21T12:37:23.325-04:00NO, WALTER, YOU'RE NOT WRONG, YOU'RE JUST............<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6NZLmNmTler_rNFLL8eULitbl2z0NtGAbXoM8i8fc-AqTust_2cV0PZuuOAv7Z0dkYDcUhionIff-KWqX0Hnfkwin7QoRltaqIXnGojSIPs4bo717egdw9c4F83pymp-WkzOygZZTf04/s1600-h/DSCF3756.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383911093694577282" style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6NZLmNmTler_rNFLL8eULitbl2z0NtGAbXoM8i8fc-AqTust_2cV0PZuuOAv7Z0dkYDcUhionIff-KWqX0Hnfkwin7QoRltaqIXnGojSIPs4bo717egdw9c4F83pymp-WkzOygZZTf04/s320/DSCF3756.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Saturday night was the first of two nights of LEBOWSKIFEST at the House of Blues. Dan, Bridget, Ian, my friend Jon, and I went to </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">the movie portion, Sunday night is the bowling/costume competition portion. There were a few people dressed up in costume but the majority of people were wearing t-shirts with images/lines from the movie on them. I made t-shirts for us to wear, a picture of Lenin saying "I am the walrus". If you haven't seen the movie yet, please rent it, it's hilarious.</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1VCad3eptxwWWoQsf-yGfKGnGNsHcuL_vSC0R8qSAFOpkUVogYAiBy0VrO7-XBSjZNOnvJ2pY1TCwafUOraMv1p2eSzaju6IlnCUDfIlBI9G25o1ffZwPcnC7lFEJ5CYzu3CMnrYbqag/s1600-h/DSCF3749.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383954910717224562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1VCad3eptxwWWoQsf-yGfKGnGNsHcuL_vSC0R8qSAFOpkUVogYAiBy0VrO7-XBSjZNOnvJ2pY1TCwafUOraMv1p2eSzaju6IlnCUDfIlBI9G25o1ffZwPcnC7lFEJ5CYzu3CMnrYbqag/s320/DSCF3749.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_WZOQJTMHVI">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_WZOQJTMHVI</a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Before the movie started, there was an opening band, The Black Diamond Heavies. I did record a song and tried to upload it but Blogger was not cooperating. Click on the link to see it on youtube.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here's a review I lifted from their MySpace:</span></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"the Heavies like to keep things as raw and ground-up as dirt - drums with a trashcan rattle that sound huge and far away (like they were recorded in a wide-open space down the street) and overdriven Fender Rhodes. That's all there is to it, but then again, there's so much more." --Phoenix New Times</span> </p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">After the movie ended, I bought their cd, EVERY DAMN TIME. Check them out!</span><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUBLbBe8SD3h2a7NDuc-CfeoJ0j8jW93hYd4mDo_EdfaGT35h3UDS0fa3XivAehDXu7A43sRxBXK7buofg8qN5yF46DZsh476yhKi1FWWRrbBRl2m37qBD02ADP_vknAedYsa3e9zo15M/s1600-h/DSCF3745.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383919460242477778" style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUBLbBe8SD3h2a7NDuc-CfeoJ0j8jW93hYd4mDo_EdfaGT35h3UDS0fa3XivAehDXu7A43sRxBXK7buofg8qN5yF46DZsh476yhKi1FWWRrbBRl2m37qBD02ADP_vknAedYsa3e9zo15M/s320/DSCF3745.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">They guys who started Lebowskifest get dressed up as bowling pins and do the intros, they also have a guy dressed as the Dude who travels with them. Not a great picture, but you get the idea. </span><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">It was a little bit like seeing the Rocky Horror Picture Show with people yelling lines along with the movie. And, of course, they were piping the sound through the club sound system which was kick-ass! The White Russians were flowing and a good time was had by all.</span><br /></p><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Next year we're going to the bowling portion, Jon and I are already in costume discussions, can't wait!</span> </p>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-52109993168346578372009-09-16T10:55:00.007-04:002009-09-16T11:20:14.932-04:00CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXnp0RNz4KbGB7Cmk8r7aAGb3WgfuXlj-nbSQ4tR9hvu73YhlQs7J0klb3BNUXgWQn_zH_th_bo-Ly2ifK_1ka6cAubzWQ1YadVuzvRJ6WJWRGJZv-a7CDK8Qk0UgLoa60fU1_HWzb14o/s1600-h/Samsung-Intensity-cell-phone.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382080971884707490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXnp0RNz4KbGB7Cmk8r7aAGb3WgfuXlj-nbSQ4tR9hvu73YhlQs7J0klb3BNUXgWQn_zH_th_bo-Ly2ifK_1ka6cAubzWQ1YadVuzvRJ6WJWRGJZv-a7CDK8Qk0UgLoa60fU1_HWzb14o/s320/Samsung-Intensity-cell-phone.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Got a new phone last week. It isn't red, we couldn't find it in red, but still a great phone. I haven't even played with everything it can do, but it's loaded with music for my walks and the sound quality is fantastic! I have a set of earbuds made by iLUV and they're the best I've ever had! </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The only problem so far is that I have some homemade ringtones on my old phone that I want to transfer and I was having difficulty doing that. I have since found that the files are Mpegs that need to be converted to QCP files, so I'm going to download a converter and see if that works. If not, I'm stuck with the kooky ringtones on the phone. It won't be horrible, but the tones on the old phone were made by Ian, especially for me. I miss them.</span>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-20128873178888878882009-09-14T11:29:00.005-04:002009-09-14T12:09:04.717-04:00WALK 'N ROLL<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkYo4Pw73eJWjif1XvHRMbHZIAwmtN-q4N4hC9UK8mXG2NIEE0Nreu_909aeaqxIq582NVUHwT8dPDLa1cDVANSQzXJS7prgPuC-7-UgrYVJAxu3-ksvqh_5W29jxVrFppU6gFgMk4gaM/s1600-h/motley_crue_too_fast_for_love.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381347705788365810" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkYo4Pw73eJWjif1XvHRMbHZIAwmtN-q4N4hC9UK8mXG2NIEE0Nreu_909aeaqxIq582NVUHwT8dPDLa1cDVANSQzXJS7prgPuC-7-UgrYVJAxu3-ksvqh_5W29jxVrFppU6gFgMk4gaM/s320/motley_crue_too_fast_for_love.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">In the morning, after dropping Ian at the train, I go for a "power" walk. Swinging arms, handweights, headphones, the whole nine yards. For the longest time I listened to disco because back in the day of aerobics classes that's what we worked out to. Recently though, I've needed something more motivational. After seeing Motley Crue last month, I decided that Metal would do the job.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWumhnLSjfhrAQqvqvPQNTAOr1Evari1wJkw5KKV4OrMaUu9l5vTaacTqb4XOwlm-p2iGiAA6OeYQwx_OzErhsJK1KyETiiBsl5pNca1Iw-UfbWHJNFb2HQ1HaJM97hab-Cz2z5vhXQjQ/s1600-h/cooper-alice-photo-xl-alice-cooper-6226509.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381351324077154178" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWumhnLSjfhrAQqvqvPQNTAOr1Evari1wJkw5KKV4OrMaUu9l5vTaacTqb4XOwlm-p2iGiAA6OeYQwx_OzErhsJK1KyETiiBsl5pNca1Iw-UfbWHJNFb2HQ1HaJM97hab-Cz2z5vhXQjQ/s320/cooper-alice-photo-xl-alice-cooper-6226509.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYS3NPaW-KyIuUqCbUuq-1MiX8lZ2IwGQev3RJSI8bc0Brpf1rfu52HeBwnP6lOnSQGAMYdiiBZlk_AlPKFbybD51JXJ3KYSD6lAUl51qQS0370-Dha18JQ4-RzHujoNBVRmbfpXWot54/s1600-h/motorhead-ace_of_spades-frontal.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381351315533643986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYS3NPaW-KyIuUqCbUuq-1MiX8lZ2IwGQev3RJSI8bc0Brpf1rfu52HeBwnP6lOnSQGAMYdiiBZlk_AlPKFbybD51JXJ3KYSD6lAUl51qQS0370-Dha18JQ4-RzHujoNBVRmbfpXWot54/s320/motorhead-ace_of_spades-frontal.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I have downloaded into my mp3 player Motley Crue, AC/DC, Aerosmith, Alice Cooper, Cheap Trick, Deep Purple and Motorhead, so far, and those 70 songs took about 4 hours. I still have many, many more songs to go through in our iTunes library. The reason it takes so long to load them in is that I have to listen to each one to see if it has the proper speed to keep me going fast enough.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmBuR6QJK_agibL7zvN4RNPdwz3x84KVDFGZg7urpIRgmiSv9BEe9NuNSPtZFJPSIoRX3-l0Y9wwe3vE9jBZavXrnhYKEFtXhWrWnKSLIRd8LQoMb9eNdNOKfJMxbBm5ixZji5J8qlAUI/s1600-h/AC-DC-Highway-to-hell-front.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381347698906071410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmBuR6QJK_agibL7zvN4RNPdwz3x84KVDFGZg7urpIRgmiSv9BEe9NuNSPtZFJPSIoRX3-l0Y9wwe3vE9jBZavXrnhYKEFtXhWrWnKSLIRd8LQoMb9eNdNOKfJMxbBm5ixZji5J8qlAUI/s320/AC-DC-Highway-to-hell-front.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When I hear the opening guitar on It's a Long Way to the Top or the riff at the beginning of Dr. Feelgood, I can feel the endorphins kick in and it makes me walk harder! It takes all I have to keep from headbanging while I'm walking down the street.</span> </div></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-5166236326710531002009-09-13T19:17:00.017-04:002009-09-13T19:52:11.966-04:00STUDIO ENVY<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUBaE6NMnuVjSaJ8QQZcVZS-zZXsf51saYmeJgiqUp6MgjMyDS63U6yroTJI8kcpqnqR2JY2YnuPr01Qg-TEGd6rKL1LfPNvAm2BF9HBSbrX_AVTG9cZmlu7ecJkjuy83hnaUXVEOfX_k/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381103326535350082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUBaE6NMnuVjSaJ8QQZcVZS-zZXsf51saYmeJgiqUp6MgjMyDS63U6yroTJI8kcpqnqR2JY2YnuPr01Qg-TEGd6rKL1LfPNvAm2BF9HBSbrX_AVTG9cZmlu7ecJkjuy83hnaUXVEOfX_k/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is a picture of my friend Kendra in her studio, which is in her house!</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I have SERIOUS studio envy. I would LOVE to have a room of my own. It would have a dedicated cutting table, a sewing table, shelves for my fabric/notions stash, a place to keep all my yarn, my loom, the spinning wheel, and my dyepots! Ideally, it would be ground-level with a slider out to a concrete slab so that I could do my dyeing right outside and not have to worry about being messy. It would have a big utility sink and a washing machine. Outside, right next to the concrete slab, there would also be a nice clothesline to hang all my dyed projects on for natural drying. Everything would smell so good! AND it would be big enough so that my fiber friends could come and play with me!!!</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A girl can dream...</span></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-81618425280037821042009-08-24T17:14:00.017-04:002009-08-25T07:32:11.207-04:00DAD<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDlj9svsQeCgpRvCnjC1-attxa6xxb-lyiyIgC2vWSAPTZaOJBJSPDQur8T_lpQ6QAK7y5CilEOwklW5cbEygs2GDvn15YuevunjZPDgBaNkbebdDyDyxRb-FfLhX44fH7TpUA_MR-5iQ/s1600-h/dad.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373646624954311954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDlj9svsQeCgpRvCnjC1-attxa6xxb-lyiyIgC2vWSAPTZaOJBJSPDQur8T_lpQ6QAK7y5CilEOwklW5cbEygs2GDvn15YuevunjZPDgBaNkbebdDyDyxRb-FfLhX44fH7TpUA_MR-5iQ/s320/dad.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Saturday was my Dad's birthday, he would have been 68. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwgHyGJpczsIugvLNEjp6jWfyAL41e-vZ5hI5e9uyIlNWbe-IAIstlHsH2zAFesO0tGVGbuICsdH-LOBmKAglri-acDrmHgNrkkSr9RHkVY57ztzJMoRZDgKE4uzEVOHG2AQQLDgNbV6w/s1600-h/DSC_0374.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373862054883762690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwgHyGJpczsIugvLNEjp6jWfyAL41e-vZ5hI5e9uyIlNWbe-IAIstlHsH2zAFesO0tGVGbuICsdH-LOBmKAglri-acDrmHgNrkkSr9RHkVY57ztzJMoRZDgKE4uzEVOHG2AQQLDgNbV6w/s320/DSC_0374.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">On Sunday morning, the nine of us went to the John Carver Inn, affectionately known in our family as "the hotel", for breakfast and to get ready to scatter Dad's ashes.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">After breakfast we headed up to Lout Pond on Billington Street, that's where my Dad did a lot of his growing up. My Mom read a poem she'd written and we each scattered a scoopful of ashes. </span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpXeBullvdL6kGzoJcetgJ7YYqDsSbTfUMfGBrITLWUJLkAWoqu2cLFR0-IUg0-CcJSLyZPahkNzBzYC1-lKzgvd_DJj62NbOy2WHdgXPBjvvOv2-oueGEULNsznqrIMa6qCYGYIQzWyM/s1600-h/DSC_0397.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373642929128214738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpXeBullvdL6kGzoJcetgJ7YYqDsSbTfUMfGBrITLWUJLkAWoqu2cLFR0-IUg0-CcJSLyZPahkNzBzYC1-lKzgvd_DJj62NbOy2WHdgXPBjvvOv2-oueGEULNsznqrIMa6qCYGYIQzWyM/s320/DSC_0397.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Then we headed up to our summer cottage at Long Pond. We got out all the kayaks and the canoe. Mom did more readings and then the "Clough-tilla" (thanks Chris!) went out to the middle of the pond and set him free. We stayed out there for awhile, reminiscing and singing a silly song that Dad used to sing while shaving. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When we got back to the beach, we hugged, swam, ate lunch and had hot fudge sundaes in Dad's honor. It was a perfect day and he would have enjoyed it so much.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We all miss you and love you so much Dad.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK_RXbskc2b2vLGAqs1R-yusv1DhgMMIeYsJO80YEfJAVKZJKqg8bG0nBsNeG0Pk99YJhkqrQESAF6J6UoQPD2YfaHtDF_iuU4gld4KspK1qx5h4OkiQ5qUZKnlBM6j3I_aYlBfeqaMgI/s1600-h/DSC_0375.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373644195025334370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK_RXbskc2b2vLGAqs1R-yusv1DhgMMIeYsJO80YEfJAVKZJKqg8bG0nBsNeG0Pk99YJhkqrQESAF6J6UoQPD2YfaHtDF_iuU4gld4KspK1qx5h4OkiQ5qUZKnlBM6j3I_aYlBfeqaMgI/s320/DSC_0375.JPG" border="0" /></a>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-4283362772757273612009-07-25T09:02:00.007-04:002009-07-25T10:25:53.866-04:00OUR LITTLE PARADISE<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pollywog College. That's the name of the summer cottage that my mom and uncle own. It was named Pollywog Cottage, but my aunt called it college as a little girl and the name stuck. My grandfather bought it when my mother was a little girl and there hasn't been a summer in my life that I haven't been up there. It's on Long Pond in Plymouth and is heaven on earth.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4y1tgDqgHgYcsOfr074L_OBhI6jppdi_ehb41zFgr-olADzwzVYYTkrtaW065NdhLgc8mMV6ZT4xFs_4Rj7GrkgwtTi1f7lYLTwF6cpVkIf7aFo2g-PjvC_hlZhefJYbgunRmleaQhzg/s1600-h/DSC_0102.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362384792935005378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4y1tgDqgHgYcsOfr074L_OBhI6jppdi_ehb41zFgr-olADzwzVYYTkrtaW065NdhLgc8mMV6ZT4xFs_4Rj7GrkgwtTi1f7lYLTwF6cpVkIf7aFo2g-PjvC_hlZhefJYbgunRmleaQhzg/s320/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />The deck, on the front, overlooks the pond, but there is enough shrubby stuff in front of it to keep it private.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUmhI7Uww6xsFkf8lu8XL52BHq6bX-gqELuy8Hk27Ku_vKGww8Un4_tPv1lAXamaRegOCGxeE4Syl-L5qkEZ7JGX1G7JHiXtanfqKw845luOX0eQG-yVWTqJdCUBXm3z21FDsqvRgKNvs/s1600-h/DSC_0033.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362384096185558482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUmhI7Uww6xsFkf8lu8XL52BHq6bX-gqELuy8Hk27Ku_vKGww8Un4_tPv1lAXamaRegOCGxeE4Syl-L5qkEZ7JGX1G7JHiXtanfqKw845luOX0eQG-yVWTqJdCUBXm3z21FDsqvRgKNvs/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The beach from the end of the dock. From year to year we don't know how much beach we'll have. The winter snow can sometimes take it all away. There have been summers where we've had to put the dock up right at the end of the stairs down from the cottage.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf09ADO_JiPl2wNoNTXqfLgBoi0hAizLW87KcbWTDGQfD0u8lZfZ7OsG_ejlUxy3Y96NyzSnlxtDyCWVYWNoJ4jYTkggaf_9LcqkcEGLQXoazdckOEPTelNi_Xj4ZSDm6QNEwGZJf1enQ/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362383752275841842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf09ADO_JiPl2wNoNTXqfLgBoi0hAizLW87KcbWTDGQfD0u8lZfZ7OsG_ejlUxy3Y96NyzSnlxtDyCWVYWNoJ4jYTkggaf_9LcqkcEGLQXoazdckOEPTelNi_Xj4ZSDm6QNEwGZJf1enQ/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAKFE9bargrvluEsQl86mjmziAlxEssbkq3xG9dnGywE0yjCAuw0ZGM03hYnQi0qW7Of-q2qGbOODKCZEf7FADb9VfUet5oy4qyxITgQDFLyCUKt7RThue6AHCM15s4YQGR2khW9o98zc/s1600-h/DSC_0071.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362402549806671330" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAKFE9bargrvluEsQl86mjmziAlxEssbkq3xG9dnGywE0yjCAuw0ZGM03hYnQi0qW7Of-q2qGbOODKCZEf7FADb9VfUet5oy4qyxITgQDFLyCUKt7RThue6AHCM15s4YQGR2khW9o98zc/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We're on a cove, protected, but we still get to see some very cool action in the sky and the sun sets directly across from our beach. Nothing like sitting on the beach with a cold drink, watching the sun go down.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN613kNtbwJ1SXlv2ii-QG7xp-qvw_8i9Sc-AY1FC9-cG9Nr1gii0NsJRNkxGdDl0p2fwvP4QiblBCvQ5AlhAHy82IO1ZbIX_cLNQfIrR92rOzQ8-FuyzN64NiPwhZO34S97BgD4aebuA/s1600-h/DSC_0039.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362383745788886754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN613kNtbwJ1SXlv2ii-QG7xp-qvw_8i9Sc-AY1FC9-cG9Nr1gii0NsJRNkxGdDl0p2fwvP4QiblBCvQ5AlhAHy82IO1ZbIX_cLNQfIrR92rOzQ8-FuyzN64NiPwhZO34S97BgD4aebuA/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />The flag on the screen is covering a hole to keep the mosquitoes out.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh424EZQ9KFm3Ggwfd3ey5kosWvxeJzrsi2g5LAGuAzsfVSHu48UXv6zbvN7Ew6Xbxm46sabwaaqLJoeEYGi7fi22uT56BJKK2tAUjLtM6YvOxstXlJtOdlE9DE_v9tDetFMTtQJ29YpyI/s1600-h/DSC_0042.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362383738092893010" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh424EZQ9KFm3Ggwfd3ey5kosWvxeJzrsi2g5LAGuAzsfVSHu48UXv6zbvN7Ew6Xbxm46sabwaaqLJoeEYGi7fi22uT56BJKK2tAUjLtM6YvOxstXlJtOdlE9DE_v9tDetFMTtQJ29YpyI/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span></div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The oar is from a row boat that is long gone, but was really cool. It was big and felt like the shallop at the Mayflower.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrN0O87_EfBRzMtAq6unxw00WvWmzu3lFZSN3xzRcdNMplUuecBPrn2BZCmaRxKg8OYSjdcGscE1fo1Uu5soAGucKk_yfSXauk1sN9K1Fvj-lzBoPBVgFhzgRCI6Vp41ByKC4ZAReEdMY/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362383734228787538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrN0O87_EfBRzMtAq6unxw00WvWmzu3lFZSN3xzRcdNMplUuecBPrn2BZCmaRxKg8OYSjdcGscE1fo1Uu5soAGucKk_yfSXauk1sN9K1Fvj-lzBoPBVgFhzgRCI6Vp41ByKC4ZAReEdMY/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Irises all over the place, beautiful when they're all open. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I consider myself to be incredibly fortunate to have had this place in my life and to be able to share it with so many friends</span>.</div></div></div></div></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-66098369040778911442009-07-21T05:51:00.004-04:002009-07-21T07:45:20.627-04:00HAPPY 68th BIRTHDAY MAMA!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKbJADehu5afbt6zTkugqSUW15YNrMzP-yU61hFyY86yBdHuoEPiVQkjrbTJSQgYTPB_0rvAL_5nX82fQD0VNVh5meepwXtamosf_6LzYIoJYc37WPDaL3Ql9Yvan8V0Qc2MFsEPK7nS4/s1600-h/ma.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360878001664114178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKbJADehu5afbt6zTkugqSUW15YNrMzP-yU61hFyY86yBdHuoEPiVQkjrbTJSQgYTPB_0rvAL_5nX82fQD0VNVh5meepwXtamosf_6LzYIoJYc37WPDaL3Ql9Yvan8V0Qc2MFsEPK7nS4/s320/ma.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-60833645453608055372009-07-19T11:56:00.007-04:002009-07-19T12:18:36.522-04:00WE GONNA ROCK DOWN TO ATLANTIC AVENUE<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My mother and I drove down to the cape on Saturday to see my brother and his band play at the Barnstable Fair. His band is called The Atlantic Ave Band and they do a mix of covers. Neither one of us had seen them play, so we were psyched to be going.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsadlRQEO_luhvG_7dLBvhxmKq21kYLg-ZCkJQILk_rA4HMyBPtEuSKp7HM98XfKOWOhKBS3wNMa589Exqy_Z32TYbldf0zy8BM3ZDrd2o1DSSp9dkDwphTSgnKfmrMLXyl3cEwg4KYTE/s1600-h/a+cardinal+truth.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360202926015010034" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsadlRQEO_luhvG_7dLBvhxmKq21kYLg-ZCkJQILk_rA4HMyBPtEuSKp7HM98XfKOWOhKBS3wNMa589Exqy_Z32TYbldf0zy8BM3ZDrd2o1DSSp9dkDwphTSgnKfmrMLXyl3cEwg4KYTE/s320/a+cardinal+truth.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My sentiments exactly! And it has nothing to do with being married to a bass player.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgye83KXQBAyNl3l-3lXKesjEFi0oN1rjO4fdvc8IcuYJBGEpZ3_rAFd6l8epKQEkIEoEykXO87cihE5kzOCV6-U0JnjTpKb-IafE3baJYWm_M50dP_Fn1kWnAJfvP9w2YyoXTTuj3IRkA/s1600-h/a+guitar+lineup.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360202948224700962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgye83KXQBAyNl3l-3lXKesjEFi0oN1rjO4fdvc8IcuYJBGEpZ3_rAFd6l8epKQEkIEoEykXO87cihE5kzOCV6-U0JnjTpKb-IafE3baJYWm_M50dP_Fn1kWnAJfvP9w2YyoXTTuj3IRkA/s320/a+guitar+lineup.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The guitar line-up. With this many six-strings, you get a nice full sound and the bassist was giving good bottom!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisKeVWPcGzpHRZnC1Hj1RL0NxbLtGlIWtnK0IOIK38KUJuRFaGvWgG2Efynma81gLzob25Zz3IsP8qfnFIh9eMrZiUq0jjP9ZF0_1fl6lENEqylR8J1yS6MEXInkWV9jTi5zuTTeCM8cQ/s1600-h/an+audience+with+the+mama.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360203907499844482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisKeVWPcGzpHRZnC1Hj1RL0NxbLtGlIWtnK0IOIK38KUJuRFaGvWgG2Efynma81gLzob25Zz3IsP8qfnFIh9eMrZiUq0jjP9ZF0_1fl6lENEqylR8J1yS6MEXInkWV9jTi5zuTTeCM8cQ/s320/an+audience+with+the+mama.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The audience with Mom singing along to "It's Five O'clock Somewhere". She's a big Alan Jackson fan and digs the Jimmy Buffett a little too.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5ADEo5QQMYMZcPYBmAYB2G2voyD7r9Lbh7_XqQaau137KfQma_td7cSgJufMfSznZKxNpaKhx5JbjKr_ETUHAWZAuT5nI3D8xqCUOtQGFybK0mfGjplNSQ7Go-UsHmGX56n4lthvJN7A/s1600-h/a+wink+from+jefe.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360203900429300834" style="WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5ADEo5QQMYMZcPYBmAYB2G2voyD7r9Lbh7_XqQaau137KfQma_td7cSgJufMfSznZKxNpaKhx5JbjKr_ETUHAWZAuT5nI3D8xqCUOtQGFybK0mfGjplNSQ7Go-UsHmGX56n4lthvJN7A/s320/a+wink+from+jefe.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My bro, winking for the camera, and the ever popular Vinny Conga on, well, the congas!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKdAxLoXLfXQu-ubPacLH9kx8uhVOHi9OE54nLOeadKfmR-X2gmS018IRBvvWOG7wVC2nYTRd41_9t-u3xLhFK4eAqHb8Hj-BDvalz3QTYsxigJfAGRW6XGPobma4PfcTdXeOGmjifz5o/s1600-h/a+seranade.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360203898313360450" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKdAxLoXLfXQu-ubPacLH9kx8uhVOHi9OE54nLOeadKfmR-X2gmS018IRBvvWOG7wVC2nYTRd41_9t-u3xLhFK4eAqHb8Hj-BDvalz3QTYsxigJfAGRW6XGPobma4PfcTdXeOGmjifz5o/s320/a+seranade.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This little guy was dancing for the whole, 1 1/2 hour set. CUTEST!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqA2bNdy8bYLtJwQ9ImMRG2rD-mLFPGCh7W0ww60J5akKrzmvuJe6aQAve2iR7uHbHbKzeuustrIVz1NTGoj16kk5JAqJ8mXbrUAZOKMdxTmmIBPVp4Kh6K71-EGwdE7vbWtGhCzRAaCs/s1600-h/a+mr+vinny+conga.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360202958612003250" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqA2bNdy8bYLtJwQ9ImMRG2rD-mLFPGCh7W0ww60J5akKrzmvuJe6aQAve2iR7uHbHbKzeuustrIVz1NTGoj16kk5JAqJ8mXbrUAZOKMdxTmmIBPVp4Kh6K71-EGwdE7vbWtGhCzRAaCs/s320/a+mr+vinny+conga.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vinny, workin' it!<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgELBeysTamdw9GuqvpnLUZYGDHOCl5hR7CVO92h343PmeGDDU7ftva6lwad8ZPrbv7kSTKbnXvujyvfDLEhgIisGicPZVt873EzxdfNEKuyZFIIYlY3aS_PRRnVAMqztzPM1vXItgx97w/s1600-h/a+groovin%27+bassist.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360202941235068882" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgELBeysTamdw9GuqvpnLUZYGDHOCl5hR7CVO92h343PmeGDDU7ftva6lwad8ZPrbv7kSTKbnXvujyvfDLEhgIisGicPZVt873EzxdfNEKuyZFIIYlY3aS_PRRnVAMqztzPM1vXItgx97w/s320/a+groovin%27+bassist.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The bassist, groovin' through the whole set.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpBNhZGJUtYOhCkXW1Ac9-z-4Kh48II-EGgnt2lJJSQcGUG52TkJTXY8665gQ016ax0PCyUWip8Q6aNyhQSFSoVKoK-3qfgn0mW3-BChQoQ6nuIbnqcY6GaYzwNCfwV-SdAjpQ4ROgc-Y/s1600-h/a+drummah.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360202934433794690" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpBNhZGJUtYOhCkXW1Ac9-z-4Kh48II-EGgnt2lJJSQcGUG52TkJTXY8665gQ016ax0PCyUWip8Q6aNyhQSFSoVKoK-3qfgn0mW3-BChQoQ6nuIbnqcY6GaYzwNCfwV-SdAjpQ4ROgc-Y/s320/a+drummah.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"She said don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself"</span></div><div> </div></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775328610610521269.post-19627574609205352382009-07-17T22:44:00.015-04:002009-07-17T23:19:51.863-04:00A BRILLIANT IDEA, REALLY<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The walls in the women's bathroom at Church in Boston. 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On Saturday we went out on the bike to see Paul and Teri at the grand opening of Teri's new Arts Center in Quincy. </span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM_rjEc1FK2RiTZWgfuXoi2LGjMLrpYnBBegL9d7OzHazy2p90CisQdDVRVHOyEdkH4o9TRsNeKS33-DuuNu2OhYPiulomkyuuTsRmX2IsJxHyUoidgj-5-3sCxNiz8AxwdTdMGWUNtB8/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357706236904738722" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM_rjEc1FK2RiTZWgfuXoi2LGjMLrpYnBBegL9d7OzHazy2p90CisQdDVRVHOyEdkH4o9TRsNeKS33-DuuNu2OhYPiulomkyuuTsRmX2IsJxHyUoidgj-5-3sCxNiz8AxwdTdMGWUNtB8/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Their boys Jake and Nick came out to check out the bike, and of course, try it out. After our visit with the Mangiarattis, we hit the road for Brookline and the Larz Anderson Auto Museum for Micro/Mini Car Day. This museum has a permanent collection located in a converted carriage house but they also host events on their sprawling lawn over the course of the non-snowy months.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfr-Ot9gna8mmz5hNwVkeegnhDY9s5gwMKpBJBfXib7g6oS_6kkF-KyshUMbgGB52dzOIrCLJz-uxMacBAj2g38AsqQ5l3MVeuFTAubAZplU7rMT1TtHZA7qyQcS1jtYKDgGAyTFORUjY/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357706258631364594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfr-Ot9gna8mmz5hNwVkeegnhDY9s5gwMKpBJBfXib7g6oS_6kkF-KyshUMbgGB52dzOIrCLJz-uxMacBAj2g38AsqQ5l3MVeuFTAubAZplU7rMT1TtHZA7qyQcS1jtYKDgGAyTFORUjY/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When we got there and got off the bike the first thing we saw was one of Ian's favorite motorcycles, with a sidecar no less. It's a Ural from Russia.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwuste2qPyGRzoiR5T0uWPhDFdGXRVn7V5Bgpfztyfkj1iqLyvn8N1vst9ICpQabHzVUApbYdteFhUwJKeAb4oKg4dl6p3l2GtClLV7bFyHmLemFNNpNGQiz4OTT60hxwWoBIHQ2Ddu2I/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357707553477021874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwuste2qPyGRzoiR5T0uWPhDFdGXRVn7V5Bgpfztyfkj1iqLyvn8N1vst9ICpQabHzVUApbYdteFhUwJKeAb4oKg4dl6p3l2GtClLV7bFyHmLemFNNpNGQiz4OTT60hxwWoBIHQ2Ddu2I/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How cool are hood ornaments?</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwmts-643sz-PA7XBKCdr_yUx2kdkjBr_a-Ywdi7qRlDn_aXiRXjyzdoTqn-o6-GTVlHQ0yIBXRoJC8jFD-6MuuyBvVN0rk2hEY3bwCnB1Xk5UdbZC6pwIjhahyphenhyphenIUKR1GfVXF_WtjvIac/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357707524095638930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwmts-643sz-PA7XBKCdr_yUx2kdkjBr_a-Ywdi7qRlDn_aXiRXjyzdoTqn-o6-GTVlHQ0yIBXRoJC8jFD-6MuuyBvVN0rk2hEY3bwCnB1Xk5UdbZC6pwIjhahyphenhyphenIUKR1GfVXF_WtjvIac/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />A bug-eye sprite!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNGmw9ie-0L8jGWl0SnXIHgGG9k_ILZUj05ISJUj7WYdo2B1ejhoOfOhaeIWI9PbB5gGe2SB7w4JNH84Sv6yPV7iwdq45dblRKHtXvvjGZYPKvOeVbhXUFS0csW6OhTPPfRky0oGzrOEw/s1600-h/DSC_0052.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357707513664736354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNGmw9ie-0L8jGWl0SnXIHgGG9k_ILZUj05ISJUj7WYdo2B1ejhoOfOhaeIWI9PbB5gGe2SB7w4JNH84Sv6yPV7iwdq45dblRKHtXvvjGZYPKvOeVbhXUFS0csW6OhTPPfRky0oGzrOEw/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ian in the reflection of a Nash Metropolitan's hubcap. Note the dice on the valve stem. Another cool detail.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihnaU878UBn58mDYKpoSHJYp5ppe9i5jMj0gpkB97cjRodyrhya0kNaNms1YhyphenhyphenZARmKjgs9ki1lpKDcMAwMZg-EjzA6ujA9IIaZB3jWMNG9C8m4wY7z6UyShPONOpH590OXkNZ8WLsb5c/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357706270692164578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihnaU878UBn58mDYKpoSHJYp5ppe9i5jMj0gpkB97cjRodyrhya0kNaNms1YhyphenhyphenZARmKjgs9ki1lpKDcMAwMZg-EjzA6ujA9IIaZB3jWMNG9C8m4wY7z6UyShPONOpH590OXkNZ8WLsb5c/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As all the cars were tiny, I appear as a giantess, doing my best Carol Marol. Hitched to the back of this car is the tiniest camper I've ever seen.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZC2QES2tny9W5DObrj6WLzr8A8aUXHUHdad-OzYkh8UOob-2phRFgeX23ue0u2Nk-1d9pfZOQsT38YE7OF9z_Hzb1HerCGORP5TNGNU7TKRk6lMWKEq4vg_M46qAi69BgyGCwrl5aCmo/s1600-h/DSC_0161.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357706281997489586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZC2QES2tny9W5DObrj6WLzr8A8aUXHUHdad-OzYkh8UOob-2phRFgeX23ue0u2Nk-1d9pfZOQsT38YE7OF9z_Hzb1HerCGORP5TNGNU7TKRk6lMWKEq4vg_M46qAi69BgyGCwrl5aCmo/s320/DSC_0161.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Inside the carriage house is the permanent collection. I thought it very cool that each car had a mannequin dressed in the style of the day. This is a 1957 Corvette, 'vettes are my favorite car. If I had the money, that's what I'd get!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbR6Fk002TM6mjCsnWfaDzEdOKnYgA8vU2qaU2BcC_MGMQ9jU8TqD2Lr1Yb6dZBZj8VMSkBLdRQLa20wgA8jdDXrYQHGWscbCJU9TxfekXj3F8_h6JheThxTAJMtaZoqWaX97GOBa81jA/s1600-h/DSC_0178.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357707494688730946" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbR6Fk002TM6mjCsnWfaDzEdOKnYgA8vU2qaU2BcC_MGMQ9jU8TqD2Lr1Yb6dZBZj8VMSkBLdRQLa20wgA8jdDXrYQHGWscbCJU9TxfekXj3F8_h6JheThxTAJMtaZoqWaX97GOBa81jA/s320/DSC_0178.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />The museum houses cars that were actually owned by Larz Anderson. This is a shot of his limo from the early 20th century. It has all mod cons!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY5961EoqztOCMdUartG0KnOyoU1pRFTQYhoRfXZOBsIhHj32NjDHqwibw8Wlav9XgZQyQ0LKuwW87E2jUpvjRDC1IvvU7EOGWRDjFn5a5Z2iwTU7tQJyGx4YJltza6iSLzFvG_qyOt8A/s1600-h/DSC_0179.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357707486966972402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY5961EoqztOCMdUartG0KnOyoU1pRFTQYhoRfXZOBsIhHj32NjDHqwibw8Wlav9XgZQyQ0LKuwW87E2jUpvjRDC1IvvU7EOGWRDjFn5a5Z2iwTU7tQJyGx4YJltza6iSLzFvG_qyOt8A/s320/DSC_0179.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />The headlight of one of his other cars.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0NNT5gdVAZpecDTrTUqfTATHCgdNSJyi91CGK0lEABl5yZsBH2tcaoRYJM182kjFQheD-l32_RB1U5pVcJKgv1FGtIXLSj7f6o4t-MXKvxx3WMm48haapxe9a2I3-8XcH_uDtJQh9j8/s1600-h/DSC_0192.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357706306907676210" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0NNT5gdVAZpecDTrTUqfTATHCgdNSJyi91CGK0lEABl5yZsBH2tcaoRYJM182kjFQheD-l32_RB1U5pVcJKgv1FGtIXLSj7f6o4t-MXKvxx3WMm48haapxe9a2I3-8XcH_uDtJQh9j8/s320/DSC_0192.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />And then there is a garage set up so you can see what it was like back in the day. They have some cars "in for repairs" all the tools, etc. that you'd need.<br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIsRpVgd7W0XwGyP4kbVAE3ip_R6GF-q7iKYh99BWAYeAeL08Fch-zaYFO2CDdUgPOPqPgAMX73tYW_yTE1r-ZRJdziwfyG1-X5vMhnnHHICJ16hYWioanCuZ1eIOX0YunIn8GMW7cqaE/s1600-h/DSCF3506.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357705037314578242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIsRpVgd7W0XwGyP4kbVAE3ip_R6GF-q7iKYh99BWAYeAeL08Fch-zaYFO2CDdUgPOPqPgAMX73tYW_yTE1r-ZRJdziwfyG1-X5vMhnnHHICJ16hYWioanCuZ1eIOX0YunIn8GMW7cqaE/s320/DSCF3506.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />On Sunday, we hopped on the bike again and headed out to Dedham for The Bay State Antique Auto Club’s 38th Annual Antique Car Show. Touted to have over 1000 cars participating, how could we pass it up?!?<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEWMy20EoIah8ctA3JwdYb14wjJ8SCs4xfKKV0TcmYNR9unBQ4ywtoHhErP4HvIfmR0WWnV5C7BZjEDznPyGPZgnHKVUsr59DZqMbBRIwOaEzKsd1dgHaDJbooleeijigV2XGEi5KmCZU/s1600-h/DSCF3594.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357705022215287186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEWMy20EoIah8ctA3JwdYb14wjJ8SCs4xfKKV0TcmYNR9unBQ4ywtoHhErP4HvIfmR0WWnV5C7BZjEDznPyGPZgnHKVUsr59DZqMbBRIwOaEzKsd1dgHaDJbooleeijigV2XGEi5KmCZU/s320/DSCF3594.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Aren't we all feeling THIS!?!</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></div></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj1jF6ioApYUOKUFaR89WYYs8NDopgPTGaGjPxwRTrBbm_IgUXPXtcjfby-ZKkYDPkZUvKbdaFokz1JvUF_-Q9A2DauP6zqEcuuaki3cuhrG1iNABM_u-Kz2z1Cj__EEnTQ8Sio9GmvSM/s1600-h/DSCF3590.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357705012229155810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj1jF6ioApYUOKUFaR89WYYs8NDopgPTGaGjPxwRTrBbm_IgUXPXtcjfby-ZKkYDPkZUvKbdaFokz1JvUF_-Q9A2DauP6zqEcuuaki3cuhrG1iNABM_u-Kz2z1Cj__EEnTQ8Sio9GmvSM/s320/DSCF3590.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />An Oldsmobile El Camino. Who'da thunk it?<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRtg63Xgyk6ZaXw5M1cF56shDJOK18llEXLymb1zAFnijlNRoIcL4OSm81TsDqPTDMBTOlws76SXNECXK4PFfqTxgdoC0Jxe7bauZQswRZ5uuX6oaX8s_EHQ7QM6BsQFYwRxMvoKyk9FU/s1600-h/DSCF3485.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357704993106640386" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRtg63Xgyk6ZaXw5M1cF56shDJOK18llEXLymb1zAFnijlNRoIcL4OSm81TsDqPTDMBTOlws76SXNECXK4PFfqTxgdoC0Jxe7bauZQswRZ5uuX6oaX8s_EHQ7QM6BsQFYwRxMvoKyk9FU/s320/DSCF3485.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Ian checking out one of the race cars, there were several there. I've never seen one up close before.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLTNalij4fJE3m4TorZJ_Hj5Q86NBRt1b8p4Z-4FYSyCCddw-NdEPWCA_sFHRcsLAc7bkwRiXmQJuzdKXZcfos4XPr0pDCbAiHtATniYXSrIUcoCVcl69hMG1FUbRKPxXy4Yw0jbG8Tsk/s1600-h/DSCF3589.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357705040498024690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLTNalij4fJE3m4TorZJ_Hj5Q86NBRt1b8p4Z-4FYSyCCddw-NdEPWCA_sFHRcsLAc7bkwRiXmQJuzdKXZcfos4XPr0pDCbAiHtATniYXSrIUcoCVcl69hMG1FUbRKPxXy4Yw0jbG8Tsk/s320/DSCF3589.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />This truck is big and tough, would probably kick the asses of all those pickups with hemis.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvoySYWhhscA0-zQtgHScidY0PTre486u3HK1pgGPLdrdRdRm0odA-NAFpPYXmk6c0Twax2-MsEZdxFutC7T35o4-oTiPEucTIi6uwD6khWjXdg4FX9zQzrNPQRgWA2-FUbm-VZarJyY/s1600-h/DSCF3551.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357703052226079666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvoySYWhhscA0-zQtgHScidY0PTre486u3HK1pgGPLdrdRdRm0odA-NAFpPYXmk6c0Twax2-MsEZdxFutC7T35o4-oTiPEucTIi6uwD6khWjXdg4FX9zQzrNPQRgWA2-FUbm-VZarJyY/s320/DSCF3551.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Reflection in the hood of a 70s Celica. I love the pink and white car behind me.<br /></span></div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOoXPJN5HnyxVy5mI479ln_I-6wpKOt3YNdNC0-ktFvpZSv9O0VCHUswtngoKFu9N5eqfXER7ORHKZMmHa_7jTf2_qjhvbZN8pdVbp9MsUfawcgU3J8c2OjfxcK08MO1iiWrhMe_q0fWU/s1600-h/DSCF3513.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357703044462374770" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOoXPJN5HnyxVy5mI479ln_I-6wpKOt3YNdNC0-ktFvpZSv9O0VCHUswtngoKFu9N5eqfXER7ORHKZMmHa_7jTf2_qjhvbZN8pdVbp9MsUfawcgU3J8c2OjfxcK08MO1iiWrhMe_q0fWU/s320/DSCF3513.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />This is the tail light of an Olds 98. I think my favorite car at the show. The owner was a sweetheart too.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSyXNu13I95GxKlSJulRa__i3NlycZ1ATm_CJ8q-KQb0dtSPIe0tjZcWKVGmr7QVUUI9n-bIGKLc0-OTywd3_UYB2vGJeG0JSqC6bqNxgZqMeeUQex2nsnKKACRaeZHLA1vBHORiY-jW8/s1600-h/DSCF3562.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357703032255403842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSyXNu13I95GxKlSJulRa__i3NlycZ1ATm_CJ8q-KQb0dtSPIe0tjZcWKVGmr7QVUUI9n-bIGKLc0-OTywd3_UYB2vGJeG0JSqC6bqNxgZqMeeUQex2nsnKKACRaeZHLA1vBHORiY-jW8/s320/DSCF3562.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Another cool hood ornament.</span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMtXwhWpJQ_Ks8AgnP05G9TvwBiTVrQOZ2XwrFiLpO63HD4y-e96hNatEaa9BUF6RuPWDsMp46n7t9p2T9WB1X05CGxh-MpF3sNC8UXfNKNlkdXY-uLbK2ftyrq4DeJ0yLC0FG8prfufQ/s1600-h/DSCF3491.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357703023966398194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMtXwhWpJQ_Ks8AgnP05G9TvwBiTVrQOZ2XwrFiLpO63HD4y-e96hNatEaa9BUF6RuPWDsMp46n7t9p2T9WB1X05CGxh-MpF3sNC8UXfNKNlkdXY-uLbK2ftyrq4DeJ0yLC0FG8prfufQ/s320/DSCF3491.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />WTF?! So shiny, I like!</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOzbjdNzqZspSgzsTz9owY-rMp5eSM8UKbAlDy_ZgiP8__iLIBlKIbCoSNlx-m9mML5raXwIsu7Rxws41bGrBsFFWTDdlrEfHRkNQZrAtoOXR-bBr9UBzMUb0XFtCrvhpYZ7R8pvDOgEA/s1600-h/DSCF3498.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357703012436843410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOzbjdNzqZspSgzsTz9owY-rMp5eSM8UKbAlDy_ZgiP8__iLIBlKIbCoSNlx-m9mML5raXwIsu7Rxws41bGrBsFFWTDdlrEfHRkNQZrAtoOXR-bBr9UBzMUb0XFtCrvhpYZ7R8pvDOgEA/s320/DSCF3498.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Love the interiors, so much character, makes today's cars look bland.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">So, the weekend was beautiful and we did a lot of riding and we saw a lot of really cool cars. Can't beat that!</span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Oh, and I should really mention that Ian took all the photos (except the one he's in) and did a great job. He taught me everything I know about cars and cameras.</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17183160223219558383noreply@blogger.com0