Before whatever critter it is that comes and dines on it, I finally succeeded in capturing a bloom in full of what I believe is commonly called the San Pedro cactus growing just over the fence in our neighbor’s backyard (click images to triplify):  Before • 6:34 p.m.  After • 9:23 p.m.
Last night’s Ride-ARC “Tourismo!!” ride was a long labor of love. All in I tallied about 35 circuitous miles from start to finish, which occured at 2:45 in the a.m. with me almost desperately hungry enough to tack on a couple more miles there and back to Tommy’s for some double-cheese-extra-pickles sustenance. But my fatigue …
During a brief afternoon game of wallball with Ranger, she snatched the rebounding sphere out of the air thus effectively ending whatever streak I was on and ended up by the south side gate where she immediately set to growling through the wooden slats — ball still firmly in mouth — at something on the …
I’m not fully letting go with the whooping and hollering just yet. I’ve done so with past job interviews that I thought I’d nailed only to be let down like a lemming off a cliff in a Disney film. But at the same time I just got off the phone with an editorial director of …
I put out fair warning to my fellow IAAL•MAF’ers that last night’s regular river ride was going to include a climb up the north side of the park via Mt. Hollywood Drive down to the Griffith Observatory. I’d been wanting to head up there for several weeks as I hadn’t ventured into that stretch of …
Just a couple backyard butterflies (click to doublify):
Warning. I’m going to attempt to describe a sit-com scene I goofily created last night that almost decidedly will not translate from improv to keystrokes, but I’m going to anyway and if you don’t think it funny well fine then. My beloved Susan does not give up her laughter cheaply. Not that she doesn’t have …