When I had to go into court against the insurance company a couple weeks ago, we saw a naval ship off the coast at Camp Pendleton, practicing loading and offloading of gear. The haze and the sun and the angle of our vehicle made it look rather ghostly, as if it were floating up in the thin clouds. By the time we pulled over at the rest stop, it looked a little less ghostly, but I took a few photos anyway.
I couldn’t leave well enough alone, so I separated myself from the crowd (who were also out shooting with cameras and snapping with cell phones), wandered behind the one tree that stood off to the side, and figured I’d play NCIS agent to get the next two shots. King Arthur had the same idea and was trying to find me certain angles, which didn’t work so well because he’s taller and, guess what? I’m not. So I stuck with my range of view.
Yeah, I’m a total geek when it comes to making something easy a lot more difficult. I think they turned out okay. Sadly, I had no DiNozzo to slap upside the head, although I think I called KA “probie” in keeping with the NCIS theme. (I’ve already admitted I’m weird. No need to say it again, unless you absolutely must.)
This is what I see from the shower. The shower has a huge frosted glass window and this is what I see when I step in.
In an effort to distract myself momentarily from the dreaded sinus crud that’s invaded our home, here are some photos from last year’s trip to Vegas. We stopped at Count’s Kustoms and had a look around. Ran into Horny Mike as he was moving in a display of his helmet work. Pretty cool stuff.
My favorite is Pinhead. Striking as all get out.
More of the dummies.
Didn’t know a lot about Jerry Mahoney, so I looked for more info.
Don’t fall for that ol’ pile of donkey dung and spend more than you have on holiday gifts. No need to get super deep in debt this year. Look what happened to this guy who got in over his head.
This Black Friday crap kills me. There’s really no need to spend an arm and a leg on gifts. Small, meaningful presents are where it’s at.
Not exactly the sort of hitchhiker I’d pick up.
Found him at the flea market 10 days ago and took a photo of the unusual mode of transportation he chose. Personally, if I saw a spider THAT BIG wanting a ride, I’d put pedal to the metal and get the hell away from him.
Pam wanted more of the scary tableau.
Hoping there’s more to the World Series than just a couple quick games.
Yep, all geared up for the weekend! Look out, kids, here we come!
The next several days will be spent prepping for faire, getting to faire, setting up at faire, faire-ing, and then coming home. So to leave you with things to peruse, PHOTOS.
Nobody puts Baby in the corner. Worse still, when Baby’s put in a jar, Baby gets really pissy.
Do you know what this is?
First, the isolated rain cloud
And then, just a pretty sky