Before the silly elf hats come out, I just want to get serious for once and -- no, actually, I just want to be silly some more. Bye-bye.
Friday, December 15, 2006
just a fool for yule.
Before the silly elf hats come out, I just want to get serious for once and -- no, actually, I just want to be silly some more. Bye-bye.
Finally got the new album out
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Calling All Tikes! Calling All Tikes!
Ooooh, gymnastics finals.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
So this is December-type fun
Monday, November 20, 2006
Boston Tea Party
Monday, November 13, 2006
Next Appointment: Power Lunch with Puppies, Kitties, and/or Bunnies
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Weightless and Giggled
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Friday, October 27, 2006
Pumpkin Snow Princess Freya
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Right off the farm
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
apples! apples! apples!
Yesterday the halls of the Museum of Fine Arts and today, a big field full of apples. Life is good in the locale.
Monday, August 14, 2006
ahoy, birthday the second
Peekaboo, birthday numero two.
Now year three is on the way
To my ferocias neighborhood of play.
Now year three is on the way
To my ferocias neighborhood of play.
Friday, August 11, 2006
bed + beverage = happiness
Good morning, world. At some point I'll get around to you, but right now, I think I'll just get back what I was doing. Ciao for now...
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Fiesta time in old Guadalajara
Here I am, on my way out the to mariachi audition. I'm thinking I can make with the "ai yai yai!"
Friday, July 21, 2006
"Hear ye! Hear ye!" called the town crier!
Last night, Paul Revere of Boston was sent for by Dr. Joseph Warren at 10 o'clock to Lexington, and inform Mr. Samuel Adams, and John Hancock Esq. that there was a number of soldiers, composed of light British troops marching to the bottom of the common, where there was a number of boats to receive them.
Monday, July 17, 2006
fill 'er up at fenton's
The Oakland landmark hits the mark again with multiple mountains of dark chocolate, blackberry, milk chocolate, and, oh yeah, vanillsky. Hee haw!
Friday, July 14, 2006
Reclining in Mill Valley
Oooh, bring me a latte and a hot tub, cuz we're hittin' Marin County. Can you see my aura go all orangy?
C'est moi!
You have discovered the spectacular talent of the artist known as The Fro. That artist is me. Suddenly your inner life goes POP CRACKLE SNAP with excitement! Breathe, breathe.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
I remember California
Golden light, pacific breeze, freewheeling air of endless possiblities, the bright edge of the western world, and absurd cost of living.
The Quest for Wisdom
They say that a Wise One lives high up above, and that one who undertakes the perilous route, steadfastly ascending in the face of all discouragement, danger, and ladybugs, will one day confront the Keeper of Wisdom and ask one question.
Mine will be, "Don't you like my dress?"
Mine will be, "Don't you like my dress?"
Behind every delving daredevil...
is a grand dame of maternal genius.
PS Red polka dots are a secret coded message, that, when de-coded with ultra-special decoding mechanisms, results in the following message: happy father's day!
PS Red polka dots are a secret coded message, that, when de-coded with ultra-special decoding mechanisms, results in the following message: happy father's day!
Under the stars of the Southern Cross
We await the high tide. So stow the rum and rig the halyard, my maties. Tonight, we make for far Palau and the Spice Islands!
Gigglin' gophers!
So I was digging and digging and came out in Lithuania. Now it's your turn. Let the Post-Apocalyptic-Subterranean-Homesick Fiesta begin!
Monday, June 19, 2006
Higher Education Fro
Remember that Marx Brothers movie where Groucho runs the University? That should be my job. I'd institute a chair in Ball Studies, and an advanced degree program in the Fine Arts of "Naaa!"
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Samba Party Survivor
Careful with that agogo! Hey, how bout a little quite, Ms. Surdo?! Haven't you had enough of those caiparinhas? Geez, it's like you people haven't even heard of napsky time.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
You say pelado, I say uh-uh.
Some day, I'll debate and orate with the best of them, since even now I am able to provide rejoinder to any syllogism, any deft rhetorical feint. Commit as i might some day any acyrologia, any malapropisms of any sort and progymnasmata hold no terrors for me. All I need is this: "Uh-uh."
Monday, June 12, 2006
Friday, June 09, 2006
GelatoTaster Inc.
Available now, from the internationally reknowned experts at GelatoTaster Inc., the Gelatorama Testorium 5000. We fly in our top gelato-tasing expert, and you pay us -- in gelato. Such a deal, sign up immediately and, for every thousand pounds of gelato we taste, you'll get a thousand pounds free.
Not bad joe in this dive.
I don't like mornings, see. But a crackin' cuppa the black stuff eases the suffering of us hard-working private investigators.
Revenge of the Tarantelle
More than a year in the making, today we see the debut of the latest, greatest, most dangerous Tarantelle ever. Surely you haven't forgotten last year's model?
out: Bardot + Buzios; in: Freya + Angra dos Reis
Of course, without sea turtles my heart can never fully belong to Angra. But as a mere summer bagatelle, a brief encounter, a quick dip, it will certainly do. Another watermelon juice, my good man.
Beachy, Peachy Togetherness III
Canoes are like swimming except that you don't get that sandy stuff in your toes and butt -- what's it called, oh yeah, sand -- and you don't get wet and cold and your mouth doesn't taste like salt and, well, i don't cry.
Beachy, Peachy Togetherness II
Due to this crazy apoxy truck accident, I'm stuck for two weeks to my Pop's shoulders. Ah well, nice view
Pineapple Truck! Pineapple Truck! Pineapple Truck!
Hey, Meester, Meeeeester, want some yummmmmmmy yummmmy pineapples that we got for you? ooooh, soooo tasty!
melancia melancholia
Oh, Watermelon, my watermelon,
Red and sweet and cool,
Makes of me one juiced felon
Green rind to seeded fool..
Red and sweet and cool,
Makes of me one juiced felon
Green rind to seeded fool..
Thursday, June 01, 2006
fontes murmurantes
As a moisture-projection specialist myself, I must say I am always pleased by well-executed liquid-propulsion projects.
Victoria-Regis pt. 2
Behold my faithful companion, Spinky. Long may he whiz the corridors of the Jardim Botanico!
Victoria-Regis pt. 1
Lily pads named in honor of a far-away queen -- I take this as an appropriate model for the botanical, zoological, and geological tribute that are my sure destiny.
Anthropologists differ...
Anthropologists differ on the question of why the Freyomanu tribe acquired its reputation for ferocity and, indeed, whether the tribe has been misunderstood owing to the tragic misplacement of fragile utensils and decorative objects in their natural habitat.
Arrived in Brazil, serenaded by Brasil
It's no easy job providing inspiration, but the fringe benefits are terrific. Did you know that Pythagoras advised building a shrine in the middle of a city if one wanted to promote harmony and education amongst the people? And so here I am, promoting the cultural renaissance of Parati!
Friday, May 19, 2006
sorvete e cicatriz
dateline: RIO DE JANEIRO
Adoro dos sorvetes nas ruas de rio de janeiro, a cidade maravilhosa!
Adoro dos sorvetes nas ruas de rio de janeiro, a cidade maravilhosa!
Did not the poet de Moraes once say that all life is but a sorvete, and you, my dear, are the cone? Maybe it was more about tusks and it was more some french guy, very sad. Whatever -- next time, shokolatchee!
Saturday, April 29, 2006
Cowgirl Fro
Out of golden west rode a young lass with a lasso, name o' Cowgirl Fro. With eyes flashing with fury and a heart full of justice, she tips her Stetson to days filled with wide-open range and nights under California skies.
Dose o' dhosa
Ah, Bombay. Back in my regimental days, after a fortnight of Elephant tracking in far Rajastan, off we'd dash for a spot of dhosa masala and a pint of Kingfisher. Sahib, another round!
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Easter Outing with m'grandaddy
Turns out there are these things called bridges, and there's, like, wet stuff underneath going somewhere in a hurry, but we were up on top looking down at everything with puppies and wolves going by and saying hello.
tips for riding fathers
1. Never be loud and boisterous -- fathers spook easily.
2. A reward for good service will make him your friend.
3. Spurs are rarely necessary.
2. A reward for good service will make him your friend.
3. Spurs are rarely necessary.
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