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.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
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.
Boiled Freya Soup
1/4 cup carrots
4 large potatoes, cubed
1 wedge of lemon
1 freya, nekkid
Bring to a boil and scoop out excess brine. In case of extreme silliness, pull plug.
4 large potatoes, cubed
1 wedge of lemon
1 freya, nekkid
Bring to a boil and scoop out excess brine. In case of extreme silliness, pull plug.
You make me feel like dancin!
Me toesies -- I can't keep 'em still. That boogie woogie beat just can't stop. Shoop, shoop, she-boop!
Friday, April 07, 2006
A rather small Piglet
Even a rather small Piglet is hard to miss in a fine, pink chapeau. And any curious Bear would be proud to share a pot of honey with a Piglet of such sartorial distinction.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
The fishin' frosiatician
Schools a'whizzing:
Fins, gills, and tails,
Hammerhead scales.
I just don't understand why my father brought that big bottle of tartar sauce.
Fins, gills, and tails,
Hammerhead scales.
I just don't understand why my father brought that big bottle of tartar sauce.
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