Friday, May 28, 2010

My Kitchen is Too Small

Actually, my whole apartment is too small. But I couldn't fully inflate this boat in my kitchen. Which tells me that I need to get on a river. Any river. Spent the evening talking (and drinking) with fellow boatmen (but no trips). So I decided to blow up a boat, to make sure it was ready. But my kitchen is too small.

What's the point of having a kitchen if you can't inflate a boat in it?

Another Fine Boobie

Red Footed Friday.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Lifestyle Change

For the past fourteen years I've lived "vehicle-free"; that is I haven't owned a car. But that has now changed. I inherited a Honda Passport when my Brother-in-Law passed away.
I admit, I have really mixed feelings about this. I took a certain amount of pride in not being part of our culture of oil dependency and pollution. Where I live, I didn't (and still don't) really need a car, or the expenses one entails. And when I did need one, I could borrow or rent one.
But I really enjoy road trips. And river trips. And camping. Driving the Passport home from Reno, I remembered how much I enjoy the freedom to explore back country landscapes. To go places that I'd never heard of.
The main beneficiary of my owning a vehicle will be Sweaterman, who will no longer have to deal with me borrowing his truck every time I get an urge to travel. I've put a lot more miles on his truck than he has in recent years.
I have no intention of changing my daily routine. I'll still walk or use the bus here in town. But I already plan on traveling to Animas River Days in June, and the High Sierra Music Festival in July. And other trips could spring up.
So I'm now a part owner of the gulf oil spill. I feel guilty about that.

Monday, May 24, 2010

No Chicken Suit For You

I'm still in Nevada, and the state's politics are as weird as anywhere in the country. In order to protect the feelings of Sue "Chickens for Checkups" Lowden, the state has banned the wearing of chicken suits at polling places on election day.
I'm pretty certain that this violates the first ammendmant, which clearly includes the right to keep and wear chicken suits. Or, if it doesn't, it should.
Furries everywhere are furious, I'm sure.