The sneaky Clematis!

The sneaky Clematis!
Originally uploaded by mrtoastey.

Over at the Bassett back yard, there's some great covert growth. Take this here Clematis— Just yesterday, Lucy and I were lamenting the fact that none of the Clemati that we've endeavored to plant have amounted to anything. They're fragile climbers, for sure, but around this time of year, when you start seeing them blooming, wrapped around people's lamp posts and such, you think: "I want one of those!" So I've tried for a couple of years to get one established.

I thought I'd failed.

Then, putting my bike away today, I was closing the back yard gate and what a surprise to see this fella, who's actually been quietly gaining a foothold of substance up the side of the chainlink fence. It made my day, it did.

Pint Lock your ice cream!

I haven't had suitably treacherous roommates in quite a while, but you might. Fear for your ice cream? It's Pint Lock to the rescue! Warning. If you work with me or share a refrigerator, I really wouldn't think twice about stealing your ice cream. Yes, I'm that guy.

Cambodian Watermelon Art!

Japanese Cambodian Watermelon Art

Oh, I know, I know— you're probably looking for some extended bit of ranting on something or another. I'm just way behind and am getting back here soon, really! Right now, in the words of my new sister-in-law, I got nothin' for ya! Except of course one of those "jeez, that is a crazy way to spend your time" links, namely Japanese Watermelon Sculpture! Enjoy and bon appetit!

Love Jones rocks the Hangar, y'all.

LOVE JONES ROCKS THE HANGAR AT BOWMAN FIELD
Originally uploaded by Anessa.

Anessa took some pix, thank gawd! E'rrabody wind up in her photo blog! Blogosphere repa-zent!

Quietly Worship

Now, let's have a moment of silence as you select your most appropriate Patron Saint of Graphic Design to pray to.

Horsin' Around

Blur-by week. Or Derby week, I guess. whatever, it was, it was a bucketful, a julip full, an aircraft hanger full of fun. Fun, people! Like it was meant to be had! The kind where there's not someplace you've got to be, not someplace you'd rather be. No business that you gotta take care of real quick or appointments to fit in. That kind of fun.

Much of this must be credited to The Minnesotans, who rallied, sparred, jabbed and parried like only the most exquisite and delectable party people can. How do you write about this? Well, first, I guess, you mention the reunion show by Love Jones, who amazed in spite of their near-brillo-pad roughness. For most bands, not practicing for a $25 a head charity gig would strike a dubious (and sour) chord, but the Louisville laggards (no, they did not appear in Swingers but they were in Since You've Been Gone) demonstrated that their "we don't fucking care what you think" edge was still razer sharp. Jennifer and I agreed that we'd never cut a band this much slack before and had such a great time in the process. Also, if a big loud rock show in an aircraft hanger sounds like a good idea, think again. Still, pour a strong and cheap enough screwdriver, in sufficient quantities and it's a wonder nobody got arrested on the adjacent runway (Or, as Ben explained: "As good of an idea as it may sound like, do not leave here and decide to drive your car down the runway. Take my word for it. I did it once and … it was pretty cool…")

One of the weirdest and coolest things of the evening was running into Anessa, a friend from the blogosphere! Wow! Who rock the party, she rock the party! I'm not sure it it was even weirder, but it turned out that we had actually met once before. At The Icehouse.

Much much more fun was had, but this post is already a week late, so another time, alrighty?

But here's some pictures, which are pretty funny. Especially the ones at Henry's Ark in Louisville.

iPod vending machine? Just misses the mark.

I have seen the future, in my addled little mind, and it is an MP3 Vending Machine. This link is to a pic of a vending machine selling iPods, which is really rather gauche (yo, rich guy—where y'gonna get some tunes before your flight boards?).

BUT...

An MP3 vending machine, where you could plug in, swipe your credit card, and grab some tunes from say, The Life Aquatic soundtrack before hopping on your plane…

Now, that, my friends, would be superbad.

Dawn Flowers Spring 2005

Just a peek
Originally uploaded by mrtoastey.

This morning I went for my occasional walk at dawn down the street to the secret world of the Ashland Estate. When I'm smart, I do this regularly, because it soothes my soul and I see amazing things.

Click here to see some of Springtime's wonders, as seen by my camera.

Cardstock is the new Digital.

Oh sure— you love yr. fancy digital camera, dontcha? Well, here's my even-fancier Paper Camera. All I have to do is cut it out and fold it together and I'm ready to go!

Crack-for-Gas conspiracy!

Lori-lyn gets the prize for pronto analysis of the cheap gas mystery!

And the winner is… Crack Kits!

No matter: I'm still gettin' my gas as cheap as possible.