... well, OK... ten minutes ago. The view from under the awning during Happy Hour, just concluded. You'll have to twist the second pic in your mind's eye, coz I'm too lazy to (mess) with the eccentricities of Blogger and my photo editing program to fix what should NOT have to be fixed to begin with. Suffice to say the photo appears in its natural landscape format in my photo editing program, but refuses to display appropriately in Blogger. (note: fixed at a later date because I upgraded my image management program and the upgrade WORKS!)
All that said... that's one of those exquisite Acid Deep Dish cigars... nearing the end of its natural life... in the company of a New Belgium Sunshine Wheat.
It was the most unusual of occasions: a passing thunderstorm without accompanying gale-force winds. So we sat our Old Ass under the awning and leisurely finished our beer while drinking in the sights, sounds and smells of rain on The High Plains of New Mexico. I'll have to admit, Gentle Reader, that yes... it does get better than this. But not lately.
Postscript, 1700 hrs.: Dinner is served... garlic shrimp linguine and a big-ass salad. I told you it gets better, didn't I? ;-)
PPS, 1805 hrs: Dessert. German chocolate cake with a bit of Häagen-Dazs butter pecan on the side. No coffee though. What a Philistine, eh? (Am I scraping the bottom of the blogging barrel... or what?)
All that said... that's one of those exquisite Acid Deep Dish cigars... nearing the end of its natural life... in the company of a New Belgium Sunshine Wheat.
It was the most unusual of occasions: a passing thunderstorm without accompanying gale-force winds. So we sat our Old Ass under the awning and leisurely finished our beer while drinking in the sights, sounds and smells of rain on The High Plains of New Mexico. I'll have to admit, Gentle Reader, that yes... it does get better than this. But not lately.
Postscript, 1700 hrs.: Dinner is served... garlic shrimp linguine and a big-ass salad. I told you it gets better, didn't I? ;-)
PPS, 1805 hrs: Dessert. German chocolate cake with a bit of Häagen-Dazs butter pecan on the side. No coffee though. What a Philistine, eh? (Am I scraping the bottom of the blogging barrel... or what?)
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
ReplyDeleteGoogle seems to be playing up right now. One of the things I noted was strange, rectangular package that looked suspicious to me. But then I've never seen one with a fuse so I guess it's that dang Google ghost again.
ReplyDeleteBut shrimp is always a great meal. And as soon as I turn vegetarian I'm gonna have one of them thar salad things.
Buck up, friend.
Oh, I'm sorry. Hahahahahaha.
Yum! That looks delicious! I'm dieting and the pasta and dessert are out for a few weeks, but that sure is tempting food. I did grill fajitas tonight and made a blackberry cobbler. Toby ate the cobbler. I will settle for coffee.
ReplyDeleteThems some nice toes too.
Bag Blog! You beat me to it...you have nice tootsies, Buck!
ReplyDeleteAnd curse you for posting pics of your food...especially the dessert.
Cat sez: One of the things I noted was strange, rectangular package that looked suspicious to me. But then I've never seen one with a fuse so I guess it's that dang Google ghost again.
ReplyDeleteHunh? And you should try that salad thing, Cat. Good stuff.
Lou sez: I did grill fajitas tonight and made a blackberry cobbler.
Wow... I think you had the better deal, especially the cobbler.
Christina: I gotta do the high-calorie thing, otherwise I'm convinced I'd waste away to nothingness. I'm close to that already.
And thanks to you (and Lou) for the feet comment. Amazing what people notice... :D
Keep scraping, Buck. All the chocolate syrup settles in the bottom. ;-)
ReplyDeleteI LOVE this! Do more of these real live blogging posts.. they're great. Feel like Im right there with ya - except my toenails are orange because I painted them that colour today. What can I say...Stuff like that makes me happy :D
ReplyDeleteHope you enjoyed your meal, your drink and is that a cigar? Man I love the smell of those things
Alison sez: ... my toenails are orange... What can I say...Stuff like that makes me happy :D ... and is that a cigar? Man I love the smell of those things
ReplyDeleteWhen women do stuff like that it makes their men happy, too! Well, some of us, anyway. (That is most definitely a cigar, and a fine one, at that.)
And a woman who loves the smell of cigars, aside from being a brilliant photographer and a writer with serious talent? Dang, Alison, you're just about dead solid perfect.
Doc sez: All the chocolate syrup settles in the bottom. ;-)
ReplyDeleteNot around here. It doesn't seem to stick any-frickin'-where.
Thanks Buck :)
ReplyDeleteHope you're having a good evening
Myoplex protein shakes. Trust me. Drink them.
ReplyDeleteChristina: There isn't a weight-gain scheme I haven't tried, trust ME. I've been skinny all my life and have tried countless things to gain weight. But you can't fight City Hall... or in this case, genetic makeup.
ReplyDeleteYou have really pretty feet.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Daph!
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