My What Big Teeth You Have…
I’ve got the teeth for the car,
why shouldn’t I get some for myself?
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I’ve got the teeth for the car,
why shouldn’t I get some for myself?
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Back somewhere around 2000 I added some funky “Alley Gator” plastic teeth to the 95 Miata. When I traded the car in in November of 2003 I pulled the teeth out and gave them to a fellow Miata Clubber to use or trash as he saw fit. I also gave him the silly “Wabbit” teeth I bought in 2002 and had on the car for all of a month or so.
A couple three weeks ago some one on the Miata Forum was looking for a set of the rabbit teeth and I asked John if he still had them. Sure enough, they were still tucked away in a dusty corner of his garage. He gave them back to me and I mailed them off to the fellow for just the cost of postage. I guess while he had teeth on his mind John broke down and installed the alligator teeth on POS, his highly specialized race car (shown above in a recent hill climb event.)
That reminds me, it is October and Halloween is coming soon, time to put the vampire teeth on the Emperor.
At least that is what it seemed like on our morning walk in Hitchcook Woods this morning after last week’s walk along a human only trail out west. Because we got a late start (after 10:00 AM) we had to share the woods with a half-dozen people walking dogs and a third of a dozen horseback riders. I took a couple pictures that I need to look at for the October addition to the Hitchcock Woods 2006 gallery.
We went out shopping at the mall this afternoon. Donna needs new shoe laces for her hiking boots and I wanted to get a Detroit Tigers ball cap to wear to work tomorrow just to rib my Yankee loving manager. We didn’t buy either. We forgot to measure how long Donna’s laces were, so we didn’t take a chance on getting some too short or too long. The only Detroit hats we could find were of the fitted variety and they were $30. That was too much for a hat that I’d probably only wear once, fifteen would have been just about right.
We went to a local church’s Chocolate Festival yesterday. Donna likes to bid on some of the stuff at their silent auction and I like to pick some of their used books. She didn’t win anything and I got 4 books and she one, for 5 books it cost a whopping $3. I picked up one book, In Her Shoes, because the title sounded familiar. Oh, yeah, its a movie with Cameron Diaz or somebody (its in the Netflix queue right now.) I opened the book at random and started reading, hey, this is pretty funny stuff, so I bought it. I also bought a second book by the same author Jennifer Weiner.
The Emperor snicked past 47,000 miles this morning on the way to our walk in the woods.
Although baseball season ended for me in the middle of September when the FRS were eliminated from post season play, I still keep my eye on the playoffs. I didn’t even need Tommy Lasorda and his little girl organist to come to my house to convince me to watch. It is kind of fun to watch this year with the Red Sox not in it, because it is good pressure packed baseball in which I have no gut wrenching emotional attachment to.
If you live anywhere near a place were there is heated rivalry in professional or college sports you have no doubt seen the bumper sticker that reads: “I root for two teams. My team and anyone who is playing my teams rival.” I don’t have one of those stickers, but when it comes to baseball playoffs I’m definitely rooting for whoever is playing the Yankees. The Red Sox fan in me won’t let me do this too openly, but believe me when I say I’ve been sitting on my couch silently cheering on the Detroit Tigers.
Today I got a treat when those Tigers eliminated the Yankees from the 2006 playoffs. I may go out and buy a baseball cap with an Old English ‘D’ on it to wear into work on Monday.
I took 124 photos on our trip to Washington and Oregon and I weeded them down to 44 for posting in a new web gallery for your viewing pleasure here (and always available from the “Northwest Trip 2006” link on the sidebar.) I’ve got titles on them, but it will take a while for me to add some captioning.
I really had a hard time weeding out the big rock photos, I’m sure some will think I left in too many, but they were just so alien and curious looking to me that I couldn’t help myself. On Monday in Oregon we went for a 1-1/4 each way hike in Ecola State Park and I only managed a few pictures before the camera battery died. I did get one really interesting photo of a giant woodpecker:
Its a whole ‘nother culture out there.
I think it has to do with the lower temperatures and humidity, it calms people. I admit I probably need a bigger sample and might want to go back in February after it has rained every day for 2 straight months.
This is yesterday’s and today’s all wrapped in one because we got in at 12:30 last night (which is technically today) and it was too late to do anything but fall into bed at 1:00 AM (although it could be argued it was only 10:00PM west cost time.)
After breakfast on Wednesday we took a short walk along Tacoma’s waterfront (where today’s picture was taken) before hopping in the car to do some last minute sightseeing. We started out at Point Defiance Park and it’s views of the lower Puget Sound. We could have visited Fort Nisqually, a living history museum based on the Hudson’s Bay Company fur trading outpost built in 1833, but it didn’t open until 11:00 AM (it was only 9.) Or we could have visited the Camp 6 Logging Museum, set up to look and feel like a logging operation with an operating railroad, but it didn’t open until 10:00 AM. So we just drove the 5 mile loop through the part and headed towards the Glass Museum. As we battled the mid morning traffic a decision was made to table the Glass museum and just head for the airport, we did take the scenic route instead of I-5 and we ended up dropping off the rental at 11:30 with just an hour to go before we started boarding our plane home. Good thing we left that much time too, because security at SeaTac took a whole heck of a lot longer than at Charlotte. We did still have time to buy a couple books and wolf down a small pizza from Pallino Pastaria (it was actually quite good.)
The flight home was not nearly as pleasant as the one out. We had already seen the movie, The Break-Up, and screaming babies echoed through out, including the 3-year old behind Donna who threw, basically, a 4-1/2 hour tantrum. We will be petitioning the airline to consider that all children under 7 be treated as animals, ie. caged and kept in the baggage compartment.
When we got to Charlotte we were treated to temperatures in the 70s (it was lucky to get to the middle 60s out west) and some humidity (which I never thought I’d miss) to go along with a nearly full moon for the drive home.
Today was sleep in, grocery shop, wash clothes, wash the car and one last big meal out (it was the MMC monthly meeting and we met at Olive Oils, a very nice Italian place here in town.)
I took a hundred and twenty-four pictures and I’ll be separating the wheat from the chaff this weekend and try and get a gallery of about 30 photos online.