Publish or Ferrel?

Here's some pre-Halloween pictures. Shopping at Stew Leonard's (we get our not-fed-antibiotics-or-growth-hormone but still regular price milk there) and it's a veritable wonderland of free samples and amusement. Pre-Halloween they had a hay maze. Sorry but hay just smells like it's hiding animal crap stank to me. It's like my brain smells hay and immediately equates it with the big floppy that's probably tucked in there somewhere and adds the smell in digitally. It's the George Lucas of crap smell. Not the George Lucas of Crap because that's just George Lucas post Howard the Duck.


Captions don't describe the cuteness of a teeny dragon cuddling up to his face painted big sister.

Linda came and gave us our bird flu delivery systems. It's all fun and games until an aerial shot of our house ends up in future text books with a large red dot on it. Mrs. O'Leary will breath a sigh of relief (through some kind of elaborate ventilation system) that her animal/disaster tale has been surpassed. H1N1 will become H1N2 and we'll all die a hacking snotty death . . . but at least we'll have "free" eggs for a while. Before we die of Super Bird Flu. Baby can you dig your man? He's a righteous man.* 

Here's Carol.

She built this chicken coop. They don't even get a sedan!

 But the chickens can't live in the coop yet. THEY GET TO LIVE IN MY BASEMENT! Ta-da, says Charlie.

Other than prophesying my horrific death, Linda and Carol's visit went well. We went to Ikea. Which, like Stew Leonard's, is just a big place for my kids to play in.

It was fine cause they bought some lamps or something BUT GET THIS. I got 6 ice creams, four hot dogs, two 16 oz sodas and two bags of chips for $8. Eight bucks! I'm not sure if people are aware how amazing that is. I just feel the need to bring it to light because it was ALL EIGHT BUCKS. That's a deal, man.

While they were here we also had a nice little snowing. We didn't get much (5 inches that was gone by noon the next day) but what we got weighted a ton. Add to that all the leaves that never fell and you've got national tv coverage. Thankfully we didn't lose power but we did lose a lot of trees on our street. Our neighbors tree went down with Linda standing in our front yard. She thought I did something to her (well, I did but it's virtually undetectable and will take years to show up on scans).

Half a tree came down in the back. Well, half came down, a quarter is still standing and the other quarter is still hanging there by vines, like a sudden death pinata. I'm not letting the kids anywhere near that side of the lawn just in case a breeze brings the branches down like lawn darts.

In the first picture you can see all STICKS in my YARD. I got those cleaned up and the second & third pics are of snapped branches, that had fallen and caught on other trees. See all the white branches hanging on the fence in the first pic? That's the same stuff that's on the ground in the second and third.

Before the snow really got started though we saw this. I think it's someones Chevy Lumina all dressed up. Which, I guess, if I had a Chevy Lumina I'd probably paint it to look like a Batmobile, too. Although I doubt Batman would have a convertible (Adam West doesn't count . . . on many levels). It seems like a pretty glaring tactical error.

THIS JUST IN: CHICKEN ESCAPES! FILM TO FOLLOW!

 

*if you get this reference you're probably Bart.