Posts Categorized: fun stuff

Happy 13th Birthday to Scruffy McDoglet!

Happy 13th Birthday to Scruffy McDoglet!

Mon. 11.07.16 – On the 7th of November in the year 2003, Mr. Scruffy-licious Alidocious T. McDoglet was born to a pedigreed Maltese family. Within two months, Scruffy – not his birth name – was denied access into the American Kennel Club for having more than the 3-4 regulation spots and hair too thin for a AKC Maltese, whereupon he departed and moved to California.

In March of 2004, Jenifer Hanen (me) and her brother, Joe, found Scruffy on Craigslist and within days he joined the family. Jenifer promptly bought Craig a Jack & Coke at 20×2 that year at SXSWi to thank him for starting a website that allowed her and her brother to get a great dog. Craig likes dogs and was happy that we got Scruffy on his List.

Happy Birthday to the best maltese dog on the planet… Scruffy McDoglet!

Throw Rag at Alex’s Bar

Throw Rag at Alex's Bar

Tues. 11.01.16 – Today is the first day of November and it has been a big few days for folks who celebrate Diwali/Deepavalli, Halloween, All Saints Day and/or Dia de Muertos.

This is my favorite time of the year, not for the holidays but for the change of the light and weather. Given that I have the opposite of SAD and that my migraines tend to be worse with too much bright sunlight, I am usually ecstatic when this darker, cooler time of year rolls around.

The sunlight is soft from now until mid-January. The light is short. And blessedly, the next six weeks will be the only time all year that I will move out of short sleeve shirts and may possibly put a light long sleeve shirt on.

I really need to move to a place with colder weather.

My one festive nod to the start of the dark season was going to the Throw Rag show on Fri. 10.18.16 at Alex’s Bar in Long Beach. The show was delightful, lots of folks showed up in costume, and I got to talk to friends I have not seen in a good, long while. The best costumes of the night were definitively the gentlemen of Throw Rag, particularly Franco’s 1960s groovy matron outfit, wig, and shoes. As for Dino’s amusing rainbow raver meets glam rocker, in the pink foreground in the above photo, well…

Happy All Saints Day! Celebrate your favorite saint, but don’t lose your head over it.

Photo of Throw Rag taken by Ms. Jen.

Happy 13th Birthday to this Blog!

Flowering Saguaro Cactus with a Tiny Native Bee

Fri 04.29.16 – Happy 13th Birthday to this blog a few days late! While I worked most of the evening of April 24th in 2003 to set this blog up on Movable Type, I was able to publish the first post just a few minutes after midnight.

Photo by Ms. Jen on Tues. 04.26.16 of a flowering saguaro cactus in Parker, Arizona; photo taken with Ms. Jen’s Nikon D800 and a Nikon 50mm f/1.4 G lens.

Scruffy Watching the Burros Across the Road

Scruffy watching the burros across the road

Sun 01.31.16 – On our Sunday drive this afternoon, I pulled over at the Echo Point vista point on the Parker Dam Road – California side – and rolled down the window so that I could take photos of the burros across the road. Scruffy used this opportunity to sit in my lap and watch a young burro standing directly across the road – a stare down between canine and equine proceeded.

Photo taken by Ms. Jen with her Nikon D800 and a Nikon 50mm f/1.4G lens.

The Quiet Room

While yesterday afternoon the Quiet Room at the local library was a lovely, silent space to write, transcribe, and edit words, today is an entirely different matter.

To quote Julie Wanda, “The odds are good, but the goods are odd.”

This afternoon the Quiet Room is not quiet; lots of twitchings, movements in seats, throat clearing, and mild talking under one’s breath.

Luckily for all, the local bouncy dude, who spent most of his first hour staring at the Google home page giggling and twisting about in his computer chair, has blessedly departed.

I am at a long, thin plastic table near the emergency exit crash door writing this, in hopes that theese words will breed more words – cultivated word husbandry, if you will, in the not-so-Quiet Room at the local library.