I think I have narrowed my car choice down to three.

1. Hyundai Elantra GLS
2. Toyota Corolla LE
3. the brand new Kia Forte' EX

The Hyundai seems to have the lead, on paper and costs the least for the same features.

Anyone have any input I should know about? Please let me know!

I will be taking a good male pal who is a local mechanic and knows many of the people in several dealerships along with me on this venture, which I hope to have done by the 20th. There is a town up North of me called Las Vegas, NM where they will be having a tour of historical houses starting the 27th. Also that week, the old restaurant up in Chimayo, Rancho de Chimayo will be re-opening after the fire they suffered last year. I really want to go to both.

Are you now in your Golden Beer Years?
*ducks!*

I made an appropriate picture for my PT Exercise Log Book. Ha!


moar funny pictures

You're actually proposing to re-brand (which seems to be the new name for renaming these days) yourself from "SciFi" to "SyFy?!"

WhyFi? er... I mean.. why?

Is it too hard to use 5 letters compared to 4? Is it an attack of LOLspeak? Do you think it's "cute?"

The term, "SciFi" has a long and honorable history. It has Class (yes, Big C). And it's catchy and cute enough.

ThanksFi

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* - at the Rocky Horror Picture Show! (We want to watch our SciFi via WiFi)

PUEBLO, Colo. (June 24, 2009) - This time of year moviegoers flock to theaters by the millions in anticipation of summer blockbusters headlined by one superhero or another.
 
But for one particular four-year-old, Emma, her personal hero is a professional bull rider, specifically Cord McCoy.
 
Earlier this week, McCoy was with spending a day off with his girlfriend when the pair decided to visit her cousin, who had never before ridden a horse. When they arrived, McCoy asked if she’d like to take a ride him around the ranch on horseback.
 
“She said, ‘Yeah, I want to ride a unicorn,’” McCoy recalled.
 
The Oklahoma native, known among PBR fans as one of the friendliest and good natured athletes, set out to make her wish come true.
 
He used an empty Pringles can to construct a horn, which he covered in silver duct tape before fastening it on the top of his horse’s head. Then to add to the moment, McCoy’s girlfriend gave him a black cape that fluttered in the wind as he loped into the backyard like a hero there to rescue his princess.
 
He pulled her up and the two rode around, took some photos and talked about the unicorn before dropping her back off.
 
That was when McCoy actually looked a lot like Superman. As he went to ride off the horse ducked its head and sent him over the top.
 
“Monday was the first day I was ever bucked off a unicorn,” joked McCoy. “It wouldn’t have been so funny if I wouldn’t have had the cape.”
 
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Bubba Mae asks, "Is it any wonder why I like Cord McCoy? I sure hope he hurries back onto the PBR's BFTS. We all miss you, you crazy Ridin' Redhead. Just watch out for them Unicorns. They's awful Onery critters!"

From:
http://pbrnow.com/release/?id=5346

Can I do better than this guy?
http://nmgastronome.com/blog/?p=1559
Nope. I can't. Just looking at the pictures should have you drooling. I know I am. My napkin is on and my hat's off to you, Gil Garduno!
Yes, even the breakfasts have a little salad with them on the plate. Salad for breakfast? Oh yes, if it's this salad! Give it a try.
I have yet to try the evening offerings. I have been here for the brunch and I can tell you it is dynamite.
One note of caution: You must be careful negotiating the parking lot, though! There are some awful sharp dips in it. I hope they put some grates over them.

Housed in the Lucky 66 Bowling Alley (as was Sadie's long before it). The medium sized space is larger than it's sister operation, Sophia's which is just a little North up 4th street. Chef Apodaca's cuisine has more room here and has been expanded into the evening hours.

Hours:
M - CLOSED
T - F 11:am - 9:pm
Sat 9:am - 9:pm
Sun 9:am - 2:pm

The dining room and kitchen are tiny. The flavors, on the other hand, are huge. Influences from all over the world dance on the plates. East Indian notes in the Breakfast Quesadilla's salsa enchanted me. The berry pancakes with pinon nuts and honey-whipped butter were exquisite. I'm almost afraid to post this review because I want to keep this place from being discovered! Since they don't have a freezer and very little fridge space, it all is super fresh. You have to be a little patient and be ready to rub elbows. You could also head South up 4th street to Ezra's Place for the same wonderful chow.

Sophia's was featured on Guy Fieri show, "Diners, Drive-ins and Dives" (Episode 503 - Not What You'd Expect) on The Food Network. It's a little kitchen which is housed in what used to be an old drive-in. Chef Dennis Apodaca and his crew make up each plate to order. There is no freezer. It's all fresh. A better description of the cuisine would be World Fusion New Mexican.

(No website at this time)

Hours:
M-F 7:am - 3:pm
Sat 9:am - 2:pm
Sun 9:am - 2:pm

Also see this Gil Garduno's review of Ezra's Place which is Sophia's sister operation. WARNING: tuck in a napkin, first. You will probably be drooooling:
http://nmgastronome.com/blog/?p=1559

Another Facebook quiz.



Hahhahahahahaha! Yes! Life, sweet, sweet Life!
Don't hate me because I lived.

Crazy Facebook Quizzes. Fun!



W00f! Really? SO Cool! I never expected that result.

I got some from The Vermont Country Store and now I can finally taste the temptation that made Gladys smeck Tyrone upside the head with her purse.

Who is Tyrone? Who is Gladys? Let's visit Wikipedia:

Tyrone F. Horneigh (pronounced "hor-NIGH," presumably to satisfy the censors) - A dirty old man coming on to Gladys Ormphby (Ruth Buzzi) seated on a park bench, who almost invariably clobbered him with her purse. Sample exchange:

Tyrone: Do you believe in the hereafter?

Gladys: Of course I do!

Tyrone: Good. Then you know what I'm here after!

and from Arte Johnson's page:

the white-haired, trenchcoat-wearing "dirty old man" who repeatedly sought to seduce "Gladys Ormphby" (Ruth Buzzi's brown-clad 'spinster' character) on a park bench. Tyrone would enter the scene, muttering a song, and, spying Gladys on the bench, would sit next to her. He would ask two related 'leading questions,' each earning him a hard whack from a shocked Gladys using her purse. His third statement would be an appeal for medical assistance, at which time he would fall off the bench. Some examples:

• Tyrone: "You want to go to my place, and see where I sleep?" [WHACK!]
• Tyrone: "You want to go to your place, and see where you sleep?" [WHACK!]
• Tyrone: "You mind if I go to sleep right here?" [moans and falls off bench]

• Tyrone: "You want to play Post Office?" [WHACK!]
• Tyrone: "You want to play Spin the Bottle?" [WHACK!]
• Tyrone: "You want to play Doctor?" [moans and falls off bench]

Two 'non-medical' examples:

• Tyrone: "You want to play moongotcha?
• Gladys: "What's 'moongotcha'?"
• Tyrone: [Pointing upwards] "See the moon?" [While Gladys is looking up, he grabs her knee] "GOTCHA!" [WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!]

• Tyrone asks, "Do you believe in the hereafter?"
• Gladys says, "Of course I do!"
• Pleased, Tyrone exclaims, "Then you know what I'm here after!"

• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Would you like to go to a play? [WHACK!]
• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Would you like to go to a concert? [WHACK!]
• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Would you like to go to a funeral?

[falls off the park bench]

• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Do you believe in love at first sight? [WHACK!]
• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Do you believe in two hearts intertwining to

become one? [WHACK!]

• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Do you believe in mouth-to-mouth

resucitation? [He falls over]

• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Hey, are you doing anything right now? [WHACK!]
• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Are you doing anything tonight? [WHACK!]
• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Are you doing anything tomorrow night? [WHACK!]
• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Well, I'll come back and see you sometime

when you're not so busy.

• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Would you like to call me Cutie? [WHACK!]
• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Would you like to call me Sweetie? [WHACK!]
• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Would you like to call me an ambulance?

[falls off the park bench]

• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Would you call my face ruggedly handsome? [WHACK!]
• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Would you call my body sensuously attractive? [WHACK!]
• Tyrone F. Horneigh: Would you call my next of kin?

[falls off the park bench]

Referring to an only moderately popular candy made from caramel and walnuts, Tyrone would also frequently ask Gladys, "Want a Walnetto?"

So, after hearing about this all during my childhood, I finally got to try the Walnetto!
It was caramelly and walnutty but somehow more than the sum of it's parts. Very satisfying!

So, now I know the secret of the Walnetto. Do you?

Bernadette Peters told a great joke this morning on the TV during my Chemo-Lite(tm).
(Trimmed down a bit)

A little old man's family sends a hooker to his place for a birthday joke.
The hooker says, "I'm here to give you Super Sex!"
The little old man thinks about it and then says, "I'll have the Soup."

*rimshot!*

All I remember is it was one of those dreams where you are convinced that having 27 demitasse spoons will solve all the problems of the world. But you only have 26 and no one understands how IMPORTANT this is!

then the alarm went off.

That's all I know.

It is a Surreal New World. But an efficient one.

An Uncle of mine died yesterday up in Michigan. He'd married one of my mother's sisters 66 years ago.
I didn't get a chance to know him much at all. Too much distance in between.

The Aunt I stay in touch with said that his wife is sunk into a fog of Alzheimer's and/or dementia, as also was he. But they had them close together near the end, when he woke up and hollered for her. She awoke and called back that she was there. Then he called he could see the Lord and passed away. It was a moment of Grace for them both to be lucid in. I thank God for that.

Not being able to do the Niecely Duty and attend in person, I got the name of the funeral home and the florist.

At the funeral home site I was able to "sign the guest book," virtually. (all submissions will be screened. Max 250 words)
I will receive an email notice that my words of condolence and/or sympathy have been received.

The site for the florist was not coming up so I made a phone call. I opted for carnations and sweet williams in a slightly larger than tabletop arrangement, dictated a note, paid and was done in 3 minutes.

It's great to be able to do this, but it's still pretty strange. Gives me things to ponder about this 'ol Earth, today.

So, goodbye to you, Donald Matthews I barely had a glimpse of you in this rushing stream we call Life. There must be good hunting and fishing over on the other side, cause no one comes back.

Groot and I went to the Sandia Casino buffet today (North end of Albuquerque, NM) It was Father's Day so there was a little wait. Not to long, though.
They did a pretty good job. Yummy Eggs Benedict which I added some red chile to. We had no Fathers with us, except in spirit. It's 6:40pm and I'm still not really hungry.
Happy Father's Day to all you Dads out there!

"Today, Father, is Father's Day
And we're giving you a tie.

It's not much we know
It is just our way of showing you
We think you're a regular guy

You say that it was nice of us to bother
But it really was a pleasure to fuss

For according to our mother,
You're our father

And that's good enough for us.
Yes, that's good enough for us!"

-Sung by Groucho Marx, written by Harry Ruby

The Monsoon season is officially here - Yay!

TNT network is starting a new show called "Hawthorne" with Jada Pinkett Smith.

Is anyone else reminded of the 1960's show, "Julia" -?

I tried the new Grilled chicken tonight. It's very good. The skin is trimmed of any extra fat, marinated, spiced and grilled up so it is much less greasy than the Original - which I love, BTW. I had an idea that I might like some lemon pepper or some lemon or lime juice spritz on it, but that's just my taste. The spices were fine on their own. I got a small bucket so I can try it re-heated and I will report on how that went and how the lemon pepper pans out. (Ha! Pans! It's a cooking Pun!)

I'm making it an official Mongoose Approved Product. Yay!

I awoke last night to the sound of rain on the roof. It was pretty heavy. A wonderful sound here in the High Desert. I drifted back to sleep listening to it. Delightful!

OMG! This is so funny because it reminds me of the story my Uncle Tommy told me.

Uncle Tommy had this big, green car. This must have been right after WWII. I forget what model and year the car was but because of the color it had the nickname, "The Green Latrine." I imagine it was covered with surplus military green paint. The famous Olive Drab.

Uncle had done the same thing, put in a huge truck airhorn tucked out of sight under the hood.

He and my Papa, his brother, Chester were taking a trip across the country and one fine day they found themselves at The Grand Canyon in Arizona.

Papa was into Physics. So, as they viewed all this grandeur, enjoying the last of their lunch while sitting on the hood of the car, he told his brother that they could find out the distance across the canyon at the point they were by using the airhorn and it's echo back time.

So the magnificent stillness was shattered a couple times and calculations were made and then the culprits got in and drove away past the vehicle containing Rangers coming to see who the hell was making all that annoying racket.

It was slightly naughty. But it was SCIENCE! And maybe a better use for it than blatting bad or unsuspecting drivers. For that, I refer a PA system so you can shout helpful things like, "It's the pedal on the right!"

KaOOOOOOooohGa!