Thursday, September 22, 2016

Ask Not. Seek Not.

I saw on a news feed -- discover your "Patronus" online. It's a HARRY POTTER thing.
My kiddo was the wrong age, so I missed both Potter and Barney (thank all that's holy) so, I didn't know what a Patronus was, but I wanted one, of course. 
It's a shopping thing.
So, I went to the site, jumped through all the hoops, took the test and before anyone could say ABRACADABRA, the website floated the answer to me.
My Patronus was a Bassett Hound.
I beg your pardon.
Turns out, I didn't really want one at all.
I'll be returning floppy short legs back to the magic forest from whence he stumbled.

Sunday, August 14, 2016


Every year on my birthday, the Universe throws me a meteor shower.

This year, due to a moon so bright it cast shadows and clouds over Montana, the Perseids were a no show.

Did get a nice time lapse of cloud cover on the GoPro.

Guess there's always next year.

Sunday, July 10, 2016

Sexism in the Bath

Bathrooms have been in the news lately. Who's going where to do what gets lots of ink, animosity and agita.

Sexism and gender bias in la toilette is not confined to transgender issues or former Olympic athletes.

Bolted to the back of the stall door in the Ladies Room at the local sushi restaurant, the following ad.

Isn't it bad enough, a person can't get a moment's peace out and about without being bombarded by advertising, musak, or greetings by chummy clerks?

Now, even a private crap is invaded with intrusive, sexist advertising.

I prefer the good old days of vandalism graffiti.
Billy Bob loves Betty Sue
for a gud time call 406-1234
Betty Sue don't live there no more
At least it made no assumptions.

Does the gas company think it has my attention showing a cheap knockoff purse picture?

Gentlemen, please.

Monday, July 04, 2016