Gone Fishin’
If anyone needs me I’ll be in a torrential downpour in the Canadian Rockies. Wine will be drunks, walks taken, hot springs visited, and ashes spread (both grandparents, long departed).
Consider this your open thread. I doubt I’ll have much internet, but you never know! Photos to follow.
June 17th, 2011 at 3:40 am
I’m still laughing over the “zen” quality of the guy telling the Dalai Lama a Dalai Lama joke. And the Dalai Lama not understanding the premise because he’s not certain what a pizza is.
June 17th, 2011 at 8:05 am
What do you want a pizza to be?
June 17th, 2011 at 8:08 am
I looked at the video again. It’s a different way to choose a headman, but damn, it sure worked this time.
June 18th, 2011 at 4:36 am
I have been reading up on Irish Famines which lead me to HaHa’s, which lead me to Kew Asylum and Ice Houses. I’ve decided I desperately need an ice house before the full force of summer is does the arrivee thing.
We had the modern version of an icehouse — a small ice plant near home, Red and Sams fish place, make the ice right there, put it in 100 lb. bags made of awesome heavy brown 12 ply paper. I would like to go visit and sit inside for a few minutes. It’s gone. Good news is that the building lives and is a decent neighborhood fish resturant.
LOL! The reviews vary….
http://www.urbanspoon.com/r/302/1280137/restaurant/Barnacle-Bills-Seafood-Tallahassee
June 18th, 2011 at 2:11 pm
“Make me one with everything – except anchovies”.
June 20th, 2011 at 1:29 am
In Subway I hold the jalapenos.