Saturday, February 6, 2010

From The World's Smallest Postal Service




From the World's Smallest Postal Service, I've ordered the World's Smallest Package to be delivered to my sweetie with the proviso:


Do Not Open Until Valentine's Day!






Lea Redmond is the postmistress.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Rhymes with "hi-fella"


Haven't had much luck in tracking down "Dan Briber - Greenwich, CT", presumably a mid-century menswear store. That was the label in a recently found impeccably woven and perfectly pristine wool plaid robe. Partially wool: Viyella. 55% merino/45% cotton. That was the other label: Viyella.


Wool robes are notoriously underused. The itch factor. Not the most inviting after a bath. But this one had never been used. Or maybe there is some sort of revivication quality that is woven into the threads.


Note: Father wore this shirt during the Boer War.


Saturday, December 19, 2009

I'll glitter and gleam so

baubles, bangles, bright
shiny beads
sparkles, spangles
Let the festivities begin.

Saturday, December 12, 2009


Gesu bambino

When blossoms flower e'er 'mid the snows,
Upon a winter night,
Was born the child, the christmas rose,
The king of love and light.
The angels sang, the shepherds sang,
The grateful earth rejoiced;
And at his blessed birth the stars
Their exultation voiced.



My best pal these days at 3:00 am is Pandora.

Pandora will play with me when everybody else is asleep. Let's see what "Erik Satie" will get me. How about "Red Garland"? Tonight the spin was "Roches (Holiday)" based on a "Here's What I'm Listening To" rec from a recently confirmed friend on Facebook.

Roches (Holiday) will get you a lot of flamboyant choir music: Cambridge Singers, Vienna Boys, Morman Tabernacle. Pedal to the metal organ chords. Add to that, quavering and angelic soloists.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

How to Recognize a DUI Wisconsinite




Deer Season opens this weekend. Let's have a successful harvest as I've used up the last of the venison. My favorite locavore recipe is Ropa Viejo - old clothes - which features the plentiful tomatoes, peppers, onions and venison.






I don't have the recipe on hand to share but you can find it in EATING CUBAN

Thursday, November 12, 2009

She is a brown skinned Negro, the only Negro in La Farge.


When I'm kicking back, I'm doing it in the Kickapoo Valley. When googling, I'm often checking out some aspect of Vernon County. It's where I am when I'm not manning the front desk for the graveyard shift.

Day before yesterday, Ron Johnson, a neighbor on Kettle Road and a jeweler stopped by with a report and a map for the Planning Commission for Whitestown.

I didn't get a chance to tell him how much my daughter liked his earrings. She'd received them as a guest gift at a wedding she'd attended one ridge over this past summer. Her favorite earrings. Silver vertical rectangles with a dandelion design. Ron was jogging back up the hill with his dog trotting alongside at the moment I wanted to comment on his lovely designs.

When googling to figure out a way to complete the compliment, I found out that he'll be showing his wares at the Small Town Christmas Celebration in LaFarge but what was far more distractingly curious was this archived article about "Small Town La Farge". Check it out.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Prepared to Tempt the Most Jaded Appetite






After attending a seminar on legal ethics, my dear friend George is coming into town. Just in time for fish fry. What better spot than Kegel's? Supper clubs, even if they are a peculiar Wisconsin institution are disappearing at an alarming rate. Rarely will you find one with the interior still recognizable from its heyday six or seven decades ago. But compare the barroom today with that of yesteryear. You'd know your way around.





and I do want to tell my friends about this place.
I'd like to mention that I haven't made an entry in DG - Digging the Graveyard - since I met George. He emerged as the answer as to how someone is supposed to get a life when working third shift.
Just tonight, I found another lovely companion for the wee hours: WGBH
Did you know that Smetana was one of eighteen children? His father had had eight children with his first two wives and the composer was the first son of the ten children with the third wife.