Blake and I went to Chattanooga yesterday to have a nice lunch and see the Tennessee Aquarium.

But, before we left town, we stopped by The Turnip Truck so I could get a snack. We pulled up next to this burnt-orange MB 240D and parked (because that's what Mercedes diesel people do -- park next to each other), when Lo and Behold I recognize the car ( Read more... )

The Tennessean has been covering Franklin Mayor Tom Miller's decision to ban the traditional Confederate battle flag at this year's commemoration of the Battle of Franklin. The online version of the paper allows folks to post comments. As you might guess, the comments ran the gamut of opinions, most pretty fiery. I couldn't resist and decided to ( Read more... )

I just wish they had the piece by itself without puppets and sugar-loaded children in costumes ( Read more... )

*doors slam* "Welcome to OklaCon. This year's GOH is me. The snuggling begins now."

Faux-Blake voice: "That's not right. Dogs don't rollerblade. ... That's not right, Kangaroos don't play soccer. ... That's not right. Furs don't shower."

*hugs Matthias*

1. "It hot. But it cannot burn."

2. "Yeah... ugly is the new black."

( die gluckliche Blaubeere )

Since so many on my friends' list are into real estate speculation ( Read more... )

( ...just ain't what she used to be )

Ninnin tagged me with this, so here goes. And some of these you have no doubt heard/seen before ( Read more... )

We went to the picnic today and had a fine, if subdued, time. It was wonderful to see those we don't see but once in a blue moon -- namely, Talaer and Bunni. I love the sideburns and I love the Mini, respectively. Thanks to everyone who came, as it was nice to see you, as well. And very special thanks to Taha, who was kind enough to put this ( Read more... )