While driving back from Arkansas I couldn’t resist getting a picture of this sign that displays one of my favorite Arkansas town names. I also saw this interesting Native American name used for a road near Lake Eufala, Oklahoma.
Month: July 2013
Petroglyph National Monument
While I was waiting for Connie’s plane to arrive in Albuquerque last week, I had a little time to visit Petroglyph National Monument located across the Rio Grande on the west side of town. Access there is easy, there’s no admission fee, and they only charge $1 for parking. The eroding volcanic rocks on the …
Breakfast at the Hundred Acre Wood
“When you wake up in the morning, Pooh,” said Piglet at last, “what’s the first thing you say to yourself?” “What’s for breakfast?” said Pooh. “What do you say, Piglet?” “I say, I wonder what’s going to happen exciting today?” said Piglet. Pooh nodded thoughtfully. “It’s the same thing,” he said. – A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
Random Ravens
This picture Daniela sent of her many years ago in Alpaugh with one of Dan Belkin’s ravens promted me to go to Wiki, where I found this pic of a huge species in Ethiopia dining on scraps from a still bigger bird’s dinner. “…. the lozenged tail of the pseudo- phoenix the lambslayer’s water and …
Gun Teaser
As I continue to work the Rubik’s Cube, seeking affordable perfection. More to come… You may try to guess the maker…
New Project
I am about to start guest blogging on Parkinson’s, I hope more amusingly than not, at the UNM Health Science Center’s new blog . (My neurologist, who appears above, works there and has encouraged me to write for them). The link goes to Lauren Lewis’s excellent intro; the film above is not a bad intro …
Gerry has a Blog! (& other Internet News)
Gerry Cox, a founding member of our small group of writing- hunting- eating- gun nut- lit- crit sporting gents, (another is The Old Gunkie), has been hounded by us into starting his own blog. It will be good. He is the only talented amateur gunsmith I know who has published in English Literary Renaissance, and …
Magdalena Visit
Last week I was driving home from a visit with relatives in Arkansas and I decided to go by way of New Mexico. Connie flew into Albuquerque from Denver, I picked her up at the airport, and we drove to water-poor Magdalena for a short but (as always) delightful visit with Steve and Libby. We …
Valley Fever
Connie and I both saw “scare articles” yesterday on this terrifying, incurable disease. Not to minimize it, but valley fever is somewhat of an occupational hazard among archaeologists in the West and I had a case in 1980. I’m still here, but you can see the effect in an x-ray of my chest.
VN
Arthur Wilderson, who knows more about guns that almost anyone, reminded me that Vladimir Nabokov died 36 years ago this week. After I praised his English, more fluid and colloquial than his only rival as a non- native English- speaking novelist in the language (VN would have said American I think), Arthur agreed: “I was …