Because it is Monday and you are all getting yourselves into work mode... here is Max's new place of employment. It's called Big Horse. They are a nice restaurant and a brew pub that makes their own brews. Their motto: If It Doesn't Have A Big Head Or Big Body It Can't Be A Big Horse.
It's hard to tell by this picture... but it is a sort of Push-Me-Pull-You carousel zebra with some guy's head coming out of it's rear end. I do not know why that is, only that it is so. Maybe you can see it if you click on it to enlarge it. Don't know.
Speaking of rear ends.... That waitress back there has the rear end that I would buy if I could go into the butt shop and pick one up! I might not have noticed but she kept dropping her pencil... and the guys were falling off their chairs to watch. ;)
This is the view from our table of the Columbia River. If you enlarge it, you can see that it is littered with sails of all sorts. It was a busy river day with good wind and happy people.
I love this photo not because it's of anything that anyone would want to see, but because it isn't. What it is... is colorful and a snip of life. Life is not pretty. It has trash and dumpsters. It is full of fences to stop you from taking the easy path. And everywhere you look , there's a freaking wire to trip up your view. Oh... is that too negative. I want to keep this up beat.
When Squeaky was a little guy, he used to call this the "Yucky bridge1" and cover his ears with his hands while making a terrible grimace. It makes a nasty droning sound as you cross it.
We used to cross in our town and drive up the Washington side of the river so he did not have to endure it. He was so sensitive to sounds. Still is actually.
He is not a Satriani fan. He won't dance either. He's missing out! Life has so many wonderful sounds and movements. Not to mention that it is amazing to be part of an undulating mob. And no one plays like that man! This one is simple compared to his other works. You'll find one of my ultimate Satriani loves at the bottom of the post. If you're not a hard guitar fan, you might want the volume kept low... low... low. If you are one... oh baby... crank it and move!
This showed up for gas while I was getting gas myself in Dumb Potter's Hell. I loved the colors... so retro- boho!
Nevada Slim: Singer of Traditional Western, Vintage Country Blues ...
You gotta love their name! Yee Haw!
Well folks, Ananda Gril's brain just got blown up in a fluke of fate. I won't be mentally right for days until I know how the situation will be resolved.
In the mean time... here's some Joe for your morning, noon or whatever. (I need to be sedated. Should have saved that one for today!)
Joe Satriani - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
* Oh my God!!!
