The shop next door is Lucy in Disguise, which provides many a costume to local plays, partiers, etc. It may even have "Big Bird" costumes suitable for a dad to wear to his daughter's first birthday party...
One thing about the West, they aren't afraid to let things rip; they do their building beautifully and their license plates put the Eastern states to shame.
Dust Bunny Queen said...
...
I love Texas. The weather, the people, the food, the music.
Ditto, although the weather in San Antonio left a lot to be desired last spring. After 5 months of drought, it poured the 4 days we were there. Everybody thanked The Blonde for bringing the rain (yes, she breaks the weather very often).
traditionalguy said...
There must have been a wise hispanic architect somewhere is this area's history.
The northeast corner of Texas (i.e., east of the Panhandle) was settled mostly by Americans - witness the paucity of Spanish place names. The Comanches, migrating down from Wyoming, stopped all settlement north and west of San Antonio and raided deep into the settled areas. Spain and, later, Mexico couldn't get enough people to migrate north, so it offered land grants to American impresarios to bring in families to settle the area. The town where Meadhouse is vacationing is named for the most enterprising of those impresarios.
Even if Democrat candidates are dropping like flies that's no reason for Republicans to glee. Houseflies, horseflies, greenflies, whiteflies, same obnoxious nuisance. Get rid of one, another automatically fills the spot. Have yourself an anim that demonstrates. The only ones I care for are butterflies, damselflies, and dragonflies.
I can't figure out what the guy is painting. Couldn't detect the color of the paint on the brush. Brush was too wide it seems, to be painting any part of that intricate window. Is he a costume that you can rent from the shop next door?
This reminds me of the large number of Egyptian tombs that are only partially decorated. It's been long thought the projects were halted because the owner died too suddenly to finish, or funds were exhausted. Later it became understood unfinished projects had more to do with Egyptian philosophy. To say, "this is finished," is to imply it is perfect, and that's too arrogant for a sub deity being. Also finished projects separate the artist from the project, creator from the creation and that's hurtful. Other items were left unfinished or purposefully damaged afterwards in order to break their magic and prevent them causing trouble in the afterlife, thus snakes, hippopotami, troublesome scorpions were all left partially depicted. The writing is all about spells after all.
But breaking away from unfinished projects has been quite helpful when taken together in piecing how exactly they were carried out. Among my favorites is one that shows clearly the fingerprints of the artisan who snapped the chalk line upon an irregular cave ceiling (paint strings, actually) to create the grid upon which a starry night sky was painted. Imagine it: fingerprints three thousand years old.
Same here. Two windows. One nearly finished. The frame is not going from red to blue or vice versa, rather both windows are both red and blue. Mimicking the sun/moon tiles. Odd, I know, but that's part of the unique charm. The old paint on the unfinished window is red then blue just like the newly painted window frame. The worker has finished the frame on the right without changing the colors and has yet to start the frame on the left. Having finished the outside, he's now working on the inside grid, which is blue in both.
they do their building beautifully and their license plates put the Eastern states to shame.
I thought of this quote, just now, upon seeing my first ever up-close Wisconsin license plate! Not even when I drove from Florida to Michigan did I remember seeing one along the way.
The red-white-blue of the colouring, as well as the simple countrified slogan of "America's Dairyland" really put me in a happy mood. It's funny how being on Althouse, with her connexion to Wisconsin, has made that State come alive in my imagination. Turns out some of the nicest people I've met online have been Wisconsonites.
It's a wonder I didn't get a weepy and gave the car a little wave as it passed me by.
I went seconds after I posted this, Edutcher, but thanks! OMG, what can one say? The older woman with the two old hams for breasts, and the sideways camel toe...YIKES.
I found out over the holidays my husband is very rich.
You would have no idea by the car he drives or apartment he lives in in but he is.
He has now been here for 7 years and has to leave the country because he was on a H-1B Visa. His company has corporate offices in Bangalore "Electronic City" and he can work there.
He also has inherited homes in Bangalore, Mumbai and Calcutta.
Some folks are upset that David Letterman poked fun of Amanda Simpson, President Obama’s appointee to the Department of Commerce’s Bureau of Industry and Security, for being transgender.
Later it became understood unfinished projects had more to do with Egyptian philosophy.
My partner went to Egypt with her mother in 2003; in Cairo she noticed a number of buildings had rebar exposed on the roofs. Their guide explained that once a building's construction was completed, taxes would go up, so owners often choose to leave the top floor unfinished. This could be typical tour guide mythology, or it could just one more practice in a line going back to what Chip described.
We tease each other that if I go I will be like Sally Field in "Not Without My Daughter" instead it will be "Not without my rare clumber". He will change and keep me in a prison cell and the rare clumbers will be his rickshaw-i know spelling.
We also tease that I will be a lone whitey amongst all the brownies.
I will keep my place in Cambridge though. I could sublet it for a pretty good price.
What about work? What will I do?
I am going to be 40 this year and have been at the same company and was going to look for a change and I can't stand the thought of him having to leave.
He can come back to the US in a year and then we are actually talking about being closer to my parents who are getting older.
My father has alzheimers.
Milwaukee maybe? Or The Baraboo Bluffs? Mazomanie by my sister?
Shorter Revenant: "I'm so dumb I think LonewackoDotCom owns Twitter."
There's seemingly a whole army of folks (OK, a small group of Randroid loons) who don't want others to hear what I have to say. They aren't smart enough to offer even a marginally-logical counterargument, thus the smears.
In case anyone wants to present an argument in support of Reynolds - who seems to think that BHO is the equivalent of Hitler - let's hear it.
There's seemingly a whole army of folks (OK, a small group of Randroid loons) who don't want others to hear what I have to say.
There may, indeed, be a small group of people who don't want anyone to hear what you have to say. But they are lost in the crowd of people who are genuinely disinterested in your entire existence.
In case anyone wants to present an argument in support of Reynolds
Why would anyone need to? You haven't presented an argument against him yet.
Granted, you might have presented one on your actual blog. But in order to read that, someone would actually have to visit your blog. And despite the fact that you only troll other blog comments to lure in readers for your own, nobody's interested in doing so. :)
Lonewacko...Don't worry about Reynold' opinion. Hitler is dead by now. Did Reynolds say that Obama thinks that Obama is as good at his job as Hitler was? I think Barak is far better.
1. I don't run a "blog". 2. Revenant isn't smart enough to understand why I'm here (and elsewhere). 3. Revenant isn't man enough to give any identifying information, but simply hides behind a hidden profile (is it the edutcher guy?) Note to Revenant: If I find out your real name, I might just try to rank in search engines for it. 4. For some reason, Revenant really doesn't want people to hear what I have to say. Ask yourself why. 5. Here's my coverage of Glenn Reynolds. Click each link for the full post. My goal is to present him in the worst light possible, and he makes that very, very easy.
I can't wait to see the movie The Lovely Bones, out next week. Brian Eno does the music (that from the final scene -apparently- here), and Music for Airports is in the beginning as well.
I know know know the book is schmaltzy dreck, but I was captivated, and I understand the movie is a well-done version and also schmaltzy dreck, so I will have to see it alone to blubber unseen.
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This reminds me I have yet to take down my Christmas decorations, and outdoor lights! And Elvis Santa, obviously.
So, are they going from red to blue or blue to red.
I hope the first. The blue is rather nice with the tile.
I love Texas. The weather, the people, the food, the music.
Who's the leopard woman near Tim Curry? Veronica Lake?
Google will be suing for copyright infringement shortly.
Victoria, Gloria Swanson would be my guess.
The place to the right, with the Elvis etc paintings, is a costume shop with one of the best names ever: "Lucy in Disguise."
Nice one, Darrell. Gloria on tiger skin from Male and Female.
The shop next door is Lucy in Disguise, which provides many a costume to local plays, partiers, etc. It may even have "Big Bird" costumes suitable for a dad to wear to his daughter's first birthday party...
There must have been a wise hispanic architect somewhere is this area's history. Margarita's are the State drink of Texas.
One thing about the West, they aren't afraid to let things rip; they do their building beautifully and their license plates put the Eastern states to shame.
Dust Bunny Queen said...
...
I love Texas. The weather, the people, the food, the music.
Ditto, although the weather in San Antonio left a lot to be desired last spring. After 5 months of drought, it poured the 4 days we were there. Everybody thanked The Blonde for bringing the rain (yes, she breaks the weather very often).
traditionalguy said...
There must have been a wise hispanic architect somewhere is this area's history.
The northeast corner of Texas (i.e., east of the Panhandle) was settled mostly by Americans - witness the paucity of Spanish place names. The Comanches, migrating down from Wyoming, stopped all settlement north and west of San Antonio and raided deep into the settled areas. Spain and, later, Mexico couldn't get enough people to migrate north, so it offered land grants to American impresarios to bring in families to settle the area. The town where Meadhouse is vacationing is named for the most enterprising of those impresarios.
WV "hunparc" A rest stop for barbarians.
Even if Democrat candidates are dropping like flies that's no reason for Republicans to glee. Houseflies, horseflies, greenflies, whiteflies, same obnoxious nuisance. Get rid of one, another automatically fills the spot. Have yourself an anim that demonstrates. The only ones I care for are butterflies, damselflies, and dragonflies.
I just now learned something new.
[ Never crack a new book when it's freshly delivered from sub freezing ]
You'll end up rebinding the whole dadgum thing.
"Colorful edge" would be one way of putting it. "Tastelessly garish" would be another.
Hurrah! Another little corner of America looks like a barrio.
Did you iFiddle with the picture to make the sky that blue? Yum.
wv sorettak
muscle aches after a hard day's physical work
Those are some beguiling tiles round the windows.
That damn ladder is going to tip and the guy is going to be painting a lot more than the window on his way down to the street level.
Where is OSHA here? I can't look any longer.
I can't figure out what the guy is painting. Couldn't detect the color of the paint on the brush. Brush was too wide it seems, to be painting any part of that intricate window. Is he a costume that you can rent from the shop next door?
WV: mankopap
Could be the answer.
Paint your Wagon - Wand'rin' Star
This reminds me of the large number of Egyptian tombs that are only partially decorated. It's been long thought the projects were halted because the owner died too suddenly to finish, or funds were exhausted. Later it became understood unfinished projects had more to do with Egyptian philosophy. To say, "this is finished," is to imply it is perfect, and that's too arrogant for a sub deity being. Also finished projects separate the artist from the project, creator from the creation and that's hurtful. Other items were left unfinished or purposefully damaged afterwards in order to break their magic and prevent them causing trouble in the afterlife, thus snakes, hippopotami, troublesome scorpions were all left partially depicted. The writing is all about spells after all.
But breaking away from unfinished projects has been quite helpful when taken together in piecing how exactly they were carried out. Among my favorites is one that shows clearly the fingerprints of the artisan who snapped the chalk line upon an irregular cave ceiling (paint strings, actually) to create the grid upon which a starry night sky was painted. Imagine it: fingerprints three thousand years old.
Same here. Two windows. One nearly finished. The frame is not going from red to blue or vice versa, rather both windows are both red and blue. Mimicking the sun/moon tiles. Odd, I know, but that's part of the unique charm. The old paint on the unfinished window is red then blue just like the newly painted window frame. The worker has finished the frame on the right without changing the colors and has yet to start the frame on the left. Having finished the outside, he's now working on the inside grid, which is blue in both.
This cheers me with its whimsy and compells me to slice a portion of a pork roast into discs and fry them into a delicious dinner.
Edutcher wrote:
they do their building beautifully and their license plates put the Eastern states to shame.
I thought of this quote, just now, upon seeing my first ever up-close Wisconsin license plate! Not even when I drove from Florida to Michigan did I remember seeing one along the way.
The red-white-blue of the colouring, as well as the simple countrified slogan of "America's Dairyland" really put me in a happy mood. It's funny how being on Althouse, with her connexion to Wisconsin, has made that State come alive in my imagination. Turns out some of the nicest people I've met online have been Wisconsonites.
It's a wonder I didn't get a weepy and gave the car a little wave as it passed me by.
I hope you walked across the street and got yourself a big cupcake.
OT: Speaking of the heartland! If you haven't already seen it, you guys MUST check out this video called "The People of Walmart Rap".
I fell in love after "the best set of back tits".
vb, check out the site, "People of Walmart". Dust Bunny Queen was struck blind for a solar day ;)
WV "gismis" The blue holiday Elvis sung about.
I went seconds after I posted this, Edutcher, but thanks! OMG, what can one say? The older woman with the two old hams for breasts, and the sideways camel toe...YIKES.
What a red-letter day. First the People of WalMart, and now I learnt a new word -- transphobia. When you are bigoted against transgendered people.
Apparently, David Letterman suffers from it.
Happy New Year.
I found out over the holidays my husband is very rich.
You would have no idea by the car he drives or apartment he lives in in but he is.
He has now been here for 7 years and has to leave the country because he was on a H-1B Visa. His company has corporate offices in Bangalore "Electronic City" and he can work there.
He also has inherited homes in Bangalore, Mumbai and Calcutta.
He will be moving back to Bangalore.
He wants me to come with him.
What should I do?
Titus ask.. What should I do?
Watch The Taming of the Shrew (1967) with him.
Do I see Titus in Bangalore? Do I coco.
"He wants me to come with him. What should I do?"
If you're married, you should go with him, of course.
Why would you even need to ask?
Some folks are upset that David Letterman poked fun of Amanda Simpson, President Obama’s appointee to the Department of Commerce’s Bureau of Industry and Security, for being transgender.
Amanda... Simpson? Hmmm, that sounds familiar.
"If I ever find out who you are I'm gonna shove a sausage down your throat and stick starving dogs in your butt!"
Later it became understood unfinished projects had more to do with Egyptian philosophy.
My partner went to Egypt with her mother in 2003; in Cairo she noticed a number of buildings had rebar exposed on the roofs. Their guide explained that once a building's construction was completed, taxes would go up, so owners often choose to leave the top floor unfinished. This could be typical tour guide mythology, or it could just one more practice in a line going back to what Chip described.
Here's a question: has Glenn Reynolds gone insane?
(That links to a tweet from me, which links to his post, which links to the post in question. It's easier to understand that way.)
It's easier to understand that way
Translation: "it drives up my hit count that way".
"He wants me to come with him. What should I do?"
If you're married, you should go with him, of course.
Why would you even need to ask?
Meade for "Husband of the Year"
...except my husband has already taken that title (in my eyes) in dealing with my broken foot trauma.
BUT...second place is good too.
We tease each other that if I go I will be like Sally Field in "Not Without My Daughter" instead it will be "Not without my rare clumber". He will change and keep me in a prison cell and the rare clumbers will be his rickshaw-i know spelling.
We also tease that I will be a lone whitey amongst all the brownies.
Isn't that cute how we tease?
Isn't that cute how we tease?
Leave the poor dogs out of it. They don't have a choice.
The houses all have servants.
That is kind of cool.
I will keep my place in Cambridge though. I could sublet it for a pretty good price.
What about work? What will I do?
I am going to be 40 this year and have been at the same company and was going to look for a change and I can't stand the thought of him having to leave.
He can come back to the US in a year and then we are actually talking about being closer to my parents who are getting older.
My father has alzheimers.
Milwaukee maybe? Or The Baraboo Bluffs? Mazomanie by my sister?
How weird.
Is Bangalore hot?
Actually now that I am going to be 40 hot isn't really that important to me anymore.
I guess I am growing.
Group hug definitely.
My favorite movie this year was 500 Days of Summer-absolutely loved it.
Since the thread has wandered, how long will it be before the Professor muses on Sullivan's latest departure to Mars?
We know -- too much fun in Austin.
But hey -- he's got us invading Israel.
Shorter Revenant: "I'm so dumb I think LonewackoDotCom owns Twitter."
There's seemingly a whole army of folks (OK, a small group of Randroid loons) who don't want others to hear what I have to say. They aren't smart enough to offer even a marginally-logical counterargument, thus the smears.
In case anyone wants to present an argument in support of Reynolds - who seems to think that BHO is the equivalent of Hitler - let's hear it.
There's seemingly a whole army of folks (OK, a small group of Randroid loons) who don't want others to hear what I have to say.
There may, indeed, be a small group of people who don't want anyone to hear what you have to say. But they are lost in the crowd of people who are genuinely disinterested in your entire existence.
In case anyone wants to present an argument in support of Reynolds
Why would anyone need to? You haven't presented an argument against him yet.
Granted, you might have presented one on your actual blog. But in order to read that, someone would actually have to visit your blog. And despite the fact that you only troll other blog comments to lure in readers for your own, nobody's interested in doing so. :)
Lonewacko...Don't worry about Reynold' opinion. Hitler is dead by now. Did Reynolds say that Obama thinks that Obama is as good at his job as Hitler was? I think Barak is far better.
Titus, I enjoyed my brief visit to Bangalore some 20 years ago. I'm sure it's changed, but it if I had the chance, I'd move there.
1. I don't run a "blog".
2. Revenant isn't smart enough to understand why I'm here (and elsewhere).
3. Revenant isn't man enough to give any identifying information, but simply hides behind a hidden profile (is it the edutcher guy?) Note to Revenant: If I find out your real name, I might just try to rank in search engines for it.
4. For some reason, Revenant really doesn't want people to hear what I have to say. Ask yourself why.
5. Here's my coverage of Glenn Reynolds. Click each link for the full post. My goal is to present him in the worst light possible, and he makes that very, very easy.
I can't wait to see the movie The Lovely Bones, out next week. Brian Eno does the music (that from the final scene -apparently- here), and Music for Airports is in the beginning as well.
I know know know the book is schmaltzy dreck, but I was captivated, and I understand the movie is a well-done version and also schmaltzy dreck, so I will have to see it alone to blubber unseen.
So, Ann - did they offer you a job yet in Austin?
Revenant isn't smart enough
LoneW. hasn't spent much time reading comments around here, has he?
Chip: your powers of observation have unlocked the photo for me. Thank you!
STFU, Lonewacko.
I think the word wacko is a dead giveaway.
I thought Lone was a worrisome signifier as well, as in He was kinda quiet; kept to himself, as told to reporters after the inevitable incident.
Not to mention the DotCom bubble fiasco.
Mr. Wacko told police he'd concocted the perfect plan to kidnap and murder the little Sotomayor girl, but that no-good Reynolds wouldn't help.
Lucy in Disguise. It is blowing my mind that all these places that were in Austin when I left in 02, are still there.
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