113 more shopping days until Christmas!

Took my Silky for a walk around Maney Lake. She's in on the bed now, half crashed, listening to relaxation cds. Poor things nose is prolly spained from all the new smells she encountered. Was a very nice afternoon for a walk. The slightest of breezes. The sun had just tucked behind the hills but there was still plenty of light. Neat seeing the trout breach the top of the water. The relaxzation cd just switched to Queen's "Death on two legs.." My dog's looking at me like "Wtf?" haha. Tacos and Daiquiris tonight. Num num. I always sleep better when I go to bed tanked. lol. A's lost. =( Still one game up in the west. Gonna go right down to it this years. Seems like this is regular stuff for the A's. Football seasons right around the corner! Only two teams in the NFL worth watching. The Oakland Raiders and whoever's playing Denver. Welp, got to get to bed. Going to get my workout out of the way first thing in the morning. Come home, cut some wood, drink some beers and watch the A's try again tomorrow. Until then... =)

Pit

Drive-In...

Silver Bow Drive in. What a neat little place. Been ran by the same guy for over 30 years. Two screens about 8 miles out of town. They actually use real butter on the popcorn. It's four bucks a head for adults and two dollars for children. Two fifty for a medium popcorn and even the candy is decently priced. Nothing like the walk-ins now that you need a credit check if you plan on buying anything more than a soda. The movies actually play over your FM radio. I think it's the atmosphere I like the best. Something romantic about drive-ins. I know they had gotten rid of all the ones near me in California. During the summer we park the truck backwards and sit in the back with a radio. Star Wars three is playing now along with The Bad News Bears. I'll prolly see them both. Sometimes I take Peanut with me (My Silky Terrier). She loves watching all the people as well as sharing a little popcorn and goodies. Nothing like laughing at how excited she gets when she sees me coming back from the snackbar. Perhaps I'll start a Drive-ins movie review here. They switch out the two screens about every couple weeks. welp, getting late and I should get some work done. have a safe tomorrow and remember... "Better to be thought a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt..."

Nite! =)

Pit

Fantastic Four...

... Average film... weak storyline. Spiderman has set the bar so high for hero films. The X-Men series is close but FF failed imho. Only a couple people in the film could actually act. I think alot of these films try to stick what should be at least a six hour movie into an hour and a half. Thats where Lord of the Rings did so well. 12 hours plus to do the trilogy if you bought the directors cut versions. The last Star Wars should have done this as well. Too much happened too fast. The guy (Darth Vader) switched sides like a pancake cooking over an electric burner on HIGH. So much storyline was swept aside to make it fit the time slot. Too bad, it could've been so much more. Went and had a fitness test. Resting heart rate was 109. LOL. Can you even imagine? Was prescribed Cardio exercises of an hour a day at 151 hpm at least 5 times a week. Fun fun fun!! Ok, got to run. My heart rate monitor and I have a date at the treadmill... have a good (enter current time of day here)!! =)

P.

Tuesday, my friday...

Nice, warm and serenely quiet evening here in Montana. Perfect for a nice glass of wine. Sitting on my deck taking in the ambience. My little silky is inspecting the deck like she has so many times before. Her nose is going a mile a minute. She lives for the smells, I guess. Off in the distance a local bird is making his presence known. Its a funny sound saying both here I am, come find me and hope the wrong thing isn't hearing this. Kind of like earth itself. Here we are sending radio signals in all directions out in outerspace when we all know damn well if someone hears us and trys to land anywhere near the whitehouse it will start an intergalactic war. I see a lone truck heading down the freeway. This is nothing like California where this time of the night I'm sure it's bumper to bumper leaving the A's game. I love heading back home as a tourist. Much more pleasurable. If I could beam over like Star Trek rather than have to take a plane I would visit much more often. Peapod's (my silky) ears perk up. I can't hear it, but she sure can. It's a sign. I pour my second glass of wine. My face feels the slightest bit of flush. I start to relax. Its a good life. These are the moments I long to share. Peapod looks at me to see if the outside stay will be extended. The slightest of breezes lingers by. This is t-shirt and shorts weather. It's been a great summer so far. The occasional thunderstorm but mostly very warm. The brilliant pinks and blues are slowly fading to grays. Peapod jumps up on my lap and makes herself comfortable. Another sip of wine. Think I'll barbeque tomorrow. Steam some corn on the cob and make some mashed potatos. Maybe Steak-ka-bobs, with onions (red, of course) peppers and mushrooms. Tomatoes too. My glass is empty and its nice and dark. I hate to move her but I tell Peapod it's time to go in. She hits the door like a dog possesed. I always give her a treat before bed time and she's ready to munch it down. What the heck, it's my friday night... one more glass won't hurt anything... see you soon...

Pit

Sacajawea Dollars....

Anatomy of a divorce...

Twisting, turning start to sputter
laughing, crying minds in gutter
itching, scratching now it's burning
so good looking, still not learning

Sent me screaming to the doctor
took her ring and, yes, I hocked her
woke this morning feeling better
simply can not wait to wet her

In the bathroom, yawning peeing
can't believe in what I'm seeing
there's my willy going under
all because of last nights blunder

Waking, crying, thank Gawd dreaming
push the bitch off my bed screaming
slam the door and plug my ears
drown her bitching with some beers

April showers live alone
shut the tv, offs the phone
living loney aint so bad
could be worse, could be a dad...

I Recall...

I recall Not too long ago
How we shared one night With our radio
and we danced... Yes we danced
All night long, like I never would again
Played my favorite song How I hoped Would never end
As we danced, Yes we danced
All I need and all I ever want Playing on my radio
All I have is just your memory
I recall not too long ago How you made me smile With your sweet hello
And we danced Yes we danced
Night and day You were always on my mind
Then you said goodbye You were leaving me behind
As we danced Yes we danced
All I need and all I ever want Playing on my radio
All I have is just your memory
I recall not too long ago How you called one night Just to say hello and…
Can we dance… One more dance
So much has changed Yet so many things the same
If I say goodbye, then there`s only Me to blame
If we dance… one more dance
All I need and all I ever want Playing on my radio
All I have is just your memory...

Pit

Whoooot! My Monday!! (Note Sarcasm...)

Back on graves for a while. Usually takes me about 5 - 6 weeks to acclimate (sp?) to this shift which is about the same time it takes the powers to be to switch everybody`s shift. Been absolutely beautiful outside lately. I`ve gone out chopping wood at least once a week in preparation for winter. They can get mean around here though have been farely mild these last few years. Seems funny talking about winter already but if your aren`t ready - BAM. Read "The Notebook". Fairly depressing. True love wins but only after exacting a cost on everyone around it and then playing the dirtiest of tricks on it`s exit. Am I a dreamer or can two people still fall in love and live happily ever after without fucking the neighbor in between there somewhere. Seems like every book/movie/TV show incorporates this theme. I`m a hopeless romantic. I still believe. I`ll prolly die believeing... and alone. haha!! No, I know Mrs Right is out there somewhere. Hopefully she`s Ms. Right. Mrs Right would defeat my whole purpose. Not to mention pissing the wholly hell off of Mr. Right. hehe. Ok, enough babble. Been working on some new songs. Am slowly getting a team together to do some recording. Been far too long. It`s therepy I truly need right now. Writing makes the heart healthy. Singing makes the mind happy. Dreaming about "her" makes the...well... we'll leave "that" for a later discussion =)

Pit

Why is it the poorer people are, the less they seem to complain? During an out of power I'll get an old time rancher who can barely rub two nickels together call in happy as a peach to let us know. Meanwhile, some guy in a condo downtown, 20 minutes into the outage, is buying ice in a full blown panic to save his refridgerator goods and calling me giving me holy hell like it's my personal fault this has happened. I believe lightning to fall under the category of "shit happens". It's not in the best interest of the power company to have your power off. /Rant off...