Welcome to the blogosphere

Let's all say hello to three new friends who have joined the blogging ranks recently.

Melanie started meandering a few weeks ago. You'll find her sitting on her porch, sipping iced tea. She'll offer you some if you stop by.

Bruce is a hair rancher. For real. I assure you his photos and stories of life out in the country will keep you amused.

And Dana, the traveling fool, plans to take us around the world -- one post at a time.

Welcome, welcome, welcome.

Lost in space

I've been pretty worried about the latest news on Pluto.

I mean, did any of those so-called scientists stop to consider the astrological significance of downgrading our beloved planet to a "pluton"? WTF?

Pluto rules my astrological sign. That makes it pretty damned important in my book.

Pluto beseeches the masses to look inward (and to their subconscious) to see what's there. It may be scary, but Pluto doesn't care. This Planet knows how to push buttons.

Then let's remember how Pluto rules the reproductive system. I don't want a puny "pluton" to have anything to do with the all-powerful Yoni.

So you think you can dance?

No, I really can't.

It's official. I am adding LINE DANCING to my growing list of "Things for which I have no talent." Also on the list: algebra, singing, parenting teenagers, shopping for clothes that flatter me.

I could change the name of the list to "Things I do not care to do" to save me some embarrassment but I haven't reached the point where I have given up trying most of those things (except algebra).

Who knew Vikings had ... sticks

Click on the photo to enlarge it.

Those "Sons of Norway" have taken "fair food" to the extreme.

(Imagine the accent) "See here, ya take two meatballs and put 'em on a stick like this. Then ya dip them in cornmeal batter and fry 'em up. That's how you get Vikings on a Stick. Yeah, you betcha."

No, I didn't eat one. Sheesh. I wouldn't eat a Viking if ...

Learning Minneapolis

Facts about Minneapolis:

1. It's easier to spell than Albuquerque.
2. Whenever I ask a native what I "should not miss" they answer without hesitation, "Mall of America."
3. There is no recommended regional food, except lutefisk but no one will admit to have ever eaten any.
4. There is a serious mosquito problem here in the summer and it gets worse after a rain. (Lucky me, it rained yesterday.)