Awesome. Horrible.
Posted by RAD at 08:01 AM | Comments (0)
December 30, 2004
CRAP HALLOWEEN COSTUMES

Halloween costumes of my youth days were crap.
My family was wicked poor when I was growing up, so instead of wearing my older
brother’s 1970’s gaudy “Good Times” hand-me-down costumes, I often made my own.
In 4th grade, I constructed a primitive computer costume. It was a microwave
cardboard box with tinfoil decorations, a cheapy Master Yoda-esque face drawn in
crayon on the “screen” and a piece of paper with a crooked hand-drawn keyboard
at the base. I put colored dots on my face. I cut arm and head holes in the box.
I spent hours making the costume.
I remember participating in the costume parade through the school and adjoining
parking lot, hearing my peers snicker as they walked past me in their expensive
store bought costumes and lavish masks, their gilded costumes gleaming in the
sunlight reflected by the snow. They pointed at me. The tape was failing, the
markers were smearing and my costume was crumbling before their very eyes. It
was just another instance in which I was shamed in front of the whole school.
My younger brother made a computer costume also that year. He was in 1st grade.
He did not make armholes so when we went trick-or-treating that night in the
thunder blizzard, my sister and I took turns carrying his jack-o-lantern candy
bucket. The neighborhood adults thought he was crippled or had no arms so they
gave him double the candy. He made off like a bandit that year. His loot pile
far surpassed mine.
Posted by RAD at 01:18 PM | Comments (1)
December 29, 2004
I love that B&G
“Squeaky squeak sqeaker squeaken.” translation “Biscuits and gravy is yum.”
One may ask why I find biscuits and gravy so alluring. It’s my favorite
breakfast fare. Harnessing the powers of the B&G is an awesome task. I am the
President and Founder of the Biscuits and Gravy Society. My mission: the
constant search for biscuity goodness.

“Oh a biscuit! It might attack me! Ooh, it's a breakfast plate! I'm afraid!”
I receive many emails regarding biscuits and gravy. Here is one such email from
Rachel in the UK:
Hi,
Could you please tell me what biscuits are made of? I've read about biscuits and
gravy and in the UK biscuits are sweet and are eaten with tea...some friends
didn't believe that there was a recipe for biscuits and gravy as all they can
imagine are the sweet kind and trust me, they wouldn't taste nice with gravy. So
could you please email me with the info as to how you eat them and for what meal
you eat them for?
Thanks
Rachel
--
my reply:
Dear Rachel:
Thanks for your question regarding biscuits. Sweet biscuits in England?! I
cannot even fathom such a thing.
In the US, biscuits are primarily made with shortening/lard, flour, baking
powder, salt and milk. While in the United States biscuits are mainly a
breakfast food, they can be made and eaten anytime of the day or night. They are
good for breakfast, lunch, dinner, supper and even snack!
Sometimes biscuits are used instead of bread or bagels to make delicious
breakfast sandwiches with cooked eggs, bacon, ham or sausage and cheeses.
Hope this helps. Have a good day.
Russ Dale,
Denver Colorado USA
--
What is your favorite breakfast foodie stuff?
Posted by RAD at 10:44 AM | Comments (1)
Thailand
My college palie Dawn was in Thailand for Christmas at Patong and Kata Beach on
the island of Phuket. She left her footprints on the beach 12 hours before the
tsunamis. I am glad that she is OK.
She sent me this picture of delicious local cuisine:

fried grubs, cockroaches and grasshoppers
Yummy. I have a hankering for insects slathered in country gravy.
It’s a tragedy what happened with the Indian Ocean tsunamis. The death toll
already stands at over 80,000 and could be over 100,000. It just goes to show
the destructive force of Mother Nature.
Posted by RAD at 07:52 AM | Comments (1)
December 28, 2004
look upon it

Posted by RAD at 06:14 PM | Comments (2)
a poem

un
known by RAD
it takes courage to let people know
who you really are
when your “game” face is off
and it’s just you in the room
shown are
faults and promise
failures and achievements
the good and the bad
smiles and tears
bravery to let them peek
through those barriers
so broad and tough
yet wee and flimsy
can one have too much courage?
because what if they don’t like what they see?
Das Ende

Posted by RAD at 06:12 PM | Comments (5)
December 27, 2004
Christmas 2004
Droog Christmas 2004 was a good time. Even when the EMT’s showed up and filled
their bellies with candies and treats. I hope everyone had a decent holiday.

Click to see the Droog Christmas Wall

Posted by RAD at 11:47 AM | Comments (0)
MY VACATION DECEMBER 2004
My trip to Baltimore, Annapolis and Bowie Maryland, Pittsburgh, Washington DC
and NYC is over. It has taken me a little less than a week to process all of the
events in my trip. Allison did a grand job of summing up most of it.
What follows is my account. I will now break my silence. I do not even know
where to begin when commenting about the trip. It was a whirlwind of a vacation
in which I saw and accomplished a great many things. I rode trains, mass
transit, planes and in a supped-up handicapped accessible mini-van. I took 800+
pictures, a total of about 600 megabits of digital photography. My traveling
companions on this trip were action-figure Einstein with chalk weapon and Lowell
the Little Green Alien. Lowell had a grand time and is becoming a world
traveler. Einstein got a little trashed, but more about that later.
The plane ride to Baltimore was uneventful save my double shot of pre-flight
Jägermeister at 8 in the morning and the spectacular scenery out the plane
window. I love seeing the world from the air. Imagine what Earth views could be
seen from orbit! Geological features, manmade aspects and bodies of water make
for a pleasing view even at 33 thousand feet cruising altitude. If I had a
parachute, I would have sky dived.

Allison picked me up at the airport in Baltimore. When I walked to the passenger
pick-up loop, she was nowhere to be seen. She had described in every detail what
her van looked like. I thought she was maybe at the wrong airport or worst case,
hadn’t even shown up at all leaving me stranded in an unknown land. I called her
several times on her cellular phone. She was indeed at the airport. I could not
see her vehicle at first but she was parked behind a massive white truck. We
spoke briefly and she casually drove a stout 5 miles an hour while I leapt into
her vehicle; camera bag, massive suitcase, laptop computer and all.

The whirlwind began. I met Kim and John the first day. We had dinner and then
played board games whilst drinking wine. I slept 12 hours.
On Saturday, Allison’s sister Stephanie and her husband Vince made the journey
from Philly and we went to the Smithsonian Institution's National Air and Space
Museum Steven F. Udvar-Hazy Center located at Washington Dulles International
Airport. And oh boy, it was wonderful! I took a gaggle of pictures! Highlights
were the Enola Gay, the space shuttle Enterprise, SR-71 Blackbird, Apollo 11
Command Module "Columbia" and an F-22 Raptor, the next-generation air
superiority fighter for the Air Force. There was so much to see and do
everywhere.

That night we went to a Mexican food restaurant and the shots of Jägermeister
and Tequila were flowing. This is when action figure Einstein got a little wild.
Afterwards, Mike and I sat in the hot tub and then we opened up Christmas
gifties after Mike passed out twice due to the hot tub heat and the
tequila/Jägermeister shots.

Sunday was a relaxing day in which we went to church at Mount Oak Fellowship and
I made my famous chicken fettuccini for dinner. Allison, her parents, Kim and
John were pleased with the meal. I hope. It was a decent double batch if I do
say so myself. I reeked of garlic for 5 days.
On Monday the 20th, a light dusting of snow caused area schools to close or be
delayed. I took the MetroRail to Union Station in Washington DC so I could catch
the Amtrak train to New York City. It was a 3-hour train ride. Amtrak does not
boast or brag about beautiful scenery during these train rides. The views out
the train window were ones of filth, water and industrial areas. I noticed a lot
of slag heaps, spectacular graffiti, garbage, broken glass, mattresses, squalor,
run-down buildings and filth trackside from DC through Philadelphia through
Trenton and Newark New Jersey all the way into Pennsylvania Station in NYC.
It was bitterly cold and windy in DC and NYC. Thank goodness I picked up a nice
lamb wool scarf and black gloves at Union Station. I needed them. I’m no
stranger to the cold, however, seeings how I come from the Colorado and all. My
main goal in New York City was to find Times Square, dance in front of EarthCam,
buy a new shirt for Lowell and then meet up with some internet friends.

Russ on Times Square EarthCam
I was picked up on the corner of 35th and 7th Ave. and after experiencing
traffic in NYC and a stint on the Garden State Highway, I found myself at
Chili’s somewhere in Jersey. Yes, I went to Chili’s. Why I traveled from
Colorado to Baltimore to DC to NYC to Jersey to have a meal at Chili’s is
simple: I met sweetvicious (who picked me up) and tray444, two palies I’ve known
for 2 years but have never met. They wanted to go to Chili’s in Jersey and we
went. So there. I had a grub chicken sammich and many Guinness and there were
even a group of elderly folks singing Christmas Carols. I took a lot of pictures
of them and myself. sweetvicious and tray444 were very cool. I thoroughly
enjoyed my brief visit with them. It was well worth the trip to NYC just to see
them.

The next day my train back to Washington DC was 2 hours late so I tooled around
Pennsylvania Station and got a Ruben sammich on a buttery bagel from an outside
New York City street vendor. Upon arrival in DC, the sun was about to set and
Allison gave me a quick driving tour of the famous monuments. I was designated
co-pilot and map-reader. I did not do a very good job. We stopped at Phillips
all you can eat seafood buffet. I consumed a disturbing amount of seafood
because there are no oceans in Colorado.
The next morning it was off to Annapolis, the capital of Maryland and the home
of the United States Naval Academy. Allison and I jammed to U2. I saw Chesapeake
Bay and the Maryland WWII Memorial. After a quick bite of lunch at Subway (the
Mexican food restaurant by the airport was freakishly crowded), Allison dropped
me off at the airport in Baltimore. I had an hour-long layover in Pittsburgh and
my flight had non-stop turbulence due to the massive holiday storm that gripped
the central part of the nation.

Allison and her family and friends were great. Her parents, Kim, John, Mike,
Vince and Steph and everyone else with whom I had contact were awesome. I had a
most excellent vacation. Allison may have been nervous to see me after 6+ years,
but I had no apprehensions whatsoever. She is both beautiful and gracious and
did all she could to make me feel welcome. I am grateful to have her in my life.
Her strength, beauty and desire to live life to the fullest inspire me. Thank
you Allison for making my journey to the east a trip to remember for years to
come. I will return someday.
Some trip photos here and here and here.
Posted by RAD at 11:38 AM | Comments (7)
December 25, 2004
MERRY CHRISTMAS 2004
Enjoy this unflattering picture of myself at Droog Christmas 2001:

Merry Christmas

Posted by RAD at 10:36 AM | Comments (0)
December 24, 2004
Happy Holidays 2004
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to everyone! The write-up for my trip is very
slow in coming. I am halfway done with it. I have been working the past 2 days
and Christmas shopping and I have a cold! PAGH! In the meantime, here is my
favorite picture from the trip:

Allison and Russ in Annapolis
More to come soon. Hope everyone is doing well.
Posted by RAD at 08:47 AM | Comments (2)
December 22, 2004
Some Vacation Pictures II
More pictures. My plane leaves at 3:20 Eastern Time.

more...

Posted by RAD at 07:16 AM | Comments (3)
December 21, 2004
Some Vacation Pictures
I head back to Denver tomorrow afternoon. Since I am a busy man, I have posted
here a select few digi from my trip so far. Write-up and of course more photos
in the coming days. It's been a wacky, wild trip! Enjoy these photos. Lots more
to come. I have full resolution pictures if you would like copies.

more...

Click on this image to see Russ on the Times Square Earth Cam!!!

Posted by RAD at 07:32 PM | Comments (5)
December 19, 2004
And sir ... it is the Enterprise
Pictures now, write-up later. The trip is excellent. More to come. So far I've
taken 350+ pictures. Huzzah!

Lowell and the Space Shuttle Enterprise

The J-Mart!!!!!

Russ, Lowell and Allison

Out the window on de plane

Into the hangar w/ Enterprise
Posted by RAD at 07:31 AM | Comments (6)
December 15, 2004
Go No Post
There will be no update to the radhole until I am in Maryland and New York City
from Friday December 17 through Wednesday December 22. It's my vacation. Be
prepared to see a gaggle of pictures and writings. Until then, wish me a safe
journey. --rad
Posted by RAD at 05:37 AM | Comments (5)
December 14, 2004

Posted by RAD at 01:46 PM
great joints of meat
I have committed to memory this description from Charles Dickens’ “A Christmas
Carol”:
Heaped up on the floor, to form a kind of throne, were turkeys, geese game,
poultry, brawn, great joints of meat, sucking-pigs, long wreaths of sausages,
mince-pies, plum-puddings, barrels of oysters, red-hot chestnuts, cherry-cheeked
apples, juicy oranges, luscious pears, immense twelfth-cakes, and seething bowls
of punch, that made the chamber dim with their delicious steam.

Patrick Stewart played a kick ass Scrooge
Inspired by this passage, here is a breakfast description:
The glory of the breakfast buffet spread caused his eyes to gleam and his mouth
to water. All sorts of delicious smells assaulted him. It was a grandiose buffet
of meal stretched before him! He was well equipped to fill his belly with an
assortment of shabbily made, under-spiced foodie stuffs. And nothing would stop
him.
Breakfast buffets were his favorite and the biscuits and gravy was the most
desired breakfast fare his taste buds did crave. He was also a succulent meat
loving person. The foggy corner of the oak table rested the meats. There was
sliced tender ham, pepper seasoned and maple-cured bacons, Canadian-style back
bacon and maple ham sausage.
He was surrounded on all sides by the buffet goodness! It was his for the
taking! All you can eat biscuits and gravy, sausages, crispy bacon, English
muffins, griddlecakes with luke-warm maple syrup, strong black coffee, a hearty
assortment of muffins, corned beef hash, thick slices of glazed ham, buttery
wheat toast, fruity crepes, Huevos Rancheros, spinach pancakes, crunchy hash
brown potatoes, hot cinnamon rolls with creamy melted frosting, scrambled eggs,
giant glasses of ice-cold orange, tomato, cranberry apple or grape juice,
doughnuts, fresh milk, potato pancakes, jams, jellies, lard cakes, waffles,
pita, oatmeal, cereals, bagels w/ an assortment of cream cheese flavors,
yogurts, mixed fresh fruit with strawberries, granola, smoked salmon, hot cocoa,
scones, turkey sausage links and patties, seafood quiches, French toasts,
danishes and bread pudding. On his massive plate, a bib and wet wipes to wipe
the gristle and grease from his chin.
He would most definitely have to add some orange marmalade to his syrup!
Posted by RAD at 09:32 AM | Comments (1)
December 13, 2004
do NOT use a whole jug of bleach
Laundry. It must be done.
Laundry. It is a chore.
Laundry. Do not spill a glass of grape juice in the washing machine.
Laundry. To remedy the situation, do not add a whole jug of bleach into the
washing machine.
Laundry. Disintegrated.
Just FYI.
Das Ende
Posted by RAD at 11:26 AM | Comments (4)
December 10, 2004
Ancient Christmas Ornaments
These are just a few examples of the ancient Christmas tree ornaments that can
be found on the Dale family Christmas tree. The tree has looked the same for as
long as I can remember.

The Dale Christmas Tree Angel

A mangy corn husky bear thingie

Maw, Head and Elf

Cute Homemade Snowman by 4th Grade Russ
Posted by RAD at 10:13 PM | Comments (3)
schnapps
The word of the day is schnapps.
schnapps
[n] Any of various strong dry liquors, especially a Dutch spirit distilled from
potatoes
Pronunciation: shnäps
Use schnapps in a sentence. Here are my contributions:
1.) I filled my goblet with schnapps because I love German bathtub gin.
2.) During the holidays, I rub schnapps on my body to keep the sadness away.
3.) My schnapps shampoo doesn’t taste like schnapps.
4.) I’m cuckoo for schnapps.
Posted by RAD at 12:59 PM | Comments (4)
Valentine’s Day horror
It’s not even close to Valentine’s Day but I am compelled to write about the
subject. I have never had a decent Valentine’s Day.
In elementary school, as my classmates were distributing their Valentines into
the creatively festive and decorated shoe boxes with the little slot at the top,
I was full of activity handing out my own Transformers Valentines crammed with
candies and cookies and treats abound. I took pride and meticulous care putting
each Valentine into the appropriate students box. I made a special Optimus Prime
Valentine, the Transformer leader of the Autobots, for little Sally, a classmate
with whom I had a tiny 4th grade crush.
Our school day party beginning, and everyone sitting proudly at our desks, we
were instructed to open our shoeboxes and begin reading our Valentines. I tore
my lid open to find one Valentine. “Only one,” I asked aloud, tears welling in
my eyes. But there were over thirty kids in my class. Could this be from wee
Sally? My hands trembling in anticipation, I slashed it open to reveal a
Valentine from my teacher Mrs. Davis. My peers had shafted me. I was the fat
little nerd who didn’t deserve any Valentines. I can still hear their hateful
snickering.
It was mandatory that everyone get a Valentine but I didn’t raise a ruckus.
Perhaps my name was accidentally left off the list. Disappointed, it was time to
beat the piñata.
John Paul was the brute of our class, but I was chosen as the first to try my
hand at the piñata. Blindfolded, I used the baseball bat to swing aimlessly at
the papier-mâché Pound Puppies monstrosity. Taking my “Russ Dale was overlooked”
Valentine’s Day feelings and frustrations out on the piñata, I spilt it open
with such a fury on the third swing. I felt a rush of air. I heard a mob of
gleeful youth dive. I felt them pushing me out of the way.
There is nothing more sickeningly grubby than a frisk of 4th graders scrambling
for candy.
By the time I removed the blindfold and looked at the ground, all that was left
was an unwrapped Tootsie Roll and the mangled head of Cooler the Pound Puppy
piñata. I still hear the lips smacking of my filthy peers as they shoved the
candy into their greasy, ungrateful mouths.
Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, “Russie,” screamed my twin
sister, smiling uncontrollably as she entered the classroom. She was
overburdened with her Valentine shoebox overflowing with goodies and presents
from all of her little boyfriends and pals. She had cupcake mess smeared all
over her face and a separate box filled with other gifties. I showed her my
empty box and she felt sorry for me. She shared her loot with me.
We’d skip home singing and laughing. Thankfully Valentine’s Day was over for
another year.
Posted by RAD at 09:33 AM | Comments (7)
December 09, 2004
May the Buff Be With You
Yikes! Luke Skywalker action figures have evolved over the years. Check out this
comparison:

Check out the original! I had one. nanner nanner

“But I was going to Toshi Station to pick up a buffer version of my action
figure,” whined Luke to Uncle Owen.
Posted by RAD at 12:24 PM | Comments (3)
Roller-skating Sucks
I have recently been revisiting the dark memories and fumbling days of my youth.
I’ve relayed to radhole readers how I was horrible at youth sports and how I
struck out in Tee Ball, but that was just the tip of the iceberg when speaking
of my clumsy childhood.
In elementary school, circa 1985, I would often go to SkateCity for
roller-skating parties with all of my classroom peers. I would don my skates
with dread and watch my sister and friends zip and zoom around the polished
skating rink while listening to “Take on Me” by a-ha and “Don't You (Forget
About Me)” by Simple Minds and “Money For Nothing” by Dire Straits and “We Built
This City” by Starship, you know, the classic roller-skating musical motivators.
I would never go into the rink because I would fall.
I would watch all of the kids do triple axels while smiling and laughing and
skating and partaking in all of the roller-skating games like the limbo, the
whip, the lazer tag and the rare soft play “Gizmo-tron Lymph Runner” skate game.
I watched in sadness from the sidelines.
Once I tried a couples skate. It was as if the planets aligned when “Say You Say
Me” by Lionel Richie tenderly played over the sound system. I looked west at
pretty Melissa W. and asked her to join me in the rink. We both rushed out and I
immediately teetered and tottered in the disco light darkness. Scrambling for
some sort of railing, I grabbed her arm and took her down with me. We hit the
ground hard. Everyone was laughing at us. We created a pile-up of people as they
tried to avoid us. I got kneed in the back of the head. Her face in tears and
her pink party dressed ruined, I left her there and crawled out of the rink,
back onto the safety of the carpet. I was a roller-skating outcast.
I learned at a young age that I could only skate on the carpet. I would shuffle
around the entrance area and the food court trying to look cool and would
eventually become disheartened and would play video games all evening long while
still wearing the skates. It was at SkateCity where I became one with the Force
and mastered the original Atari Star Wars arcade game.

Posted by RAD at 09:53 AM | Comments (4)
December 08, 2004
NASA/JPL van crashes
My prayers go out to the families of the killed and injured in a NASA/JPL van
that plunged 200 feet off a mountain road today in California’s Angeles National
Forest
Posted by RAD at 09:48 AM | Comments (1)
Maryland, Washington DC and New York City
NEW YORK CITY!? Get a rope.
My vacation is coming up very soon. Not only will I be flying into
Baltimore/Washington International Airport on Friday December 17, 2004, for a
vacation visit to see Allison, I will also be heading to New York City for a
brief 24-hour period on Monday December 20th through the 21st.
It’s very exciting as I have never been out east before. Before heading to New
York City, I will bask in the glory of Allison. We will be going to the
Smithsonian Air and Space Museum! Hooray! …and then eating seafood, seeing other
sights and whatever Allison feels up to do. I am easy to please. Then I will be
taking the Amtrak train from Union Station in Washington DC to Penn Station in
NYC. Penn Station is located at 33rd Street between 7th and 8th Avenue.

I am staying at a modest place, the Howard Johnson Inn at Penn Station. Yes that
is the Empire State Building in the background!
Howard Johnson Inn - New York City at Penn Station
215 West 34th St.
New York City, NY, 10001 US
212-947-5050
The Inn is within walking distance of Times Square and Broadway Theaters, 1
block away from Madison Square Garden, 2 blocks away from the Empire State
Building, next to Macy’s and many other shopping stores! Of course I’ll have
only 24 hours to spend there. So much to do. So little time. I will of course
have my camera. der
Posted by RAD at 09:25 AM | Comments (5)
December 07, 2004
Cheesy Movie Lines
There are a lot of cheesy movie lines in my opinion. Here are the results of a
UK survey revealing the top 10 cheesiest movie lines:
1. "Titanic": Leonardo DiCaprio's "I'm the king of the world!"
2. "Dirty Dancing": Patrick Swayze's "Nobody puts Baby in the corner."
3. "Four Weddings And A Funeral": Andie McDowell's "Is it still raining? I
hadn't noticed."
4. "Ghost": Demi Moore's "Ditto," to Patrick Swayze's "I love you."
5. "Top Gun": Val Kilmer to Tom Cruise: "You can be my wingman anytime."
6. "Notting Hill": Julia Roberts' "I'm just a girl ... standing in front of a
boy ... asking him to love her."
7. "Independence Day": Bill Pullman's "Today we celebrate our Independence Day!"

8. "Braveheart": Mel Gibson's "They may take our lives, but they will never take
our freedom!"
9. "Jerry Maguire": Renee Zellweger to Tom Cruise: "You had me at hello."
10. "The Postman": A blind woman says to Kevin Costner: "You're a godsend, a
savior." He replies: "No, I'm a postman."
Do you have a favorite cheesy movie line?

Posted by RAD at 07:56 AM | Comments (4)
khan
The word of the day is khan.
khan
[n] A ruler, an official, or an important person in India and some central Asian
countries. Also, Khan Noonian Singh, a Prince with power over millions who from
1992 to 1996 was absolute ruler over 1/4th of the Earth.
Pronunciation: kän
Use khan in a sentence. Here are my contributions:
1.) My Khan-like superior intellect far surpasses yours.
2.) I am the khan of my internet chess club.
3.) He thinks he’s Khan but he’s just a fucking idiot.
4.) I’m cuckoo for Khan.

Posted by RAD at 07:39 AM | Comments (5)
December 06, 2004
slag
The word of the day is slag.
slag
[n] The vitreous mass left as a residue by the smelting of metallic ore. The
scum formed by oxidation at the surface of molten metals.
Pronunciation: sl*ag
Use slag in a sentence. Here are my contributions:
1.) As a gesture of good faith, she offered me the gift of slag.
2.) The dried, cakey material at the top of my hot chocolate reminded me of
slag.
3.) I burrowed into the slagheap to find the geocache treasure.
4.) I’m cuckoo for slag.
Posted by RAD at 08:14 AM | Comments (3)
ISS Food Supplies Strained
Ever since the Space Shuttle Columbia broke apart in the skies over Texas in
February of 2003, the International Space Station Alpha has been suffering. Now
it looks like their food supplies are limited until the Russians can send their
Progress cargo ship into orbit. Progress is due to arrive on Christmas Day. If
the situation becomes grimmer, they may have to de-man the space station. That
would be horrible.
NASA needs to step it up and get the space shuttle back in orbit.
Posted by RAD at 07:54 AM | Comments (0)
December 05, 2004
Droog Christmas
The December month is fun for the Droogs. Since the beginnings of the Droogs,
there have been Droog Christmas celebrations. Here are the handcrafted by yours
truly traditional Droog Christmas collages consisting of the worst pictures I
can find. 2004 will mark the tenth Droog Christmas collage.

Droog Christmas 2004 Collage

Years ago, the Droog Christmas train would start, usually by Donovan, and stop
at each Droog house to wish families happy holidays. More and more Droogs would
collect and the train of automobiles would get longer and longer. We’d
eventually rendezvous where we would chill with some Carlo Rosse and eat a huge
feast: roast, garlic mashed potatoes, sweet yams, creamed corn, shrimp,
snackies, beverage, candies, cookies and cakes...the FEAST gets better every
year. We have a secret Santa because the Droog numbers are so vast. The costs of
purchasing each individual a gift would be enormous.
In times past, Ron would often read Poe aloud (The Bells or the like) and MELT
would take pictures documenting Droog Christmas for another year. It is a great
tradition for Christmas Day night. Donovan receives a mini Tyrannosaurus Rex,
Mr. T., every year. This would of course be a precursor to New Year’s
celebrations
Posted by RAD at 01:04 AM | Comments (2)
December 03, 2004
Happy Birthday normsquatch!
Today is normsquatch's birthday. Happy birthday normsquatch!
Even though normsquatch is Puerto Rican, I like to edit turbans and such onto
his head. I edited out a mongo margarita and placed an auto shotgun into his
hand. I love this picture:

Normsquatch in Las Vegas
Posted by RAD at 09:36 AM | Comments (1)
succotash
The word of the day is succotash.
succotash
[n] A stew consisting of kernels of corn, lima beans and tomatoes.
Pronunciation: Suc"co*tash
Use succotash in a sentence. Here are my contributions:
1.) I wish to belly flop into a baby pool filled with glorious butter and cream
succotash.
2.) Just a spoonful of succotash helps the medicines go down.
3.) My succotash-flavored candles smell like boiled chicken.
4.) I’m cuckoo for succotash.

Posted by RAD at 09:15 AM | Comments (3)
December 02, 2004
muumuu
The word of the day is muumuu.
Muumuu
[n] a woman’s loose unbelted dress
Pronunciation: 'moo`moo
Use muumuu in a sentence. Here are my contributions:
1.) I totally worship this muumuu with its pretty pinks and purple hibiscus
print. My muumuu is a soft cotton traditional style with a nylon zip up the
back, princess seams in the front and a full pleated back. My muumuu sees and
knows all. Muumuu. Muumuu.
2.) I lost my luggage and all I could find to wear was this damn muumuu.
3.) “Muumuu” this you irritating bastard!
4.) I’m cuckoo for muumuu.

Posted by RAD at 08:16 AM | Comments (4)
far away from my Rocky Mountains
From December 17th through December 22nd, I will be visiting Allison. I am very
excited. We will be going to the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum. I like space.
We will drink margaritas. I like Guinness. She will guide me about the east, so
far away from my Rocky Mountains. I'll miss my mountains. Lookie at the current
list of exhibitions!!!

Russ finally smiles
Check out the webcam showing the ongoing restoration work on the Space Shuttle
"Enterprise" at the Air and Space Museum's Steven F. Udvar-Hazy Center in
Chantilly, Va.
Posted by RAD at 07:27 AM | Comments (3)
December 01, 2004
Muse
muse
a. A guiding spirit.
b. A source of inspiration.
c. Wonder, or admiration
I have a muse. She inspires me to be a better person. She inspires me most
definitely in my writing. My muse speaks to me in a thousand different ways and
with a thousand different voices and feelings. Hers is a eccentric tale: one of
pain, loss, ecstasy, anger, hate, desire, depression, decadence, passion,
thoughtfulness, fear, love, happiness, loneliness and many more emotions I shall
not mention.
As these words are professed upon the radhole a healing takes place. A healing
not only of the body but also the mind and the psyche.
My muse motivates me to do so many things and I thank her.
Posted by RAD at 09:59 AM
Tear Up Dat Dance Floor
It’s the first of December in 2004! Yikes! This year has gone by quickly.
Do you dance? Yes you there! I am talking to you! Do you tear up the dance
floor? My sister and I do. Here are some pictures of us jamming at our ten-year
high school reunion.

Posted by RAD at 07:42 AM | Comments (4)