February's This and That

Item One:
I got a phone call from the Nara Visa Cowboy Sunday. He called to say they were having moonpies and RC colas with some friends of theirs. I can't help but get a grin on my face thinking about grown ups. in the mountains of New Mexico, setting around the fireplace( if there is a fireplace, it embellishes my story) eating moonpies like a bunch of kids. I love it. I hope I never get to old to be kid, and enjoy the simple things of life.

Item Two:
Becky and I took a trip to Seadrift, about 15 miles, from us, Saturday. The wind was blowing out of the north at about 30 miles per hour. It blew a lot of water out of the bay, especially at low tide. Check out the picture of the sailboat, high and dry, and how far the water is from the shoreline.

Item Three:
The reason we went to Seadrift was because I was looking for some pieces of mahogany for a project I need to get started on for my son, Josh. He wants me to build him a media center out of solid wood, not this fake stuff found in most furniture stores. I am finding that mahogany is hard to find. I found one piece, not enough for what I need. I'll have to keep looking. I think I am going to go with oak or poplar and give it a dark stain. While driving around we came across a house on the waterfront that had a genuine glitter fish on the front of it. Check it out! If I ever build, that will probably be on my list of things I want.(if I can convince Becky)

Sneak Snack Snuck

In my last post I did not know for sure if "snuck" was a real word. Well, I got to thinking, of course it's real, I use it, therefore it is real. (My logic has been known to out there just a little bit.) My friend, Nara Visa Cowboy, confirmed it with his response, and to borrow a phrase from him- Now you know!

Now, in my way of warped thinking the verb tense progression of Sneak, Snack, Snuck, makes perfect sense to me. You see, our language, and it's rules can be very confusing, and it can be hard to keep all the various rules in ones head. Take for instance the word- Lot. I get confused when to use the word "alot" or when to use the phrase- "a lot." Speaking of which, why do we call a small piece of land a lot? A 50 ft x 100 ft piece of ground is not a lot. Why can't we call it a "'Little"? After all, 500 acres would be a lot, wouldn't it? As an aside, (how's that for a phrase) did you know that LOT is also the name of the Polish Airline? Go figure.

Since I am on this why kick this morning, ( maybe it's the four cups of coffee), why do they call it a gaggle of gesse when they are on the ground, but a skein, when they are in flight? In Canadian English, a gaggle is an adjective describing a largely disorganized group of Jildos (another colloquial adjective describing a woman that tends to be annoying and lacking in her own individual opinions) putting forth discontent among all related fellows. So are we really insulting the geese by saying they are disorganized and have no opinion? What would Mother Goose say, and is there some sort of hidden message in those Mother Goose stories that has brain washed us?

Okay, I think the caffeine has kicked in just a little too much. I'll summarize this way. I have posted a picture of a sea gull that I was able to sneak up on while he or she was snacking
on alot, or is it a lot, of leftover food. I snuck up on a gaggle of gulls right before the took flight and joined a skein of geese, who could not decide which way to fly, because they had no opinion.