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Blog Slacker

Man, do I stink at this.  I’ve never been a faithful enough blogger, but really?

I haven’t been inspired to put anything here.  Heaven knows the Linda Hamilton fans were right when they said my content lacked a hearty amount of pizazz.  I haven’t wanted to post content like my 2007 blogs that contained a lot of “I went to work today and now I’m really tired and have a headache” and “I went to a crap town and here are some tiny pictures.”  I’ve wanted to post thought-provoking, interesting, insightful content that made me feel good about my blog.

Not today.

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West Virginia and Kentucky Summer Travels – Part 2

As you learned on Monday, Mom and I have been doing a lot of travel this summer.  Dad’s in the Army, so we have gone to visit him, stopping in West Virginia on the way there or the way back.  Mom’s done it even more.  Last time, we learned out the trip to Elizabethtown, so now we’ll talk about Louisville for a spell.


I didn’t know why this guy was wearing bright wings, but I was glad he was.  As it turns out, there was a Gay Pride festival this day.  I have lots of friends who are gay, so don’t take this the wrong way, but I was kind of cheesed off that the entrance to the festival was set up right at the entrance to the waterfront area.  So, you were expected to pay admission to the festival in order to just walk down to the waterfront for a minute.  That would irritate me no matter WHAT kind of festival it was.  I shouldn’t have to pay to see the stinky Ohio River.


I persevered, and we found a spot where we could walk down near the water for free.  Here is a boat.  We didn’t ride on it.

It it keep on raining...

These are tall things with rungs – I assume so you can rope onto harbor (or whatever you call it) no matter of the height of the river.

Al's close up

Meet Al.  He was hanging out near the boat.


About Al.


Al is a hard guy to figure out.

Col Saunders

They have famous people’s faces on the sides of buildings.  More specifically, famous Louisvillians.  Here is…well…you know who.

Diane Sawyer
Diane Sawyer is also from Louisville.  You probably knew that if you’ve seen Drop Dead Gorgeous.  I met Diane Sawyer one time at the Rite Aid on the corner of Belvedere and Broad in downtown Richmond. She was picking up a few things before going to the Library of Virginia for some shindig.  She was super nice.

Bowman Field
Bowman Field.  On this trip, Dad was scoping it out.  Now, on days off, he flies sometimes.

Balloon Aeronautics
I took lots of other cool pictures of the historic airport.  It’s beautifully built – very 1920’s and I really dug it.  If you want to see ’em, you can ask me.  I thought that instead of beautiful architecture I would show you this bizarre balloon sculpture found in the pilot office.  Enjoy.

Big Boy
We went to this cute little place called Cafe Lu Lu for dinner, and I couldn’t stop staring at this painting.  I didn’t think to ask who painted it, but I totally want it.

Happy Balls

Thank God for Aunt Happy.  Actually, I didn’t buy these, nor did I taste one, but that’s some genius branding, that is.

So, that’s it for now.  Stay tuned for reflections of West By God Virginia.

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Not Quite Done

OK, I know I just wrote about this, but I’m kind of cheesed off about it. I’m not supposed to write about it, because you’re not supposed to mention your, ahem, profit-getting units, and I have nowhere to vent this frustration. My mom’s all, “Honey, I think it’s a little ridiculous that you’re so upset about this.” And I’m sort of thinking that she’s right. What does it matter? I didn’t create this space as a way to make money. I created it as a place to ramble on self-indulgently and delude myself into thinking that would be entertaining to the general public. I just liked seeing how many page impressions I got per day. So maybe they’ll let me have that back.

I can see it now.

Me: Look, I didn’t mean to do anything wrong. Whatever I’m doing wrong? I’ll stop it. Just tell me what it is.
Google: You’re lucky we even let you keep your blog, you ingrate.
Me: Do you have to call me names? I already feel bad enough.
Google: There IS no bad enough, Ms. J. You’re lucky we even let you keep your blog NAME. We technically own it. Plus, all your content. We own that too. Actually, we own YOU. That’s right. We technically bought you from the government about three months ago. We could put you out of your misery at any time. And don’t think we won’t. We’re serious.
Me: Obviously, yeah. You’re serious. Listen, can I get an allowance?

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