I took this picture when I was in high school. I was in a photography

class and on this day the instructor said, "Today is still life day. Go

out and take some pictures." So I got into my car, drove over to

Marina Del Rey (California) and took some pictures. I am not a good

photographer, but I was pretty good at following instructions, especially

when they involved leaving class.

Skip this one if bugs, bug you.

They do me. This kind of makes my skin crawl.

It's a centipede that was found by the fireplace in a

bedroom here. It was dead, but not too many days before,

a live one was spotted in the bathroom.

This one is 2.5 inches long.

I never, EVER walk barefoot in this house.

Not upstairs. Not downstairs.

Happy Memorial Day.

Support and honor our Armed Forces.

The photo is another from the Memorial Day parade

I've attended in the past.

Yesterday I wrote of the Memorial Day parade that I used

to attend with my family. Today I have another picture from

that parade. I cannot remember the branch of law enforcement

that this woman is with, but one thing is for certain:

She is badass (and yes, awesome).

This is another scan from a film photograph I took.

I used to go to this parade held on the Saturday before Memorial Day.

It was small town and just about anybody could be in it. All you had

to do was sign up, I think. We used to have an outdoor pancake breakfast

then take our chairs over to the curb and watch the parade. It was a lot of fun.

 I took this picture quite a few years ago with a film camera and this is

a scan so the quality is not that good. But the subject matter is a cowgirl

and cowgirls are awesome. So there ya go.

The clouds were beautiful at around 5 PM today.

It's too bad our flag was not up the pole.

...another from my Gene Autry Museum of Western Heritage visit.

This is William H. Bonney who was born William Henry McCarty, Jr.

but known to most folks as Billy the Kid. Legend says William killed 21 men

before he himself was gunned down by Sheriff Pat Garrett at the age of 21. But

his kills were likely closer to 4 to 9.

This guy doesn't look a whole lot like the photos I've seen of Billy (he looks more
like James Coburn to me), but that is supposed to be his actual rifle which I
 believe is a Winchester 73' which was his favorite model.

If I could say just one thing to this guy it would be,

"I just want to tell you that you're sitting in my seat."

When I came home from the movies last night I

spotted this cantaloupe that had been placed in this

bowl and the first thing I thought was, "Man, that

looks like something that a facehugger is gonna pop out of."

I know... People who relate everything to movies

bug me too. But what can I say? I suppose it is my

lot in life for the time being.

I've been waiting for it, and tonight I am going to see

The Avengers with the ever so.... ever so.... Robert Downey Jr.

It is playing in 2D, 3D and IMAX 3D. I think I will play

the middle and see it in 3D.

Pictured above is a toy Iron Man who says things like,

"I am IRON MAN!", "Iron Man armor, combat ready! *sound effect*"

and "I am played by Robert Downey Jr. and my main directive is to

ensure the safety, happiness and *ahem*... well being of Lizzy Tex Borden."

What a kooky toy.

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I did go see The Avengers tonight and it was pretty good.
LOTS of action. LOTS.
Iron Man/Tony Stark is of course my favorite character. Iron Man
is bad ass. And cool. And ever so... ever so... Well, just ever so. But
I suppose we've covered that ground already. You can have your
Thor and your Captain America. It's nights like this that
I wish my name were Pepper.

I will be for sure picking this up when it comes out on Blu-ray.

I went to see some movie at a Regal Theater, I can't remember which movie

it was but they had this advertisement for Alice in Wonderland with Johnny Depp

up in the hallway. I couldn't wait to see the movie and when it came out and

I did, I was a little underwhelmed. I did buy the movie and need to watch it

again. The wall art is pretty awsome.

I always like the dormouse in Alice

movies. He is really weird and is high or something.

I have this wooden frame that I use for different pictures.

Whenever the mood strikes me, I change the photo in it.

The last photo was an 8x10 from the movie Tombstone.

This time around it is a photo of the entrance to Camp Crystal

Lake, AKA Camp Blood from, you guessed it, Friday the 13th.

Camp Crystal Lake is an actual camp in New Jersey for the

Boy Scouts of America. It is called Camp No-Be-Bo-Sco.

From what I understand, the camp doesn't exactly embrace the fact

that Friday the 13th was filmed there, but it doesn't seem to bother

them that much either.  It is private property and fans should not

attempt to tresspass in an effort to visit the

hallowed (to some of us) ground.

I don't have the time or the money and at this point in my

life I am not responsible enough to have the little doggie that

I would really like to have. That and the coyotes around here would

have them for brunch. So instead I have pets from Ross, The 99 Cent

Store and Michael's. My dog on the left is Buddy (cause he's my buddy).

The little dog is B.J. for Buddy Jr, and the turtles have no names but the

littlest one is so cute you can just eat him up. But figuratively only, not eat him

up like in Cannibal Holocaust.

For those of you who wonder what an old school Spyderco

Tri-Angle Sharpmaker looks like (and I know there are a LOT

of you), this is it. I bought this one at a gun show way before it was

an old school Spyderco Tri-Angle Sharpmaker. It came with the

(not very comprehensive) instruction manual that I think is not
included with the newer models, although I could be wrong about that.
I use more than one method of sharpening and I am far from great at it.
But I get edges that work for me. I am not a hardcore knife sharpener.

The knife is of course a Ka-Bar U.S.M.C. fighting/utility knife. A
rock-n-roller to be certain.

I love to collect period law enforcement badges and here

is one that I bought quite a few years ago at a gun show.

I was told by the maker that he made the badges for the

movie "Tombstone" and I am inclined to believe him. These

are professional grade badges from front to back. This is a scan

of the badge, not a photograph.

I have several other badges that may make their way to

 my home here at one time or another.

Today was dental day and after an hour and forty five

minutes of work I was out of it. So tonight I just decided to

lay in bed (AKA Tex Cinema) and watch a few movies. On

tonight's bill was the Blu-ray of Apocalypse (my all time

favorite movie) Now (not the redux) and then Halloween 5 (pictured above).

I was pretty much dozing off during both movies but I did manage

to see the majority of each of them. Now, if the headache would

just take a hike joy would ensue. Only two more dental visits scheduled

for this time around. Hoo-RAH!

Birds do it. Bees do it. And apparently, according to this

exterminator, rodents and bugs do it. And that's good to know.

In other news of the day, I had my follow up dental appointment

today. Here are my souvenirs. The folded up paper on the left

is a quote for the work that I need done to keep my choppers in

semi-fine condition. The details printed on that sheet caused me

to shed a few discreet (I hope) tears in the office. A rare event.

I really do take care of my teeth, every day. I am in the throes

of not experiencing a fortuitous run of good luck

The start of this emergency treatment begins tomorrow.

An interesting bridge on Interstate 15 between Temecula

and San Diego, California. I don't know anything about it.

They are out this year. Folks are coming across them

left and right. My mom took this picture with her camera

 a week or two ago. You have to remain really vigilant even

walking around the house.

Here's a San Diego Zoo Wild Animal Park maintenance

truck driving into an entrance from the street. Pretty low

tech over here. But like I've written before, this place is

super-excellent. I would however stay away from the

cheetah petting. I guess I'm just paranoid that way.

While everybody else is all about "Fifty Shades of Grey" these days,

I was busy chasing down this rumored very erotic movie called "The Bellboy".

I finally found a copy at Barnes & Noble. Pretty embarrassing though because

B & N uses these stupid clear bags and it's like, "Oh great. Now the world sees

me walking around with soft porn."

This is the Indian Store in Julian, California. It's kind

of tucked away in back of some other structures. I wish

I could tell you more about it, but it was closed the day we

were there. However, there was a cowboy hat in the window

that I would have really been interested in, used I'm sure.

But seeing as this is a tourist town, if the hat was worth $80, they

were a'chargin $150. It would have been nice to find out though.

I might post a picture of that there chapeau.

I don't know what these things are called, so I'll just call it

a guy in a bucket thing. With all the crazy people in the world,

with all of the road rage etc., you couldn't pay me enough money

to get up in one of those things like that guy. One squirrely character

driving like a bad actor and life as you know it is over.

Anyway, I'm just sayin.....

Hush, little baby, don't say a word,  Mama's going to buy you a mockingbird.
If that mockingbird won't sing, Mama's going to buy you a diamond ring.
If that diamond ring turns brass, Mama's gonna give you a cut off hand, a cleaver,
another cut off hand, an elephant, a cut off foot and an Easter bunny
with a Ty witch in a plastic bag.

Actually, skip the bird and the diamonds. All I have is that last stuff.

Camping and a market. I hope the market is open 24 hours.
I've been camping and let me tell ya, sometimes you wake
up in your tent in the middle of the night and your stomach
is screaming DORITOS.

When I was a kid and we would go out to eat, no matter where,

there were occasions when my dad's eyes would look at me sternly and I

would know what they were saying: "Lizzy, this is not a play place."

We kids did not have restaurants like this back then. I sure wish we did.

I would have said, "But daddy.." and pointed at the freakin sign.

Of course... then I'd of been in real trouble.

If you open a pizza place and name it World's

Best Pizza, you are asking for a world of trouble (if you ask

me). You know how the public is these days? If your pizza is

not the world's best pizza, and a whole LOT of people are going

to think it's not, you're gonna be in for some long days.