You don't often see Speedy Gonzales these days. Yet here he is, and he seems to be making a delicious sandwich of some kind.

For those not in the know, Speedy is a Warner Brothers Looney Tunes cartoon character known as "The Fastest Mouse in all Mexico". The early Speedy Gonzales was some time back deemed racist/stereotypical. I am a little surprised to see Mr. Gonzales advertising this Mexican food restaurant.

That's a bold statement.

Happy Easter, friends.

Here is a docile little baby rattlesnake that resides on my computer table. And of course you know he is a fake snake, Jake. This guy is used to train dogs to avoid little rattlers. His rattles rattle and if the pooch gets too personal...

BOINK!

...Fido gets a sharp little snake nose poke on his little doggie nose. I've never used it. I acquired it from a person who used to live in these here parts. I just like him hangin' out with me.

I will probably post more photographs taken at this location in the future as it is one of my favorite places ever. This is the entrance to the Autry Museum of Western Heritage in Griffith Park, California. It is a museum that I try to visit once a year, usually in the summer months. I took this photo during one of those times and the temperature that day was about 103 (although it is usually chilly in the museum).

Outstanding.

All of those cars you see in the distance are for the Los Angeles Zoo which is directly across from The Autry.

 I usually have the museum almost to myself. I see lot's of tourists just whiz right through the Autry Museum. I don't think they appreciate the western treasure greatness that is displayed before them.
Tsk tsk. Off to Disneyland with them.

Now don't misunderstand me, me buckos.... Disneyland is probably my first favorite place ever, but hey, if you're at the Autry, slow down and smell the gunpowder.

This is the HUGE "barn like" structure at the Barona Resort and Casino in San Diego. Barona is a lot of fun (and I am not talkin about gambling, I don't gamble save for a couple of dollars) and the buffet is great. I've stayed in the hotel overnight and the amenities are really nice. There is a landline on the wall next to the toilet and there's also a HUGE (like the barn) lighted magnifying mirror (I fear them, but handy) at the sink.

I suppose I am easily impressed anymore.

I was out on our road today and took this picture. The purple flowers in the foreground are called echium candicans or echium fastuosum, or as us ama-cheers call 'em, Pride of Madeira.

Anyway... It's a beautiful day out, so I think I will celebrate it by going inside and doing housework.

Hoo-RAH!

Last night I had a dream. A bee kept landing on my hand and it was freaking me out. I am really afraid of bees and being stung. That dream woke me up. Later on I dreamt that somebody was running a loud chainsaw and THAT woke me up. The chainsaw turned out to be a very loud bee buzzing over my bed, for real. I jumped up, grabbed a fly swatter and did what I done had to do.

A bee once stung me as I was washing our car. It stung me right between my toes. That hurt. I took a picture of that varmint and here she is.

Come to think of it, that's the third time I was stung while washing our car. That car doesn't get washed much anymore.

Stadium Pizza

Okay, it's not like I'm gonna post pictures of pizza every week, but will ya look at that? That pizza is art. Look at the grease. We had this pizza at a sports place of sorts I guess. I'm totally not into the sports end, just the pizza end.

 

I still have a few pieces in the refrigerator and I like 'em cold. I'm gonna go get one (or two) now. If you were here, I'd share.

 

Just kidding.

I woke up one morning and this lizard was sunning in my window. He looks normal lizard size, but he was actually a baby. These guys are really mellow. They just sit there and watch me sometimes. Like trees do.

This tree was totally watching me.

But when I made a quick move to my right,

it totally started watching somebody else.

"It is always by way of pain one arrives at pleasure."
Marquis de Sade

Ladies and Gentleman...

I present further evidence that the Borden Ranch guacamole bowls

will not be deep with dip this year.

Here are a couple of small stretches of road on our property. I took these pictures with an old Sony Mavica and the quality is not so great. Some of these roads are pretty steep and the first time I was on them some many years ago, they were spooky. Now they are just.... there. But I have to be vigilant.

Loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong drops await them what don't pay attention.

Here's a lovely little number that I like to call,

 "Waiting For The Novocain To Take Effect In Preparation For A Tooth Extraction".

I took this photo about three weeks ago and yes, perhaps the title is a bit wordy, but it is accurate.



I had pizza yesterday. This pizza. This pizza place makes some BIG ASS pizzas lemmie tell ya. There is more cheese on this pizza than in the whole state of Wisconsin (pretty much).

 Seeing as how pizza is either my first or second favorite type of food, I am usually able to eat more than two pieces. Not with this one. No way. The only thing I am not real fond of with this place is that they put the toppings under the cheese. I guess that would make them bottomings, but we won't go there.

That there round thing is a quarter I put down for size reference. Anyway...

Do you think the karma is worse for doing this to a frog,

or for keeping a frog that this has been done to?

And why are we always compelled to put stuff like

this with the liquor cabinet or bar area?



This is a boulder in my "neighborhood". It has been under vegetation for who knows how long. But when fire crews cleared some of the land, it revealed a white "line" of sorts on the boulder. I thought it was like some kind of layered rock formation or something. It peaked my curiosity so I took a closer look. It isn't what I thought. Somebody actually painted a freakin line all around it. I have NO idea when or why. It's not a property line or anything. It is just a boulder with a white line painted around it that was under brush for years and years.

You are now intrigued and aroused.



I've never had my own personal totem pole until now. I'm not sure what it means, but if I had to guess, I would think it means fox hawk turtle bear owl. My son gave it to me for Christmas. It's something that I would've never bought for myself and it's something that I don't often think about, but when I see it, it makes me happy. It can be used indoors or out, but I prefer to keep it inside.

When I was very young, my parents had a friend who took us on a flight all over Southern California in his private plane. This is a photograph I took of Los Angeles City Hall.

The year was 1965.