Once upon a time, in a lifetime faraway, my grandfather owned a diner. From the days of my earliest memories, Pop ran the diner. He rose at 4:30 every morning, without an alarm clock. He started the grills, warmed up the dishwasher, and welcomed the first customers at 6 AM. This was who he was. He made up for it with a daily nap in his downstairs office most afternoons.
For this week’s Throwback Thursday, let’s go eight years back to an old blog post… which will then take us even farther back.
It will be like time travel.
Don’t you love the internet?
Click here => Heron Flight – June 26, 2006 – “Tommy”
I was running along in the 90-degree afternoon when I saw two baby turkeys staring at me from the side of the road. There turned out to be several little ones and two adults. The small ones flew when I got too close.
(But the real turkey is the guy who didn’t think quick enough to hold his phone horizontally. Damn.)
I know it’s been close to 90 degrees lately. But remember this past winter?
Arrived in New Orleans on honeymoon.
Found this notice in the taxi.
The sign says ‘may be a First Degree Murder offense…”
A good lawyer can work with that.
Stick to the plan.
I was in State College, PA for a few days this week. The weather was perfect for running and I ran each morning through Penn State owned farmland and around the very large football stadium, which stands there like a gigantic alien spaceship in the midst of pastures and mountains.
It was on the second day that I spotted these creepy cats staring at me from the cement wall at the entrance to a tunnel beneath Interstate 99. I stopped and stared for a moment, baffled that I ran past them the day before and did not notice them. I am not a morning runner. At first I thought maybe I was having a pre-breakfast, hunger-induced hallucination. But no. Those cats were definitely there, staring at me, thinking fiendish feline thoughts, waiting for me to enter the tunnel.
I ran like hell.
I hate cats.
My gal says this doodle reminds her of this photo:
I wish I had drawn that instead.