Thursday, January 31, 2013

Detectives

                                                Photo;Shandra Beri

They do not wear uniforms, but they wear their 'street clothing' as though it is a uniform. In other words; inspection perfect. The detectives (at least the ones I saw today) looked like a mash-up (perfectly pressed and coiffed of course...) of ex-military, pro-golfers, tel-evangelists and those republican politicians that use hair spray as weaponry against their head hairs to force them to submit into a single body (immoveable and precise). Sitting compliantly upon the cranium of the wearer, the well-mapped topography of the keratin helmet then shouts it's silent declaration of (one can only presume..) exactly what it is that the wearer stand for.

Now, coupled with this impeccably self conscious visual presentation, there is also a jagged, gnarly, constantly scanning bad-ass 'personal radar' thing they have going on (they really do look into you...) plus the fact that you KNOW they've seen... dead people. (And not in the way I saw John's carcass painted with make-up, laced up in cheap Men's Warehouse suit and laying in a cheesy polyurethaned coffin) More like 'what has been seen cannot be unseen', dead people.

They inhabit another realm.

Anyway, I like that they can get all legally 'sharkey' -especially if it's on your behalf. But they didn't really offer much hope that they could catch the mooks that are swiping all the UPS deliveries on our street before any of us can get home to collect them.

Casa de Lunch Today...

 Photo;Shandra Beri
  Photo;Shandra Beri
 Photo;Shandra Beri

Even at 3 in the afternoon, it was too dark at our table to take any photos of our incredible cuisine, but these murals had spotlights on them.  

I think I need to admit I have a habit of saying, 'Sure, Mexican sounds great!'....

Tire Portal

 Photo;Shandra Beri
Photo;Shandra Beri
Photo;Shandra Beri
 Photo;Shandra Beri

I've only done this once before and it got a little... dicey. It should be okay though. Look, don't follow me unless you're certain you can live with the possibility we might not be able to return.  



Wednesday, January 30, 2013

The Smart Boys Are Always The Sexiest...



 “The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.”

― Socrates

Lurvely...

  • Alphabet–Grand Centralbook, 2010 
    This is a small alphabet book. All the photos were taken in Grand Central Terminal, New York. Typeface used: Baskerville
  • A to Z
  • Via; http://www.typographyserved.com/gallery/AlphabetGrand-Central/1339875

Mrs.Darling McBatshit Crazy

#1. She transfers her kibble, mouthful by silent mouthful into secret stash spots all over the house. (when The Great Depression hit in the 30's, she apparently vowed she would not be unprepared the next time TSHTF ).

#2. She checks the doors in the evening to see if they are locked at least 1/2 dozen times EVERY NIGHT before she is able to bed down.

#3. She hides everything from rolls of duct tape (wtf...), corncobs (really, NO IDEA where she even gets these...) and what look to be sharp, lethal 'doggie shanks' in her crate. Every day I have to shake her crate down like we're in a high security wing on Rikers Island.

#4. Although she is most often a blustering, seemingly fearless, butch asshole to other dogs (if she was a person, she wouldn't even own a dog...), she is actually as emotionally fragile as a butterfly wing, gets hurt feelings often and holds a desperate fear of the dark. In fact the only way to keep her from squealing an unending high-pitched fear bark when we take her on a night walk is to clip a high-powered LED headlight onto her collar so that the street before her lights up like the Vegas Strip.

Monday, January 28, 2013

Lady Killer

Photo; Shandra Beri

Walking Henry is like walking with a movie star. EVERYONE wants to admire and fawn over him. He on the other hand cannot really be bothered. Despite the waves of human enthusiasm rushing over him wherever he goes, his list of concerns are me, swimming, ball, food, and the BF (in that order...).

It seems his indifference only inspires more desire.

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Tiny

tiny-studio-apartment
Cozy...
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I love this but it would be such a pain in the ass to haul my giant dog up to that loft every night- which he would DEFINITELY insist upon!
Source

Carnitas Michoacanas


To our horror, our favorite Mexican dive has apparently closed their doors. We wandered like starving Bedouins until we stumbled upon what looked like a contender for a replacement. There was no grade on the door. We were so wracked with despair- we didn't care...
All Photos; Shandra Beri

You now know everything we know... we'll let you know how it turns out.