Diva's Zentangle challenge # 41- Duo- Tangle: Jonqal & Opus

Rocky Horror Show & Dinner at The Prado

Thanks to our friend, Marge, we enjoyed a wonderfully quirky musical at The Old Globe. While some people were partaking of Shakespeare next door (The Tempest, I think) we were singing along to the joyful, shocking, campy music of the Rocky Horror Show.

The movie became a cult classic and was known for the audience participation and costumes. The audience here in San Diego was a little more staid, except for this guy.

Before the show we had dinner at The Prado, which is a beautiful restaurant right here in Balboa Park. It's also walking distance to the Old Globe.  It was Restaurant Week in San Diego so they had special dinners with special prices.

Nancy, Marge and Jane had the salmon.

I had Thai Chicken with bright orange pasta. I thought it was covered in carrots when it first appeared.

Nancy had a beautiful sculpture topping her flan.

 It was a wonderful evening!

Pinwheels for Peace- Diva's weekly challenge #40

Sept. 21 was The International Day Of Peace also Pinwheels For Peace Day (also my peaceful and pleasant birthday).

Quasimodo's replacement- just for a laugh!

I saw this on Martin's blog- http://fridgesoup.blogspot.com. It was posted by friko and it made me laugh. (Shows what kind of a sense of humor I have!)

After Quasimodo's death, the bishop of the Cathedral of Notre Dame sent word through the streets of Paris that a new bell ringer was needed.

The bishop decided that he would conduct the interviews personally and went up into the belfry to begin the screening process.

After observing several applicants demonstrate their skills, he had decided to call it a day.

Just then, an armless man approached him and announced that he was there to apply for the bell ringer's job. The bishop was incredulous.

'You have no arms !'

'No matter,' said the man. 'Observe !'

And he began striking the bells with his face, producing a beautiful melody on the carillon.

The bishop listened in astonishment; convinced he had finally found a replacement for Quasimodo.

But suddenly, as he rushed forward to strike the bell, the armless man tripped and plunged headlong out of the belfry window to his death in the street below.

The stunned bishop rushed down two hundred and ninety five church steps, when he reached the street, a crowd had gathered around the fallen figure, drawn by the beautiful music they had heard only moment before.

As they silently parted to let the bishop through, one of them asked,

'Bishop, who was this man ?'.

'I don't know his name,' the bishop sadly replied,



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' ................ BUT HIS FACE RINGS A BELL'



WAIT ! WAIT ! There's more


The following day, despite the sadness that weighed heavily on his heart due to the unfortunate death of the armless campanologist, the bishop continued his interviews for the bell ringer of Notre Dame.

The first man to approach him said, 'Your Excellency, I am the brother of the poor armless wretch that fell to his death from this very belfry yesterday.

I pray that you honour his life by allowing me to replace him in this duty.'

The bishop agreed to give the man an audition, and, as the armless man's brother stooped to pick up a mallet to strike the first bell, he groaned, clutched at his chest, twirled around, and died on the spot.

Two monks, hearing the bishop's cries of grief at this second tragedy, rushed up the stairs to his side.

'What has happened ? Who is this man ?' the first monk asked breathlessly.



'I don't know his name,' sighed the distraught bishop, 'but..'





(. . . Wait for it ...)




(.. . . It's worth it.. ..)






'HE'S A DEAD RINGER FOR HIS BROTHER.'

Diva challenge- Love

The Grim Reaper takes an interest in politics

Obsessed with Paradox

Paradox is the title of a Zentangle tangle. It's one of the more difficult ones. I've been trying to do it for the longest time and now I've finally got it. And now I can't stop.
The Diva Challenge this week was to use only Paradox. She calls it "Pair of Ducks" because that's what comes to her mind whenever she says it. So here's my "Pair of Ducks". And lots more Paradox.

 

 

A few of the cats and dogs in our life.

You can lead a dog to water...

Time for the beauty salon!

Living on the edge!

Could you get me the next size up?

The new cat houses are built and ready for occupancy.

 

 This one is right outside the office.

This one is off my bedroom...

...with a beautiful view. I hope Chloe and Zoe appreciate it.

Standard & Poor

zendalas

What if millionaires paid their fair share?

If millionaires were simply paying the same level of federal income taxes as they were in the mid-1990s, the federal government would have collected an additional $65 billion in revenues in 2009. That amount of revenue over 10 years, $650 billion, exceeds the cuts to domestic discretionary programs in the budget deal. Those $600 billion in cuts will result in reduced investment in infrastructure, education, housing, public health, food and drug safety, medical research, law enforcement, and other important areas.

Proponents of the Bush tax cuts argued that lower taxes on top earners would boost the economy. That didn’t happen. The United States experienced real economic growth of 3.2 percent during the 10 years before the Bush tax cuts but only 1.7 percent since. (And this anemic growth was not just a result of the Great Recession; pre-recession growth from 2002 to 2007 averaged only 2.7 percent.) The IRS data also show the effect of the recession on middle-class families: Average income declined 14 percent from 2007 to 2009.
 By Seth Hanlon,  Director of Fiscal Reform at the Center for American Progress. 

Tax cuts

Sepia Saturday- Running boards

The theme this week is "running boards".

I posted this photo last year and wrote about the rumble seat. So here it is again, doing double duty as a "running board" photo.

( I just went back to "Sepia Saturday" and noticed that I remembered it wrong. The theme isn't running boards, it's "bumpers". Boy, do I feel dumb!!! Well, this car does have bumpers. )

I'm not sure who the people are. The woman looks like my Aunt Phyllis and the man behind her looks like her husband, my Uncle Glenn. But it also looks like Glenn's brother, Bob. If it's Uncle Bob....shame on her. But maybe Glenn is taking the picture.

I think the man in the front is Jimmie O'Conner, a friend of my father's.  The only thing I know about him is from a picture of him pointing to the lake with a caption that says, "this is where Jimmie fell in the lake. That photo always made my father laugh.

For more Sepia Saturday click here.

New Zentangles (Diva's Challenge #32) and a Zendala

Pants on fire!!!

Ayn Rand, defrocked

The next time one of your "tea bagger" friends quotes Ayn Rand to you here's some ammunition. It's from an excellent article by Herb Crowther.  If you're interested read the whole article here:

"the heroine of the new Republicans was a pacifist who opposed the Vietnam War, a feminist who supported abortion, an adulteress who preached free love, a bohemian who mocked family life and child-bearing, an elitist who sneered at the common man, and, after all her “nanny state” rhetoric, a recipient of Social Security and Medicare and a late, sick convert to the benefits of socialized medicine."

"A passion for the prose and philosophy of Ayn Rand tells us a great deal about an individual, none of it good. There are few surer signs of a poor reader, a poor thinker and an unpleasant person than a well-thumbed copy of Atlas Shrugged or The Fountainhead."

The Whining of the Bulls

Fair Composite

Robert, from Blue Heron Blast, made this composite from two of my Fair photos. 

I love it!

Thanks, Robert.

(How did you do that?)

Meet me at the fair

The San Diego County Fair at Del Mar.  A few photos.

Some prize winning flowers.

The fun to shoot "fun zone".

The beautiful merry go round.

Bananas seemed to be the most sought after prize from the game booths. Everyone was walking around with one, from small ones to these gigantic ones with dreadlocks.

Lots of wonderful tee shirts.

Girls, too tired to be afraid of the monster over their shoulder.

Etc.