Posts Tagged Nachos
So, I’m still, you know, whatever, or lazy, something. So, I figured why no continue the “Day in Pictures” theme? I mean, it’s easy to take pictures that mostly no one will care about but me, and even easier to post them to a blog. So, yeah, it’s money.
I thought this guy was pretty cool. Way cooler than that lazy MGM lion that’s just been laying around and growling for more than half a century. Come to think of it, I think I need a pair of these to flank my driveway. Because nothing would say, “Welcome to La Casa de Puddin, enjoy your stay under our protection, but don’t touch the friggin’ silver” like the King of the Jungle standing guard in the suburbs.
A pair of towels and a child’s swim vest drying in the afternoon sun. Which is a lot of words to simply say, “summer.”
Sir Feasts-in-the-corner just hopes the Queen will relent and let him out of the “Punishment Corner of Shame” before the pheasant course is served. He always loved the pheasant most, and if he’d known Her Grace would have taken such umbrage at the remark about her knickers, he’d have thought twice about it.
It wouldn’t be a day-in-pictures without nachos. And look, these haven’t been eaten yet! Oh! Hai, tasty, tasty jalapenos! Get in mah Belly!
Good work, jalapenos. Top marks for following directions. Cleary these nachos were terrible. So terrible they could not be allowed to exist in a big pile. Separating them—via consumption—seemed the only reasonable choice.
You can’t tell from the picture, but this statue of lady Liberty is a glass mosaic. I couldn’t help but be a little struck by seeing liberty represented by something shiny, beautiful (shut up, it is NOT gawdy) and incredibly fragile.
And that’s enough picture-based nonsense for me.
I know I’m supposed to be a words guy and everything, but there’s no time for the customary 1000-word dissertation on the nature of bar soap today. So I took some pictures. Now, trust me, there’s pretty much no one likely to ever mistake my photography skill for, well, skill.
No one, at least, that isn’t mostly blind in one eye and wearing a patch over the other.
But, something about each of images of the world below caught my eye. And, hey, since a phone with a camera is pretty much a birthright at this point, I figured, “why not photograph that?”
So, I did.
This is one of the most serene ponds I have ever personally seen. Right up until the Creature From Serenity Pond rose up and ruined everyone’s day. You can’t see it in this shot, but he’s totally just over to the right off camera. I’m telling the truth, I swear. Big teeth, pointed ears, fish gills, wicked bad breath. I’m lucky I made it out alive.
Fountains are cool. Grotesques are even cooler. Horned Grotesque Fountains, tho? Bloody jackpot, mate. For real.
There was hunger. The nachos arrived. Mistakes were made.
And then repeated.
This is a terrible shot, but that bridge is all kinds of pretty. I’d blame the camera, but I think we all know it’s a poor plumber who blames the tools. Hey, let’s see how well you take pictures with the Creature From Serenity Pond on your tail.
Now, say Goodnight, Pud’n.