Brain Rot and The 5D

This morning I was sitting on the couch watching Bret Michael's Rock of Love Bus Tour, and I could feeeeel my brain start to atrophe. C'mon Bret...don't try to make us believe you're going to grow old with one of those skanks. Keep it real....admit that you just want a big ol' paycheck for doinkin' 10 chicks that can't see their own feet past the bodacious silicone ta-tas.

ANYWAY....

I turned off the TV, packed up the Canon 5D and a couple of lenses, and hit the road for Sterling,KS (my birth town). I went to the house my grandparents lived in til they died (Grandma first, then Grandpa a year later). The house is all but falling down, but I went inside long enough to look around, then back outside to shoot some photos. Grandma had ivy on either side of the porch for as long as I can remember, and it's completely taken over the front of the house now. It is beautiful, and when the sun shines on it just right, it shimmers. Click click,,more photos. Then I took a drive around the lake, and drove back home. It was a warm day, and this was "spring forward" day, so it stayed light well into the evening. I think Im going to look into buying a jeep this summer for some dirt road photography. The ol' Cougar gets stuck pretty easily on some of those deep sand roads.

Watched some pre-recorded shows this evening (DVR is the best thing since cable). I watch the cooking shows,,,they relax me. Til tonite. I started counting how many times Giada said "now I grab my ..." (zester,lemon,tart shell, etc). OCD on my part? I dont think so. I think she just really said it so many times that it started to zest on my nerves. Grab this, tart maker.
Im hooked on "Chopped". Four chefs get baskets of mystery ingredients and they have to McGuyver a gourmet meal out of them. The judges then "chop" the chef with the worst dish. Sometimes the ingredients go together pretty well,,,but every once in a while they get a Starburst candy chew, half a bottle of hot sauce, a slab of beef tongue and a sprig of dillweed. First,,,I grab my dillweed....

Tonite I will hook up my "dawn simulator" light gadget so I can spring out of bed tomorrow morning before noon. My basement bedroom is like sleeping in a cave, and I feel cheated when the alarm goes off and it's still dark and cool in there. It's perfect for sleeping, and lately, I haven't been rolling in to work til about noon. Guess we'll see if the sun rising on my dresser will prompt me to get up and at 'em.

The Vintulapop are sleeping soundly on the back of the couch. However, I walked by with a bowl of ice cream and saw Vinny crack one eye open, so he'll be here shortly to get his share. ... And as if on cue.......