Day 348. Curds and Sway (SOLD)

Here's a little real-life scenario at the grocery store from a while back.  These are my friends, Stephen and Mark (although really the comeback was from another friend of Mark's) after observing someone buying the odd combination of vodka and string cheese.  I thought it was hilarious. (-:

Checkout Clerk:  "Just vodka and string cheese tonight?"

Shopper:  "Yep."

Mark:  "Now what in the world is he going to make with that?"

Stephen:  "Curds and sway?"

Too funny!

Day 248. Cricket Goo in My Shoe (SOLD)

A few nights ago, I was--what else--walking my dog Ebert right before bed.  It was dark out, and he was pulling me along.  Suddenly I felt something cold and wet on the underside of one of my feet.  We were just walking past a huge pine tree, and as you may now, a lot of times loamy material starts to form under the shade and debris of those big coniferous creatures.  I wasn't too concerned, until the streetlight shined above us, and I thought, I've got to get a good look at what I'm a feelin'.

And, eeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwww!  A squished cricket was sticking to my sole and my shoe!  I looked around and there were all sorts of these little guys jumping around on the sidewalk, out for a moonlight stroll, or hop, as if were.  Geez, I really did feel bad for the one I had squished--he had accidentally jumped into my pathway of rising foot/gaping shoe at just the wrong time.  )-:  I'm sorry cricket man.  I probably would have mourned you even more if my stomach hadn't been churning, and I hadn't been rushing toward a patch of grass for goo removal.