Crikey!

Lori’s mom snapped this in Sequoia Natl Park. I haven’t the foggiest as to what it is, but it gives me the heebs and I’m quite sure it made an appearance in the Wrath of Khan…

Few More…

Per request, a few more pics up…
[ Hmmm… I need to figure out a way to get some of those Google ads in those iWeb photo galleries. Granted, only $30 so far, but maybe I can pay for 11 months of hosting out of the year instead of 12… that’s 8% savings! Yeah, screw you too.
UPDATE: Well, that was easy. Now I need to ask Google why this gallery has been tagged for PS3 ads. “Yellowstone 3” == “PlayStation 3”??? okay then… ]

Back for the Attack

No, I’m not referring to Dokken’s superb 1987 metalfest, but these panic/anxiety attacks which haunted me about 6 months ago. Guess what’s back?
I thought it was just my shitty job, and in particular, a few assholes there — who just really needed to die. I quit shitty job. The panis did go away for awhile, but now I’m back with the medicated joy that is Ativan.
Also back on the blood pressure medicine. (NORVASC — Pfizer patented natch, and thus super expensive. Bastards.) Even got myself one of those monitor things at Walgreens so I can get an early start as a paranoid retiree. (It’s sky high.)
I mean, I know I’m probably not going to stroke out, but it’s just a tiny bit distracting when it feels like death is imminent — for 3 days on end…
I ‘spose I’m trying to justify why I’m in the house when it’s just absolutely lovely outside and there’s this parade thing and a free concert in Stern Grove today…

So Gay

More pictures of Yellowstone — flowers, elk, coyote, pronghorn, raven, bison, waterfalls and even a super gay rainbow!

#1 Threat

Sexy Beast

Das Photos

I’ve managed to sneak off a few shots when not battling Germans for the best locations.
Knock yourself out. I’d put more up, were it not that I’m on dialup and I don’t like you that much anyway.
Tomorrow off to Jackson and the Tetons for two days.

Greetings from Yellowstone

Airport Fun

So I’m going through Salt Lake City today and this Wal-mart target demo fam parks it right in the middle of the path, nearly forcing me into their horde of supersized spawn and airport-appropriate rubber flipflops.
“Jesus!” I muttered under my breath, as I turned to circumvent..
Mom does a 180, gets all bug-eyed and snaps, “IS OUR LORD AND SAVIOR!”
Not quite the apology I was looking for, but twas fairly witty…
Anyway, my moms and I are parked about 20-odd miles outside of Yeller-stone. Nothing but rain on the drive out here, but at least we’re living large in the Caddy DTS. So eco-friendly.