Picture Sunday

Good evening ladies and gentlemen and everyone in between. It's Sunday, so that must mean it's time for some pictures!

Tonight I'm bringing you: Picture Sunday - The Road Edition!

Well, as you may know by now, yesterday was a fateful day here in Betland. I drove original podmobile one last time, to the dealership to say goodbye to him forever. It was a nice drive, and even though I was cautious, I can't say I was scared my steering wheel would take flight again and I'd be drifting off the road with no control. I played some of my favorite CDs, even though I should have played some cassettes, as I guess I'll never again own a car with a cassette player in it. Betland Trivia: What was the last song ever played in original podmobile? "Shubbee's Doobie," by Bela Fleck and the Flecktones. Remember that in case there's a quiz later. Anyway, Sherman and I said our goodbyes in private, at Mr M's, before we took him back. "One Last Kiss."



Sing along with me to the tune of "Last Kiss:" I was out on a date in the podmobile, and then I lost my steering wheel, there in the road straight ahead, I couldn't steer, I knew I was dead....

Insert your own lines after that.

I thought by way of a little podmobile tribute, as a way to gain some closure so I can begin loving podmobile2 and grooming him into my new trusty, stalwart, valiant friend, I'd show you some pictures of places I've been and things I've seen in my old green automotive friend. And, oh, some of the things I've seen. Unfortunately, those things I didn't have a camera with me for.

A few years back I took a trip to DC to see Glenn Tilbrook. In the offing I met several of my online #squeeze friends, and it was a great time. And on the way back I was feeling meanderous and decided that instead of zipping back via interstate the whole way I'd take a detour onto the Blue Ridge Parkway and drive a good portion of it home. This photo comes from that trip. I guess this would be titled "Somewhere in Virginia."

Wow, that's a big picture.

Next, if you read my Friday blog, and if you didn't why didn't you, you know that when I go to Atlanta there are two things I can count on, and one is the Big Peach.

See, apparently Gaffney, South Carolina is a big peach center. I know that off I-85 you see a shitload of peach trees everywhere you look. You also see this, the town's water tower. But we know it lovingly as the Big Peach.

It really is a magnificent sight. However, if you look at it in just the right light it looks like someone's ass. With a leaf on it. But it's cool, not only because let's face it, people, it's a giant peach, but it also means that you're getting oh-so-close to the end of your trip to the Big City.

Our final road picture comes from somewhere local. Well, ish, anyway. W'ville is a town about 40 minutes south of here. They have something so magnificent you all should see it. In person, too, why don't you all come down and visit.

This little landmark has been around for as long as I can remember. In fact, when I was a little kid we used to ask my folks if, no matter where we were going, they'd take us there via W'ville so we could see the Big Pencil. The Big Pencil governs an office supply store. It's such a sight to behold, whether you're a little kid or a big kid.

Believe it or not, the side entrance to the store has giant scissors over it, but they're not nearly as big or bright as the Big Pencil. Long may it wave.

And that brings us to to our recipe du jour, which has nothing to do with the road, really, unless you take into consideration that some would hit the road to avoiding eating it. Say hello to Fruit Barbecued Cornish Hens.



Well, well, well well well. When I first looked at this picture I saw chickens with sticks up their butts. Turns out the chickens were unharmed, except for being killed and cooked, and it's the fruit with the sticks up their butts.

What can I say? I'm not a fan of meats and fruits cooked together, so I'm biased from the beginning, and Cornish Hens always look so dirty, laying there with their legs spread out, and holy shit, there are bananas on that skewer! Who wants bananas on a grill with their Cornish Hens? It is a hell of a nice touch, though, those little single cherries lovingly skewered at the end of each fruit stick.

The Card says have this with rice and asparagus and ambrosia loaf. I don't know what ambrosia loaf is, I don't want to know what ambrosia loaf is....

Happy week.

Betland's Olympic Update:
* I watched "The Russians Are Coming, The Russians Are Coming" last night. I now have the immense urge to yell, "Emergency! Everybody to get from street!"
* I got some floor mats for podmobile2. They're very nice except for one thing - they stink. I mean, they really stink. I'm leaving my car windows open tonight to see if it helps, but thanks to them, goodbye, new car smell.