Greenday.

Green Day's been around awhile now. I've been a fan since their first c.d., Dookie, hit the charts, I took oldest to see them when he was about the age the Lads are now. That was, what, 8 years ago? Sumpin' like that. Saw them with Blink 182 and Jimmy Eat World in Atlanta. This was before American Idiot cemented Green Day's certain entry into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, and Blink 182 was headlining, because Green Day didn't have an album out. Green Day was easily the best show. The energy was great and they seemed to genuinely enjoy performing. Green Day's in Atlanta again this weekend, and babymamma and I got tickets for the Lads. 'Course, somebody's got to take them...

Dookie had several hits, but Longview was my favorite.



The Lads' favorite from Green Day's new effort, 21st Century Breakdown, is 21 Guns.



Peacemaker's mine.



Anyway, gotta get back to work. I'll post the trip when I get back.

Out of Pocket.

I'm gonna be scarce for the next few days. I remember hearing a peer from Tennessee use the term "out of pocket" to describe his pending absence. Dumb as I thought it sounded when I heard it, I've about worn it out myself. I've got another term of criminal court this week, and it looks to be a busy term. I dunno. We'll see.

Sam and Ella's.

Sam and Ella's is definitely a place you do not want to get fish. Even salmon. Especially salmon. This fish was definitely not that fish. Scottish salmon, it was, seasoned with herbs fresh from the garden. Talk about GOOD! Add roasted zucchini with feta cheese, mahogany wild rice and a glass of mighty fine Pinot Gris wine, and you've got yourself a feast. Not sure what I did to deserve this, but I ain't complaining.

A Hunting I Will Go.

My buddy, Phil the Gator Hunter, talked me into entering the lottery to apply for an alligator hunting permit. Looks like I was successful. I've been hunting a few times, but never shot anything. I've seen plenty of deer, but only once when I was looking for them. Good. One episode of the the early 1990's t.v. series Northern Exposure, "A Hunting We Will Go" was about Dr. Joel's first- and only- hunting trip. He shoots, then tries to save, his prey. He comments that he gets the excitement of the hunt, but doesn't care for the result. The killing is good; the dying? Not so much. Anyway, I like deer, and I really have no desire to kill them. Alligators? Them, I could kill. At least, that's the plan. 'Course, I could end up like this guy:

Happy Birthday, Babymama.

I had a pile of kids at the Manor over the weekend. Caroline and the Twins plus four friends. Sunday morning the bodies were everywhere. The place looked like the Frat house the night after a big game. The posse was headed back to Beaufort to TT and C's mom's. She just celebrated a birthday of some sort (I'm guessing 39 again), and the kids wanted to bake her a cake. Responsible parents should never allow teenagers to bake, much less decorate, a cake. The phrase "Fut the Shuck Up" is of AndyMan vintage. One of his peers is named Mr. Shuck, giving rise to the A-Man's dangerous combination of words. I'm informed and believe that the gods were not smiling on Ange one day in class, and, well, you can guess the rest. It was all in good fun. My Babymama and I have had our differences, but she's got a decent sense of humor, and she told me that the cake was delicious.

Horde. The cat is definitely horde.

My internet buddy, John in Illinois, has gone MIA. I've counted on him to supply opinions with which I don't necessarily agree (but enjoy reading), and pictures of kittehs and kitsch. I guess I'll sub for awhile. Caroline's kitty, Pharaoh, got up in the foosball pocket. Check out the World of Warcraft box on the floor beneath Pharaoh. For the uninitiated, World of Warcraft participants are in one of two gangs: alliance or horde. Check out the eyes. Yep. Pharaoh is definitely horde.

The Beatles

Oldest son spotted this bug in the yard. He tells me it's from the order coleoptera; a beetle in the vernacular. Not a bad guess, as beetles represent 40% of all insects and are the largest order in the animal kindom according to bug-guide. Still, I couldn't find the particular monniker for this little guy. Unless someone tells me different, I'm calling him a "Davis-beetle". We videoed him, too:
Well if that beetle doesn't suit you, maybe these will: