August 31, 2011

Tough Luck Thomas

My sister-in-law's alleged killer was refused bond reduction today. He's still languishing in the Louisville Jail. Awww. I hope he rots until he's found guilty in his April trial.

August 28, 2011

Anchorage in 1879

I came across an old platte map of Anchorage, an old neighborhood just north of where we live. It was a place for the wealthy to live and play, founded who knows when. We go through Anchorage when we do our five mile walk.

Notice up in the upper left hand corner "Lunatic Asylum" and the little icon of the building. (You'll have to click on it for a bigger version.) They tore that building down around ten year ago. It's known now as Central State Hospital and the present version is about a mile down the road.

August 19, 2011

Cruisin the Aisles

Wife and I went to the grocery, our weekly Friday night thang. They're remodeling the Kroger and we're still trying to get a feel for it. Most guys don't like doing the grocery thing. I find it relaxing, sauntering up and down the ailes, pushing the cart (in Western Kentucky they're called buggies.) Going past the ever mysterious evaporated milk, the chic pet food they market to people's taste, and WHAT THE...? There's a can of Heintz SPOTTED DICK. I can't help but be juvenile about this and make a few remarks to wife.

I had to look it up...from Wikipedia: Spotted dick is an English steamed suet pudding containing dried fruit (usually currants) commonly served with custard. Spotted refers to the dried fruit (which resemble spots) and dick may be a contraction or corruption of the word pudding (from the last syllable) or possibly a corruption of the word dough or dog, as "spotted dog" is another name for the same dish with the use of plums rather than currants. Another explanation offered for the word "dick" is that it comes from the German word for "thick" or dick.

There you have it. I think one night I'll have a nice steaming bowl of SPOTTED DICK!

August 9, 2011


I washed my danger Ranger last night. Washed it real thorough, inside and out. On my way to work this morning I noticed all the vehicles I saw looked sparkling clean. Damn, I thought, must've been a mass thinking of like minds the previous evening.

After a few minutes I realized everything looked clean because it had been so long since I cleaned my windshield...duh.