The One about Dinosaurs

What do you say when you see a blind dinosaur?

Do you think he saurous???

Try

This is great. More of this please.

Cubby on Painting

This week I painted my bedroom "aloof gray" by Sherwin Williams.

Modeled here by Cubby, who cried outside the closed door while I was painting until I let her in - then immediately rubbed her body all over the nearest wall of wet paint.

"Are you painting? Let's get some of my fur on that wall forever."

Gray paint, gray dog.

Cubs-Reds June 24

It's been so foggy and hazy in Chicago lately, and last night's Cubs-Reds game was no exception:

The Cubs must have had trouble seeing out there. They lost 6 to 1.

Casey watched with me:

She likes a plain dog.

I felt that I needed to add extra condiments to compensate, which resulted in an impressive mess. 

I got mustard everywhere, including my dress!

Cubs 1, Reds 6.

The One about Quitting

A guy went home from work one night and heard a voice.
The voice whispered to him, "Quit your job, sell your
house, take your money, and go to Vegas."

The man was disturbed about what he heard and ignored
the voice. The next day when he got home from work,
the same thing happened. The voice whispered to him,
"Quit your job, sell your house, take your money, and
go to Vegas."

Again the man ignored the voice, though he was very
troubled by the event. Every day, the man was
tormented by the same voice when he came home from
work: " Quit your job, sell your house, take your
money, and go to Vegas."

Each time the man heard the voice he became
increasingly upset. Finally, after two weeks, he
succumbed to the pressure. He quit his job, sold his
house, got together all his money, and headed to
Vegas. The moment the man got off the plane in Vegas,
the voice told him, "Go to Caesars Palace."
So he hopped into a cab and rushed over to Caesars Palace.
As soon as he set foot in the casino, the voice
echoed, "Go to the roulette table." The man did as he
was told.

When he arrived at the roulette table, the voice
firmly told him, "Put all your money on 17."
Nervously, the man cashed in his money for chips and
then put them all on 17. The dealer wished the man
good luck and spun the roulette wheel.

Around and around the ball caromed. The man anxiously
watched the ball as it slowly lost speed, until
finally it settled into number... 21.

The voice said, "Damn..."

An afternoon at the driving range

I am not a very good golfer, but I am trying to improve.

I spent an afternoon at the Lake Bluff Golf Club driving range, working on my swing and getting the feel back.

Geoff is good - he's nice about giving me tips (and buying me a beer afterwards).

I can get easily frustrated about golf, and sometimes it's very hard to keep a positive attitude. I am hoping to work up my courage and patience to actually go play a round soon - maybe for 9 holes at twilight, when the pace is a little slower. 

I'd love to find a group of ladies at my same skill level who want to get better together. 

A Father's Day Wine Challenge

My dad is very much a oenophile, so my sister and I devised a wine tasting challenge for father's day. A holiday is not considered a real holiday in our house without a little competition.

We blind-tasted five varietals, all red, all domestic: merlot, cabernet sauvignon, petite syrah, zinfandel, and pinot noir.

We covered the labels with brown paper, numbered one through five. At stake was a small prize - some steak spice from the new spice shop in town.

(we removed the foil, too, after I took this picture.)

We let the wine breathe for half an hour and then everyone tasted and tried to guess... 

And guess who won... 

Big surprise. Showing off his prize. Note the t-shirt.

Happy Fathers Day to my dad!