Bernie's Journey
Friday, February 27, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Music is striking my heart today
The Airborne Toxic Event Sometime around Midnight
Darryl Worley Sounds like Life to Me
The Killers Spaceman
My Chemical Romance Welcome to The Black Parade
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
GBY
Manly Men
The boys came over last night. Scott & Doug are in town for Michaela's home gymnastics meet. They came over, and Dave and Dan too. We played Rock Band, some trivia, some euchre, watched Beowulf on blu-ray. That kind of turned into Mystery Science Theater 3000. Then we went to The Bar on Lime Kiln.
Slept late this morning.
Sunday, February 08, 2009
Fox Cross 1-7-2
Went to Lambeau with Jamie and Dave yesterday. They had a community activity day. It turned out that Jamie was on the high edge of the age scale for the activities they had there, so the long lines convinced us to move on to geocaching after the karate demo.
We found a few caches, had lunch and played some darts at The Bar where Dave used to work. (Jamie won - 301) Then we headed to Riviera bowling alley where my friend Jeff Kite was bowling. He lives in Eau Claire, he was my roommate in Platteville, and we recently have been talking on Facebook. He let me know he was going to be in town for the State Tournament and I told him we'd stop by for a couple of beers and some catching up. He's a pretty good bowler, too. In the meantime, Jamie played skee-ball and various other ticket-earning games to win some prizes.
Shelly dropped Kayla off after her gymnastics meet last night - she did very well. Then we watched Wall-E on Blu-Ray. Michaela wasn't feeling well, so we mostly hung out with computer games and Rock Band today. Jamie conquered the medium level on guitar.(Got a little fresh air with a game of 500 and a trip to Copps for nachos ingredients.)
Thursday, February 05, 2009
Happy Birthday, Mom!
My Mom showed me how to be kind
My Mom shows me how to live
I love Me Mither
(by the by, I just sat down, after cleaning and listening to Sigur Ros - which means I'm tired and mellow - to try to find pictures of Scobey cousins. As I opened the album to a picture of Annemarie and me when we were littlun's, a light bulb burned out. It sounded like a flash bulb as I opened the page. It was one of three, on the the overhead fixture attached to the ceiling fan. The one casting light upon me, as the fan spread the warmth 'round the room. In my experience, bulbs burn out more often upon ignition.)
ps: she is the cat's mother