Leona Helmsley's Dog

This is not her dog. It is just a random shot I took at a farm last week. Her pet is one of those annoying lap dogs..... this dog would just eat hers. She dropped dead and left her dog 12 million dollars. To a DOG. Now, I don't think the dog ever had a litter, so i'm not sure who he will leave it to. She left the man who drove her around all her life $100,000.000. The DOG got 12 million. Two of her grandchildren got nothing. The DOG got 12 million. I guess this is how rich folks make a point to their ex-communicated family members. So much poverty and suffering around the world and she leaves her DOG 12 million dollars.

Beautiful. Just fucking beautiful.

The Mullet of the automotive industry

Ah, the Ranchero. I happened upon this beauty while vacationing up north this summer. We were parked (yes parked) at the Tim Horton's on the main drag and this fellow was waiting at the drive-thru. I love these cars. I sometime see a fellow here in T.O. driving in black El Dorado.... another fine specimen. When it is time to trade-in the mini van, I just may get one of these. I can be guaranteed that the Princess won't be stealing the keys to my car and going out joy riding.

The Tim's in Bancroft was quite a show. We were trying to get on the road to return home and thought we would stop in for a quick java and some bits for the kids. Everyone wanted the drive-thru, but I went on a tirade about how lazy society is becoming when we can't even get out of our friggin' vehicles to get a hot beverage. Well, the line-up was outside the door and poor Doug had to wait more than a half-hour for our stuff while the kids melted in the cars. I spent my time counting pick-up trucks....... I love small towns.

The Weight Of Water

I am heading out of town again tomorrow for a week at a cottage with my babies. I'm so looking forward to just hanging by the water and watching them splash around. Mr. Bobo will, no doubt, spend the week in his super-hero one-piece bathing suit, while the Princess does 15 costume changes a day into any number of her super-model bikinis.

Doug and i took a leisurly bike around the neighbourhood last weekend and I was fortunate enough to score a large number of books on my "to-read" list. Okay, the Joseph Conrad is a re-read, but it will hopefully evoke memories of reading his complete works on the beach in Mexico more than 20 years ago. I shall drag them along to the dock with me and my noodle and just float.......... ah, summer.