Archive for July, 2005

Littlest Rascal

Tuesday, July 19th, 2005


A week from today the Rascal Fair will be hosted here.
I’ve tried to reach as many bloggers from Montana - or with Montana ties - as humanly and caninely possible. I know there are more of you hiding out there.

Probably in plain sight.

If you haven’t received the e-mail - here it is:

Dear Fellow Montana Blogger (or Honorary MT Blogger),

The next Rascal Fair will be hosted (hostessed?)
by yours truly at Karbon Kounty Moos.

The origin of the Rascal Fair and the schedule are
explained here:

There are also links here to see the previous volumes.

I feel odd about selecting “my best” post, so I rarely
enter the fair. I suppose I need to re-think that. For
those of you who have been contributors from the start
- keep up the good work! For those of you who have no
idea of what it’s about - please check it out.

Please send whatever post you’d like to have a bit
more exposure to rascalfair@mtpolitics.net by Monday
the 25th - this way I can put them all together, shake
them up and see what happens!

It can be the newest, the prettiest (c’mon all you
artists & photobloggers); the silliest; the most
serious; your “worst” - or a post that’s near & dear
to your heart. You get the picture - please - give me
some work!

Thanks,
Karen

Lone Star and Lady Star

Sunday, July 17th, 2005

An unused post card - made by Cardy-Lundmark Co., Chicago, U.S.A.

LONE STAR AND LADY STAR

LONE STAR is the largest milk cow in the world. Raised on the J-J Ranch of South Texas, her mother was a little Jersey weighing 530 pounds and her father of the Sacred Brahma breed of India ( a medium weight cattle). She is 11 years old, weighs approximately 3005 pounds, and stands 6 ft. 2 in. tall, abnormal in size, but normal in every other way. Standing alongside is LADY STAR, no relation, but a constant and adoring companion of LONE STAR. Believed to be the smallest perfectly formed cow in the world, she weighs but 206 pounds, stands 36 inches in height, and is 3 years old.

$500.00 reward is offered for proof of a living cow as large in every way as LONE STAR.

Owned by
Miss Jean Maulsby
129 Mulberry St. San Antonio, Texas

Friday Morning Commute

Saturday, July 16th, 2005

Actually, it was a trip to Powell, Wyoming.
As close to a commute as I’ll get.
You can view these photos (larger) and more on
my Flick’r site.
Here are some of the views -
which will open in a larger window when clicked on:




Montana Armory, Bozeman, Montana

Thursday, July 14th, 2005

Pub. by Owens Bros., Hillson Co., Boston, Berlin and Leipzig.

An unused, undivided back Post Card.

The gorge on the road to Mystic Lake, Bozeman, Montana

Happy Birthday Steve!

Wednesday, July 13th, 2005


A great day,
and a wonderful year
are wished for
my Cancerian brother.

May you stay forever young.

I can’t don cheap sunglasses & dance to
“Hot, Hot, Hot”.

Not without my wild & crazy partner.

Love & Miss You!

Come back to Montana soon.

Yes, you read that right

Tuesday, July 12th, 2005

Yes, you read that right
Originally uploaded by moos.

I keep thinking of Buster Poindexter.

How you feeling?

(Hot, hot, hot.)

Full lyrics here.

Blogging From Red Lodge

Tuesday, July 12th, 2005

is Levi - the nearest neighboring blogger known. He was snagged by the memes, too.

Here are his answers.

It’s a mad, mad, mad, mad meme. . .

Tuesday, July 12th, 2005

Or the most evil meme in the world. I can’t explain it - but here’s where Sam did. Craig snared me into it here. It’s truly bizarre - and here’s my offering. I know that some of these bloggers were tagged already, but they can breathe a sigh of relief - once is more than enough with this one…

“Have you ever had one of those days? You know where you just want to spank a windmill? Sometimes, you just want to grab your dishtowel and just dance?

I had one of those day some time ago. See, I was just talking to Darth Vader on the telly when I got a knock on the door. It turned out to be a Irish Dance Troupe. I really wasn’t in the mood to be bothered. I asked them what they wanted, when they said, “Are you starting with me?”.

I looked at them and said, “How do you like me now?”. Well, you should have seen the look on their face! They got really irritated and tried to grab me by my elbow. The Kid wasn’t havin’ that, though! I grabbed their tonsils, then I proceeded to put my kestrel in their hair!

While I was doing that, Levi showed up and asked was everything ok. I said that I was trying to handle this. Sarpy Sam asked could they join in and I said, “heck yeah!” Soon, they pulled out a spatula and began to frost the bad guy over the head! Then, Troy, Randy and Pandora showed up and they began to serenade the guy! After twenty minutes of that, we got bored with the whole thing and had a nice, tall glass of thunder. You know, when you have bad days, it’s good to know that you have friends who stick by you.”

Might I Be a Redneck?

Tuesday, July 12th, 2005

Friday was hot - very hot. I traveled to Billings for provisions. I stopped at the hospital and the frame store. I met a friend for lunch. That was great. The company, the conversation, the food, the air conditioning - all made it difficult to leave for the worst part of my journey. The trip to WalMart. Now I know that many folks consider it the root of all evil. My feelings are not that extreme. My paternal grandparents owned a true Mom & Pop grocery. Or more likely, a Pop & Mom grocery. But I’m sorry - there is something to be said for convenience. When I have to drive sixty miles for almost everything, it helps to be able to fill a shopping cart under one roof. I am always pressed for time. I made my Costco stop - which was fruitful. Then I pulled into the parking lot that I dread so much. As I exited my car, I heard an awful sound. Grinding, clunking and clanking - a van drove by me and pulled into a spot. All heads in the lot turned in unison to the source of the dying dinosaur. As we tried not to look. I noticed some greasy nuts on the asphalt. I walked back to the van and inquired about universal joints with its driver. Then I went into the store.

Nothing evil happened inside. Other than my spending a percentage of the operating loan on groceries. With brimming cart I checked out. Once bagged, the WalMart Associate wasn’t able to get everything back in the cart quite the way I had filled it. I was juggling and holding things in as I returned to the car. Halfway there, the beer fell under the wheels, and the box opened. Thank goodness for cans. I scrambled to gather them. One was hissing at me. Well, at least it was cold . At the car, I turned on the AC, unlocked the doors and opened the windows. I popped the trunk and the cooler lid. That’s when I noticed something odd. I use those ice packs - solid white rectangles that I keep in the freezer. I usually grap a clear plastic bag full of them to load the cooler. Well, I had grabbed a clear plastic bag of solid white rectangles from the freezer. But the rectangles were frozen soup bones, not ice packs. Oh well, they were still frozen - and doing the job. Thankfully, not defrosting. . .

I checked the beer. It had stopped foaming. I opened it. It wasn’t even mine - it was my husband’s brand. But it was cold. I drank most of it while I packed the car. By the time the cart was empty, the car had cooled down. So I closed the windows and polished off the beer. Does drinking a beer in the WalMart parking lot make me a redneck?

Victim #3 - Linn’s Meme

Saturday, July 9th, 2005

What I was doing 10 yrs ago:
Managing a household with 3 teenagers and one pre-teen.
5 yrs ago:
Getting poorer with 3 in college; 1 college student and 1 high schooler living at home.
1 yr ago:
1 child launched successfully, and on his own; 1 with a semester left of college; 1 child just changing his major; and youngest child finished his 1st year of college. None living at home, and bored so appointed to city council rather than look for a job to help pay for college.
Yesterday:
Had lunch with a friend which helped cool my anxiety of daughter returning home after a disappointing venture off into the world. Daughter arrives home safely and in good spirits.
5 snacks I enjoy:
Vanilla Soy Milk
Heated frozen berries w/vanilla ice cream
Chocolate
Cake donuts
5 songs I know all the words to:
Star Spangled Banner
Happy Birthday
Jesus Loves Me
5 Things I would do with $100 million:
Pay off childrens’ college debt
Pay taxes on it
See Paris
Save rest and leisurely decide
5 locations I would like to run away to:
Paris
Maine
Vancouver Island
Bozeman (to see my youngest child)
5 bad habits I have:
Popping pimples on members of family (all 5)
5 things I like doing:
Popping pimples on members of family
Attending City Council meetings
Sewing
Learning more about xeriscape gardening
5 things I would never wear:
Anything wool – it itches!
My birthday suit in public
5 TV shows I like:
CSI
Law and Order
Dead Zone
4400
5 Biggest Joys of the Moment:
Daughter being home
Running unopposed for city council
My air conditioning
My flowers blooming
No hornets yet
5 Favorite Toys:
Shredder
Ford Escape
New lawn sprinklers
5 next victims: ?????