I have had a very harrowing day coping with my electronic and technological gadgets all of which defied me at every turn and left me a broken shell of a person flung into the corner of the room like a pile of dirty laundry. Consequently, you don't get very many words out of me tonite, but I will try to fill up the column with a few pix.
One of the things which confounded me was the simple (?) task of trying to download some pics from my camera. Two hours and a bucket of tears later I finally found the pro blem.....I was using the download cable from my old camera not my new one. If the prongs all fit the various holes I cannot for the life of me understand why the old one should not work, but at least the correct one did work and enabled me to display this somewhat undistinguished Picture of the new and improved, softer version of Baskin in his favorite perch giving you the "look deeply into my eyes and I will turn you into a pumpkin" stare........otherwise known as the "Don't Fuck With Me, Kiddo".
This is supposed to be a pic of Winnie co vering her eyes with her paw as she tries to nap.......ny vision is poor so all I can be sure of is that it is a furry creature.
Same pose, perhaps a bit clearer but I know it will never win any prizes.
A view of my marvelous red trumpet vine blossoms.......too bad you can't see how huge they are but you can catch a glimpse of one of my numerous hummer feeders. The funny thing is that the trumpet vine flowers used to be a feast for the hummers till they tasted Lo's Home Brewed Nectar. Now they spurn the flowers for my offerings. I hope I have not ruined their lives....
And finally, a pitifully inadequate shot of the livestock lounging by the pool........I took 2 or 3 of these and none of them was any good, but being that I am merely a limp pile of dirty laundry thrown into a corner by my tech devices, I guess you should consider yourselves lucky to be getting even this dubious stuff.
And now, my precious followers, I must rush off to bed so I can arise with the dawn and see what is happening to the spreads, straddles and naked puts and calls in the Options Market.
Maverick of a weird, but wonderful family. Have managed to stay alive for an astounding 86+ years kept alive by a passionate interest in many things and a sense of humor.
Have led 2 or 3 separate lives,the first 40 years as a starving artist, ceramist, and graphic designer. At age 40 a matchbook cover that said "Be A Computer Programmer" inspired me to go back to school and emerge as a binary fanatic. Loved my work, had a wonderful 20 year career as programmer and trouble shooter. At the same time I had the chance to meet, befriend and marry Jazz Cornetist Pete Daily,an idol of my youth, whom I had worshipped in my young life. Lost him to cancer after 11 wonderful (and sometimes awful) years. Retired in 1989 and had 20 years of fantastic travel adventures all over the world. Now I crochet afghans, tend my garden, my 3 cats, the neighborhood birds and squirrels, a flock of voracious hummingbirds and assorted wildlife like possums and raccoon families who come nightly to my Porch Buffet. A great life, and it ain't over yet !....(after all, I have just discovered Blogging....)