My dad's nickname for me is Hamchuck, which is interesting since I loathe ham (and most other pork products). I offer up this blog of ponderings, recollections, contemplations, and things that amuse me, rarely featuring cured meat products, but often starring little plastic dinosaurs wearing outfits. And dogs.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Drinkin' in the alley on a Tuesday
I had to go downtown and pick up a gift certificate that was being donated for work from a lovely bar called Felicia's Atomic Lounge. I figured while I was there, I would have myself a drink and see if the husband wanted to join me for one. The humidity here finally broke and there was a wonderful breeze, so I propped myself up in the alley with all its recycled art and had a Key Lime-tini while I waited for Brett to show.
And finally, color me nutty, but that don't look like a Chinstrap Penguin to me.
(I like how the real penguin and meerkats are staring at this yabbo like it's a circus freakshow.)