Back With The Cats – All Eight Of Them

First full day cat/house-sitting for the neighbors again. With eight jet-black cats it’s a good thing I’m not superstitious (crossing my fingers).

Five of eight

Retro Cup Of Joe

Went to get some coffee with my mom today and ended up sometime back in the late fifties. “I Like Ike!” Forgot to buy Dupont stock.

Dinosaur Lecture By Jack Horner

Was fortunate enough to attend an evening lecture and book-signing by world-renowned paleontologist Dr. Jack Horner at the San Diego Natural History Museum in Balboa Park. The event had sold out within a couple of days. The presentation lasted a little over an hour and covered mainly infant and juvenile dinosaurs and the mislabeling of those juveniles as separate species. After the lecture there was a long line for the book signing meet-and-greet. Luckily for me he was signing the same paperback book of which the hardcover version he had already signed for me on his last visit. I waited around to make sure I was last in line so I could speak with him casually and get a photo. As luck would have it, Dr. Michael Hager, the museum’s director and old friend of Horner’s, also came to the table and I was able to congratulate him on his twenty years at the museum.

This turned out to be a pretty outstanding evening.

Old Town Photos And Lunch

Made my way down to Old Town to walk around and take some photos before meeting up with my female friends Heather and her daughter, and Lannie and her kids. My photo spree began at the La Casa de Machado y Stewart Museum, built in 1835. It seemed to be especially fascinating to a group of visiting Japanese tourists. From there I met up with Heather and Lauren, neither of whom are particularly Asian, at the dual-masted flagpole in the main plaza. After some necessary awkward hugging, we casually meandered over to the blacksmith who was doing what he does best…talking to visitors. We took only a few shots and then headed over to see Old Town’s two resident donkeys, Donald and Daisy. We then met up with Lannie and her kids back at the flag pole again. Walking and talking,we explored photo ops inside the Fiesta de Reyes shopping area where Heather thoroughly got a kick out of a guy who was letting visitors sample his salty nuts.

We briefly made a sugar-fix stop at Cousin’s Candy Shop next to the main plaza on our way to check out the Adobe Chapel before meeting up with Bryan for our lunch at Café Coyote, where I thoroughly enjoyed the Baja Fresh Fish Tacos washed down with a relaxing bottle of Negra Modelo.

Our so-longs and good riddances came post lunch as we all went along our merry ways, which for me was in the direction of the nearest bathroom to relieve myself of my Negra Modelo rental.

This turned out to be another really good visit with friends to Old Town.

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Brush Management

For the last couple of days there has been a small army of city workers and contractors clearing brush as a fire break from around the canyon down the street from our house. I do believe they may have been all Hispanic for some odd reason. My mother said they all gather in a circle first thing in the morning and do exercises. Some apparently do them more easily than others.

Eventually they are also going to be clearing a fire break along the canyon behind our backyard. Good thing, too. Canyon fires were always a fear for me and with all the rain we’ve had lately I have no doubt this will be an active fire season come Autumn.

Kimi’s Belated Birthday Dinner

Had most of the family over for a belated birthday dinner for my niece, Kimi, who recently lost her teenagenicity and turned twenty. My sister, Beata, started things off by bringing Kimi a dozen beautiful roses. Then the evening took a freak show turn when Kimi showed us how spray from an squeezed orange peel can ignite in a flash when exposed to a flame. The photo looks a lot worse than the actual event. Nobody was burned. After the science demo we sat down for a fantastic dinner of pörkölt (beef) with nokedli (home-made noodles) that my mom had made which was then followed by chocolate birthday cupcakes with single candles for everyone. Topics of discussion, as usual, were all over the map, often at the same time.

Mourning Dove Chicks

After accidentally scaring away the mother Mourning Dove from her nest outside my bathroom window, I ran for my camera to get a few photos of her chicks before she came back. This shot was the only one that worked, but at least I got one. The chicks were much bigger than I was expecting and haven’t heard a peep out of either of them. The dutiful Mom did return pretty quickly.

New Photobook On The Life Of A Monarch Butterfly

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Video Chat With Brenda And Musi

Had another nice video chat all the way from Austin, Texas with my great friend Brenda and her furry, four-legged son, my nephew, Musi.

Mouse No More

Stepped on this long-ago deceased mouse’s lower jaw in my bathroom this morning. No idea how it got there. Didn’t even know what it was at first. It was so small I thought it was a claw. (That’s a square of toilet paper it’s resting on.)

To paraphrase Messrs. Cleese and Palin, it is an ex-mouse. It is no more. It has ceased to be. It is bereft of life. It is pining for the fjords.

Mouse choppers

The Call Is Coming From Inside The House!

This afternoon, while I was outside weeding around the milkweeds again, my mom called for me (see what I did there?) from inside the house to let me know there was another alligator lizard, this time in the kitchen. It had scurried under the stove/oven. I moved the appliance away from the wall but we couldn’t find it. After checking inside the oven and lower drawer I finally located it along one of the drawer channels. I was able to coax into a small, empty, plastic trash can and then took it outside to let it run free into the plants along the side of the house. It seemed grateful. Judging from a large bulge in her middle, I believe she was pregnant.

Alligator Lizard

Coiled and scared

Adobe Chapel And Lunch In Old Town

Took my mom down to Old Town this morning to visit the old Adobe Chapel on Conde St. It was the first parochial church in California’s first parish.

We had to first stop by the Whaley House Museum Shop to ask a docent to escort us down and unlock the gate and door for us. Unfortunately, they didn’t have an available docent right then and asked us to come back a little later. So, we walked ourselves down to the chapel to have a look around the exterior. Came across a mean looking guard dog that turned out to be very friendly. Unfortunately it wasn’t kept in a very clean pen. We also found some displays just across the street that gave a bit more history of the area with photographs. It was a nice touch for anyone who might walk by but the exhibited displays didn’t seem to be kept up very well. After that it was time to walk back to the Whaley House to meet our escort. Our docent, Pat, was very friendly and knowledgeable about not only the Adobe Chapel, but about a lot of Old Town’s history. The chapel was originally built as a home in 1850 and then bought and converted into a chapel in 1858 by Don José Antonio Aguirre, a wealthy and charitable local rancher.

Pat, who was dressed in Victorian period garb, unlocked the chained outside gate and then led us inside. She talked to us the entire time about the chapel’s history while I got busy taking pictures and asking questions. Luckily I studied up on the chapel before heading down there so I didn’t miss anything new she might have said. She even let me go up to the choir loft to get better overall views of the interior of the chapel.

The chapel fell into terrible disrepair during the late 1880s and was for a time covered with wooden slats to hide the deteriorating outside plaster walls. When the streets of Old Town were realigned in the 1930s the chapel was regretfully bulldozed. It was rebuilt in 1937 to its original state, retaining the original tabernacle, pews, doors, windows and other woodwork. José Aguirre’s tombstone can be found laid into the floor in one of the side vestibules where the confessionals are now located.

After we finished at the chapel, my mom and I spent a short time in the Casa de Aguirre Store and Museum to learn a bit more about José Aguirre’s family life. From there we stopped to have a fantastic lunch at Casa de Reyes in the middle of the Fiesta de Reyes. I had my usual, amazingly good two beef taco plate with beans and rice. Washed those down with a relaxing Negra Modelo.

It was a great visit to Old Town spent seeing and learning something new with my mom and enjoying a terrific meal.

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Sleeping Beauty Castle Painting

This has always been one of my favorite pieces of Disney artwork depicting Sleeping Beauty Castle at Disneyland. It was on an appreciation certificate from 1960.

BBQ Lunch With Phil and The Girls

Met three of my girly friends, Sylvia, Mary and Stephanie, at Phil’s BBQ by the Sports Arena for a fantastic-as-always barbecue lunch and gossip kvetch. A wide variety of topics were discussed, including a lack of bathrooms on road trips, lack of bathrooms on airplanes, a lack of bathrooms in the desert, and a lack of bathrooms on hikes. We also talked briefly about movies, children and turbulence.

My meal of choice was the El Toro sandwich: one thousand pounds of char-grilled, deli-sliced tri-tip beef with BBQ sauce served on a really fresh and thick bun. It was easily enough for two meals. There was no way I could finish it. Actually, I don’t think any of us finished our meals. There was also a plate of amazing onion rings to be shared.

It was a fun lunch, just as I was expecting it to be.

Old Town With Stephanie

After she drove down from Los Angeles just this morning, I walked around Old Town with Stephanie, my friend from New Mexico who was at the end of her whirlwind visit of California. Took her to see the Seeley Stables museum, the restored original Casa de Estudillo adobe, took her inside the Church of the Immaculate Conception, passed the haunted Whaley House and finally down to the El Campo Santo Cemetery where I showed her Yankee Jim Robinson‘s grave as well as the grave markers on the street outside the cemetery walls. Finishing off our brief excursion we also got to see a donkey being led around by a park ranger. Not bad for a forty-five minute tour of Old Town.

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