December 19, 2013
Ha. I am amused at people so anxious to take material from this blog, or complain about something I’ve written, that they can’t be bothered to look around for names of the blog, or author, or otherwise look for proper attribution.
I’ve been called “Tim Panogos” several times, “Tim Pagonos” a few. I’ve had a few zombies from Santayana’s nightmares insist on calling me Millard.
This is to note that the humor will continue: Now my photos are credited to “Tim Pangos.” To be sure, it’s posted by LatinaMom. Happy to be able to hold on to multicultural appeal.
For the record, the URL of this blog features the name of that great Utah landmark, Mount Timpanogos. I do not intentionally use the pseudonyms “Tim Panagos,” “Tim Pangos,” nor any other derivative from the mountain’s moniker.
May 21, 2013
Bumper sticker memes tend to age very quickly, quickly past ripe and right on into overripe. Remember “Baby on Board?”
My favorite response was one that said “Ex-husband in trunk.” A tie flapped out of the trunk compartment, as if caught in a sudden closing on a squirmy piece of cargo.
I’m tired of the stick families, now. And so, I was happy to see this in the parking lot.
Parking lot/bumper sticker humor — what happened to that nice stick family that used to live on the mini-van next door? “We ate your stick family.” Who knew zombies eat like beavers? Photo by Ed Darrell
July 6, 2010
It became really apparent during the rains last week.
Snails crawl up the walls and plants around our patio, and appear to wait to die there. We’ve moved them back down to the soil, and they climb up again.
Kathryn remarked at the army of snails on the garage wall, beneath a bird feeder . . . that was the clue.
I don’t think ours do that eye-stalk thing. Worse for the parasites, most of the birds ignore the snails.
Tip of the old scrub brush to Kate at The Urban Primate.