Yippee Ki Yeah ...Whatevs

Yeppers..it's Rodeo time again in H Town.


And it's Lent .

So you can bet that you are going to be hard pressed to get any fish/seafood in the next few weeks in under an hour and a half for  any Friday lunchtime..hope your bosses are lenient.

And it's go Texan day at the office which means that people who are clueless as to the bidness end of a steer are in jeans and boots....and as far as the Buckle Bunnies are concerned...


" Shiney".


I'm always amused at the people who feel a need to get all gussied up in what is for lack of a better term..costumes for things like this. Don't look at me like that , yes, people go bat shit crazy for Mardi Gras but that is for a couple of nights at best.

Rodeo is a month long down here.

What is not as widely discussed is the Livestock Show and that's a big deal Maynard. HLSR ( Houston Livestock Show  and Rodeo ) generates a huge amount of scholarship money for kids that show their animals. Many are able to go to college or help their families because of it and if you have ever known anyone in 4H or worked a farm, you know that means a lot of work.

I do love to get glimpses of the calf scrambles...no baby cows are hurt y'all..but I am no longer willing to put up with the crowds...and I do mean crowds.

Gone are the days when we could go to shows at Reliant..like the Judds ( yes..that long ago ) or Jimmy. Basically it was a concert venue and not the park 5 miles back , get on shuttle buses mayhem..not for the weak of heart or those with mobility issues.

It's all good..more a case of been there, done that I guess....and besides.....we still have go Texan Day at the office.............


FREE BAR B QUE LUNCH FROM GOODE BAR B QUE..OH HELL YEAH.

Now , if they only had some Shiner to go with it.

Stay warm .


Ciao,
Aunty Pol

Sadly, The Final Frontier .

I was deeply saddened but not surprised to hear of the passing of Mr. Nimoy . Yes, I use the proper title of Mister and not the familiar first name out of both respect and the simple fact that I have never had the pleasure of meeting the gentleman in real life..it would be forward to do otherwise .

He was a gifted and yet at times conflicted actor it seemed to me.Like many others, Adam West comes to mind , he found himself trapped in the character he was so famous for. He was at times bitter about the lack of opportunities he missed because of Spock and yet he finally seemed to be at peace with it all.

One thing that I always was amazed by was his gift as a photographer . While it is true that he was a gifted director, pure photography is a whole other world. The photographer can either convey his emotions  and visions through subjects or he cannot. There is no real middle ground. And he did convey just that .

If you asked someone my age to pick icons of our generation, you might get Captain Kangaroo or Mr. Rogers, George Carlin or John Lennon..

Ask any scifi geek..and we have one simple answer..


Mr. Spock.

Gods Speed Good Sir .

A Loving Fan.

Colder Than A Well Diggers What ?

When I moved down here to the Gulf Coast eons ( 33 years ) ago from the Pacific Northwest , I quickly got rid of all of my winter togs.

Gulf Coast = Warm, sunny days so I thought .

Reality = Humidity and hurricanes which is fine since I had been through much the same in Virginia Beach as a teenager . When you are young, you don't notice the humidity except for the extra oil slick that is the absolute bane of any teenagers life...or so it seemed. You don't worry about staying hydrated because you are just too damn busy being a teenager and pissing off your folks ..or was that just me ? We ignored sunburn all too often and thought..we have forever to enjoy all of this.


And now it's February down here in South  Tejas.

And colder than a well diggers ho-hah..and by that I mean that it was snowing in Huntsville north of Houston, snowing north of Ft. Worth, DFW shut down and I am sure that it snowed in the Panhandle.

IE it was 34 degrees at 8:21 p.m. last night here in  town..and Gordy and I live 25 minutes north of town aka where this shit gets colder.

Now , we are used  to the hurricane season, we can predict it and pretty much track it. We know what to do, how to prepare and survive it. And..if you think survive is a bit of an exaggeration , google photos of Hurricane Katrina and Ike...I can wait...

I will take a hurricane any damn day of the week over this cold.

We don't as a rule have a lot of snow plows and frankly 99% of the folks down here can't drive in rain much less icy roads .

First and for most , it's just killing my left hip and leg..yeah..the combo platter...polio and arthritis.

Secondly, no one really has the wardrobe for this unless they snow ski. You can't find winter sweaters that work in the corporate world even with a  business casual dress code ( whatever the hell that is ) that work ....at least I can't . Yes, I can afford cashmere but I can't wear it..wool makes me nuts.

Layers are great, but meh.

I feel like I an wearing the same pants, sweater and jacket w/Shawl thrown over it every day !

I am tired of this crap. My body is embracing hibernation and I am bored  with it.

I want color, I want to plant geraniums,.....I WANT MY SANDALS BACK !

Wah !

Thus endeth todays rant.

Stay warm where ever you are .


Ciao,
Aunty Pol

As Expected..

Anyone who has lived down here long enough knows that our cold wintery bullshit starts right about now ..aka the week before Mardi Gras starts in NOLA . It can be 70 degrees the day before and BAM >

There it is.

It's currently 45 degrees, misty, half ass rainy and just plain nasty out there. People already drive like shit most of the time and when you add in the major bits of construction in Houston right now , the entitled asshats all come out to play, especially around the GRB ( George R. Brown Convention center. ) . Rumor has it that the plan in to turn it into a completely pedestrian/foot path area because hey that always works out really well. Throw in the construction for the light rail and then top this all off with the weather..it's no wonder I close my eyes a hell of a lot ...and no...I am not the driver . It has been said that this is all being rammed through in preparation for the Super Bowl here in 2017 . Yes the money would help the local economy but really ? Yes, the oil industry is laying off people because anyone with half a brain would realize that there would be a price to pay of the barrel price went down far enough.

I can hear the peanut gallery..." Woo hooo , cheap gas."

Shut it .

Yes, cheap gas is great , my husband is happy to not be payhing as much but the flip side...?

People are losing jobs in the oil industry, either through termination or lay offs . the effect is the same.

So what  ?

Okay....when you lose your job , you lose the ability to participate in the economy in the most basic ways. No, I don't mean that you can't go to Carrabas. I mean that going to Kroger is about to become a new skill set. Retail sales..forget that ..no income. IF you are lucky enough to have savings, you are more worried about keeping a roof over your

Here We Go Again.........

Once again the sick bug has stricken the  casa.

About a month ...yes...MONTH ago hisself started that nagging cough, sore throat crap and we thought oh well, this too shall pass.

Or not .

It never was the super fever sort of thing, more like when my sinuses flare up or it's allergy season, aka 360 days a year down here. Unlike Moi, he hasn't been as congested as I am apt to be but the cough is an all nighter.

I consider myself lucky to have a husband who is more prone to actually going to the doctor in comparison to yours truly.  I spent the better  part of my youth in various hospitals here and overseas for polio treatment so understandably, ...Dr's...." F dat  " .

Both he and  I are beginning to suspect pleurisy , again. We hadn't been married for more than a few years when he was stricken  with pleurisy. And I am not being overly dramatic with the use  of the word stricken.


He was sick off and on from October through the end of March that year.

Mardi Gras in 10 days is looking shaky .

Now it's the monitoring of the meds...he has certain issues that I am on the alert for .


I think that I am going to cheat and take a Tylenol PM after NCIS tonight so that I  can get a head start of what ever sleep I can grab.


Stay warm y'all..it's a bitch out there .


Ciao,
Aunty Pol