I've uploaded some home construction photos to Mike Waugh Brand Picture Gallery. These are pictures of a structure whose sole purpose is to provide support and access to a second-story deck that includes a view of a pond and pasture. Beyond that there is a kitchen, a two-car garage, some bedrooms and bathrooms and other stuff.
This morning, I discovered this dusty videotape in which I found some remarkable footage of a sasquatch in downtown Baton Rouge, hours before the 1996 Spanish Town Mardi Gras parade. As most sasquatch videos tend to be, the video is grainy and it's a little unclear as to what's going on. This much is known: the band Pinecone on Tent was setting up to play near a beer truck run by Chelsea's Cafe.
Later, a photo still captures the creature looking directly at the camera. The eyes are remarkably animated for such an elusive and reclusive beast.
Because I had asked for (and received) a Cajun style ten button diatonic accordion for Christmas, my wife's family asked her great uncle, Andrew, to bring along his accordion to show me how it was done. Come to find out, Andrew Jagneaux is a much respected Cajun accordion maker and player. He liked my brand new Hohner good enough, but he thought it was tight and the thumb strap was too small for him. So we fetched his hand-made accordion from his truck and he entertained the family for about a half-hour. He dispensed advice to me as an aspiring accordion player, "You've got to play with your heart and your soul, and you've got to practice every day."
Here he plays "the much requested" Jolie Blonde.
Hurricane Gustav passed through two weeks ago. Nothing seriously bad happened to us. We lost some shingles and the skirting on our trailer, and we were out of electricity for 6 days but we made it through.
The big oak trees dropped some limbs. It took a team of us most of the day to clean up. Grandmother next door had a huge limb about the size of a car fall and block her whole driveway, but it missed her house.
Our shed is never anything nice to look at, but it looks even worse here. The opening into the shed is actually part of the wall next to the door that blew off. The door was wet so it was swelled shut. I had to step through the opening in the wall to get into the shed. Luckily, that section stayed in one piece and we were able to reattach it. The shed and the barn both lost a couple pieces of tin off of their roof, but they were easily repaired too.
When we started to pull the limbs to the road, I turned and almost stepped on something wet and fetus-like. I screamed like a little girl "Ack! A rat!" Then I realized it was a baby squirrel. We found two others. They must have been blown out of the tree. We've been feeding them and we plan to reintroduce them into the wild, where hopefully the owls won't eat them.
Now its time for the requisite cute baby squirrel pictures. It's a squirrel on a towel.
Its a squirrel on a shoe.
Here we are nursing the squirrel. Mom, if you are reading this, this is your grand-child, er I mean grand-squirrel.
By the way, if anyone sees a wayward mama squirrel, send her my way. She's abandoned her children. Last I heard, she was gathering nuts in the tree by the strip club down the road, chattering at all passerby.
Finally, I have one more piece of media to share with you. A flying swimming pool. Isn't the internet a wonderful place, where you can find all sorts of things you didn't know you wanted to watch? Did you ever think to yourself "I want to watch a swimming pool fly"? Probably not. But here you are, just about to press play. You can't resist. You know you're going to watch it.
A little piece that I wrote for the library's Infoblog called 10 Reasons to Have the Library Information Service On Your Speed Dial was picked up for inclusion in The Source, which is the library's monthly newsletter. When I found out they wanted to print it, I asked if I could rewrite it. Of course, time was scarce and I only spent a few minutes on the rewrite before I sent it in. I thought it was going to be buried somewhere in the middle in a little sidebar, but here it is in glorious large print right on the cover! This may be my biggest literary achievement to date, other than my appearance in the pages of Wired.
When trying to think of a difficult word for the "when a dictionary isn't handy" example, I flipped to a random page (via the random page feature on Amazon) of Cormac McCarthy's Blood Meridian. I knew any single page of that novel would yield something unusual (in this case adamantine). It's hard for me to judge what kinds of words are unusual, since with my Scrabble training I think anestri and loriner and triazine are common words.
The Watergate salad example was inspired by my grandmother-in-law's bowl of holiday strangeness.
It's that time of year where I change my guitar strings. You can catch me channeling my inner Raffi at libraries across the parish over the coming month. There you can watch me showing off the rainbow covered strap on my anthropomorphized guitar, Oscar. Then I put Oscar on my back to show the kids how to do the swimming motions forSlippery Fish. Then I turn around and Oscar is gone! I look around, in his case, around and around, under my legs. All the kids shout "He's on your back! On your back!" It's pandemonium!
Children, ages 2 and up, will sing along with Mike the Librarian and Oscar the Guitar as they perform classic children's songs at six libraries this summer. The classic tunes will include Old McDonald, Wheels on the Bus, I've Been Working on the Railroad, Slippery Fish, and many more!
- Tuesday, June 17, 2:30 pm -- Main Library
- Wednesday, June 18, 2:30 pm -- Jones Creek Regional Library
- Tuesday, June 24, 10:00 am -- Zachary Branch
- Wednesday, June 25, 2:30 pm -- Central Branch
- Tuesday, July 1, 10:00 am -- River Center Branch
- Tuesday, July 8, 10:00 am -- Greenwell Springs Road Regional Library