Funky Friday, Dirty Water Edition

The lip-synching on this video makes Milli Vanilli look like geniuses, but it's a fitting segue as I embark on "The Wayward Yankee Repatriation Tour (aka Magical Midlife Mystery Tour Part Deux)"

Boston-bound in a couple of hours...

Monday meh...

Today's meh is by NC artist Elliot Coatney,
whose brother has the best buns around!

It's Like Riding a Bike

Taking my clue from PENolan, I decided that I'd mark turning 50 with a year-long celebration. I had the idea that each month I'd do something I'd never done before. In April my planned new activity was rained out, but since I'd never had a surprise birthday party before (thanks, Mom), I'll count that as my April "thing."

May brought the Magical Midlife Mystery Tour. In June I was stuck for ideas until I decided I'd write a sonnet (I know, I know....and it's still not finished). Come July I was so busy with my job that I didn't have the time or energy to consider tackling any new activities (but I did stay sober at the Institute's farewell dinner, which was a first).

Yesterday I did my August "thing," and biked the upper half of the Virginia Creeper Trail with intellikid. What fun! Even though it had been well over 30 years since I'd spent more than, say, 30 minutes on a bicycle, I managed this 17 mile ride with minimal discomfort. Ok, so it was mostly a downhill coast, but I found that it does take considerable effort to remain upright and balanced on 2 wheels for that distance!

It seems that riding a bike is just like riding a bike. I found that stopping a bike, however, does require some practice. Or at least the ability to remember that one is on a bike when one wishes to stop.

Funky Friday, Space Edition

I've been taking Fridays off from work this month because I accrued a crapload of comp time this summer. And three-day weekends are sort of like a mini-vacation. Unfortunately, today's planned leisure is being interrupted by an "emergency" department meeting called by the Dean of our college. All we know is that the meeting is about "space"; however, I doubt that NASA is in any way involved.

Do you know what this symbol means?

I guessed wrong.

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Brooding Womehn, Pablo Picasso

When I was a senior in high school, I wrote a term paper about Pablo Picasso. In Spanish. It's kind of disheartening to realize that I've probably forgotten more than I've remembered of my formal education. But that's not why I'm - ahem - blue today. No, today is more of a funk along the lines of "oh-crap-it's-Monday-where-did-the-farkin-weekend-get-to?" thing. And I really don't want to go to work.

Meh.

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Lady Mehcbeth, as portrayed by Gabriel Cornelius von Max.

Apologies for not delivering a timely "meh" to those of you in more easterly time zones. Or really, really far westerly ones...

Funky Friday

Because you can't have too much Etta...



Gotta wonder about her outfit, though.

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By popular request Because one of the two followers of "the daily meh" thought the series was worth continuing, and because mondays really are "meh," I will adorn my corner of the blogosphere with weekly visual representations of this sentiment.

Today's meh is by French artist Henri Mehtisse.