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Farmers Blimp

Posted in Oakland, San Francisco, travel on January 16, 2011 by Nada

Farmers blimp is our local blimp cabbie. Not cheap, but then who knows the bargain price for blimp transportation these days. Blimps are odd to begin with, but here’s some weird news of an unexplained blimp accident and missing crew. That is odd on odd, if you ask me. Blimp. Accident. Missing crew. Someone call a news crew, except it’s 1942, AND a blimp. Not something really relevant to today’s society or any sort of main means of transportation. But, here’s another partial fact (and partial half baked deal from my brain). One of my best friend’s fathers used to be a dirigible pilot in the armed forces. I’ve forgotten which branch. Then, he became a dentist.

Umm, so I’m supposed to be packing. Looks like the house deal is closing. We are leaving. Soon. Movers are coming on Tuesday for an estimate. They are some Irish lads and hopefully, will help us. I hope they are a lot of help because you can see what I’m doing. Goofing off.


Rough Seas

Posted in general weirdness, holy crap, travel on September 8, 2010 by Nada

This was dropped in my spam cue on the blog entry with the cheese balls picture.
BTW, rather good design this blog has, but what do you think about changing it once in a few months?
Of course, the answer to that question would be: I would think about deleting the blog in a few months if you Russians keep stalking it like you’re doing.

This video is crazy and only laughable because of the music set to it.

Hearst Castle and Harpo Marx

Posted in general weirdness, travel on September 6, 2010 by Nada

I’ve been out of town a few days, staying at a little place in Cambria so I could visit Hearst Castle. William Randolph Hearst was a fascinating fellow. In Hearst’s heyday, Hearst invited people as his guests to stay at his castle. He flew them into his estate on his private plane. One of his invited guests was Harpo Marx, my favorite Marx Brothers. In his book, “Harpo Speaks,” he talks about how he moved some old junk to the side in Hearst’s guest library so he could practice his tumbling/flips. The “old junk” was of course priceless antiques. There’s also another story where Harpo says he got into the fur vault one night, removed a bunch of the furs and ran around dressing all the statues in furs. HA!

Best Inn in Mendocino

Posted in animal, food, travel on August 31, 2010 by Nada

I always thought Mendocino was the bastard stepchild of Napa because Napa is cool and was in the Sideways movie, and there are a lot of good restaurants and wineries. Forget all that. Mendocino trumps Napa in spades. Mendocino is funkier, smaller, more real and less chi chi. AND the big plus, it’s cool and near the ocean. Napa is as hot as a firecracker in the summer.

My friend and I took her tiny dog to Mendocino and stayed overnight at the Inn at School House Creek in Little River in Mendocino. I know I’m always calling eats and retreats, The Best, but honestly, this place was The Best. The Inn kind of reminded me of my stay at Deetjens Inn but with rolling meadows, and they really go the extra mile for the canines there. They say, “Dog Friendly” and they mean “Uber Dog Friendly.” When my friend and I checked in we got this hilarious little doggie backpack with a tennis ball and a door hanger that said on one side, “Housekeeping, please don’t disturb. Dog is in residence,” or something. I can’t remember the exact working. But you know if you have a dog and love ’em as much as I do, you always worry about housekeeping coming in and the four legger shooting out the door. Can’t happen. Door hanger provided by the Inn. Such a nice touch.

The other thing I really enjoyed is everyone had dogs there. The Inn gave us dog bowls, and place mats (of course). We had a meadow for the dogs to all meet and greet and romp off leash. WONDERFUL!!!! And there were miniature donkeys in residence, who are very tame and love the dogs. So funny. I found out later they have a blog, which is hilarious.

The Inn also has a yurt which is their spa area. I’ve spent so many hours looking at yurts and quonset huts on the internet, in my dreams of getting off the grid, I was curious what a yurt was actually like. It’s large. I was surprised. It has soothing decor for their massages and facials. I didn’t partake of that but I poked around, looking. They also had something I had read about on the internet – a composting toilet. I was envious and curious. To my surprise no smell at all. At the yurt was a huge hot tub anyone could use also. I saw a Dad and his two kids coming back from the hot tub the next morning, past the meadow, in their flip flops, and Inn bath robs. It’s a very family/dog friendly quiet, soothing, ocean side Inn.

I slept like a rock. We were in the Rose Cottage. It’s a small house with two beds, stove/fireplace, giant bathroom with a jetted tub, ocean view from the front deck and from one of the beds, kitchenette, and coffee maker with coffee and assortment of teas. We also had a jug of spring water for our consumption.

And now the food. To beat Napa you have to get down and dirty about the quality/deliciousness and variety of the food. The Inn has their own restaurant, La Petite Rive. I had the scallops for dinner. YUMMIE! Fantastic. And since they were running a little late, they gave us FREE champagne. You know how I’m all about the free. Their rolls were magnificent, spread with their own rosemary butter. I stuffed myself.

The Inn’s food beat Napa at it’s own game. HA! On our way to the Inn, we stopped the day before in Hopland at a place called The Bluebird Cafe with the smiling moose head. The Bluebird Cafe has the Best BLT. Yup, another best. I consider myself an authority on bacon by my Southern birthright, and their bacon is home grown, sliced and fried by a pro. More Yum! On our way home, we stopped for lunch in the Village of Mendocino at Mendo Burgers. Another best! This time the burgers. Do NOT drive by this place. It is a tad difficult to find, tucked up in the middle of buildings, but this is THE BEST BURGER, and there are a couple of dogs working there. Boots is the older, plumper dog who seems to know more about what’s going on.


Posted in food, travel on August 2, 2010 by Nada

The Big Guy took this picture of Yosemite. Yosemite is beautiful, but it’s overrun with tourists, and not rude ones, but just a lot of them. When I go to a park I prefer to see some bear and deer and not a boatload of homo sapiens. Regardless, I had a great time. The place is kind of like the Grand Canyon, always breath taking and always fun. I just wish a few tourists would take a slow bus to Niagara Falls when they hear the Queen of Oat Town (me, in my mind only) is pulling into Half Dome.

I have to say our room beat all I had ever seen. It was at this place. Rooms are not cheap there, by any means, and when I was gathering up our stuff to leave, I saw our room rate posted on the door and had a mild coronary. Fortunately, the front desk only charged us half of the posted rate. I don’t know why.

Our room was at the upper part of the motel away from their restaurant, with a door to a balcony that was directly over the river. I kept the door open all night to the sounds of the rolling river, splashing downstream over those massive boulders. We also had a ceiling fan and this tub as big as a Cadillac with jets. Yes, I did make use of all the amenities. (Take a country girl to some place fancy and she will fiddle with everything in the room.) The only thing I did not mess with was the microwave, and I consider that cooking, which I do not do unless perhaps the world was coming to an end. Then, I might cook a piece of chicken. (And then again, I might see if the grocery was still open. They roast their chicken legs.)

Yosemite and the Little Knife

Posted in general weirdness, she-it, travel on July 29, 2010 by Nada

We have relatives visiting from Michigan. We all went to Yosemite. You can fill in the blanks here. Blah, blah, blah beautiful. Blah, blah, blah, hiking. Blah, blah, blah Half Dome, that’s as in sunset, and not my forehead. I had a good time, blah, blah, blah.

Next subject…I had to buy a new knife. I was going to write, “if you can believe it.” But I’m sure you can believe I laid my old knife down somewhere and either 1) lost it, or 2) forgot where it was, or 3) someone picked it up. My fault on all accounts. It was a great knife – an out the front switchblade. I can’t get another one exactly like it. They don’t make them any more. I’m sad, but as I said, “My own damn fault.”

I went to the army navy surplus store in Alameda and bought a new knife for $12 because I’m cheap and I need a knife worse than a car. And yes, I have a variety of knives at the house, but I need a pocket knife that’s not going to scare the be-jesus out of passerbys as I break down boxes. The new knife is small, metal, and sharp. It has a tiny steel button on the side to flip it open. I liked it. Notice the past tense – “liked.” I “liked” it until I leaned up against a counter and accidentally pressed the tiny button that opens the little knife. It flipped open in my pocket and cut my pants. Now, I’m mad at the Indians at the army navy surplus store who sold me the cheap knife that practically stabbed me in my thigh. Yes, I will take the blame for losing my good knife, but it’s best if rednecks work the army navy surplus stores. They would have said something about that little knife before I bought it, something to the effect of, “Ya betta be careful of that little bugger. It’ll open up in your pocket and slice something, maybe something valuable.”


Posted in travel on July 5, 2010 by Nada

This photo was shot out the plane window. It’s a sunset, except we are above it, maybe it would be better to call it a sundown.