iloveoil

July 29, 2008

ya...if I were a dancer I'd be this guy...

...and I can't quite decide if this is lame or inspirational. Now did I just pull flashdance out of my ass or is there a story there? It turns out that I had a car once with a tape player...and the only tape I'd play was the soundtrack to Flashdance that I bought at a garage sale...I can't tell you why exactly, that's just the way it was. Like I had another car once that would only play Midnight Oil and occasionally Holly Cole. My current car plays tapes and has a 5 disc cd changer...whatever that is...under the seat...but it doen't play ipods.

Maybe everyone needs a hero...or a hairdoo.

perhaps now is a good time to have retro hour end.

another lame post..

I'm all about the lame. so lame, in fact, that it took me about 10 minutes to figure out how to make a post...really...I did some stupid thing with my 'template' that hides the banner at the top where you can 'make new post' or whatever...anyway I had to fiddle with my browser to make it appear again.

Maybe it's the Pino Grigio that I found in the fridge. Augmenting a late dinner consisting of crackers, cheese, and olives from a can at 9:00pm, I think it's going right to my head...the wine, not being proud of my culinary disabilities.

you don't know me....

whatever.

blog infidel..

hmmm.....soooo....what a lame post. but i need something to break the ice.

April 25, 2008

catchup...

..a major event in the valley..."la combat de reigns"...a contest to see who's milking cow is the most dominant.

the cows...

a farmer with his winning cow...

through the eyes of a farmer...

man-cow love...

funny warning sign...not sure if it was meant to be funny.

group tour on lunch break...(the Swiss are very serious about their lunch breaks)

groovy rock shingles...Harry, are you out there?

Old Roman amphitheatre from a spectator's perspective...

and, from a participant's perspective!

this and that...

Here's a pic of the statue of St. Bernard at the mountain pass named after him.The Patron Saint of Mountaineers and Skiers. At the pass is a small hotel and the monestary where the dogs used to be bred. The road to the pass is closed in the winter but you can easily skin up to it...and continue up numerous possible ridges, etc. The pass also is the border with Italy...which made me feel like a modern day Hannibal...except he had elephants (supposedly) and went the other direction.

The rumour that some ski resorts are covering their glaciers is true...here is proof (if one takes media as proof these days)...noting that you can't cover your glacier unless you have a permit!