Ebony and Ivory

Are together on this bird (magpie).

Kudos to this guy

You gotta give props to this guy for his well-orchestrated marriage proposal:

Mystery solved

Thanks to Mike and Kev for clues as to the origins of the mystery kit car photographed at Outdoor World last week, and featured in this weekend's blogpost.

The prize is awarded to the Chupster, who correctly identified the base vehicle, which is a gen-ten 'bird.  I thought those rear side windows looked familiar.

Here are some other frankencars that can be created from Uncle Henry's has-beens or the bow-tie boneyard.  Heck, middle son could even upgrade his ride to a Belaro:

What I did on Spring Break...

Helped keep the world safe from cattle rustlers...

...and commies:

Went on Safari...

When oldest son was just a toddler, my wife and I took him to the zoo.  On that day, the giraffes were, uh, frisky.  Talk about getting R-E-S-P-E-C-T (and not a little envy from the males of every other species...).

OK, Southlake doctors - let's see you do some rhinoplasty on this guy:

Just lion around.

And Wile E., their American cousin:

Finally, rounding out the Lion King cast:

Dr. Donald Hfuhruhurr installed new short-term memory to the Blogmaster 2000 unit...

...while Don the Plumber replaced a sluggish valve in the baño (only later to find that the tank-to-toilet gaskets also needed replacing...ugh).

We had adventures:

An accidental 'selfie'...

No, I didn't get soaked up to the knee when stepping on sticks and debris that someone said wasn't solid enough...

The Gerber Gator II - two thumbs up if you're out Tom & Huck-ing around and need to build a makeshift raft:

Wonder how many people called the local PD to say there's a dude open carrying?

No, this one is too late - even for Raccoon Helper:

Here's another, still marinating...yeccchh!

While I didn't get dunked in the creek, wearing shorts through the briars wasn't a wise choice. 

(OK, maybe Daughter did recommend wearing long pants before we left the house...touché).

Checking out pre-fab arbors at the big-box store:

We surfed all the food samples - almost enough to skip lunch.

Looked at kayaks:

Bungle in the jungle? Or Wango-Tango? 

Thanks, Uncle Ted, but I make my own.

Checked out the Red Rocker Horrible Menswear in the mall, after taking Daughter to a nearby store to get a gift for her friend (it was one of those stores where no one over 30 belongs - deathmetal headbanger music¹ blaring (I think my ears were bleeding afterwards), and a tatted/pierced goth teenybopper cashier displaying her big valley for everyone to see (Doctor, my eyes!):

No, I didn't ask them if Sammy was in.  Whaddya think - I'm twelve years old? 
But,, I may have thought about it. (And yes, I know it's not spelled the same.)

Those were the days...

I have no idea what the donor car is for this:

Anyone?

Was almost eaten alive by Jaws:

After locating a bigger boat on the showroom floor, 

Mr. Holland and I took care of business, though.

Every day we watched as an additional egg was deposited in the nesting box:

And ended the week riding a train in the rain:

No, my mother did not just get out of prison, my eyes are not blue, 

and the line didn't run to Luckenbach - why do you ask?

At the beginning of the week, we'd made a spreadsheet of tasks to accomplish.  The results were a bit short of the mark:

	10%	20%	30%	40%	50%	60%	70%	80%	90%	☺Complete☺
Aluminum Cans	x	x	x	x	x	x	x	x	x	Yes
Plastic Bags	x	x	x	x	x	x	x	x	x	Yes
Kitchen Table	x
High Kitchen Counter
#######'s Room
Don's Desk
Back of ########	x	x
Front Sidewalk	x	x
Master Bathtub
Utility Room	x	x	x
Back Porch
#######'s Bathroom
Master Bathroom Floor
Master Bathroom Counter
Kitchen Stoveside Counters	x
Kitchen Sinkside Counters	x	x
Refrigerator	x	x	x
Freezer
Kitchen Floor	x
Linen Closet
Front Entry
Front Closet	x
Fireplace
Den South Wall
Sofa	x	x	x
Middle Bedroom	x
Yard
Scout Shed
##### trunk
Master Bedroom Bed
Batteries	x	x
Aldi Boxes	x	x	x	x
Master Toilet	x	x
South Fence
Behind Sofa
Plastic containers	x	x	x	x	x	x
Reloading gear	x	x	x	x

But, I can do those when Daughter is not here.

I am blessed.

Wonder if Dew still has the unicorn in his backyard?

¹ With apologies to Combat Kev.

Wrapping it up

Brandon gets scolded by Susan...

Domestic man

As I always lock my office door at night, the cleaning crew never gets to vacuum there.

I finally got tired of seeing paper punch dots, so I took matters into my own hands.

Who knew I could operate such a device?

Abram & Sarai

...but not Martin & John.