Oddball Observations

Regular readers of this blog are familiar with my BFF, Blackwell, who came to us as a scarred up little stray that I named Blackie Detroit. ...

Yesterday was the BRD's birthday.  In the morning, she jumped out of an airplane.  No, really!  She went sky-diving for the first time i...

Oh, look, ma.  It's that crazy Catalyst out to amuse us again. Those two are from my bookselling days. This one is dedic...

College days, late 1950's, pretending to be a journalist Backstage at a concert by the Dave Brubeck Quartet (Left to right)...

As we were headed home from our road trip, we pulled into the tiny burg of Skull Valley. What we saw at the now-closed fuel station w...

On our visit to Wickenburg, we encountered this old train engine and caboose near the railroad tracks.  No longer in service except for muse...