FRIDAY FUNNIES

Gosh, I love Fridays. It's the day of the week that I get to be just silly. 

My friend, Jager, has been running an email meme which started with an epic scene from The Wire. Unfortunately, I can't run that scene or any of the subsequent comments here. It's only for big folks with nasty minds.

But nevertheless, let's get on with it.

Seeing a theme here? Well I can put a stop to that by commenting on Robert's diet.

Ooooooohhhh!

Hey, speaking of women, let's not forget Mom. Mothers' Day is Sunday.

I may forget, though, because . . .

In past weeks I have shown you numerous photos of my friends, the cats, sleeping in unusual places or positions. This week it's the dogs' turn.

That last one is my favorite.

The cats, Yin and Yang, have a more serious thought in mind this week.

Thanks for the contributions, folks, have a great weekend and remember to keep a smile on your face.

THROWBACK THURSDAY

The early 1990's in Austin, Texas. A photo taken by SWMBO. Submitted for an Extra (or better) role in motion pictures.

I landed two Extra (no better) parts in "What's Eating Gilbert Grape", with Johnny Depp and Leonardo DiCaprio, and "A Perfect World", with Clint Eastwood, Kevin Costner and Laura Dern.

One day each. But it was fun.

My Oscar role still awaits.

AN UNIDENTIFIED VISITOR

The bird bath just outside my window attracts a wide variety of avians. Many house finches, including some newborns. An occasional bluejay. Mourning doves. Warblers. And this character which I have yet to be able to identify. Some type of oriole, perhaps? The photo of him up in the tree shows the most color.

There must be some birdwatchers out there in the blogosphere who can give this bird a name.

LIGHTING THE DARKNESS

Strange patterns cast by a hanging lantern.

The magic lantern itself.

Nighttime and some fanciful lights cause the mind to wander into the land of Arabian Nights.

Or something.

WARBLERS

Over the past several weeks we have been banned from sitting on our front patio because a pair of Warblers had built a nest and begun a new brood. We have patiently watched the birds fly to and from the nest, perch on it and then, once the eggs that had been laid began to hatch, waited somewhat patiently for sights of the new babies.

One day recently I finally saw one of the new fledglings sitting on a table directly in front of our front windows.

It appeared fearless as I took many pictures through the window. It even stayed put as the watchful Blackwell got as close to the window as he could.

One of it's parents arrived with something for it to eat. 

It stayed on the table for a long time, stretching its wings, seeming to get the feel of its own body.

Eventually it flew to the ground where it stayed even longer as its parents fluttered back and forth around it. And then it flew away.

But a day later a second one appeared and the two seemed confused as they fluttered about. First one, then the other perched on a wire of lights hung for my party recently and there they sat, side by side.

Finally they were gone, off to find adventure in their new world.

And we got our front patio back. 

At least for awhile.

FLORAL BEAUTY

Saturday at Mortimer Nursery in Prescott. What better welcome to spring than the showy iris.

It seemed like every color of the rainbow was featured in these gorgeous spring blooms.

All of this beauty in one tent under the auspices of the . . .

Nice job, growers!

PONY SHOW

In Louisville, Kentucky, and throughout the world today is known as Derby Day for the running of the Kentucky Derby.

But in Prescott, Arizona, there was a different kind of pony show today, named for a different kind of racer.

It was the annual gathering of the Ford Mustang automobiles.

They gathered, aptly, in the parking lot of the local In 'n' Out Burger. The classic Ford automobiles were present in every color under the sun. Even pink.

That car is owned by a lady. If the color didn't clue you in, what she had under the hood would have.

Another car owner brought a little bit of automotive history to his car.

Other owners just relied on displaying good old muscle power under their hoods.

With a little help from the logo of the car.

The classic Mustang steering wheel looks kind of fragile by today's heavily padded standards.

There were also some Shelby Cobras on display.

Though this one with the classic lines wasn't one of the authentic originals, one car owner told me. It was being offered for sale for around $35,000. He said if it was an original the price would be more like $500,000!

The owner of this black beauty said it had been rebuilt to Cobra standards.

What I found amusing about it was what was stated on the placard in front of it.

FRIDAY FUNNIES

On this May Day, we shall return once again to LAST Friday when my quiet home was invaded by this noisy group of lunatics, the Heathen Tabernacle Choir, intent on shattering the peace and celebrating my 75th birthday. (Sound up, please.)

The caterwauling cacaphony has died down now but the memory lingers on. Here then are mugshots of the participants.

The Choir Directors

The Conspirators

The American Gothics

The Laughing Lovebirds

The Honoree/Victim

As regular readers know I always try to end the Friday Funnies with a picture or two of cats.

But the one I rounded up wasn't having any of that red nose.

Fortunately I did locate his cousin who, while refusing the clown nose, did consent to dress up in party gear.

Once again I must thank my friends for "honoring" me with their presence.

But be advised, you other folks, should a red-nosed choir show up at your door, don't open it!

In the meantime, keep laughing!