Presidential Debate

...was so great that I ended up looking for domain names I should have secured. Too late, just like some of the debate.


Seriously, though, Obama seemed a bit jumpy or nervous, but I think he was appropriately irate and ready to dispute the inaccuracies of the talking points that McCain spat out.

In case you were wondering, OBAMA '08!


Just one more mantis



Return of the Mantii

On Saturday we drove by O'Rourke's and noticed their new outdoor seating.


A thought crossed my mind which was "Maybe we should go to O'Rourke's for breakfast tomorrow..." and so a plan was hatched for Sunday morning. It was still Saturday, however, and we were driving by O'Rourke's on our way to Wethersfield, to visit Sit'n'Knit because someone needed needles. It wasn't me, but I did buy some yarn. A nice fall-ish scottish tweed, to go with my scotch.

scotch and scottish tweed

I am knitting a hat (shocker!) with it, but we'll see how that turns out.

self portrait with accessories

Fall is headed our way, but Sunday turned out to be a beautiful end to summer. We did end up at O'Rourke's with Bethany, with a not too long wait, and the always entertaining Middletown Main Street.


Val and Bethany both ordered specials from the verbal menu, and I had a classic with a twist.

Val's bread pudding (!) french toast
O'Rourke's bread pudding (!!!) french toast

Bethany's fritatta with veggie hash
O'Rourke's fritata/veggie hash special

Alex's Casino omelet (crab & bacon) with gravlax (!) on top
O'Rourke's Casino omelet with gravlax

After an extravagant and leisurely breakfast, our penance was a hike through Hubbard Park to Castle Craig.

Hubbard Park

Hubbard Park is really a nice park, but Castle Craig isn't really a castle. After a very rocky, largely vertical trail, we finally reached the summit, where a parking lot (DOH!) greeted us as we emerged from the trees. And the story of "Castle" Craig.

Castle Craig

Which basically was the plan of Ol' Crazy Hubbard, but the view is quite nice.

Castle Craig

Castle Craig

Castle Craig

Castle Craig

You can actually go up to the top of the tower, which is cool, and should be really nice for the soon-to-be fall foliage season. I think we'll try the parking lot next time.

Upon our return home, there was yet another Praying Mantis on our front door. I don't know if the locals are used to seeing them so frequently, but I certainly am not, and find myself running for my camera every time I see one.


This one was crawling up the door and grabbed a little white spider for a snack.



(BKY=Bucky=Buckminster Fuller)

New Haven Station

Last Sunday Bethany, Val and I headed to the New Haven to catch the Metro North train to the NYC. Our one true objective was to visit the Whitney Museum and take in the R. Buckminster Fuller exhibit therein. Added bonus #1, there was also a Robert Mapplethorpe Polaroid exhibit there. Added bonus #2, also lots of great arts. Added bonus #3, NYC.


Almost right outside of Grand Central Terminal was a street fair stretching for several blocks, with food and random product vendors. The street was closed to vehicle traffic, and full of hot ladies, tempting me with their wares.

Gyros lady

Don't get me wrong, I love me some gyros, but being a married man now, I resisted the sirens and had the falafel pita, which for some reason contained one stuffed grape leaf and one tiny veggie egg roll, but was nevertheless delicious. Shoulda snapped a picture, but I was hungry, so I ate it.

Our walk up to the Whitney showed off some of the usual sights in New York. Men with fabulous shoes, for one.

...those shoes

Still, it never fails to amaze me how I always seem to see some kind of construction equipment in the city that I have never seen anywhere else. Like this pavement eating saw, for example.

a saw I saw

YIKES! This has to be one of my favorite warning labels.

see and be sawn

Don't touch it, don't get anywhere near it, just STAY AWAY! We kept moving, through Central Park, and emerged to find the Whitney, right where they said it would be, in all it's big, blocky glory.



Unfortunately, there was no photo taking allowed in the galleries, and you couldn't drive the Dymaxion car, and so on and so on, so I'll leave you to discover the wonders of Bucky on your own. The Whitney has a cool ceiling in the lobby, though.

Whitney ceiling

Leaving the museum, we were a bit indecisive as to what our next objective should be.


We walked around, hung out in Central Park, and went into the Apple cube but it was a crazy zoo so we went right back out again. Then we got milkshakes at someplace called popburger. It was like a trendy White Castle, but the shakes were good. Some of the walls were good too, in their own creepy way.


We debated the idea of "firm fries" and agreed that it was not really the best description of desirable fry quality. Soggy fries are gross, but firm fries aren't necessarily the ideal. Milkshakes are good, though.

After a little more aimless wandering, we finally saw the light.

red & blue

Sorry, I just kind of liked that picture. We then decided to take the train back to New Haven with enough time to spare for some New Haven pizza. New York is great and all, but c'mon, New Haven pizza is the best!

Jesus H. Chrysler Building!

A fine time was had by all, and I did manage to pick up the Bucky exhibit book, Starting With The Universe, and a Bucky DVD that primarily features footage of Bucky himself, to add to my Bucky library.


Renault 4

I saw a few of these in Paris, all clearly well loved by their owners, but none probably quite as well loved as this one.

It's no Subaru wagon, but in my mind it is the perfect size for most folk's transportation needs.


Renault wagon