Random Things

Giant Ledge – Catskills

This was home to a young monkey.

I grew up in the southern part of the Catskill Mountains. Catskill State Park encompasses 4 counties in NYS. The hunting, fishing , hiking, skiing, scenery is fantastic. There are even some nice people to be found.

Summer evenings I used to fly out of a little strip in Ellenville NY – LHJ – head west ish and circle the reservoir and turn back for beer and whatnot with my redneck buddies at some of the skankiest dives in the northeast. Good Times.

Head a bit northwest and you get to Lake Ontario –

That’s Sodus Bay Lighthouse – it’s a park now.

Around the corner (point to the right) one of my aunt and uncle’s has a camp. Was up there over the weekend of the 4th for a visit.

You can see the park from their side yard.

Heading east…

Bannerman Island

In the Hudson River by Newburg/Beacon NY sits an old arsenal. I think it was partially destroyed in the early 1900’s by an explosion.

Slightly west:

Pete’s hotdogs – Newburg NY – best hotdog on the East Coast. They’ve been around for 90 ish years I believe. When you stop there (and you must if you’re in the area) order a couple of Texas Loaded and a Cream soda. Tell ’em I sent you.

Now for random places I’ve never been – but the photos are interesting.

Eastern State Pen – Philly

Kennecott Mines – Alaska

Waverly Hills Sanatorium – KY and lumps cousin

Craco – Italy

Arico Leper Colony – Spain

Bannack State Park – Montana

Aniva Lighthouse – Russia

Ryugyong Hotel – North Korea

Deception Island – Antarctica

Tupolev 104

Sakhalin Island Airfield

VW Bug Graveyard – PA

Stack Rock Fort Island – Wales

Siberia

Scola Tower – Italy

Miner’s Cottages – North Wales

North Carolina

2000 year old Bath house – Algeria

Athens Greece

Romania

Phenomemenal

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Pupster’s Orchard

Hello, and welcome to another edition of What the Fuck is in Pupster’s Backyard.

THE ORCHARD IN QUESTION

We’ve already identified a thriving Persimmon Tree and Sick Peach Tree, today’s adventure will be finding out the provenance of Mystery Fruit 1. The Fruit in Question grows in the back of the Lizard Habitat in a very shady area, I’ve only clipped the branches that get in the way when I mow back there.

Mystery Fruit 1 drops all it’s leaves in the fall, it looks more like a bush than a tree, it’s only about 4 feet tall and about that wide. In March this year it popped out a bunch of tight pink blossoms that flowered white/pink and then dropped off.

Late spring early summer it leafs out with these dark red/purple long leaves that turn dark green later in the season.

The fruit start as little brown fuzzy looking balls, I thought they would be a nut of some kind, but they start to ripen into a yellow and then red peach-looking type deal.

The Fruit Flies LOVE THESE THINGS

Inside has a pit like a peach, yellow meat, the green looking side is not ripe yet I think. I’m not doing a taste test fuck that.

I’ll save Mystery Fruit 2 for another day, and ask the question:

WHAT THE FUCK IS IN PUPSTER’S YARD and will LUMPS EAT IT if I ship it to her?

Karma

I think I mentioned in the comment section a glorious conversation I had with my stoner, loser, father in law. Let me expand the conversation so you can laugh and cry along with me.

First, I was down in FL on very short notice to fix up my POS condo that was to be sold. The tenants had trashed the place so I needed to paint, make a few repairs, and get the carpet replaced. Since this is Florida, you can’t count on anyone other than your own cheesebag. Hired cheesebags will stiff you, leave you wondering, and steal the cabinets from the walls if left unattended.

So there I was, after driving 8 hours, busting my ass for two days to repair said shit hole, when my asshole father in law invites me for dinner. Great, I say. No problem. I’ll meet you at your mom’s house (not a euphemism) and we’ll go our for Messican.

Out of the shower and I’m ready to go. Plans have changed, we’re going out for Vietnamese but whatever. I’m hungry and looking forward to some fun with GNDs grandma (she’s 91 and sharp as a tack) and her uncle, who is basically a Hostage. They’re awesome people and serve as a shield to my AHFIL. When I look at dear sweet grandma and ask her if she wants to ride with me, she informs that she’s not going. She thought it would be nice if AHFIL and I could spend time together.

The world stopped. I had gone deaf. Nothing made sense. I blinked, tried to gather my shit and desperately tried to control the fear and shock spreading across my face.

My mind instantly went to the scene in The Empire Strikes Back where Luke, missing a hand, beaten to a pulp, and hanging over the edge of an impossibly long fall, finds out he’s the spawn of Darth Vader. If I were in that situation and Vader was my AHFIL and he informed me in his deep, mechanical voice that he is indeed taking me out for Vietnamese for dinner alone, I would have fucking jumped too. Sweet death take me now.

Meming Alive

The List

Ok, so recently I was strongly encouraged to attend a struggle session at work, and it couldn’t have been more cringe. Think of that time Hotspur got caught in women’s underwear for the first time in the Macy’s dressing room. Take that, square it, add a cheese bag, and divide by the number of hot dogs Jay ate for breakfast.

Maximum cringe.

One of my favorite things that terrible public speakers all seem to do, is say that they want participation, discussion, disagreement, and debate. From there they generally talk for 20 minutes without taking a breath.

In that first 20 mins I learned a few things:

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