I Is For…

Welcome to another Tuesday filled with photos I wouldn’t be sharing today had someone put the alphabet in a different order.  It’s time for edition number nine, number nine, number nine of The Nest’s Photography A to Z challenge!  Today’s letter promises to knock me right between the I’s… so while I recover, you can read the rules for this challenge that you probably can recite from memory now…

  • Only photos I took myself will be used.
  • All photos used will have been taken without any thought given to this challenge.

I, I Captain.  This one ain’t gonna be easy, but I’m gonna give it my best shot…

ICICLES hanging off the house next door a few winters ago.

An IDIOT on his IPHONE in my backyard.  OK, I don’t know if that’s actually an iPhone or not… but he is an idiot, as a community service punishment is why he’s having to clean out my ditch.

Nine INCHES of snow that fell back in January 2011.  That’s a big snowstorm for us…

This young lady in front of me at the ballpark has some INK advertising to the world that she is INDEPENDENT.  The crown is a nice touch, but remember folks…. tattoos are artwork, not literature… and should be seen and not read.

Biskit INSIDE of the basket!  A laundry hamper, actually…

The Cleveland INDIANS getting hammered as they typically have when I have watched them.  Hey, at least Luis Valbuena still has a career in Major League Baseball, unlike most of the other players in those lineups from 2009…

An ITCHY squirrel in my backyard tree.

Yes, that’s Cousin ITT and Thing from The Addams Family looking over Buster’s dead body.  A scene from the very first edition of Shelf Critter Theatre…

This way to ILLINOIS, so I know I’m heading home.

IMO’S PIZZA is an ICON in the St. Louis area since people around here have come to like their pizza to be served on a cracker

A seal on an ISLAND!  If you think I’m playing I pretty fast and loose, just wait until the letters start getting to be real fun…

If you made it through these imitation images of the letter I, then let me treat you to some shaved ICE from my trusty sno cone maker that has helped me get through the past 14 summers.  Careful not to eat it too fast, or you’ll get brain freeze and won’t be able to fully enjoy my try at J walking next Tuesday…

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Try Try Again

Oh well… everyone makes misteaks.

Good morning, students!  I hope you enjoyed the weekend, because it’s Monday now.  That means it’s time to pay attention and take out those silly earbuds so you can enrich the auditory part of your brain with another lost lesson from the old school that you can only find in darkened cloakroom of The Nest’s Dusty Vinyl Archive!  DJ Emeritus Scratchy is about ready to educate you kids out there with some of the music that your parents thought was cool, while the teacher’s aide Sponkies make sure all the audio/video equipment is working correctly.  Don’t worry, we brought enough earworms to share with the entire class…

Not many famous musicians who don’t fit the one hit wonder label are as strongly associated with only one of their songs as Gerry Rafferty is to his 1978 epic “Baker Street”… a song that was inspired by the legal purgatory Rafferty found himself in due to the breakup of Stealer’s Wheel and the complicated recording contract they had.  The reclusive Rafferty wasn’t much for the celebrity spotlight as it is, and though the success of “Baker Street” set him up for life, the fame it brought him was quite unwelcome and kept him from perpetuating his good fortune.  One of the primary reasons Rafferty’s career quickly faded out as the 80’s approached was his unwillingness to support his albums by touring and just wanting to be left alone…

If only all “recording stars” felt this way…

Once you get the Baker Street saxophone earworm out of your head, you can probably recall Rafferty’s other big solo hit “Right Down the Line,” and of course his lone hit with Stealers Wheel “Stuck in the Middle With You.”  He had a couple other minor hits, however… and the one I’m going to feature on the DVA this week was the last of his five solo Top 40 US hits.  Reaching #21 in the summer of 1979, here’s the eerily awesome “Get It Right Next Time”…

There are so many instrumental intricacies to this song that make me love it so much more than Rafferty’s better known hits.  First off, the music is like a perfectly pieced together collage of all the sounds that made late 70’s/early 80’s soft rock one of the most underrated genres of all time.  The way the instruments fade in and out between verses is another cool trick.  And that barely audible saxophone that accents the background of the intro!  The prominent sax solo from Baker Street used to annoy me as a kid having to listen to it on the radio, so this is a welcome change!

And of course the best thing about this video, shot in a recording studio, is the drummer…

Maybe you could comb over that bald spot with your beard…

ZZ Top should’ve kicked Frank Beard out and got this guy!

I’ll get it right next time….. next Monday.

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That Look

Dafuq is that dude doing?

Having taken a lot of pictures of squirrels in trees over the past few years, I am more than used to sights like the one you see in today’s featured photo.  Since the squirrels of my local park are not tame, they typically scatter when they realize I’m approaching and usually scurry up the closest tree.  But once they reach a place where they feel relatively safe, out pokes the head and I get that look.

As a species that is more prey than predator, squirrels have to be aware of their surroundings at all time in order to survive this cold, cruel world… and it is that hyper state of alert that accounts for much of that look.  But there’s also a tinge of genuine curiosity in that look which leads to what I consider to be a squirrel’s deer-in-the-headlights reaction, or a non-reaction, as it actually is since they will rarely flinch once they fixate on me.  He has to be wondering what in the hell I’m doing, why I’m apparently so fascinated with him and just what my intentions are with that scary black box I have up to my face.

I have no way to communicate to the poor critter that I only want to capture his pretty face for a blog post.  But that’s OK, because squirrels are so adorable when they are trying to make heads or tails out of a strange situation.  And this week’s Saturday Squirrel definitely has the look….

That look.

Have a great weekend everyone!

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Evil Squirrel’s Nest Comic #264 — 5/18/17

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Holy Hot Dog!

There are worse jobs than dressing up as a hot dog. Like being the person who has to escort the hot dog.

Welcome to the Wednesday feature I seem to do only when I feel like it now, Picture Day at The Nest!  Inspired by one of the comments on yesterday’s A to Z post that paid tribute to the strange letter aitch, I decided to dig out one of the deeply buried “treasures” of my critter populated shelf that I’ve never allowed to star on my blog before.

The title of this post was the exact exclamation made by Quirky Girl in response to the photo you see above of a rather awkward looking hot dog mascot I took a picture of at Progressive Field in 2009.  Onion, as she is called (Yes, there are female hot dogs you know), is one of the three anthropomorphic hot dogs that race (or raced, I have no idea if they still do it) at Cleveland Indians games.  If you’ve gone to a professional sporting event over the past two decades or so, you’ve probably encountered those booths on the concourse where for the small price of providing your personal information on a card (which would never be used to put you on a junk mail marketing list of course!), you can win some really tacky gift.  I gave a bunch of fake information did that before one of the games I saw there and walked away with this…

If this isn’t an oddball, I don’t know what is.

That is the stuffie version of Onion, and as you can see on her right arm, she even carries the purse Quirky Girl took note of that no doubt contains pictures of her little Vienna sausages, ketchup and mustard makeup, and assorted bun-length feminine hygiene products.  So what does our wienerette look like from the back, you’re wondering….

This glorified chew toy is sponsored by Sugardale, makers of fine quality mixed-species meats.

Other than being, well…….. too weird for even The Nest, the fact that she’s difficult to have sit upright is among the reasons you’ll probably never see her in a future episode of Shelf Critter Theatre.  Well, that and the reality that I employ too many creepy, predatory critters who might want to do more than just nibble on her ends…

Hey there, sweat meat! Mind if I put my hot dog in your bun?

Damn, I actually miss putting together those fucked up SCT’s….

Sorry, dude, but I’m kinda hogging the stage right now.

I may or may not have another plump and juicy photo for you to eat up next Wednesday….

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