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Virginia Dobie is pictured here sending a long distance shout out to Dobie #2 in California. Oh yes…hi to Ginger and James as well.

Oh and James…I won. 🙂

So, for the past few days, I’ve been amusing myself (and my friend Chris) with the silly tale of a little girl and her pet cow. I’ve re-told the story a few times now…and I’m pretty sure its just funny to me…but I must document the moment.

(Side note: you can thank the good folks at United for having time to kill. Have you ever hesitantly checked the in-flight magazine to see what hit-or-miss movie you might have ahead of you, only to find a movie you have never heard of…but thought that at least it wasn’t ANOTHER movie that you KNEW you wouldn’t like? Well…I did. So, on comes the movie…after a miserable SNL skit…and sure enough its the crap-fest movie I didn’t want to see. Sooooooo depressing 20min into a cross-country flight.)

So on with the cow tale.

I think the story is shorter than my movie rant. Sigh.

Anyhow, this weekend, Jeff, Chris, and I were flipping channels and happened upon a reality show on TLC about children and beauty pageants. Trust me…this entire show is a train wreck about these poor kids in horrid outfits with Tammy Faye makeup. Just sad.

Anyhow, the most memorable of this tragic bunch was a little girl from some southern town that I can’t recall. When asked why she wanted to win the $1000 prize, this sweet child said…in charming southern drawl…that she wanted to buy a cow.
What good fortune for us viewers. The little girl won. And sure enough, the first words to her mother were to ask if she really could buy the cow.

On a happy note…I am sure that someday, this girl will be able to sue her mom for her therapy bills when she learns that her cute idiosyncrasies filmed for the world to blog about.

Hey…I grew up with chickens…but I didn’t talk about it on camera while smeared with candy-red lipstick. Now THAT would require therapy 🙂

(Oh. The movie is still running. And it still sucks!)

I spent a quick, festive evening in Seattle this week. Following a yummy team dinner at cozy Brasa in Belltown, some of my Seattle-based team set out on a party bus–complete with oversized, blue-neon speakers–in search of holiday decorations. The singing and dancing was notable, but one particular song stood out in my mind…the bouncy Texas Chainsaw Christmas tune…from the zany minds that brought us Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer. It was a bit surreal to be driving through a quiet neighborhood festooned with lights, while we learned about Chucky’s first chainsaw.

Oh yes…here ya go, hotel window fans 🙂

A friendly shout-out to the oblivious ass two rows up who reviewed his 'big day' in great detail on his bluetooth headset for the entire plane to hear…I don't know who your buddy 'big dog' is, but I'm sure he doesn't care how you are wintering your boats any more than I do!

My Fort Mason Photography friends and I held our annual holiday photo show this weekend. (Say ‘hi’ to Charlotte, Susan, and Beverly above.) The 10 of us had a full room on Friday night for our opening, but some sloooooooow patches on Saturday and Sunday afternoons. We had several sales…but many more lookers this year. That didn’t stop us from setting up a fine looking show, and sipping some festive wine together 🙂