Wonder Woman is my co-pilot

I loved Wonder Woman growing up. When I was asked in kindergarten who my idol was I answered, “Wonder Woman”. Everyone else answered “Mom” or “Dad”. I was a weird kid. ANYWAY…

A new Wonder Woman movie is in negotiations with screenplay by our favorite Firefly/Serenity creator, Joss Whedon. Guess which beautiful person is up for the part? Charisma Carpenter!

I just sent her a message on MySpace asking what the fans can do to help make that happen. Perhaps spamming Joss Whedon with “We love Charisma!!” would do the trick…

Escape (the Piña Colada song)

This one goes out to all of you lovers who are in a rut:

I was tired of my lady
We’d been together too long
Like a worn-out recording
Of a favorite song
So while she lay there sleeping
I read the paper in bed
And in the personal columns
There was this letter I read

“If you like Pina Coladas
And getting caught in the rain
If you’re not into yoga
If you have half a brain
If you’d like making love at midnight
In the dunes on the Cape
Then I’m the love that you’ve looked for
Write to me and escape.”

I didn’t think about my lady
I know that sounds kind of mean
But me and my old lady
Have fallen into the same old dull routine
So I wrote to the paper
Took out a personal ad
And though I’m nobody’s poet
I thought it wasn’t half bad

“Yes I like Pina Coladas
And getting caught in the rain
I’m not much into health food
I am into champagne
I’ve got to meet you by tomorrow noon
And cut through all this red-tape
At a bar called O’Malley’s
Where we’ll plan our escape.”

So I waited with high hopes
And she walked in the place
I knew her smile in an instant
I knew the curve of her face
It was my own lovely lady
And she said, “Oh it’s you.”
Then we laughed for a moment
And I said, “I never knew.”

That you like Pina Coladas
Getting caught in the rain
And the feel of the ocean
And the taste of champagne
If you’d like making love at midnight
In the dunes of the Cape
You’re the lady I’ve looked for
Come with me and escape

Speech! Speech!

Oregano, you’re probably on honeymoon, but I’d just like to congratulate you on getting married almost two weeks ago. I hope the day went perfectly and you’re enjoying sand between your toes and a margarita or two with your sweetest heart.

Cheers,
Poppy

I’m not dead yet!

Unlike this Monarch butterfly, I am not dead.

I found her under a clump of grass in our back yard. I think she died of natural causes, but she might have died when the clump of grass squashed her? Who knows. No CSIs for butterflies. Well, okay, there are Is for butterflies but no CSIs.

In case you’re like P’nut and want to know how the porch building is coming along, here’s a shot from this morning!

Complete with vinyl beadboard under the porch roof!

A reminder of what it looked like before the work started: