so i went down to the local RV resort, to visit my parents in their trailer. the RV resort was packed full, and in full-on holiday party mode, including an outdoor karaoke setup complete with a really good p.a. system and disco lights. i am here to tell you that the words ‘outdoor’ and ‘karaoke’ do not go together. it’s not fair to impose that sort of thing on people who don’t choose to be karaoke’d at.
amanda, francois, and kurtwood were there too. isn’t my daughter gorgeous? isn’t her boyfriend cute? isn’t my son a small maniac? yes, yes, and yes.
my parents like to collect magnets from all the various places they visit. this is about half of the magnet wall, and the collection has spilled over to the range hood. they used to collect spoons, i imagine they still have a about a bajillion of those too. as i’ve said before, they love to roam the west in their trailer.
they brought my ex-bird, the former wigbasket (now known as b.j., after b.j. thomas). wigbasket had that name for a reason – he was mildly insane when we had him, and is now completely insane. the only human he tolerates is my dad, everyone else (including my mom), if they are in his view he shrieks incessantly till they are out of sight. i mean, he doesn’t stop. hates people. hates them. you can see in that picture he’s all ruffled, and screaming at me. that’s all anyone but my dad ever sees of him.
and speaking of pictures, i’m going to participate in Patti’s camera day next weekend, kind of a camera-thon, actually, but just an all-day thing. it’ll get me out wandering the neighborhood on an hourly basis, and i’ll probably see things i wouldn’t otherwise, in that whenver the hour changes, i stop then and take a picture. there will be great fun, next sunday.
more news of the parents as it unfolds, i still have to try to get them interested in the fact i have a weblog (efforts thus far have been less than productive).