Futility Now

Here is Yoshi in his new favorite sleeping place.

Here’s what I had for dinner last night. I basically looked around on the counters and chopped up everything that was about to go off and threw it at some olive oil. It was fantastic.

Here are some pictures of the sky looking ominous.

Here is a truck with one of everything on it.

Here are some excellent chicken and waffles from Mack and Dub’s Excellent Chicken and Waffles.

Here is some sweet, sweet New Aesthetic action for you.

So we just got home from Trinidad. In Trinidad we drank fine wines, at delicious food and lounged around in a hot tub. On the downside, Hazel really did a number on her ankle because she was looking at the spectacular view instead of the porch in front of her. Now she’s on crutches. At any rate, here are a bunch of pictures.

There was also a lot of rain, but it was nice to just watch it through the windows. The drive home was also pretty soggy, and we stopped on the other side of Rice Hill, which is always fun.

We love the Rice Hill I-5 exit.  It’s between Curtin and Drain, if that tells you anything. We pass by anytime we travel down to California or Southern Oregon.  There is an amazing old school drive-in/up/thru place with burgers, fries, and shakes to die for.  Across the freeway, same exit, there is this chalet-style motel called the Ranch Motel — a string of tiny A-frame cabins with a bigger central establishment.  It probably comes as no surprise that I am extremely fond of A-frames. I have been wanting to check it out for years now (funny how the older you get, the more accurate that statement becomes).

It was not a disappointment! We were all in pretty desperate straits, me enough so that I ordered a Monte Cristo, which came with a pineapple ring on top. Awesome!  Why don’t more entrees come this way?

In our great wisdom, we also ordered two slices of cream pie to go — a very promising beginning to our Spring Break.

Speaking of last weekend, we had a really marvelous dinner on Saturday. We stopped by a farm stand between Silverton and Portland and loaded up on all kinds of delicious stuff.

Speaking of things that are orange: