Lonely Days, Lonely Nights, When Am I Gonna See My Woman?

I know I don't supply music with this blog, but I am certain some of my titles can get you humming...assuming you are of the right age group. I have long ago decided I need Cora to sleep. When she is gone, I stay up late and get up early. I don’t do much, so that is not useful, just annoying. She is a little like a night light that does not illuminate, but rather warms the bed. Plus, she is cuddly. The kids miss her, too. I am not the same. Toby does not get the lap he is accustomed to…my lap does not accommodate him like hers…mainly because I don’t reposition for his convenience…if he fits he can stay, if he does not, he goes to his own bed…and it is not his choice. The cat is still an annoying dirty sweater, but he is a sweater that wants food…I don’t want to feed him, aren’t cats supposed to be self-sufficient? Go kill something and eat it, kitty!


Here is a picture of Gracie, my In-laws' cat...isn't she sweet? Apart from that aura of evil...she looks cute, huh?


Below is the next picture coming out of Oakland, what you see there is just north of the Hornet Museum. The Mythbusters Team has done things here...remember the tree canon? That was on one of these runways. There is an underwater tunnel that connects Alameda with the city of Oakland, but it is somewhere just out of the picture. In the lower left hand part of the picture you can see the old Sea Plane ramp, where seaplanes were taxied onto land for maintenance.

The last is a photo of a C-141, the workhorse of Military Air Transport Command for the better part of 40 years. these used to fly over my house when I was growing up...every night at about 5:00pm.