Turning lemons into lemonade.

Lemon: The city cut down one of our trees today. It was on the outside of our fence facing Holmes Road. They cut it with no notice, significantly reducing the afternoon shade in our backyard. Apparently they cut it to prevent it from buckling the sidewalk. Ok… I can live with this I suppose, since I guess I would have eventually been grumbling on this blog about being assessed for a new sidewalk, but they’ve left sections of trunk lying on the ground & sidewalk and about 5 feet of trunk still sticking up out of the ground with a big “W” spray-painted on it.

Lemonade: If they don’t come finish their hackjob soon, I’ll take some pleasure in hauling the sections of trunk out to Brookside and depositing them in the mayor’s front yard. I’ll take even more satisfaction in hiring a skilled chainsaw carver to turn the section of the trunk still in the ground into a message for the city. I’m thinking big block letters reading “GLORIA MUST GO!” or similar. Ideas?

You know what I love?

My kilt. Wore it to the bar tonight to throw darts. Am told I got some judgmental looks from the local queers. Dudes, you’re sucking dick in the corner. Don’t throw shade on me.

Also, I smelled awesome!

She raise that ass like a turbolift.

NSFW.

Pausing to take it in.

Barack Obama is the presumptive Democratic nominee. Years from now, I’ll tell my future little greyhounds where I was on this historic night: logged in & pounding away for The Work.

The killer from Obama’s speech tonight regarding John McCain’s military service to his country? “I honor that service, and I respect his many accomplishments, even if he chooses to deny mine.”

Let’s bang this out, kids.

God’s chosen lunch.

Here’s a thing you should do next year. Visit KosherFest 2009. The fine folks at Congregation Ohev Sholom are in their second year of celebrating Jewish foodways with this amazing Prairie Village festival. I can’t recommend it enough. It’s the perfect festival in that there’s really nothing to do but eat (there’s some live music & dancing and some kids’ crap sort of out-of-the-way & around the back, but food’s the focus here). And the food is glorious! We enjoyed some amazing traditional dishes: latkes; chopped liver sandwiches; bagels with cream cheese, lox, onions and tomatoes; cabbage rolls & the most amazing honey cake into which I’ve ever set tooth. I think this is my new favorite Kansas City festival.