tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post2965096816213754461..comments2024-02-26T10:52:14.585-08:00Comments on Glimpses of South Pasadena: Caption this photo... (#18)Laurie Alleehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14460272282273523408noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-84846413561920577602009-09-26T13:57:50.036-07:002009-09-26T13:57:50.036-07:00I can't really think of a caption, but the cha...I can't really think of a caption, but the chair and trash can look like they're up to no good. Like they're sneaking away. I like it.Natalie DeJohnhttp://www.directoryofdigitalphotography.com/photographers-subject/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-23556186074153847382009-09-25T20:39:43.874-07:002009-09-25T20:39:43.874-07:00Virg, you are awesome.Virg, you are awesome.Laurie Alleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14460272282273523408noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-36595308391956191602009-09-25T19:08:08.037-07:002009-09-25T19:08:08.037-07:00I 've got a thang for that hunky trashman and ...I 've got a thang for that hunky trashman and i'm gonna sit here till he shows up and then I'm gonna..... <br />V<br /><br />Have I lived in Alabama too long? I'm thinking so...Virginiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01152464973355194995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-23335985800940386502009-09-25T00:40:24.918-07:002009-09-25T00:40:24.918-07:00I love you people!!!
I am still laughing. Than...I love you people!!! <br /><br />I am still laughing. Thank you. I have said it before but I'll repeat myself -- these are my favorite posts. You are all so funny and clever.<br /><br />Until tomorrow!Laurie Alleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14460272282273523408noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-3932659244130321712009-09-25T00:33:55.715-07:002009-09-25T00:33:55.715-07:00The cat's favorite chair at his favorite resta...The cat's favorite chair at his favorite restaurant. <br /><br />You find the most unusual things, Laurie!Hildahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03572824685124656116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-89555716197433634422009-09-24T18:02:15.109-07:002009-09-24T18:02:15.109-07:00Oleg K... HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!!!!!Oleg K... HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!!!!!Yakpatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09788658793693064873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-19800219343394295992009-09-24T17:34:53.938-07:002009-09-24T17:34:53.938-07:00Hey, hey sweet thang, whatchoo doing sitting round...Hey, hey sweet thang, whatchoo doing sitting round here. Well Mr Heavy Duty, I'm lookin at you Mr fine looking hard body with a great can. Let's take out the trash and make some cash you comfortable looking flower child.Double "D"https://www.blogger.com/profile/03650681131780105694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-36494096717326425432009-09-24T14:33:05.697-07:002009-09-24T14:33:05.697-07:00Love your poem, Judy!
I agree with Mr Earl about t...Love your poem, Judy!<br />I agree with Mr Earl about the picture itself.<br />They are all great and I'm still laughing!Shannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01608168607510299123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-54353984995170483852009-09-24T12:20:30.998-07:002009-09-24T12:20:30.998-07:00Waiting for the bins.Waiting for the bins.Halcyonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02729819462354019534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-1740077288824971112009-09-24T11:49:56.492-07:002009-09-24T11:49:56.492-07:00Sometimes Old Man Hector just liked to sit with hi...Sometimes Old Man Hector just liked to sit with his trash.Oleg K.https://www.blogger.com/profile/17930758085609281980noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-20878613421196314702009-09-24T10:44:25.023-07:002009-09-24T10:44:25.023-07:00Caption: Four Star Dining for a Dumpster Diver.Caption: Four Star Dining for a Dumpster Diver.dbdubyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08462665006132459258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-4426457862730430032009-09-24T10:09:07.526-07:002009-09-24T10:09:07.526-07:00Judy... did you write that poem?Judy... did you write that poem?Yakpatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09788658793693064873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-17211821885965622062009-09-24T09:56:24.674-07:002009-09-24T09:56:24.674-07:00Q: Only 1 of these is Trash. Which 1 is it?Q: Only 1 of these is Trash. Which 1 is it?Cafe Pasadenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12366911652838118347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-82576927612698603082009-09-24T09:30:53.458-07:002009-09-24T09:30:53.458-07:00These are outstanding!!!These are outstanding!!!Laurie Alleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14460272282273523408noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-16550012196505951972009-09-24T08:49:19.088-07:002009-09-24T08:49:19.088-07:00"Armchair Consumer""Armchair Consumer"Richard Lidzbarskinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-37572074316757765512009-09-24T08:48:13.888-07:002009-09-24T08:48:13.888-07:00George wanted to make sure the trashman picked up ...George wanted to make sure the trashman picked up the old chair he'd left out by the trash, so he asked Barbara to make sure. Babs took a cup of tea and relaxed in her favorite old chair that she really didn't want to lose. She dozed off before the refuse collector arrived. She slept so soundly that the trashman thought she was a mannequin and that the "take me" sign she was holding was meant for her. Imagine the surprise George had when he went out to find an empty trash can and no Barbara. And, he was still stuck with the old chair. It was not a good day for George.dbdubyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08462665006132459258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-32668211929771706312009-09-24T08:43:15.223-07:002009-09-24T08:43:15.223-07:00I don't know...it just doesn't get any bet...I don't know...it just doesn't get any better than Dixie Jane's "Grandma dips snuff"!!!TheChieftesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00153059825142977202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-70321707909666723012009-09-24T07:36:03.000-07:002009-09-24T07:36:03.000-07:00When Martha's husband forced her to discard he...When Martha's husband forced her to discard her chintz-covered chair, she tucked his lucky hockey puck into the seat corner.Yakpatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09788658793693064873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-35094713605077579092009-09-24T06:45:32.413-07:002009-09-24T06:45:32.413-07:00"Grandma Dips Snuff." Use your imaginat..."Grandma Dips Snuff." Use your imagination.....Dixie Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01591688785324214877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-71831197687112024312009-09-24T05:33:52.001-07:002009-09-24T05:33:52.001-07:00We have a polka-dotted glide rocker in our garage,...We have a polka-dotted glide rocker in our garage, it didn't make the cut, so we call it the Adult Timeout Chair. I'm reluctant to give it away, it's the chair where I read all 52 novels for my M.A. in Comp Lit in 1977...This is a delightful photograph, I would caption it Timeout Chair for the Missus (even old ladies can misbehave).slopoethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02776866768826145757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-73645262777143381302009-09-24T05:11:17.525-07:002009-09-24T05:11:17.525-07:00Judy: One of the bandleaders who plays at the loca...Judy: One of the bandleaders who plays at the local swing dances once introduced a song this way, "This song is about my uncle who was both an alcoholic and a gardener." He then proceeded to play "The Days of Wine and Roses." I can't hear the song anymore without thinking of that with a smile!Mister Earlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18405041951237611622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-80301558210482750682009-09-24T05:00:48.280-07:002009-09-24T05:00:48.280-07:00The colors in this shot are striking. It's li...The colors in this shot are striking. It's like a watercolor. Everything working together from the colors in the chair to the colors of the can and lid to the ivory and gray of the wall and shadow to the ground. One of the best!<br /><br />Caption: Grandma liked to sit outside all day, especially when she had the flu. She'd sip ginger ale, and the big can was always at the ready.Mister Earlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18405041951237611622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-12102470533501440082009-09-24T04:56:36.289-07:002009-09-24T04:56:36.289-07:00trash and chintz
her heart was broken
he left with...trash and chintz<br />her heart was broken<br />he left without<br />ne'ery a token<br /><br />he was even so thorough<br />as to empty the bin<br />removing all traces<br />of what they'd had then<br /><br />I'm hearing "The Days of Wine and Roses" playing sadly in the background.Judy Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05081035351814381283noreply@blogger.com