tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57359316759780064552024-02-07T18:58:08.737-06:00Travel Kitty 11Cleophus McScoogle, is travel kitty #11 in the Travel Kitty Project. Check out his littermates at...
<a href="http://travelkittyproject.blogspot.com"> Travel Kitty Project </a> .Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-69374663478683577132009-04-17T17:09:00.014-05:002009-04-20T01:05:27.075-05:00AUSTRALIA!<div>I just got back from a trip to Australia! Initially, I was disappointed at first when Paul Hogan didn't greet me at the airport but that's okay, he's really old. I got over it when I realized that I spent a day in an airplane. I enjoyed my time traveling with Brian. He did get a little tired of me when I went around saying "shrimp on the barbie" and "that's not a knife- this is a knife!" while I brandished an extra flimsy airline safe spork.</div><div><div><br /></div><div>LOOKING OUT HOTEL WINDOW<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigCZeQCjAxgid4nv7eBW9fO_w9qVgwT53XPeZGGoaf4cdDpIOk-CL7VdMqAGTTepDsaUcRyDliNe75Mc7VUpDLL2R5JeUNu89CTBsdORAoNbx-Z9RQBuS0_g8pAIIgHibFF9b3-NsA7ZQE/s1600-h/Sydney+from+the+hotel+room.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigCZeQCjAxgid4nv7eBW9fO_w9qVgwT53XPeZGGoaf4cdDpIOk-CL7VdMqAGTTepDsaUcRyDliNe75Mc7VUpDLL2R5JeUNu89CTBsdORAoNbx-Z9RQBuS0_g8pAIIgHibFF9b3-NsA7ZQE/s320/Sydney+from+the+hotel+room.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325786992283498594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div>Wow! I am up high! It makes my choochoo tail twitch being up so high! I can look down on all the people (that's how it should be) walking on the street. I took a nap and planned adventures for the next day.</div></div><div><br /></div><div>IN FRONT OF SYDNEY OPERA HOUSE</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTf26lmQBv7x8eV3OcZVJGzM7xg8yGeQygvrqZZQpBta3s49NXBcQyScTsy7RJXemKNdi2oAmqNaN9jLzoDCQwN_13yudkS17XzECe-SQNWrJQtaz4ABbNBVjoqEdiX6sUbuCosiVddr4D/s1600-h/Cleophus+in+Sydney.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTf26lmQBv7x8eV3OcZVJGzM7xg8yGeQygvrqZZQpBta3s49NXBcQyScTsy7RJXemKNdi2oAmqNaN9jLzoDCQwN_13yudkS17XzECe-SQNWrJQtaz4ABbNBVjoqEdiX6sUbuCosiVddr4D/s320/Cleophus+in+Sydney.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325787876650325666" /></a><div><br /></div><div>From my window it just looked like a tent. You know those fancy backpacking ones from REI...Upclose I examine it's initially controversial, but now iconic design. I think it looks like some shellfish getting wild. Sitting here in front of the place I realize that this place could hold a SCOOGLEZILLION travel kitties and maybe 2700 Travel Kitty Companions. I was disappointed when I tried to go in and they said NO PETS ALLOWED! Next time I'll know to leave poor Brian at the boarding kennel. I didn't feel right tying him to a fire plug, so I didn't get to go inside.</div><div><br /></div><div>LOOKING ACROSS HARBOR AT BENNELONG POINT</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNqV_Mg0-8nSgH6prdw2aglR016cJccVOLvsScNsF1CYtkdup_3N1aK7ubzekHJzXHb4YO4csq0O5P006m-LrmwR-PcDF_joyVNke7ri2ksM3A77Jozj7ixpQ4KlMVwEhbrVduqJzajMG-/s1600-h/Looking+at+the+Opera+House+from+across+the+harbor.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNqV_Mg0-8nSgH6prdw2aglR016cJccVOLvsScNsF1CYtkdup_3N1aK7ubzekHJzXHb4YO4csq0O5P006m-LrmwR-PcDF_joyVNke7ri2ksM3A77Jozj7ixpQ4KlMVwEhbrVduqJzajMG-/s320/Looking+at+the+Opera+House+from+across+the+harbor.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325789357850174386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Here comes the ferry. A ferry is a boat. Boats are what you catch fish from. I am looking forward to getting on that ferry and eating all the fish I can! I might be small but I have an unrivaled appetite! Remember, on another adventure I singlehandedly made a bird species extinct!<br /><br /></div><div>LOOKING AT "THE COAT HANGER"<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbVbRrKLp3aqhLQHSVCvYeQ0GdEXBSruFVf864CMnYNYhl8dfVFVoEOr6XcJTACstIycfQl-uQ_hPxq457H16qef5lX7Mtx5wcLU3nytUezkfRtV00IUxMrspgk36-uoqLc8Phh1TqWAya/s1600-h/ahh,+Sydney+Harbor+Bridge.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbVbRrKLp3aqhLQHSVCvYeQ0GdEXBSruFVf864CMnYNYhl8dfVFVoEOr6XcJTACstIycfQl-uQ_hPxq457H16qef5lX7Mtx5wcLU3nytUezkfRtV00IUxMrspgk36-uoqLc8Phh1TqWAya/s320/ahh,+Sydney+Harbor+Bridge.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325790560433293730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /></div><div>I don't know what it is about bridges, I just like them. I like thinking about what is on the other side of the bridge. I mean I know what is on this side- duh! I'm here. Take the Bay Bridge in California for example, from the Oakland side you have something pretty to look at, whereas from the San Francisco side... you don't. Anyway, so here I am looking at a bridge and dreaming of the fishy edibles swimming under it.</div></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-66439667894278679212009-04-17T16:03:00.001-05:002009-04-20T00:59:01.552-05:00BLUE MOUNTAINS AUSTRALIA<div><br /></div><div>ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE RAILING</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimALDeU605eM2jIJCLYxXSdrGh3ED4qi_Q6P3gFxmIXggRBb1kFO5d1aYqr5TbjTQWDc5YlXnzgkVF7PMHu1U2Ye0KIWeFZPbJ9r6FeVu7emOX0Ut0AJ1q_iCayVCfP53wUBnsaBM8VomF/s1600-h/Looking+at+the+famous+3+Sisters+Rock+Formation,+Blue+Mtns.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimALDeU605eM2jIJCLYxXSdrGh3ED4qi_Q6P3gFxmIXggRBb1kFO5d1aYqr5TbjTQWDc5YlXnzgkVF7PMHu1U2Ye0KIWeFZPbJ9r6FeVu7emOX0Ut0AJ1q_iCayVCfP53wUBnsaBM8VomF/s320/Looking+at+the+famous+3+Sisters+Rock+Formation,+Blue+Mtns.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325846922663514594" /></a><br />Brian took me to "Scenic World" an amazing virgin landscape unmarked by man other than the "Scenic Walkway, Scenic Railway, Scenic Cableway, and Scenic Skyway." You get the feeling that you are the first person to ever pay dearly to see it's scenic delights. Australians get crazier than American truckers who've stopped for the night. Starting at age 5 or so , they wear nothing but combat boots and khaki shorts and hold bowie knives in their teeth. And everyone has a pet alligator. Or that's what I read in a comic book...Anyway, here I am on the side of the railing that is ostensibly designed to either keep people from going any further or to keep the vicious Australian animals from maiming the children. Since I'm a Travel Kitty and a well worn adventurer, it was perfectly fine for me to be on the other side based on the spacing of the bars. I'm doing my best to threaten and scare visitors by ferociously swishing my choo-choo tail!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw52ESpNlwfq7j0YKiBQUJtHKdBAWf_ZZtMtsrHwM39Um9u-WIbY3BRyikvGrx0vfNl-pyCgFHmGCMuQzdsvdKvn06N3G-Wud44LHbA3EKPltFDUZT7wEOny_6rljfGpiNFqExwtHpOSOD/s1600-h/DSCN4043.JPG"></a><div><br /></div><div>RIDING THE SCENIC SKYWAY</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw52ESpNlwfq7j0YKiBQUJtHKdBAWf_ZZtMtsrHwM39Um9u-WIbY3BRyikvGrx0vfNl-pyCgFHmGCMuQzdsvdKvn06N3G-Wud44LHbA3EKPltFDUZT7wEOny_6rljfGpiNFqExwtHpOSOD/s1600-h/DSCN4043.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw52ESpNlwfq7j0YKiBQUJtHKdBAWf_ZZtMtsrHwM39Um9u-WIbY3BRyikvGrx0vfNl-pyCgFHmGCMuQzdsvdKvn06N3G-Wud44LHbA3EKPltFDUZT7wEOny_6rljfGpiNFqExwtHpOSOD/s320/DSCN4043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325846923783342802" /></a></div><div>Here I am inside a gondola suspended 270m above the ground. We have embarked on a journey that covers nearly half a mile. I was impressed by the grandeur, but have some input: The ride would be more exciting if the thing launched out of the gatehouse like a bullet then abruptly stopped as if it hit a post or something and then continued at a leisurely pace to the end. Additionally, they need to slow the thing down so that you feel you are covering a much greater distance. A round trip ride costs $26 per person, whick is 50 cents per hundredth of a mile, so I think my input is valuable.</div><div><br /></div><div>THE MAGIC GLASS FLOOR<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLzgaWrNZffyaZDNF3ELFZ7IFZrvL2pFgK4OydmwlJ3tm_NWXah-tHPku93NWqgveYsipuYEyRAshwYYVaDXBYSQXZAZ6MW-sEg6qOGMyOuCUyNrCtb-HNOB0kgiB1z0h3djR-ioFV-EBl/s1600-h/WEEE,+looking+thru+the+bottom+of+the+Skyway+car+at+Scenic+World!.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLzgaWrNZffyaZDNF3ELFZ7IFZrvL2pFgK4OydmwlJ3tm_NWXah-tHPku93NWqgveYsipuYEyRAshwYYVaDXBYSQXZAZ6MW-sEg6qOGMyOuCUyNrCtb-HNOB0kgiB1z0h3djR-ioFV-EBl/s320/WEEE,+looking+thru+the+bottom+of+the+Skyway+car+at+Scenic+World!.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325846920962163634" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Here I am lying down on the magic glass floor. What is magic about it? Well, when the ride starts it just looks like any other highly polished opaque floor, then at the scariest moment somebody flips a switch and there you are staring down into swirling abyss of trees. Granted the view is amazing, but the tops of trees look pokey and boy that would be terrible to be on the ride the day the cable snapped and you got impaled on the top of a tree as if skewered for roasting on the only cooking implement in Australia, the BBQ. I learned that at Outback Steakhouse from the tipsy grandma at the next table, so it must be true. There was nothing to eat up here and the vicious Australian wildlife was too far away to see. It would be cheaper to get a window seat and watch a plane land and you'd see the same stuff. Just my opinion.</div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-34989910911516896252009-03-17T22:43:00.001-05:002009-04-20T00:51:27.632-05:00IN VIRGINIA AGAIN<div>WHAT THE H--L IS THAT?</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg79_gtnqTQyGNZxXV-D3g9-TIDA3KkVsOCrCsOlx3VHHrNC8lMN0V1v4zyNIlc4ZQcVZY1c96fYg4d09sOyRFHrNIKC-_e_SuImCy4j7vBKgOaALq3bhCKLwVdz9agxp2grIWkVPSisAyB/s1600-h/0217091605.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg79_gtnqTQyGNZxXV-D3g9-TIDA3KkVsOCrCsOlx3VHHrNC8lMN0V1v4zyNIlc4ZQcVZY1c96fYg4d09sOyRFHrNIKC-_e_SuImCy4j7vBKgOaALq3bhCKLwVdz9agxp2grIWkVPSisAyB/s320/0217091605.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325872884511994658" /></a><br /><div>I saw several of these. I don't understand it. From what I can tell it is a Dodge truck with the cab of a 16 wheeler cobbled on top and a step-side bed. What is it, and why would someone buy it especially considering that the owner probably drives it from home to the office and back? Further proof that there is a customer for anything and these were obviously purchased by dogs. Probably Labradoodles or a pit bull-cocker spaniel. A cool cat would have a sports car.</div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-86548030142840792802009-03-17T20:09:00.002-05:002009-04-20T00:48:54.208-05:00CLEOPHUS MCSCOOGLE: POLITICAL STRATEGIST<div>INSIDE CHICAGO O'HARE AIRPORT</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeuRlQUaUq9oIGMyBGoAcsidLd5KkCzqjzbyU-al4LGqB-u2OLQKTKr2eYeGlHesTy5gGCj7_2JFpIIdG7PVb5HV9PFPE0oO-uAPh0JdtqMShJ1TE62lvukdhSF8laZcIliOc45DOBhcar/s1600-h/0220090842.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeuRlQUaUq9oIGMyBGoAcsidLd5KkCzqjzbyU-al4LGqB-u2OLQKTKr2eYeGlHesTy5gGCj7_2JFpIIdG7PVb5HV9PFPE0oO-uAPh0JdtqMShJ1TE62lvukdhSF8laZcIliOc45DOBhcar/s320/0220090842.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325863746011174034" /></a><div>In the wake of controversy there is always a buck to be made, especially in Chicago. When Rod Blagojevich was found out as the skunk in the machine my phone started ringing. Evidently the Blagojevich camp needed an incorruptible advisor, someone who was an outsider who would could be trusted to provide wise counsel. So I hopped on a jet and flew to Chicago!<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>POWER BREAKFAST AT THE RED CARPET ROOM<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjckBznFSum3gvmeS-ZrGl6_C9OFncKd_gM3_5_uuoqCXi5pHfAD1yLij0C2alM-XqLWJBPUvpnIZQVups2BY9LfIGC7G90jkHV2Uq2Hd-nGE7AfiEAYtRVCMyQbr8qVNR_y2h6F9B5O0HN/s1600-h/0217090920.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjckBznFSum3gvmeS-ZrGl6_C9OFncKd_gM3_5_uuoqCXi5pHfAD1yLij0C2alM-XqLWJBPUvpnIZQVups2BY9LfIGC7G90jkHV2Uq2Hd-nGE7AfiEAYtRVCMyQbr8qVNR_y2h6F9B5O0HN/s320/0217090920.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325863744150011394" /></a><br /></div><div>Here I sit in the United Airlines Red Carpet Room. Fresh fruit, yogurt, bagels, and a Bloody Mary this is the breakfast of political champions! To top it off I've got a free copy of USA Today; I am not convinced that there is a soul who actually pays for this trashy full color "news" rag- it just comes free. There is no red carpet in the place- evidently someone discovered that red agitates travelers and "Grey Carpet Room" sounds dingy and cheap.</div><div><br /></div><div>ROD BLAGOJEVICH</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYDbVbNYjbE0KIjNVuJYPV_uK4anTpwxiTQUY7t810VKkQBWApk6z4MToQEm3gUb0RRZpmxmMmqoh1sPAbdIPd0ze40Sum3eMAmnXlj0Iatojs3dp56G6gn4wNrW4gecY5zI53eZDHIHEW/s1600-h/Blagojevich.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYDbVbNYjbE0KIjNVuJYPV_uK4anTpwxiTQUY7t810VKkQBWApk6z4MToQEm3gUb0RRZpmxmMmqoh1sPAbdIPd0ze40Sum3eMAmnXlj0Iatojs3dp56G6gn4wNrW4gecY5zI53eZDHIHEW/s320/Blagojevich.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325866473850839762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 241px; " /></a><br /></div><div>Well, the fact of the matter is that Rod couldn't bother to show up at the meeting place (southeast corner of the Lakefront Landfill). Rod misstepped. His issues today could have been averted had he simply heard me out. I was going to propose that Rod simply put me in his outside jacket breast pocket for luck; then when the aggressive media starts asking questions somebody would notice me peeking out and the line of questions would change to "Hey, that is Cleophus McScoogle! Isn't he the most traveled Travel Kitty in the TKP?" and "Does he really have a choo choo tail?" Thereby steering the question to meaningless garbage that could be answered in a positive way. It would eventually turn into an autograph session and wounds could have healed instead of yet another scandal akin to the Black Sox. History is proving me right every day.</div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-9037286962162043622009-02-21T23:05:00.006-06:002009-02-27T18:46:05.892-06:00Southern California, Where the Chupacabara attack indiscriminately<div>Travelin' again! This time to Southern CA! Below you will see my friend the Chupacabara escaping from his crate in Santa Monica. Look out goat farmers! He's out to get your herd!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRxXRaOwbDggIf-1MAazH1TxMM5XTHBKPlnO7OrTkbiRR1fougINrt3Svb_dEYjpIDRZGPkJoPdG2R1BdbFIEHvflBh54ZVjgdAnV5x74dKDTtZXgqYWgXlXzKVWXJlVdthM-4J4FWTyOI/s1600-h/0206091139.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRxXRaOwbDggIf-1MAazH1TxMM5XTHBKPlnO7OrTkbiRR1fougINrt3Svb_dEYjpIDRZGPkJoPdG2R1BdbFIEHvflBh54ZVjgdAnV5x74dKDTtZXgqYWgXlXzKVWXJlVdthM-4J4FWTyOI/s320/0206091139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305484337957756898" /></a><div>Chupacabara out for goat blood</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>It's a long way to California from Colorado, I had to stop in Salt Lake City, Utah. This airport is weird! Most other airports have signs welcoming you to their grand locale- not Salt Lake city... Maybe they know that they are just a stopover. Here I am on the phone calling for help "GET ME OUTTA HERE!"</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidE1HKqqNWnNoClQeCKwpN61yEm6yX1L-9_ADHNULLnY15zMTCfAMMknOwNEcA3dqFjWS1wJ-twiiatmCfr5STF5k9uOymEEGK2udNK6zaK7ZrtKawdqLaB9ardGsvhvEkEd2_zn242drc/s1600-h/0202091040.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidE1HKqqNWnNoClQeCKwpN61yEm6yX1L-9_ADHNULLnY15zMTCfAMMknOwNEcA3dqFjWS1wJ-twiiatmCfr5STF5k9uOymEEGK2udNK6zaK7ZrtKawdqLaB9ardGsvhvEkEd2_zn242drc/s320/0202091040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305484338868124882" /></a><br /></div><div>Me on the phone in the crappy Delta commuter terminal.</div><div><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-31738116466800722552009-01-25T22:41:00.002-06:002009-01-25T22:44:25.634-06:00ROMANIA! What the heck? Romania?<div>Romania was cold and icy. I don't even like looking out the window! It looks scary and cold. No wonder they made up stories about scary people with fangs to scare the children and keep them inside so that they wouldn't freeze to death!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLyYnfkGiphWq43nmNr6LfLgH644fmUzkDK-MwX9bnjeTt6I59ZJLDeG7XT7Ncep_VXhr8IaGaEvuno-_QGIFB7osuA5o8eFDWwD0iITDBxRfR3CcHH2BzceyxLL-o_-EtL6iiklOgUol3/s1600-h/DSCF1157.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLyYnfkGiphWq43nmNr6LfLgH644fmUzkDK-MwX9bnjeTt6I59ZJLDeG7XT7Ncep_VXhr8IaGaEvuno-_QGIFB7osuA5o8eFDWwD0iITDBxRfR3CcHH2BzceyxLL-o_-EtL6iiklOgUol3/s320/DSCF1157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295458309577300066" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-55240934717374029272009-01-25T22:39:00.003-06:002009-01-25T22:49:34.118-06:00ICELAND!<div>Here I am in Iceland. Apparently, their entire economy was based on banking- sounds good until the global economy blows up in your litter box! I guess they turned off the lights to save some money... and went back to their traditional industry: FISHING. YUM! There are no penguins in Iceland- but they do have these cool birds with fruitloop looking beaks called puffins. I want the eat all of them but that wouldn't be showing cultural sensitivity.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYIQCyooX9yXpJNDy-p06mC_d89aGJAWWec-RMGOKIepLJPhVi8foCaCHvn9wymUtZJyt0wDJbbE26OjhAB2RsTRdTj-CGxqF54yDLL80Dc6rtH83azmUmIbAGNuaj9q8q3qkE5T-cXIrV/s1600-h/DSCF1153.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYIQCyooX9yXpJNDy-p06mC_d89aGJAWWec-RMGOKIepLJPhVi8foCaCHvn9wymUtZJyt0wDJbbE26OjhAB2RsTRdTj-CGxqF54yDLL80Dc6rtH83azmUmIbAGNuaj9q8q3qkE5T-cXIrV/s320/DSCF1153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295457579269066978" /></a>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-56809650468303799522009-01-25T21:08:00.004-06:002009-01-25T22:53:59.129-06:00Virginia!<div>So, here I am in Virginia. They say "Virginia is for Lovers." I hope that it means Virginia is for travel kitty lovers...</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixiKKbiUDrfjgJLA-CPNkWobkv7kZBPiFwn_OWCjQHLVaVW_P6MRVox9MebVIEGIVFEdxSecakXcD4HUzEtt-31WBe3nbjo7uVCx5tGlY6aZkHGHyiHMLzlIgdJBraE62opGh_etZ8FBC1/s1600-h/100_4428.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixiKKbiUDrfjgJLA-CPNkWobkv7kZBPiFwn_OWCjQHLVaVW_P6MRVox9MebVIEGIVFEdxSecakXcD4HUzEtt-31WBe3nbjo7uVCx5tGlY6aZkHGHyiHMLzlIgdJBraE62opGh_etZ8FBC1/s320/100_4428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295434666364540354" /></a><div>The North East is very welcoming, they welcomed me here too! I think the bird on the sign looks tasty! Maybe, if I am lucky I will get to eat one! I would like to "welcome" the Virginia State Bird to my tummy.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNq0Nhot_soOaNEDS0OFQHvV-6b9tAgukldVtCtix3bJWwPxmL5f04Ywnm88rYd9rrQNHVkMpFQ1gSKW5mydDjPKJZ_f6rK8fQ37AJt8DK6qpcjyHYC1fjOf5U0EctrE2UovtsmhZYJbbw/s1600-h/100_4425.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNq0Nhot_soOaNEDS0OFQHvV-6b9tAgukldVtCtix3bJWwPxmL5f04Ywnm88rYd9rrQNHVkMpFQ1gSKW5mydDjPKJZ_f6rK8fQ37AJt8DK6qpcjyHYC1fjOf5U0EctrE2UovtsmhZYJbbw/s320/100_4425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295434663301514978" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>There! Look! One of those birds! Be very very quiet... Unfortunately the bird got away. I'm told these birds are called cardinals. I think they should be called tasty.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBv5pnGigabJ0Xx_aysjn35KR6AoNBS6x5lQl0tdDxfDajm7rchR6rUqRy6h1yekuaCjXcyY49ABW9U9XctIo-x2p-zOh6SdRwuDBCeGB_AGNwj_6dbM6-XGHCWPd6Uvb215vrn379_j2_/s1600-h/100_4423.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBv5pnGigabJ0Xx_aysjn35KR6AoNBS6x5lQl0tdDxfDajm7rchR6rUqRy6h1yekuaCjXcyY49ABW9U9XctIo-x2p-zOh6SdRwuDBCeGB_AGNwj_6dbM6-XGHCWPd6Uvb215vrn379_j2_/s320/100_4423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295434659586526178" /></a><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-38197338704928611042009-01-25T20:56:00.005-06:002009-01-25T22:51:46.949-06:00The other thing you'll figure out quick when you travel with Roy is that he knows where to get good eats!<div>First things first, gotta go to Bourbon Street. I got some beads- and I'm ready to throw 'em!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWVTnNwxntUoTc4Lt95LTk8WAZlvrPLziLdb-4LYfiTotcWhqQxSgxbAtLTPNqlf230sluzv_Dsn5HNKGaM-1R_fErSAi5-6o-EEQjKLBSYuOn0M0Bam15zqDKTU40DKMKqlMu-AC5nSH/s1600-h/100_4338.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWVTnNwxntUoTc4Lt95LTk8WAZlvrPLziLdb-4LYfiTotcWhqQxSgxbAtLTPNqlf230sluzv_Dsn5HNKGaM-1R_fErSAi5-6o-EEQjKLBSYuOn0M0Bam15zqDKTU40DKMKqlMu-AC5nSH/s320/100_4338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295432645114870274" /></a><div><br /></div><div>Apparently daylight isn't the time to throw beads, so we headed to Aunt Sally's Original Creole Praline Shop- and got some CANDY! This is the nice lady who works here, she has a friendly smile and agreed to hold me even though I'm obviously WILD!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipMO-r0tZb1etUVbboiyDmFGg9AYTi6Wh4z-5GrmGxsRR5dfLbyfbkHG0RRkuOpZHv4UFEdw1V_t6KiHIdZD1UA6he1LTUOQVnSWnSUlXfDy1eiw8_8PFc4itA-PNKT73uZpYbzTM4QwXK/s1600-h/100_4326.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipMO-r0tZb1etUVbboiyDmFGg9AYTi6Wh4z-5GrmGxsRR5dfLbyfbkHG0RRkuOpZHv4UFEdw1V_t6KiHIdZD1UA6he1LTUOQVnSWnSUlXfDy1eiw8_8PFc4itA-PNKT73uZpYbzTM4QwXK/s320/100_4326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295432640164991074" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Then it was off to Cafe du Monde where I drank coffee and ate a beignet! I had to fight Roy for these, he didn't think a little cat needed so many sweets. I showed him by eating everything in sight and chugging coffee...Then he showed me... back into the car!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinm5dhzcr3jbCQm4n0zAMuZHBd4wJWRODAtCVBsAsFj1WS3mMKlJ9-4HuRF8GwGAFuOxqTVCmtkXffS8ckQ44WQTDCbwQYruyLIywPnQKg5lU3fPMoWBBov6J7CtbpXjW4nddEbgBCLwJe/s1600-h/100_4316.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinm5dhzcr3jbCQm4n0zAMuZHBd4wJWRODAtCVBsAsFj1WS3mMKlJ9-4HuRF8GwGAFuOxqTVCmtkXffS8ckQ44WQTDCbwQYruyLIywPnQKg5lU3fPMoWBBov6J7CtbpXjW4nddEbgBCLwJe/s320/100_4316.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295432629877271586" /></a><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-619049922441544362009-01-25T20:47:00.004-06:002009-01-25T20:56:38.458-06:00One thing is for sure: when you travel with Roy, you're gonna see a whole bunch of cool stuff!<div>Is this Cinderella's Castle? Heck NO! This place has real history that makes my little choo choo striped tail stand on end! Here I am in Jackson Square, in front of Saint Louis Cathedral in New Orleans.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-i5L_7vDL3C5O-zbY9r71Ru8IKL5l42fQgbUCG6kjfvHmp7XB2COjFF3b6OPsyTWs7ztCaee1JJDKqe-1eYM-6oAmy5DZAQVBJ_Sh-o9lWnV21knF1KpOCM3E5EDmtRkC-3YphLy86p7l/s1600-h/100_4300.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-i5L_7vDL3C5O-zbY9r71Ru8IKL5l42fQgbUCG6kjfvHmp7XB2COjFF3b6OPsyTWs7ztCaee1JJDKqe-1eYM-6oAmy5DZAQVBJ_Sh-o9lWnV21knF1KpOCM3E5EDmtRkC-3YphLy86p7l/s320/100_4300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295428918916713266" /></a>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-68927273858563296222009-01-25T20:39:00.005-06:002009-01-25T20:46:56.574-06:00Roy shows me his scary eagle collection (I'm outnumbered)<div>I was a little scared at first, but Roy assured me that it was okay to sit on the Eagle statues.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1kXE9Qa29kgCHV2aLxlDG-XEuYxLqV7bcfGYJw1MCaCPE9wPvPoqTm6DuROLN-W5-CF9XVppG7wb8a_H0PggsgJwTN9dPFusJ5ZjC6F5geeJZyaT0b4v0jTUkbrkU9bIif5BzunmQuuHm/s1600-h/100_4128.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1kXE9Qa29kgCHV2aLxlDG-XEuYxLqV7bcfGYJw1MCaCPE9wPvPoqTm6DuROLN-W5-CF9XVppG7wb8a_H0PggsgJwTN9dPFusJ5ZjC6F5geeJZyaT0b4v0jTUkbrkU9bIif5BzunmQuuHm/s320/100_4128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295427329217345138" /></a><div>Then, out of nowhere, another eagle grabbed me with his beak! </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAuKAd3wzL_JD8QszcUr6GjodQgaQOAHwDKCNyvo5sFvxvlB_ipe3xiv5fLwHaGOR8uphryo-tePc4qGLVEB5Cu6LV3-cSUVytMRSmAbcRv7uj5H6gMZnyqQ47NwQhWnIC2zO3Odd-TUmc/s1600-h/100_4127.JPG"></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAuKAd3wzL_JD8QszcUr6GjodQgaQOAHwDKCNyvo5sFvxvlB_ipe3xiv5fLwHaGOR8uphryo-tePc4qGLVEB5Cu6LV3-cSUVytMRSmAbcRv7uj5H6gMZnyqQ47NwQhWnIC2zO3Odd-TUmc/s1600-h/100_4127.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAuKAd3wzL_JD8QszcUr6GjodQgaQOAHwDKCNyvo5sFvxvlB_ipe3xiv5fLwHaGOR8uphryo-tePc4qGLVEB5Cu6LV3-cSUVytMRSmAbcRv7uj5H6gMZnyqQ47NwQhWnIC2zO3Odd-TUmc/s320/100_4127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295427320374025026" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The eagle was very hungry! If only there was a way to escape the clutches of this beast!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoFBIBjSBrYdrK6mydEHziGrvO_-rc_msStgAZSWIMze9_cnBTIohoUER4xf1C4NHLSrmCFvkmO-3sAYB7IGKT9_fnroSqLNAUT5ie9iRB1xRrKSUR7K-lGs5vWV1EThLeeHKyPcTJL25f/s1600-h/100_4126.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoFBIBjSBrYdrK6mydEHziGrvO_-rc_msStgAZSWIMze9_cnBTIohoUER4xf1C4NHLSrmCFvkmO-3sAYB7IGKT9_fnroSqLNAUT5ie9iRB1xRrKSUR7K-lGs5vWV1EThLeeHKyPcTJL25f/s320/100_4126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295427313898996114" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Then, silently another Eagle swooped in and carried me away, this time to her nest where she tried to feed me to her babies!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPv0tc-An_8Jc5oH8rIcCWPX02OhbczIuiiTNUuZdFPG0dlv_tsaIx8R_Jfmof4Kvc38wHEnG438wpSlFsdsbyC7ikqvufaNLhICXbIO8eqQFMxoBwhUp4mbvnxq10TVNFlr-T5yfM5A4A/s1600-h/100_4129.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPv0tc-An_8Jc5oH8rIcCWPX02OhbczIuiiTNUuZdFPG0dlv_tsaIx8R_Jfmof4Kvc38wHEnG438wpSlFsdsbyC7ikqvufaNLhICXbIO8eqQFMxoBwhUp4mbvnxq10TVNFlr-T5yfM5A4A/s320/100_4129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295427278786554914" /></a><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-23892483960010972772009-01-25T20:37:00.002-06:002009-01-25T22:52:28.429-06:00At Roy's office<div>Here I am at Roy's office. I'm propped between his most prized possessions!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiacCJZPutXCQyIKHbBgdFdafQnGpMfuCBOhrjMzvhM-4D6JeD1Yt77-fHj21JHWv86-U-4XDSSAyHQcvltwUNhva8K7DJnuA0zU0cXlwqkFEh8bm47BjQjMYEvUb6FWln3RCkep6EhsFQp/s1600-h/100_4123.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiacCJZPutXCQyIKHbBgdFdafQnGpMfuCBOhrjMzvhM-4D6JeD1Yt77-fHj21JHWv86-U-4XDSSAyHQcvltwUNhva8K7DJnuA0zU0cXlwqkFEh8bm47BjQjMYEvUb6FWln3RCkep6EhsFQp/s320/100_4123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295426197252090450" /></a><div><br /></div><div>I was soon able to find my most prized possessions: CANDY!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilGmyyyyLuP5otN7XibYuDgvdVJLC7mUYXLtPIxraOPiRuDMW8bYBD1PmZ6YNxmWp1yJPNiSIQyzWkSKChzDPAoFTi11DHpjqkyAXKVQsqHui-BWRXgLyGvFcUl79H6CzHqEOf7XW_Zlk9/s1600-h/100_4124.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilGmyyyyLuP5otN7XibYuDgvdVJLC7mUYXLtPIxraOPiRuDMW8bYBD1PmZ6YNxmWp1yJPNiSIQyzWkSKChzDPAoFTi11DHpjqkyAXKVQsqHui-BWRXgLyGvFcUl79H6CzHqEOf7XW_Zlk9/s320/100_4124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295426190816020066" /></a><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-10211096735610303462009-01-25T20:26:00.004-06:002009-01-25T22:56:41.755-06:00More travelin' with Roy!<div>Here I am in the North East USA! The whole place looks exactly like this! </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMwk6XzljBA233QUgVqQtrfP5WZRkH1guvNPDRDgq20A2ek44wAlCMwB4SOp1N5pdMhNaLgBjZ_aAR3NAOz06g6sAWv4yp23o58lGEp3MYHiWUrCXZUcaIPYFK3ATJHJUOghWWLHWuWJM2/s1600-h/100_4121.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMwk6XzljBA233QUgVqQtrfP5WZRkH1guvNPDRDgq20A2ek44wAlCMwB4SOp1N5pdMhNaLgBjZ_aAR3NAOz06g6sAWv4yp23o58lGEp3MYHiWUrCXZUcaIPYFK3ATJHJUOghWWLHWuWJM2/s320/100_4121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295423862726479154" /></a><div>Entering Rhode Island... it is the smallest state in the union. That means they can't even put the "Welcome to Rhode Island The Ocean State" sign inside of Rhode Island, they had to put the sign in it's neighbor state. I was surprised to see that there were three people who lived here. I know, hard to believe, I swear it is true.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMdIaMgQY5Tpj-UiJmJwc-8owGF8qtVLjkHTbLDOC3vzmp4RQRJTKZBgsl6uEVN-wLNLgzrb6tITk-QjLqoART7CCyZr9QW4IHn8qTvoK_l9oJbIbEunVVbank0nbKAanROuGjqo7zKHn6/s1600-h/100_4119.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMdIaMgQY5Tpj-UiJmJwc-8owGF8qtVLjkHTbLDOC3vzmp4RQRJTKZBgsl6uEVN-wLNLgzrb6tITk-QjLqoART7CCyZr9QW4IHn8qTvoK_l9oJbIbEunVVbank0nbKAanROuGjqo7zKHn6/s320/100_4119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295423855109271426" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj8B_oiyByrQwgq1OZL9V4M3gsKpoybfreir3EimeWWmCqD2KDKSgLjayWvSXXbKAi3B0iTWv_986j-jvgG1YtemjUWarKZrvHLKwDn9v6jw5rW4dbug8uXWEgh-Y0hRWkOmBSlK1hrb9j/s1600-h/100_4118.JPG"></a></div><div>Entering Connecticut! They welcomed me!</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj8B_oiyByrQwgq1OZL9V4M3gsKpoybfreir3EimeWWmCqD2KDKSgLjayWvSXXbKAi3B0iTWv_986j-jvgG1YtemjUWarKZrvHLKwDn9v6jw5rW4dbug8uXWEgh-Y0hRWkOmBSlK1hrb9j/s1600-h/100_4118.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj8B_oiyByrQwgq1OZL9V4M3gsKpoybfreir3EimeWWmCqD2KDKSgLjayWvSXXbKAi3B0iTWv_986j-jvgG1YtemjUWarKZrvHLKwDn9v6jw5rW4dbug8uXWEgh-Y0hRWkOmBSlK1hrb9j/s320/100_4118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295423848047825522" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>This dog is hella-cool! He must be a pointer because he didn't even flinch when I climbed onto his foot!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdDoKKyFn6mF59IIsgjHstdTVIbMzumiTse9639VlWx8mABcHWlgW-LCshwQDrkULTRnsK6JCbVfMAwatvnDZMII1rboaOq2t-lHVqwKY0hzkyaaViD0NwSro72alXeT4D9O_-ueRCDPjz/s1600-h/100_4108.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdDoKKyFn6mF59IIsgjHstdTVIbMzumiTse9639VlWx8mABcHWlgW-LCshwQDrkULTRnsK6JCbVfMAwatvnDZMII1rboaOq2t-lHVqwKY0hzkyaaViD0NwSro72alXeT4D9O_-ueRCDPjz/s320/100_4108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295423842684139154" /></a><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-29379231662714382192009-01-25T20:04:00.004-06:002009-01-25T23:13:28.869-06:00WOW it has been a while. I've been travelin' with my pal Roy!<div>After drinking at the Thirsty Camel, Kat shoved me into a box and stuck me in the mail all the way from the Middle East to my pal Roy's house! He wasn't home when I arrived so I took a nap on the bench. </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8PvO6gu9iTktY2YiW_QTD-mPKfZzwU-b9R7rd71JW3gkth-tVWeFoSUhvHv_bgKLvJTAgPAVPEPYk9Mh2dYputmGhpfHgiyXlcS4B-6Q8rNPgy65Ra85lWd4jF6aaXZcqq1LhaMWIDz0v/s1600-h/100_4102.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8PvO6gu9iTktY2YiW_QTD-mPKfZzwU-b9R7rd71JW3gkth-tVWeFoSUhvHv_bgKLvJTAgPAVPEPYk9Mh2dYputmGhpfHgiyXlcS4B-6Q8rNPgy65Ra85lWd4jF6aaXZcqq1LhaMWIDz0v/s320/100_4102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295419774611610594" /></a><div><br /></div><div>One of the things I forgot about, was that on occasion when out in the wild one may run into the local wildlife. In my case it was a BEAR! At first I was scared by his unnatural blue fur, but then realized that the bear was Roy's travel pal. I really dig his bow-tie and sweet tattoo! The friendly bear offered me his bow-tie, but I declined as I think it looks better on him.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkFapt908XqKp-itpICGfOBJ4RKFwcFZqlURqp_RoLt7pP7-TyxBjUs4bou2imddAYuD7cUFUVMJeCKDHTOHt9eNkyvRbft5hvGD-iXf1EGFDlEzQN7jQN6aaeXLZI5b3jZIalXCPg7fs4/s1600-h/100_4096.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkFapt908XqKp-itpICGfOBJ4RKFwcFZqlURqp_RoLt7pP7-TyxBjUs4bou2imddAYuD7cUFUVMJeCKDHTOHt9eNkyvRbft5hvGD-iXf1EGFDlEzQN7jQN6aaeXLZI5b3jZIalXCPg7fs4/s320/100_4096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295419768985454546" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Roy took me to visit his niece and nephew. They were really nice kids. Left: niece, Right: nephew</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf0SXlOEy9NBOXi6ccKdAee5enE5EdrLZEieNAILGLTrjWR5rF0ws4GTVdbcshnbsZYg2r_6bTpK5v7P0HB0BFTtR3SSia9ETSbd54Mp4cWhf9V8KeEu-qbOFbvQxnGVT-BrAKJ0y1jxSc/s1600-h/100_4091.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf0SXlOEy9NBOXi6ccKdAee5enE5EdrLZEieNAILGLTrjWR5rF0ws4GTVdbcshnbsZYg2r_6bTpK5v7P0HB0BFTtR3SSia9ETSbd54Mp4cWhf9V8KeEu-qbOFbvQxnGVT-BrAKJ0y1jxSc/s320/100_4091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295419760548954786" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>And just to prove we're traveling here I am in Massachusetts! Evidently, somebody leaked my itinerary to the Kennedys and ol' Ted had the welcome signs covered up with green painted sheet steel. They did not want me to know what their state bird is on account of my ferocious appetite, hunting prowess, and perhaps the bird is nearing extinction or something! HA! I know the state bird is the black-capped chickadee, and I know they taste great! I ate the last known breeding pair in North America. That's how I roll bbs. </div><div><br /></div><div>(note from handler: Cleophus actually ate a rejected chicken wing with craft feathers. I told him that he caused the extinction of a species because he is a pain and runs off into the woods after birds. As an aside, domestic cats are not a natural part of the food chain and decimate native bird populations. Domestic travel kitties are even worse... so tragic)</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8WskNFGpnE0dXULNmkABYkqX5_rC0a9yFHiCN1rNuVFhTe6wIW-tOkBX-fJ6I1eAclQnCiToSeqeuoU1TAjCWM3GgTVKVQCV4qQVir-NiU4OV68Z2R2LiVGhJ6Fkv1Bi-2i9H6GumfdBt/s1600-h/100_4084.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8WskNFGpnE0dXULNmkABYkqX5_rC0a9yFHiCN1rNuVFhTe6wIW-tOkBX-fJ6I1eAclQnCiToSeqeuoU1TAjCWM3GgTVKVQCV4qQVir-NiU4OV68Z2R2LiVGhJ6Fkv1Bi-2i9H6GumfdBt/s320/100_4084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295419747013040770" /></a><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-57412013975141954692008-01-21T22:17:00.001-06:002009-01-25T22:45:07.917-06:00Tending bar at the Thirsty Camel (UAE)<div>Well here I am,mack in my natural element, going a little crazy.</div><div><br /></div><div>RIDING THE CAMEL</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS7_gx1X1nY0_NZFTXR1LgXAhsh8cJQ3iOFmYN-7UMxJZBBuKDqoKEGfX_Ldy-SNhLwbgnEKzvllHkynPsfwd50BaFVFf0cQRHjoewE5YLq574d7Ww9znccAx7BCVYdeOJhjVfsvHapRVd/s1600-h/DSCF1168.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS7_gx1X1nY0_NZFTXR1LgXAhsh8cJQ3iOFmYN-7UMxJZBBuKDqoKEGfX_Ldy-SNhLwbgnEKzvllHkynPsfwd50BaFVFf0cQRHjoewE5YLq574d7Ww9znccAx7BCVYdeOJhjVfsvHapRVd/s320/DSCF1168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158150565078218930" /></a><div><br />Ok, so since I am a travelkitty, some rules can't be enforced. I may be too young to drink in human years- but I'm a travelkitty, I have nine lives, how do you measure age for real? <br /></div><div> </div><div>THREE DRINK MINIMUM & MAXIMUM WTF?!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA3zooszrK8wTUXF9-mB2HvXv1jG_shhCyEDowJH6dNt-DV80IYPP0uTH6TUfNV_gAP5fdXaTDmjvM7TpZ4iz7w5uuLNRRnYtDGK3Fxwze64IDn0SneCTlwfy3W3KZr3LAYYlAVrWzIl3D/s1600-h/DSCF1167.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA3zooszrK8wTUXF9-mB2HvXv1jG_shhCyEDowJH6dNt-DV80IYPP0uTH6TUfNV_gAP5fdXaTDmjvM7TpZ4iz7w5uuLNRRnYtDGK3Fxwze64IDn0SneCTlwfy3W3KZr3LAYYlAVrWzIl3D/s320/DSCF1167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158150565078218946" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-68649030842080378112008-01-21T22:09:00.000-06:002008-01-21T22:17:37.502-06:00More chicken this time in the Middle East!<div><br /></div><div>EATING CHICKEN AGAIN</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfhSfPg3_dAcse9JVis1dX-yUPxUL3AEp3hZMrbJOSqZTxCpF0NqFSJpVAVOF36ErMn1eRaFM4ELLpjptc3hjC-RQZqfMAB1kV4KsC-CZ3ahPtjQYScqeMHDjPBRj3Ctv2xyHCpOMUzJ8M/s1600-h/DSCF1161.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfhSfPg3_dAcse9JVis1dX-yUPxUL3AEp3hZMrbJOSqZTxCpF0NqFSJpVAVOF36ErMn1eRaFM4ELLpjptc3hjC-RQZqfMAB1kV4KsC-CZ3ahPtjQYScqeMHDjPBRj3Ctv2xyHCpOMUzJ8M/s320/DSCF1161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158148400414701698" /></a><div><br /></div><div>I like playing pool, I learned how to play when I was in Ecuador. Those skills are paying off!</div><div><br /></div><div>POOL SHARK<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGAcF_gr83rx9qppTI4T_nLk-KeaBisnpevaPOlCj5PbRTDW0im7bijU-3lDAOvUY0WDkXvs4xoqQGhSKHIsNcnnTpAhNwgNnNUqfysJLMWbecslnbBFhiGdW3lxecwg7v9KrUAdlLCuXC/s1600-h/DSCF1163.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGAcF_gr83rx9qppTI4T_nLk-KeaBisnpevaPOlCj5PbRTDW0im7bijU-3lDAOvUY0WDkXvs4xoqQGhSKHIsNcnnTpAhNwgNnNUqfysJLMWbecslnbBFhiGdW3lxecwg7v9KrUAdlLCuXC/s320/DSCF1163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158148400414701714" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I've heard that there is a sport called soccer, Foosball is just like soccer, but Travelkitty size.</div><div><br /></div><div>FOOSBALL<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhufut62ArmRp1pUkzNTNsWjaufqRY-sYM4Tl2k6WkyM7UyEkekZK8U4-SkHzgBUGiKHO-NBw_NBzX02VAjePtHWQblsMtD1iu_lNiNCzfKrfPGC4YmUTqk-bfo4YpKolFj6ii9NxenZxDk/s1600-h/DSCF1166.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhufut62ArmRp1pUkzNTNsWjaufqRY-sYM4Tl2k6WkyM7UyEkekZK8U4-SkHzgBUGiKHO-NBw_NBzX02VAjePtHWQblsMtD1iu_lNiNCzfKrfPGC4YmUTqk-bfo4YpKolFj6ii9NxenZxDk/s320/DSCF1166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158148404709669026" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-11385471218126824802008-01-21T22:01:00.002-06:002009-01-25T22:39:08.205-06:00On my way to the UAE!<div>Before we left some secret place in the extreme northeast US, the VFW came out to give me a proper send off.</div><div><br /></div><div>VFW- THOSE GUYS ROCK</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUjNjdAQtUJc3RdNC1eeqI8zL6xoPA8wNsQlU0vSnwHwxW0NCS5VHdPwmMfWh3jJkwscbh-WCb5wZzZDyDDq-IVoknCF5Gcx9suov1kJxXbsPqUrXDFerhIzwPwdnt-ZNyvi0ogcmXjbV_/s1600-h/DSCF1150.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUjNjdAQtUJc3RdNC1eeqI8zL6xoPA8wNsQlU0vSnwHwxW0NCS5VHdPwmMfWh3jJkwscbh-WCb5wZzZDyDDq-IVoknCF5Gcx9suov1kJxXbsPqUrXDFerhIzwPwdnt-ZNyvi0ogcmXjbV_/s320/DSCF1150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158146471974385730" /></a><div><br /></div><div>With a renewed spirit of patriotism I'm back in the plane headed for some secret island between the northeast US and Europe, </div><div><br /></div><div>WAVING THE FLAGS<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB1CQ9UHlsnqo7kEsHD0AvYIHVE_4l5femK-nznvu__W_RKPfRQGy4asoOaH8oHmLIfttAo8mU8beoq6GNYP0RX3lqYrbqAU-FM7pR_7snwBYZJy0N5j87dzwFdcWDqehhe6EGP-iJsrPC/s1600-h/DSCF1152.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB1CQ9UHlsnqo7kEsHD0AvYIHVE_4l5femK-nznvu__W_RKPfRQGy4asoOaH8oHmLIfttAo8mU8beoq6GNYP0RX3lqYrbqAU-FM7pR_7snwBYZJy0N5j87dzwFdcWDqehhe6EGP-iJsrPC/s320/DSCF1152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158146471974385746" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-19816087921986141132008-01-21T21:48:00.001-06:002008-01-21T22:35:06.483-06:00First Stop: some secret place on the east coastWe all got on the plane and got settled in. I was very safety-conscious making sure that I understood all his emergency exit procedures.<div><div><br /></div><div>SAFETY-CONSCIOUS</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihmAmud2AQbN3EglDrDrXqyNqCgRL_hJUD_huKyNnfOAKZ693gDUsP4fHQWMWAFcPF-SsLItsDk-Aqr4lbptlTDxtKGa5TdjCvF1AwMnGVVEkL3MC0rCqZLgeViXWbYNcvFWj8E7LgER6e/s1600-h/DSCF1143.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihmAmud2AQbN3EglDrDrXqyNqCgRL_hJUD_huKyNnfOAKZ693gDUsP4fHQWMWAFcPF-SsLItsDk-Aqr4lbptlTDxtKGa5TdjCvF1AwMnGVVEkL3MC0rCqZLgeViXWbYNcvFWj8E7LgER6e/s320/DSCF1143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158143770439956482" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Heck yeah, I like me some airplane food! Chicken, broccoli, boiled eggs....Mmmmm just think 200 people all eating the same thing and trapped in a pressurized aluminum tube for like a day!</div><div><br /></div><div>DIG IN!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSl9mW_xU22miWBd1Zg3tsW3GOyBfY0VYZOko8JkabbbP-V4v_v1qM2gQ8-SYTwWgnzcdm7GJtLbeK6cMd-mYEX8HpUqhQ0Qv85jP6Phe5BIeP95J78owS14OMsfQ5B55Pvb5DpTqkxZ_Z/s1600-h/DSCF1146.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSl9mW_xU22miWBd1Zg3tsW3GOyBfY0VYZOko8JkabbbP-V4v_v1qM2gQ8-SYTwWgnzcdm7GJtLbeK6cMd-mYEX8HpUqhQ0Qv85jP6Phe5BIeP95J78owS14OMsfQ5B55Pvb5DpTqkxZ_Z/s320/DSCF1146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158143774734923794" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>As a veteran traveler, I know that its always a good idea to have a cocktail after dinner...</div><div><br /></div><div>TYING ONE ON<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ_OsqMpEs7tB_PluTgCf0-6ig0FlkNay2GWUzXrbnS6cjXSeeu-4nSSpFMtWlFAb7gSJCtrM4H_3fYzFq8Lm_-kfmN7VhFolRuSdbQvzSx_NAaKQzVR2gkk_Mml3bKLcdPy0qMqDF0ZQ4/s1600-h/DSCF1159.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ_OsqMpEs7tB_PluTgCf0-6ig0FlkNay2GWUzXrbnS6cjXSeeu-4nSSpFMtWlFAb7gSJCtrM4H_3fYzFq8Lm_-kfmN7VhFolRuSdbQvzSx_NAaKQzVR2gkk_Mml3bKLcdPy0qMqDF0ZQ4/s320/DSCF1159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158143774734923810" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>All the excitement was just too much for a little travelkitty.</div><div><br /></div><div>I SWEAR IT IS AIR SICKNESS<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA6uVJ5iCjPoHEENQCjZAziwxUXmfw7DfdbMstQytEf1iu0KqXZxZZcSh4FV4nJOx6PANTywmQVonnUoil16VLAqPPTp1CLoRtZWOxgUXGgHCQyxhzULTXNuC54XEhRYMYlno5HbgUALF2/s1600-h/DSCF1145.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA6uVJ5iCjPoHEENQCjZAziwxUXmfw7DfdbMstQytEf1iu0KqXZxZZcSh4FV4nJOx6PANTywmQVonnUoil16VLAqPPTp1CLoRtZWOxgUXGgHCQyxhzULTXNuC54XEhRYMYlno5HbgUALF2/s320/DSCF1145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158143779029891122" /></a><br /></div></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-67513952992838518302008-01-21T21:39:00.001-06:002008-01-21T22:33:03.468-06:00Heading out the door!<div>Here I am getting ready to go. I was issued my patches so that means I'm part of the team! Never fear America, I am on my way!</div><div><br /></div>PATCHES ROCK<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3jW-9R8VAlvR7ErkF63HSPkvM2BDscv88535ow64uEww25bvNR3yNyUlapNJCg38rPJPRnfAj53o7RkZqStetTTWJqu6hq12fy5Uyt53N2xDSK5dOUBjnYiKDyp_UG7h6JRkFV6Aw4O58/s1600-h/DSCF1142.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3jW-9R8VAlvR7ErkF63HSPkvM2BDscv88535ow64uEww25bvNR3yNyUlapNJCg38rPJPRnfAj53o7RkZqStetTTWJqu6hq12fy5Uyt53N2xDSK5dOUBjnYiKDyp_UG7h6JRkFV6Aw4O58/s320/DSCF1142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158140970121279458" /></a><div><br /></div><div>OK, so apparently part of deploying to a war is waiting around and drinking coffee while someone else calls the shots. </div><div><br /></div><div>CHILLIN' AND DRINKIN' SOME JOE<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEFdnVSYM8ZLYm1Lj_a1ivuvy9JgiwgxT2HGRDys01yX7rBARkYZo-EmldCwsSXSdEJt5-WXhKbCTeCWIiKf7P4sgfqVpO7oWkEi21S9NKtXYM9AeWr8N6R4LGFwHv-AnWuavxeCEH3cgd/s1600-h/DSCF1140.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEFdnVSYM8ZLYm1Lj_a1ivuvy9JgiwgxT2HGRDys01yX7rBARkYZo-EmldCwsSXSdEJt5-WXhKbCTeCWIiKf7P4sgfqVpO7oWkEi21S9NKtXYM9AeWr8N6R4LGFwHv-AnWuavxeCEH3cgd/s320/DSCF1140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158140974416246770" /></a><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-39168126189227907882008-01-21T10:15:00.000-06:002008-01-21T21:39:30.407-06:00You just try to keep up!I happened upon an amazing opportunity, my friend Kat (probably my bestest travel pal) invited me to go on a trip with her! I got to deploy to the Middle East- I get to see whats up and be a part of it too! Here I am preparing to go. My Kids are are using highly advanced simulators to help me with parachute training and flying airplanes.<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"></span>PARACHUTING<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcaHXlVHUZ3YJSMYW80mjtpio_MPaUqOsJqLepS5rQDL03QHtaMuiGTLHPhR8c843U_L0au_7JRyrPOLExIiu9zeB0itGzOZ8m1F6kXuKdFh2JUwP1qp-YY3QR6PS2RBTr0fTf2oSJ0U80/s1600-h/HPIM1320.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcaHXlVHUZ3YJSMYW80mjtpio_MPaUqOsJqLepS5rQDL03QHtaMuiGTLHPhR8c843U_L0au_7JRyrPOLExIiu9zeB0itGzOZ8m1F6kXuKdFh2JUwP1qp-YY3QR6PS2RBTr0fTf2oSJ0U80/s320/HPIM1320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157965323138742146" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>STRAPPED INTO THE SIMULATOR<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZimxxiCKZR4u6sG32eKUPD7RRmWxyvD_G5JDze0aXugqefXPi26O2L8PaJc8u9vYmRJJ0Oq_nPeJP28F_EmJ6oU007lL44ZNZRAJWB1rH_zAi53cJYcPHaL4esd01xLDmuXP7wOHHuFoO/s1600-h/HPIM1319.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZimxxiCKZR4u6sG32eKUPD7RRmWxyvD_G5JDze0aXugqefXPi26O2L8PaJc8u9vYmRJJ0Oq_nPeJP28F_EmJ6oU007lL44ZNZRAJWB1rH_zAi53cJYcPHaL4esd01xLDmuXP7wOHHuFoO/s320/HPIM1319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157965331728676754" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>READY TO GO<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMyD9rekEA5p0Sdf6CpXm6fYiY9mmwHmwOHO09CsfL_-c7yFHEeyqFRdPDpF6LU9UI89Gc3Xfgk6C45NaBGp0kPebtjtJ0kwO7b9smXZFuOKJFSgNaplwiL_49ygr9_pMoWHbzw5GYqRro/s1600-h/HPIM1318.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMyD9rekEA5p0Sdf6CpXm6fYiY9mmwHmwOHO09CsfL_-c7yFHEeyqFRdPDpF6LU9UI89Gc3Xfgk6C45NaBGp0kPebtjtJ0kwO7b9smXZFuOKJFSgNaplwiL_49ygr9_pMoWHbzw5GYqRro/s320/HPIM1318.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157965336023644066" /></a><br /><br /></div><div>Next stop the deployment line...<br /><br /></div></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-7423458585692502742007-12-28T19:30:00.001-06:002007-12-28T20:46:04.448-06:00Do you know the way to San Jose?<div>Meow!</div><div> </div><div>I finally made it to San Jose, CA: Capital of Silicon Valley. It was quite the adventure, from getting kicked out of first class in OK, to seeing all the arches in MO, to then be inspired by all the swimming pools in the coastal desert of Southern California... Finally I'm here!</div><div><br /></div><div>TRAVEL KITTY BEDROLL TIP: Travel Kitty bedrolls are too small to be checked as baggage. When my bedroll and I were placed on the carousel for a photo oportunity, Grand Paw only grabbed me and my little sleeping bag vanished into oblivion. Grand Meowmy threw a fit and I thought poor grandpaw was going to have an aneurism, a hairball or both at the same time! Luck was on my side, and the bedroll made it on a full trip around the luggage carousel. </div><div><br /></div><div>AT NORMAN Y. MINETA SAN JOSE INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXDWrCmGZS8Aqme6nGTappqQJjDi66iM3AhY_66_kwTeRPKAJckbrQHcHObPLKnhg1h2y5uyZdcLkIpBCcZoSSKdydVRWAqavghDBamAnxy2EHVhh7ykUIqZTIWii44DAhH2E0CZfO5pLj/s1600-h/IMG_2069.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXDWrCmGZS8Aqme6nGTappqQJjDi66iM3AhY_66_kwTeRPKAJckbrQHcHObPLKnhg1h2y5uyZdcLkIpBCcZoSSKdydVRWAqavghDBamAnxy2EHVhh7ykUIqZTIWii44DAhH2E0CZfO5pLj/s320/IMG_2069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149201798853539618" /></a><div><br /></div><div>IN GRANDMEOWMY'S KITCHEN BUSTING INTO TREATS<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8aid-WOwa4NvE_kZ43PV_nm6pCYDO3Tr_M4skbebFzErkGUHpuG8u7PuWkM1cxlP40f1CbclDnGqlZfgmbU2D5KCXW7VHpmK_zwCbU3nlZ4H47itntYxJ73X_O_RT6lNigZ0tf4GfBhX/s1600-h/IMG_2070.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8aid-WOwa4NvE_kZ43PV_nm6pCYDO3Tr_M4skbebFzErkGUHpuG8u7PuWkM1cxlP40f1CbclDnGqlZfgmbU2D5KCXW7VHpmK_zwCbU3nlZ4H47itntYxJ73X_O_RT6lNigZ0tf4GfBhX/s320/IMG_2070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149201803148506930" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>ADMIRING A TASTY CHOCOLATE SANTA<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7gsMKA4xM1znhFgZOzJdPt28oqe1zmLRylhq3uZ7J0tbGqPI_pcQUS3htQECsJdFi99IEP0ntjpS9mDaSGrbyXhJd3bgWK9MnF9VDthUizjqsLnF7j4d9d_7T4UzFFJut9mgxkUuBXiP9/s1600-h/IMG_2071.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7gsMKA4xM1znhFgZOzJdPt28oqe1zmLRylhq3uZ7J0tbGqPI_pcQUS3htQECsJdFi99IEP0ntjpS9mDaSGrbyXhJd3bgWK9MnF9VDthUizjqsLnF7j4d9d_7T4UzFFJut9mgxkUuBXiP9/s320/IMG_2071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149201807443474242" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Cats love sparkly things, this is true. Travel Kitties are no different. I was taken to <a org="" wiki="">Plaza de Cesar Chavez </a> in Fabulous and Chic Downtown San Jose to see the lights of <a com="">"Christmas in the Park."</a> It was so exciting they could hardly keep me inside the car! Different civic and charitable organizations sponsor different trees and displays. There is lots of local flavor and variety. The people of San Jose are quite proud of it. But what is up with all the fake snow and wintery stuff when it NEVER EVER snows here? Hmmmm. Well, it is all nice anyway.</div><div> </div><div>ESCAPING FROM THE CAR TO EXPLORE THE LIGHTS<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiacPRvuJlT8XWeFZwAanx7H3vAh6a3pYFftdVv0-kYDE_NUa_MpV8FPH2T6kT8cHfsCBEa-tabiV4rtyWlGyyY6MKh_5Rp1aj1ysHAAXPZajkX6HPa5OUm9APQYGmstZtmfwsbkDJmgl2D/s1600-h/IMG_2072.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiacPRvuJlT8XWeFZwAanx7H3vAh6a3pYFftdVv0-kYDE_NUa_MpV8FPH2T6kT8cHfsCBEa-tabiV4rtyWlGyyY6MKh_5Rp1aj1ysHAAXPZajkX6HPa5OUm9APQYGmstZtmfwsbkDJmgl2D/s320/IMG_2072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149201811738441554" /></a></div><div> </div><div>I almost made it! A mad dash from the car-into a flying leap-then snatched away from my goal by Grand Meowmy. She explained to me that the fence is there to keep Travel Kitties out.</div><div> </div><div>FLYING LEAP <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkql_qQDKON60oqlv4DX69hAcuRyli1XmwDoQzOzL32a-zSgrm70fvUDDixxkEjF_boxx0msIrYiQ2VwnofQlwJioPHP2-a0DOuqo9_KKj2eA_ZgLgr5xYf2E7nLLN5VOhzpoUBNGGH8fD/s1600-h/IMG_2074.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkql_qQDKON60oqlv4DX69hAcuRyli1XmwDoQzOzL32a-zSgrm70fvUDDixxkEjF_boxx0msIrYiQ2VwnofQlwJioPHP2-a0DOuqo9_KKj2eA_ZgLgr5xYf2E7nLLN5VOhzpoUBNGGH8fD/s320/IMG_2074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149201811738441570" /></a><br /></div><div>Time to pack, I'm getting ready for my next adventure! I'm going to go big places that no travel kitty has been before. TKP! Shout out to Lisa Dalton who sewed me! Whoooo!</div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-62952268924647375692007-12-27T22:29:00.000-06:002007-12-27T23:14:50.615-06:00Anaheim, CA Look out MickeyOK here I am in Anaheim. Did you know this place is naturally a desert? Why are there swimming pools everywhere? I guess water rationing is just for the poor slobs in Northern California who get all the rainfall and still have to ration because their water is sent south in the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">aqueduct</span>. Go ahead and enjoy your green lawns, brimming pools, and nice long showers. Flush twice, you deserve it!<div><div><div>LOOKING AT THE TERMINAL IN ANAHEIM, CA</div><div> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirrSuVNml_2AKICJrrwzn_oa76ZLKCDUuM93yh1KVDTPzns5jTKqgYeG2g0YQNoOAO5mbnoa_yjjztL15UiYeu86u3oLniTyL7bXizKG-4p8Yu55OQfqkC5fZZ-HmMcKVZJJuJ-HMD_UAI/s1600-h/IMG_2067.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirrSuVNml_2AKICJrrwzn_oa76ZLKCDUuM93yh1KVDTPzns5jTKqgYeG2g0YQNoOAO5mbnoa_yjjztL15UiYeu86u3oLniTyL7bXizKG-4p8Yu55OQfqkC5fZZ-HmMcKVZJJuJ-HMD_UAI/s320/IMG_2067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148882480919983874" /></a></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div>Your water bill would be about <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Scooglezillion</span> Dollars if you tried to have a pool in the San Francisco Bay area. It would be cheaper to go to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Napa</span> and fill a pool with wine....ooooh....that is genius. Here I am on Grand Paw Bruce's shoulder trying to find investors for my Wine Pool Resort. Will the Humane Society complain if we put dolphins, or ducks, or something cute in there for the guests to admire? I know the animals would be very happy.<br /><br />TELLING <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">GRANDPAW</span> WHAT TO SAY TO INVESTORS IN THE WINE-POOL-RESORT</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWWXyWpZMaMWIIGZ4iyUzXvADai8doY6SEPTa8ps66am3BgRcnR0ifyrTNBm8OtW5OkIK_szMVarfHZTzeLoebXOPcWoLJX0J8p0bFDq6A3GfluOHfqxj0BE_lufkVSdpindDjTDjZVYwv/s1600-h/IMG_2066.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWWXyWpZMaMWIIGZ4iyUzXvADai8doY6SEPTa8ps66am3BgRcnR0ifyrTNBm8OtW5OkIK_szMVarfHZTzeLoebXOPcWoLJX0J8p0bFDq6A3GfluOHfqxj0BE_lufkVSdpindDjTDjZVYwv/s320/IMG_2066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148882244696782578" /></a><br /></div><div>I know we aren't supposed to use cell phones on the plane, but we were at the gate, so whatever. </div><div><br /></div><div>Next stop: San Jose, CA the capital of Silicon Valley.</div></div></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-47601485813422658042007-12-27T21:45:00.000-06:002007-12-27T23:39:17.483-06:00St. Louis, MOMeow,<br />Check it out. I was plucked from the first class seat to which I had quickly become accustomed. I didn't scratch, though because the TSA guys on planes these days are jealous of my catlike grace and lithe power. They might over react and panic when they saw my strength. Besides, I'm sober now, so it was mostly just a little "misunderstanding".<div><br />GETTING BOUNCED FROM FIRST CLASS SEAT<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBBuRRyvhl9Rbl3ePZRdW0Wuxv-Odwknrwmtn2NnEjkoMqcy8iBT5r1L8mMsVDcB48mfmSXNl4nI1dE0DGGtKfMVq2sK7gGqbrxfTMPwoSdEzNjfLGOC8mYGx__-GhlDT1saHX9zE3sSJg/s1600-h/IMG_2059.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBBuRRyvhl9Rbl3ePZRdW0Wuxv-Odwknrwmtn2NnEjkoMqcy8iBT5r1L8mMsVDcB48mfmSXNl4nI1dE0DGGtKfMVq2sK7gGqbrxfTMPwoSdEzNjfLGOC8mYGx__-GhlDT1saHX9zE3sSJg/s320/IMG_2059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148871215220766386" /></a><br /><br />Here I am peeping the magnificence of the American terminal at St Louis, Missouri. Are they into arches here or what? I'll bet even litter boxes have dramatic arched architectural embellishments here. Car washes and vet clinics too. </div>PEEPING AT ARCHES<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4KeKSn8mqmO7HnlLsyKrzoatGRLkE2K6fqckObgI-3LtC6OfSArIqYvzs6s9gF_Z6tspU9N-N34b-609q9aVvmRKQEU-DbzCriV4wwi27e6f4J8g93YpGPgUVxUJEa-UZhgL9EIRDc9Tb/s1600-h/IMG_2060.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4KeKSn8mqmO7HnlLsyKrzoatGRLkE2K6fqckObgI-3LtC6OfSArIqYvzs6s9gF_Z6tspU9N-N34b-609q9aVvmRKQEU-DbzCriV4wwi27e6f4J8g93YpGPgUVxUJEa-UZhgL9EIRDc9Tb/s320/IMG_2060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148871219515733698" /></a><br /><br />After a quick stop in MO, I got to gaze upon The Mississippi River. It took a while but I finally learned to spell Mississippi. Next Stop: Anaheim, CA!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCU-F9F6tZvvtsnBhbDUYsuiBuniNAgpVLEhywt6UoNznjK_KG_zuUrr3Em6kVWMtjGmWd-nRY5CPG9vTypoehqlMWYKwGOHuCakusd2QgHAJqJ7pEfrocuPYYQY_PTtwM1r4ib0kcROTs/s1600-h/IMG_2063.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCU-F9F6tZvvtsnBhbDUYsuiBuniNAgpVLEhywt6UoNznjK_KG_zuUrr3Em6kVWMtjGmWd-nRY5CPG9vTypoehqlMWYKwGOHuCakusd2QgHAJqJ7pEfrocuPYYQY_PTtwM1r4ib0kcROTs/s320/IMG_2063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148886402225125138" /></a>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-58027521078044468792007-12-27T01:04:00.001-06:002007-12-29T23:06:17.299-06:00Cleophus McScoogle responds to complaints about unflattering photosDear Kat and Debo,<br />Thank you for expressing your concerns that the photos of you were not flattering. I can accept your opinion, but realistically the camera can only capture what is there. I've learned this throughout my worldly adventures. There are plenty of unflattering pictures of me on here- like getting poked in the gut while being a drunken big-mouth, or having my choo choo tail poking straight out while sipping a cosmo. Sure they are embarrassing but they are not the end of the world.<br /><br />Kat, Don't worry, you look great, anybody decorated with cat toys is beautiful. You couldn't be more attractive if you had catnip perfume and litter boxes in your pockets.<br /><br />Debo, after doing some research and found that there are many natural looking solutions to <a href="http://www.ronco.com/rco_prodlndgglh.aspx">hair loss</a> in addition to the two methods I recommended. There is hope...<br /><br />In the spirit of posting more unflattering photos, I will post one of paw paw. He was helping Meowmy shave her matted and tangled pussycat named Cheeto Cheddarton. I will be posting pictures of her later.<br /><br /><div>PAW PAW OVERWHELMED BY THE POWER OF "THE CAT"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz1aQJvhu0sRI1TICz15OvLBybHsGBHNAZhhLJUr5BGvsZbNW-UPJEGDkv-lxko-tTkrB_lUh8bxq8rOhiWZK13mt_s0d1Ra1he1d0fx7-pjgHGnmOcZXtYj0z_tntvK7zOKI0TL8SMzKb/s1600-h/HPIM0345.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz1aQJvhu0sRI1TICz15OvLBybHsGBHNAZhhLJUr5BGvsZbNW-UPJEGDkv-lxko-tTkrB_lUh8bxq8rOhiWZK13mt_s0d1Ra1he1d0fx7-pjgHGnmOcZXtYj0z_tntvK7zOKI0TL8SMzKb/s320/HPIM0345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149217789016782706" /></a><br /></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735931675978006455.post-21730925654322074752007-12-23T11:57:00.000-06:002007-12-24T19:39:26.391-06:00The Great Cleophus Fedex FiascoWell, I've been to California and back. I prefered first class on the plane. Fed ex is lousy. Don't let that Tom Hanks movie fool you. These people do not run around saving packages after getting washed up on photogenic tropical islands. You are lucky if they do ANYTHING. These people need coffee because they are lazier than college students at 6 on a Saturday morning.<br />Chickity check what $45 gets you these days.<br /><br />FedEx Express Overnight Service- when you need it overnight, but can wait six days. Or four days if you complain non-stop and are willing to drive to pick it up.<br /><br />FYI Fed Ex is supposed to unload their trucks at night. But not in OKC, OK! Anything you get will be frozen solid, or frozen and thawed. Note that it says that the package was "Delivered". Is a pizza delivered if you drive across town to pick it up? NOOOOO. But going to get your box from those lazy buffoons counts as a "DELIVERY". Sweet for them. Losers.<br /><br /><div>This is from the FedEx package tracking website on 22Dec</div><div><br />Date/Time Activity Location Details<br />Dec 22, 2007 2:14 PM Delivered OKLAHOMA CITY, OK<br />Dec 21, 2007 9:06 PM At local FedEx facility OKLAHOMA CITY, OK<br /> 9:01 PM Shipment exception OKLAHOMA CITY, OK Delay beyond our control<br /> 4:11 PM On FedEx vehicle for delivery OKLAHOMA CITY, OK<br /> 8:50 AM On FedEx vehicle for delivery OKLAHOMA CITY, OK<br /> 8:47 AM At local FedEx facility OKLAHOMA CITY, OK<br /> 7:05 AM Departed FedEx location MEMPHIS, TN<br />Dec 20, 200712:55 AM Arrived at FedEx location MEMPHIS, TN<br />Dec 19, 2007 8:39 PM Left origin SANTA CLARA, CA<br /> 5:40 PM Picked up SANTA CLARA, CA<div><br class="webkit-block-placeholder"></div><div><br /><br />HERE I AM INSIDE A BOX, INSIDE A CAR IN THE PARKING LOT OF THE FEDEX HUB IN OKLAHOMA CITY, OK<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqfWTfMav9Ua2TJ3aOd73m5Whm_2ObdvPIVUVoo1rGDO3CWGP19Gl1mShq-TOL8Qiegqmp_k1w6Q_UooEVz1Yu1B-VEPX1SrAL_xcJ5zHds9LgEZjfr7kfeyoByg4TL6V_S468ePX-26s9/s1600-h/HPIM1308.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqfWTfMav9Ua2TJ3aOd73m5Whm_2ObdvPIVUVoo1rGDO3CWGP19Gl1mShq-TOL8Qiegqmp_k1w6Q_UooEVz1Yu1B-VEPX1SrAL_xcJ5zHds9LgEZjfr7kfeyoByg4TL6V_S468ePX-26s9/s320/HPIM1308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147384357672433266"></a><br />HOME AT LAST! THIS BOX IS BOGUS!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWiG9jHC_N0d9Vc4W3V3h5ZODnl1k4A6qaQD9GPESIrBIB8539YtY43NR5QRs8k3t64E0dY_YhQrU5RtyfR1EKQipcHmWT81ic_-Uok_v5SJ9WFR5R7UShf2Oh3i3m1pOUG3zEzvEJ95nR/s1600-h/HPIM1342.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWiG9jHC_N0d9Vc4W3V3h5ZODnl1k4A6qaQD9GPESIrBIB8539YtY43NR5QRs8k3t64E0dY_YhQrU5RtyfR1EKQipcHmWT81ic_-Uok_v5SJ9WFR5R7UShf2Oh3i3m1pOUG3zEzvEJ95nR/s320/HPIM1342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147384361967400578"></a><br />THE TRIP WAS TERRIBLE, BUT THERE WAS CHOCOLATE PACKED IN THERE WITH ME. IT KEPT ME ALIVE.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdWZT-pTN9vSQz3610g5n9cZ-bCERxGz5EFWMEGrE1Skq1ZunvrhE5D-LuVib18wp-W2Q55wYUORTPxalB2dP4RxRkANi7SKFY9TEtct0jcpOH8njDM5BgK1jrGNfN0RGpfTd_p9C0AWer/s1600-h/HPIM1333.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdWZT-pTN9vSQz3610g5n9cZ-bCERxGz5EFWMEGrE1Skq1ZunvrhE5D-LuVib18wp-W2Q55wYUORTPxalB2dP4RxRkANi7SKFY9TEtct0jcpOH8njDM5BgK1jrGNfN0RGpfTd_p9C0AWer/s320/HPIM1333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147384370557335186"></a></div></div>Cleophus McScooglehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01805448831463771988noreply@blogger.com0