Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Video test,, take one. UPDATED WITH PHOTOS.

Went to the V.I.P. Lounge last night and I did not know but it was Doris’s birthday! She has reached the big 4-o.
Happy B-Day Doris!

Then I came home to do a video test of the new camera. I am not so much into video but it was built into the camera so I thought I may as well try it out.
So forgive all the short-comings there may be in this first attempt, but I think after this I see some potential here.

And there will be a better review of the Leatherman Blast coming soon.



OK, here are some shots of the new Leatherman.



















Compared to the 'original', the new one ROCKS!














A much beefier model than the first.












If you think things can't get worse it's probably only because you lack sufficient imagination.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Grumble grumble grumble

Soapbox time again.

We went on a bar crawl a few nights ago to deliver some ‘Roots-n-Reef’ newspapers.
We noticed that at each bar/restaurant we visited, the owners/employees were a bit edgy, grumpy, and tired. It has been a very busy year and everyone is feeling the stress,, it looks like.
We are included right along with these folks. We have had guests checking out then new ones checking in the next day now for a couple months. That’s good, I suppose.
Maybe this means the economy is picking up north of us? People are traveling again.
But it also brings out the side of things I don’t like.
Developers.
Big, fat, sweaty blowhards who are going to show everyone how it should be done.
“I got ‘X’ amount of beach frontage, I have investors, and I’m going to build a real (insert business here) and show these people how to do it right. None of this crappy shit you have now.” (fists now beating his own chest)
You see it all the time. And there seems to be some in the area right now going to show us all how it’s done.
First thing that is required is to bring a huge one ton dually diesel with you so you can drive to the jobsite looking like you are in charge. Never put more than a shovel in the back but looks cool going between speed bumps, shows folks you mean business.

We’ll check back in a year and see how they are doing, eh.


Mrs. Barn scared the old bastards last night. She placed fifth in the poker tournament.
I keep telling her that if she breaks out some boob revealing shirts those old horn dogs would fold up and run like Mexican water through a first-time tourist.




And she just might one day.








Lost another friend in Placencia this week.
“King Henry” Anderson died.
He had the food stand out front of Wallens.



Although we were nevr close, we have known each other since way back in the dark days of Mango’s, when Roel was ‘running’ the place.
R.I.P. Henry.





A Christian asked me what it’s like to be an Atheist.
I asked him if he believed in Islam and he said ‘no’.
I said ‘ like that’.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Well gut me like a chicken,,,,, then sew me back up of course.

Let’s call this a doggie post.
As you may or may not know, I like all dogs more than I like most people.
Dogs are just pure in their feelings, no bullshit. That I can see anyway.
So Scurvy is getting up in the years. He is now 9 going on 10. So in doggie years that makes him 63 going on 70! Wholly shit! No wonder he is slowing way down. He is starting to show some signs of stiff joints, takes him a bit to warm up.
So we got him a gift.





This is the Cadillac of dog beds! 4in foam and large enough for him to stretch out.
And there lies the problem.
He gets on it, right in the center, and when he plops and rolls to his side, he sometimes rolls right off the edge. I want his mind to figure it out, how to line up left of center before he plops right.
Last night was his maiden voyage with the Cadillac, and he kinda went back and forth between it and his old piece-o-shit cushion.
Then this morning he barfed on the new bed?
Anyway, hope he adjusts soon.

Then this morning I went to the vet clinic to photograph the ‘training’ portion. Dr. Babtist was giving some tips on what to do in an emergency when an animal needs help. First lesson was on sutures.
And there was a chicken who graciously volunteered his body to the class.

In this photo the class is listening to the good Dr. about the procedure.












Then our volunteer chicken received his wound. (kinda kinky lookin)













Then after the stitches were installed, the chicken was ready to be put right back on the shelf!

UPDATE:: It reminded me of those medical shows where the surgical team is conducting some sort of brain transplant while the students all look on from the glassed in area up above.














All in the day of a life in Mental Breach



The last thing I want to do is hurt you.
But it's still on my list.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Lobsters, Mullets, and Boobs.

February arrived with more guests. More work, and less play. Not even time to update this blog fercrissakes.
Elvis’s new grocery store is almost done. Will I patronize? I really want my loyalty to follow Su and Kenny. If they get to run the new place, I will. If they stay where they are at, I will do my best to help support them.
I hear varying stories about what will happen and still don’t know for sure how it will play out.

Went to the Placencia Arts Festival yesterday. I really only went for 2 reasons. One was to find the glass-blower we know from Cayo. The other was to watch the dog show.
Our friend frm Cayo didn’t make it and the dog show was, shall we say, less than awesome.
About 6 Chihuawas, Chiwawa’s, little tiny dog looking things who were all dressed up in goofy costums.



I saw a banana, a lobster, and a mullet
So,, I sorta hung out near the beer tent.
There were some hotties running round, but contrary to what this looks like, this was not one of them.



















These folks seem to be having fun.




On the plus side,, it was not the usual boiling hot temps.












And from the looks of this there could be a whole shit-load of boobs out there going un-supported! Some BIGUNS too!
















I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not so sure.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Cute little feller, ain't he.

Whoa!
Squall blowin thru here bout blew the dog away!
It has been yet another busy week. Guests are checkin out and new ones back in the next day! Maybe I shouldn’t bitch, but I am. Some folks say ‘make hay while the sun shines’, or some odd bullshit like that.
I say ‘leave me alone, I’m wasting potential’.
Our fellow blogger has departed back to the great state of Texas. I know I know,, it’s not every day I would call it a great state but, I am feeling cordial about now.

Not much new on the photo front either. Been shooting some stuff but nothing to brag about.
Maybe I had mentioned a shoot in the works that I am looking forward to? A submission to Belikin contest.
Well I found a willing model (that was a hold-up for awhile), and last night I got a call that there are now 2 willing models!
So as soon as things calm down a bit it’s ON LIKE DONKEY KONG!
When it happens, you all will be the first to know.

While pouring thru some old photos, I found this one of me.




It’s a very old shot but I remember the day. The flash startled me!

















This is the greatest case of false advertising I’ve seen since I sued the movie “The Never Ending Story