Pleased to meet you,, hope you guess my name,,,,

In the sweltering Central American heat, an amateur archeologist works furiously to beat the approaching storm.



He had been tipped off by his dog, which was digging in the sand for a cool spot, that there was an artifact buried here. Possibly Mayan?
As the piece was slowly uncovered it became clear that this was indeed a rare find. Possibly very important to the understanding of a long gone civilization.
Slowly. carefully, he swept the sand from the piece. As he reached down and removed it from its long time resting place, a slight shiver ran down his spine. While a thunderous clap of lightning rocked the area, he almost dropped the piece and ran. But he gathered up his fortitude and remained calm. This was to be a find of monumental proportions!

Would the Smithsonian be calling? CNN? John Stewart? Oprah?? My Gawd! Oprah!!!
With book deals dancing round his head, the arm chair history buff took his find and headed for the security of the stately Che’ Barnacle. Carefully, lovingly, he cleaned hundreds of years of grime, gook, snot ect. from the piece. Soon it was looking like it was really only from 1978! He took the find to the computer room and began a search. Soon it was becoming clear that this was indeed a significant find from an era long gone. As he dug deeper into the Google pages, he was lead to the same thing, over and over.
This was the Maya God “Bung-holy-o”!


All Hail,,,,BUNG-HOLY-O, the god of Flatulence!












Not to be confused with King 'Corn-holey-o' from the Aztec period. A king who was believed to have some bizzare sexual habits!













The simple act of returning an empty keg can spiral into an big emotional scene.

Smells like cookies in here,,,,

I don’t know bout you, but I ate too much. Them enchiladas sat kinda heavy in the ‘ol gut! Course I did pack down an awful lot of em. You know how when you get full and you jump up and down a few times to compact it all so there’s more room,, well, that was me.
Then mix in a couple chocolate chunk cookies. Yep, more bakin going on here at Che’z Barnacle.
I have been making c.c. cookies using Goss chocolate bars all chunked up. Not bad I’d say.
OK,, I better go. I just saw the cat barf!







Ignoranus: A person who's both stupid and an asshole.

Wash your hands before you shove 'em up that birds ass,,,

THERE’S DEAD SKEETER HAWKS ALL OVER MY NEW DECK!

As we sat out there drinking beer, the bats were having a feast. But sometime they just fell outa the sky? Eerrrrrrrr-plop! Like little wounded apache helicopters. Gotta go sweep up the corpses.

I have been informed that the mere mention of bagels on this blog, has caused a stampede at the bagel supply house! But I’m pretty sure that when the new front office help sez to ‘stop mentioning the bagels’, she’s just tuggin my nuts,,,, so to speak. Whataya say to some doughnuts???

Mrs. Barn just told me it’s 66 degrees outside right now! And that means it’s 66 degrees inside for us as well! Maybe that’s what dropped the hawks? Their fuel lines froze.

It’s turkey day. Everybody got their hand up a birds ass? Cramming good things up there?

Not us. We had our turkey last week. Today it’s pork enchiladas. We’re not big on tradition round here. I don’t need a special occasion to eat turkey,, any ‘ol day will do, thank you. And it went just fine with the wheat pitas we found in Brodies!

New rule: No one who lives along the road from S.B. north is allowed to sleep past 0430-0500.

There will be a loud-assed dump truck sent rattling, banging, and clanging right past you every day during this specified time frame until,, well,, further notice.

To be followed by various sized other wake up calls.

Thank you for your support.

Developer.

Now for the boring photo jargon portion of the show.
I have a new piece of gear. A 9” ‘snoot’. Now before you get all trashy and perverted on me, it’s not what you think. It’s a light modifier. Designed to narrow the flash beam to a spotlight effect. Will have some good uses in the future. I put allot of time and energy into this. It’s a bisquick box with gaffer tape!
Cool huh!

I know how to say “Where are my pants?” in seven languages

He will be missed,,,,,,,

It saddens me to have to write this, but a well respected man and a friend to all has passed.

Ron Shivers,,,,,

Lights, camera, pizza,,,,!

SWOOSH,, CRASH!! (the sound of a soapbox being kicked back under the bed.)
So, where was we? Oh yea, I was hoping to get on with my photo quest and let Belize do whatever it will.

I swear to ya, the deck is sooo big, I don’t have a lens wide enough to capture it all! Mrs. Barns camera has the widest lens in the house and it can barely reach both sides. I know it’s a stretch but there is a beer way over there on the arm of that deck chair! If you squint you may see it.
Can ya tell I luuuuuvvv my new deck?

Today I think I will go back and do the re-shoot of the last senior women in S.B. get that outa the way.
Speaking of Mrs. Barn and her camera, check out her Flickr site. She has been getting some great photos lately! Here are a couple.
She is still wanting to learn the lights and last night was a good chance to whip out a strobe and umbrella to shoot our pizza dinner. Sorta a mini product shoot if you will, that we ate!

The whole setup takes just a few minutes and I/we believe the results are well worth it.
Plus, by helping her learn I am learning as well. Can’t beat that!
And as for the pizzas, they have been turning out great! I have found a dough recipe we like and my sauce has been consistent too. This one was a ham, pineapple, and black olives on a whole wheat crust.
I have been making some good combo’s as well. Chicken, broccoli with an Alfredo sauce.
And pork/chicken with refried beans and salsa! Oh man,, season up the meat real nice and this is a winner!
It is a small pie so I make ‘em 3 at a time.
Bridget, I want to thank you again for the pizza stone! It works wonders!!
Ron, I picked up some more wieners-in-a-can and puppied them up. No more short-sheet'in em either. Got that figured out. Found a better batter recipe. And this batter works well with Jalapeño Poppers also! I love Google!!!
If you can’t get the ballparks, and are sick of the chicken wieners, try these little pork dicks, wieners. They work!

This sea star was out on our beach a few days ago. Some days these things are everywhere.
Chalk up another one of her photos landing in 'EXPLORE'!







“I drink because I prefer the company of drunks, and they don’t like sober people hanging around, making faces.”

Mangroves,, what Mangroves??? I don't see no Mangroves,,,

This morning I added a new blog to the growing list of interesting blogs. Our buddy Tim Smith has been busy. Tim is a biologist who is passionate about the lagoon. He teams up with Friends of Nature, World Wildlife Fund folks and I believe some others and they do what they can to monitor and help preserve the Placencia lagoon for its own good. They study the water conditions, the plant life, the condition and abundance of fish species just to mention a few. It was these folks who allowed me to go along when they tagged some manatees a few months ago. They check the plants on the bottom that the manatees eat and try to determine if they will keep visiting. They even gather manatee poop and see if those plants are in it.
Yesterday we got an email saying how a group of concerned citizens went out and planted 3,000 mangrove seeds. Everyone felt real good about giving something back to the ‘earth’. I thought it seemed like a very worthwhile gesture as well. But, as I was reading the e-mail, I heard that all too familiar rumbling racket as I looked out the window and saw a truck with a trailer hauling a huge dredger, mangrove remover heading south. Those baby mangroves have as much of a chance of surviving this development explosion as a cold Belikin would if it was placed in front of me! Fuckin slim!
A lot of people are very concerned about the preservation of the peninsula. Trouble is, a lot of people are very concerned about stuffing their bank accounts too! Every inch of Belize is looked at as a possible money machine. And a lagoon don’t generate no money. You need to use it, exploit it.
Not too long ago you didn’t see any dredgers out in the lagoon. Today, I bet there are between 10 and 15 of them going to town out there. Not only are they filling in areas for buildings, they are using it as a quarry to mine sand and haul it elsewhere.
A rep from the DOE told us that ‘the fish love it’! OK,, how can you argue that?
The GOB is changing the face of Belize, the reputation it has as an eco-destination, everything that has attracted visitors for years, trade all that for the complete opposite type of visitor. The ones who want all inclusive, casinos’s, malls, and golf.
Don’t get me started,,,,,












I’ve put a dozen vampires into A.A.