Seriously?

How can The Tennessean seriously think this was worth anyone's time?

I mean it.
How is it possible?
Go on.
Take a gander at all 26 pics and let me know what you think.

People, let me tell ya 'bout my new best friend!

Team Tacodeli

I stepped onto the elevator yesterday at noon with my Tacodeli menu in hand. A coworker got on at the next floor. The following conversation transpired.

She said: Tacodeli, eh?

I said: Yeah. I've got to have it at least once a week.

She said: Dave [her husband] can get junk food on Tuesdays. I let him get whatever he wants.

(stunned) I said: Have you ever tried this place? It's really good.

She said: Why would I... I mean... I can make tacos at home.

The doors opened and she got off at the first floor before I could retort. "Not like these you can't."

I have no time for these people.

Just Because

Where the Hell is Matt? (2008) from Matthew Harding on Vimeo.

Where the Days are Longer and The Nights are Stronger than Moonshine

So, several weeks ago I went to visit the Fryes out in Ventura, CA.
Kate and I had been marveling over the fact that she and I hadn't had any solid face time, one-on-one, in about 6 1/2 years and decided it was time. Plus, I hadn't seen Tom in 3 1/2 years and hadn't seen Jackson since he was about 5 months old and he's about to turn TWO!
Anyway...we got a whole week. It was fantastic.

My accommodations in their newly renovated guest house were perfect and the gardens were lush and beautiful.
(Lush enough for my allergies to kick into high gear about 48 hours into my stay.)



We had a lunch party with the newly wedded Lisa and Dave.



Then we went to the beach (once on bikes!) and to a couple of parks and to the zoo (where we looked for alligator lizards in the air) and basically just relaxed and got caught up and hung out with Jackson (whose favorite movies were a toss up between Cars and Shrek:2--with Shrek:2 slightly in the lead).
One evening we even went hiking in one of the parks on a gorgeous mountain path.








Thank you to Kate and Tom and Jackson for such a wonderful time!!!

No Excuses

No, not the brand of jeans...
(Although, I like the way you think...)

Ok, so there are no good excuses of where we've been with the blog, except that we've been busy.
Yeah, yeah, I know! Everyone gets busy!

So, just to get back on track, I should say:

HAPPY 30th BIRTHDAY, CORK!

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, JODY!

And, Boy! I cannot wait to tell you about this cutie pie!

Tagged by Mouse Tails

So, my friend, the Mouse Asthmatologist tagged me with a "six word memoir meme." The instructions were these: Write a six word memoir, then tag six others.

So, here's what I've got so far...

"Staggeringly indecisive, yet optimistic there's hope."

Or how about:
"Support our troops, Mice for Cancer!"

Wait, wait!
"Too old for Late Night Drinking"

Or:
"Happy Hour Hero more age appropriate"

Or, on an election night:
"Full onset Voter Anticipation Fatigue, *sigh*"

This is kind of fun, Mark, thanks!

I think I shall tag Jono, Emma, Danny, The Wagners of Rock, The LaCrowes, and the newly preggers Loopty Lou, who I am convinced is the first person to NOT do this.

Ahoy!

Overheard in Texas

3.11.2008, KUT traffic report, 5:30pm

"Loose cattle, rather, one large bull, in the road on Highway 71E. If you are traveling towards Bastrop and are anywhere in the vicinity of the Hog Wild Bar & Grill, be on the lookout for a few hundred pounds of pot roast on the hoof in the median."

What's the Point?

How do I know that New Year's Resolutions are meant to be broken?
Girl Scout Cookies go on sale the 3rd week in January.
Blerg.