Blue Horizon: August 2008

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Doe, a deer

a female deer

and here she is....

she lives right here....
on Chapel Road

alongside Mr. Fox

and she's not very interested
in getting out of anyone's way

or any car's way

for precisely these two reasons:

and
they are....

.... yet, all is so peaceful
on the sandy byways
and in the wooded glen
and by the shores
of Gitchee Gumee
where sunbeams filter down
in dappled patterns
through lacy tree boughs
and......

then

suddenly
loudly

four kids
on a golf cart
coming careening down the road
and Doe-a-Deer says
(in deer language)
"I am so outta here!"

Sunday, August 24, 2008

The magical day has finally arrived.
8-8-2008.
The day of our BSL arrival.

For 2 weeks there will be a total suspension of:
1. ticketing drunken sailors
2. scrubbing toilets at Fox Motors
3. turning rhythmically challenged Dutch people into dancers
4. unraveling the mysteries of DHS
5. guiding Calvin students back onto the straight and narrow
6. untangling computer glitches
7. scooping bulk supplies of organic food
8. battening down hatches that keep unbattening
9. nurturing our covenant youth
10. extracting raccoons from chimneys

Hey. It's a New Olympic Event.
You get to guess who does what.

In the meantime, we watched
(until 2 or 3 am)
this particular guy

acquire A LOT of gold
but ....
... still
we kinda liked him best when he did this...

That's right, Michael!
You better give your mother her propers
or we won't buy
even one poster of you
or your Greatest Olympic Moments DVD.

Additionally, we were perplexed by this "display"
during the opening ceremonies.
Admit it, didn't these "drums" look suspiciously
like COPY MACHINES
each with their respective office drone
prostrate before them,
pleading, stroking, and then
beating them to within an inch
of their electrical lives?

Another area we were continually educated in
was that of the
Field of Mathematics,
never to be confused with Track and Field.

For instance:
16.725 and 16.725
is NOT the same number

and 13 is really 16 in Chinese.

Okay Okay
Sour grapes
and believe you me ALL of Big Star Lake
heard our vocal outrage
but we will let you be the judge:

Yup.
Definitely 16.
Not that these girls didn't deserve it.
We're just sayin'....

Our necks got a little sore from
all of that beach volleyball
and the swivelling back and forth
which is exhausting for
die-hard couch potatoes.

But Dathan Ritzenhein from Grand Rapids
(Technically he's from Rockford, a suburb or exurb)
Mr. Number Nine in the Marathon

made us eager to get
back on our treadmills
or a least walk to Mel's for an ice-cream sundae.

And in case you're thinking
that we've totally forgotten that
this is a Big Star Lake blog,
here's one last photo to pacify all 3 readers
until we come back with more....