Saturday, June 21, 2008

Kinda Cool!

We had a visit from Jeanne Shaheen who is campaigning for the Senate. She stopped in to our shoppe and talked with Alyssa and Patti as well as visiting other local businesses. Kinda cool!
http://youtube.com/watch?v=-dDny7XtK1I

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Anonymous said...

Maybe he was bobbing for the petals that could be considered prostrate and then your word would work. Yesterday I got to go to Denver to a seminar and then to this speedway to do some kart racing - a local lumber company takes a group every year

Today I fly to Sioux Falls for a wedding - whoo hooo blowing it up in SD - I need to finish my analysis of your dead island friend and your brain thing. hmmm

Anonymous said...

Hmmm - Potty! You don't have kids!

alcor said...

I know, it's terrible...potty and poopy... : )

Wow! How fun!!! Now, how is Katie going to feel about that??? : )

I got to run around the track in a Legends car once--that was awesome! I scared myself half to death. I was having flash backs to when I was 12 and on the Alpine Slide in VT. I decided to go down and not use the breaks at all...foolishly thinking the little carts couldn't possibly tip over WRONG! Have fun in SD and finish that essay! : )

We have an open house tonight...live jazz. I am looking forward to it!

Anonymous said...

how is katie going to feel about what?

Anonymous said...

how was her jazz. Did you jump up there and throw down a litttle scat?

alcor said...

It was awesome!!! They were so great....are'nt you supposed to be on your way somewhere???

alcor said...

How is Katie going to feel about the fact that you went to a friend in SD's wedding and not HER wedding??? : )

It was a really fun night. Good food, good peeps, awesome music...my kids had fun, I had fun. I screwed my favorite pair of dressy sandals back together and got to were them! Now I have to finish some funeral pieces for tomorrow and then tomorrow I have to finish a wedding for Sunday. Life is good, but I am tired...

How was the trip?

alcor said...

I didn't throw down anything except for some double shots. We had a coffee tasting as well earlier this afternoon so, despite being tired, I swear I'll be up for days...

Anonymous said...

sitting in dia iPhone gotta love it. Focusing as I have quite the record for missing flights at the gate

Anonymous said...

you sitting around stairing at the moon?

Anonymous said...

you awake you awake. Hello I thought I heard some howling

alcor said...

No, as a matter of fact I was dreaming at that hour! What were you doing awake??? I was at the shop until 11 or so and then came home (Brynne had fallen asleep on the couch and Noah was with Matt at a local roundyroundy race). The night before I was up working after the party until 1.

DIA holds some interesting memories. Saying goodbye to Matt after Redcloud--coming home trying to figure our what in the hell I was going to do with my life--then coming back to live in Grand Junction...setting out to visit Lisa after each of the kids were a few months old...I think it was my way of letting her know she was still important to me, just because I was married with children didn't mean she no longer mattered. It was also a way of flirting with pseudo-independence...what a crock!

Can I just tell you a bit about today...and about the many days I have lived in similar form each of which I have loved; and a bit about the days that are to come.....

For four season now, right at this time --I clodhop off my porch, leaving my ci. 1926 tiny 1000 sq. foot 'New Englander'--painted red with a yellow door-- at 135 New Boston Road and bounce out of my short but awfully exciting dirt driveway. I take a right onto Bog Road and begin the soul stirring drive to Chestnut Hill Preschool and Kindergarten.

It is so beautiful this time of year and will each day continue to become more and more sensual until the first snowfall--when it takes on an equally wonderful but entirely different shape. The road turns a right onto Bog Brook and eventually Christy...it follows a little river that has on occasion been a bad little river; refusing to be contained it has washed out the road entirely--but right now in late September it sweetly babbles and rolls over rocks, ferns, and lovely earthy matter

--Brynne attempted to poo outside for the first time on this road next to this river shielded by a tree earlier in the year...


NOW--the swamp maples are starting to turn...they live in the lower areas (thus the SWAMP maple)--not right on the road, so in one's peripheral vision you catch flashes of vibrant red and orange fooling around in the woods--as the days pass the color creeps closer and closer to the road and introduces a lovely yellow and an indecisive greenish-yellow-orange, until finally you are completely enveloped in the cozy palette. And then, on one magic day the leaves start to noticeably fall....you'll see one, then two, then a handfull--you'll look up and as you slow the driving down a bit, you'll notice an entire fleet of Leaves gently but --due to the sheer volume-- FIERcely/delicately dropping ----along, around, and upon you.....little voices in the back seat say "momma look!" We roll down the windows and feel the fall chill...

if we are really lucky a few visitors will float on in...the kids giggle, I smile and hold that internal satisfaction that comes from seasonal rebirth, my babies, and my beautiful life. At this time I usually thank God for being so marvelously creative. I reach an arm back and squeeze a leg or two.

I love fall.

I love winter.

I love spring.

I love summer. Damn, it's good to be alive isn't it??? : )

alcor said...

I mean Brynne fell asleep on the couch at the shop with me..that sounded like I left her home a lone to sleep on the couch...oh shut up...

Anonymous said...

Ok that's just not fair!! - I could see it, smell it and taste it and I've never been there - you are quite gifted with the written word.
I have spent very little time in the North East and have yet to be there in the fall but my wife often reminds me that nothing compares. We both have a love for the true four seasons - that was a great picture you painted. Glad to hear you let your kids poop in the woods as well...

Anonymous said...

You know that throwing down "scat" isn't reference to a drink, right?? The wedding was for my cousin - hopefully Katie would know that family comes first - I probably know Katie better than this cousin, hmmm.

Did I tell you that Katie and Abe drove down to Florida together for my wedding?? It was great to see them - they got into this big fight as they were leaving and basically didn't talk from Orlando to Minneapolis - Abe said it was a great drive back. I think Katie was ragging on him for smoking and the regular frustrations and Abe finally spoke up and told her to shut up or something - oops!

Anonymous said...

Who is Lisa? So you left Colorado and then you came back? - I knew about your time at Redcloud - that's where Abe and I took you, right? What did you do when you came back? I guess I should say "who is Lisa, other than your drinking buddy"?

Should I assume you are still attending pre-school/kindergarten or is this where you take your chitlins? Just trying to clarify!!

Anonymous said...

You know it was probably quite inapropriate to refer to you as chicken shit! That is a terrible thing to call someone!

alcor said...

I was thinking that throwin' down scat was some sort of dance move...I could be wrong--so what the heck does it mean???

Katie facebooked me that she had Abe gone down for your wedding..she also told me about scolding him. At this point in the game, he's a big boy and is making his own choices. Still, I have no doubt that he is wonderful as always--the sweetheart with the big brown eyes. He was always such a free spirit and yet so oddly trapped by his own self. I remember him blatantly picking his nose in front of whomever, peeing while talking to me on the phone on several occasions, and just bumbling along in his truck without an obvious care in the world (he let me borrow the truck for awhile--I can't remember why, but I LOVED driving that beast!) Yet he could never get himself to do what he wanted--or maybe he was just having a hard time admitting what he wanted to the world...

It sounds like even after all that time it was maybe hard for him to see Katie get married--that could be a wrong perception--but there it is just the same...

Late night for me--AND an early morning. This is getting to be a WED. tradition...funeral and a wedding. Trying to give both the love they deserve--my Landlords father died and a sweet girl is getting married.

Anonymous said...

Scat singing is to jazz what freestyle is to rap. Often times it is centered on phrases such as beeby doo bop, scahh doo blahh do blahh and so on - phonetic vocal attempts at sounds similar to that of the instruments characteristic to Jazz musical style. Ella and Dizzie were some great scat singers. So that is why in your shot induced bravery I was wondering if you threw down a bit of scat.

Scatting is often one of the most vulnerable forms of the style to perform as it can be judged as the link to the soul in soul styles.

You listen to much Sigur Ros?? Just starting to check them out - they are playing at Red Rocks tomorrow night - debating on attending - I have never been to a show at Redrocks and all I hear is that you have never been to a concert until you have been to one at Redrocks, thus I have been a bit fickle about who I want to see first there. Erin and I saw Over the Rhine at a listening room in Denver last year and it was incredible. Some bands I listen to for many years and they grow on me other bands, such as over the rhine, I had never listened to (erin was the fan) but then I see them in concert and become an instant fan.

alcor said...

Hey, they are at your school! Kinda cool--that is your school, right--you'd better be watching oh valiant citizen....

Anonymous said...

Did you move to Alaska or something you haven't updated your Apotheca Blog in over a month??

alcor said...

Only in my mind my friend--and on a few sheets of paper : )

You see, it all started when I lost my camera cord and couldn't upload the picture of dear sweet Alan (he's a favorite customer who is a scientist who teaches in Main during the week but lives in Goffstown) It's a picture I took with Corey (our afternoon barista) and I told him I was going to upload it to the blog, he was all excited!---then I couldn't find my cord and felt too bad to upload anything else when I told Alan I was going to upload him. I think it's time to buy a new cord. My poor neglected blog.

and, OUR bloggings were becoming one of the highlights of sorts in my day (don't get a big head, I have MANY highlights), so I decided I had to break the habit a bit. Of course I didn't realize this until this morning. I love early morning honesty--actually late night honesty is better...the moon offers a bit of delectable delirium that softens the offering quite nicely.

Anyway, no I have not moved to Alaska yet. I am going to buy a new cord for my camera.

We have a wedding way North tomorrow (I am very excited about the drive!) I'm bringing my Momma--and Goffstown has it's annual Giant Pumpkin Festival--It's CRAZY-- Peeps grow these pumpkins, hallow them out, and float down the river in them! My kids love it. : )

Hope all is well with you.
Lata,
A

Anonymous said...

Thus enters the sideways talk:

You know what is the loneliest of lonlies - sustaining relationship with those who are more disciplined, than one’s self, encouraging maybe but quite lonely.

I haven't wanted to pray for the baby!! It seems to be an odd dilemma because I believe in prayer and I believe, with everything I have, in a God that knows my thoughts and knows the prayer or even desire to pray before I offer it (and of course I am already in love with this child and can’t stand the excitement and anticipation) but yet I slam into a road block every time. I seem to have entered into some sort of spiritual/mental/”don’t really know” dichotomy. I have never been a fearful person, I don’t feel driven by fear with this situation and I don’t feel held by bitterness either – I return to my statement of it seeming and feeling quite odd.

Chuck the bear crossed a line, actually several last weekend and now I am going to have to shoot him. You know anybody that fancies bear steaks??

alcor said...

I had a weird little vision upon reading your dilemma (it may sound like I'm bossing you around, but I'm not, just sharing my mind's eye)

find a hill.
climb it.

Lay down on your back and open yourself up. --Exposing (figuratively) your belly, your neck, your groin...your love, your anticipation, your hope, and your fears--deep and hidden as they may be--and breath it up to Him--loud or lightly. He's in love with your baby too.

Maybe this is when speaking in tongues could be helpful...? Never done it, not sure what I think 'bout that.

Poor Chuck--what'd he do?

Anonymous said...

This is good, very good advise! thanks - I will find this hill.

Chuck broke into the Bible School Lodge three nights in a row and trashed the place. Now every night for the past week he has been in my dumpster shredding the bags and running around the land spreading the internals of the bags. Chuck doesn't realize there are still bear tags available for section 28. Hmmmm!

alcor said...

Guess what, our newest smoothy is "Acai". Not quite the bowl, but it's a step! I like it, everyone else thinks it tastes like mushed up olives with sugar sprinkles on top. But I've had the juice before so I new what to epext--we'll see....: )

Shoot the bear, he's being a bad boy...

alcor said...

Wow, I really can't spell at 4:45 in the a.m.

Praying for you and yours.

Hope all is well with wife, baby, pipe and wood, the elemental tabula, logo, bear, rec. project, frasierian rock hurlers, and ghosts at the lodge.

(I watched the RedRum movie -can't remember the name-for the first time with Mom and Dad last week!!! OH MY Gosh! You are totally living that flick--minus the murderous craze part--. How creepy cool : )

Anonymous said...

Just goes to show that at 4:45am you really never know what to epext!! ha ha - it was funny...

Got a friend request on facebook yesterday from long lost Karla - oh sweet Karla!! Did that sound weird??

Anonymous said...

Comment and a question question:

I must say that I am quite happy to see that several retail firms are once again offering "layaway". One of my first "save up and wait learning lessons" incorporated the technique of layaway. I layed away for four months (what seem of an eternity to a forth grader) for a black and grey scooter complete with infatable tires, rear brake and wheel pegs so that I might attempt tricks well above my ability and pain tolerance I might add. Amazing that when an economy that has fallen to the pooper mainly because of greed provoked credit mayhem we fall back to the original concept of "waiting". hmmm - just something that caught my eye this morning on MSN. FYI I completely suck at waiting!!

Q1. Where does one find a black butterfly with glitter on its wings?

Q2. What occasion calls for black butterfly with glitter on its wings?

Just curious!!

alcor said...

Where did you see that picture? I didn't think we posted anything.....

A black winged butterfly is perfectly appropriate when one is getting married the day after Halloween at a Country Club owned and operated by a tall, Beautiful Blond German woman -with the voice of man-named Helga. Of course complimented with Black Magic Roses and feathers, it's a near perfect fit. Rich, Elegant, and a just a little mystical. toodootoodoo...it was awesome!
The butterflies flew in for the occasion.


Where did you see that picture Oh Creepy One? My mom isn't uploading embarrassing things again, is she???

There is something wonderful about layaway, I agree. What will you be layingaway this year?

Anonymous said...

ahh don't worry about my source - just some guy that says he's taking you to dinner - some business thing or something. He has a whole website dedicated to you, truly amazing!!

alcor said...

OH boy....

Yeah, that was a little creepy, huh?

I feel much better now, thankyou. : )

Anonymous said...

You know you have to appreciate parents "I'm sure you have done this and will continue to do so" the same reason I have a creepy little ultrasound pic on my cell phone and have made a point to show every passing eye the little fart ( I appreciate the fact that most people pretend they can see the head and hands ). Parents aren't afraid to post embarrassing pics, in fact they are quite willing and open to almost any and every platform made available. It is often said that a parents pride is a scary thing especially when bathtubs, ice skating recitals (I didn't intend to steal that from Garden State ) and superman underoos are involved. Who would have thought you were such a short chunky baby, cute upper lip though...

Why do your Acai smoothies taste like olives??? They shouldn't taste like that...

alcor said...

As far as sweet little Karla--she is still sweet little Karla, isn't she : ) It's like one big CrownFamDamnly reunion the past few months!

I'd ask to be your friend, but that just may be a little weird.

Acai is a little funky, ya know? I like it though. It's sort of a nutty juice with an earthy sweet that is just enough distastefully tasteful to make you feel like you are really doing something good for your body.

Ultrasound photo--what a beautiful thing! That's a big hurtle on the 9 month calendar.
I remember being so happy that there was no teetle in Brynne's (after four younger brothers and one son, I was ready for a girl) I still harbored fears that one may grow in...I know you're not supposed to care-as long as they are healthy--but I did.

So, is the due date in May? April 25 is always a good target. I'm happy for you : )

Anonymous said...

April 29th - we will do our best to steer clear of the 25th cause that would be weird but of course also an honour. Not sure about the teetle or lack there of!!

Anonymous said...

Ahh you're doing such a better job of keeping up your blog page - it's like you guys are open for business again. You know the world has Apotheca needs too - you can't just check out for a couple of months and expect people to just bounce back like nothing ever happened. I hope you don't plan on pulling a stunt like that again - for the love next time just steal a stinkin camera cord.

(looking at some of your work) The great thing about being an artist (you) is that when the rest of the world is really really trying, you know down to their last bead of sweat, trying to squeeze, produce and embellish every hint or even mere thought of an inspired something with hopes of it being even slightly noticeable - the artist just comes in and breaths the beauty and the art – not saying you don’t work hard (you get what I’m getting) it’s just gotta be frustrating for those that don’t have the gift. Nice arrangements - I would ask how you come up with that stuff but then I wouldn't have needed to write the above now would have I?

Hope this tiny bit of encouragement finds you and yours well - how's the driveway?

alcor said...

Ok now, so where can I hear some of your music?

That last post did brighten my day BTW. Thanks.

alcor said...

I delivered a wedding after Christmas and met an adorable husband and wife photographer team. They were so fresh and enthused. She was pregnant and due at the end of February. They made me think of you and I prayed for all three of you. I hope everything is wonderful. Next Christmas will be your best ever; all the childhood wonder comes back, and it will just keep getting better and better.

Not that you wouldn't, but keep telling Erin how beautiful she is. From now until April can be a rough spot for we females. In reality there's nothing more pure, nothing sexier, nothing more whole than this time you're sharing now. There I go being bossy again.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for praying! My wife does keep getting sexier and sexier; I don't know how she does it. It's funny that you should say what you said - Erin said to me yesterday, "I guess I just need to get use to the fact that I am going to get bigger" - I was like, "you think, you are pregnant”. She’s hot and there is something completely magical and extremely sexy (take it easy now) about a pregnant woman - I tell her often but thanks for the reminder, bossy!
My wife has great taste but will rarely ever spend the money that great taste can often require - which makes it all the more fun to get something for her. I had plans to save and purchase a Petunia Pickle Bottom diaper bag because Erin has been so open and thankful for all of the second hand items received for the child, (my sister has been piling it on us so that she can have my mom go buy her more new - did I just say that??) not to mention we have no nursery or clean carpet due to the lodge thingy. While in Denver this weekend we hit a Nordstrom’s sale by chance and found "one" Petunia Bag half price - they never go on sale - we snagged it, twas a sweet find. I guess I write this because my wife is amazing and she teaches me patience and grace every day. How are ya'll? I have some table pics to veer. What happen to your Colorado plans?

Anonymous said...

One Extremely Personal Question - Are you Human or are you a Dancer?

alcor said...

I figured you'd be good about it, but ya know...

So, I've never heard of the Petunia Pickle Bags--looked 'em up, very cool. Nice of God to set one aside for you like that : )

The Elemental Table. WOW!!! It is stinkin' gorgeous. I want one. So does my mom. She said she'll drive to pick it up.

It really is spectacular. Really.

I love the chunky legs, I love the idea of mortise and tenon (I had to look that up to see what was involved--yikes! I don't do well with exact measurements and straight lines, that's awesome!) and I love the visible pegs.

You said the top, legs, and understructure are built with sustainable materials and methods--are there any parts that aren't? And you said the bottom supports can be removed, can the whole thing be disassembled--like taken apart and shipped flat in a box? How much are you going to sell them for? How's the website coming? Questions will stop now....

Don't be makin' fun of my Blog Tunes!...

....for the record, I am human in want of dancer.

I once read that our greatest gifts are often bogged down&sharing space with our biggest fears and selfdoubt...

perhaps there's a 5'11" ballerina hiding in my Sorels.

Anonymous said...

No fun being made mind you - I like that tune and band.
Thanks for the compliment – I always freak when I send out, for viewing, things crafted of hand (not sure what angle of writing this is) and of voice for that matter, but again thanks. The side thingies (all four sides) were constructed from Douglas Fir Cut offs, I got a big ole stack from one of our Timber Frame Suppliers. While their harvesting methods were more than likely not of sustainable means the fact that they were cutoffs and headed for the trasholla kind of means they were recycled – so that sort of counts. The table comes apart and can be laid flat into a crate 12” x 9’ x 5’ and weighs 275 lbs. This table was crated, shipped and delivered to Winter Springs, FL just in time for Christmas. As far as a retail price – not a clue – this was a gift so for now I guess they are free! Still working on the website and overall designs. This table was a bit more refined than I would like to see some of them, it would fall into our third category, basically rustic timber with a smooth or optional wire brushed top, slight amounts of natural cracking and distressing. I think the thing I am most excited about is the recipe for the natural oil and beeswax finish (you can use it as lip balm – I have been testing it out and my lips haven’t fallen off yet) – it lets the wood go on living, even though it is sort of dead. We are getting ready to begin a quarter sawn, square beetle kill table – this will fall into our line of tables called “The Beetle”. So making some head way, slow but sure.
I saw a little book table over the weekend at Anthropology that has a five inch top and it is total elemental raw – it was awesome, I snuck some photos. My proudest two moments with this table (refined as it may be) were one, when I was doing the rough grinding of the top I had a piece of cow dung shoot out of the grain into my face and second after I got it totally finished and set up a little bug crawled out of one of the cracks – that’s what I am talking about. The beauty of the wax finish is that it won't allow paint to stick to it just in case some fool gets a bright idea!

alcor said...

LOL! Love the beetle series!

I want to order a totally rawly naked with nothing but beeswaxy lipbalm --in an off-square shape--meaning more square than rectangular but not quite either?

Is there a kind of wood that has an ashy look? Like, no reddishness? My house is SUPER small.

You may think I am kidding, but I am not. I don't expect to be high up on the line up list, and I want to pay what you deem the retail value will be. I do solemnly swear NEVER to attempt to paint it--not even in soft rebellion to seemly impenetrable beeswax. The desire to paint it would not even enter my noggin'--it is beautiful.

You need to have your cool designer friend make up THE BARE FACTS or THE RAW ESSENTIALS tags or something that list the table title and the neat tidbits in a delightful "cow dung and beetle dwelling" manner...

BTW, I really like the rug under the table!

alcor said...

wait, I suppose the ashy look is naturally occurring on naked wood?

I really like them. Maybe just sometime in the next 10 years if you find a hunk of wood that is particularly wormy and you are reminded of me--make a table and I'll buy it. But I want a signed little title tag with mine.

Anonymous said...

The ashy is good totally the direction of the elemental (I am actually not a huge fan of the golden/cherry look myself but it matched the floors nicely) I like either dark ebony dark or weathered gray - I will send over some pics some day of the original weathered beams that the top came from - totally ashy and gray - then again I could just light your table (still an assumption, might you be getting excited – holding onto my bitterness regarding the cabinet knob comment) on fire and send over the ashy - right!
I may try a through wedged mortise and tenon joint on the beetle (did you LOL at the name idea “the beetle” or the paint wax comment?) where the tenon from the legs go through the table top and are then wedged and sanded or beat flush tot he surface. I have an elemental logo idea that I would like to have inlaid with contrasting wood into the side of each table. I guess that would be the signature. Thanks again for the approval.
I think I want a bee hive. Someday I dream or rather I dream someday it would be nice to be an artisan cheese maker or bee keeper – the beeswax came from this eco-friendly beeswax/honey farm outside of Fort Lupton, CO.So Cool!! FYI I feel like such a tree hugger, how dare I become such a disgrace! I am the guy that usually drains my oil directly into the ground after a change – I love it!!

Anonymous said...

Your supposition was correct - assuming your naked wood has been naked for some time exposed to the elements - mainly sun, notsomuch moon!

alcor said...

Yes, the red tone was perfect for the room--it's like the other pieces were made after --meaning in likeness to- the table--striving to be as imperfectly cool--so not there but complimentary non-the-less.

(Please don't tell Erin's parents I said that--assuming the table went to them. The room is lovely--all of it. The E.T.'s just got depth--even if it is a little more "polished" than you hoped.)

That's what I like too--a dead black ebony or walnut or an ashy dry wood look. IKEA had a fake floor that was on the "dead" side that I really wanted to use at the shop, but it was double the price of what I bought...time to do laundry! Later...

alcor said...

Tree huggers aren't bad--Bees are good. I am gonna start buying local honey for the shop again (our last suppliers bees dried up-can that happen???--so we've been buying from Sam's --so not the same, but much cheaper : )

I laughed at/on both counts.

Inlay logo dealy sounds good. Don't know what the heck you mean by "through wedged mortise and tenon"--I think you should just tenortise for short--joint--oh wait! you mean so the joint shows on the table top? That could be cool...like that idea...beat flush--so it would have battle scars?

Just keep me in mind for wormy ashy dung-ness.

Definitely have to stop that oil on the ground thing!
Ok, now I am really doing laundry...

Anonymous said...

While Over analyzing my thoughts on your first post from Sunday I realize that I stand educated – It is one thing to truly think something but tis another to actually speak it. I was so quick to rebuttal back yesterday all the things I believe about my wife during this time but what I realized (I do truly believe and act towards all that I spoke) is that I have done a lackluster job of consistently speaking them. I guess that is the dangerous area in marriage – comfort leading to insipidness, insipidness leading to apathy (there is that word again) apathy to agony and agony to destruction. So I went home last night (and actually over lunch as well – compliment overload I fear) and spoke the things that I believe and had been truly thinking. I needed the bossiness, I shouldn’t have been so quick to speak to my husbandly greatness (greatness tis sarcasm – please note). Thanks Boss Head (why can’t I just say thanks?)
I don’t think bees dry up (cows maybe) Might have word gotten out that you had been attempting to tint or paint some of the wax? – I have heard this excuse given before to fools that attempt to do such heinous things.

alcor said...

Job well done J. Glenn....
: )

alcor said...

See, while usually a haunting, painfully annoying thing, over-analyzing has its perks...

Anonymous said...

True!

Anonymous said...

So the fact that your ACAI bowls taste like dirt concerns me. Maybe this will help or maybe you are already doing this and are like shut up nosy dude let me run my own damn business. I have been making these for the past few days and they totally taste like what I had in Hawaii and I have been kinda freaking because I am compulsive and impulsive and must share a great thing.
Whole foods or really many places or websites (Sambazon.com) you can buy these little frozen puree packets called Sambazon Organic Açaí Smoothie Packs. Take one pack throw it in the blender with three or four strawberries or really any berries, splash it with some apple juice and chuck in a banana. You can also add some yogurt if you so desire. Grind it all, pour it into a bowl and top with granola, honey, bee pollen, and various berries (ground flax seed for a fish oil free omega 3 boost) – the bigger the better. So again if this is what you are doing and the dirt comments continue I guess you are just SOL. I get excited about new stuff and I have a hard time keeping quiet (I forced Rob and Troy to down a bowl this morning – their smiles complete with purple ooze in between teeth tells me they loved it, so there!

Super Serious Side note: I really appreciated all of the positive comments on the table but would really like to hear any comments regarding some bettering that you see, ie design, colors, smell, lack of website, price, give me your professional, honest critique as it is held in heavenly higher than high regard.

Anonymous said...

I meant to say "higher than heavenly high regard".

Anonymous said...

Reading your blog (hope that’s alright) Sound’s like you got bigger fires than dirty ACAI bowls – sorry!

Didn’t know you could be a hard ass – that could be fun to observe. Neon signs do indeed suck!

No more posts today I promise - too much ACAI and Peaberry - you still got that scar on your wrist, wasn't from a bear or mt lion or something?

alcor said...

Thanks! Totally made my day. : ) I am trying to upload it to the blog--we are due for a new song. Baby time is neigh!!! Yippee : )

Gonna try to check out your progress on the Rec Center today.

Anonymous said...

So where is the video of you singing at open mic night? Looked like a fun time...

Anonymous said...

We moved from the lodge over the weekend so I was putting the crib together in the new place - I was like this is really happening, some little fart that is going to be my child is going to be sleeping in this thing in little over a month - still can't really get my head around it. Glad you like the song - did you hear the banjo??

alcor said...

Ok dude, so over-due for a comment...how is everything...anytime to sleep anymore?

alcor said...

oh, the scar was from the woodstove when I was 3--I was warming up by the fire after the bear and the mountain lion tried to attack me...then I burned the burn as a teenager on the lawnmower muffler while trying to adjust the wheel level when suddenly, the bear came back to finish the job...

Anonymous said...

How's your tunnelling coming along?? I read your blog - I am very sorry to hear about your grandfather - my grandmother is ninety five and I find myself often wondering when that call will come, again I am sorry for your loss. Why did your folks leave Apothecaville?

Emma Claire is just about to turn three months - she is beautiful, healthy and a complete and uncomparable blessing - instant Love!

I pray you are well - remember even moles have to come up for air, sunshine and too take a shit every once in a while! Yo

Anonymous said...

FYI - I'm not buying the whole "lawnmower burnt my wrist" thing - not for a second!

alcor said...

Welcome to the world Emma Claire Glenn : )

I am excited for you, Congratulations Jeremy!


They have been wanting to move back to MN ever since that first summer when my sweet Caleb was arrested for Squirrel hunting....long story, but essentially NH's "live free or die" motto is a bunch of crap. After three years of putting their house off and on the market, it finally sold. Really, the timing could not have been better. Grandma needs them, and my brother Ben is just about to have his 3rd little girl!!! It was tough, but they need to follow that deep internal tickling--I wouldn 't deny them that, however tempting it may be. They want us to move back to--that would involve a lot of realigning...wouldn't that be insane?? Mnnpls is actually pretty cool, but it's so damn cold!

alcor said...

So, what does Scout think of your newest addition to the family?

Anonymous said...

Scout has been quick to ignore
Slow to listen
and full of Jealousy
He actually licked one of her toes yesterday, initial bondings - he'll warm up once she is able to scratch his ears.

MPLS/STP is/are cool towns - I agree!

Anonymous said...

Vedder - nice!
It has been snowing for the past two weeks now!(Down deep and out loud I guess I love it) So now you're a biker chic, and you gave me a hard time for NASCAR!
Why didn't you tell me about how kids grow so stinkin fast - Emma won't slow down.
How's business?

alcor said...

Somehow I missed the response about Scout! That's too sweet : )

They do grow so incredibly fast. Try to freeze moments in your mind as often as possible. I'd love to be veered a pic sometime.

Vedder is amazing. I'm mildly obsessed with "into the wild" (big suprise, huh?) and I guess they filmed the movie near Cantwell. My old babysitter's husband was Paid 2K a day to "stand Guard" with his rifle in case a bear showed up!! So funny. My brother said Sean Penn was a prick. I like to think he's just the internal/artsy/brooding type and didn't mean to come across that way. Anyway, Vedder. Yum.

Biz is good. Hard to believe I am just footsteps away from another January. I'm praying a lot about the next chapter. My wings are getting itchy.

Trust You are well Happy Daddy! You deserve it. Veer me pp.

Anonymous said...

They say there are only two ways to get rid of itchy wings. You can either sit and scratch them or soothe them with the torrent of a rushing wind. (they is me and i realize that was a little cheesy but I liked it)

We have been discussing the possiblity of moving back to the Nashville area - I would miss my mountains but they aint going anywhere and they claim the smokies are mountains - mole hills I say mole hills!

Nashville could be a great setting to launch Elemental for reals!

Anonymous said...

So you can call me a freak and a lier but I couldn’t help but to post this coincidental life occurrence – something I observed. Are you a fan of Rusty Ralston photography – your facebook wall says you are? Rusty was a roommate of mine in college – he lived in the same house that hosted our friend Madeline P. Rusty moved out to LA and then Boulder CO just before Erin and I moved to the MTNs and then he moved back to Nashville a year or so ago. Awesome guy and it has been great to see his photography really blossom. Thought it was interesting that you found him! Hope you are well and keeping your head above water this wonderful valentines season. I still need to send pics of Emma – will do! Nice mud pics.

alcor said...

Hey J.Glenn. Pray for me if you think of it. I could really use it. Hope you all are well. Don't forget to send pixs of little Emma.
{she must be pretty big by now!}

Anonymous said...

Just got this, I will!

Anonymous said...

Just read this - I will!

Anonymous said...

totally repeated myself - thought the first one didn't make it through.

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