Month: August 2005

PUERTO RICO: Saturday, July 30, 2005 — The Wedding

PUERTO RICO: Saturday, July 30, 2005 — The Wedding

(All of Drew’s pictures from Doug & Kelly’s wedding are here. Check their site for more pictures!) After a hot day in Old San Juan, Drew & Wendy hustled back to the Costa de Oro to get ready for the wedding. We got to the…

Monroe's Last Living Husband Dies

Monroe's Last Living Husband Dies

Marilyn Monroe’s first and last surviving husband, James Dougherty, has died in California. He was 84. Dougherty, a retired Los Angeles detective and former local politician in Maine, died on Monday in San Rafael, according to his stepdaughter Annie Woods. Dougherty married 16-year-old Monroe, real…

Jeff Foxworthy on Ohio

Jeff Foxworthy on Ohio

From regular site contributor Jo. Thanks Jo!

All I have to say is “Go Bucks!”

You might be from Ohio (pronounced O-hi-uh), if:

You think all Pro football teams are supposed to wear orange!

You know all the 4 seasons: winter, still winter, almost winter and construction.

You live less than 30 miles from some college or university.

You know what a buckeye really is, and have a recipe for candied ones.

“Toward the lake” means “north” and “toward the river” means “south.”

You know if other Ohioans are from southern or northern Ohio as soon as they open their mouths.

You can spell words like Cuyahoga, Olentangy, Bellefontaine, Tuscarawas, Wapakoneta and you know which letter is doubled in Cincinnati.

“Vacation” means spending a day at Cedar Point in the summer and deer hunting in the fall.

You measure distance in minutes.

Your school classes were canceled because of cold.

Your school classes were canceled because of heat.

You’ve had to switch from “heat” to “A/C” in the same day.

You know what should be knee-high by the Fourth of July.

You end your sentences with an unnecessary preposition.
For example: “Where’s my coat at?”

You install security lights on your house and garage and leave both unlocked.

You think of the major four food groups as corn, pork, beer, and Jell-O salad with marshmallows.

You carry jumper cables in your car.

You know what ‘pop’ is.

You design your kid’s Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit.

Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow.
(Amen!)

You think sexy lingerie is tube socks and a flannel nightgown.

The local paper covers national and international headlines on one page but requires six pages for sports.

You know which leafs make good toilet paper

PUERTO RICO: Sunday, July 31, 2005

PUERTO RICO: Sunday, July 31, 2005

In the morning, we packed up our belongings and checked out of Costa del Oro. When we went downstairs to the office, there was no one there to help us check out. Finally, we located the lady of the house out near the pool. Despite…

Funny Picture from OTR show

Funny Picture from OTR show

Jeanne snapped this picture while we were waiting in the line for the Over The Rhine show in late August, 2005. I thought the composition was pretty amusing.   Click the picture for a larger view in a new window. 

PUERTO RICO: Monday, August 1, 2005

PUERTO RICO: Monday, August 1, 2005

On Monday morning, we rose at 7:00am, checked in at the dive shop, and sat down on the patio for a waffle (Drew) and pancake (Wendy) breakfast. The plates came out with waffles/pancakes only. Nothing else. It was warm and decent for eating pre-dive. We were joined by Orlando, a diver originally from Ponce (a little town nearby), stationed in Arkansas with the Air Force. Tomorrow he was going back up to Ponce to celebrate his daughter’s birthday with their family, but today he was diving with us.

 


Orlando
 

We met divemaster Robby, a blonde surfer-dude-type from Knoxville and Angel, local-boy shop owner and captain of the boat. Both were younger and cooler than we’d expected (not that we had any expectations going in…). Both were extremely knowledgable about diving.

 


Robby (l) and Angel (r)
 

We loaded our gear and boarded the boat for the 20 minute ride out to “The Wall”, our first dive site. There were only the five of us — Angel, Robby, Orlando, Wendy, and Drew — on the boat.

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PUERTO RICO: Tuesday, August 2, 2005

PUERTO RICO: Tuesday, August 2, 2005

Tuesday morning dawned bright and clear. Wendy & Drew were down at the patio for their standard breakfast — waffles & pancakes. This time, the meal included a piece of plain bread, unbuttered. We boarded the dive boat, delighted to discover that it was just…