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Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, August 4, 2016
Author Archives: AirBeagle
Off I Go
Off I go! Road trip to Falls City, NE, to speak in honor of victims of Braniff flight 250, crashed 50 years ago this Saturday. This one is a road trip; I'm driving.
Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, August 4, 2016
Fergus, Post-Surgery
Taking Fergus home after some surgery to remove a couple of skin tags, his teeth thoroughly cleaned and some testing. He…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, August 1, 2016
His Majesty's Mercy
Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, July 31, 2016
Her Majesty Gets Some Chassis Work Done
Queen of our hearts Sascha and the inimitable Bosco got their nails trimmed today at the Petsmart in Hermitage. The very…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, July 29, 2016
The Clown Prince Gets Clipped
His Royal Clown Prince #GooseIsLoose was tricked by the knave/varlet into a nail trim this afternoon. Other than being…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, July 14, 2016
Crescent Moon Chasing Sun
Crescent moon (upper left) chasing sun to the horizon over a hot Hermitage.
Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, July 10, 2016
Trees, Part Deaux
Trees, Part Deaux
(cont'd) … but it fell onto the neighbors' yard, barely missing their porch and stuff.
Its carcass…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, July 1, 2016
His Majesty's Outdoor Throne
His Imperial Majesty, #IAmTheRoux, awaits a lift up to the new Garden Throne (a.k.a., the new hammock), but growls when…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Saturday, July 2, 2016
Trees, Part Une
Trees, Part Une:
"I think that I shall never see
"A nasty devil like a tree.
"They always fall over on me,
"Leaving a…Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, July 1, 2016
Ole Yeller
His Imperial Highness, #IAmTheRoux, and His Imperial Clown Prince, #GooseIsLoose, wish it known that They do not exert…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, June 30, 2016
Sunset Over Hermitage
Sunset over Hermitage.
Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, June 21, 2016
The Killing of Jo Cox
“She would have wanted two things above all else to happen now, one that our precious children are bathed in love and…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, June 16, 2016
The Cumberland Rolls
The Cumberland flows on between Gallatin and Lebanon on a scorching hot afternoon.
Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, June 13, 2016
Bang Bang, Crash Crash.
Not surprised. Grieved. Shell-shocked. But not surprised. Worst death toll yet in Orlando, five in a domestic in hometown Roswell, another one averted in West Hollywood where friends are marching for our right to live and love today. It’s an endless list … they’re just like car wrecks now … 32,675 dead on the roadways in 2014 didn’t make us blink, while 475 dead in 372 mass shootings in 2015 made us yearn for more anger and violence … so there’s lots of room for more … the merrier. There’s tons of land for cemeteries.
Sing it: “This land is your land, this land is my land … this necropolis was made for you and me.”
Overwhelmed at the Waltz
Goose was overwhelmed by all the hounds at the Basset Waltz and needed lots of lap time and reassurance. But he had a great time and enjoyed meeting everyone!
Posted by Steve Pollock on Saturday, June 4, 2016
Meditative
Meanwhile, The Clown Prince is in a meditative mood on the way to the Basset Waltz. Look out, for #GooseIsLoose !
Posted by Steve Pollock on Saturday, June 4, 2016
Headed to Basset Waltz
His Imperial Highness #IAmTheRoux wishes his loyal subjects to know he has begun his royal progress to Basset Waltz and shall arrive shortly with maximum hysterics. That is all.
Posted by Steve Pollock on Saturday, June 4, 2016
The Dawn of Childish Just Me
William Bradley’s ‘The Dawn of ‘Just Me’: Zack Snyder’s Neoliberal Superheroes’, just published in the Los Angeles Review of Books, contains a telling paragraph, the first part of which exactly sums up someone I personally know. I suppose it’s true of Zack Snyder, the person and the director, as well. Seems bang on:
‘In the end, I don’t know that Zack Snyder’s Superman films demonstrate a coherent philosophy. They seem to be the reflections of a guy who read a lot of superhero comic books as a child, made his action figures fight each other, saw a lot of special effects-driven blockbusters, read some Ayn Rand, got stoned, listened to some Rush, and then, as an adult, was loaned copies of Watchmen, V for Vendetta, and The Dark Knight Returns and came to believe that the entertainment of his childhood could be made acceptable for an adult audience if it was just made a little bloodier.’
—William Bradley, The Los Angeles Review of Books
This paragraph also captures an aspect of this kind of persona rather well:
‘Or the scene toward the beginning of Watchmen (2009), during the weekly “beer session†shared between Dan and Hollis. Note how Dan announces that he needs to get going, despite the fact that he still has about two-thirds of his beer left. Imagine you had a guest over, and that guest opened a beer while you were talking, and then promptly set the beer down and announced, “I must leave now.†You would assume that you had said something offensive to prompt such an abrupt exit. That, or your guest is an android who does not yet properly understand human protocol surrounding conversations over drinks.’
—Ibid.
Mr. Bradley appears to have met some of the same people I’ve met.
Rip, Gronk, Rip!
My very first animated gif:
The Displeasure of Hounds
Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, May 10, 2016
Tessa Wants Chickens
Tessa dog kept a close eye on her mommy's plate during dinner. Grilled chickens! Yum!
Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, May 6, 2016
He's Got Bette Davis Eyes
Something tells me I'm no longer bestus buds with The Goose after I dumped him in the tub for his first bath with us….
Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, May 5, 2016
AARP … NO!
Oh AARP, no you did NOT just address me as "AARP Grandparent"!! My siblings, my cousins are the grandparents (and proud…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Wednesday, May 4, 2016
Debris Trail
Like any good EF-5 tornado, Goosie leaves a respectable debris trail whenever he devastates a toy in his path.
Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, May 2, 2016
How Goose Rolls
"Yes, I ripped up my bed before sleepy time. It's much improved. I don't care you just ran Closet Monster on all the…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, May 1, 2016
Blinded by the Lights
Nothing techno, really. Just the LED colored lights over the deck as reflected in the shiny metal miniblinds in our patio glass door.
Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, May 1, 2016
Spring Deck Goodness
Naw, the deck's not on fire. Just the new fire pit column, patio furniture, LED lights and tiki torches. Never knew owning a deck could be so fun. And festive. Y'all come over anytime.
Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, May 1, 2016
Goosey Video Goodness
Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, April 29, 2016
Nasty Cow
His Imperial Majesty #IAmTheRoux shares his Nasty Cow, a possession prized as much as an egg by M. Faberge', with The…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, April 24, 2016
Percy Priest Lake Dam
Crossing the dam at a picture-perfect Lake Percy Priest on a beautiful spring afternoon.
Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Andy and His Opies
The second post from Shorpy for today is another famous Desilu Production: Here's Andy Griffith in 1962, playing…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, April 24, 2016
Dinah and Desi
Love Shorpy, the 100-year-old photo blog. Here's a couple of blasts from the past: April 3, 1960, Dinah Shore grooving…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, April 24, 2016
A Bout of Gout
His Imperial Highness Prince #IAmTheRoux wishes his Loyal Subjects at home and Dear Friends Abroad, that, owing to an…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, April 14, 2016
Chilly Early Sunset
Beautiful but chilly early spring sunset in Donelson/Hermitage tonight.
Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, April 8, 2016
Got Yer Back, Man
Goose: "Got your back, bud."
Roux: "Thanks, man. That stupid cat could be back any minute."
Bosom buddies, masters of mayhem, terror of tomcats, all in less than two weeks.
#BeLikeTheGoose #IAmTheRoux
Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, April 8, 2016
Goosey Choices
Exhibit A: On the left, a specially designed combo dog toy, with rope tug and BPA-free chewing knobs, locally sourced,…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, April 4, 2016
Plaything
Posted by Steve Pollock on Saturday, April 2, 2016
Protecting the Manse
Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, March 31, 2016
Battling Bumblebeeism
And what was His Imperial Majesty Prince #IAmTheRoux doing after Sir Goose battled the forces of bumblebee-ism? Clearly,…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, March 31, 2016
Royal Wariness
Sir Goose is hanging out on the rear terrace of the Manse, keeping a watchful eye as Queen Sascha takes a royal nap in…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, March 31, 2016
Farewell, Patty Duke
"I've come to believe that whoever I am didn't start on December 14, 1946, and isn't going to end on whatever that…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, March 29, 2016
In Flight
We figured out how #TheGoose got his name: On the left is the white marking on his back near his tail. And on the right,…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, March 29, 2016
Ancient History
Facebook wants to know what were we doing 15 years ago? Let's see … I remember … besides Frank Lester (middle), San…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, March 29, 2016
Mr. Personality
Starting to be comfortable, settled in and safe, Goose is showing his personality here on day three. Yes, that's a…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, March 29, 2016
Fitting In
Sir Goose is fitting right in at Castle Saddlebrooke. Here, he is joining the skirmish line along the defensive…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, March 28, 2016
Sleepy Easter
On a rainy, cool, early Spring, Easter Sunday afternoon, the absolute best thing to do is to #BeLikeTheGoose and sleep.
Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, March 27, 2016
Big Voice
Goose arriyed here at his forever home at around 2:30 this afternoon. His wonderful transport man, who brought him from Knoxville to Cookeville, said Goose was completely quiet and all calm and everything the whole trip. He was completely quiet with us all the way back to Hermitage too.
Finally, when I was just thinking maybe he would never utter a peep, some people drove up to a house on the other side of the creek in the back.
Then … Goose found his voice. Let's just say we may have to rename him … "Bay" or "The Unholy Howler" or "The Howling" or "He Whose Voice is Far Bigger Than His Body" or "Goosebumps" … you see the theme. I'm not good at creating names.
At any rate, here's "Goose: The First Howling." [Speakers on lowest level, you've been warned.] Enjoy!
Posted by Steve Pollock on Saturday, March 26, 2016
Shhhh!
Shhhhhh! Goosey needs a big nap before he meets the Howling Hounds of Hermitage …
Posted by Steve Pollock on Saturday, March 26, 2016
Meet the Goose
Please meet the latest addition to Hound House Saddlebrooke: Ladies and Gentlemen, we present Goose the Great, the…
Posted by Steve Pollock on Saturday, March 26, 2016