tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post4010356562918322081..comments2009-03-09T05:01:49.337-05:00Julie Zickefoosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06654698829603424649noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-92196876884239445132007-09-21T09:38:00.000-05:002007-09-21T09:38:00.000-05:00Julie,<BR/><BR/>Heard Bill of the Birds this morning on Morning Living on Martha Stewart Living Radio. He did great! The interviewer could have asked better questions, but he answered some city bird questions too!<BR/>Kevinhalcyondayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10649697989111039727noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-57892831117541977662007-09-21T08:20:00.000-05:002007-09-21T08:20:00.000-05:00I must speak up, the kid with the "homey" pants looks like a pretty average teenager here in Ohio. I live in the Akron area and this is pretty much how the kids dress, and tattoos are more common than not. This should not make them "scarey".<BR/>Anyway, always enjoy your blog. Love your house and land, and of course, Chet Baker!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-35006359990402659962007-09-21T06:06:00.000-05:002007-09-21T06:06:00.000-05:00You disapprove of d-f Twinkies and Snickers? I heart the d-f Snickers. Mmmm.Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13301129176775790365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-50251099056195991362007-09-20T18:39:00.000-05:002007-09-20T18:39:00.000-05:00Wow. I haven't seen Annalea since she was a little girl. What a lovely young woman she is now!!annenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-72644023111363308592007-09-20T14:05:00.000-05:002007-09-20T14:05:00.000-05:00Only 1 1/2 a year???? Girl, you're not living...we have a steady supply of Texas State Corn Dogs in the freezer. <BR/><BR/>And mustard? Not me. Ketchup, all the way - and DIPPED, not decorated. Puleeeze!!!!<BR/><BR/>Great, fun post. Love the grandkid shot - that's one for Elsa to treasure...Grace, Every Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03119943581970095780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-86779986445377542102007-09-20T08:33:00.000-05:002007-09-20T08:33:00.000-05:00Corn dogs, funnel cakes ... this is why I have to limit my trips to the US Midwest to once every few years. Otherwise it gets dangerous. We have them up here too, at the Canadian National Exhibition (our yearly nudist gathering on the shore of Lake Ontario) but it's not the same. Now our mini-donuts fresh out of the fryer --- they're a thing of beauty.littleorangeguyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12654738679277701610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-79936407063273490402007-09-20T07:56:00.000-05:002007-09-20T07:56:00.000-05:00I LOVE CORNDOGS! Of course, now I do the veggie kind (Morningstar Farm; yum!). Plus the obligatory lemonade/lemon shake. Oh yeah, baby. Apparently, though, no one in PA has ever heard of them--??? Everyone always looks at me funny when I bring them to work for lunch; then they just shrug and say "uh--okay" when I tell them they're "corn. dogs."<BR/><BR/>And those Scarezicks are also Scaredelias. I daresay they'd scare almost anyone!dguzmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01811101661607351661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-4719665974280377752007-09-20T06:05:00.000-05:002007-09-20T06:05:00.000-05:00Big corn dog no-no: runny batter and a cold dog at the center. Liam's was that way this year. Blaaa. KatDoc, my condolences. I'm glad you're back in the corndog fold. For the record: I like mine plain, too, but insist on getting to decorate Bill's with bright yellow mustard. Here I'll avoid coining a tempting neologism that, were I not so genteel, might have been "decorating the corn dog."Julie Zickefoosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06654698829603424649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-46660058774395872962007-09-20T05:31:00.000-05:002007-09-20T05:31:00.000-05:00Oh Yum! I remember corn dogs at the pool where we had a membership as kids, and that tangy mustard as well. Haven't had one in... oh.... thirty five years? :c)<BR/><BR/>Those Scarezicks are creepy as all get out... shiver.Jaynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14057094040409159429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-12465968978668360592007-09-19T22:00:00.000-05:002007-09-19T22:00:00.000-05:00Corn dogs - Gotta luv 'em! Plain, no mustard or ketchup, and as hot as my mouth can take it. I eat about 1 a year, except for the self-prescribed 5 year hiatus after a Bad Corn Dog Experience at an equine expo in Columbus in 2000. Don't ask for details, you don't want to know. (But, it might make for an interesting Toxicology Tuesday post.)<BR/><BR/>A corn dog, a lemon shake-up, and those incredibly skinny and greasy fries, with extra salt and malt vinegar. Yum, yum!<BR/><BR/>~KathiKatDochttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186814675058675885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-29020213990392033492007-09-19T21:39:00.000-05:002007-09-19T21:39:00.000-05:00Ah, how nice to see homey pants appreciating the flowers... I dislike those pants *so much* but I don't really know those who wear them. Elsa is my kind of gal - there are only a few rides I refuse :o) After I saw that corn dog I headed to the frig with mouth watering.Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02040099513110890878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-88827589342096685902007-09-19T20:10:00.000-05:002007-09-19T20:10:00.000-05:00Band Boosters! You might have been served by my brother.<BR/><BR/>And what great mustard art, it is fabulous.Trixiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04765602736333069178noreply@blogger.com