I Like Rainbows

So I'm going to put up a rainbow of pictures!


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LIFE.

You can search the Life Magazine photo archives through Google images. This isn't a new feature, it's just that this evening was the first time I availed myself of it. For kicks and giggles, I searched for my name. It was pretty disappointing.

It's boatloads of Rachel L. Cook, plenty of Rachel Carson, a smattering of Rachel Hunter, and a surprisingly large number of some female bodybuilder named Rachel McLish.

There are only two I thought were interesting:

Jackie Robinson

Baseball star Jackie Robinson w. his wife Rachel as young son Jackie Jr. drinks a glass of milk, on front steps of their home.

Location:	Brooklyn, NY, US
Date taken:	July 1949

I think I just like the specificity of the caption re: Jackie Jr.'s drink.

And then this one is just weird:


Gov. of Michigan G. Mennen Williams's son Gary (L) posing for a picture with Gov. of Alabama James E. Folsom's daughter Rachel (R) during the Govenor's [sic] convention.

Location:	Atlantic City, GA, US
Date taken:	June 1956

On a side note, Life's mascot for the 1890s is Queen Victoria. Sometime I'll have to write a post about why I despise her.

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A Whole Buncha Pictures

This morning I decided to clear a backlog of pictures off my cell phone. I often take pictures meaning to put them up here, and then forget, so now I'm just going to blitz you with them.

In August, Neal and I went on a lovely honeymoon to picturesque Estes Park, Colorado. I have no pictures of our cute cabin or the view or any of the places we hiked to (I think Neal does, somewhere). What I do have is this bug I saw in a parking lot in Nebraska on our way to Estes Park:

This is a sign I saw in a rest stop bathroom, which may or may not be from the same trip:

Moving on--as a grad student, I rarely know what's going on on campus. So I can't tell you why this giant Bucky was on library square. I only know that a giant Bucky was on library square. And I made my friend Lindsay stand next to him for reference.

Lindsay also scored us some tickets to a Badger football game in late August. Her sister goes to Akron, so we got Akron student tickets--even though we were way down by one endzone, we were really close to the field, which was pretty cool.

Neal and I carved pumpkins for Halloween. His was a freestyle, jaunty carving:

Mine was old-timey Strong Bad:

The first time I got a perfect score on a Guitar Hero song ("My Name is Jonas" in Guitar Hero 3), I got really excited and took a picture of my stats to commemorate the event.

The warmer weather hung around longer this year than it did last year, it seemed to me. I saw this pretty iris after I would have thought it would be loooong dead.

Also, I saw a duck on a fountain. Campus ducks are pretty chill; he let me get pretty close to him.

And once I saw this amusing beer in the grocery store.

There were a couple other pictures (that are--if you can believe it--more riveting than Bitter Woman IPA) which I will hold back a little longer until they can be parts of posts that I keep telling myself I'm going to write. (Teaser: one is about my birthday adventure way back in May, and one is about election night craziness.) Click here to read more . . .

It Is What It Is

I don't feel very creative or energetic today, so I didn't think of anything I wanted to write about. However, since I am committed to the streak, I'm just going to post a whole bunch of adorable pictures.

BAM!









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This Makes Me Laugh

That is all.

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Phone Pictures

I got a new phone a while back, and although I hate it, I've never had a phone with a camera before, so that's kind of nice. I always thought that if I had a camera phone, I would take pictures of quirky things and write about them in my blog, and now . . . that dream is coming true!

This is one of my earliest attempts. I had to go on a Bureaucratic Red Tape Quest one frigid, frigid morning, when I saw an interesting clock on the side of a bureacratic building:


Like I said, an early attempt. I'm not sure if there are any camera phones with zoom, but wouldn't that be cool? I've zoomed in on this here computer in an effort (a dubiously successful effort?) to make it easier to tell what's going on:

It's a Bucky clock! His arms tell you the time! . . . Look, I promise it's cool in person.

This next picture is about showing you that Wisconsin is how you think it is. People here are very positive on cheese, very positive on bratwurst, very positive on beer, and very very positive on all things Green Bay Packers.

This is the sign for a bar by my house from a couple of days after Favre announced his retirement. Usually, they have some weird pirate-related slogan. I think the other said something like "WE LUV YOU FAVRE."

Finally, I give you a puzzle.

This was something the gentleman caller and I saw in the dairy case at our local grocery emporium. We looked at it in confusion. Then I picked it up to read the label: "Butter Lamb." But that just didn't erase any of my questions. Question the first: What? Butter Lamb? Question two: But why a butter lamb? Question #3: Are butter lambs something that happen that I just don't know about? I mean, are all of you out there reading this and thinking, "Geez, you've never heard of a butter lamb before? What, have you never been to a [social event traditionally involving butter lambs] in your whole life? You need to get out more"? I just don't know.

In all seriousness, if anyone has any answers about the butter lamb, I would really appreciate it.

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