Froth Slosh B'Gosh

Riding the Rails

We had to cut our vacation short due to the situation with Mr. Tawney, but on Tuesday, we enjoyed a ride on the Cass Senic Railway in West Virginia.  Great trip with a coal fired, steam powered Shay locomotive!

The Boys Of The Irish Brigade

I'm off to Fredericksburg, VA this weekend for the reenactment of the Battle of Fredericksburg, marking the 150th anniversary of that battle.  It should be a special event, we'll be camping at Ferry Farm, George Washington's boyhood home, crossing the Rappahannock River on a pontoon bridge, and recreating street fighting in the city before making the doomed assault of Marye's Heights.  Looks like we wont be freezing our butts off either. 

The CWPT has a great animated overview of the battle.  And yes, the event is open to the public.  Stop by if you're in the area.  Or even if you're not, take a break from holiday shopping for a weekend getaway.

The Frothling Sees The Wiggles

We went to Hershey last week to see the show, so we made a stop at Chocolate World.

I have a sneaking suspicion that the Frothling was standing next to Mr. Hankey's cousin.

When was the last time you saw a motel room key that was an actual key??  Lodging was tight as it was the middle of the tourist season, and this motel's rooms were small and threadbare, but the room was clean, relativly inexpensive, and the staff was quite friendly.

The show was at the Hershey Theatre.  Before things got started, there were videos shown on a screen over the stage.  The Frothling thought that WAS the show, and she was perfectly happy.  Then the lights went down, the Ringmaster came out onto stage, aaaaannnnnnddddd.....

The Wiggles drove out in The Big Red Car.  The Frothling's eyes got as wide as saucers, her jaw dropped, and she turned to me and exclaimed, "Its the Wiggles Daddy!  Its really THEM!"

The crowd was well behaved, the show only marred when a mob of toddlers rushed the stage, tore off their pullups and threw them, with their room keys attached, at Anthony.  Luckily for me, The Frothling was able to restrain herself. 

Wiggling!

I brought my Nikon Coolpix, and it was very tough to get decent pictures in a darkened theatre with it.  In hindsight, I should have brought my D50.  Highlight of the night for The Frothling was when she got to meet Jeff and shake his hand.  He's her favorite Wiggle because "he always is asleep."  Unfortunatly, I did not get a picture of the moment. 

Yes, you can expect more of these.  Here she is, watching a fishing boat come into harbor.

Just Because

Just because I have a few holiday snaps to share.

VACATION!!!

As of today, I am officially on vacation until June 25, and I will be at the beach.  Posting for the next two weeks will be dependent on intertube access and my mood, as I'll be rather loath to rouse myself from the surf and sand to babble on the web.  Regularly scheduled ranting and foam-flecked spittle will resume upon my return. 

Talk amongst yourselves, and play nicely.

Vacation!

 

Yes, I am on vacation next week, so posting will be light, and what posting that there will be is likely to be repostings of some old photos and other random fluff (but feel free to critique my photography "skills" if you haven't already)  Ranting and foam flecked spittling should recommence on or about February 28, just in time for the Michagan primary!