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Fido & Me — Glued In

August 24, 2012

“Today we’re going to do some weather stripping,” I said to Fido.

“Hey hey hey hey! I LOVE weather stripping,” he said. “It’s only just about my favorite thing in the whole wide world.”

Fido paused.

“What’s weather stripping?”

“It’s when you have an opening in a door or a window that you want to block. You see that small little sliver at the bottom of our door? I’m going to fix that, and I’m not going to buy a new door. I’m going to fetch some weather stripping from the hardware store, install it, and things will be hunky-dory for the winter. No drafts this year, no siree.”

Mammoth Festival reigned in the rain

August 24, 2012

An unusual pattern has developed during this summer’s festival season.

The events start out under blue, beautiful skies, are interrupted by the usual thunderstorm and in the end, everyone has a fine time and goes home.

So it was last weekend when the Mammoth Festival opened with a wine walk in the Village on Friday night, and an evening of music at Sam’s Woodsite on Saturday.

The star, Kenny Loggins, was just about the only star anyone could see as he strode on stage, what with the last vestiges of that afternoon’s rain clouds moving off.

The hills are alive, with the sound of ... Kenny

August 17, 2012

Had enough music in the woods yet?

That would be, “No.”

On the heels of Bluesapalooza two weekends ago and Latin music in the Village at the Margarita Festival (see P. 1), comes the Mammoth Festival—Wine, Music, Food & Art.

This is a Mammoth Mountain Ski Area event, and those people know how to put on a show.
It all began last night on the ski hill with a five-course “Winemaker Dinner” at Parallax, and then continues tonight (Friday) at the Village, with live music by Berel Alexander during the Mammoth Mountain Community Foundation’s “Wine Walk.”

Fido & Me — Dog Days

August 13, 2012

“These are really called Dog Days?” Fido said.

“They are, but it’s not what you think,” I replied.

“I’m a dog! I don’t think. I guard, I feel, I bark, I sleep, I eat. But I do not think. I am a life-support system for biscuits and my water bowl. Everything after that is gravy.”

“Once again, you Big Red Lug, you are mixing your metaphors something awful, but that’s perfectly OK during the Dog Days of August.”

“Hey hey hey hey!” Fido yelped. “What will we do to celebrate?”