Batman's New Nemesis

The Fiddler

He may be small, he may be ugly but he's got that really cool rockem sockem claw. After surviving fallout from a nuclear chemical spill, the Fiddler found that his left arm was imbued with super-crab strength. No longer was he the funny looking crab always poking around in the dirt at low tide. Now he was a dangerous force to be reckoned with. After learning that Batman enjoyed the occasional crab leg with a crisp Chardonnay, the Fiddler was determined to rid the world of the crazy-crab-eating-crime-figher. Don't be fooled by those beady little eyes flopping around on the front of his head. He keeps a very close eye on Batman's goings on. He'll be ready to strike.

Bed Knobs. No Broomsticks.

We are so close I can almost FEEL the sweet dreams. These are the bed posts that will go at the top of the bed with the headboard. Everything is sanded except for the ball at the top and the square part where the side rails come into the posts.


Today we fit the bottom rail to the posts so that that the hole for the really long screw could be drilled.

This is a shot of the other post.

Detail of the post. In person this thing is so smooth. Smooth as a baby's bum.

It is officially together. Although I was outside watering and fertilizing the flowers while the real hard work was completed, I believe that it was not as hard as some had feared. We've been looking for brass bed post covers. My department. Easy stuff compared to the actual woodworking.

Entomologist Wanted

Finally, a picture of the rare and mysterious bug that lives in my cellar. I have lived in my house for almost 18 years and have co-existed with this dude and his ancestors for the entire time. They mostly keep to the cellar, but occasionally I will find one upstairs. I think they prefer moisture because usually when I see them upstairs they are stuck in the sink. Once I found one in the washing machine (ugh!). As you can see they have lots of long legs, and I can assure you that these little bastards can motor. This one has a body about an inch, maybe an inch and a quarter long, but I have seen them bigger. I have never been able to figure out what it is (it's not in my bug book), so I have to hope that some bug expert (perhaps looking for a job) googles just the right combination of words to bring him/her to my blog and can tell me what the heck this is.

Saturday in Quogue

Lisa and Jack

Sunset in Quogue.

Jack at the canal.

Summer Lovin'

What a great picture.

Hi Wees. From Poop.

Ga and Auntie Neck.

This boat didn't make it through the first time. The junk at the top of the boat made it too tall to fit under the bridge. We thought they gave up because they turned around. But about 15 minutes later they came back with all that junk dismantled and sailed on through.

One of the many "cigarette" boats we saw. I think they must be the Harley's of the boat world because they sound exactly the same. They are quite loud. We saw several with some scantily clad ladies lounging on the back deck behind the driver there (I think I must mean the "captain" not the "driver."). I have no idea how they managed to stay on the boat if the captain punched it. I believe these boats are known for speed, and if the captain suddenly takes off, those girls are going to go flying back into the drink.

More Long (With a Hard "G") Island Pictures

Although Scott forgot his dental floss, Steph was more than happy to pick out the food particles from between his teeth. Maybe she should consider dental hygienist as a career. There's probably no shortage of crap between people's teeth in that field.

It was a beautiful day at the canal. This is a great picture of Lisa and Jack.

The gang's almost all here. I have no idea why we didn't ask someone else to take this picture so that Lisa could be in it too.

Jack wore his Red Sox shirt on purpose to piss off the resident Yankee fans.

Auntie Neck, Wees, and Ga.

This picture makes Steph look so much like Rebecca. Or is it the other way around? By the way, how do you like the beach cover-up? It belongs to me, but someone started rumaging around in my beach bag (where this was) and decided it was much cuter than the one she was wearing. (As in the one with the hole in it). I haven't seen this since.

How cute!

Weekend at Bernie's...No That's Not Right

We stopped for lunch on Saturday at a place on a canal with a lock. It was pretty interesting to watch the boats queue up to get in the lock to pass through. This is one of the more modest boats we saw.

I like to call this house "the guggenheim." I'm not much for modern-style archictecure, but I can recognize a beautiful home when I see one. In a similar vein to my previous post, this also is NOT where Steph lives.

And Finally, Sunset in Quogue

It's All in the Family

Auntie Neck and Ga. What a beautiful evening. I could do this every weekend.

The Intrepid Crew

Boat ride somewhere in Quogue. From left to right we've got Spencer, Lisa, Scott and John. That smudge on the lens is VERY irritating.

Weekend In Quogue

Ok. The picture is crooked, but you get the idea. We spent the weekend visiting my niece in Quogue NY. This is where she lives. Ha Ha.