Business took me to Pasadena today, and as always I followed it up with a fact finding trip in the hollowed hills of Altadena. I believe I found the entrance to the zany Zorthian place, but that's for another day. The most important fact I uncovered this time, was that Altadenians employ unorthodox security systems.
I stopped to take pictures of this interesting looking house...
...and found that it was guarded by garden pixies who were hiding in the grass, outside the low brick wall fence. I have no idea about the effectiveness of this security system. I was more impressed by the next one I found:
No god - or deer - fearing burglar would dare to break into this house. It probably has vicious bunny rabbits hiding in the flower bed.
In the back there was a second deer - with a piglet on his head. Even the most hardened criminals would be scared off by this deadly deer-piglet combo.
Down the block a house sported a cryptic sign: "WE MUST STOP KILLING US"
With my nerves in tatters I fled.
By the way the light was very interesting; foreboding dark clouds, but the sun broke out here and there, at an angle. The result was a contrast of warm light and angry dark skies.
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interesting photos
Vanda was sober?
So was this somewhere around Lincoln and Fair Oaks, but up in the hills? Goofy! And great captions.
And by the way, that was a pork pie hat.
My word is shelt. Thou shelt not trespass.
I like the pig on the deer. Your photos always get my mind racing full of stories. I'm thinking Medusa...Or the White Witch...I swear I saw Mr. Tumtins (oh gosh, I know I'm getting his name wrong -- the fawn from the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe) in there.
But I shelt trespass! I was driving, so sober, unfortunately. I wouldn't be surprised if Mr. Tumnus lived in Altadena. I shelt return and find more wacky houses.
Nothing says "Welcome" to a mountain lion like a slow (or no) moving deer. Nothing pisses a mountain lion off more then breaking their canines on a slow (or no) moving dear.
Albert hares your fears. When I want to torture him, I try to drag him to a stone deer at a nearby house.
I like the mornings best this time of year, when moon has set over the horizon and the pig is on the deer.
I thought it was "in", not "on."
V, maybe you should stay put where you are!
Sorry I'm late.
Mr. Earl, you made me laugh.
Vanda, I thought of you today. I was in an antique store in Monrovia called Patty's. They have a huge box of photos and post cards. There must be something in there you'd love.
You mean you didn't buy the whole box? Who wouldn't want a huge box of old photos?
How's the job-seeking biz?
I thought about buying the box. The photos for you and the postcards for Katie at Katiefornia.blogspot (check her out). But I thought it would be more fun to go shopping with you there and let you discover the box yourself. There's a great coffee shop down the block, too. Up for it?
Sure thing. When? Email me.
The job search is going very straightforward: I apply, they don't respond.
Job Search?
What happened to Mickey Mouse??
Oh nothing, got laid off.
don't worry. I have a friend who sent out 80 resumes and only got six responses. But one resulted in a great job.
V, let us know what u r looking for in a new job.
I think there is a great demand nowadays, 4 sum reason, 4 a great resume writer.
If only I had more time.
Toadie Sweet Berries, go work for these guys The would totally love you
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