And they were singing

The day the winetop died. Above is a pink flower for Pink Saturday, see more at Aunt Snow's place.

Mikey has some pics up. (I'm guessing that first one is a Blood Red Trumpet Vine, Distictis buccinatoria, and the next few are assorted Lantana.)

Although the winetop kicked the bucket, I still have a computation device (as any fule can see). But it doesn't have all the bells and whistles and such, let alone the bazillion pictures stored on the winetop (I just might have to put it in the oven!).

Still to come: many unfinished posts. Or else new pictures, one never knows.

(Cross-posted at Whiskey Fire. Mouse over pics for captions, and click them for larger versions.)
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Scott Walker, walkin'

It occurred to me that this blog hasn't been silly enough lately.
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Victory through inertia

For the first time since Vegas, the winetop booted up today. I've been meaning to take it somewhere to reinstall the memory, or else buy some tools and try it meself.


Apparently leaving it on the desk for a few months is another cure.

P.S.

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