Saturday, August 23, 2008

Where's Waldo


The graduating class of the Foreign Service Academy. See if you can find Ben.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

It's About Time Someone Did Something For The Family Name

Looks Like Somebody Has a Case of The Mondays!


David, we are moving your office to the basement!


Friday, August 15, 2008

The New Cultural Attache

Let's give it up for Ben. The new assistant cultural attache to Saudi Arabia.

Monday, August 11, 2008

The Harvest Is Ready

After almost four months the crop is nearly ready. This is our first organic, free-range, non-caged, pesticide-free (almost) locally grown tomato. Of course this beauty had the help of the "constant gardener" Mary. She rescued it from the pot on the patio and transplanted it. It must have gotten more sun where she planted it, because all the other tomatoes are still green. Now we are in a drought, and restricted to watering once a week. I refuse to let my crop die. I'll give up my showers first.

Plants: $15
Cages: $12
Soil: $10
Pesticide: $7
Water: $8

Your first homegrown tomato; PRICELESS!

Monday, August 04, 2008

Hurricane Hannah Heading Up The Coast To N.Y.



Hurricane Hannah heads up the coast tomorrow in her return to the Empire State. Hannah carries with her a load of debris from the Carolina's. Included in the storm is a new hairstyle, new clothes, dozens of new and tasty home cooked recipes, a sample of genuine down home southern cuisine, an introduction to Blue Grass music, a taste of Southern Baptist theology, a new appreciation for Shakespeare and community theater, a much fuller exposure to the cinema, a deeper knowledge of fabric, clothing design and fashion.

As she boarded the plane in Charlotte, Marianne was heard to say, "My work here is done".

Saturday, August 02, 2008

Close all the churches and open the theaters.


Another hit for Marianne the director. It was a grand night for an opening. A balmy August night with the warm smell of clematis rising up in the air. Or was that poison ivy?

It was Shakespeare played as intended. It was fast, farcical, bawdy and profound.

The seasoned veterans of the stage combined with the energy of youth . The foibles of youth, love, honor and old age all brought center stage.
















Major snaps to all the players, the board of directors and the city of Asheville for their investment in the Montford Park
Theater.