Go Ask Teagan

Teagan’s vocals on White Rabbit are flawless. Click on the image to see her video.

Teagan is celebrating her birthday with a tribute to Grace Slick by singing a cover of Jefferson Airplane’s White Rabbit, the iconic song based on Lewis Carrol’s Alice in Wonderland and associated stoies set to a relentless Spanish Paso-doble (Spanish march) rhythm. It is probably one of the best known songs from the psychedelic 60s.

I was nine or ten years old in 1968 or 1969 when I first heard White Rabbit played on a local radio station. Not being an avid Lewis Carroll reader at the time, I had no idea what the lyrics were about other than tripping. I actually thought it had something to do with Arlo Guthrie’s Alice’s Restaurant, which was released in 1967 a few months after White Rabbit, but I had heard Guthrie’s album before I heard “ White Rabbit” played on the radio.

White Basket

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Sunrise

We met the three coyotes on the levee again this morning.

Loki: “Psst! Marble! You really don’t want to eat that cheese. Il paparazzo had his filthy paws on it, you know!”

Gwendolyn

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Purple mountains and water at sunset tonight.

Coyotes & Cockleburs

We had hard rain on and off this afternoon.

When Jake and I went on our early morning walk, we encountered a pack of three coyotes. We were walking on the lower bank, and the coyotes ran up on top of the levee and watched as we walked by.

As you may know, Jake loves to lift his leg on tumbleweeds. Currently, the tumbleweeds are green and soft; however, Jake discovered cockleburs on the lower bank. While the cockleburs are also still green, they are nice and scratchy.

Jake looking cool in the car

A short reprieve from the rain.

The clouds were gathering again when I left for the store to get cheese for the cats. It started raining hard again. I sat in the car and did Duolingo until the rain let up enough to where I wouldn’t get soaked walking into the store.

My rain gauge recorded 4/10 of an inch of rain this afternoon, bringing us up to nearly an inch of rain for the month of June.

Distant Memories

Lindy’s in Downtown Albuquerque

I found myself thinking about the day I had a “Dead Texan Burger” for lunch many years ago. I was not really into cannibalism back then, and even less so today, but I just couldn’t pass up a dead Texan. I found the notes from my lunchtime conversation with the waitress. I’m not making this up:

Waitress: “What can I get you today?”
Me: “I’ll have one of those ‘Dead Texan Burger’ specials.”
Waitress: “Very good.”
Me: “How did they slaughter and prepare the Texan?”
Waitress: “Oh! He was roadkill. We scraped him up off the corner this morning.”
Me: “Mmmm! Even better!”
Waitress: “Would you like anything to drink with your order?”
Me: “Pump me a glass of Coca-Cola, please!”

These lovely young women took my order, pumped my Coca-Cola, and served the roadkill.

As I sat at the table waiting for my order, I started thinking what could be more green than recycling that morning’s hit-and-run, and turning it into the day’s special? I also had a few flashbacks to a couple of old movies from the ‘70s: “Soylent Green” where Charlton Heston was beaten up, and being carried out on a stretcher saying “Soylent Green is people!” I also thought about “Texas Chainsaw Massacre” where the bad guys hit their victims in the head with sledgehammers, hung them on meat hooks to bleed out, sawed them up with chainsaws, and then cooked their victims and sold them as Texas Barbecue. Oh man! I’m drooling like Jake waiting for a pupachino just thinking about Texas Barbecue.

I searched through my photo archives, but I did not find any photos of the actual burger. I remember it looked like any other burger, except it was coated with red chile to help tame the wild taste, and it had a fried egg on top that, I believe, represented a flattened 10-gallon hat. I have a vague memory that the burger was tasty.

Picking up another hit-and-run

Viking Bags Where Adventure Meets Style

Song and animation by Timothy Price

As many of you know, I love motorcycles, and pretty much everything related to motorcycles. I haven’t ridden much over the past 40 years, as I had switched to racing bicycles to get my thrills on two wheels. However, I rode motorcycles for 13 years in my youth, and I was a terror on two wheels, outrunning our local crooked crop by taking out across the desert, leaving him in my dust, trying to jump like Evel Knievel, and riding motocross like a madman. I still have the scars, and so many great memories from riding motorcycles in my formative years. So when a representative from Viking Bags asked if I could do a feature post about them, I was more than happy to.

Viking Bags is the go-to place for motorcycle luggage and aftermarket parts. They’re based in California and make the best and most variety of luggage bags for specific motorcycle makes and models in the USA. They have top-notch motorcycle luggage items, including saddlebags, tank bags, and backpacks. They also have top-quality ADV touring hard side cases, top cases, and soft panniers for adventure touring motorcycles.

In the motorcycle aftermarket parts segment, Viking Bags makes touring-oriented parts that help riders turn their bikes into better touring motorcycles. Viking Bags is known for the best sissy bars, crash bars, and luggage racks, bar none. Viking Bags makes motorcycles more valuable, practical, and versatile by adding the best-suited parts to enhance their functionality. If you’re a motorcycle touring lover, Viking Bags is the place for you.

Explore Viking Bags website with the Adventure Wheel Game I wrote for this post. Click on the image below to go to the game’s website, and click on the Spin button. When the adventure wheel stops spinning, see where you landed on the link that appears below the Spin button. Click on the link and explore the bags you landed on. Go back and spin the adventure wheel again, and again, and again…

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Viking Bags
By Timothy Price

[Verse]
Hit the road in style for adventure
Bag yourself some fun with room to spare
On the open road through rain or shine
Protected in style when you are on the go

[Chorus]
Live to ride, ride to live in style
Live to ride for a long long while
Ride to live, live to ride the miles
With Viking Bags
Where adventure meets with style

[Bridge]
Answer the call of the West
Like heavy metal’s thunderous appeal
Be the envy of the motorcycle scene
With a functional, adventurous appeal

[Chorus]
Live to ride, ride to live in style
Live to ride for a long long while
Ride to live, live to ride the miles
With Viking Bags
Where adventure meets with style

[Outro]
A hardshell case or leather
Adventure meets style with Viking Bags
You know you can’t do much better
Than Viking Bags when you go
To where adventure meets style

Spunk Art & Doves

Spunk Art I encountered at 4:30 in the morning.

Mama Dove is on a new clutch of eggs. I believe this is her fourth.

A Eurasian Collared-Dove noticed the paparazzo while getting a drink, and flew right after this shot.

Wind ripples the Rio Grande at sunset.

Man’s face in the cloud, looking down on the scene below him.