hash browns

Feeling maybe 90% human today after last week’s dramatic Flu Episode.  For the first time in forever, I actually want to eat something that resembles actual food.  Of course, what I want to eat is a big grody diner breakfast featuring hash browns, and I don’t feel like getting dressed and digging out the car and going to get one.Polaroid CUBESo, have a photograph instead.  (Art is food for the soul.)  This one was taken at my favorite diner, showing a representative diner breakfast: “chicken fried steak, eggs scrambled, hash browns crispy, wheat toast”.  The camera, of course, is the crazy Polaroid Cube, with its tiny sensor and ultra wide angle lens.  This is one of my favorite indoor Cube shots so far.

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11 Responses to hash browns

  1. Rick Santman says:

    Y’know, I bet the Wolf and I can make a good guess where that photo was taken, can’t we?

  2. Wolfie says:

    I’m guessing it’s a place that rhymes with “Hiking Silly Troll”…

  3. Rick Santman says:

    Who was no doubt Liking Hilly Stroll.

  4. Wolfie says:

    When he wandered into a group of small burrowing mammals who were building a new tunnel, but stopped to protest unfair working conditions, bravely continuing their picketing in the face of subzero winter weather: The Striking Chilly Moles.

  5. Rick Santman says:

    However, after a couple weeks of frozen picketing the Striking Chilly Moles were beginning to revolt at their marching conditions. Their union president, The Pie King Billy Cole decided to bring in some entertainment for the picketers.

    He decided to hire a successful psychic and magician, The Psi King Wille Vole, who did several entertaining sets for the crew. His most popular bit was a Call To Arms encouraging the strikers to march arm in arm to confront the construction company president, who lived nearby in a lovely mansion nestled on top of a small hill, from where he could oversee operations.

    Sure enough, one afternoon he got the strikers aroused to such a frenzy that they took off from the tunnel operations, Biking and Trikeing Willy Nilly to their Goal, the Knoll.

    • Wolfie says:

      But the company president was ready. He was a wily old coot, a graduate of the University of Tennessee, and he anticipated trouble. So he called up some of his old frat buddies at the U, and got them to send their competitive historical reenactment society, who wore their most elaborate Elizabethan costume and armed themselves with the longest spears available, forming a defensive perimeter around the mansion.
      Thus, the strikers found themselves in a stand-off with the Piking Frilly Vols.

  6. Pam Bliss says:

    So much work went into these puns … An admirable effort!

  7. Rick Santman says:

    Well, when you let a couple twelve year olds hang around your blog…

  8. Wolfie says:

    Okay, I’ll finish the story…
    It was then that the Hiking Silly Troll (out Liking Hilly Stroll), the Striking Chilly Moles, their boss The Pie King Billy Cole, The Psi King Willie Vole, and the whole company of Piking Frilly Vols all realized that they were being manipulated by Da Man. In a show of solidarity, they all shook hands (or paws) and headed on over for a conciliatory lunch at… the Viking Chili Bowl.

  9. Rick Santman says:

    Ohhh, well done! Top notch finale, Wolf!

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