On a dark, dark night...

There was a dark, dark cave. And in that dark, dark cave, was...a bunch of bat guano! Ace Ventura woulda freaked. On this next installment of my little travelogue that I seem to be posting lately, I got to go to an adandoned mine near Caliente, California. What I saw there was too horrible to descibe with words, so I'll put some pics for ya viewing pleasure.

There aren't any evil murderous okies that live near Tehachapi, right? Right?

There are a bunch of Resident Evil 4 style cabins that are right outside the cave. They seemed to be adandoned, but I couldn't help but feel we were being watched. 'Matalo!'
When you see mummified cats in front of these places, I think it looks a little tacky, but it could just be me.
This is an old abandoned miner's nightclub. It was called the 'Mine Shaft'. After all, when you work hard, you play hard. Or so I've been told.

This is the entrance of the mine. And this is Janna for all those in the know. Since this is a public blog, that's all I have to say.
Now after entering the mine, we came face to face with these little rabid buggers.

There were a lot of offshoots that led to who knows where. I didn't want to run into any gollum types, and not having any invisibility rings, I didn't venture too far.

These little guys would swoop down by our heads, but would never hit us. I think they even look kinda cuddly, but I hear these little guys suck blood. Shicaca!

Dodger Dogs and Dodger Dads

For Father's Day, I took Dad to a Dodger game, and it might have been one of the best ones that we've seen in person. Ethier's 3 hr's provided plenty of fireworks, and Los Doyers won 8-2. Then we were invited onto the field to watch even more fireworks after the game. Here are some pics of our evening.

As the crowds got thicker in right field, I thought to myself that this might be my only opportunity to streak in Dodger stadium without getting caught.

I Love LA was blaring through the speakers as we found our spot.

Dad is standing over the throng.

Being woefully deficient in caloric intake for the week, we decided to go to the all you can eat right field pavilion. We left carnage in our wake.



Kershaw pitched a great game with only 2 earned, and Pau Gasol threw out the first pitch. Dad approves

The worried look over Dad's face could mean only one thing, I'd better make another Dodger Dog run

We were pretty high up, with the diehard Mexican fans. Viva los doyers.

Dad lookin like Geppetto.

They gotta to be startin something when the lights went out and they honored old Jacko by playing a timeline of his music.

A great game, great performance, great weather, great (and by great I mainly mean quantity) food, and great parking to where we left without waiting, it was a pretty nice evening.

Disco Inferno

Luckily for me, I don't have that much hair to singe, unlike some others that night.

Hey y'all.
I got to play with fire the other day. Gushman has a fire baton, and we got into Polynesian daredevil mode. This picture was taken with a long exposure setting, and I liked it.

Lakers Bring Home The Title!

Pure gold.

Bite Face

When I went to the wallaces on Sundays, their dog Lucky (aka Muffy, Skippy) would give me bite faces because she was ornery. Kobe gave the Magic his own bite face. Go Lakes!