Pull My Tab (125/366)

“Another one o' them new worlds. No beer, no women, no pool parlors, nothing. Nothing to do but throw rocks at tin cans. And we gotta bring our own tin cans.”

Cyril Hume, and Fred McLeod Wilcox. Cook (Earl Holliman), Forbidden Planet, commenting on their arrival on Altair 4 (1956).

TIME:  5:26 PM (on Saturday)
PLACE:  Camp
SUBJECT:  Mother’s Day craft (or the end results of my late Friday evening and why I do not have an “official” Friday photo)

I was a little busy after work prepping for a craft for the girls to make at Girl Scout camp this weekend.  I admit, I did not take a photo.  *hangs head in shame* However, this is the result of my prep work…the girls filled cans filled with Hershey Kisses and decorated them for mom’s to pop open on Mother’s Day next week.  I got the idea and instructions from here.

Recycling (274/365)

Bart: Oh, recycling is useless, Lisa. Once the sun burns out, this planet is doomed. You're just making sure we spend our last days using inferior products.

The Simpsons, “The Old Man And Lisa,” Television, 20 Apr 1997.

TIME:  2:28 PM
PLACE:  Recycling Center
SUBJECT:  Crushed aluminum cans

After the soccer games (SD’s team tied…her coach called her the “Steel gate” in the goal and MB’s team won 5-2…he didn’t let any goals through during his time in the net either) and a trip to the grocery store, we stopped at the recycling center on the way home to dispose of the bag of aluminum cans I had in the back of the Jeep for the past 10 days.  We had 12 pounds and received $6.60 – woo hoo!  I didn’t get to keep the money for long.  I ended up relinquishing the cash to the oldest daughter as I dropped her off at a football game this evening.

Old Milwaukee (357/365)

“Beer built right.”

Old Milwaukee beer slogan

TIME:  4:20 PM
PLACE:  Beauty Shop
SUBJECT:  Old Milwaukee beer
(taken with my crappy cellphone camera)

I was my beautician’s last customer of the day and after she had put color in my hair and it was processing, she asked if I minded if she had a beer.  I told her that wasn’t a problem and then she asked if I wanted one too.  Well of course! - I never look a gift beer in the mouth.  She pulled two Old Milwaukees out of the compact refrigerator.  While Old Mil is not my beer of choice, I have to admit that my first sip of it tasted pretty darn good.  I don’t agree with the “America’s Best Tasting Beer” slogan on the top of the can, but in all honesty, it’s not the swill that some consumers claim it to be.  Hey, did you know that in 2004 it took home the gold in the Great American Beer Festival competition?  Take *that* you haters.

Canned Tomatoes (352/365)

“The path of civilization is paved with tin cans.”

Elbert Hubbard (American editor, publisher and writer, 1856-1915)

TIME:  9:20 AM
PLACE:  Viviano & Sons, Inc., St. Louis, MO
SUBJECT:  Marconi canned tomatoes

This morning was our annual “Italian Run” for the holidays.  We met up with Dad, Great Aunt Marie, my sister, my brother and his family and my niece’s friend and his family at Viviano & Son’s in St. Louis.  Then we bought fresh salami at Volpi’s and finally made the trek to our cousin’s bakery (Rosciglione's) in St. Charles for Italian cookies.  The best part of this tradition?  Eating lunch when we return home – fresh baked bread with Filzetti salami, some caccicavallo cheese and a sprinkling of olive oil with cookies for dessert.  Later tonight, I think I’m opening the bottle of Riesling we bought.  The kids are driving me to drink.