west facing cave
Monday, July 25, 2005
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
I'M COMING
Hi Guys,
I am packing and getting ready to come out and settle in with you all and RWV. Is my bunk ready? I will probably be tired when I get there, even though I am coming in bubble wrap.
Anything you fellows want me to bring? I am looking forward to all the fun we will be having. How are the art museums out there?
Monday, July 18, 2005
Ah, having the cave to ourselves . . . RWV in Alabama and then Iowa . . .UnSpike and the water problem. But here it is just us, sitting out on the cave veranda, sipping mint juleps, watching the waves roll in. The caterers and tent people should be here soon to set up for the party. We decided to go with the iceberg sculpture spouting Coke - sort of our own Arctic volcano. Also dainty little claw sandwiches. The DJ is going to play cool music 'cause we don't want to melt, baby.
Oh, if you are looking in, RWV, you will forget everything you have read and be happy in your little hotel room with the mini-fridge. Ciao.
Saturday, July 16, 2005
TRESSPASSERS
We went into the igloo room for the Eskimo celebration and look. Cool Bear is getting a little hot under the shades. We have called the HOV.
Eating dinner july 16
We were just sitting here eating our sweet corn and dripping butter when Knute said,"Corn has lots of gamma rays in each kernel . . . and the cob too. "Gamma rays?" we asked. We were pretty worried and decided to stop eating, but the corn was incredibly tempting and we were worried that we would eat it and get radiated. Knute felt our pain and made the supreme sacrifice. He threw himself on the corn and ate it all. We have been watching to see if he glows. Oh, praise be, he says he thinks he might have heard that Grandma Rae grew the corn. Yes, he says the Colonel told him there was a lot of Grandma Rae's best effort in these ears. Thank God he will be okay.
Wait a minute . . . we are going to throw the cobs at his knoggin!!!
Friday, July 15, 2005
Thursday, July 14, 2005
FRED'S NEW JOB
Fred’s new job
Many of you may not know that Fred is a classically trained pianist and has a specially constructed keyboard adapted for claws on his piano here in the cave. Not that he can't play a regular piano, it is just that the adapted keyboard is less tiring for him when he spends hours composing.
We love to hear him play as we sit around smoking pipes and drinking Coke and bourbon after dinner. He also can perform a rousing ragtime and boogie woogie and does a great Jerry Lee Lewis impersonation. (Although, rumor has it that Jerry Lee copied his style from Fred.)
Recently, Fred has been offered a job playing at top notch department store. He will be wearing a tux and playing Gershwin.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
NOT DOING ANYTHING
The catatonic fog passed by about 11:30 last night. At first it seemed to just a regular fog, but soon we found we were stuck in the positions in which the first tendrils found us. Little White is sitting here with his hand on the remote, halfway to the button. The TV has been on the Animal Planet all night.
How am I typing this, you may wonder, given the knowledge I am locked in the position of lifting a seal sandwich to my lips. I am psychically working the computer. Amazing, I can make inanimate things work, but cannot move myself or anyone else. On the window I see late night surfers deposited on the beach in hang ten poses.
Why then can I not use the TV remote? It appears that any object touched by a bear is as frozen as he is. All we can do is wait and hope for the antidote fog.
Courage
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
HI HO
We watched Snow White and the Seven Dwarves last night and have decided to adopt new role models. Actually, we are not off to work - we are on our way to training sessions, such as whistling and marching in a line while whistling. it will be a long course of study but we are committed. CLH stayed over last night in the balcony room and staggered out of bed as we were leaving. She agrees. She said, "You guys ought to be committed."
Got to go - they are calling role in Puckering 101
Monday, July 11, 2005
CRISIS
RWV - CALL HOME - We got a message today that the government wants one of us to join the Navy and become a Seal . . . .
WE ARE AWAKE
We are all sitting here staring at each other in the early morning hours which is uncharacteristic; we are not morning people - it is the WEST facing cave you know. Fozzie Bear introduced us to his "wake up with a smile humor alarm clock " this morning. Example: What has two banks but no money? A river. WOCKA WOCKA. We think we are going to find him a gig in Las Vegas - he should share his humor with the world.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
WOCKA WOCKA
This is so great. I have found the cave. I am so sure they will really be glad to see me. As you know, I am Fozzie Bear. You can Google me or go here.
We are going to have so many laughs . . .
OUR MEDICINE CHEST
We bears have a cabinet that is chockful of healing gemstones for when the need arises. You can look at the inventory along with benefits at this place.
Usually, the dose is administered in pendant form as necessary, such as the one seen here. We are worried about Little White; he is thinking of them in terms of preventative care and so far has several pendants on his neck. Maybe he needs to go with a bead necklace.
Saturday, July 9, 2005
Friday, July 8, 2005
FAMILY ROOM
Hi, here is one part of the room our interior decorator designed to help us feel at home