Monday, June 29, 2009

Don't Even Ask at the Jepson

You can ask about the Jepson. It's a very new, very modern museum, designed by Moshe Safdie, and it's part of the Telfair family of museums. If you're in Savannah, GA, you should take a look.

When I looked around for Cathy-on-a-Stick, she'd found a new friend. Personally, I thought that guy had the big head. (Just because you're in the Jepson...)

Friday, June 26, 2009

One Pic on a Stick to Another

Cathy-on-a-Stick couldn't wait to take the tour of the Telfair's Owens-Thomas House in Savannah. We happened to be there during Juneteenth, a time to celebrate freedom from slavery. I think that explains the big poster of the fellow in the garden. A big poster on a stick. Cathy-on-a-Stick had to have a picture with him. You know what they say: Like calls to like. Or is it stick calls to stick?

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

That's What You Get For Sorta Working at the Beach

See Sorta Working Cathy-on-a-Stick. See the wave.

Sorta Working Cathy-on-a-Stick did not.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Sticky Sighting of Miley Cyrus

Cathy-on-a-Stick heard that Miley Cyrus was filming a movie at Tybee Island, so off we went to check out the end of the beach where our superstar was supposed to be. I knew inquiring minds would want to know...

But no Miley.

I thought "This is a job for Working Cathy-on-a-Stick"! We pedaled our bikes to another area of the island and spied a whole bunch of trucks and jeeps and trailers and Hollywood stuff. Unfortunately, the security guard spied us. "Move along," said the guard. More than once.

As I was not psychologically prepared to wrestle over my inalienable right to sit on a bike while holding a stick on a public street, I moved along. But not before I snapped this pic. Miley's there, folks. Right behind Cathy-on-a-Stick. You'll just have to take my word for it.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Here Comes the Bride (with a Stick)

My cousin's first-born son got married (Whee!) and off I went to Tybee Island to share the joy. Cathy-on-a-stick popped in to express her best wishes. She squeezed into a pic with the proud parents...

A snap with the groom (Cathy-on-a-Stick may have repeated that joke I distinctly told her NOT to tell at a wedding)...

...And there's the beautiful bride. I know exactly what she's thinking: here I am, a new member of the family and I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings so I'll go along and have my picture taken with a pic-on-a-stick, 'cause no one will see it anyway.

Good luck with that...(Best wishes from Cathy-on-a-Stick!)

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Pool Party

So, yeah, Cathy-on-a-Stick took a little dip. There she was, bobbing up and down, doing the backstroke and showing off her stick-thin figure. Until some kid thought she was a popsicle and tried to take a lick. She's a survivor, though. Cathy-on-a-Stick...takes a lickin' but keeps on kickin'.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Crashing A Book Tour

Sorta Working Cathy-on-a-Stick joined me at a fab book tour at Books for Less in Buford. I told her to behave, but that's like saying, "Don't put beans up your nose" to a five-year-old. Cathy-on-a-Stick wrangled her way into a shot with Deidre Knight, author and owner of the Knight Agency. Too bad Cathy-on-a-Stick didn't think of that other saying: what goes around comes around. (Thanks to author Shannon K. Butcher for the cool, corded bookmark. Shannon had nothing to do with roping Cathy-on-a-Stick. She managed that feat all by herself.)

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Looking for Mr. Gopher Tortoise

So, there we were, walking the Gopher Tortoise Loop at Reed Bingham State Park, looking for the elusive beasts. I suppose, being Gopher tortii, they'd burrowed into the HUGE big holes we saw, dotting the sandy terrain. You would think that Cathy-on-a-Stick could just scoot down that Gopher Tortoise hole and check it out, but nooooooo. Apparently, there are some places Miss Too-Good-To-Go-Down-A-Hole won't go. I call that Wussiness-on-a-Stick.

Friday, June 5, 2009

South Georgia Gnats and Golf

While I was busy cheering Junior's play in a South Georgia golf tournament, Cathy-on-a-Stick took my cart for a little joy ride. She claimed she was trying to escape the gnats. I decided a quick escape from the tournament director was in order.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Why Cathy-on-a-Stick?

I wish I had some brilliant reason for Cathy-on-a-Stick. But I've been sitting here for five minutes now, trying to think up a good answer. And you know what? I got nothing.

Except that a stick going places is lots funnier than me going places. All right, yes, technically, most of the time, it will be me going places, bringing Cathy-on-a-Stick along, and taking a picture or two.

I mean, she's a stick, y'all. It's not like she's going anywhere without me.