The Saga of Bonificent

Santa needs an Alamo Rent-A-Car

2011-12-14T18:21:00.000-08:00

Welcome to my Christmas flash animation designed as if for an Alamo web advertisement. This animation can also be viewed at my website: CLICK HERE. Or CLICK HERE for my Flash Gallery.

Happy Halloween To All !

2011-10-21T21:03:00.000-07:00

Welcome to my flash animation designed for all you halloween spooks !! This animation can also be viewed at my website: CLICK HERE and be sure to click on the R.I.P. !!

Meditation Pond in June

2011-07-09T01:42:00.000-07:00

Meditation Pond at Lithia Park, Ashland, Oregon
Copyr. 2011 Bonnie Follett.

I decided it is time to GET OVER Christmas and post something NEW !

So here is a photo I took a couple weeks ago in Oregon. I liked the calming feel to this one.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas

2010-12-13T00:21:00.000-08:00

Merry Christmas to All !!

In these strange times of uncertainty I wish you all a Merry Christmas with friends or family and a New Year filled with good things.

- Bonificent

HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL SPOOKS

2010-10-27T21:38:00.000-07:00

Spooky Spooks Be Wishin' You a Happy Halloween !

These were some darlin' Spooks found getting ready for the big night last week in Ashland, Oregon near Livia Park. This is a composite of 3 photos.

BOOOOOOooooooooo !!!!!!!!!

Luv,

Lookin' for Blood Bonnie... the Bonificent Vampire Of Course !

P.S. I prefer type O, but will accept donations of any blood type.

The stage is crumbling

2010-06-30T10:09:00.000-07:00

Our natural environment on earth is the stage upon which we play out our lives. If we allow the recklessness of large corporations and companies to cause any damage, much less the severe and lasting damage caused by the Deepwater Horizon explosion, we are destroying the stage upon which we play out our lives, and the play will not go on for much longer. The stage will collapse and the actors will sicken and die. To not take the most effective action we can now is to allow the death of out natural resources and will surely result in a slow (but rapidly quickening) suicide of the human race. Please, please do not allow this to happen, but show us your leadership now.

Please voice your opinion as requested by the Ocean Conservancy by clicking on the subject line above or by cutting and pasting the following into your browser:

https://secure2.convio.net/toc/site/Advocacy?cmd=display&page=UserAction&id=621

http://www.oceanconservancy.org

Good Luck Pelicans !

2010-06-06T21:25:00.000-07:00

A Key West Pelican in Better Days.

Twas nice...

2010-04-03T02:07:00.000-07:00

It twas nice to know the Follett girls could still kick up a fuss. We descended on Key West in pieces. I was first to arrive and to wonder why that nice Cuban family was standing atop the entrance to the little airport terminal building. I looked at flyers for various Key West attractions while awaiting the next to arrive. An hour later 2 more middle-aged white ladies pulled in from the tarmac. By cellphone texts we found the other two had missed their flight and were not able to fly in until later. So after a bit of stressing we hailed a cab and arrived minutes later at our condo rental. A nice young security guard from North Dakota checked us in and we did a brief tour of our luxury condo.

It didn’t take long to realize we needed some booze. So we headed off and walked a couple blocks down to our local Irish pub. Downed a few there, had some great food and then it was off to the liquor store !! Laden with bags of wine and beer and chips, we hobbled back on foot to the condo, soon to be joined by the last stragglers. Having not been all together in one place for the last few years, the cackling was soon to start.

The booze and cigarettes flowed on the spacious veranda overlooking the pool and beach below. The quiet condo community was soon to feel as though nails were screeching on a blackboard. A few hoots turned into alot of hoots and a few light cackles relaxed into the full blown synchronized cackles of five 50’s something old ladies. And by God it was almost 11:00 at night and neighbors began to call out “Shut up!!!!” and similar fare.

Soon our cute little security guard was knocking on our door trying to explain how we had to keep it down, there were old people who needed their sleep and such. Old people? We had all become accustomed to thinking we were old, could there really be people out there older than ourselves? People who preferred to sleep at 11:00 at night? Suddenly we each came to our own epiphanies that we still had it… Yes, we still had it after all… that God-given ability to irritate the rest of the world while simultaneously enjoying each other’s company to an apparently unacceptable degree! How splendid !

Adjustments....

2010-03-03T20:06:00.000-08:00

Going from vacation with my sisters in Key West to being back in SF at work? Yeah... Well... Let's just remember the good times !!

Sorry 'bout dat

2010-02-11T16:03:00.000-08:00

Sorry 'bout dat last post - Some days my anger rises to the surface of my fingertips and I end up with red text and bold font !!! Ouch !!!
Today.... I feelin' a bit betta.... I am getting antsy in my pantsy for my vacation – I will be spending 7 glorious days with my sisters in Key West, Florida very soon. Hope to have fun, relax, get silly, drink a bit too much and see lots of sun, water and crocodiles. Or crockodiliads as my brain thinks of them. What is the difference between a crock and an alligator ? I must research this. Get me packed…. Get me ass out the door...!

Much Less Bonificent

2010-02-02T15:34:00.000-08:00

Unfortunately I am feeling much less Bonificent this week... It was all well and good to get airy fairy "nice" about cool airplanes and walking to work in the sun being enough to make life "worth it..." After I have a weekend of downtime it really is much easier to be briefly content with the way things are. (see Sunday's post below)

HOWEVER..... I'm just not feelin' too much Bonificence after a coupla days at work... WHY the "F" am I doing this anyway? Some days I'm just not into lying to myself... Today - Feb. 2nd - Call me Malificent !! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . B.

'010 is Here

2010-01-31T23:02:00.000-08:00

Oh ten is here and I thought last day of January an appropriate day to muse a bit. Each year is a clean slate, but more importantly each day is a clean slate too. No New Year's Resolutions float up to entertain me. Mostly because I know by now I have made my own choices. And a creature of habit doesn't change with a simple New Year resolution. Instead the question seems to be... why do we choose the habits we do?

Why did we not change them before now? Why do we stay in places and situations that we complain make us unhappy or do not fulfill us? Because we chose to for a reason. For me it's the moments along the way, the little things that give me very briefly a sense of enjoyment or wonder. Like an aqua blue and white super sleek airplane (that someone owns!) and chose to fly across the downtown San Francisco landscape at just the moment I chose to go up on the roof to try out my new camera. And in a more mundane sense, the simple pleasure of walking to work on a sunny day glistening down on the streets between my apartment and the job, inhaling fresh cool moist morning air, brushing shoulders with interesting strangers of some anonymous kinship. For me there are no beautiful loves, soul mates, or perfect lives. Just perfect moments to notice and enjoy for what they are. Fleeting bits of a life that keeps on rolling by.

A Quiet Merry Christmas

2009-12-20T13:18:00.000-08:00

Merry Christmas to all - - it can be a little quiet in S.F. even with the company of 3 great kitties and a cockatiel birdie. - But I am certain we will have a good group cuddle on Christmas in front of some nice Christmas special.

For my stoopid little slideshow of this evening (when I took this and many other "Photo booth" pics) just click on the pic !

Sorry I didn't comb my hair or put on makeup! Those eyelashes (see below) are such a hassle after a day at work !!

Happy Halloween !!!!

2009-10-27T21:54:00.000-07:00

The forest was rife with dark sounds.... the hiss of a snake, moist twigs being broken by furtive feet, human? Or animal? Witch? Or monster? We didn't care.... for we were Ogres ourselves.... lying in wait for innocent little creatures .... then the faint cool sound of a hoot owl told us you were coming... Good thing too... I was getting hungry....

Happy Halloween !!! The closer it gets, the scarier it looks....

Who knew ?

2009-10-24T02:12:00.000-07:00

Guess I'm a little slow, but who knew . . .

that playing with false eyelashes could be so empowering ?!?!?!?

I spent my entire life with little short thin eyelashes . . . what a waste of a once sweet young thing ! Got 'em for Halloween fun, now I just don't want to take them off !

The Reveal

2009-10-24T00:21:00.000-07:00

Bonificent has now added a current photo. Believe it or not, this is progress.

They're after me...

2009-08-09T11:13:00.000-07:00

I tossed. I turned. It was dark. The Blogmen were after me.... again! They were many. I was but one. I had displeased them.... Again! They were small but seemed huge. Were there ten, were there twenty? I was too panicked to tell. Menacing, masked, their capes flowing. Bigger, smaller, bigger, smaller. They were like a font that keeps changing sizes... I couldn't get a fix on them. Then WHAM!!! It happened. Swish - swish - swish !! With that whirring sound I was marked, I was bleeding. The razor sharp rapier had grazed my nipple as the "B" was etched upon my night clothes.

"Please! NOoooooo!!!" I cried out with futility.

Why aren't they Zlogmen, I wondered, as I stared down at my chest. Z's are so symmetrical, so simple, like Zorro... Z's hit the top of the chest, then between the breasts, and then across the stomach. B's are so messy... Often grazing both nipples, even with the most expert of swordsmen... as they had with me, beeds of blood draining from my left nipple. But it didn't really hurt, or did it, after all this was a dream, a nightmare, only my emotions were scarred. I had displeased them once again....

"Meoooowwwww...!" he said with a grin after the dirty deed. They speak cat, I thought. How appropriate. Then it hit me, this was no dream, this was Boo, slicing me impatiently for his early morning breakfast. Boo was the masked bandit. Boo (his true name must not be revealed for fear of password-cracking) was extending his claws once again with that intense look of hunger, merciless, cruel as the morning sun breeched the horizon. The pain of daily life hit me once again.

No Rest For The Wicked

2009-08-07T16:49:00.000-07:00

Clues to the truth of Gecko's disappearance were revealed in a recent interview with "The Money You Could be Saving" - Also present was the Ghost Whisperer, reportedly in communication with the lost and earth-bound dead Gecko:

Interviewer: Some say you had something to do with it.... his disappearance.

Interpreter for Money: Money says "Not true. I deny any involvement...."

Gecko to Ghost Whisperer: Yeah.... Right.... (wink, wink...)

Ghost Whisperer (softly) to Gecko: The only way you can get to the light is if you tell us what happened. Something is holding your spirit here.... it's time for you to cross over... can you tell us what happened? What can we do to help you move on?

Gecko: You can light a match to that wad. He's the most ridiculous excuse for a spokesperson I've ever seen, man. Sheesh! He doesn't even talk !! I don't know if he even can.

Ghost Whisperer: But what happened between you two?

Interpreter for Money (incredulously): Money asks "Is he here?!"

Ghost Whisperer, smiling coyly: Yes, he's here.

Interpreter for Money: Gecko says he cannot help it if cat was willing to be bribed. He had nothing to do with cat's decision... He - Mr. Money - was not even there at the kidnapping...

To be continued on page 6 column 4...

2009-08-07T13:27:00.000-07:00

Howdy Folks!

Is anybody out there? I have been away so long! It is because I continue to have obsessive compulsive paranoic fears of blogging. Just the word "blog" makes my throat gag and my mind to break a sweat!

Sometimes I am too busy to blog but today my day job is soooo boring I must do something! Quick! Life's too short for this!

Like my little cactus garden cowboy, I need to rope me a piece of that sky !!! Pull it in and take a good look and see if there is anything or anybody out there. Then I need an ocean or a lake to dangle my toes in. Or a cold rushing stream. Cool water is needed for this Water Dragon child. OK, former child. Ok, so it's WAY former child. I must admit I am an old lady water dragon.

Anyway, I fear I have little of interest to say in this dumb ole blog. Alas! I have become a dumbed down version of my former self. Little of importance to say to anyone. My mind is blank from shell shock and I am trying to find enough to say to get to the bottom of this picture. I did it, so..... Have a nice day. And please forgive me for my unbloggliness.

Yours truly, Bonificent.

Fear of Blogs

2008-07-12T10:53:00.000-07:00

If anyone out there has been checking out this blog at all they may have noticed: "What's up with no new posts?" Just anther silly one or two post blogger! Amateur! That's right. I am.

Truth is - I have a fear of blogs yet a budding curiosity too... Cuz after all, what if anything I say can and will be used against me in a court of law !?! Huh???

So I feel the need for a disclaimer here... Anything I say in this blog CANNOT BE USED AGAINST ME IN A COURT OF LAW. Your reading this blog shall presuppose that you agree with this, OK? Like what if I say I killed somebody? NO matter - I probably meant that I just said that cuz I clobbered somebody over the head with a good insult or something. Unless you find a body you can pretty much assume I was just saying that for no good reason. OK? Right. Cuz after all I am the kind of person who wouldn't hurt a fly, right? Right. You got it. 'Nuf said.

OK, so I killed a fly today. In fact I am something of a fly psychopath/serial killer. (Not really of course.... well maybe.... but no bodies have ever been recovered by the authorities, so I am free and clear right? Right.) And IF I did it, it was not really premeditated. Just a reflex, cuz his/her germs were bugging me. And I feel really bad for his/her family and all. (NOT!! They're just a bunch of freakin' flys....)

as always,

BONIFICENT

The Gecko is Dead !

2008-05-28T17:17:00.000-07:00

We knew it was only a matter of time... No one lives forever - not even the GEICO gecko...

Those TV ads ?? Pre-recorded. They are hiding his demise from a public that can't take any more bad news...

GEICO did nothing to protect him - no bodyguards, no personal staff.... A travesty !! And now they claim that this is the body of some other gecko in Fluffy's mouth... Sadly, they are lying to us. Let this be a lesson - being a car insurance spokes-gecko just doesn't pay !!

For TRUTH - dial Bonificent.

Wednesday the 28th of May

2008-05-28T16:28:00.000-07:00

There is much you must still learn.

My saga began long ago and yet you are only mid-stream in the endless days of my mysterious existence. To make matters worse, it is Wednesday as I start this blog.

Yes - Wed-nes-day - NOT Whens-day - but rather that middle day of the work-week, oddly spelled with a "wed-ness" you do not feel nor do you pronounce...

Aha! you say. The Bonificent One has been revealed as a working stiff. And still, there is much you do not know. It is a strange day, this one. You shall see.

Stay tuned. It has begun.