Twidget Truck - Albuquerque

Those of you who've read of Michelle and her brother's early-childhood nomenclature


(see:   https://newmexnomad.blogspot.com/2019/03/twidget-aisle.html   )


 for cat parts will recognize the iconic logo and its significance.

One has to take one's thrills where one can when driving (what else is there to do?!) in the barrens of an urban wasteland.


Actually, upon closer scrutiny, what you're looking at is a remarkable photo. The horizontal line above the dark gray at the left side is the escarpment that marks the boundary of the lava flow from three fumeroles on the west side of the Rio Grande rift. That dark lump in the middle ground that looks sort of like a basking walrus is one of the vents. In the far distance (60 miles) is the hump of Mt. Taylor, one of the four major geographic markers (the San Francisco Peaks near Flagstaff are the western) that delineate the boundaries of the native peoples' "area" who lived here for thousands of years before the White's arrived.

Twidget Aisle

As youngsters, Michelle and her brother developed a cat nomenclature. Along with terms for different kinds of cats such as Smirket, for a black cat, they invented words for cat-parts.

I suspect a certain giggle-factor, similar to Captain Underpants' appeal, in their choice for the excretory opening: Twidget.

Depicted by crossed lines similar to an asterisk, it's called Sparkle in your emojis:   ❇️



But where I've found it most helpful is here...

I always know where I'm parked; in the Twidget aisle.

For those who appreciate graphic realism.

Ms. Dana-Mae Jo Bob, a real schmooze-wad, the last of two Smirkets who lived with Susan Cook, Michelle's mom, until her death in 2015. Dana died last Spring. You can tell from her expression she felt her rights-and-permissions attorney didn't get the deal she expected for this photo shoot.