OK, this one is a bit out of sequence. It first ran in 2003, immediately following the strip I showed you two posts back. I like this particular strip, however, and I’m returning to it regardless. The original of this A&J hangs in the home of a friend, who experienced his own share of hallucinations back in the day. It hangs in his bathroom, actually. I have noticed that often is where my originals end up.
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I am going to post a link here about good and positive actions we all should read. It came from a friend of mine, a male cowboy trail ride chuck wagon cook, not who you’d think would send it. It’s a letter of apology to Dolly Parton.
I owe Dolly an apology too, I was poking fun tonight
Read about her fight for literacy, getting a million books into children’s hands. Read about what she has done for her home state and victims of the fires. We should all apologize to this lady.
https://amyrawe.com/2016/12/08/an-open-apology-to-dolly-parton/
I don’t know Dolly either, but what I remember of John Carson’s show and other appearances, she was well aware of the comedy provided by her physique. Kept a sense of humor appropriate for the times as we evolved. A talented woman who proved herself AFTER her body had caught your attention, who continues to do good works.
don’t know how Johnny became so formal
New items for the toss-up round-
From Wikipedia:
Douglas Englebart’s ‘Mother of All Demos’ as it was later called, happened on this date in 1968. His oN-Line System (NLS) did not have a global population to connect to, but it was the functional predecessor of what we are now using as the village.
Don’t know if Al Gore was there, but it was a good nine years (10?) before my TRS-80 BASIC education. Thank you Gates and Allen, and your tiny company Micro-Soft. With due credit to their many predecessors and coworkers from earlier organizations and institutions. Because they didn’t really build it themselves. But it was that early exposure that had me locked into the MS world of Redmond for nearly forty years.
P. B. S. Pinchback, had the honor today as the first African-American Governor of a U.S. State, Louisiana, all the way back in anno domini 1878. He was Republican of course. A free man from birth in Macon, GA way back in 1837. I thought that wasn’t possible. That’s what school led me to believe.
And for people bucking the trend of 2016, Kirk Douglas turns 100 today. Also born a free man in this great country. But that is not usually considered as remarkable. His publication discussing his reawakening in a religious sense, continues to slip on my reading list. I think I just made a new goal, in honor of his centennial.
The things that are available to learn, from a site that is only as good as gossip heard over a fence, and for free. Truly amazing. Check your sources.
Remember the reason for the season. And glad tidings to those of other faiths. Stay toasty, my friend.
For viewing pleasure, I highly recommend Young Man with a Horn (1950).
Jimmy, I display one of my modest collection of original comic strips in the bathroom also. It’s a “Mother Goose and Grimm” where the joke is about Grimm accidentally eating “tootsie rolls” out of the cat’s litter box. We have a dog and a cat, and I hung the strip right above the litter box, so you can guess why it’s there.
I agree Old Bear. It is not the beginning nor the end but the “dash” in between.
🙂 JJ, a lovely blend of romance and reality.
If you think Dolly is just big hair and big boobs, you should take a few minutes to read this.
https://amyrawe.com/2016/12/08/an-open-apology-to-dolly-parton/
Ghost I beat you to Apology to Dolly and posted it last night here at 11.48 p.my. with my personal apology to her.
Great minds and all that. You had already gone to bed but I was still awake.
Good morning.
Dicken is licking my ankles and lower leg, has reached left knee, the one needing replacement. It is his way of “doctoring” me and healing pain. I am sure you have seen dogs do that if they have pain or wound.
He is collapsed on comforter pile and asleep again.
Happy birthday, Symply Fargone! I hope your year ahead is full of wonders.
Charlotte, bless you, sweetie! I second your resolution. Mark, bless you, too!
Jimmy, I love the way you soar in a storyline then bring us back to earth. How appropriate that your star-gazing strips ran this week when we are discussing John Glenn and all he means to us.
Looks pretty cold in Indiana. Stay warm, Mindy and Debbe. My coldest experienced low temps are probably somewhere in the -20s F, Ghost; nowhere near yours or sand’s experiences.
I suspect most of my experiences are nowhere near yours or sand’s, Ghost.
Sorry, Jackie; I don’t how I overlooked your post about the Dolly article. And yes, the fact that it was discovered by both a cowboy chuck wagon cook and a Ghost probably says something, I’m just not sure exactly what.
That’s what I thought. Great minds. You’d like my friend Leon, he’s a complex man. He has “we are the people our parents warned us about” on his pickups back window.
Unfortunately he is seriously married, just a boating friend.
Like Ghost he uses a name cover and you cannot show his face in photos online. Like that line in Dukes of Hazard song, you can show his hands or back in photos.
good afternoon villagers….
…..I love this village and I need to go off the radar for a few days due to personal reasons. No one here has made this decision for me, it my decision. In the words of the “terminator”, I will be back. I just can’t keep up here, not like I use to. And until I return to the point of being Debbe who loves to bring smiles and laughters, I need to collect, recollect, resurrect…them
My posts have been short and no depth to them…so, I will return, and until then….love to all.
debbe
Charlotte: Thank you. As to obvious attacks on my character, followed by a ‘pious’ holiday greeting [itself a clearly religious assertion]: no comment, except to assert that I do not believe I am as devious as some think, and intend not to correspond with those who consider me falsely ‘pious’. Few, if any, in BUMC would characterize me as pious, falsely or otherwise. Openly opinionated, yes. Devout, yes. Orthodox, no. Involved, open, and generous, yes. James 2:18.
The season:
1. At 87, I suspect I consciously have experienced over 80 Christmases. Some have been better than others, but overwhelmingly they seem to have brought out the worst in many people and families, and in most institutions involved: private, public, educational, religious, military, domestic, and foreign [least egregiously in Prague, Czech.] I graciously attend some events and cheerfully greet friends and such, but generally lay low. I believe, without denying his real significance as I see it, that we know diddly about the birth and early life of Jesus of Nazareth, and actually little about the details of his death and what followed. I do not pretend to be a Trinitarian, just a heterodox [and heterosexual, in case anyone cares] Methodist.
2. In 16-28 Dec. ’10, a period of some two weeks, I lost my beloved companion of over 60 years. December is, for me, mostly a month of mourning. I published two copyrighted essays, March and May ’11 in The Bemidji Pioneer about that, and have combined them in one document on this laptop. Some might find them self-serving and perhaps offensive, so I will not attempt to publish them here [unless I’ve already done so and forgotten that]. I might attach them to replies to emails.
Bye.
Love you Debbe. Please return as soon as you can.
Debbe 😉 Come back to see us when you are ready, hon. We’ll be here.
At 87 we can all be as opinionated as we like. Most people are not conversant at that age, much less articulate. I do not know how old Miss Charlotte is, 80s I think, so you are included in this comment, along with any other octogenarian readers out there.
Carry on my friends. I can be friends without agreeing on things but it might surprise you what I agree on.
emb, I am disappointed that refuting your words, by me or any other (you chose not to name), is an ‘obvious attack on [your] character’.
I do not know how you have missed that I am fervently religious in my personal life. And I take the book of Matthew seriously. I have hinted at the cautions of his chapter 6, attempting to avoid falling jeopardy of chapter 7. I am curious if all Christians must agree with you personally in order to claim their grace? Otherwise they must not have religious feelings?
There are over 250 million opinions available to vote in this national experiment of over 230 years. Most will not agree with me nor you. But we do it together anyway. It has been and remains, the bestest, greatest, all superlatives you may name, failure in the history of human government.
Your curriculum vitae is impressive. But we do not have to wait until we pass sixty-five to have an opinion, or to question yours.
I respect you. And disagree with you. Both are possible within the same brain-case, heart, and soul.
Debbe, I know you are having a change in your local schedule, and hope you enjoy your new experience.
If my civil dispute has added grief to your world, I sincerely, personally apologize.
Merry Christmas
While eating some lunch it occurred to me Ghost that you and Leon may read many things in common. He was a biker until accident stopped him. He flew small planes as well I believe and is a devout outdoorsman and Hunter and definitely guns.
Not unusual you’d read same thing probably.
Morphy you are indeed one of most articulate posters here, I enjoy what you say and often agree. I can tolerate disagreement and people unlike myself. I can even laugh at myself.
Sort of like with Dolly, there is a brain and a heart under the boobs, hair and nails. We just use that for a disguise.
Thank you for the compliment, Jackie. And I do not mistake it for blanket agreement. But simply the respect you intend.
I often feel misunderstood. Which leads me to trying to find the perfect word. Which leads to too many words. I admire the brevity in other peoples writing. And feel like they are understood plainly. The resulting confusion feels unfair, and I deal with envy because of it. But must stick by what I feel as true. Communicate how I can. Knowing others have a different sense of truth.
I like that you recognize messages cross paths in unpredictable ways. Subject to the server of this page, and posted as received. Without the sender knowing who they may have ‘stepped on’. Conversations overheard at a crowded party, or lonely echos in an empty room. Both happen here.