When I sat down today to update this page, I thought it would be interesting to look back and see what A&J comic strip ran on this date in 2001. It was interesting. Actually, this cartoon appeared in newspapers Monday, Sept. 10, 2001. It was the beginning of a week-long story line about mortality and uncertainty. While not exactly predicting the horror of the next day, it’s creepy enough, don’t you think?
Unfortunate Cookie
By Jimmy Johnson
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123 responses to “Unfortunate Cookie”
Jerry, maybe Chloe? Means something about a young blossom.
Jerry, which of these most resembles your new houseguest? From your description I think #15 is closest.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bicolor_cat#/media/File:Bicolour_cat_diagram_-_01.jpg
Good morning Villagers…
Jerry, when you described the kitten and the color of her ears tipped in black, the name Tippi came to my mind….as in Tippi Hedren…she is also an animal rights activist:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tippi_Hedren
I at one time had a ginger and white colored male cat with the tips of his ears colored in ginger, I named him Tipper. He was a big scardy cat,,,somehow he got outside and hasn’t been since. That was a few years ago though…he was a rescue cat. I hope he found a good home out here in the country.
Did absolutely nothing yesterday, watched movies….one was with George Clooney in it called “The Descendants”. It was a very emotional movie, with some comedy in it. I cried.
So it’s back to work…..and I’m working with ‘Skittles’.
Ya’ll have a blessed Sunday
GR 😉
Indy Mindy…I wish your vet cousin well….sounds as though she has been thinking about doing that for awhile.
Skittles would be a good name for a calico cat 🙂
Jerry, real quick before I have to leave (car is warming up)…be sure and have the kitten tested for feline leukemia and feline HIV….in all the years I’ve taken in rescue cats dumped out here and in the city, I had two that had the leukemia and HIV…..sadly, I had to put them to sleep.
Debbe:
“Skittles would be a good name for a calico cat.” I don’t understand why.
Read the Wiki site / Tippi_Hedren. Lovely girl, good person, sad life. The last seems so common among actors, both genders, various orientations. Not that I’ve never seen sad lives in other occupations, but it seems more likely among the idolized. Although I’m moderately unipolar [medically controlled], when I reflect on my much blessed life, I don’t envy the rich and famous. If I won the lottery [not likely; I don’t gamble], I’d put some aside for the kids and start a foundation with the rest, with a secretary to keep off the parasites.
Peace, emb
Yesterday was a great day. My son Dan ran a marathon in Grand Rapids billed as a Last Chance to qualify for the 2016 Boston marathon. He needed to ran a 3:05, so he ran a very even 3:00 pace until mile 21 when he poured it on to the finish to run a 2:57:18! There have been several members of our family, including myself, that have run marathons and believe me to have enough gas in the tank to get FASTER that late in the race and at the pace is phenomenal. I told Dan that it might take several days to wipe the smile off his face…or mine!
We then went over the Gerald R. Ford Presidential Museum as he was the only President that I ever shook hands with. The last time that I was there was when he died and I paid my respects to him. It was inexpensive and brought back a lot of memories.
Debbe 😉
TV commericals are amazing. According to them, my physical fitness is assured if I wear a particular brand of socks; the world will be a wonderful place for today’s crop of toddlers, because Windows 10; and every car insurance is less expensive than every other car insurance. Amazing.
I need to determine why my tablet can use my smartphone’s hot spot feature to connect to the InterWebNet, but my two laptops cannot. Perhaps because I still haven’t gotten around to updating them to that wonderful new OS?
My wife is leaning toward the name Prescious and I can live with that, but we are still calling her baby for now. We appreciate the suggestions.
Thank you for your wishes, Debbie. Tonight is Erev Rosh Hashonah, so L’shana Tova to all of you.
OF due 1420-1440 CDT. emb
http://www.nps.gov/features/yell/webcam/oldFaithfulStreaming.html
Jerry: Precious is the actual given name of an RN in the Cities. Don’t know her, I think. emb
Yay! Finally got my laptop online via my smartphone.
Debbe 😉 Playlist Two, Song the Fourteenth – I swear he’s singing “There’s a bathroom on the right” at 0:34.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5BmEGm-mraE
Just heard that a relative succumbed to glioblastoma only 10 weeks (or less) after it was found. That is one evil cancer. Now his widow must fight her own cancers – I think she has two different kinds simultaneously – without his support. Fortunately, their offspring do help out.
OF due 1845-1490540 CDT. emb
http://www.nps.gov/features/yell/webcam/oldFaithfulStreaming.html
c x-p: Thoughts and prayers. Reminds us that Joys and Concerns at BUMC this morning occur elsewhere. My kids and spice were all a great help LD weekend.
Right now MPR is playing an instrumental version of “Watkins’ Ale.” Delightful, but misses the point. I’ll search.
Peace, emb
Watkins Ale
That was a maid this other day
And she must needs go forth to play.
And as she walked, she sighed and said
”I am afraid to die a maid.”
When that be heard a lad, what talk this maiden had,
Where of he was full glad and did not spare
To say ”Fair maid, I pray, wither go to today?”
”Good sir,” then did she say, ”What do you care?”
”For I will, without fail,
Maiden give to you Watkins ale.”
”Watkins ale, sir,” quoth she,
What is that, I pray you tell me?”
‘Tis sweeter far than sugar fine
And pleasanter than Muscadine.
And if you please fair maid to stay
A little while to sport and play
I will give you the same, Watkins ale called by name,
Or else I were to blame, in truth fair maid.
”Good sir,” quoth she again, ”If you will take the pain,
I shall it not refrain, nor be dismayed.”
He took this maiden then aside
And led her where she was not spied
And told her many a pretty tale,
And gave her well of Watkins ale.
When he had done to her his will,
They talked but what I shall not skill
At last she said, ”Spare your tale,
Give me some more of Watkins ale
Or else I will not stay, for I must needs away,
My mother bade me play, the time is past.
Therefore, good sir,”, quoth she, ”if you have done with me.”
”Nay soft, fair maid,” quoth he again at last.
Let us talk a little while.”
With that the maiden began to smile.
And said, ”Good sir, full well I know,
Your ale I see runs very low.”
This young man then, begin so blamed,
Did blush as one being ashamed.
He took her by the middle small,
And gave her more of Watkins ale
And said, ”Fair maid I pray, when you go forth to play,
Remember what I say, walk not alone.”
”Nay soft,” said she again. ”I thank you for your pain,
For fear of further stain, I must be gone.”
”Farewell maiden,” then quoth he;
”Adieu good sir,” again quoth she
Thus they parted then at last,
Till thrice three months were gone and passed.
This maiden then fell very sick.
Her maidenhead began to kick.
Her color waxed wan and pale,
With taking much of Watkins ale.
I wish all maidens coy, that hear this pretty toy,
Wherein most women’s joy, how they do sport.
For surely Watkins ale, and if it be not stale,
Will bring them to some bale, as hath report.
New ale will make their bellies bowne,
As trial by this same has shown.
This proverb hath been taught in schools,
It is no jesting with edged tools.
Good maids and wives, I pardon crave,
And lack not that which you would have.
To blush it is a woman’s grace,
And well becometh a maiden’s face.
For women will refuse the thing that they would choose,
So men should them excuse of thinking ill.
Cat will after kind, all winkers are not blind,
You maidens know my mind, say what you will.
When you drink ale, beware the toast,
For therein lies the danger most.
If any here offended be,
Then blame the author, blame not me.
Well! That’s quite a poem (or song), emb, and I never saw or heard it before. Pretty funny. The ideas are familiar, needless to say. What IS Watkins Ale, a brand name? Though the style of the ballad long predates the use of brand names.
Charlotte: It’s presumably se men, and I don’t know why the Watsons, but maybe it was once Watson’s, perhaps named for a legendary Lothario of Merry England. The ballad is presumably moral, because the sinful maid gets pregnant. [On top of Old Smoky, “It’s always the woman who pays.”] Watsons Ale much resembles “A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square” or the “Appalachian” folksong about “the brave volunteer”, the innocent girl, and the “nightingale singing.” [We’re not told if she gets pregnant, at least in any version I’ve heard.]
As noted here before, nightingales are Old World thrushes that sing both day and night [not constantly]. The folksong came over by sail. Fortunately, nightingales did not; we’ve enough exotic introductions already.
Peace, emb
emb, here’s another bear video. It says part II, but I can’t find a part one. When this one ends, there is a part III that will start automatically.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=77dtqOOaGLo
Debbe 😉 For a change of pace, here are songs from my Mood (aka Make Out) Music playlist. (Yeah, like no one here ever made out to music before.)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=swHjpyrV1e8
emb and Charlotte, here’s a link to the song with a little more information about it: http://www.traditionalmusic.co.uk/song-midis/Watkins_Ale.htm
Debbe 😉 Yeah, I know, it’s no Watkins Ale, but what ya gonna do?
Good morning Villagers…..
Emb…have you ever ate, tasted the candy ‘Skittles’? They come multicolored and flavored, as calicoes are mutl-colored…just a thought. Had a calico and her name was “Patches’. When I read Wiki on Tippi Hedren, I had forgot she was the mother of Melanie Griffith, who also leads a sad life, but she has one thing in her favor, that is if she is still married to him, Antonio Bandero!
Sideburns, you are most welcome. When I sign off wishing all a blessed day, it’s not a habit, but a well intended wish.
Jerry, the name Precious reminds me of Golem from the “Lord of the Rings” trilogy….always saying “my Precious” 🙂
Just as I expected….the teens didn’t clean up after themselves at work Saturday, so Dakota and I made up for it yesterday. He is a good kid when it’s just him and me. Ian say I am his muse.
Monday morning…….
…and ya’ll have a blessed one