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Now, don’t be offended. You know I’m not talking about you, but this old cartoon from five years ago is an example of the problems I sometimes cause for myself. Arlo’s words in the last panel, “I figure grape jelly/wine…,” makes the joke very subtle. The reader must fill in a blank. I know—I certainly hope—that many readers would have no problem doing this, but looking back I know a lot of readers probably were left thinking “I don’t get it.” This could have been avoided by having Arlo say, “I figure grape jelly/wine, what’s the difference?” I have had to learn over the years that a cartoonist can’t be too obvious.

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399 thoughts on “A Touch of Glass”

  1. I’m no wine expert/snob, but I do know that wine and grape jelly have many more dissimilarities than the glasses they’re served in. Unless there is a Welch’s Grape Jelly Wine I haven’t tried yet. I wonder what kind of wine Arlo would serve in a Smucker’s Sweet Orange Marmalade jar.

    Lady Mindy, I too have lived in an apartment, primarily because all that (maintenance, upkeep and repair) is supposed to be included. What you describe is obviously unacceptable.

  2. JJ-

    No, you did it the right way. That pause between when someone reads the punch line and when the “I get it” kicks in makes the joke that much better.

  3. Symply, listening to Enter the Haggis. Wish I could be up your way come Halloween to hear them. They’re good!

    Some of the best iced tea (and other things) I’ve ever drunk (drank?) has been out of Mason jars. 😉

  4. Symply, listening to Enter the Haggis. Wish I could be up your way come Halloween to hear them. They’re good!

    Some of the best iced tea (and other things) I’ve ever drunk (drank?) has been out of Mason jars. 😉

    Don’t worry, JJ, I got the joke!

  5. Recalling my youth, every glass in our kitchen cabinet held jelly at one time. I didn’t know that you could actually buy drinking glasses until I was older and wiser.

  6. Jean dear, I have a (very) antique Mason jar (which belonged to my paternal grandmother) that is used only for the consumption of iced tea.

    Jackie, I’ve been on a quest for the cabernet sauvignon, petite sirah and merlot wines with the best quality-to-price ratio. Since you mentioned you have done wine work*, I would greatly value your opinion.

    * Damn, girl, is there anything you haven’t done? Exclusive of anything illegal in nature, of course. 🙂

  7. I drink wine out of lowball glasses in the evening cause I spill less. I get my nose in a book and I am liable to knock a stemmed glass over and get in bad trouble with The Boss In My Life

  8. Okay, don’t know why half of my post went up before the last line did. Maybe my computer is haunted. More likely is what my sister says: Technology hates me.

    Speaking of haunted things, and bringing forward a topic from the other day-the house we moved out of some years ago was haunted, and by something that didn’t like me at all. We had people in to check, and they said it was female, and resented another woman in the house. Now the house wasn’t old by any means, so whoever or whatever this was had been on the land before the house was built. Husband had bought the house just after it was built, and nothing showed up until after we were married and my kids and I moved in. Nothing overt, like moving stuff around, just a feeling of menace and dislike. Not a comfortable house to live in.

  9. Our house has been around since 1926 and I guess nobody has bothered to haunt it. It is a friendly, welcoming place and it makes me happy just to walk in the door. I want to live there the rest of my life

  10. Quick recap for those who don’t want to flip back: After a REALLY long day with only two and half or so hours sleep in twenty-four, I come home from work at 4am to a flooded kitchen. There is no water shut off under my sink. 🙁 According to the office staff “there have been ongoing issues with the after-hours emergency maintenance phone lines.” So I didn’t even speak to anyone until 8am when the office opened. (So why did literally EVERYONE who the call could have redirected to have their phones off if they knew there were issues?!) Rest assured, the office hasn’t heard the last of me yet. Just wait until they stupidly ask me to renew my lease.

    Aftermath:
    Final tally: basic plumbing – 4; sub-standard issue maintenance guy – 1

    Dude was astonished to discover there really is NO shut off valve under my sink. I wouldn’t have stayed up an extra four frigging hours emptying a bucket if I could have found the stupid thing! (It’s in the hallway BEHIND the water heater.) He cracked himself on the knuckles with his tools, spent several minutes losing to the gorilla tape I had used as a half-baked patch/funnel just to see if THERE WAS REALLY A PROBLEM WITH THE PIPE (newsflash: YES!), spent an hour finding (creating out of whole cloth?) the *massive* 14″ (or so) long piece of cpvc he needed, and brilliantly decided to check for a leak in the line … by turning on the water: with the faucet on and the garbage disposal off. Oh yeah, the garbage disposal for a lick in too: he had to get something for it too. There is an extra part in the bottom of the cabinet: I smell sequel.

    Oh yeah: he drove the golf cart to my building from the maintenance building. The maintenance building is seriously straight out the front door. Herbie (my car) is right across from it – maybe 100-150 feet door to door.

  11. Debbe, here is a Corpus Christi ghost story just for you. Do you remember Black Beards?
    We used to go there for the good seafood but also the live bands that played on weekends.

    Anyway, there was one miserable small bathroom in corner by the back patio and bandstand and it was dark back there. I went from dining room to bathroom and saw someone enter the BR just ahead of me and close door, lights were on inside. So, I waited and waited, a line formed and we all really needed to go. All the Texas tea.

    Finally we decided perhaps the “pee-er” had passed out from the tea? So, we knocked on door. No answer. After some discussion, we opened the door. Total darkness and no one on toilet or floor. No window, no door except that one door we were standing in.

    At this point I lost desire to pee and went back into dining room shaking just as my food arrived. Told husband and my waiter I had just stood in line for a ghost! Waiter calmly said, “Oh yeah, it shows up all the time.” And proceeded to tell me dozens of instances it had disrupted the restaurant.

    Spirits/ghosts/angels come in many forms and shapes and places, age and history have nothing to do with it I believe.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  12. Sorry to hear it, Mindy. I walk a lot, even though The Man In My Life keeps telling me “When people in a small town see you walking, they think you are either poor, drunk, or high.”

  13. Ghost, I will see if ill husband has an opinion. He was once president of a state American Wine Society group. He is pretty indiscriminate for a man who once made his living selling the finest wines (read $$$$) produced in Europe!

    Now I can’t drink and he drinks one glass per night. What a change in life. I only think of it when I pick up a wine magazine or something similar in my doctor’s office

  14. Jackie, if somebody told me I couldn’t drink any more, I would go up with the window shade. That’s the only thing that keeps me happy and sane. I will add you and your husband to my prayer list.

  15. Ghost, about whether I have done just about everything in life? I want another 70 years to keep doing different things! I always say “Texans are like tea bags, put us in hot water and see what you get.”

    You just keep reinventing yourself in life. JJ’s jelly jar strip made me laugh. One, because we all drank out of recycled jelly jars and tea from mason jars. The second because I started a company in Houston to make jellies called “Jellies by JAM” (my initials) We (I) made over 150 varieties of home made jams and jellies, all by hand in an open pot stirring with a big wooden spoon.

    I ended up buying jelly jars by the boxcar load before it all ended. Mike was my unofficial “rep” and he sold all his huge wine and gourmet accounts on my jellies, along with all the gourmet shops and historical gift shops.

    One Christmas I had to make a couple thousand jars each for two of his accounts who used my green and my red jalapeno jelly in their baskets. All my eye lashes and eye brows and hair on my arms fell out from the jalapeno fumes!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  16. After all our discussion on the Civil War I thought some might enjoy the current thread/strip over on Monty. He stumbles into a Civil War reenactment group and is mistaken for a Yankee spy.

    The part about “find him some wire rimmed glasses and take those polyester pants off him”
    is totally hilarious!

    Love, Jackie Monies (who has friends who are reenactors of many periods)

  17. Re. today’s strip, I thought maybe Arlo was going Italian on us. In many trattorias throughout Italy they serve red wine in small tumblers that look like jelly jars. Which at first surprised me, but when in Rome, you know. Then I got to like drinking wine that way. (The Italian wines might’ve had something to do with the liking it, though.) After I got back, the closest thing to them I had in my cupboard were a couple of little old jelly jars.

  18. Someone gave me a set of stemless wine glasses for Christmas, and that’s also how my cabernet was served the last time I visited my favorite Italian eatery. I suppose that constitutes some sort of trend.

    Also, as Lily noted about hers, it’s harder to knock them over. Which is a good thing, unless knocking over your wine glass is your tell that you’ve had enough.

  19. Jackie, I also visited Vicksburg one Independence Day weekend when there were re-enactors (from both sides) in the park re-enacting the Siege of Vicksburg. With their wire-rimmed glasses. In the stifling July heat. In their wool uniforms. It’s no wonder I met a battalion surgeon who was a real MD.

    For those who might not know, the surrender of the CSA troops at Vicksburg was finalized on July 4, 1863, and there were several generations of Vicksburg citizens who never in their lives celebrated Independence Day. Some still may not.

  20. GR6, Vicksburg is some of the most hellish terrain I’ve ever seen for a battlefield. It’s no wonder it became a seige.

    On a food note. Loon is out of town on business, the evening meal will be red beans and rice. Plenty of beer on the side.

  21. July 4, 1863 was a crucial day in American history: the Union won two crucial battles that day – Vicksburg and Gettysburg- that shattered the Confederacy’s chances for victory. Add in that three US presidents died on July 4th and another was born on that day and one can reasonably argue that it truly is the most American day on the calendar.

  22. Your comment about folks in Vicksburg not celebrating Independence Day reminded me of a story told by Shelby Foote, the author and Civil War Historian, possibly in the Ken Burns documentary although I can’t remember now. Apparently he got to know Nathan Bedford Forrest’s granddaughter fairly well when she was an old lady. She even let him hold Forrest’s battle sword and swing it over his head a few times. At some point he expressed his opinion that there were two “bona-fide geniuses” of the Civil War from a military standpoint: Nathan Bedford Forrest and Abraham Lincoln. After a pause, she said politely, “You know, we never thought much of Mr. Lincoln in our family.” He was clearly amused when recounting this story.

    Ghost I am extraordinarily capable of knocking over all types of drinks even when stone cold sober, so I’ve had to come up with a better “tell” that I’ve had too many. 😉

  23. Back in the 1960’s before the Vicksburg military park got “remodeled” to it’s current more civilized appearance, I took a northern friend of mine to see the park. In that infamous red Ford convertible. In those days the park still had many dirt, muddy roads/paths through the deep ravines and the kudzu and weeds and vines were formidable, really making it a scary place to visit.

    Naturally we got lost in the mazes. This was the period of the Twilight Zone television show and my roommate was totally convinced we had gone through a time warp back to the war and a soldier or two were going to crash through the bushes. Good thing there were no enactors then!

    We stumbled over a decaying slave cabin, still inhabited which scared her to death and I think the two dizzy blondes in the red convertible equally scared them.

    Finally we found a paved road again and she decided she had seen enough. Think about the soldiers, one group on one side of a ravine, the other on opposite bank.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  24. Jackie, I used to belong to the SCA, Shire of Misty Mere, Kingdom of Meridies. Our running joke was that when we wore the garb (period costume) when off-site was we would be asked “Are you in a play?”. Our group was small enough that at one of our events I was not only the Marshal (responsible for overseeing the combat events) I was also the assistant Herald (human loudspeaker).

  25. One of my favorite memories is of when I was visiting a friend in Waxahachie doing my running in their beautiful park and seeing two couples from the Ren Faire sitting under a tree in their period garb with the men’s two colorful shields hung on the tree like the chivalrous knights would do to challenge passersby to joust

  26. I have many friends who do the “Mountain Men” reenactments. They have personas they enact. One of my favorites is a blacksmith (not his occupation- hobby) who is a Danish frontiersman who dresses in kilts and leggings made of fur. Now THAT was a brave man!

    Many of these men and women not only make their own costumes and gear but their weapons as well. I have only attended one encampment but I think we all should try to go if any are near us.

    These people do recreate historical periods, dress, battles, foods and life.

    I have several friends who do similar events in boats, some small boats, some big ones.
    My husband used to work on and help sail the Texas tall ship, the Elisa, when we lived in Houston. These people volunteer and contribute to saving a living history for us all.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  27. DellaMae, reminds me of when I was visiting Atlanta and went to a steak restaurant where the doneness was described on the menu as rare, medium rare, medium, medium well, and “Shermanized”.
    Being a steak lover from way back, I of course did not order my expensive steak “Shermanized.” But I wanted to.

  28. Jackie, from what I remember hearing, your night-time adventure in the park may have been around the time some idiot with a rifle was shooting at cars passing though the park at night. But you probably would have notice that.

  29. I have a memory of Corpus Christi, also. Especially the Corpus part.

    Back when I was pushing tin for a living, it was not uncommon to fly several hundred miles, pick up a corpse, and return it to somewhere it the local area for burial. At that time, it was actually less costly to transport a body by air than by ground hearse. Some asked me at the time if I minded flying such “passengers”, but I would always answer that I was happy to expedite getting someone’s loved one back and thereby allowing them to begin the closure process sooner.

    And beside they were good passengers…they never asked “When will be there?” or said, “I have to go to the bathroom,” when we were VFR on top of a solid cloud deck at 8500 feet and the nearest airport with an instrument approach was less than five miles away. (The latter actually happened to me.) The only problem I had was figuring out how to report the number of “souls on board” on my flight plan. If I filed “1” and had ever crashed, I would have liked to think that the ground party would not think that the elderly deceased and bloodless person with all the big stitches across his or her chest and torso was not the pilot and would keep looking for me. But you never can tell.

    Normal procedure was to take all the seats out of the cabin except for the pilot’s seat and lock a stretcher into the right side seat rails. The deceased, wrapped in a shroud, was strapped onto the stretcher. When I got to Corpus on one of those trips, the hearse pulled up to the aircraft and discharged four large guys who pulled a big metal box out of the back. Hum. Well, OK. Seems the decedent had had a disagreement with party or parties unknown, who had advanced their argument by hitting him in the head with a blunt object and then clinched it by tossing him into the bay, where he was found four days later.

    But he was a good passenger, too, so I didn’t mind.

  30. Ghost, people ask me all the time if being around dead people bothers me, and I invariabl respond that I don’t mind dead people, it’s the live ones you have to watch out for.

  31. Lily, I may have told this story, but if not, or you missed it, you might like it.

    A local man was picked up for public drunkenness so many times that the city judge finally ordered him to attend an AA meeting. He went as instructed, but showed up intoxicated and took a seat in the back of the room.

    The moderator on stage held up a glass of clear liquid and said, “I have a demonstration for you. This is pure alcohol. And this is an earthworm,” he added, dropping the hapless invertebrate into the glass. Within seconds, the worm was completely dissolved. “What,” he asked, “do we learn from this?”

    The drunk in the back jumped up and proclaimed happily, “If you drink alcohol, you won’t have worms!”

  32. Roger that, sand. Lots of hills and ravines there, as Jackie noted.

    Hum, red beans and rice, avec beer. Something else I like about this blog…when I can’t think what I want to eat, someone comes up with an idea.

  33. Jackie…I do not remember ‘Black Beards”…but I did frequent the Black Diamond Oyster Bar. Black Beards…I think I would have been a ‘regular’…but, I’m going to ‘research’ it…curious…as I still remember all the street names (Alameda Blvd. Shoreline Drive.etc….down to the seedy downtown…we used off duty CCPD officers as security guard at the hotel…I quickly became friends.

    I, at one time worked for a NCOA officer near the base there…..oh, the stories…not going there, as you said Jackie…at this age, one tends to reflect on what…should have, could have, and would have…..

    Sleep tight, tonight…..and pleasant dreams……

    Oh, and GR 😉 , I started singing the song ‘Rio’ this morning…and my son looked at me and said “Pablo Cruise”…I looked at him and asked…how did you know that…his quote “I am my Mother’s son.”

    Oh, and on the downloading….Netflex was explained to me….and we should not be getting anymore letters, he knows his life is on the line 🙂

  34. Being from a State that was still a fairly new Territory during the Civil War, and one where only one battle of any significance occurred (Glorieta Pass, the site being just a hop, skip, and flop from where I currently reside) I find the discussions on here enlightening, entertaining and educational. When discussions tend to the War, as they did today, I find myself going to the history books (or more often Wiki) to find out the who, what, and where of which you speak.
    Thank you all for the furtherance of my edumication.

  35. Jackie – I’ve been enjoying the stories about your various “encounters” and just read the one about the restaurant in Corpus Christi to my husband. He reminded me of Moon River Brewing, a restaurant/bar in Savannah we have visited a couple of times, that is in a building reputed to be haunted. Our niece, who lives tin the area, has heard so many encounter stories that she refuses to use their restroom (frequent site of same). If the need arises she goes to the pizza place down the street.

  36. DellaMae, when I watched the Burns TV Civil War series the most recent time around, I became totally enthralled by the voice of Mr. Foote. With his abilities, I suspect he could read a grocery list and make people listen intently. He seemed to have a nicely subtle sense of humor, too.

  37. Welch’s jelly glasses and Kraft Pimento Cheese glasses were a mainstay of my childhood.

    Times were rough, then.

    My mom didn’t have to resort to making clothes for herself out of flour sacks, but times were rough.

    I hope I’m wrong, but I suspect that we might be heading for those days again.

  38. Not to worry anyone, but someone recently pointed out to me that rifle and pistol ammunition has increased in price at a greater rate than gold in recent years, making it a solid investment. Someone is worried. Or a lot of people are.

  39. ex-prof, I have long adored Shelby Foote, for the very same reasons you’ve just remarked on and more. To hear him discussing Faulker is a real treat. To hear him discuss any Civil War battle makes it come alive. May he rest in peace.

    Rick, I hope you’re wrong as well. Things tend to cycle, the pendulum swings, it’s just the way things roll. I’m sure you remember before Y2K the frenzy of doomsayers predicting the downfall of civilization and a brutal world where all would have to beg, steal or barter for goods and services. A little austerity probably wouldn’t hurt this country, but I tend to be an optimistic person.

  40. Mark…..would you like to get that one from DellaMaie…Cannot get his name at this time….

    I’m trying to stay up a little longer…a little little later…than usual. 🙂

    I hate sleep deprivation…..and I have it every couple of ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

    Went to Rio 😉

  41. About children and music: I LOVE the Eagles. My oldest daughter won four front row seats for their reunion concert in Houston. Had to scrounge around to find anyone to go with her.

    I found out later and said I would have given anything to have seen them live.

    Daughter said “Do you know who they are?” When she and first husband broke up she played “The Girl He Left Behind” until she wore it out.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  42. DellaMae: “I’m sure you remember before Y2K the frenzy of doomsayers predicting the downfall of civilization and a brutal world where all would have to beg, steal or barter for goods and services.”

    The “frenzy of doomsayers” was largely media hype Iit is well to remember, however, that there was a Y2K problem, and more than a few hours and dollars were spent correcting systems to avoid failures here and there. But those hours and dollars spent solved the problem never made headlines.

    The problem would not have existed if certain govt. employees had not been so short-sighted that they didn’t want to waste extra bytes on digits 1 and 9 at the beginnings of dates. If we had been entering the full year, 1999, instead of just 99 into files and programs, the Y2K problem would not have existed. And what short-sighted group within our socialistic govt. insisted on just allotting two digits for the year?

  43. Eagles were great… sorta before my time but that didn’t stop us from listening to them in high school.. a lot. Classic!

    Jackie, I love that story you told about being in Vicksburg Park, and feeling like you’d traveled back in time. I love doing that. For a very long time I stood in the field at Gettysburg where Pickett’s Charge occurred, looking across and up the hill where so many had to make that insane ill-fated stampede. Looking at it now, it’s hard to imagine why Lee ever thought it was a good idea, it’s uphill and totally in the open. My understanding is Lee was somewhat sick at the time, though. And he never planned for Gettysburg as the battlefield to start with.

    Good music choice, Ghost.

    Lily, sorry you don’t like Civil War history or music. I feel like there’s a lot about life to be learned from each. 🙂

  44. Thanks Ghost! Great song. I have always loved it.

    History is what makes us who we are. Without sounding like an ad for Ancestry.com, when you start to find out who and what you came from it often answers questions about yourself.

    I, for instance, discovered a branch of my family so famous they are taught as part of Black History. They became school teachers, educators, abolitionists, writers and editors of newspapers. Streets and public buildings are named for them. I never knew they existed until I began to learn my own history.

    Lots of times you will discover things you feel are wrong and unpleasant in history. But this ancestress also made me proud. She bought her father’s slave, whom she moved to Tennessee with and freed, their children and descendants made a difference in history and their own lives.

    Her children and family fought in the Civil War also. So did the family in the Carolinas. Some on one side, some on another.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  45. It was in the media a whole lot, emeritus, but I knew people who became completely unhinged about it, hoarding food and medical supplies. It really seemed to crack wide open some neurosis in our country at the time.

  46. In the 1960’s our university computer took up an entire huge room. My cousin got his doctoral degree in computer analysis and we thought he was crazy. Where and for whom would he work? Actually that was a problem for some time. He died very young and that is sad, as he never saw what the computer became.

    How soon we become part of history! Just about the time the clock ticks off another hour.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  47. While attending an upgrade/training conference for our in-house computer system in the fall of 1999, someone asked the provider company’s lead support rep, a feisty redhead, what were her plans for December 31st. “I don’t know about anyone else,” she replied, “but I’m going to party like it’s 1999.”

    You older folks and/or pop-musically literate folks will get that reference. 🙂

  48. Ghost – oh yes, The Artist Now Known As Prince Again. “Two thousand zero zero, party over, oops, out of time.”

    Which has always bugged me because actually if you add two zeroes to two thousand… 😉

  49. Good morning Villagers…..

    Thanks Mark for helping DellaMae and me out on the drummer….oh, and you too GR 😉

    GR…I also like Joan Baez’s version of that song

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nnS9M03F-fA

    ya’ll have a blessed day……

    Indy Mindy…..tough times don’t last forever…but tough people do….as I keep trying to tell myself 🙂

  50. Oh, and Jackie…thanks for that quote from Maya Angelou…”listen to yourself and in that quietude, you might hear the voice of God”. I wrote it down, and put it in my purse, and pulled it out once yesterday to help give me strength. I like her stories, been a while since I’ve read any…but I did like her readings.

  51. Good morning, Villagers. DellaMae, I find that if I read about something depressing, like the Civil War or WWI or fiction like “Ironweed” that I get sad and am less fun to be around. I love to sing and hear others sing, at church, I don’t go to concerts, but recorded music leaves me cold.

  52. emeritus minnesota biologist-

    In defense of the old computer programmers: in the early days of computing, computing time memory was verrry expensive and representing years with two numbers instead of four saved a lot of money and energy. By the time memory and computers became cheaper, so much data had been encoded in the old format it was not practical to convert it.

    The biggest headache with the Y2K bug was not in the programs themselves but in finding programmers who still knew the early coding languages and could thereby review the programs to see even there were any issues with the 2 versus 4 year dates. Those retirees made a small fortune in consulting fees. All of which ties in nicely to this Classic A&J comic:

    http://www.gocomics.com/arloandjanis/1999/12/30#.U4iUN_ldWiE

  53. Ghost, Ghost, my sweet Ghost! You have an incredible archival memory of the strips– where, oh where is that arc about Janis, Arlo and Gone With the Wind set in the fraternity house when they first meet?

    By the way, I just read all the 1994 strips last night and I almost posted the one you did!

    Tonight it is “1995” I read.

    Lily- you must deal with issues and life as best you can. It sounds like you have some wonderful people helping you do just that. It isn’t necessary to be like anyone else nor do what they do or say. Just make peace with yourself and move on, as you are doing.

    From one who knows.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  54. Once upon a time I lived on valium and Diet Coke. Or was it Tab? No matter, I still drink the diet soda.

    My cardiologist is addicted to Tab, which I help enable him to drink. (Can’t buy it in Oklahoma)

    My therapist in New Orleans was addicted to Diet Dr. Pepper and was so afraid of not being able to find it that he carried cases of it in trunk of his Porsche. Another friend had same addiction and filled all the soda machines at his business with Dr. Pepper.

    Everyone has something, big or small, as a crutch. Lily, keep working through your life and someday you’ll run as free as you do racing.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  55. Thankfully coffee is not a banned substance in the civilized world. Though the European’s make it’s intake a refined art.

    Jackie, was unaware that the Baptists had a prohibition on Tab. I could have understood if the ban was on Fresca, it mixes with nothing.

  56. Thanks for reminding on how I missed out on being a big time newspaper guy. Still I’ve got a fond memory of that night with Janis and the banana.

  57. Thanks, Bill. That was the ONE! Which just shows how good JJ is, the mix of GWTW and Nixon and Viet Nam and Arlo and Janis meeting, all in one great strip/arc. Oh yes, and gay rights too, don’t tell me JJ doesn’t have courage.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  58. sandcastler, I know that in some states it is classified and sold as an energy drink. Not sure why it isn’t sold in Oklahoma or bottled.

    I am from Monroe, LA, the birthplace so to speak of Coca Cola (after family moved over from Vicksburg, MS) and they still sell all Coke products there. So, I buy it and bootleg it over the border to Tulsa, OK and haul it over as a present frequently.

    At my age and condition, keeping your cardiologist, heart surgeon and thoracic surgeon happy and loving you is an important relationship!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  59. Jackie, if I just keep the Surgeon In My Life (AKA The Bossw In My Life) happy, i am doing quite well. The only other doctor I have seen in five years is The Man In My Life’s opthalmologist. And he wasn’t interested in my eyes.

  60. Jackie, I spent a wonderful afternoon in Monroe two years ago. Visited the Flying Tiger museum out by the airport. Enjoyed it greatly and had a wonderful talk with the director, a granddaughter of Claire Chennault. Had heard the stories growing up and know at least one former astronaut for whom the Flying Tigers inspired his interest in aviation.

  61. Speaking of southern soda concoctions, whatever happened to Mr. Pibb? Come to think of it, why does it seem so many great sodas came out the South: Coke, Pepsi, Dr. Pepper, Barq’s, Mr.Pibb, Mountain Dew, RC Cola, Grape and Orange NeHi?

  62. Well, first of all, that Tab drinking doctor is one man! He is also certified in pulmonary medicine.

    But in addition to him I DO have an autoimmune/rheumatology specialist, an endocrinologist, an orthopedist, an ophthalmologist
    , and internal medicine specialist who also does gastro cases. Oops, forgot the skin specialist!

    Do NOT get lupus or the myriad other diseases that seem to go with it!

    About the GWTW strip, you’d have to have seen the movie to understand it, which you may not have. It is a direct parody of actions and dialogue in famous picnic at 12 Oaks where Scarlett declares her love for Ashley Wilkes, only to be turned down. Clark Gable/Rhett Butler is asleep/laying on sofa and hears entire embarrassing episode.

    Janis is Scarlett O’Hara, Arlo is Clark Gable/Rhett Butler, Woody is Ashley Wilkes. Some of the lines are JJ’s play on the words of script.

    Funny, funny, funny.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  63. You can still buy Dr. Pibb in Monroe area so far as I know. They keep bottling all the original and added on soda’s Coke had. I remember the first Sprite we saw in a machine, and I have certainly heard a lot of stories about how the cans and plastic bottles would ruin the family fortunes. The family fortunes were made on the glass bottles and the bottling processes, in addition to the beverages.

    Funny you said that about the south and beverages. I grew up during hayday of sodas in glass bottles and the wonderful old open cases full of ice. I think it had something to do with the heat down there. That and there were no major towns to have soda fountains, so they invented bottled beverages to transport out into boonies.

    Husband claims it was the horrible water supplies. We all drank sodas from birth to counter the mud in the water! Soda with breakfast, lunch and dinner and in between.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  64. Wasn’t it General Chennault that forced the FT to disband? One TV movie strongly implied so. When I was a teen and they were in the news, I just assumed they were part of the Army AC.

  65. I’ve seen the movie, but not recently. All I remember about that part is Scarlett getting laced up in her corset and saying “Ashley belongs to me.” And Rhett Butler predicting the South would lose a civil war. “All you have is slaves and arrogance.” Does that sound right?

    After my problem, I had four different doctors: GYN, urologist, plastic surgeon and The Boss In My Life. The rest of them treated me like a piece of meat, but she treated me as a person and a fellow human being. She came around every day at the same times. I could hear her walking down the hall, her Topsiders slapping the floor. She asked me one day what was the worst thing I was going through. “Boredom” I replied, and the next visit she brought a bundle of books. “A smart girl like you should never be bored.” And I never have, since. Is there any wonder I’m her slave?

  66. To show that the South NEVER forgets and forgives, Claire Chennault and his family were all born and raised in the same little towns I grew up in and around. He is claimed by all of them to some degree. But no one ever forgave him for divorcing first wife and leaving family of eight children! The granddaughter you met as museum director is part of this first family.

    I can remember as a child going to air shows and seeing and meeting him. Vaguely remember. But my mom recounts a story about some program put on in his honor and the rudeness of family not showing up. Second family and wife. I can tell you, the South is based on “who your mama is/was”.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  67. Lily, I’m new here so everyone else probably already knows what problem you had. But it sounds quite serious, to need so many specialists! Glad you beat it, or seem to have. Wishing you good health!

  68. Janis’s roommate was hot! Plus, she looks familiar. You don’t think…nah. What would be the odds of Mary Lou’s mama being Janis’s roommate in college?

  69. Blinky, I’d never thought of how all those sodas came from the South, but you’re right.

    Early Coca-cola actually contained some cocaine – how much exactly has been disputed but undisputed is the fact that it was there! The good ol days. 😉

  70. It was originally supposed to be a medicinal or tonic sort of drink. I have one of the earliest bottles which were round on bottom and lay on sides. They had a metal snap sort of fastener on top which kept the “stopper” and pressurized beverage inside.

    Another interesting Southern beverage was Hadacol which was always marketed “medicine” but contained so much alcohol lots of women became addicted. The factory for it was behind my husband’s family lumber yard until they stopped making it.

    That is why Dr. Pepper is called Dr. Pepper. They began as “tonics” and pick me ups, like todays energy drinks. Well, maybe not the fruity ones?

    Love, Jackie Monies (More like snake oil purveyors!)

  71. Blinky, it’s probably due to the heat and the extensive number of dry states we had back then. Don’t forget Buffalo Rock. That’ll clear your sinuses for you. Coke sells Mr. Pibb where the local bottler doesn’t have the license to make Dr. Pepper. And Tab probably isn’t available because there are so many versions of Diet Coke around. The grocery store shelf space isn’t unlimited so I guess they have to cut back somewhere. I really like the Abita Root Beer, but it is very hard to find here. The website says some of the local liquor stores carry it, but since I don’t drink the other stuff i don’t go there.

    Anybody tried the Coke FreeStyle machine? It’s great fun to play around with the flavor combinations. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coca-Cola_Freestyle

  72. My father told me that in his youth it was common knowledge Coca-Cola contained cocaine, and in fact it was often called “Dope-Cola”.

  73. Dellamae…I was thinking I had not seen your comments before….WELCOME……yes, I remember the early Coke days…..before my time though….sigh! Now it’s a buzz named Bud, and bud 😉

  74. GR…that is Chrissy Amphlett,but you knew that, of course….I was reading the comments below, and we lost her to breast cancer. She has a lovely voice, and….the song…good ‘beat’ 🙂

  75. Blinky the Wonder Wombat – Mr. Pibb is alive and well in Indiana. Dr. Pepper is an odd one. It actually is licensed with 7-Up in the Dr. Pepper/Snapple company. This is why you frequently see a Coke supplied company with Dr. Pepper as well. That said, I suspect if you follow the money far enough, Pepsico has a finger or two in the pie as well as most places get their Dr. Pepper through Pepsi.

    The biggest “bootlegged” item in my family is Vernor’s ginger ale. Back in the day, we used to smuggle Frankenberry and Booberry cereals between IN and OH. One state carried Frankenberry, the other Booberry. If I ever find a pen pal who can hook me up with some apple Postobón, my life will be complete.

  76. Hadacol and such:

    Saw a large plastic bottle beside a trail yesterday and picked it up, to recycle. It was empty, and labeled ‘mouthwash’, but the mouthwash was 26% alcohol [= 52 proof]. I expect it was a cheap drunk for one or more folks. Think I’ll stick to my one [good] beer with supper 3 or 4 times a week. In fact, it’s time for half of yesterday’s steamed veggie mix, half a store deli’s Caesar wrap, and a pale ale. Skoal.

  77. Debbe 😉 Yes, Chrissy was best known for that song, but she had a rather interesting career. Sadly, she was apparently unable to receive radiation treatment or chemotherapy as treatment for her breast cancer due to also suffering from multiple sclerosis.

    Remember when Coors beer was not available in all states, and there was a huge demand for it in the states where it wasn’t? Of course you do. Well, perhaps not you youngsters like Lady Mindy and Lily.

  78. Dellamae…I was thinking I had not seen your comments before….WELCOME……yes, I remember the early Coke days…..before my time though….sigh! Now it’s a buzz named Bud, and a bud 😉

    I’m saying goodnight on that one….

    Goodnight, sweetr dreams, and

  79. I believe that cocaine and cocaine alone was originally legal for sale. One of my old favorites was Delaware Punch. I thought that it had gone away and then I ran across it. The memory was much better than the real thing. My total so far is 3 ufo’s, lived in a haunted house and have photos of a ghost. I had no idea that the Marfa lights were so well known. BTW one of the ufo’s was seen in the infamous Gulf Breeze area.

  80. Oh, yeah, the Marfa Lights are very well known. Last time I was there, there were folks from seven different states at the viewing area.

    My dad regrets that “Grapette” is no longer available. Sounds yucky to me, but then he is a Scotch drinker

  81. Lilyblack, just did a search for Grapette. Company website says now available exclusively at Wal-Mart under the name Sam’s Choice Grapette and Orangette. Enjoy, Dad.

  82. Mark in TTown – You are a rockstar. When I went to Colombia, all the locals wanted Coke and we fell in love with apple Postobón.

  83. GR6: I usually avoid the music videos posted but did watch yours. When it was over, I saw below the window, “show more”. I clicked, but, unfortunately, no more of the singer was shown! (well, someone had to say it)

    I have found that diet Dr. Pepper with no caffeine is a very fine drink. It is amazingly superior to all other diet drinks I’ve tried; even good albeit sugarless. Otherwise, I favor Diet-Rite with about 10% RC Cola to overcome the diet taste.

  84. My beloved husband says that diet sodas taste like licking a rock!

    He will not drink soda of any kind and never has. When he was in wine sales the surprising thing was “water” as we know it in bottles barely existed. Perrier was about it and his company represented them in America. Turns out he not only sold more Perrier than anyone he actually sold about 90% of their sales in U.S. Commission wasn’t much, if any.

    Now bottled water is everywhere and we all drink more than ever. But not enough.

    My cardiologist told me to move my office into bathroom and drink all I was supposed to!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  85. Jackie, I fill a two quart bottle every evening from the tap and let it sit in the frig overnight. Tastes fine to me and it is cold! A nice thing when you get into the fifth mile.

  86. I must have been blessed with some sixth sense somewhere along the way. My husband says it is because the aliens dropped me off in a pod and he has photo to prove it. But that is another tail.

    Once I dated a seminary student who thought he wanted to be a priest (he’d have a hard time with the celibacy but he was Anglican) His entire family had bizarre paranormal talents, including his mom who studied at Duke in paranormal psychology. When his dad died suddenly, he began to haunt the house. I suppose he thought he still lived there.

    We got used to doors that opened, knobs that turned, lights going off and on, that sort of thing. Then one day the maid came in totally upset with the iron in her hand. She said, “I’m quitting! I can stand the doors and lights but when they come in behind me and clear their throats and cough, I am going home.”

    And she did! Never came back!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  87. I’m a little late for the pending disaster discussion, and Y2K, the disaster that wasn’t. Thought I’d chip in anyway. There was a potential for quite a few problems, some of which, like banking, control systems, air traffic control, electrical, etc. that could have had substantial effect.
     
    The truth is a bunch of people spent a lot of time and effort to fix the problems before they occurred. I’m not so sure that it was short-sighted of the people in the 1960’s and 1970’s that built computer systems that only used two-digit years. Storage was expensive after all. The people that were short-sighted were the ones that didn’t upgrade systems and software in the 1980’s and 1990’s that was already obsolete– they just kept on adding to it and patching holes.
     
    I made a decent bonus, paid in 2000, for getting business systems and software upgrade to prevent any Y2K issues. My company turned over the new century without a hiccup.

  88. This is bad but I keep thinking how proud Mr. Pibb must have been when his son, Pepper, graduated from med school.
    Go ahead, throw the tomatoes and rotten produce, I know I deserve it.

  89. By the way, welcome to the Village, DellaMae. Pleased to meet you. You seem like a good fit here. If you stick around, I do believe you will become one of my “friends I haven’t met yet”. As such you’ll be allowed one bad joke or pun per day. Or more, if you insist. 🙂

    Oh, and call me Ghost. But you already did, didn’t you? 😉

  90. Good morning Villagers….

    Ahhh….day 21 and counting 🙂 Chicken Run………………………..through the aisles today. Got inspected yesterday by the Corp., and they only thing we got ‘wrote’ up on was weeds, grass, near the building. Give me a break, but my brother-in-law said, you want them to find at least one thing wrong, nothing is perfect. But the big, big, 5 star inspection is Monday. Got me a new flashlight, with 117 lumins, LED light….it’s the little things that make me smile.

    On the audit sheet, one of the requirements states the outside grounds, their word, immaculate conditions around outside of the building. Personally, I would have used the word pristine 🙂

    We’re starting to get a little slap happy with all the hours, yesterday my nephew took the 15 year old’s 4 wheeler and drove it, and parked it on top of about a 5 foot rock pile that still needs to be spread out. Little Dakota came in and wanted to know who drove his 4 wheeler, I grinned and said “me”…yeah, sure, he said.

    GR 😉 yes I remember when Coors was only sold in certain states….years ago, my cousin just returned from a trip from Colorado…she had about 3 cases of Coors in her trunk….she opened the trunk lid to our delight and shared….

    Gotta go….lunches to prepare,

    Happy Caterday

  91. The “new century” is actually an arbitrary date, based on a calendar proposed by a pope about 1500 years ago. Though supposedly started with the birth of Christ, the calendar is not based on scripture, since Herod the Great died in 4 BC. He was reported to be alive at the time of the Nativity, so the start of the Gregorian Calendar in 1 AD (since early western civilization didn’t have the concept of zero in math until hundreds of years later) is purely subjective. Popular usage as the year 2000 starting the new century/millennium is not uncommon.

    The issue is further complicated by the astronomical use of a year 0, international computation (ISO 8601) and differences between the Julian calendar and the Gregorian calender. Also, depending on when and where you lived, the new year started at Easter, Annunciation, or Christmas. Pedants may insist that January 1,2001 is the starting point, but popular culture does not agree.

  92. The rest of that story is that as soon as Coors became available locally, people immediately stopped talking about how great it was. Forbidden fruit effect, I suppose.

  93. JJ, excellent Saturday morning strip. Are you on a thematic commentary of our times? The advent of mobile technologies have insulated and isolated us like none other. With self driving cars on the horizon; we will then be able to move about in a self contained bubble of self gratification.

  94. 7-UP, originally Bibb’s Lithiated Lemon-Lime Soda, had lithum to bring you down after the cocaine in Coca-Cola got you up. The 7 is for having one more ounce than Coke’s 6

  95. No Coors beer east of Texas! That was the whole plot of the movie “Smokey and the Bandit” (1977). The Bandit and his buddy Cletus were hired to run a truckload of Coors from Texas to Atlanta. My Dad called Coors Colorado Kool-Ade.

  96. Good morning, Villagers.

    Meh, to me Coors tastes exactly like Bud, but I am no connoisseur. Beer is fattening anyway, and “Lite” beer just has reduced alcohol. I’ll stick with wine (we drink a lot of it at our Casa and I have developed quite a taste for it) and tequila. With the occasional Scotch. Besides, wine is the only thing tThe Boss In My Life will let me drink before 8:00 P.M.

  97. Debbe, at a local institution they’ll be dedicating and opening a new building in 12 days. The good news is the building itself is finished. The bad news is they ran out of time for properly laying the sod around it. So, on the back side of the building someone decided (are you ready for this?) to smooth the dirt and paint it green to match the grass on the other sides for the dedication. Care to guess the nature of that institution?

  98. I NEVER know what I will find on A&J when I stagger in here at about now. AND THAT IS GOOD!

    This group is just plain interesting and good. You can learn from it, laugh from it and enjoy it without fear. I am about the craziest member and I already know that. Thanks for my morning wakeup call.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  99. Texas A & M agricultural and mechanical university? How many Aggies does it take to paint dirt green?

    (I have a continuing education degree from Aggieland, so I am allowed to make an occasional joke without tarring and feathering)

    Love, Jackie Monies

  100. Forgot to mention that I lived amongst many Texans growing up and later living in Texas who told stories of their dads’ spraying the dirt/dead grass green in the yard around their swimming pools. They would jump into pool and the green dye would come off in the water.

    True story.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  101. Like you, Jackie, I learn something new every time I come here. In this case, it’s that dirt not only can be painted green, but sometimes actually is. On purpose.

    Reminds me of an old joke my father used to tell about being so poor growing up that every morning he had to paint shoes on his feet before leaving for school.

  102. Not being facetious I will add that green dye/coloring is often mixed in with sprays put on dirt/grass by landscape companies. The spray will include grass seeds, fertilizer, soil stabilizers, depending on what is trying to be accomplished.

    This method is often used by highway departments who spray it on roadsides they are trying to stabilize or get grass to grow on. They will put down things like mesh, burlap type fabric, hay and spray over it all.

    I imagine that is perhaps what the institution is trying to do, as it is cheaper than sod.

    (And I will mention that long, long, long ago when I was in agricultural school I did take a course in grass and sod production And , 99% of which I have forgotten) In 50 years it has all changed anyway!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  103. I once sat on a bench outside a popular barbque joint in Texas and watched dozens of people try to open a door that only opened one way. I politely told them how to get in place.

    UNTIL three tall, handsome, big guys in boots and hats and Aggie belt buckles and rings did it. Then I said “Aggie door knob.”

    I escaped being slaughtered by adding I had gone to A & M, as did my daughter who was presently enrolled!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  104. Schrödinger’s grass?

    Lily, just so you don’t do what one of my neighbors recently did, which was, as Dan Jenkins once said, “had to go to the place you go when you learn to drink whiskey too good.”

    For those of you who do occasionally imbibe, you may appreciate Dan’s “Ten Stages of Drunkenness”…

    1. Witty & Charming
    2. Rich and Powerful
    3. Benevolent
    4. Clairvoyant
    5. F*** Dinner
    6. Patriotic
    7. Crank up the Enola Gay
    8. Witty & Charming, Part II
    9. Invisible
    10. Bulletproof

  105. Ghost, I have seen that list, shortened , but still funny. I love Dan Jenkins. We have quite a few of his books on our shelves, but I still like “Semi-Tough” the best. “Bubba Speaks” second.

    From the second: Compressing movie genres into one sentence: Historical: “That moat don’t do much good.”

  106. emb, not only is it a state institution, it’s the state mental hospital. And, about 15 years ago, a legislative committee was scheduled to inspect the hospital — the new assistant superintendent (#2 in the pecking order) noted that the sprinklers had been misaligned and some patches of grass had turned brown. She had that painted green.

  107. I am a lousy story/joke teller. Forgot to say the one-way door at BBQ joint did NOT have a doorknob on side you couldn’t open, just on “right side” but people just kept reaching for the invisible knob.

    They did call me “M’am” in the loveliest of Texas accents.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  108. Off to put on some clothes and plant some okra and basil and anything else that likes hot weather. Some more cucumbers and climbing stuff that goes vertically.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  109. Is this turning into an elderly hippie commune? Talk of grass, getting high on basil and that nekkied lady over there. The 60s are over. Grow up,act like you are over 60.

  110. I have only recently decided to admit I am a senior citizen. Before that I preferred to think I was ageless. My husband would be insulted when offered a senior citizen discount, as he had totally gray hair in his late 30’s (a family genetic thing)

    What current events would you like to talk about? I was just reading a good blog on Bobby Jindal, Rep. of Louisiana and once thought of as presidential candidate. It dealt with fiscal irresponsibility and lack of conservativeness in financial affairs.

    Wait, that is politics I guess? But folks, this is Louisiana! At least they weren’t talking graft, kickbacks, theft of public funds, womanizing or riding your horse up the capitol steps and into the capitol building! Or writing “You Are My Sunshine”- that is an embarrassment that has followed me my entire life!

    Nothing much changes.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  111. “Welch’s Grape Jelly Wine”? Mogen David might come close. If you like Welch’s, thank a Methodist. Welch invented it so teetolaling Methodists could do communion without alcohol. True.

    Trucker: Thanks. If they are similar to other professional orgs, profit, NFP, public, whatever, one cannot assume the top office is occupied by somebody with any expertise in that or a related profession. E.g., the CEO of a hospital may have no background in any medical-related subject. Decades back, our local [once Lutheran] hospital* downtown built a completely new hospital on the south edge of town. A few months before the time of the big move [which might involve some patients that couldn’t be rescheduled], CEO had a staff mtg. and asked wife [that floor’s head nurse] how many babies would be born on a particular potential moving day. I think a hospital CEO generally has a bachelor’s in business and probably an MBA, maybe with a course or two in hospital admin [= all employees must wash their hands after using the restroom].

    It just hired a new chaplain. If not Lutheran, that’s the first in its history. *Once an independent outfit, it is now part of a major chain of NFP hospitals, and has benefitted thereby: state of the art in heart/circulatory, oncology, orthopedics, whatnot.

    Good aggie jokes. I am a grad of the NYS Coll. of Agr.# at Cornell U., but most of my dorm mates and many of my friends were in A&S, Engin., etc. Ran into little ag-related humor. The endowed Coll. of Hotel Admin. was occasionally butt of jokes. E.g., Hotel 101 was Cutting Pie for Odd-numbers of People. #Now the NYS Coll. of Agr. and Life Sciences.

    If Coors or Anheuser-Busch had a patch of bad lawn near the admin. bldg., they could dig it up and put their hop garden there.

  112. They are they same song…oops…I’m over sixty,,,gotta get a life 🙂

    TR….well…my friend…what and where it it? Or was Jackie right?

  113. Debbe, that was the state psychiatric hospital, as I noted above, which painted the dirt green and, 15 years ago, painted some dying grass green because the legislators were coming to inspect the joint.

  114. Thanks, TR, as I’ve mentioned, must have had an Alzheimer’s moment in reading and comprending…sorry.

    Lily…with age, comes sage…………….goodnight my blog friend…..tomorrow is a big time ‘crunch’ day…..

    GR 😉

  115. I am in my “golden girls years” I guess. I always identified with Blanche but not the Blanche in Streetcar. She always depended on the kindness of strangers.” I had a mother-in-law like that.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  116. Now for the latest news from my home state of Louisiana: Ex-governor Edwin Edwards, four times governor of Louisiana is running for the senate. He distinguished himself as “the fastest zipper in the West” and ran on the platform of “Indicted But Never Convicted.”

    He was also known as the Silver Fox and the Silver Tongued Orator and was finally indicted and convicted of racketeering involving millions of dollars. He is now out of prison and starring in an A & E reality show with his current wife who he met while in prison.

    And I make nothing up. You can’t make up stuff like this!

    Oklahoma is actually rather dull comparatively.

    Love,. Jackie Monies

  117. Jackie, my favorite Earl Long story: One day he was sitting in the Governor’s Office when a leaf blew in the window and landed on his desk. He signed it.

  118. Jackie, Debbe, Ghost, and many, if not most, of the rest of us – The correct response is “But this IS what over 60 acts/looks like!”

  119. Hey! What nekkied lady?

    There was a recent tragedy involving four [students of the institution of higher learning of your choice]. They were riding in a pickup when the driver lost control and the truck plunged into a lake. The driver and passenger escaped, but the two riding in the bed of the truck drowned when they couldn’t get the tailgate down.

  120. Hey, don’t go making fun of Uncle Earl! I have ALWAYS sworn that I was NOT related to the Longs of Louisiana, as does any self respecting Louisiana native. In my case it is not true. Their mama is kin to my family which makes them kin to me somehow and I have no idea to what degree. In the case of Winnfield and Winn Parish, Louisiana it is hard to escape being related to anyone to some degree.

    It is like that Kevin Bacon game.

    The thing about Louisiana is that our politicians are usually so colorful and such skilled crooks it is hard not to laugh along. During college one of my roommates was a Mafia don’s daughter and her body guards sat outside our dormitory windows, day and night, followed us everywhere. She loved to bet on horses and we only had one pay phone on the floor so I was always taking calls from her bookies.

    Yes I have had an interesting life and interesting friends.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  121. Ghost, I have to ask since I am quite certain you are Southern, where are you from? Just generally, more or less or close enough.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  122. Yep, Jackie, definitely Southern. Couldn’t you tell? 🙂 Other than my years in the USAF, I’ve spent my entire life in one or another of five southern states. None was, however, Louisiana. But I have visited there often, both for business and pleasure. Mostly pleasure. 😉

    As for Earl Long, I have just two words…Blaze Starr. Way to go, Uncle Earl.

  123. I have a dog named VooDoo Queen, a Catahoula Cur, recently recognized by the dog show people. They originated in same area as the Longs and my people. VooDoo is smart, smart, smart, mischievous, acts bad sometimes deliberately after looking at you first. She is smarter than most people. These are actually the dogs recognized as the official dogs of Winn Parish. They still hold Uncle Earl’s Coon Dog Trials each year. Uncle Earl has been dead a long, long time. They also still hold my Uncle Bob’s birthday party each year although he outlived Uncle Earl. He was last person in Louisiana who trained and drove oxen wagons and teams. At over 100 years!

    Don’t tell me about senior citizens!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  124. This is song we all played and sang down in Venezuela when I was living there with my stepdad and mom. Funny, Lord Invader was so popular down there as Trinidad is so close.
    Our maid was Trinidadian as were so many of my friends. I had not heard the back story until just now and never thought about the lyrics. We all thought the “Yankee Dollar” was all the ones who came over to work in the oil fields and for the ugly Americans who lived in the oil field towns!

    We’d have steel bands perform all the time and in fact Lord Invader was one of them!

    I LOVE this bar and grill! Excuse me, blog!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  125. DellaMae:

    I guess that I am indeed a pessimist, always a skeptic, and frequently a cynic.

    I like to say that a pessimist is an optimist with age and experience.

    About the pendulum: I think it’s more of a mobius strip.

  126. Lily, I was born in 1955. My mom taught me how to read very early and I was ahead of the curve by the time I got to school. I still read every chance I get. But, I like music too. I think everyone in my family liked to listen to something so I came by it honestly. Don’t think I could choose between reading and music if I had to give one up.

    But not being interested in music in general is not a bad thing. Do what you enjoy and have a good life. It’s yours, not somebody else’s.

  127. “Secure your own mask before assisting others.”–from preflight instructions. And I don’t trust anyone that can’t explain where they were on 11-22-63.

  128. no time, just a quick…

    Good Morning Villagers….

    Jerry..like your thinking 🙂

    Good point DellaMae

    GR 😉 thanks

    Have a blessed Sunday

  129. Jerry, I was in that infamous red convertible. Funny, they didn’t break into music stations then because they had live dj’s playing records because tapes weren’t invented yet? There was a t.v. in my dormitory living room and I walked in just as it was announced. I think we just sat there crying the next 24 hours.

    Later in college I was a d.j. on our college radio station but we could only play classical music or easy listening. It actually taught me to like opera, since it was one of my programs I did. I already liked classical instrumental music, especially harpsichord and stringed.

    But for the younger people here, all music was played from real disc records, not tapes or cd’s, and you had to place and change the needle position for each song. During easy listening music program that meant I placed and lifted needle, over and over. On classical, it ran for entire opera or symphony! Easy job.

    Oh, you had two turntables, so you started each one behind the other unless you talked in between numbers.

    Yeah, Ghost, there is another skill!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  130. “Point Cumana” brings up a memory from those public radio d.j. days. We could not play ANY popular music, just oldies from 1940’s and 50’s, instrumental or vocal, like Glenn Miller.
    During long operas or symphonies we would often listen to something else of our choice in the studio while playing what we were supposed to on air.

    One night in middle of some symphony when the record was supposed to go to part 2 I hit the wrong switch and played my choice over the airways. It was the Kingston Trio in one of their rowdier songs and I actually played a lot of the album before I noticed. I kept waiting for the phone calls and none came, so I decided I had 0 listeners out there!

    That same station plays anything now, so progress has been made.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  131. Jerry: On that infamous day, I was I Bowling Green, OH… age 20… my first child was 1-1/2 months old. My husband and I sat, transfixed, watching the TV in disbelief… then crying. The baby picked up on our emotions and also cried that entire weekend. I felt as though I lost my innocence on that day.

  132. Galliglo, I think we all did because this wasn’t how we thought America was supposed to be.
    We didn’t assassinate our elected officials. Then we did, or at least public figures, one right after another. Martin Luther King was almost as bad for me as Kennedy’s because I believed we would/could have pacifist change, despite evidence to contrary.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  133. Jackie: I love he Kingston Trio. My grandfather used to play them and The Brothers Four all the time.

    I just called my dad (born in 1948) and asked him where he was. He was at Arlington Heights High School. He said it didn’t bother him all that much and he was kind of confused at how big a deal it was. He remembers thinking, “Wow,I hope Connally doesn’t die.”

  134. Lilyblack, you might have liked getting to go to one of their concerts, as I did. They drew huge crowds, like rock bands do now. They were fantastic musicians and great showmen.
    They came to college towns but I first saw them when I was in high school in Pennsylvania.
    Penn State was close by, so we got to go to concerts there. My first introduction to chamber music also (not performed by Kingston Trio) live theater, opera, symphony music and lots of good things. All foreign as speaking Chinese to a girl from the poor and deep south.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  135. I’m sure I would have, Jackie. I have a recurrent fantasy that I am either a folkie in the 50’s with long straight hair and wear a leotard and wait tables in a espresso cafe. Another that I am a hippie wearing a poncho and sandals and sing at street corners in New Orleans in the 1960s. My name in the latter is “Autumn Rain”. I think my toes were dirty, lol

  136. Lily, if you were wearing sandals on the streets of the French Quarter, I can assure you that your toes would have been not just dirty, but filthy.

    Jackie, when are you going to tell us about the time you worked in the UN’s Protocol Office? Or were a rod man on a survey team? Or when you cooked for the Governor? And when you worked as a mechanic for the exotic import car dealer? And don’t forget about the time you were a deckhand on a Mississippi River towboat.

  137. Ghost, I have NOT done any of the things you mentioned but I bet you have! You and I could probably sit around and play loser’s poker with each other!

    I did however, date two governor’s sons when I was a teenager and I was best friends with a governor’s daughter, all in different states and two different countries. I never make anything up, my life has been a tapestry of interesting people and events. In boarding school I had two roommates, one named Ford and one named Sinclair. We shared a bathroom and I did horrible things like covering the toilet with shrink wrap and putting blue easter egg dye tablets in the shower head. And short sheeting their beds and endless pranks to make their lives miserable.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  138. HOWEVER……………. I DID fly with Lindbergh.

    But it was his wife Anne Morrow Lindbergh and her pet monkey on the company plane.
    He kept monkey loose in plane but he did not bite anyone. There was only Mrs. Lindbergh, the pilot, my mother and me as I remember.

    Charles Lindbergh lived on Maui and owned part of company my husband worked for, so he was out and about pretty much then. Very unobtrusively.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  139. That doesn’t sound prudent. Monkeys, / personal experience and my understanding, are not generally housebreakable. This laptop’s redline patrol says that’s not a word. It’s wrong.

    Keeping a housebroken service dog on a plane on the ground during a two-hour delay is cruel and stupid. Some of you may have seen the video / the plane that had to make an unscheduled stop in KC for cleanup. Seems to me a flight attendant and the pilot could have attempted to get an ok for the owner to walk the dog.

  140. Ever work in a carnival, Jackie? I did one summer. Night desk clerk at a motel? (Now that’s one I have some stories about!) Pool boy (girl)? (Now that’s one I wish I had some stores about.)

    And I know a story involving a college girl, her pet money, a bicycle, and her veterinarian father, but I can’t tell it here.

  141. Ghost, I don’t know HOW you got away and stayed single! Makes me wish to be young again listening to you, well not really young but about half the age I am now.

    Thirties were pretty good years for me, at least in looks. Maybe not so much in life?

    I think we had some interesting life experiences, you and I.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  142. Heck, I am sitting here clipping coupons and sorting them, really exciting Sunday. We can’t keep remembering and out-weirding each other, Ghost!

    After I clip my coupons I am going to plant a few more seeds and finish tossing dirt around in third raised bed garden. I have a carpenter engaged to come next week and put together the treated lumber I have out in back yard for that one. It has lots of posts and trellis’ and was to be my birthday gift, which was back in February. I have to find original drawings of it and redraw for him.

    The birds are going crazy, they think my unmown, wild looking patch outside my office is a bird sanctuary and they fly down onto the porches. They planted a sunflower garden for me which is beginning to bloom.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  143. Really fun to hear the stories you and Ghost and others tell here, Jackie. 🙂 It’s definitely a window to another time and place for me!

  144. But Della we can’t tell some of the really good ones (and I mean that sincerely) some of which are pretty darned funny but not suitable for family blog spot. And I NEVER tell the sad/bad ones which do no one any good.

    I still have some good stories left to tell!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  145. DellaMae: You’re welcome…child. 🙂

    And Jackie is right…some of the best ones can’t be told. Hell, some of them can’t be told until 99 years after my death.

  146. Nov. ’62: I was buying gasoline during lunch break while in graduate school. Wife of 3+ months was teaching elementary nearby.

    Kingston Trio: probably my all-time favorite group – still have their first LPs – although ABBA comes pretty close.

  147. Only ABBA song I like is”Fernando.” “Dancing Queen” was okay.But I remember listening to the Kingston Trio and the Brothers Four for hours with my grandpa. I liked many of them but “Darlin’ Sportin’ Jenny” was my fave. With the “Ballad of Sam Hall” a close second.

  148. Elvis, Jerry. Johnny, and Roy, that was when they still made good American music.

    cep wrote, “Nov. ’62: I was buying gasoline during lunch break while in graduate school.” That was hard core drinking even for a grad student.

  149. “The Merry Minuet”- KT (also known as Rioting in Africa)

    They’re rioting in Africa, they’re starving in Spain. There hurricanes in Florida and Texas needs rain.

    The whole world is festering with unhappy souls, the French hate the Germans, the Germans hate the Poles. Italians hate Yugoslavs, South Africa hate the Dutch, and I don’t like anyone very much.

    They’re rioting in Africa, there’s strife in Iran, what nature doesn’t do to us will be done by our fellow man.

    (I abridged it a little)

    Love, Jackie Monies

  150. Jackie, southeast Texas could forego rain. Creeks and bayous running high. NWS saying tropical down bursts of one to two inches possible.

  151. My name it is Sam Hall, Sam Hall.
    My name it is Sam Hall, Sam Hall.
    My name it is Sam Hall, and I hate you one and all,
    You’re a bunch of rotters all, damn your eyes.

    I killed a man they said, they said.
    I killed a man they said, they said.
    I killed a man they said, they said, shot him in the head,
    And left him there for dead, damn his eyes.

    They put me in the jail, in the jail.
    They put me in the jail, in the jail.
    They put me in the jail, chained me to a rail,
    And let me have no bail, damn their eyes.

    The preacher came along, came along.
    The preacher came along, came along.
    The preacher came along, came along and he sang his little song,
    Said what I’d done wrong, damn his eyes.

    The sheriff he came too, he came too.
    The sheriff he came too, he came too.
    The sheriff he came too, with his little boys in blue,
    Sayin’ “Sam, we’ll see ye through!” damn his eyes.

    Well, up the rope I go, up I go.
    Well, up the rope I go, up I go.
    Well, up the rope I go, see my friends down there below,
    Sayin’ “Sam, we told ye so!” damn their eyes.

    I saw Molly in the crowd, in the crowd.
    I saw Molly in the crowd, in the crowd.
    I saw Molly in the crowd, so I shouted right out loud,
    “Molly, ain’t ye pleased and proud? Damn your eyes.”

    My name is Samuel, Samuel.
    My name is Samuel, Samuel.
    My name is Samuel, and I’ll see you all in Hell!
    Yes, I’ll see you all in Hell, damn your eyes.

  152. Jackie, my husband and I frequently quote that verse of Merry Minuet–whenever it’s all too appropriate from the news! Sometimes we go on with: We can be thankful and tranquil and proud, for man’s been endowed with a mushroom shaped cloud. And we can be certain that some lovely day, someone will set the spark off–and we will all be blown away. (Or something close to that–done from memory.) We loved KT.

  153. Ron, I was drinking iced tea while I read this and almost choked myself when it came out my nose while I was laughing so hard. Thank you for posting this! I used to sell Gummy Bears and Jelly Bellies in my gift shop/candy shop/flower shop when they first hit the U.S but we didn’t have sugar free ones.

    We did have gummy fish, gummy worms, and my all time favorites, gummy mice which were really gummy rats and totally freaky. We didn’t keep those permanently!

    Thanks for such a laugh!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  154. sandcastler – I drank almost no alcohol all during grad school, and liked only the aroma of gasoline. Matter of fact, I’ve enjoyed that odor since my youngest childhood days – are some folks hard-wired that way?

    trucker – those reviews are a hoot! Reminds me of the preps for my MANY colonoscopies.

    Kingston Trio: I think they subtitled the referenced ditty as “The Kingston Trio plays John Foster Dulles”. For you young whippersnappers, Mr. Dulles was a very well-travelled Secretary of State under President Eisenhower.

  155. Jackie and Ghost, I was a rodman for an archaeological survey team one summer. They were trying out a new means of underground surveying by testing electrical resistance between points. This involved the handheld rig which sent out the signal and measured its strength using four metal probes. The probes were hardwired to the device and had to be advanced in order as each test was done. When they were finished they ran the data through a computer (first laptop I ever saw) and created a printed map. Disturbed earth was less conductive (I think) and that let them pinpoint possible places which had been foundations, middens, burials, etc.

    I’ve met 3 governors and an admiral. One of the governors was George C. Wallace, the others were his wife Cornelia and Albert P. Brewer. At that time the schools took a field trip to Montgomery once a year and a visit to the Governor’s office was always included.

    As for Nov. 22, 1963, I was in 3rd grade, out on the playground for recess. They called everyone in and sent them home.

  156. I keep saying I love this bar and grill. Does it remind the rest of you of the feeling “Cheers” imparted, a lot of the same people that you got to know so well they became a substitute family? That you looked forward to talking to?

    It HAS to be A & J attracts just those kinds of people. My other groups I monitor have sort of died down because Yahoo has killed them off but I never had such interesting members.
    Well, yes, there are some I have become life long real life friends with. But I had some weirdo’s I hoped to NEVER meet!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  157. After lunch, standing outside talking to a friend named Gary when someone came up and told us. We didn’t believe it until someone drove their car up on the school grounds and turned the car radio up. Age 14 and welcome to politics ’60’s style.

  158. Jackie, I hope you don’t think that when I walk into our “bar and grill”, everyone in the place calls out, “GHOST!” I’d prefer to think that someone would express interest in my latest amorous conquest, à la Sam Malone. 🙂

    I do agree that the accumulated life experiences of those here would require quite a number of volumes to record. And if you included that of all those who visit here but never comment, perhaps a small library.

    Debbe 😉

  159. I was Symply discussing this with my daughter the other day (sorry!). Interesting idea, but skeptical of the long-term durability, especially in the colder areas. Between snow tires & frost heave alone, doubt they would last long in Alaska… 🙂
    Rusty

  160. Jerry, on that particular day I was in the fourth grade and looking forward to the Thanksgiving holidays. I don’t remember it being announced at school, so I think the first I knew of what had happened was when I saw it on the evening news.

  161. 11/22/63 – 5th period, Mrs. Smith’s 9th grade geometry class at Howard Jr. High in Orlando when they told us he had been shot. 6th period, Mrs. Lines’ Latin class when we heard he had died. How that poor woman kept going reviewing a recent test I’ll never know.

  162. Question? Where is JJ? Is he out sailing Arlo’s schooner? Is he on vacation? Who takes care of the cats? And waters the garden? Does he have any tomatoes yet? Will he have any by July 4? Does he cook fried green tomatoes and how?

    Inquiring minds.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  163. Back to 11/22/63. In watching the historic re-runs of all the t.v. coverage, does it seem strange to anyone else all the people smoking while reading the news?

    Did it seem strange at the time? Did we notice it?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  164. Jackie, I didn’t grow up in that time but in all the footage I’ve seen it does seem smoking was omnipresent and no one looked askance.

    I wasn’t born yet on 11/22/63 either. I don’t even think I was a mitotic twinkle in anyone’s eye yet. 😉

  165. Smoking was EVERYWHERE! Everywhere, I tell you. I began to smoke steadily at about 13 (OK I didn’t look 13) and no one paid any attention. My boarding school accepted it as normal, we smoked on planes, trains, restaurants, everywhere. In college my newspaper office was smoke so thick you had to fan it to see anyone. College bars were so bad you didn’t have to smoke, just inhale.

    My husband made me quit or he wouldn’t marry me. Now he has lung cancer. It isn’t fair but then neither is life usually.

    By the way, just got caught by headline about “period drama” and I am thinking Downton Abbey. Nope, it’s another 1950’s period drama. Period drama? Period drama? Now we are freaking period drama? Mid-century modern antiques was bad enough!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  166. 11/22/63 I was a year out of active duty with the Army and had already been hauled kicking and screaming into the active reserves. All I could think of was “here we go again. More military time”. It didn’t happen.
    As a side note, I was working for Illinois Bell in the downtown Central Office when it happened. All the systems in the building “locked up” because everyone wanted to call friends/family to talk about the news.

  167. November 22, 1963: It was lunchtime in my pre-kindergarten class, and I had just been handed a juice box when we heard the news. (That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.)

    A Peanuts flame war, Lily? Really? The pro-Charlie Brown faction vs. the pro-Lucy cabal, I assume.

    Jackie, I can remember being seen in a doctor’s office when I was a mere slip of a boy, where the physician smoked during the visit. And remember the Arthur C. Clarke novel set in a future in which all historical records of smoking had been expunged, including being CGI’d out of old movies and TV shows?

    That’s OK, sand. My SOP is to ignore that loony Loon, anyway. 🙂

  168. I have always thought, looking at WWII-era movies, that it is no wonder that so many of that generation went on to develop lung CA and vascular disease. Uma Thurman smokes to keep her weight down, I was told (we have a framed poster of Pulp Fiction in the media room, smoldering away).

    Ghost: no it was some troll who posted a pic of a dumpy woman purporting t be Twiggy, and said troll went ballistic when it was pointed out that Twiggy doesn’t look like that.

  169. 11/22/63, Symply in Mrs. Gadbois’ 1st grade class, we were dismissed to be told at home, but we found out on the way in the Fargone patrol line, I was a block away by the time I understood and ran all the rest of the way home screaming…..

  170. I wish all of the A&J run was available on line. The November 22, 1985 strip: a forlorn Arlo is looking out a window and says to Gene- “It was a Friday that day too.” Gene stares at him with a puzzled look and then Arlo says “Let’s go play son touch football!”

    JJ was hitting home runs from the earliest days.

  171. Ghost – stick to your story about being in kindergarten if you want but better change the juice box to something that existed at the time, like those little cans of nasty tasting orange juice.

  172. You noticed that did you, Ruth Anne? 🙂

    On second thought, maybe it was a can of Donald Duck OJ, which did taste like it had been produced by a duck.

  173. From a Huff Post article about Apple’s upcoming iOS 8 upgrade: “Now when you get a notification for a text message or a Facebook comment, you can respond from whatever app you’re in. So if you’re looking at Twitter and you get an iMessage from your mom, you can quickly respond without leaving Twitter.”

    Thanks, Apple, for once again both saving Western civilization as we know it and making our lives more fulfilling. What would we do without you?

  174. @Lilyblack,

    I’d Symply say we are beyond Twitter…..

    Another Fargone rant…..texting; if you have to text back and forth more than once, call and save time! Unless you are in a meeting 🙂

  175. That horrible day in November, 1963, I was at home with the children when a friend phoned and told me. I flew to the TV, turned it on, and watched transfixed as you can imagine. Crying. The older children got home from school (early, but in our time zone not very early). We all cried. Couldn’t believe such an awful thing could happen.
    Some noise from upstairs later … our twin girls in their cribs, seven months old … I had forgotten about them!

    It was a sad, sad, dismal weekend, with the procession, the funeral and all.
    And the shooting of Oswald by Jack Ruby! I saw it live on TV at a friend’s house and almost threw up, it was so … I don’t know what.

  176. I was at work, at the college, perhaps in a meeting in the academic VP’s office. Somebody suggested a moment of silence. Spent more time than usual at the TV, was actually listening to MPR when Ruby shot Oswald. Rotten time. Didn’t lessen my habitual pessimism.

    On a different topic, and a less significant one, here’s a website on the apostrophe and its proper uses. I’m not pointing fingers, just being helpfully pedantic.

    http://www.grammarbook.com/punctuation/apostro.asp

    Peace, emb

  177. A little late with this subject, but there is another southern soft drink – Cheerwine. And GR6, my Mama told the story of her first date with my father when he took her out and ordered a “dope.” She was pretty worried until she realized it was a Coke.

  178. And we get Brooklynne Rose this weekend….she graduated from Kindergarten last Thursday…Andrew has picks and video…still trying to figure out how to put it on U Tube…she wore a white cape and gown with a red rose in her small hands, (how appropriate for a rose of a child).

    They sang a song about how they could spell cat, and bat….but they could not spell hippopotamus. I pray for the youth of that generation. But, could there be a change in the wind….no, not going to post another song.

    goodnight………………

  179. I don’t remember the day itself, I was only two. I do remember the funeral on TV. We were at my “city” Grandma’s house for Thanksgiving that week. I can still see the black & white console TV, showing the horse-drawn hearse and the riderless horse, boots upside-down in the stirrups. Everyone was really upset.

  180. Debbe 😉 Real Jersey Girls on real Jersey beaches, as I recall. And I don’t recall Bob Seger ever recording a bad song.

    Lily, as I also recall, there was a cartoon in which Janis did a pastoral dance, wearing something very filmy and very revealing. Guess what I’m thinking right now. 😉

  181. Ghost, so true about Seger. The good memories that music brings back sorta makes up for all the bad memories that we have shared. Sharing DOES help the hurt…

  182. David in Austin, I am so impressed that you can remember what you saw when only two years old. My memories don’t begin until I was four; maybe a little earlier.
    Glad you can remember those important things, that mean nothing to some people here (and yes, you know who you are. You need to study and learn about our vital history.)

  183. Once upon a time, not so long ago, I stumbled on an archive of the old, old Arlo and Janis cartoons, back to the very beginning before the Go Comics we have not. I did not realize I had found gold buried and forgotten. I just thought there were more than one set of archives, for each period.

    I read them and laughed and enjoyed them but didn’t record any way to find them again.
    The current archives begin in 1994 (I just read 1994 and 1995) Does anyone actually how to find and read/view the pre-1994 A & J cartoons?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  184. It is known as “the generation gap” I am afraid. But then, who of us knows the American Revolution?

    It is like my feeling insulted to find out I was now classified as “Mid Century Modern” by antiques collections and “Period Drama” by t.v. critics. Who me? The What Me Worry Kid?

    So I went and listened to some classic “Old Time Rock and Roll” by Seger and various artists and realized that this was actually my kids generation’s music. Well, I guess I was still rocking?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  185. The JFK assassination was the first major event in American history that many of those baby boomers experienced. A few short years later, the first American landed on the moon; that was important for the same reason.

    Many of us were also dissatisfied with the official results of the Warren Report. We were fascinated by the apparent conspiracies as well as the apparent similarities between the JFK assassination and President Lincoln’s.

    For many people, history begins with their own lives. Thanks to movies and television, many of us are also fascinated by early 20th century events.

  186. From time to time I see various test on the Internet to find out whether I know as much about American history or our system of government as the modern college student. I always know more, and I’m just a former trucker.

  187. Some think that had Kennedy not been assassinated, nothing like the Vietnam buildup would have occurred. That would have had some measure of importance attached to it.

  188. My daughter challenged me to tell her where I was when Regan was shot? I replied that by then there had been so many that the sensation and memory was dulled.

    Yet she told me exactly where she was at the allergist and her dad had taught her to tie her own shoes while they waited.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  189. I was in Delchamps when Ronnie forgot to duck. I have very clear memories from before I could walk. It’s 5 minutes ago that gives me a problem.

  190. So, I do remember the Reagan assassination attempt. I was in elementary school (I think) and home sick that day. Watched all curled up on the sofa as they played the newsreel repeatedly.

    As long as we’re talking about these things, another big one that hit during my very impressionable youth was John Lennon being killed. I was only marginally aware of the Beatles before that, but for me his death touched off a huge obsession with them that lasted many years. There are worse obsessions to have, that’s for sure. And my parents didn’t mind me blasting that Beatles music throughout my teenage years. Some of my other music they were not so fond of. 😉

  191. Real quick here…as I sit here eating my P&J…

    I saved two Time Mags….one with Nancy Reagan on the front at President Reagan’s funeral, and the other with George Harrison on it on his untimely death….both are keepers.

  192. Good morning, Villagers.

    Ghost, my dad, no Oliver Stone fan, he, says that stuff about JFK not building the Vietnam forces up is based on one memo and who cares, anyway? He joined the Navy out of college, served as a medic all during the Vietnam thing, and really has pretty good memories of it. Of course, he never got outside of Hanoi or Da Nang, so he might have been less happy dodging punji sticks.

  193. Lillyblack: Some of our people here in the Village served in Vietnam. And they have some not-so-good memories. No, we cannot go back and change the past. Neither can we second guess history. But those guys and gals who suffered on the front lines… who saw their friends blown to bits… who came back with nightmares… yeah – they care. And I care for them.

  194. Lily, if you father had been in Hanoi during the war, I doubt his memories of it would have been anything like “good”.

  195. Galliglo, I am sorry for them, and would change their experiences if I could. I’m just telling y’all what my dad said about JFK. One of my online friends is a WWII vet who was at the Normandy Invasion and he saw horrors, too. I’m sure every veteran could. But I am not one, I have never been in the service. I am interested in history, just not that history. I guess I have been bored by too many conspiracy theorists. I read “Case Closed” by Gerald Posner and I think Oswald did it, and he was just a nut.

  196. When I was a freshman in college I was a Dixie Darling or whatever they called the female “mascots” that marched with each unit of our college ROTC. We wore Eisenhower jackets, skirts and high heels. I was offered a military commission to sign up for real.

    (I forgot the garter belts and stockings, Ghost)

    Me and my big mouth and access to public print, wrote an editorial titled “But Not My Brother” about the young guys suddenly being pulled out of college and shipped out to a country they never heard of. The student president of the college was in the reserve and he was among first to go. We had to get a map to find out where we were fighting. I was NOT popular with the ROTC I had marched with.

    After I took a LONG time to graduate and went thru two colleges/universities and a kazillion hours of credit, finally got a job after waiting out the Civil Service list a year, went through an internship and worked awhile in the southern branch. Got sent to Hawaii to replace a Johnson appointee who died without doing a days work.

    Walked into my office to find a conference table, the desk, the credenza and all the file cabinets piled to the ceilings with “unworked cases.” All in little brown file covers, just a page or two. And those were the civilians who were killed and wounded, many of which were American citizens and not foreign nationals. Not that nationality or race matters in war or any other time. Sex doesn’t either, a lot of them were women as well.

    Worked there awhile and transferred back to mainland office after a couple years. The war was still going on! And did!

    I still stick by my original premise, war sounds brave and heroic and romantic just so long as it isn’t “my brother.” Turns out unfortunately that they ALL are your brother.

    Ranting as usual, love, Jackie Monies

  197. In many ways, JFK could be more identified with this era’s GOP instead of the Democrats. Among other traits he possessed was a virulent anti-communism. I have no doubt that should he survived Dallas, he would have approved the continued build up of forces in Viet Nam.

  198. Gosh, guys…..in our 60’s fantasies, remember the Bay of Pigs? We were scared of the Communists in Cuba within an inch of our lives. And that was JFK and friends.

    I will mention I had friends who families got shot by firing squads (Cuban) and friends who were in the Bay of Pigs fiasco, (Cuban and American) and friends who ended up in Cuban prisons trying to fly people out.

    When I saw Lily’s mention of 1960’s fantasies, I was trying to remember what part I wanted to live over. Those were turbulent times.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  199. “If everybody is thinking alike, then somebody isn’t thinking.” George S. Patton Jr.

    Jackie, I’d like to hear more about the marching in high heels…with or without the garter belts and stockings. 😉

  200. No, I was a extremely popular college student who dated a lot of rich frat boys and we partied and hung out in bars where we were definitely not old enough to drink. Older men bought drinks for us. We had to sneak off from college to do this because it was definitely not APPROVED activities. In fact, we would be expelled from college if caught, even if we were staying with friends’ family!

    Times were strict on women in those days. We walked on other side of street from any “street people.” Forget wanting to be one!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  201. Jackie, I have tried 3 times to post a link to an old version of this site. It had the first week’s worth of A&J and other earlier strips. But for some reason it is not coming through. Google Arlo and Janis archive and look for it. You will know it when you get one with blue lettering and an animated Ludwig.

  202. Ghost, marching in high heels and stockings may have been what kept me from signing up for that military commission! That and it was Army and I was holding out for Air Force!

    Seriously, we had to march on the football field in heels for most marching which required you learn to do it on front of foot and don’t put heels down or you’d sink into the dirt and grass and lose your shoe and footing! For “big parades” like downtown on paved streets it made a difference if it was black top or concrete. You’d wear the tips off the heels fast and end up walking/marching on the nails sticking out of the shoe’s heels.

    This decidedly was not good for foot bones and we longed for shoes/boots like the guys got to wear. And the skirts were straight and fit rather tightly, with a small pleat/opening at the back. I do not think these were the regular uniforms of Army female officers at the time? I remember having to have mine altered/tailored to fit me, as I was short, petite and had either an 18 or 20 inch waist at the time.

    I somewhere have a photo of me at the military ball wearing a evening gown from the Miss America Pageant. The gown, not me, one of my friends loaned it to me. I looked at it in last few years and I think my thighs are bigger than that now! In fact, I know they are!

    We were supposed to represent the sweethearts the Army was fighting for I think.

    Either that or it was easier to train us to march than animals like mascots.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  203. Lily, there are a lot of conspiracies in the world and I truly believe there are events where we do not know “The Rest of the Story”, but after 50 years since JFK’s death, I have come to the same conclusion as Mr. Posner and that Oswald did it alone.

    I also just read a book on the day that Reagan was shot. I learned a few things, but I guess that I was most surprised at the access that Hinkley had to seeing the President up close. It was amazing that we did not lose the President that day.

    I think conspiracies have fixed certain elections, but it is only a gut feel and not based on evidence. I really believe the fact that JFK was shot in Dallas and Ruby killed Oswald, is the main reason most people believe that more than one person conspired to kill him.

  204. Another college, another field of study, but same period of time. I may have mentioned I enrolled in agriculture. We were the first five females allowed to integrate the all male college that weren’t in home ec.

    I made the collegiate livestock judging team. The boys got to wear jeans, boots, I had to wear the college’s “approved attire for females representing the college in public events.”
    I judged livestock in a black sheath, a long sleeved white blouse, stockings and high heels, which made me look like Breakfast at Tiffany’s in some weird nightmare episode!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  205. I almost flunked out of high school in senior year over a required paper in Government class. Young male teacher was against the war, probably because he was enjoying the senior girls too much. My view was who cares; we’re in this mess and my country requires all young males to serve. My dad and eight uncles served, so I should too. Was told I had to have an opinion, I became a warmonger.

    Went on to spend six years in uniform. Did two volunteer tours in Vietnam. Made a total of eighty-three parachute jumps, none in combat. Left the Army and picked up two degrees on GI Bill.

    This Friday is the 70th anniversary of D-Day. Take a moment to remember all who went ashore that day or supported them with air or naval cover. Freedom bares a stiff payment.

  206. Remember the discussion we had here recently about parking in handicapped spaces? It is the main letter to Dear Abby today, about not all handicaps being visible.

    That is totally true! I wouldn’t use them for years until my invisible handicaps got so painful I couldn’t walk anymore. And I still wish stores were smaller because the Big Box stores kill me trying to walk them. And they put the bathrooms at the rear so we HAVE to walk thru more products we might buy!

    Am I the only one who won’t shop in huge stores any more because by the time I find what I need/want the pain is too bad to get back to checkout?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  207. Sandcastler, the D Day photos are particularly hard for me to see/watch, as are they all. I had a good friend who was a combat photographer during Viet Nam. They and the medics were to me amongst the bravest of the brave. They were armed with cameras and medical supplies.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  208. Jackie, I am very sorry for your mobility problems and with the big stores. We are too small a town to have a Walmart, our biggest store being a 300 x 300 foot grocery store. I dislike Walmart not because I have trouble getting around in it, but because of the horrid-looking people in them. Honestly, would it hurt them to look in a mirror before they go out the door. To quote my mother: “Look at your butt. Everybody else will”.

  209. If I avoided all the horrid looking people, I might never leave my house! I moved to Oklahoma with about 50 pairs of heels and a lot of “high style” Dallas Market suitable dresses and suits. All of which proved useless here!

    Tulsa dresses well and is upscale. Mostly.

    Learned a long time ago not to judge people by dress codes. It is a poor marker of wealth, social background or character.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  210. Speaking of eyestrain, Ghost. Have you seen the pictures of Rihanna in the dress she wore to an awards ceremony? I have to use the term dress loosely in this context. Talk about something you should have never worn in public!

    Lilyblack, your reason for not going to Wal-Mart is one of the reasons I avoid bars. Too many awful-looking people.

    sandcastler, I agree on the bravery level of the combat medics and photographers, although I would give the medics the edge.

  211. My mother is always commenting on people’s dress when we travel. She cannot understand why they look so sloppy or what they wear. She harks back to the days when you wore a dress or suit, gloves, heels and a hat to ride a train or a plane. And that is how I dressed long, long ago too.

    I came across photos of me taken at Carlsbad Caverns wearing dress, cancan petticoats and hose. The men were wearing suits and hats and ties! And we were tourists!

    Nowadays people wear the same things on an ocean cruise that they wear to Walmart.

    And honestly, I was thinking of other box stores than Walmart. Which I try to avoid whenever I can for entirely different reasons. But sometimes cannot be avoided.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  212. All the photos I’ve seen cover up the interesting parts of the Rihanna “dress”. I am assuming she wasn’t wearing those strange big purple ribbons across her crotch and breasts?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  213. Fishnet gown!! Jackie, Rihanna had on little panties, but nothing on top. And she wore it to an event where she got a fashion icon award. 😉 Love the pic of uptight Anna Wintour giving her the award.

    She’s worn stuff like that before, btw. Obviously comfortable with her body, which is admittedly pretty awesome.

  214. Also, Jackie, I know what you’re saying about people traveling in something like cutoffs and flip flops. Makes you wonder what they do dress up for.
    I always make it a point to dress up to travel, especially if it’s an international flight. Guess I’m just retro! It’s probably not a fair fact of life, but I’ve noticed if you’re well put together you get treated approximately 173% better by all the people who can help you have a pleasant trip and easy time at the airport, such as customs.

  215. “Learned a long time ago not to judge people by dress codes. It is a poor marker of wealth, social background, or character.”

    Amen. And judging people is a risky business anyway. But, if you want someone to judge relatively safely, judge those who create and enforce dress codes, and maybe those who clearly judge people by what they wear, or by their makeup. I’ve seen and heard examples in the private sector, in several institutions of higher ed., in the federal civil service, and, of course, in churches.

    As a biologist, I think it should be illegal to require attire that is physically damaging or uncomfortable for no sensible reason. As an individual, I’d add jackets and neckties.

    This blog is close to setting a numerical record, no?

  216. Yes, wonder where JJ is. Should we send a search party?

    Just to be clear, I don’t advocate judging people based on external material benchmarks either. I’ve just observed getting treated differently by being dressed well. Also, it’s a my choice because I enjoy interesting clothes and shoes and etc.!

  217. If memory serves, mine is comment #357, which is one more than that long series a week ago, ending when no comment form appeared in this blog.

  218. Like I saqy, I just like to avoid mental distress to see people dressed like they do at Wal-Mart, and I am not talking shorts and flip flops, either, both of which I am wearing right now. Have you ever visited the “People of Wal-Mart” site?
    http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/
    People of Walmart is an entertainment website founded in 2009 by brothers Andrew and Adam Kipple. As the site’s title suggests, the website features user-submitted photos of socially awkward or undesirable customers who were photographed at Wal-Mart

  219. Time for Jimmy to come home before we crash the system. This group is so amazing. We talk like civilized people should, a conversation with value and interest. There is a Jimmy Buffet song I keep thinking of, “Gypsies in the Palace” which is what usually happens when you leave something unattended.

    For those not fans of that Jimmy, it is about him leaving his house to be housesat by some of his entourage.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  220. Heh, 363 comments

    DR. SEUSS EXPLAINS WHY COMPUTERS SOMETIMES CRASH
    (Best if read out loud.)

    If a packet hits a pocket
    on a socket on a port,
    and the bus is interrupted
    at a very last resort,

    and the access of the memory
    makes your floppy disk abort.
    Then the socket packet pocket
    has an error to report.

    If your cursor finds a menu item
    followed by a dash,
    and the double-clicking icon
    puts your window in the trash;

    and your data is corrupted
    cuz the index doesn’t hash,
    then the situation’s hopeless
    and your system’s gonna crash.

    If the label on the cable
    at your house,
    says the network is connected to
    the button on your mouse,

    but your packets want to
    tunnel to another protocol,
    that’s repeatedly rejected
    by the printer down the hall,

    and your screen is all distorted
    by the side effects of gauss,
    so your icons in the window
    are as wavy as a souse;

    then you may as well reboot
    and go out with a bang,
    cuz sure as I’m a poet,
    the sucker’s gonna hang !

    When the copy of your floppy’s
    getting sloppy in the disc
    and the microcode instructions
    cause unnecessary risk,

    then you’ll have to flash the memory
    and you’ll want to RAM your ROM.
    Quickly turn off the computer
    and be sure to tell your Mom!

  221. Many years ago we won a cruise in a sales contest. I tried to get my hairdresser to go with Mike but she wouldn’t (and he is a good looking guy) as I don’t especially like cruises.

    Ended up going. My boss’ wife said I was the only one, along with Mike, who actually owned a cruise wardrobe. We looked like photos the cruise line would use to advertise. But that was my favorite way of dressing.

    Now, along the way you learn things, like do not wear a three piece white Southern planters suit with a pink shirt and tie unless you want everyone at Dallas Market trying to pick you up, male and female. Fashion note from my husband.

    Do not get your hair cut super short in a female buzz cut for some of same reasons and wear an outfit that looks like Ellen DeGeneres for same reasons.

    Part of my lecture on judging people by what they wear!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  222. Just checking in: off to bed in a moment. Had to work the morning AND third shift Sunday. Did fine, but today about killed me – I switch to nocturnal so easily, but back again (I am spacing on the word for daylight-active critters.) is SO HARD.
    Took me three tries to get one shift covered – the first one broke her leg at her store the night before. Everyone is running barebones crew or fewer. Counting my stars this store is so much easier to run than my old one.

    On the plus side, my poor, over-worked dehumidifier finally got the humidity level iny apartment under 50%. Only took it most of a day on turbo to do it.

  223. Still going! Does anyone still have a computer with a floppy disk, or even a diskette? Trucker Ron, I remember both shuttle disasters. For the Challenger I was on an exercise in Germany. The base rec/mess hall had a huge projection screen that played the news and the video over and over. Everyone there was in shock. Put a definite pall over what had been a successful ReForGer.

  224. That anonymous was me… For the Columbia, I was in central Texas by then. I was getting the oil changed in my truck and watched events unfold on the waiting room TV. Oil changes stopped for a while while everyone watched in disbelief.

  225. OK, I’m back. What did I miss?

    Underage college drinking, archived A&J cartoons, a Miss America gown, conspiracy theories, college female dress codes, D-Day, handicapped parking/big box stores, how people dress in public, how people dress to travel, a fishnet dress, sensible attire, a Jimmy Buffet song, a “Dr. Seuss” poem, Lady Mindy may have broken someone’s leg and made it look like an accident, computers with floppy disc drives (I have one–my computers never break and I never get rid of them), the Challenger and Columbia disasters…OK, got it.

    And to think I use to worry about not being “on topic”.

  226. Can’t leave us alone unsupervised can you, Ghost?

    And I did tell you how to march in formation in high heels on grass, black top and cement, all of which took a different way to keep from breaking your ankle and to keep moving! We didn’t even get to march in loafers or flats. I bet I can find a photo from the 1960’s of some poor female mascot marching in skirts, stockings and high heels.

    Topic? What topic?

    Love, Jackie Monies i

  227. Mindy from Indy, that would be diurnal, as opposed to nocturnal, which was what my security guard job was. 9 out of 12 years working 3rd shift. AAAGH! as Charlie Brown would say.

  228. And it’s starting to seem like we’re playing one of those games where you take turns stacking odd things higher and increasingly precariously ’til someone puts THE one on top that makes it all topple. Will it be meeeee this time? What is that game called? And don’t say “Twister”, Ghost.

    Mindy, the word you were trying to remember is diurnal.

  229. Actually, Jackie, I skipped that particular “topic” so I could expound on it. Are you $#!+ing me? They made the females march wearing high heels and stockings with tightly-fitted straight skirts?

    No, that was not a female officer’s uniform…then, now, or in the history of any US military organization. I have no doubt that yours and your female comrades’ “mission” was to simply serve as eye candy.

    You should have gone Air Force. They would have given you boots and a real uniform to train in.

    Are you thinking of Jenga, DellaMae? And what’s wrong with Twister. It’s a great co-ed party game, especially when alcohol is involved.

  230. One holiday season a few years ago, Jimmy took off for over a week, and I believe the comment total went well over 500, perhaps close to 600. Talk about conspiracy theories…there were some pretty wild theories as to where Jimmy was. Someone even suggested that he might in fact have been posting under a pseudonym, and much fun was had trying to decide which regular poster he might be.

    Ghost is still sad that those comments and most all of the others have gone away, apparently forever.

  231. Well, I was searching just now and found no photos to support my memory except one where Lyndon Johnson is signing a bill surrounded by military women and the one on the end is obviously wearing hose and high heels with her skirt. I did find interesting notes about how even when in service in Viet Nam they were “encouraged” to wear skirts and pumps instead of pants or boots to appear more “feminine” and the Marines were told their lipstick and nail polish had to match the red in their uniforms trim.

    Yeah, Ghost, we were just there for looks but it took some talent to march in those ##### heels. The second college I went to had Air Force but by then I’d lost interest!

    I still say we were easier to have as mascots than animals, easier to train.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  232. Yes, it’s called Jenga! Thanks.

    Not a thing wrong with Twister. I totally agree with your assessment. 😉
    When I asked what game is it where you take turns stacking odd things higher and higher until they all topple down I just thought your first response might be Twister. Based on what little I have gleaned of your train of thought. 😉

  233. All day my sometimes hometown of Monroe, LA has been in Yahoo’s top 10 trending items.
    This is unusual because it does not involve bearded men and “Duck Dynasty” episodes.

    It seems a small private plane crashed into the McDonalds in the Piccadilly Cafeteria parking lot. This is not the first time this McDonalds has been involved in tragedy, as it is among the oldest of the chain’s locations. (Just remodeled a lot) Were my mama still there and not living with me, she would have been eating at the Piccadilly.

    Although those DD guys get around a lot apparently in town and everyone seemed to be extremely grateful to them for bumping up the economy and tourism. Small towns appreciate that sort of thing.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  234. Jackie, I have vague memories of eating at a Piccadilly in Memphis a LONG time ago, after church. It may have been the one nearest the airport.

    As for the shuttle disasters, I remember hearing about the Challenger from Paul Harvey that morning. The Columbia… I was playing CDs at the time, crossing the Mojave, when I saw the smoke. That was about 1300 miles away.

  235. Ron, most of the Piccadilly’s disappeared a long time ago. Why this one has lasted and thrived in Monroe, LA has been a great mystery to me because I never thought it had good food, even back in the 1950’s. My food tastes were already moved on, even then!

    They are truly old fashioned cafeteria’s and seem to cook the same menu perpetually. My mom loves them, they know her by name (they should) and she considers them friends and tips large amounts. But they are always busy and it can’t just be seniors, as the audience for cafeteria food has literally died.

    The Texas Luby’s chain (satirized on “King of the Hill”) actually had good food and some of them still exist. Remember Hank and Bobby going and ordering the chicken fried steak and gravy with mash potatoes and adding a vegetable, macaroni and cheese?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  236. Lordy! There are 95 Luby’s still in existence, so they must have just closed the out-of-state locations and kept the Texas ones.

    The Piccadilly chain, not so good, there are 59 left and they are in the southeastern states mainly, For a second there the location map had me fooled, as they had a location right in the middle of Cuba! Turned out to be Hollywood, Florida when you clicked on it.

    I had a lot of friends managing Luby’s back in their heyday and those guys made triple digit incomes in the 1980’s if they were good at it. And the food WAS good, the ambiance a little lacking, despite King of the Hill’s jokes about it.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  237. Good morning Villagers…..

    On my computer’s screen, we have lot the gold colored margins and entered the “white space.”
    (Theme from Twilight Zone cues in.)

    So many interesting topics covered here in the past few days. I’ve enjoyed reading them all.

    And then, Whether.com increases my vocabulary by introducing the word derecho. And it’s heading right for us today……couldn’t happen at a worse time. We’ve discussed where to go in case of a tornado, boss man said under the concrete bridge….I don’t think so, the creek will be flooded., and I sure ain’t hitting the pit 🙂

    Things aren’t bad enough with this derecho comin; but,we still have not been inspected. We were in a three day window, so today is the day. Been pulling 9 hours these past few days, scraping, hunting for dead, trimming cages…..all to be certified a 5 star facility with United Egg Producers. Also learned yesterday that we were pulled out of the hat for a more detailed inspection. AGGGHHHHH!!!!!!

    GR 😉 Junior and Cogburn are still with us. I just hope they aren’t spotted. Ian takes Junior out for walks and pets him till he falls asleep. I told him yesterday, they’re doomed if they are found. He said he was not going to put them down. There are three of them left. He said the Corp. may get upset, but not the animal husbandry inspector.

    And just where and who decided to name it ‘animal husbandry’….husbandry?

    Gotta go….

    Indy Mindy…you take care of yourself, sounds like you’re getting ‘beat up’ too. Watch the sky my friend.

    Ya’ll have a blessed day

  238. Yeah, they’ll be discussing (“arguing about”) that one for days over on TDS. But Ghost knows where the “snakes” were hiding. (Hint: They weren’t in the plant,) 😉

  239. Hmm, maybe it’s the link I am trying to include.

    At any rate, today’s strip is a call back to one of A&J’s best strips.

    (Since I can’t link, do a Google search on “Something about a peak”)

    Well played, Mr. Johnson, well played!

  240. Good morning, Villagers! It all looks fine to me. Those F-15 pilots look wonderful. No makeup I can see and natural lips. I have a friend who is a helicopter pilot for the Marines and she is gorgeous.

  241. Ok, boys and girls, lets count the shots, the ones that we know about and there is no dispute. One-hits Kennedy and Connolly, two-hits the chrome reinforcement at the top of the windshield (there are several pictures of this, three- hits Kennedy in the head, four- misses the car altogether, hits a curb down at the overpass and throws up a piece of concrete cutting a man in the face. That’s pretty good shooting for a guy drinking a Coke on the ground floor of the book depository. Why didn’t he shoot when the limo was practically stopped right in front of him?

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