But seriously, folks…

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Today’s classic A&J is from August of 1994, and it first appeared mere days before the changeover to digitalization. In other words, it was one of the last daily strips actually to be shipped by Federal Express to the syndicate offices in New York. Speaking of digitalization, remember when I mentioned earlier this year that I wanted to revamp this Web site? I’ll bet you haven’t forgotten. You just assumed I had. Well, I haven’t. I have decided, though, that I need professional help. With Web-site design, I mean. I have been in contact with said professionals, and I’m hoping I might have something new to show you early in 2015. I know we go through this sort of thing a lot. Believe me, I know, but please humor me. I’m going to ask you, again, to make suggestions for the new Web site if you’d like. That way, I’ll have your input all in one place and fresh when I meet with the Web people after the Thanksgiving holiday. Any new suggestions, or restatement of old suggestions, will be appreciated. And I haven’t forgotten about the T-shirts, either.

251 responses to “But seriously, folks…”

  1. Jimmy threw me a curve by posting so late. Feel free to look back at 11:12 am to see my Happy Thanksgiving wishes to you.

    Otherwise, Happy Thanksgiving to all.

  2. We need an edit button which will allow us to go back after posting and change it if we discover incorrect spelling. I make a lot of errors and don’t always catch them in time.

  3. JJ,

    Symply have to agree with Jerry in FL. re the edit button……

    Also I appear to be in moderation at the end of the last posts for the heinous crime of including two links??????? one of which is, you know, mine.

    Everyone have a Fargone fantastic Thanksgiving.

    I am so thankful to be able to be who I am with the people I have around me whether given by family or chosen by myself, to be able to have the freedoms that I have at other’s cost.

    Life is good Carpe those Diems folks…..

    Here is the post minus the link to my page…

    Symply wishing all in the Village a happy,safe and memory filled(good ones, it is Fargone hoped) Thanksgiving. Tomorrow, I am off for a drive to a dinner with 35 guests in an old late 1800s house where there will be ample room perchance but with only two ovens how does one keep the three turkeys and two roasts at temp for 35, not to mention the sides etc…..I am not thinking this one will go off without a hitch…..to compound we have had no response to what we can bring so I am opting for a bottle of Cabernet, a bottle of Malbec, a bottle of Pinot and one Sauvignon Blanc…hope I get a glass! Logistically I am horror stricken and glad it is not at my house! That said I will know almost all the guests and have a grand time, but 35 for dinner seriously!?!?

    Dave in Austin glad you are home, a hospital is no fun for holidays…..

    A special thanks to Charlotte in NH, Trapper Jean, Debbe of course and Jackie Monies for the welcome back…it is getting difficult to keep up on all my “obligations” lately…travel as well, have been in and out of everywhere lately and do not see a real sign of it letting up. I will be gone all of February and some of March. On another note the business has moved from a Symphony Hall to a night club where the shows have finally turned profitable. We are in talks with a new venue the Hanover Theater which does a much better job of marketing with us and will be doing our first show there(so far) June 11th with Roger McGuinn. Here is a link to the new facility if you are interested, it is a beautiful PAC(Performing Arts Center).

    Villagers if you are ever in Worcester MA area let me know, maybe I can still comp tickets depending which venue it is. My email in next post

  4. Yeah, in the House of Stups, ah, Reps, they call that “revising and extending their remarks”. In other words, Congress-Critters can totally screw up anything they say on the Floor and then have it smoothed out and prettied up before it’s published in the Congressional Record. I could use that sometimes, too. 🙂

    I agree with Jeff. This blog doesn’t need to be too slick. And I think a lot of us have commented about the need for a more intuitive way to move through the different days of comments.

  5. I’d like an ATM button on the home page that, when pushed, would cause cash to come out of my CD slot.

    Barring that, reversing the PREV and NEXT functions would be my suggestion. Just relabeling them to OLDER and NEWER would be an improvement.

    Yeah, and an EDIT function.

  6. No, SF, your return to the Village Symply didn’t get Fargone past me, either. I’ve just had a lot of ferrous objects in the rapidly oxidizing pieces of cellulose material lately. Happy Thanksgiving, man, and be careful on your drive tomorrow. I understand the ground and highways are supposed to get whitish up your way.

  7. Symply, you realize that as long as you include your website in the “Website” box where you include your name that your name is automatically a link to your site, right?

  8. JJ,

    A way to allow more than one hyperlink without moderation? I am certain there is a rationale for not allowing this, but I am not getting my cerebral stuff wrapped around it…we do not get a lot of spam and we all ignore/report it when we do(did in my case, as I have only recently returned…).


    Hope you get all the “reddish stuff” out(if I read you right). Will be Fargone careful on the way to feast. Got about two inches of the white stuff and it’s looking like it will be sleet for a while now….just not cold enough to snow.

    Just last Friday the Doc said I could ride the bikes whenever I felt up to it, took one around the block to put Stabil in it, then parked for the winter(wintuh)

    @Nodak Wayne,

    Yes it was Symply my email address that was the second hyperlink that caused the system to barf my bits into the bit bucket.

    @Tom(f)ftFR & JJ,

    Yeah JJ, what Tom(f)ftFR said about the ATM link lol….

  9. Symply, I’m sure Jimmy would rather have a debit card slot on our computers so we could buy t-shirts, books and original art directly from him without the middleman.

    I’m thankful to be out of the wrist fixation, to have a job I could return to this week, a family who are meeting for Thanksgiving(at my brother’s), that my sister and brother-in-law will be there (they haven’t been for a visit since Christmas 2012), a house to live in, all of you here in the Village, Jimmy’s artwork. Got to stop or I never will. Hope I never stop being thankful for such things as long as I’m breathing.

    Happy Thanksgiving!

  10. Symply – It’s always good to hear from you and I hope someday to make it to one of your concerts. However, I can guarantee it will not be this time of year!

    Now back to my musings on the season –

    Another good book in the library where I work (I do know how to pick ’em) – Bless This Food: Four Seasons of Menus, Recipes, and Table Graces by Julia Pitkin, Karen B. Grant and George Grant. In the intro they say, “It is one thing to thank God for our food; it is another to bless someone else with a meal lovingly prepared for them.”

    I love seeing how what seem to be vastly different cultures express similar sentiments, as in this Arabic proverb: “Gratitude takes three forms: a feeling in the heart, an expression in words, and a giving in return.”

  11. Mark: “emb, look at this photo and compare it to the nun in the center of the TIP blogspot.

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matthew_McConaughey .”

    I had done that, was just too picky to buy the resemblance.

    Happy TG, all. I’m going to the Community Holiday Meal at the Evangelical Free Church tomorrow noon. Will see friends, maybe neighbors. Last year, @ Bethel Lutheran, my table servers were our retired UMC pastor and his wife.

    Most of you know various things I’m thankful for. One is a “first base” bass voice, which I don’t misuse but is fun. Another is most of the women who notice it.

    At UMC last Sunday, guest soloist was a still-teaching English prof who recently earned a BA in music at our local univ. Sang “Sometimes I feel like a motherless child.” Brought down the house. He makes me sound like a tenor.

    Blessings, emb

  12. Far worse than a turducken! And not as tasty probably.

    My mom and aunt never paid the least attention to what they paid when they’d hit Sam’s Club so one year they bought one and fed it to their “boys”. It vanished instantly so they decided they’d do it again for next holiday which was probably Christmas?

    Only this time they noticed what they were paying as they had several of the darn things in their cart! They went into shock.

    Love, Jackie

  13. Since I have been reading a lot of history lately, I believe the original pardoner was either Abraham Lincoln pardoning the family pet turkey for his son Tad who kept a lot of pets, as did Lincoln himself. And fed his cat off White House table.

    Or it was Theodore Roosevelt ditto for a pet turkey for one of his children. Who also had lots of pets that ran around White House.

    Read enough presidential/child anecdotes and they begin to blur!

    And then my mom will tell me again about my first turkey furnished by one of our tenants on the farm from her flock. Or the handful of wild turkeys brought and furnished her family when she was a little girl by a neighbor on adjoining farm. Anecdotes are not nearly as interesting after the hundreds of retellings!

    But I do not believe I had seen a grocery store turkey until I was an adult? Despite fact we didn’t keep turkeys. So, where were we getting them? Good question! There must have been some!

    Love, Jackie (who’d eat etoufee any day)

  14. Well, some of us studs do eat étouffée. 🙂

    I seem to recall that the tradition of a turkey being furnished the White House by some turkey farmer (or association of turkey farmers) goes back many years, and originally the turkey was slaughtered by the White House cook and eaten by the President and his family for their Thanksgiving meal. I suspect that the tradition of the turkey being “pardoned” by the President and going to a petting zoo or some such may have begun with John Kennedy, perhaps because he had two small children who may have intervened on behalf of the bird.

    HST and Ike were more country boys than JFK, and I suspect they’d have had no problem with not only eating the turkey, but slaughtering it themselves.

  15. Example: I was watching a movie in whichnthey were talking about their best day ever so I thought about it and all I could come up with is that I haven’t had it yet. Ok, by going slowly I only made one error, aa new redcord, but I think you see what I mean.

  16. A thought for Thanksgiving:

    As we all know, Thursday is Thanksgiving. Like many other American holidays, feasting is an important part of the day. However, unlike any other holiday I can think of, Thanksgiving has always been about the food, because we’re happy that we’ve had a good harvest (And those of us who think there’s somebody to thank for this generally do.) and that there’s enough of a surplus that we can afford to eat our fill and more so without worrying about having enough to last through the winter. All other holidays started out to celebrate something else, with the food gradually becoming more and more central to the observance. What does this mean? It means that you can pig out as much as you like, Thursday, secure in the knowledge that that’s exactly what you’re supposed to be doing.

  17. Happy Thanksgiving all! No idea when, where, or if, I will have a “proper” Thanksgiving meal today, but if my luck holds, I will make it up north to visit grandma. Her first year so immobile she cannot get picked up and taken out for the day – and no one else local to her will be around to visit. Now pardon me, but I must get this pesky “work” thing out of the way so I can catch up with Arlo. Wish me luck, and someone have a piece of pumpkin pie with a side of whipped topping for me!


    …and there’s snow on the ground, no one said there was going to be snow on the ground, stupid Whether.com!!!! It’s not much, maybe an inch or less 🙂

    And I am thankful for my new tires….and a spare and a little ‘change’ left in the bank.

    I am mostly thankful for my loving husband and my loving son.

    I am thankful I have a job I enjoy at my age. We let George the Rooster out again yesterday. He heard the feeding system kick on and the augers going….he started crowing, and crowing…told Ian he’d better get him back in his cage before he went cuckoo.

    Walked the aisles before I left yesterday and found two major egg blocks…my son is blind in one eye and can’t see out the other…no seriously, he did some major work outside yesterday…like loading all the bait traps with rat bait, cleaning all the fan louvres. He was covered in hen house dust from head to toe. So, it’s going to be a long day bringing in the eggs, we will be rejoicing bringing in the eggs.

    GR 😉 loved your list 🙂 So, you must still have your appendix?

    Ya’ll have a full feeling day.

    Oh, Gal…thanks for the explanation on the ‘shine’ 🙂

  19. Not a specific suggestion, but a general observation:

    In the past few years, websites have gotten so complex that the processing power required to properly render them is ridiculous. I use an old machine as my primary browser… a single-core processor running at under 2GHz… and there are several sites that take over 5 minutes just to draw the page, because they have some much stuff (mostly ad-related) to draw.

    It would be one thing if it took more processing power to deliver better features, but… the WWW of 2014 isn’t significantly better than the WWW of 2009.

  20. Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. May God bless all of you always and in all ways. No matter how the Iron Bowl comes out, it’s still GREAT TO BE AN AUBURN TIGER !!!

  21. Happy Thanksgiving to the Village. In honor of the turkey myth, I will relate that when my rather old daughter gave birth to my only granddaughter, she began celebrating holidays with her, like Christmas and Easter and Halloween with her with gifts and decorations. Thanksgiving had none so she made up The Great Turkey as its’ benefactor.

    Yesterday she called me enroute from the American Girl doll store where she had gone to buy the Great Turkey gifts. My granddaughter is in third grade and surely has stopped believing?

    The funny part if you read the comic strip Monty is that the Sunday strip was that Monty was writing and drawing a children’s book that featured the Great Turkey. He said he was having trouble with the ending where the character gets eaten at the feast.

    Love, Jackie

  22. Happy Thanksgiving to everyone here in the Village!

    Ghost, you and Mama come on over and be welcome!

    JJ, please don’t sophisticate the site out of my meager abilities to navigate it! I like it the way it is. 🙂

  23. Thinking the same thing, Jean. Ever once in awhile Yahoo pops up on my screen so sophisticated and “busy” that I can’t figure out where to go. So I Google.

  24. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. And don’t not eat too much.

    Be sure to enjoy it this year, for by next year the PC Police may have had it changed to “WASP Immigration Day”. 🙂

  25. Lady Mindy, tell your grandma “Happy Thanksgiving” for me. You’re a good girl to go to such lengths to be with her on what to me is the most “family oriented” of the holidays.

    Thanks, Jean dear. Wish it weren’t such a long drive to get to the top of your mountain. 🙂

    I dunno, Jackie. For some reason we often seem to “eat” our heroes. Especially in politics and show business.

    Debbe 😉

  26. Speaking of which, that durn turkey weighed so much I almost could not lift it to counter top. So much for my “bargain” shopping to buy the biggest one since the prices were on sale! I will be feeding it to my yard crew. Who by the way I am thankful for having FINALLY gotten the concrete ditch cut out of my driveway to catch water from road and direct it into my fancy ditch!

    I am standing there looking at it and wondering if I smear it with butter or not when my eyes light on the bacon drippings in a small bowl from mom’s breakfast. So………and now I have to find a syrup to baste it with too! I am thinking honey since I have some that sugared and needs to be melted down.

    So glad “you know who” is gone, as I am going to have roasted bacon honey basted turkey! YumYumYum!

    By the way, my driveway was 6-8 inches deep, no rebar in it and each block weighed about 200#. I was reminded of the pyramids.
    So we saved the blocks and plan to use them to create a retaining wall on opposite side of “street” to keep run off water from topping the ditch and force it through the culvert into my ditch and then down to lake.

    More engineering and cooking information than needed but I thought I’d report on how project turns out.

    Love, Jackie

  27. We’re not having turkey until Saturday, when my wife’s family is gathering at her parents’ house. There is still poultry to be had, however. Today there is a chicken in the pot for chicken and dumplings. For us, dumplings are accompanied by English peas and pickled beets. Tomorrow I am making a modified chicken cordon bleu. I’m using boneless chicken thigh fillets, a bit of country ham, cream cheese, mozzarella, and wrapping with apple-wood smoked bacon. We’ll have the thighs with whipped potatoes and fresh-frozen corn. THEN on Saturday we’ll have all the traditional Thanksgiving food.

  28. David, that all sounds delicious! Can we come visit you? I haven’t been in Austin in ages but I suspect you are out in country somewhere outside Austin.

    Did you smoke your own bacon and ham? It would not surprise me at all. I love being able to talk “bacon” again. Is that like talking turkey? Bacon, bacon, bacon. Boy, that feels good to say.

    And being able to cook whatever we like without apology. One of the most important rights of all Villagers!

    The grocery closes at noon so I need to get dressed and going.

    Love, Jackie

  29. Today’s TIP BlogSpot and comic are the same


    and kinda cute. [Yes, speelczech, ‘kinda’ is a word.]

    Free to pig out all we want? Not this boy. It’s no fun waking at 1 am with heart-attack angina that turns out to be ‘only’ esophageal. Did it twice, 6 Mondays apart, fall 2012[?]. Afraid if I show up at the ER with angina, they’ll just say, “You, again?” and send me home.

    At Community Holiday Meals, participating churches often have boxes to take leftovers home in. And I don’t need whip on the pumpkin pie.

    Peace and TG blessings, emb

  30. Happy Thanksgiving y’all. Have a thoughtful and thankful day. Please remember to pray for our service men and women who are serving overseas and can’t be with family.

  31. I don’t know what browser you’re using, James, but most of them now allow you to install little things called “addons.” One of them is Adblock Plus, which does a great job of preventing most advertisements from being downloaded and displayed. It may be just what you need.

  32. Indeed, may you all have a blessed Thanksgiving and be truly thankful for what you’ve received. The MBH & I (& other church members) got “into” providing many baskets of foods for those who lack; now it is to be repeated for Christmas. (I know there are other times of the year, so we donate heartily to various world hunger funds, too.)

  33. Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Here’s one more American proverb:

    There’s no joy in anything unless we share it.

    I’d say we’re a pretty joyful group!

  34. I meant to share the article linked below a couple of days ago but got busy making pie and cranberry relish.

    When I was growing up, whenever we had a major holiday meal or one otherwise involving large numbers of visiting relatives, the table always included a couple of “relish dishes”. We had cut glass dishes that were divided into a least two sections. One would have celery sticks, carrot sticks, and very thin green onions with parts of their tops; the other would have some sort of little pickles and black olives. Sorry to admit that this family tradition went by the wayside when I took over the dinner production.

    I had forgotten all about it until a few years ago when my cousin Nancy mentioned that one of her memories of dinner at our house was the black olives that only she and my father ate.


  35. Borp! Didn’t need to doggie-box, ate only a bit more than I should. They served everybody a plate of turkey, mash + gravy, stuffing, and corn, and there were slaw, cranberry sauce, and rolls on the table. You could both have coffee and 1% milk, which I used also as coffee cream. I ate lots of slaw, ’cause I’ve no use for cooked corn. [Fortunately, the House Un-American Comm. never found me in the ’50s. Corn is for making tortillas, corn flakes, and gri-yits.] And I wiped the fluff off the pretty good pumpkin pie.

    Good time. Met some interesting people. Young woman next to me was a senior at a local ‘Christian’ college, majoring in psych. Asked me what I taught at the univ., biology, and we didn’t pursue that. She will make it a point to read my newspaper articles, she says. Doesn’t know my next article or two will be non-sectarian responses to two recent “Faith” columns that appear most Fridays.

    Another 20 minutes to let dinner settle, then off to the hospital to work out.

    Be good, emb

  36. Symply, welcome home.

    GR6, I second étouffée, food of the Gods.

    Jerry, edit button is a BIG YES.

    Tom, having no CD slot, I’d rather have a Bit Coin dispenser. 😉

    My wish list item, support for Emoticons.

  37. If you have to change your website (but why have you to change, really ?), please don’t change your URLs for the old pages.

    I have a lot of bookmarks on your best pages, and I don’t want to lose them.

    You have to know (at least the people who will destroy everything on your website) that the cool URLs don’t change.


  38. Wife and I had a great Thanksgiving. Our daughter invited us to go with her and volunteer in a food serving line at the local American Legion where they brought in a bus load of Navy recruits from Great Lakes Training Station. What a great group of young people and much fun talking to them.

  39. I can remember at least twice while in the service when members of the local civilian community invited me and others to have a Thanksgiving meal in their homes, something which was greatly appreciated. Although I must say that the mess sergeants and their crews did themselves proud with the Thanksgiving and other holiday spreads they put out in their chow halls.

  40. When I drove into town earlier I saw a huge crowd of cars at the local VFW and wondered if they were hosting a dinner for the Veterans. There are a lot of them in this area and many are older.

  41. Debbe 😉 Your are correct, ma chérie. I listened to it this morning. 🙂

    The NFL does many things very well. Halftime shows are often not some of those things.

  42. Debbie – thanks for the reminder. This is the first Thanksgiving since 2006 that we stayed home. The one good thing about being on the road today is the multiple opportunities to listen to the account of the massacree and sing along.

    Mindy – great picture. Grandmas are such a blessing!

  43. A long day is almost over. It was grand… my SO was not feeling well so he did not go to the restaurant for dinner, so I brought it home for him. For supper, I prepared potato soup and salad – and we have lots of desserts for later.

    Very thankful for my blessing, and not the least of them – the Village. Blessings to all.

  44. Well, the children are asleep after a busy Thanksgiving Day. I am thankful to have eight little people, along with their parents, under our roof tonight. I know these days are fleeting, because in a few short years it will be hard to get everyone together at the same time.
    Mindy, thanks for sharing your picture; I know your Grandma was happy!

  45. Dear Granny Carol, you are so right. Good that you have the wisdom to see that! I feel a little sad that it won’t happen again for me. But I did have a lovely Thanksgiving Day. My most wonderful son-in-law picked me up, a grandson and a friend helped me down a snowy path in the driveway, drove to their place twenty-plus miles away. Three beautiful daughters were there — Nancy was roasting the turkey, but lost electricity last night in our big snowstorm; so she brought turkey and everything to Marge’s, finished cooking there. Alice and her husband drove from northern Vermont; the storm had ended so the roads were okay. Eleven of us fit snugly around the table; a card table at one end was the children’s table, but these children are thoroughly grown up! This had to be improvised when the feast was moved from Nancy’s roomier place to Marge’s smaller apartment, but all turned out well.

    The conversation around the table was mostly about movies … you Villagers would have fit right in. I haven’t seen any movies lately but I greatly enjoy listening to the family’s opinions on them. Football was on the TV, sound was off … nobody was watching. Afterwards they played a board game … ten of them did, I preferred to look on and see what happened. Much laughing and joking over the funny answers. Marge and Dana drove me home, helped me up the driveway, now I’m at the computer. Tomorrow, daughter Pat and her husband and three children will be here. We’ll repeat the driveway trip and drive to Nancy’s if power is back on, or again to Marge’s, for leftovers and visiting.

    Mindy from Indy, the photo of you and your happy grandmother is heartwarming. Glad you posted it.

  46. Thanks for making me laugh with Arlo Gutherie and Alice’s Restaurant. Somehow I had NEVER heard that. I know who he is but somehow never connected that link.

    And thank all of you who introduced me to Youtube which I had never clicked on before. Shame on you, my family thinks I am addicted but my grandson loves grandmamma and the choo choo’s.

    And now I read and watch things I am still learning and enjoying and some I knew about and some I didn’t.

    Listening to Neil Diamond who I somehow never appreciated? Coming to America seemed appropriate to listen to today. How could I not have connected him to all the music?

    Thanks and good night, Love Jackie

  47. Good morning Villagers….

    Ya’ll are quite welcome…….Alice’s Restaurant is a Debbe tradition every Thanksgiving, I laugh and visualize at the same time…they made a movie I did not see, I didn’t want to ruin my imagination.

    Indy Mindy, you have a beautiful Grandma….treasure her. I miss mine.

    So Jackie is addicted to U Tube…..that’s not a bad thing, keeps me sane and I have found songs that I’ve not heard of in years…you should see my bookmark You Tube…the list goes on and on. Neil Diamond is good, his was the first concert I ever attended in ’72.

    Back to the hen house today……brought in the egg blocks, packed 216 cases of eggs…that’s a lot of eggs…then came home to a hearty meal of pork loin, baked taters, yams, frozen corn and green beans…….it was a very full feeling meal. Then I napped. Talked to Mom on the phone. Wished I had the energy to have made it to my sister’s house.

    Have to go into the city to cash our paychecks, and Wal-mart plaza is in my way to get to the bank….arrrgghhhh.

    Ya’ll have a blessed, leftover day….I’m taking pork loin sandwiches for lunch, with Mayonnaise 🙂

    And GR 😉 you didn’t answer my question about your appendix 🙂


  48. “Nancy was roasting the turkey, but lost electricity last night in our big snowstorm; so she brought turkey and everything to Marge’s, finished cooking there.”

    Almost 50 YA, power went out [not, I think, on TG]. But the wife next door was doing a roast, and we cooked with gas. She called my wife, “Sure!”, over she came, and all was done in time for her company to come and eat. Good couple, good neighbors, have had more troubles [not marital] than their share. I believe she and her oldest son have moved out of town. Husband died of pancreatic cancer 20+ YA.

  49. Dear Jimmy,

    Arlo’s outfit on Thursday was a hoot—1920’s film director’s knickers, stockings, vest, puffy sleeves, and beret à la California—complete with clapperboard. But I have stared at what seems to be a coin on a string and cannot understand it—nor does anyone here or at GoComics seem to have commented on it. I am afraid I must ask: Please, what is it?

  50. What happened, that post was awful.

    S/b, These are my thoughts on what it might be, then I am no expert on movies.

    Please, oh please, give us an edit button.

  51. Debbe 😉 Oh, were you inquiring as to whether I still have my vermiform appendix? I thought you were asking about an appendage. But yes, my Appendix, my Index and my Table of Contents are all still intact and attached. Hey, wait. Were you being bad when you asked that? 😉

    Happy Black Friday, everyone. You realize, of course, that it is your patriotic duty to the nation to venture forth today onto the battlefields of Commerce and, having already bought mass quantities of comestibles for yesterday, to now buy sufficient amounts of soft goods and durable goods to keep you heavily in debt until this time year, at which point the cycle will begin again. Yay, Economy!

    I see by the old InterWebNet on the computer that the White House Christmas tree is being delivered today. I’m vaguely surprised that a couple of rogue agents in the Environmental Protection Agency’s Cincinnati office did not issue a “pardon” for the tree before it was harvested.

  52. Well, the Big Meal is over, and I am pursuing my favorite Black Friday doings-having a cup of tea and eating a slice of leftover pumpkin pie. Yesterday was good. All three kids were home, and brought a few of their friends, so there was lots of laughter. Dinner was only a bit later than planned, but that’s okay. Instead of one big turkey I opted for two smaller ones, which worked well. Now the leftover carcases will become soup! And of course there is my favorite of the leftovers-a turkey sandwich with mayo and cranberry sauce. YUM!!

    Indy Mindy, I am glad you and your Grandma got to spend the day together!

    It sounds like everyone in the Village had a good Thanksgiving, no matter the traditions, and I think that’s a very good thing.

  53. My vote in the “disk dangling on a string” mystery is a monocle.

    But that is a stereotypical directorial accessory typically worn with jodphurs… and the socks would tend to rule that out… but it still might be a monocle.

  54. Aussi:

    Vendredi Noir est arrivé! Moi, je vais me rester ici chez moi. Comme je n’ai pas d’argent, c’est bien facile de décider. Ma foi, quiconque n’a pas d’argent ne doit pas visiter les magasins, n’est-ce pas?

  55. Translation:


    Black Friday is here! Me, I am going to stay here at my house. Since I have no money, it’s very easy to decide. My faith, whoever does not have any money should not visit the shops, is it not so?

  56. For several years when I was a small girl and Daddy was stationed elsewhere (Korea, I think) Mom and I were guests for Thanksgiving dinner at the base NCO club. Turkey, dressing, potatoes, green beans, gravy, rolls, and yes, Ruth Anne, pickles, olives, and celery!

    Debbe, I did listen to Arlo Guthrie yesterday, and revisited WKRP in Cincinnati, as well.


    That episode always makes me laugh until my stomach hurts, mostly because I remember the actual Lenox Square Turkey Drop that a local radio station did one year as a promotional thing. Yes, it really happened in Atlanta.

  57. It is quite curious that the commentary software will accept links from youtube, but not from another part of the A&J website, wherein one could find the celebrated “There’s just something about a peek” strip. My link to same will remain in Moderation Purgatory for centuries, it would appear…

    There is a lot more singing and dancing in the OK Go video, however. Maybe that is the clincher…

  58. I too would vote for it being a monocle. In fact, Arlo is displaying several of the quintessential cliché movie director accessories of a folding canvas chair, beret, ascot, jodhpurs, megaphone, monocle and, sometimes, a pencil-thin mustache. However, wearing knee socks in place of riding boots does make him look more like a classically attired golfer.

  59. Jean,

    Always loved that WKRP Thanksgiving episode. Calls to mind another radio station promo. Rock 103 held a bikini contest at a local mall. The catch, the mall did not get let in on, it was all prego moms to be. All contestants had to have been baking the rolls for at least six months. Seems some in Memphis were put off and the radio station was no longer welcome at the mall. Thereafter, Rock 103 did street corner spot promos during rush hours with nonprego bikini models. Morning drive time became a more enjoyable experience.

  60. It’s something like a stop watch, guys! They used to click them and say that “It’s a wrap!” Don’t know what they are called but JJ probably does. No monocle. Heck, maybe it WAS a stopwatch for timing?

    And to me it looked exactly like a classic movie’s outfit for a director!

    Love, Jackie

  61. Ruth Anne, I just happen to collect “spooners”, topless “sugars” and if I can find one, “Celerys”. Those are names for antique cut glass or pressed glass containers that were on the table in olden days.

    The hard ones to find are the “celerys” which are NOT flat as they were later when we chopped or curled it. Early “celerys” are upright and looks a lot like a vase, so you will sometimes find one in an antique store labeled as a vase. They cut the celery and put it in them upright like flowers and I suspect there was water or ice?

    By the way, I occasionally run into old fashioned restaurant(meaning nothing has been changed in 50-60 years) that still serve the olives, celery, carrot sticks, pickles in those restaurant appetizer metal compartmented thingies.

    I really enjoyed the article!

    Love, Jackie

  62. Knickers! Not jodphurs, knickers. Which are correctly worn with the hose/stockings/knee socks. Right shoes, too.

    I went back and looked and magnified it all.

  63. Geez, Jackie, I thought for second your reference to “spooners”, topless “sugars” and “Celerys” (even though “Celery’s” threw me) were a response to sand’s comment about bikini models!

    Where’s my BP medicine?

  64. Ghost, now YOU are going to make me laugh every time I see that billboard for our local Farmers’ Market. It has a stalk of celery with a bushy top in between two large red tomatoes on either side. When you come off the toll road into that curve and see it, it is already disconcerting enough.

    You go, Huh? Who/what is that supposed to be?

  65. Jackie, note the trousers and footwear. I still think knickers and knee socks say “golfer” more than “director”.


    If you google images for “cecil b demille boots”, I’ll think you’ll see that old school film directors loved them some riding boots.

    I would be afraid to comment further on your local billboard. I will say that I have seen some tomatoes that must have developed from three different close-together blooms that feature two round and one elongated fruit, connected in a rather startling configuration.

  66. Black Friday brawls reported at stores in the Houston and Atlanta areas. Rather odd behavior for people supposedly preparing for a holiday that celebrates the birth of The Prince of Peace, I’d think.

    Not as surreal, though, as viewing the lighted “Season’s Greetings” sign strung across the street in Ferguson through a fog of tear gas.

  67. Wondering if I have gremlins in my tablet or if multiple, almost identical posts will eventually show up under my name. Using the desktop now so we’ll see what happens.

    For the webcam fans among us, when nothing is happening on the OF cam, check out the cams at explore dot org. (Maybe that’s why my earlier posts disappeared?) They have quite a variety of sites from all over the world, some featuring the scenery and others focused on critters, both wild and domestic. There too the comments sections have developed several nice little communities of like-minded folks – the osprey nest fans, the Katmai bear watchers, etc. Like our village it is heart-warming to read how kind and caring people can be.

    Note to JJ – don’t even think about using the comments program that Explore has been using! They plan to replace it and for good reason.

    OK, I’m going to copy and save this in case it disappears again. Here goes!

  68. Ruth Anne, the several times my comment disappeared into ether I decided it was divine intervention and didn’t send a duplicate! I may have said something I shouldn’t I think?

  69. Antique collecting note: most really old sugar jars did not have tops with a hole for spoon (ie. modern ones) because sugar then was often in chunks (not cubes either) or coarse. The spoons were kept on top of table in a spoon jar and each person took out his own spoon to scoop out sugar if wanted.

    You can tell if one came with a lid, as there will be a rim/lip for it and the lid has probably been broken and is missing. Or it may never have had one, hence topless.

    Ghost probably has some from his grandmother I bet!

    Not bikinis! Love, Jackie

  70. About honey. Honey was kept in a fairly low square dish/jar with a lid to cover it from flies. That was because most honey in those days had honeycomb still with it and you cut it with a utensil sort of like a cake knife to serve. Although some had honey strained and that was often served in a jar taller than the sugar and had a lid to keep out bugs.

    Since we were on subject of a “poshly” set table.

    Don’t get me started on coffee, tea and cocoa pots and cups and saucers. There is a different one for each and all were fashionable.

    Love, Jackie

  71. Don’t forget the salt cellars! We don’t collect things so much as we continue to keep the things our families acquired. I have pressed glass salt dishes that were given to my grandparents (married in 1906) and the pink glass that my parents got in 1928.

  72. (no, I’ve not read any of the above…sorry)

    But, Mark,…just caught tail ending of movie Man Manter”..background music caught my ‘hear’…and now I know it’s not Knoepfle….but, have you ever heard:

  73. Ghost – I *knew* that’s what that link was before I even clicked it. Not helping – been in an over the top, hyper mood all day. Off Saturday through Monday: that doesn’t have a thing to do with it. Ha!

  74. The best price I’ve paid this week was $2.59 at a Sam’s Club in the Salt Lake City area. Today it’s down to $2.49. And those are the best prices we’ve seen since BHO took office and the prices started going up (national average in Jan 1009 was $1.69 if I remember right).

  75. Among the many items to set a “posh” table in the past were bone plates. These are not plates made of bone china but oval small plates that fitted at top of dinner plates. They were for purpose of placing the bones from your plate to the “bone plate”, like with chicken or fish I suppose.

    Knew what they were but somehow inherited two sets from Mike’s aunt when she died. Of course I no longer own a large table or dining room to seat large parties. I keep foisting stuff like this off on youngest daughter.

    Have not heard from her how the giant house party of relatives has gone. A friend of mine who knows her pretty well said he had been watching the news (he lives in same area) to see if a housewife had gone berserk and shot guests at Thanksgiving!

    Love, Jackie

  76. Without the discount, the gasoline would have been $2.389. Still nothing to sneeze at.

    Geez, Lady Mindy, whatca want? Freakin’ elevator music. 😀 Remember Dr. Ghost prescribes “Rum, p.o. PRN”.

  77. Ghost, I never would have picked you as a Rocky Horror Show fan. But then I remember you are possibly closer to my oldest daughter in age than to me. She and her friends used to go hold parties and do RHS routines, Houston ran it in a theater in the clubbing district continuously back then.

    Have been watching Oliver North doing war program on General Patton. Listened to it for awhile in office, then walked in and watched a little. Had forgotten about that conspiracy theory.

    Love, Jackie

  78. Good morning Villagers…..

    I couldn’t get out of that city fast enough yesterday……people are crazy drivers too, on Black Friday. Only stopped to get cat food and Dew’s….

    Mark, never saw the entire movie “Manhunter”, hope they run it again….Rotten tomatoes gave it 4 stars, never saw the movie “Thief” either. Clicked on your link, loved the astronomy pics….at 2:02, they show “the eye of God”……thanks

    GR 😉 a Rocky Horror pic fan, you’re not going to believe this, but I’ve never sat through the entire movie anytime…just did not get into it at that time. I knew people who could almost recite the whole move….and that was enough for me.

    Back to work…..hope Ian and Andrew fixed that bottom auger that popped out again…sheesh, wish the Boss would give it up and put in new auger…about three feeding troughs need new auger. I’ve got the two 15 year olds today….Dakota being one of them. He has a new nickname…’Skittles’….the packer spit out a tray of eggs up and flipped eggs all over the floor….his response “well ___t me a rainbow and call me Skittles”. Never heard that one before.

    Heh….ya’ll have a peaceful Caterday

  79. Debbe, I’ve never sat through Rocky Horror in a theater that ran it as a Midnight Movie, and the audience brought hot dogs (Frank Furters), rice, newspapers and squirt guns, and the lot. I do know most of the songs, though, and can do the Time Warp!

    Jackie, I have a cookbook written by Vincent Price and his wife Mary. In the introduction he mentions that when they give cocktail parties and buffet suppers they use their daughter’s silver christening cup to hold celery.

    Oh, and while we’re talking Rocky Horror and Vincent Price, he attended the opening night of the first production of The Rocky Horror Picture Show!

  80. Nor has Ghost ever watched RHPS in its entirety or seen it in a theater. I do recall some of the music, and that song popped into my head when the thought occurred to me that paying near-sub-two dollar a gallon prices for gasoline seemed almost like slipping into a time warp.

    I also recall a snatch of an interview with Barry Bostwick, who seemed to indicate that during the making of the film the cast consumed cannabis in an amount that would have equaled the annual production of a couple of northern California counties, much of it during the Time Warp scene. Somehow, that’s not surprising.

  81. emb, I believe the Book of Faces reference relates to the fact that there are now so many cutesy animal videos posted to the InterWebNets that one of a cat symply falling off a fargone couch would not make the cut.

    I once heard a comedian comment that he loved online cat videos. “What’s amazing about that,” he said, “is that i don’t even bleeping like cats.”

  82. I hope those of you who did the “Black Friday” thing were able to find significant bargains while not being trampled by galloping herds of similarly-inclined shoppers. So that makes today like, what, “Gray Saturday”? I’m still not going to get out into that fray, if I can avoid it.

    Yesterday, I read an interesting article about how and why online merchants use (and misuse) “bait-and-switch” tactics to lure you to their sites and compete for your Black Friday and Cyber Monday dollars. And no, bait-and-switch is not unlawful, as long as a few of the items advertised as loss-leaders (“Low, low prices while quantities last!”) actually exist and are sold. And “a few” can be two or three. That are gone in less than a minute.

  83. Back in the early 1960’s I worked for Sears in the interior decorating department (yes, they had them then) They seemed to have already perfected bait and switch sales long before then because we would have bed spreads “Special 19.95 Any Choice”
    except the bin would have a couple that had originally sold for more than that and a hundred that would be $15.95 at normal markups. Or less.

    So that Ghost gets a little tidbit, back in those days we had to wear black dresses or black skirts, high heels and hose to work every day. That included stocking those darned bed spreads and the warehouses in back of department were up to three “floors” high which meant some tall ladders in tight skirts. No warehouse men!

    In garter belts, panty hose really hadn’t come on the scene.

    Love, Jackie

  84. About Rocky Horror Show, I watched the youube clips after Ghost posted and realized it was Tim Curry in the corset. Oh my! Not that he wasn’t good, he was. But I hadn’t thought about that movie since the 1980’s when daughter and her friends took part and a lot of my gay friends did too. Very cultish thing.

    The Tim Curry I was familiar with was his later years as he’d aged a little and did things like Muppet Treasure Island. My daughter’s second husband kept reminding me of someone I thought I knew until I realized he looked exactly like Tim Curry with beard, etc.

    Never in a million years did I connect him with THAT Tim Curry! I am not going there. I will ask younger daughter who agreed he looked and sounded like Tim Curry, however!! Ha!

    Love, Jackie

  85. The scoop: “Gustave Caillebotte (August 19, 1848-February 21, 1894), was a French painter, member and patron* of the group of artists known as Impressionists, though he painted in a much more realistic manner than many other artists in the group.” *Came from a well-to-do family, country estate and all that.

    He did some still-lifes, but most in a more impressionistic manner than in the items on the dressing table in “Woman at her dressing table.” No indication that’s his wife. I’d like to see more of his still-lifes in that style, but didn’t want to go through 244 prints..

    I’m guessing his most famous work is “Paris street in the rain”: Man + woman approaching, she hanging onto his umbrella-holding arm, several avenues/streets converging in background, well-rendered wet cobblestones.

  86. Woke up with fuzzy gray cat fur on my face and Ashes across my chest, the 10# guard dog was on my stomach cuddled up with cat. Large orange cat alongside leg.

  87. Ah, Jackie, those were the days. Tight skirts, stockings and high heels. One of the things that keeps me going is the knowledge that many of women’s fashions are cyclical. So if I live long enough, those may well reappear. Except, I hope for pantyhose, which are an affront to man and nature.

    Had I been old enough, I would have gladly volunteered to come in on Saturdays and help you ladies in the warehouse. 😉

  88. Skirts really were tight and skinny, hard to walk in and get up on a curb or in a car, forget ladders. And big trick was to keep the garter belt clips from showing through skirt fabric.

    I swore I was not going to mention 9CL again but it shows on Yahoo with other comics in summary. She had a gun stuck in a garter belt top on her leg while being shot by firing squad and I want to know how they missed finding that? No holster, just gun in garter belt.

    Obviously the artist has no knowledge of guns and garter belts.
    That gun wouldn’t have stayed there for a minute before it fell out.

    Love, Jackie

  89. I just returned from the post office via one of the oldest residential streets in the city. Hearing the contents of my glove box bouncing merrily up and down as I traveled the washboard pavement of one of the busiest thoroughfares in the city reminded me of reading that the City is about to undertake a resurfacing project (once they replace the 100+ year old water and sewer lines that underlie the street’s surface). The article also mentioned that one of the reasons the pavement has been so difficult to maintain over the years is the presence under it of the tracks, ties and concrete structures of the city’s early twentieth century trolley car line. Yep, the sleepy little southern town that existed here a hundred years ago had a public mass transit system.

    That in turn reminded me of an elderly gentleman (now deceased) I met shortly after moving here. He told me that one of the lines had run to another town about eight miles south of here. During the summer, he would pack a lunch, board the trolley in the morning with his dog (the fare was 5 cents; the dog rode for free) and have the motorman let him off halfway between towns. He and his dog would then tramp through and explore the piney woods until late afternoon, when they would return to the track, flag down the next passing trolley and return home. It must have truly been a golden age in which to be a 10-year-old boy in the summertime.

    Then it occurred to me that, today, letting your child do something like that would probably result in you being charged with child neglect/abuse.

    That in return reminded me of when I was that age and, along with some of my classmates, proudly wore my Cub Scout uniform to school on the days when we had den meetings after school. Part of the uniform was a multi-blade Cub Scout knife that dangled from a clip that hung from my belt. No one at school even batted an eye at that. I can only imagine the official pearl-clutching and swooning that would occur if that had been present-day times. I’d likely have been expelled forever and, instead of sitting in my home using a computer right now, I’d probably be asking a customer, “You want fries with that burger?”

  90. Cats do not always land on their feet. I once saw Elvis roll over in his sleep and fall off of the window sill with a significant thump. Of course he claimed that he did it on purpose. Thanksgiving was outstanding. It was just my wife and myself at my mother’s house, but I’ve had holidays with just me, myself and I so this was great. It gave me a chance to ask my mother about some things that I had never asked her and I found out things such as she was born at home, how she met my father and so forth. I’m really glad I did it because this Thanksgiving could well be her last. The list of things to be thankful for from a couple of days ago was outstanding. A great football Saturday. Good luck to your teams. Re holiday spending- I don’t know who said it but “A good economy is when we buy things that we can’t afford and a recession is when we stop.”

  91. Ghost – I seem to remember my parents talking about riding the trolley in Jacksonville, Florida, in their youth (1st quarter of 20th century). By the early 1950s my grandfather was riding the bus to get to work. Don’t know if they ever owned a car.

    There have been several articles lately about how young people today are choosing to not own cars but prefer to live near where they work and/or use public transportation. I’m hoping they will get more involved politically and push for expansion/improvement of the latter so that all of us aging baby boomers might be able to get around without driving when we reach the point when we either can’t or shouldn’t drive.

  92. When we lived, worked in both New Orleans and Honolulu I did not drive but rode street cars, buses or walked. Mike was in sales or college on other side of Oahu or worked over mountains. But my job and office were close enough to not drive. I really liked that. In case of Honolulu, my office was in FAA building and I lived next door. Loved that!

    Office in NO was at Federal Building and I got on street car and rode down St. Charles to house in Garden District or in French Quarter when we lived there.

    Have been dredging up my memory and I seem to recall the town of Monroe, LA which is where I moved mom from, having street cars perhaps when I was very young? I don’t remember them in my teens or college years. By then there was no public transportation worth calling it that.

    Love, Jackie

  93. Amen, Ruth Anne. When I was a teenage boy, I couldn’t wait to own a car. Now, owning one is a major expense and a pain in the derriere as well. I wish there was a viable alternative, at least for local and medium distance travel. And yes, transportation is a real issue for the elderly. What good is Medicare coverage if you have no way to get to a doctor’s office?

    I’ve read that in pre-WWII days, one could buy a token for a commuter train in New York City, and by getting transfer tokens from one line to another, ride all the way to Philadelphia for 10 or 15 cents.

  94. Jackie: Spent several weeks at an uncle and aunt’s home in the summer [of all times] of ’43 in Monroe. Don’t remember streetcars in Monroe, just heat and biting my tongue when people started to talk race. Also learned / Cajun cooking in Laplace, toned down for me, came to appreciate it later, ’73, with wife and two of our three kids.

    Sent the above you tube thing to a group and got this back from younger son. Several years earlier, less expensive to do. Will send it also to some therapists where I work out.


    Long before my time at Cornell [’47-’51], a streetcar line ran from Ithaca, NY to Rochester[? I think].

    Peace, emb

  95. Yeah, Martine is like Jason in “Friday the 13th”, isn’t she? Just can’t seem to kill her. Ike could have apparently saved a lot of casualties and expense by just shipping her about 400,000 rounds of 9mm Parabellum ammo for her Luger and turning her loose on the Wehrmacht. No, 410,000 rounds…I forgot that she provides her own anti-aircraft support.

    The Brits call garter belts “suspenders”. Not sure what the French call them.

  96. Public transportation is a real problem in the part of Appalachia I live in. Once in the back areas there is nothing if you don’t drive, and most of the small grocery stores and shops are long gone. Walking and bicycling is taking a risk of getting run over, and still a long stretch to shopping, Drs, etc.. Unless you move into town you need to be able to drive.

  97. Not all public transportation is worth using. To use the bus system here to go to my job, just 3.3 miles away by car and about a 15 to 20 minute drive depending on traffic lights, requires walking 1.03 miles plus 30 minutes on the two buses (yep, there’s a transfer). We cannot use the buses/trains to get to my MIL at her nursing center or my SIL’s home in a decent amount of time… 2.5 hours in transit plus a 1.5 mile work to the center and a 2.23 mile walk to the house.

    When I worked for Oracle in 1995 in the SF Bay area public transit was a joy!

  98. My mom was still driving at 90 with early dementia and bad vision. She was living over 20 miles from nearest town in country with nothing between, not even a rural store. Of course, she was driving far greater distances daily.

    I joke that had I known (or thought) I would not be living over 100 miles south of Tulsa and most of our medical appointments.
    We do have shopping and stores and even doctors and dentists in our little town, however. There is some bus services available sort of like a taxi, you make an appointment or call for the mini-bus, but I am not certain they come as far as where I am, as I am actually just inside county line of another county!

    Public transportation needs to be available in some form all over our country. Living in Houston for over 25 years the sheer numbers of automobiles on road was mind boggling.

    Love, Jackie

  99. And if they were on public transportation, all the “distracted drivers” would not be causing accidents. You could talk, text, do makeup, etc safely. Too bad there are not enough good, useful public transportation routes. The only decent bus service in Tuscaloosa is that run by the University of Alabama on-campus for the students. It works because they have a very limited area of operations.

    Our city bus system is inadequate to the needs of the people here, with too few buses running on banker’s hours during the week and no weekend service at all.

  100. Prague, Czech Rep., has about the population of Mpls/St. Paul. It has 4 subway lines. The Twin Cities have 2 light rail lines, one just opened last fall, the other maybe 10 years old now. They had real trolleys [with rails] when we came in ’58, but tore them out within a few years.

    I had a potential post retirement gig at a UCC suburban seminary in the mid ’90s, and a free apt. courtesy of the UMC. Didn’t pan out, but I would either have had to drive expressways at ghastly mph. [and leave wife w/out a car] or transfer at a bus stop with more than a half hour wait.

    D.C. has a lovely subway system, but the stations are much farther apart than NYC’s much older system.

    Ruth Anne: “. . . young people today are choosing to not own cars but prefer to live near where they work and/or use public transportation. I’m hoping they will get more involved politically and push for expansion/improvement of the latter so that all of us aging baby boomers might be able to get around without driving when we reach the point when we either can’t or shouldn’t drive.”

    When you think of the moneyed interests that benefit from our dependence on cars, what chance is there that “expansion/improvement of the latter” will happen, at least if it involves Congress? I believe we still have pennies because one congressman [pretty sure it’s male and have no idea which party] represents a district where most of the zinc[?] for the pennies is mined.

  101. Ghost, my cheat materials say the French call them “jarretelles,” with garter belts being “porte-jarretelles.” Oo la la.

    We call them “underwear,” the Brits call them “pants.” We call them “panties,” the Brits call them “knickers.” We call them “pants,” the Brits call them “trousers.” Hilarity often ensues, especially if one observes that Arlo was wearing knickers instead of jodphurs.

  102. Porte-jarretelles. Yeah, that sounds at least vaguely racy. More so than “garter belt”, which somehow makes me think of part of an assembly on a piece of agriculture machinery.

  103. It comes from “garters” which I believe both men and women wore once upon a time to hold up hose/stockings for men and women. Remember, “Knights of the Garter”?

    So when they invented a way to hold up the hose around the waist it became a “belt” like in men’s belts for trousers. Now I am getting myself confused. Do you think men ever wore garter belts?

    I watched a fascinating historical show on PBS probably about underwear and how it was worn but it was a long time ago.

    Love, Jackie

  104. So, I went to wiki and found out men did wear garter belts and other forms of hose support, including garters. And I forgot that the men wore sleeve garters as well, as in gamblers?

    But the garter belt concealed carry holsters are a whole lot more functional than just sticking your gun in a piece of elastic, as I suspected. Now this may be erotic to some of us?

    Love, Jackie

  105. I’d think that men’s sock garters (worn around the calves of the legs) became unnecessary when socks with elastic tops became common. Garter belts served the same purpose for women’s stockings, of course, until rolled garters arrived on the scene, and then progressed to self-supporting stockings and (evil) pantyhose. Stockings of any sort seem so rare today that I don’t know if (evil) pantyhose have pretty much replaced individual stockings, or not. Garter belts, I’m sure, are now used exclusively for their erotic appeal. (Not that I’ve studied the subject, or even given it much thought, of course.)

    Sleeve garters were used by bookkeepers (see Bob Cratchit in any production of “A Christmas Carol”) and others who wrote using quill pens and kept their shirt cuffs pulled up to prevent them from becoming ink-stained. Professional gamblers and casino dealers perhaps wore them less by choice than at the insistence of the other card players, to minimize the practice of cheating by pulling cards out of sleeves.

  106. Glorious Sunday morning Village!

    Jimmy, love the Sunday funny, thanks. I see that occasional mother out and about who tries dressing like her teenage daughter. Very few can care it off, thirty years changes the body.

  107. Considering all the walking Janis does, I’m sure her calves and thighs are shapely enough for her to wear her skirts as short as she likes. Although perhaps not as short as Arlo would like.

  108. Stop making my thoughts go Symply Fargone….always had a thing for the Benny Hill shows and Jerry Lewis movies et maintenant je trouve que la cause est les porte jarratelles! Mince alors! Ca gen.

    a la procahine fois mes amis.

  109. Jimmy, I was really pulling for them Tigers last night. I was hoping that Alabama would try a late field goal that Auburn could have run back 109 yds for a 28 point touchdown, but sadly it did not happen.

    I live in Michigan but am not a um fan. My Dad was born and raised in Ohio and I was not a Buckeye fan either. As a matter of fact, I really dislike both teams When OSU’s QB Barrett was tackled awkwardly and broke his ankle, I was really impressed with Mich’s QB kneeling next to Barrett and telling him that he was praying for him. Fans can be brutal and frankly I dislike all of the chest bumping and trash talking. They need to look at that picture and realize what athletics is all about.


  110. I’m with ghost in the opinion that pantyhose is an evil! However, I carry that on to include garter belts – singularly unappealing to me.

    New York City transportation: When I was a kid (’40s), fares were still in cash for most modes. A little later, tokens were used, said tokens to have been purchased earlier…perhaps to minimize some reasons for hold-ups? Transfers between various lines were often available in the form of little slips of paper torn from a pad about 1.5″ x 4″. I have no memory of transfers in the format of tokens, but maybe that was done in earlier times. As to getting all the way to Philadelphia, I really doubt it. The transfers were for switching between the various carriers within the city, to the best of my knowledge.

    I am aware of interurban rail lines existing (mainly earlier?) in different parts of the country, and I’d think there must have been such a connection between NYC and Phila. Whether or not the intracity lines were involved, I cannot say. Maybe eMb recalls things a decade earlier than I.

  111. Enjoyed reading about the Order of the Garter and all the pomp that goes along. Explanation of the fluffy white feathered hat and the robes and accompanying bling was most educational. The amount of gold in the “necklace” they wear was impressive. And they have to give it all back upon death.

    Made me wonder if they then melt it down and make new golden insignia for the replacement knights or if they reuse the returned medals? Or if the returned medals are kept historically?

    Things we learn here are diverse and interesting. Like the people in the Village.

    Last night I was trying to show my mom Google maps from the air of the parish she is from and the property our family owns. I don’t think she quite caught how “miraculous” it was to be able to “drive” down a highway and see houses, fields where the rows are clearly plowed, cars parked in yards and even trash thrown out in yards.

    I think she still thinks of computers and the internet as a way to write to people?

    Just one use. Love, Jackie

  112. Ever get the feeling the Village stays a step or two ahead of the World? First thing I saw online this morning was the latest totally unnecessary political hubbub involving short skirts and the White House turkey pardoning ceremony. Gimme a break.

    At least we can discuss things here with civility and a modicum of humor.

  113. That thought passes through my brain and out the other side frequently Ghost. Don’t think I would voluntarily discuss a lot of this around where I live!

    We are civil and polite and often funny. Heck, there seem to be a few people like that over on TDS. It is who Jimmy attracts of course.

  114. Some of the Village People (wait, that didn’t come out right) show up on TDS from time to time. And of the others, the majority seem to be people who would fit in here just fine. There is sometimes a lower signal-to-noise ratio over there, however.

  115. It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
    It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.

    They have everything for you men to enjoy,
    You can hang out with all the boys …

    It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
    It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.


  116. Debbe, since you have D*** satellite, if you have the MGM channel you might be able to catch Thief there. They have been showing it pretty often lately. It was even on around 9am CST this morning.

    Jackie, Google maps are great and Google Earth is even better since it lets you see under the sea and into outer space.

  117. You all know I come from Louisiana, a state not known for decorum among our politicians. In my teens we had our Singing Cowboy governor, Jimmy Davis of “You Are My Sunshine” which I had to live down, as I was in school elsewhere. I am someway related to Cousin Huey and Uncle Earl, as I am to anyone from the parish of Winn.

    Who honestly cares about decorum in our politicians or their families? Jimmy Carter and Bill Clinton had embarrassing families and didn’t do badly on their own!

    Not to single out any one party, the Reagans had their share too.

    So, among things we might criticize, how teenagers dress or roll their eyes in embarrassment , hardly seems worth discussing!

    Let people wear what they like, they seem to be doing that anyway. Or not wear, which seems equally displayed!

    Love, Jackie

  118. We sometimes use the satellite maps to try to figure out sailing routes along Texas and Florida coasts in the shallow coastal waters. The funny part is the sand bars and water depths change between when they photograph the shore and when you are using it. But the really tech savvy can allow for time lapses, etc. and pick out specific boats and distances, who was in what sector, etc. Maybe they have served in military?

    One night in a sleep deprived daze, Mike and his partner ended up in some channels that ran through a subdivision full of piers behind houses. That was when I discovered you could see garbage cans, mail boxes and small items in yards!

    I do consider being able to talk to you in Tuscaloosa as miraculous as Google maps. Your library in Tuscaloosa that you were mentioning as historic is haunted, by the way.

    Love, Jackie

  119. We know Janis’s legs are shapely from the drawing of her lazying in the boat with Arlo at the tiller.

    Latest from the OF site: “Predictions will resume when the Visitor Education Center reopens on December 15, 2014.”

    Peace, emb

  120. Strange, I was just reading about Yellowstone in winter and seeing Old Faithful erupting in a snow storm. According to the author, going there in winter is the best time of all. It is something I have wanted to do all my life.

  121. Is she back? Possibly. Which leads to another perhaps complicated idea. Is there a way to link name to email address so that one person cannot post under another’s name?

  122. As best as I can tell the First Daughters were caught in the act of acting like teens. Hey, guess what…they *are* teens. And no matter how you might feel about the matter personally, is that really what congressional staffers should be wasting their time on while on the public payroll?

    Sadly, many are probably wasting their time and our money on even less important things.

    OK, sand, now do the chorus from “In the Navy”. 🙂

    I understand some brass in the USN’s head shed wanted to use that song in a recruiting commercial until someone on his staff had a talk with him. Of course, that was back in the days of DA-DT. Probably wouldn’t even be an issue now.

  123. She whose name cannot be mentioned hasn’t surfaced that I know of but on the websites I monitor you can tell when one checks in/posts and computer/program will send the offending email over to moderator to allow/disallow. Don’t know if JJ’s program does or not?

    Hope no one suspects me! I will link anyone suspicious to a dozen
    or more websites where I own or moderate or write for. Some have photos, unfortunately!

    Love, Jackie

  124. This request goes to a certain av8tar down near Biloxi.
    Keep them wings level, and the wheels out of the trees.

    In the navy
    Yes, you can sail the seven seas
    In the navy
    Yes, you can put your mind at ease
    In the navy
    Come on be bold and make a stand
    In the navy, in the navy
    Can’t you see we need a hand
    In the navy
    Come protect the motherland
    In the navy
    Come on and join your fellow man
    In the navy
    Come on be bold and make a stand

  125. Re-read Ghosts comments on hose. I am pretty certain you can still buy them, not just panty hose. I hate panty hose too, even when I was thin/small they NEVER fit me. And they ran runs like crazy. I am so old I wore hose when they had seams and you had to keep them straight on back of leg. I was so excited when they came out with seamless hose. But they also had toes and heels back then, so finding them for sandal type heels or toeless heels was hard to do.

    Anyone else among us remember REAL hose?

  126. Yep, Jackie. I was young, but I clearly recall stockings with seams. Nearly as I can figure, I’m several years your senior, so that’s not surprising.

  127. You may not believe me but I have done that but for totally different reasons! The dress code for my boarding school and BOTH colleges I attended said that females could NOT have bare legs, meaning we had to wear knee socks or hose with skirts at all times. No slacks, shorts or pants of any sort were allowed, just dresses and skirts.

    Female deans and administration would actually come feel your legs if they thought they were bare. Sometimes we wouldn’t have hose to wear and we would do this to try and fool teachers that we had on hose. They unfortunately were onto this trick and seldom fell for it!

    This sounds goofy even to me today but I have changed into slacks/pants/shorts many a time in back seats of cars. Of course, if you got caught you could be expelled. Isn’t that silly?

    Love, Jackie

  128. As I heard it, “nylon” was so named because it was developed as the result of joint research done by teams working in New York and London. A wag said it was a good thing the research was not performed in Pittsburgh and Liverpool, else ladies would now be wearing sheer “pitlivers” on their legs.

    I believe that if more of sand’s parachute landings had been on his feet, and fewer on his head, he would remember that those “snap crotch thingies” were called leotards. 🙂 And yes, Ghost does have some stories about them, too.

    And so, I would imagine, does Jackie. 😉

  129. They were actually on underwear for holding up hose too, Ghost.
    Not hard to undo but bloody heck to fasten them! Not convenient for bodily functions, either. I think they can still be purchased, as part of sort of a unitard, bra and underwear all in one. They came in useful for clothing that had plunging backs, plunging fronts, that sort of dresses. Remember when women actually got dressed up in cocktail or evening clothes? It seems a lifetime ago.

    Wait, it was!

  130. At one point, leotard tops were popular for female wear with very tight jeans. Worked well for those with the right figure. Stylish women still own at least one LBD, or so my theory goes, anyway.

    Jackie, I think I’ve mentioned (or we discussed) this commercial here previously, but it is still one of my favorites.


  131. GR6, always made ground contact feet first. Ground pounding just requires less gray matter and larger cajones. Besides the ladies never notice the former once they’ve been introduced to the latter.

    Airborne, Airborne.
    Gotta go, gonna go Airborne!

    Gonna be an Airborne Ranger.
    Lead a life of guts and danger.

    Airborne, Airborne.
    Gotta go, gonna go Airborne!

    Never heard any snappy Jody calls from you fly by boys.

  132. Jackie, look up a website called Secrets in Lace. Won’t post link due to the photos, which are not safe for work. I’ve said it before and will now repeat, it’s amazing what you can find on the internet.

  133. +1F now, wind chill -20. Low tonight -18 to -20*, hi Mon. +6, low -2. Thankful for warm house, triple pane windows, +67/68 day, 64 night. * Lowest predicted so far this winter.

    Peace, emb

  134. Gentlemen, leotards are what dancers wear, and do not have snap crotches. i think what y’all are thinking about were called “body-shirts” and similar to leotards, but had snaps. They were great to wear with skirts or slim jeans when you didn’t want to worry about the ends coming untucked. I used to have several of them, and while they were useful in some ways they weren’t in others. Getting them unsnapped in time when Nature called was a problem, as was getting them resnapped afterwards. I know…TMI. 😉

  135. When I started college, “physical education” was required for all the girls. One part of it … you could choose various classes, but the popular ones filled up fast … was sort of exercises, dance routines etc. Everyone had to buy a leotard for the routines, and it was kind of nice, black, tight, with a scoop neck, very flattering I thought. I still have mine! I used to wear it sometimes after college with a skirt, as Jean describes.

    Thank goodness I didn’t have to wear any of that stuff that Jackie tells us of so realistically! College girls didn’t wear pants here in NH, but the hose and so on — no way! I did have to wear nylons to church when I was living at home, but gave up the church and pretty much the nylons when I was seventeen and went to NH University. Have been comfortable and happy ever since.

  136. Charlotte, I am telling you, I was the first woman that anyone knew of that made the collegiate national livestock judging team.
    Me and 999 men. That is probably an exaggeration of the men.

    Anyway, I had to wear the approved by Dean of Women Agnes Roth uniform for women representing the university which was a white silk blouse with a big bow neckline, a black crepe shift dress, black high heel pumps and hose. Real nylons held up by a dang garter belt, probably black, for Ghost’s imagination.

    And I had to stomp around the Ft. Worth Livestock show in this rig including the high heels and hose in the cow poop and dirt. There is special dirt they bring in for livestock shows to make it deeper even.

    The Dean of Women did not like me. Never did. I think they named the alumni house after her. I won’t admit I am an alumni or send contributions.

    The no bare legs rule seemed so stupid to me but they also had a no bare feet/no socks rule for men and no shorts, so equal dress rules.

    Love, Jackie

  137. Did someone say “black garter belt”?

    Jean dear, I did indeed mean “body-shirts”, the ones with snaps at a strategic location, when I said “leotards”. (See my 6:44 PM comment.) The story I can’t tell is related to a time the snaps holding together the lower part of a very stretchy upper garment came unsnapped. I suspect you can guess, as those teaser commercials on TV say, “What happens next”. 😉

  138. Jackie,

    I’ve noted before that I don’t go to eateries or events that require ‘proper attire,’ or I get them to change it. I will don cap and gown for academic assemblies, but with a turtleneck, no tie, and grey Velcro tennies.

    Peace, emb

  139. I hadn’t thought of a “unitard” in years. Back in the day, when high-impact aerobic exercise was a thing, I attended an hour-long class, three times a week, for over three years. (You can’t imagine how tough it was to have to drag myself to class, where I was the only male in a class with a dozen or more cute, toned and scantily-clad young females. But somehow, I persevered. And got in the best physical condition of my life.) At one point, the instructor, an awesomely fit young lady who stood about 5’2″ (and, I feel quite sure, could run a Navy SEAL into a sandy beach), switched from a leotard over tights to a unitard. It was the first one I had ever seen in real life, and I was, for lack of a better word, enthralled by the results.

    I always positioned myself on the front row, leading the rest of the class to think I was being a gentleman by not looking at their butts while they exercised. But I did have something of an ulterior motive. Did I mention that the instructor was awesomely fit?

  140. With all the truly horrific events of our world, the Village is truly a haven to smile and laugh a little. And be a tiny bit outrageous at times.

    Good night and love, Jackie

  141. I could say something about Janis’s coffee pot, but it would be wrong on so many levels.

    Looks like the change to short skirts didn’t last long.

  142. Good morning Villagers…..

    GR 😉 chicken 🙂 growing up, we had a cookie jar with the chicken (hen) as the top and the nest was the cookie jar….loved that cookie jar.

    Mark, no I hadn’t heard of FM before, but I did bookmark that song. While I was MIA yesterday, had the TV on and I wanted the remote control to see if we had the Blockbuster Package, I said I wanted to see “Manhunter’, my husband teased me and said all I wanted to do was hear the music. I think we have MGM, if I can ever get the remote away from my husband.

    We watched a movie about The Andersonville Civil War POW camp….it was horrendous, the conditions. My husband and BIL said that there was a camp in northern Illinois that was probably worse because of the wintery conditions there.

    Jean, I had a couple of those tops too. And snapping them was a challenge when one was in a hurry…to do whatever 🙂

    ya’ll have a blessed day

  143. Ghost, somehow in your comment about aerobics class I first read that you perverted for three years… After a double-take I correctly read “persevered.” 🙂

  144. Debbe, that would be Camp Chase, I think. And keep in mind that a large part of the problems with the Southern camps was of Union making. On the one hand they blockaded the Southern ports and made it very difficult to obtain anything that could not be made here, including medicines. On the other hand, they refused to exchange prisoners to create a greater burden on Southern resources.

  145. David, I suppose one could make some kind of a case that I was three years a persistent pervert…if one really cared to do so. 🙂

    Did I mention that my instructor was awesomely fit?

  146. GR6: That’s really what keeps me going to the gym instead of finding ways to exercise effectively at home… plus they have machines that allow me to work on muscle groups without triggering my sciatica.

  147. Good morning, haven’t read weather report but it is colder I know. At least the freezing rain and ice did not materialize. There are times it is good the whether people are wrong.

    Glad to see you Debbe, I am beginning to worry anytime anyone goes missing! Ditto Jerry, Mindy, David and anyone else I didn’t mention! I said in the past I’d go “Oh, six feet of snow in New York?” Now I worry about if any of you are under it!

    About the tea cozy, I wondered if everyone would figure it out? I get the comics an hour earlier than Go Comics for some strange reason on Yahoo, so I went to bed wondering if all would figure out what it was. It is a good one, Jimmy.

    Love, Jackie

  148. sand: Thanks. Wife used to watch ‘Night court’, but I saw only glimpses if down basement for something else, so I did a search. Basically seems a likeable character; they’d have to add a geezer component for me to play the part, but his nuttiness fits. emb

  149. Late to the discussion, but those snaps-down-there shirts were also called “body suits”. If you had a long torso, they were torture!

  150. side: Sorry, meant you not sand. And yes, that teapot was appropriately ghastly. We own/owned a few gruesomes like that. Peace, emb

    P.S. OF is socked in.

  151. Jimmy,
    I know what you mean. I still code my websites like it’s the late 1990s using very simple HTML, with only occasional snippets of more modern code if I can figure out how to work it in as needed. Most modern websites are a mess of new fangled stuff under the hood, it’s to the point that you have to live and breathe that stuff to know how it all works.

  152. I may have told the anecdote about wearing one of these things with snaps in crotch, with a button up body suit one piece pants suit over it. Very time consuming to get into or out of. Had plunging button up top, so the undershirt part was essential.

    Asked to use the bathroom at one of my customers, off limits to public, so I don’t lock door and proceed to disrobe. I look up from my seat just in time to see Chuckles the Clown tear into bathroom ripping off his clown suit like Superman in the phone booth.

    Then he turned around. I have to say Chuckles didn’t need to pad his clown suit and should never have worn Speedo underwear.

    Oh, he was there tying balloons for the children. Still gives me nightmares!

    Love, Jackie

    Love, Jackie

  153. I understand that 13,000 prisoners died at Andersonville. Could they not have used prisoner labor to obtain lumber and at least build some shelter from the weather? The prisoner in the picture that I saw last night looked much worst than anything from a WWII concentration camp.

  154. How wonderful, in this holiday season, that the Village come come together in common and deeply-held beliefs; to wit, pantyhose are evil and body shirts are not much better.

    No, Jackie, you’ve not told that anecdote; if you had, I assure you I would remember. 😉

  155. You know what? I ain’t gonna fight that war. The Civil War was wrong all the way, wrong for the North, wrong for the South, wrong for the slaves it freed, wrong for the dead and wounded, wrong for the civilians, wrong for the prisoners of war.

    There is nothing any of us can do to change that nor the resulting chaos that followed. Just try to remember to never go that way again.

    While working on genealogy during Mike’s illness this week I sat here and read tax records and census reports on my home parish in Louisiana. It went from being the wealthiest in the entire South to being the poorest in the entire United States, almost overnight from what I could see.

    Love, Jackie

  156. Dear Jackie, your stories about what you had to wear in your college days boggle my mind. Especially what you had to wear for the cattle judging — it just leaves me speechless!

    What you wrote about the Civil War shows your great wisdom and humanity. I agree completely.

  157. Even in high school, I had classmates I couldn’t convince that the Civil War was over.

    Roberta X, a blogger I follow, just commented about reprioritizing her daily life, one of her resolutions being to spend “way less time on politics: most of the time, all the political stuff does is get you riled up with nothing to do about it”. That’s pretty much the same decision I reached a few months ago when I cut my consumption of television “news product” to near zero.

    However, I’ve recently found that consumption to be creeping upwards, and so, at the risk of becoming an actual news media hermit, it’s time to pull a few more plugs, including those connected to their online counterparts. But I’m not too worried about the hermit part…there are still a fair number of people online who can actually think and write intelligibly about their thoughts. I just need to be more selective.

  158. Pop Quiz:

    It’s obvious that the local/state/federal government needs to buy product X for wonderful, noble purpose Y. At which level of government do you think the purchasing agent will find the best bargain (value for $) with the taxpayers’ money? At which level do you think product X is most likely to be inferior to what you can buy at store Z in your town and to cost several times more?

    Your answer will demonstrate your understanding of government and economics.

  159. 2.764 X – 0.38 Y = Y^6 + (1.25X)/ e^11

    The product is also on aisle 24 at Walmart, althought Carrie Walton Penner wants her father to pull the product.


  160. sand, didn’t you mean 2.764 * (– 0.38Y) = (Y6 + 1.25X) / 11n [where n is not equal to any multiple of Y] ?

    Jackie, check that for us, please.

  161. Cannot imagine that you two were some of the geeky guys who stood at the blackboard writing this stuff and trying to stump each other!

    The pre-computer equivalent of todays’ computer gamers probably?

    Love, Jackie

  162. Having worked for the agency that during my period of employment won the Golden Fleece award for five consecutive years (I did nothing to contribute to their achievement) I can believe anything of bureaucracy. Nothing an employee can do can change anything, much less any of their constituents.

  163. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Fleece_Award

    I would note he made this award to some programs that proved to be of great worth ultimately and he is reputed to have harmed science. Also, claiming to have received this award from Senator Proxmire, were you with the government, was akin to claiming your college had been picked by Playboy as the ultimate party school in America.

    Love, Jackie

  164. Dang. Several years ago, I had a great idea for a research project that would occupy me when I retired, and I thought there’d be no problem obtaining a government grant to finance the study. Now I see, from the Golden Fleece link Jackie posted, that someone beat me to it: “The Federal Aviation Administration was named for spending $57,800 on a study of the physical measurements of 432 airline stewardesses, paying special attention to the ‘length of the buttocks’ and how their knees were arranged when they were seated.”

    Gee thanks, Jackie, for destroying my dream. And I’d already started compiling a list of study subjects, too.

  165. Yep, realized that when I read that particular item. You had not mentioned ever working for the FAA, Ghost, so I knew you weren’t the one getting to measure butts.

    How about the one with the measurement implements for men?
    Did size count?

    Love, Jackie

  166. Gosh, I miss that show! Some of best ensemble acting there ever was, great comedy and actors.

    Janis has changed her perfume. Arlo noticed. Sorry for the spoiler on the strip today. I am off to bed with the 10# faithful dog and four cats. Who will be meowing for some canned food with gravy, lick the gravy off the meat and leave the rest for dog.

    It is in 20’s here tonight, a four cat and a dog night.

    Love, Jackie

  167. And I’d have had a head start on the study, as I’ve already spent years observing “how (females’) knees were arranged when they were seated”.

    For a Gubermint Agency, in my experience, the FAA wasn’t half bad, at least not back in the day and at the GADO level.

  168. Good morning Villagers….

    GR 😉 I watched that movie last night!!! (Guess who got to the remote first?) It too is a favorite, I love the song Ray Charles (I think it’s him) sings in the song…will U Tube it.

    Mark, thanks for the links. Never studied the Civil War….I’m like Jackie on that subject…..my husband was in control of the remote that day and he is a history fanatic. He loves the History Channel, Investigative Discovery channel…..and so on.

    Ian and Andrew went shopping last night….on The Boss’s $$. They bought me a new flashlight…1,050 lumen….I’m excited, nothing will escape me now…”bring me your dead”

    My husband and BIL are babysitting Kyler today…..this should be interesting.

    Gotta go…going in early, I’ve got a water leak to find among those 50,000 plus cages, water consumption went up 600 gallons in one day…so there’s a leak. Hint…look for wet hens 🙂

    Ya’ll have a blessed day

    today’s grin: http://cheezburger.com/8252307968

  169. Re: Bill Proxmire…he could be a bit of a jerk. At one time, I worked in an industry that he decided to “improve”, but with legislation rather than an “Award”. And if it had been up to him, the US would never had had a space program.

  170. Actually I thought Proxmire was a jerk too, Ghost. One of reasons he was down on my agency I think was because he often stuck his nose in for compensation awards to constituents of questionable validity. I am not saying we were not inefficient or that our employees tried very hard to be more efficient but often the reason congressmen became involved was they owed favors to someone.

    As “Special” (interpretation: log jam shover) I was often the one being called by the aides. Aides being underlings, are often more obnoxious than their bosses.

    The FAA and its eyes, the air traffic controllers, do an amazing job
    actually. Burn out used to occur at an early age, some locations like Chicago and Atlanta were notorious.

    Good morning and love, Jackie

  171. Ghost, have you ever looked at a flock of hens out in a chicken yard in pouring rain with no where to go? They LOOK incredibly unhappy, hence the expression I think.

  172. File this under happy stories. I once had a boss who sent me to her supervisor in hopes that they would fire me. We had a nice talk after which they never bothered me again, but my boss was fired.

  173. Remember a few days ago when we were talking about bayonets and how often does one get used to attack people? Well, there is a road rage article on Yahoo this morning where a driver used one in upstate NY to attack another driver!

    Never say never.

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