Is there any other kind?

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I’m running late today, but I am here! The above A&J from five years ago is a good example of something I mention here rather often. Regardless of what one thinks of the joke itself, it’s a good example of the essential comic strip, one where the words and the art are equally important. Take one away, and the other doesn’t work. No less than Charles Schulz said, it is what makes a comic strip a comic strip.

461 responses to “Is there any other kind?”

  1. What more would we expect from Arlo, Janis and Jimmy? Today’s strip totally touched me. I came into a family of my stepdad’s at about Meg’s age. I was always made aware I was a “step and not blood”, despite the fact the family were also my great aunts, uncle and cousins. Mom married a cousin the second time.

    Janis was so good when Mary Lou was pregnant and unwed, what could we not expect them to love Meg?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  2. Good morning, Villagers!

    Jackie, an anthropologist I know tells me that what you did in that cistern the archaeologists do and call them “middens.” Lots of cool stuff to be found in ancient trash, I hear.

    Jerry, it is true that they found the lower half of a colonial-era brig or schooner in the area under where the WTC was. Apparently she was filled with earth and sunk as a part of an early 19th century harbor improvement. The archaeologists are excited because usually they just can study famous ships, like warships or funeral ships, but this was just an everyday coastal freighter, “it was ships like this that made New York”. I just read yesterday about an archaeologist lamenting “the loss of daily things”: like they save wedding dresses and ceremonial clothes, but nobody thinks about saving gramma’s work dress or granddaddy’s hunting leathers.

  3. For today’s strip, notice that Mary Lou and Gene still seem to be staring daggers at each other, and Arlo and Janis both are on the verge of tears. ONLY Meg is happy in the joy of family. Lesson for all of us adults, maybe?

  4. I dunno, David, I didn’t notice. But I did notice the look that Mary Lou gave Meg. It was the look that my mother gave me (and still does) that my gramma called “an old-fashioned look”. That’s part of the reason why I adopted a new family.

  5. Lily: Part of the problem is ‘fashion’, in a sense. I am simply M in the S, M, L, XL, XXL series. But often, esp. when an outfit has a special tee made to give or sell to participants in an event, they order only L and XL because most prefer oversize shirts. D*mm*t, I’m not ashamed that I work out [not strenuously] and it shows.

  6. My husband is a M too (before he lost 50# with chemo) and he complains about same issue. He doesn’t like loose shirts, I do but unfortunately I have grown into them ALL fitting now!

    Of course, a lot of t-shirts shrink? The little bird was cute, Lily. My daughter is less than 5 feet, I showed it to her.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  7. Lily, if you think you get discriminated against because you are not tall, try finding a car you can fit in comfortably when you are 6’5″. That’s not an SUV or a minivan. Or any pants/shirts you don’t have to order.

  8. I think the mildly exasperated looks ML and Gene are exchanging in panel 2 simply mean, “Doesn’t that kid ever hush?”

    Lily, along with all my other sins, I guess I’m guilty of the “too tall” thing, too.

    And where’s the surprise that a t-shirt conveying the message that everyone else is too tall would be in short supply in size “Ladies’ Small”? Makes perfect sense to me. 🙂

  9. I like the strip up top, simply from being a fan of the comic arts, I’m in awe how artists can know what their characters will look from all angles and with a smushed up nose down face

  10. Speaking of middens, I must have accidentally sent my comment to Lily off to one.

    Lily: To tie (sort of) your comment about cool stuff being found in trash heaps and the current discussion of clothes check out the web for articles about a discovery of 15th century underwear, found in an Austrian castle. Apparently the surprisingly modern bras, thong underwear, shoes, pattens and other goods were used as insulation and only discovered during a restoration in 2008.
    Yes, some very cool things can be found in trash heaps (and insulation).

  11. Lily, one of my former pastors wasn’t much taller than you. He had to buy his suits in the older boys department. Bet you never walked into a store and accidentally knocked down a pinata with your head. It then fell on my then-girlfriend who was standing next to me. Wish we had that on video, could send it to that tv show and likely make some money.

  12. Ref today’s “9 Chickweed Lane” and previous discussion of the current story line…

    The upward-folding slide and low bore axis of a Luger pistol causes it to recoil almost straight backwards when fired, with very little muzzle rise. So what do you suppose is going to happen to Martine’s right eye, if and when she ever actually fires the darned thing using her rather archaic “Hickock” stance? (And how do you suppose she will look wearing nothing but an eye patch? Like a sexy nude pirate wench, perhaps?)

    Lily, the lower bore axis of the Glock is why I prefer it to the otherwise excellent SIG.

  13. I am aware of that problem with the SIG, but I practice with all three of my pistols to get familiar with them, Ghost. If I were, God forbid, to be attacked by some thug, I would drop into a kneeling stance with a two-handed grip on my pistol, or if they were closer, a two-handed grip with both knees bent, and fire into the center-mass. I think Martine is trying for the “Sniper’s Triangle”, an iffy shot at best at that range.

  14. Loon was involved in a non injury fender-bender, yours truly was the passenger. The two investigating officers, keep glancing at the ponytailed, Harley shirt wearing guy. Guess the old geezer looked like a trouble maker. 😉

  15. About “the loss of daily things”- Several years ago we went to Bill Elliott’s NASCAR shop/museum in Dawsonville, GA., one corner of which was devoted to his family and their place in the community. I remember thinking that to historians those would be the most important “relics”. Among the items from his mom were her handwritten high school valedictory speech, some things she had crocheted, and some clothing she had sewn; one of the latter was her “going away” outfit (i.e., what she wore as she and her husband left their wedding reception.) All in all, a nice cross-section of life in a small southern town in the 1950s.

  16. Sand, glad you and Loon were not hurt! Hmmm, wonder if Mindy’s John would also have pegged you as a troublemaker? 🙂 (No, he’s more alert than that.) That’s ok, we like you…

  17. Sand – Ain’t pony-tailed Harley shirt wearing guys always trouble, leastwise in the eyes of the law? 😉 I’m amazed at how different cops look at me since I’ve been “civilized”.
    Glad you both were unscathed.

  18. No ponytail, sand, but now a beard. Come to think of it, though, a lot of cops I know have beards, too, so I won’t worry about that. Both seat belts in use, I assume.

    Again, Lily, I can’t fault your tactical plan. And I know I don’t have to remind you about the importance of situational awareness. Although I will add…SWAT ninja say: “If you ever find yourself in a fair fight, you need to reexamine your tactics.”

  19. My mother was 4’10”. Her 4 surviving sibs [a fifth, the youngest died in a train accident long before I arrived] were only a bit taller. Dad’s family were taller, but not unusually so. Next generations were taller, likely because of more hygienic environments, fewer childhood diseases, and such. My max. ht. was a scant 5’10”. My two sons are both taller > I. Wife and her family were about average.

  20. Should clarify, I am not the medico, the honor goes to Loon. She has the brains. I was just lucky to have taken a seat next to her in a class.

  21. Considering height, sometimes there is just an aberration. My father was 5’11”, my mother was 5’3″. Both my grandfathers were under 6 feet. My grandmothers were both under 5’5″. Paternal grandfather was 6’1″. Two sisters under 5’2″, one is 5’7″. I was once 6’8″, though spinal bone loss has me down to just under 6’7″ now. I have two daughters. One is 6′ tall, the other only 5’11. My wife is 5’8″. Apparently the variation is inheritable.

  22. You know, on second look, I think David in Austin is right, all is not better in Gene and Mary Lou land. A closer look at Mary Lou in the first panel shows her with a not especially happy expression on her face. Annoyance simmers still.

    Work has been more dramatic than I’d like lately. I have one employee who has had free reign to do as she pleased for the past several years; she’s a bit of a bully and rather. I’m slowly reeling her in, but dealing with all of her pushback flare ups is getting old. She knows how to play the system as well. Further complicating the issue is her health, a recent ER visit after a slow speed car accident has revealed some serious health issues. Add to all this a large segment of the customer base eating out of her hand and willing to cause trouble to further *her* cause, and some days I want to scream. (And did I mention her serious dislike of another employee, whose life she made miserable until I got there and put my foot down? And THIS employee just lost everything in a house fire early Monday morning. Employee A1 is currently playing nice with B2 in light of this, thankfully.)

    Hey Debbe – Need some help with those augers? I will happily leave my drama for someone else for a bit (and I don’t want to pack either! Too much junk!)

  23. c x-p: “Her 4 surviving sibs [a fifth, the youngest died in a train accident in Bay St. Louis long before I arrived] were only a bit taller.” That “surviving” meant until I was around. Mom was the oldest of 6, then a brother, an aunt, another brother, another aunt, and the youngest potential aunt, who died in the train accident. Mom survived both the aunts, but predeceased the uncles in ’71 [Ides of March, no less]. Neither of her sisters had kids, but both brothers did.

    We/I have lost contact with my maternal family in LA [Monroe and Shreveport] since the mid ’70s, when they [the brothers’ children and families] stopped responding to our annual yuletide letters. They [not counting the last one, in which wife left her part unfinished] always had a common structure: I started the letter, to be sure it got started even if it arrived in the new year, then wife finished it, commonly adding something at the end reminding ourselves and everybody of the needs of “the least of these”, though not always in those words. I suspect this did not sit well with their conventional value systems and priorities. It would have been fine with the aunt that moved north, but she died in ’60 or ’61. Her husband had kids from his first wife, who had died, but I knew them only casually and my wife not at all.

    I am also well Left, to my knowledge, of all of Dad’s side of the family, but we still keep in touch, some > others. Actually, the one I exchange the most email with, a niece and probably the wealthiest of us all, is a widowed libertarian. Technically, since I’m oldest, I’m the patriarch, but I don’t press that. I am, after all, the only child of “that woman that Dad married.” I think I’ve mentioned here before that my three [now deceased] half-sibs were all old enough to be my parents. My [half] nephews and nieces are all retired parents and grandparents, some widowed, others with living spice. This probably whets your genealogical appetite.

  24. Ah, yes, Lady Mindy, the joys of management. And employees? Can’t live with them, can’t TOB-SIH.

    (For those who don’t know, TOB-SIH = Take Out Back, Shoot In Head.)

  25. I think today’s strip is reflecting the tension of Mary Lou returning to deal with Gus face-to-face and Gene doesn’t want to be in the middle. It’s going to be a long drive to the coast and I feel the most sympathy for Meg. She is young enough to enjoy the trip and won’t understand why her parents are cranky.

  26. GR6, if Mindy from Indy’s business is a convenience store as I suspect, TOB-SIH is not a good joke. There is too much of that from the “customers” as it is.

    Once upon a time, you could take such an employee and send them packing. Now with the complex mess of labor law, you might end up being the one looking for new work.

    And to all a good night!

  27. One of the things I love, love, love about my job is when the patients or their families report me to The Boss Of My Life as rude or smart-alecky, and ask her if she can’t do something about it, she always answers something like, “Yeah, I can, but I won’t.” She is rich and close to retirement, so there is not a lot they can do to her. The competition to be one of her her patients is fierce, since she is the only native born physician in our little town, so that she can be as rude as she wants. Which is not very, but she matches the patients, anyway.

  28. Yeah, Mark, driving back to face a future filled with a butt-load of money and the freedom to live your life as you wish would be tension-filled, alright. 🙂

    Besides, I think Gus has already handled Lou. All that was needed was a little stroking session.

  29. I’ve taken some ribbing over my willingness to withhold judgment on the proclamations of scientists in certain fields. Now I’ve found reason to withhold judgment on ALL such proclamations from scientists in ALL fields:

    Lies, Damned Lies, and Medical Science
    Much of what medical researchers conclude in their studies is misleading, exaggerated, or flat-out wrong. So why are doctors—to a striking extent—still drawing upon misinformation in their everyday practice? Dr. John Ioannidis has spent his career challenging his peers by exposing their bad science.

    In the article he points out errors and biases not only in medical research but in other fields including (gasp!) physics.

  30. TR, all those things in that article are things which in the everyday medical community are regarded as “mouse milks,” drugs and treatments that do no good. For example, my boss decided before I came to work with her that Prozac, etc, did no good for depression, and she has always scoffed at vitamin therapy, fish oils, etc. Her rule is that if a drug is going to do good, you can tell it within a month, and if it doesn’t, it can be discarded. Her rule of rules is, “You can’t improve an asymptomatic patient.” But then, as she says, she is a “mere surgeon” and she expects therapies to work where she can see them.

  31. Speaking of scientific inquiry, I looked up that newly discovered mid-fifteenth century lingerie online. (OK, who didn’t see that coming?) Interesting. And makes me think there must have been a Frederick’s of Hollabrunn.

    Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.

  32. Good morning Villagers…

    GR 😉 I’ve only been able to post in the early morning hours, and probably a lot of times it gets overlooked….I did leave a link for you a couple of mornings ago though…..

    Indy Mindy, come on down, I’m going to need the help when the hens go out in decontaminating some 75,000 cages….and school is starting the 4th of August around here, so that means less teen help. They start ‘purging’ the house the 13th. And the new hens are almost 24 weeks old and they are coming in on the 25th.

    Seems I’ve got some pleurisy in the front and back…was standing and talking to the Boss’s soon to be ex son-in-law about issues on the headers of the belts….turned my head to cough, felt a pop in my back, right below my shoulder blade. I went down to my knees it hurt so bad. He wanted to know what happened and I said I had pleurisy….how often do you get that he asked, and I said maybe twice a year….he said, well, you’re not going to be much good to us for long…..he’s the one that does the cocky name calling. And I did nail him on that issue too.

    Enough of that drama…my nephew-in-law delivered the piano last night. It is a 1988 Baldwin Spinette…upright. Very poor condition, out of tune, keys’ll take about $$$$ to bring it up to playable. Just don’t know what I’m going to do with it. This is eerie, I logged on to my bank account, and once in a while it asks for a password question…what was the first musical instrument you learned to play….you guessed it…piano. Coincidence? I don’t know, but I’ve got an old, stinky piano sitting in my other “living area”….and what to do…what to do.

    Ya’ll have a blessed day

    today’s grin:

  33. Looking at the time stamps, some folks in the Village appear to have had a sleepless night.

    Meanwhile, has poor little Meg left behind at the Esso stop while her cellphone is still in the van?

  34. Lily, like Jerry in FL I clicked your name. I was surprised to see how much of your FB page is visible to the public. You might consider tightening the security settings. There’s no reason to give some idiot more of your information than name, rank, and serial number (in fact, not even the serial number!)

  35. Mr. Ghost, shows some people don’t know summer dress rules. No knickers or bras during undress season. Cheers how uncouth are those people.

  36. Jerry, you mean my dog? She is not alien, she is my best friend.

    David, all that you can see on that link is my pics and my home town. If they can find them from that, good luck! That’s one of the good things about living in a small town, I know everybody on the police force, so stalking is not an option.

  37. It would appear Martine’s hubris has finally gotten the better of her in 9CL. For those who have forgotten the through-line, Bill DOES survive but gets amnesia. (Not to mention delusional, sometimes believing he is a character in a movie.) I am betting Martine does not survive the adventures; failing that, there will be a major double-cross by Martine late next year when this story line ends. Either way, the emotional suffering will be Bill’s downfall.

    Dentist, then some packing. Tomorrow I will find out what my now homeless employee will need and donate a large chunk of this mess to her. Two birds and all that.

  38. Loon, speak for yourself. I don’t need a bra under my scrubs ( I still pass the pencil test, fore and aft) but my knickers are with me always. Unless they are the sewn-in ones in my running shorts.

  39. I believe I recently mentioned the relatively small number of sightings of sundresses I’ve made this summer in this area, making it impossible for me to determine whether or not Loon’s undergarment rule is being adhered to locally. Perhaps that is due to the unusually mild temperatures we’ve had lately. For nine of the past ten days here, the high temps have been at or below average. I walked outside last night, noticed it seemed almost cool, and discovered the temperature was 60 F. Late July…Deep South…almost unbelievable.

  40. I sure missed you all and I wasn’t gone a day! Took me awhile to get up to speed.

    Convenience stores and chicken houses seem to have as much drama and chaos as florist shops! I kept a t.v. so my employees could keep up with their soaps but we always said we didn’t know why, real life was just as soap-y.

    Whichever professor has relatives in Monroe, I could look for you next time I am down there? If you want to find them, that is. It isn’t that big a town, large by Louisiana standards, but middling to a Texan! Mama was bragging about her “plantation” to one of my Texas ranchers and he replied, “M’am our catch pens are bigger than that!”

    Love, Jackie Monies

  41. Lady Mindy, perhaps Martine’s fall into the foliage is merely a ploy that will allow her to take off her clothes again, and then stand up and distract the sniper while Bill flanks him. At least, that seems to be one of her favored tactics.

    And good on you, too, for helping your homeless employee, no matter how many birds and stones may be involved.

  42. Lily, I have apparently shrunk to 5’1″ with old age. My oldest daughter is 5′ and the youngest 4’10” I think. Her husband says if she were two inches shorter she’d have to sit in a child’s seat under Illinois laws.

    I have only been tall in one place, Hawaii, where the office staff would ask me to get something off a shelf as “the tallest.”

    Love, Jackie Monies

  43. Ghost, remember me saying I grew up as a teenager with a “thing” about Brenda Starr and her “mystery man” with the eye patch? Have you considered an eye patch?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  44. Lily, one thing to keep in mind. If those photos were shot with a cellphone they may have a geolocation encoded into them unless that feature was turned off first. With the right know-how, those geolocations can be matched to GPS to get location where they were taken. Google this: I Know Where Your Cat Lives

  45. Not bad, not bad. Jeff Bridges is a better Rooster Cogburn but my John Wayne loving husband might not agree.

    One year we were having our usual “Saltiest Salt” contest so I had idea Mike and another friend should enter as the “Two Half Blind Boat Builders” as one was blind in one eye, the other in the other eye. They forgot to put on their eye patches and still came in second place!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  46. Jackie, I got another up-vote for my beard recently. My hair cutter liked it. In return, I liked her cleavage. 🙂

    Yeah, loved Northern Exposure, too…my favorite TV show for much of the time it was on. Seems like it was in reruns on a cable network not long after it ended, but that was a good while back. Could it be available on Netflix or something like that, perhaps?

  47. Okay, Jackie, this is from my history forum, since you love sailing songs:

    And we won’t give a damn when the gales are done how hard the
    winds did blow,
    For we’re homeward bound from the Arctic grounds with a good ship
    taught and free,
    And we won’t give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls
    from old Maui.

    Rolling down to old Maui, me boys, rolling down to old Maui,
    We’re homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to old Maui.

    Once more we sail with the northerly gales through the ice and
    wind and rain, Them coconut fronds, them tropical shores, we soon
    shall see again;
    Six hellish months we’ve passed away on the cold Kamchatka sea,
    But now we’re bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to old Maui.

    How soft the breeze through the island trees, now the ice is far astern,
    Them native maids, them tropical glades, is awaiting our return;
    Even now their big…….

    Stan Rogers..

  48. Jackie, I may or may not still have relatives in Monroe or Shreveport, and would rather leave it at that. Please do not look for them or mention that you know of a retired MN prof who has relatives in the Deep South. I have many folks, blood-related and not, whom I love and who love me, near here and from coast to coast. And I have the Village. That’s plenty. Peace, emb

  49. Lily,

    Anything you do on the computer leaves an IP address unless you do some fancy routing tricks. Any half smart twelve year old can figure out IP tracking with a few well placed searches.

  50. Professor, that is OK, we don’t even look up our own “lost” relatives! The funniest one was when I began doing genealogy to find out our true backgrounds, I stumbled over one of Mike’s cousins who was trying to do same thing, which put me onto the Isleno’s from off coast of Africa lead.

    Turned out he was “lost” as us, thought family was all dead. He was actually over in Baton Rouge, LA and had stopped at Mike’s uncles’ family business in Lafayette, LA because it was same name. Uncle Howard told him “no, don’t have any family alive, we’re the last of them.”

    It was actually his cousin and Mike’s dad’s cousin and there are a LOT of them still alive, including a branch off in Florida. None of whom we have ever met but I notice now they are doing genealogy also.

    I rarely go to Monroe except that we still have property to get rid of and a house I have to clear.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  51. Loved the quirkiness of Northern Exposure and a great ensemble cast. It was briefly in reruns way, way back I am sure and then not.

    Galaxy Quest would be nice to see again too.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  52. Galaxy Quest, Jackie? Pretty sure that’s on NFlix, or twas a couple months back. Wife and I pop out the DVD of that one ’bout once a year. Sigourney Weaver with cleavage, who’da thunkit?

  53. I know, I am going to have to go join Netflix or something because all the mom and pop video stores don’t survive well now.
    The Galaxy Quest was a joke actually, but relevant.

    Husband watches t.v. and I don’t except an occasional thing like Downton Abbey I get hooked on. We also differ on movies, so he will go to theater without me and I would rent and watch videos.

    Northern Exposure was my favorite for years and years. It is strange, ensembles that work so well together almost never achieve that success on their own?

    A crested nuthatch just came by the window. Birds have been busy eating black sunflower seed all day and lots of variety out in yard.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  54. I always thought that Sigourney Weaver’s cleavage in Galaxy Quest was a marvel of engineering design and construction. Now I find that the design phase had been in the works since the mid-fifteenth century, so no wonder. 🙂

    Ghost’s TV Critic’s Corner…
    I’ve been using On Demand to watch Michael Bay’s “The Last Ship” in my spare time. It’s a fairly decent post-apocalyptic/action/drama/adventure yarn, even if it is does feature a bunch of squids. 🙂

    The premise/plot is not laugh-out-loud ridiculous…which is not to say it doesn’t have a few holes in it, some of them big enough to sail a DDG through. The characters include a strong, wise and inspiring Captain; a tough and loyal Executive Office; a brilliant and highly logical scientist; a Chief Engineer whose department can work mechanical miracles; and an African-American communications officer. There is also another naval ship, full of evil Russians, that is pursuing them as they go about their mission to save the World. (Wait a minute; if there is another ship, how are they The Last Ship? Oh, well.) They (including, improbably, the Cap’n and XO) sometimes go on missions off the ship, where some of the junior officers and other ranks often get killed or sick or injured. The setup all sounds somewhat familiar, like I’ve seen something similar, but I can’t quite put my finger on it…

  55. Mark in TTown – Cute. I like the rhythm in particular. Almost engerized me enough to pack. Almost. 🙂

    For some strange reason, after arguing with employee A1 all the way to the dentist, my BP was elevated. Since I told them it would likely be up when they took it, I was surprised when they asked me if I’d been to a doctor about “my chronic high readings.” Huh? I helpfully pointed out that every time I came, they took my BP and they hadn’t said boo until then. They took it again, and lo, it was in the high side of fine. They blamed it on switching to digital files. I miss my old dental hygienist.

  56. Am enjoying all the Gaelic and Celtic and Scottish and ??? sea chanty and folk music. Am I the only one who sees a similarity to Cajun zydeco music? Am I the only one who might listen to Cajun music? Not like I did, of course, since no one in OK plays it.

    My stone mason is a mandolin player from NC and I am going to have to have him and his group audition for me. I may need to engage him as a musician?

    A lot of our sailors bring instruments and we have impromptu music down at beach and around fires, not just on stage. We have a member whose band is called “Captain Ledge’s” and very talented family group, includes his children. He is an insurance broker, so not his day job!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  57. I began watching “The last Ship” out of curiosity and can’t stop, especially now that it is becoming less unlikely. (A doctor from the US is now in a US hospital and he has the Ebola virus). I recall that anytime Captain Kirk beamed down with a crew member that we hadn’t seen before it meant that the crew member would not be coming back.

  58. Jackie, I was told a few years back that if I listened to “Jolie Blonde” by some musician (I forget) it would become one of my favorite songs and would haunt me forever. I was excited, bought a CD and listened to it. Five or six times. Know what? I can’t even remember the tune. So much for “songs that haunt the soul.” I sold the CD in a church rummage sale.

  59. Yeah, and every time Sgt Saunders (Vic Morrow) led out a patrol on “Combat”, you just knew either the new replacement or the radio operator (or both) were going to buy the farm before the end credits rolled.

    Jackie, I have Cajun friends, and I will gladly listen to their music as long as I can eat their cooking. 🙂 Actually, I like zydeco quite a lot. Great dance music, especially at a place with sawdust on the floor, where ice cold bottles of brewed adult beverages are available in quantity.

  60. “No sir, I don’t know nothin’ about landing a B-17, I’m just a simple tail gunner from Poncatella , Idaho.”- Dan Jenkins, “Bubba Speaks” Waxahachie, Texas would have been better, Dan 😛

  61. Jackie: “A crested nuthatch just came by the window.” Nothing in the newest, reasonably authoritative Peterson’s is so named.

    Three nuthatches, none with crests, inhabit the E. US: White-breasted [simple black cap, grey in female]; Red-breasted [smaller, reddish wash on breast and tummy, grey cap in female, grey line through eye, white line above]; and Brown-headed [also small, brown cap, no eye lines]. Brown-headed is largely confined to the southern coastal states, but not just to the coasts.

    Perhaps you saw a Tufted Titmouse, same family as our chickadees and the many Old World tits [easy, now, GR6]. They are common over much of the E. US, but don’t get into Upper MI, N. WI, most of MN, and southernmost FL. Common around Ann Arbor, MI.

  62. “That’s a lovely parrot. ‘E’s a Norwegian Blue.”
    “What difference does it make, ‘e’s dead.”
    “‘E’s not dead, ‘e’s pinin’. Pinin’ for the fjords.” 😛

  63. Probably was a tufted titmouse. He was crested with little tuft and gray color. I loaned my birding books to Bonnie, who works for me, so she could identify birds. Don’t think it came home. I used to actually look at birds out of my windows using binoculars and an identification book!

    Mostly, I like to feed them and watch them. Finally have a squirrel back in yard. Like squirrels too so I don’t care if they eat seed. I’d be like Arlo, “Bring me the bird book!”

    I can tell finches and chickadees and the doves! Oh, and cardinals.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  64. Speaking of t.v. series where you KNOW no one will last, husband is in watching “Midsommer Murders” on pbs. Village of 453 population, about 5-6 deaths per show weekly, running for about 14 years?

    They use that churchyard set a lot!!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  65. You know, for years I have tried to run down why Baptists and others disapprove of dancing, but I never can get a straight (or consistent) answer. Not like the arguments you get when they try to tell you that “wine that maketh glad the heart of man,” [Ps. 104:15] is just grape juice. Pooh!

  66. emb, I don’t suppose the “Old World tits” would be in any way related to the Late Middle Age brassieres I was just reading about yesterday, would they?

  67. Thanks Mark. Lily, when Mike was in the wine industry we were once out hunting arrowheads in a cotton field belonging to an elderly Baptist deacon acquaintance of my mom. He asked Mike, as do Southerners, “Son, what is it you do for a living?” Mike proudly announced he was divisional sales manager for Dreyfus-Ashby wines.

    Farmer said, “Wines, wines? Ain’t that some form of alcoholic beverage?” Mike admitted it was indeed. Farmer replied, “Son, I will be praying for you.”

    Love, Jackie Monies

  68. Mark:

    Thank you for ! Mostly I skip various youtube submissions, but ‘ “religious” people who don’t believe in dancing’ intrigued me. I’m sure I’ve mentioned here that wife died only 12 days after confirmed diagnosis of acute leukemia [our 12 days of Christmas 2010], but that we did have time to plan a good funeral. We programmed the congregation to sing that, at a good clip, as we recessed. Worked well.

    Peace, emb

  69. EMB- what a beautiful choice! I had never heard this before and loved the words. The Lord of the Dance.

    There was not much beauty in any part of my early religious upbringing but I always knew it was not right and rejected what I saw as “wrong”. The world and all that is in it is filled with beautiful things, music, art, dance, writing that man created to express what he sees and feels around him.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  70. I’ve never understood prohibitions against singing in church, singing with pianos or other instruments in church, or dancing anywhere, but especially not in the church. I’ve done all of those in my church.

  71. Jackie: Wife was a dancer, and our daughter actually became associated with a professional Chicagoland jazz dance studio as a result of the two of them taking lessons at a local dance studio. Turns out that was not a good move in the long run, but it kept both of them in good shape for years. I cannot dance, but was supportive, and am still friends with gals at the studio, many of whom came to the funeral. Some are dancing well into their 60s, 70s?

  72. Lily, I will wager that you were told to buy Clifton Chennier’s Jolie Blond but it may have been Jo-El Sonnier? Clifton has been dead for almost 30 years but he played for many dances I attended, street dances were the rage in Cajun towns in the 1960’s and I learned to dance the waltz and Cajun two step while gracefully kicking the beer cans out of the way.

    Good Rockin’ Doopsie, Sr. played for many, many frat parties I went to. He is dead also but his son, Doopsie, Jr. plays for festivals, jazz fests, tours Europe. Interestingly, I sat next to a charming European going to South Louisiana from South Africa on a long plane trip. He was going to hear Zydeco and Cajun music.
    The only language we could find in common was Spanish!

    He tried about eight languages before we settled on my bad Spanish!

    In my younger days we called it “Chinkey chink” music because it made that repetitive noise. Cajuns love to dance and the men are beautiful waltzers, older men will come up and ask any pretty girl to dance with them.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  73. emb, Jackie, Lilyblack, :

    This is a church I was a member of in Tennessee. The solo dancer, who spends much of this video on her knees, is the choreographer. Her husband died unexpectedly about 10 years ago. My ex got to attend the funeral and said this woman danced at her husband’s funeral, to praise God and say goodbye to her husband. According to my ex, nearly everyone was crying when she finished.

    The pastor is a theater arts major who ended up following his father’s call to the ministry and believes in using all the arts to serve God.

  74. Jackie, you are right! Clifton Chennier was the singer. I am sorry I didn’t respond as many did, and do, but to me, it’s just a meh!

    Mark, I would have traveled many miles to have seen that. RIP!

  75. Martine survived once again, that is one bad sniper, if he is indeed a sniper and not her ex-boyfriend, double agent bad guy.

    Mark, we have a Lighthouse church here with a large congregation and the ministers are a family who love drama, dance, music, pageantry. My late friend sang in their choir so I’d go to performances. I told one of the younger sons who plays the Devil throughout their Christmas and Easter pageants that I had never actually seen a pageant for either with a dancing devil but that he was certainly the best I’d seen and I’d seen Faust more than once!

    Seems having the Devil present at Jesus birth was his idea.

    Their pageants are packed and dramatic with lots of staging effects and lots of dancing hand maidens coming up the aisles, that sort of thing.

    My friends funeral was unique and filled with laughter, just like she was.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  76. Lily, lots of people take “offerings” and memorials out to Clifton Chennier’s grave still. He is even more popular now than ever I think in south Louisiana.

    As soon as it gets to be September and a month with an R in it, my husband wants to make a pilgrimage to New Orleans via Lafayette to go eat oysters the entire route. We don’t eat raw anymore but we love fried, grilled, pan sautéed, baked in any incarnation. Especially oyster poboys on New Orleans bread loaves.

    I bet your in house chef can make oyster poboys on home baked loaves! Frying oysters in a big cast iron skillet is best way of all.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  77. I believe the prohibition against dancing by some denominations was not against dancing as an art form (an expression of beauty and grace with meaning), but was to discourage young people from attending dances which encouraged gyrating, sensual closeness between male and female partners. Such physical closeness was to be between married partners only, and was not for casual relationships for fear of what may come about. Ahem. After observing some problems in recent years concerning the forms of “dance” at some high school proms, I think the old preachers had a premonition!

  78. Granny Carol, I have on occasion been out dancing with co-workers (not employees). We always manage to have a very good time, without anyone’s “animal lust” being incited; or without it having any adverse effects on our working relationships.

    Of course, we aren’t exactly teenagers. 🙂

  79. The Baptist prohibition on dancing was reinforced by the association with drinking (absolutely forbidden!) In the 30s-50s, in the south, the most common place to dance was a “dance hall” which also had copious drinkin’. The two together were just too much sin in one place. Sock hops and high school dances that came a little later weren’t really the problem, but were painted with the same broad brush.

  80. Mark:

    Thanks for the dance video. The dance studio that wife and daughter attended has a liturgical dance group, usually of 6-8 members, that has danced at funerals I’ve attended. The ironic thing is that the owner of the studio as well as some of its members are ‘strong’ women but attend a denomination where only men can serve as pastors, church governing boards, and such. If you go to brunch after church any of several local spots and encounter a group from that church, the men and women are sitting at separate large tables. If they put on a fund-raising feed, the women are doing loaves and fishes in the basement.

    I have not seen today’s TIP before:

    I think it’s new. We did this in one room once, an old add-on that we had renovated to be my office. Very impractical stuff, but it was all the rage.

  81. Even my Baptist friends get a kick out of this one…

    Jews don’t recognize Jesus. Protestants don’t recognize the Pope. And Baptists don’t recognize each other in a liquor store.

  82. Wow, judging by today’s (8-1-14) cartoon, Janis has developed a real wild streak. By tomorrow night, she may be forgoing the use of a coaster under her cocktail glass and engaging in who-knows-what kind of other wanton behavior. 😉

  83. Ghost,

    “Why must you take two Baptists fishing with you?”
    “Cause if you take only one, he’ll drink all your beer.”
    [I still attend a Baptist church, but have some issues with doctrine. At best, I’m that horrible (HORRIBLE!) person, a *Moderate*.

  84. Good morning, Villagers. Yeah, I have heard the “dancing-is/was done in Undesirable Places”
    justification, but I have always replied, show me any activity teenagers get involved in (4-H, shuffleboard, chess club) that doesn’t stir their hormones. I am reminded of an embarrassing incident in our high school cafeteria where we were wearing our cheerleader outfits (there was a pep rally that day) and a friend brushed against a boy in the line, and, um, how to put this, he became visibly excited. Giggle city. I am *so* glad* to be out of high school!

  85. sand, although I’ve heard of nyotaimori-style presentation of sushi, I have never partaken of such. Nor would I…unless I knew the lady very, very well. Well enough, in fact, that eating sushi would likely not be my priority at the moment.

  86. Lily, I recently overheard a discussion at work about whether the brain controls the genitals, or vice versa. In the case of teenage boys, I don’t believe there’d be much, if any, any debate about how that works.

  87. Unfortunately, some seem to think testosterone is a vitamin. At least, it almost seems to be being flogged in some TV commercials as such.

  88. When I owned a flower shop, most of my employees were females and most served on their church’s altar guild. It made for harmony in doing weddings, as we were strict in following “rules” of church and denomination. We had a LOT of different denominations on staff.

    We were laughing about my Baptist grandmother and another’s Lutheran mother who refused to admit others would join them in heaven. Employee said not only would they have their own clouds, they’d refuse to speak to the others or acknowledge they were there and perhaps build a fence?

    Our generation/age level didn’t seem to have that problem, as we had Methodists, Lutherans, Episcopalians, Baptists, Catholics and a variety of others all working together. Although I had to be persuasive to get the Lutherans to wear a hanky on their heads while setting up some stricter Catholic weddings!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  89. “He is not pinin’, he’s dead! If you hadn’t nailed his feet to the bar he’s be up sayin’ ‘ello to Graham Chapman!”

    Lily, my sister and I got to go see the final Monty Python show (Monty Python Live-sort of) a couple of weeks ago and that was one of their nods to the late Graham Chapman.

    I do like Northern Exposure, but not as much after Joel Fleischman left. After that the show just seemed to lose something for me. Another show that got all the music changed when it came out on DVD was WKRP In Cincinnati. As I understand it, some of the royalties were too high, and the studio wouldn’t pay that much, so they changed the music.

    Ghost and sand, thanks a bunch. Now I want wanton soup! As for Janis’s behavior, she can be pretty wild and crazy when she wants to be. 😉

  90. Except for female Mennonites, female nurses [we have a substantial minority of males] nurses don’t wear caps anymore. When wife, RN, BSN started out [pediatrics, U. Hosp., Ann Arbor, MI] in ’53, it was Cornell Nursing’s cap, all whites, and a Cornell[?] cape on cool days. Here, locally, we had an LPN who, until she retired, always wore her cap. Fine nurse she was, too. Loved her work, and patients loved her. Still kicking, I think.

  91. About the music change on the Northern Exposure DVD’s. According to the Wikipedia article on the show, when the first season was released it cost $60 due to the music royalties, and potential buyers complained of the cost. So the studio replaced the music and dropped the price. Now they squawk about not having the music from the tv run. As David Gilmour said on The Division Bell, “sometimes you just can’t win.”

  92. emb, I did a double take when I walked into a hospital dining room a few years ago and spied an older nurse immaculately attired in a white uniform dress with pins, white stockings and white duty shoes, and a starched white nurse’s cap. I don’t know if she was the hospital’s DON, or perhaps just an RN who had come out of retirement for some reason.

  93. A study shows that running as little as 5 minutes a day can lengthen your life 3 years. If that’s so, I know a certain Munchkin who will probably live to be 190 years old.

    Lookin’ at you, Lily. 🙂

  94. Jackie, I love “Midsomer Murders”! I must point out, though, that not all the murders are in one town. Within the county of Midsomer are many small towns: Causton, Midsomer Parva, Badger’s Drift, Fletchers Cross, Midsomer Worthy, Midsomer Mallow, Newton Magna, Midsomer Wellow, and Midsomer Morchard, just to name a few. How those small towns last with so many of their people getting murdered is beyond me, though. 😉

  95. A mere eighty-four degrees at 2:30 pm in Austin, Texas on August 1st. I love unexpected cool fronts. It is twenty degrees cooler than most summer days. A couple of years ago we had temps over 100 for most of the summer. Lovely!

  96. I guess the churches that forgo music or instruments must have to skip over that verse in Psalm 98 telling us to “make a joyful noise” and Psalm 150 that says to praise the Lord with trumpets, lutes, dancing, and loud cymbals, among other things.

    Many years ago, around the corner from where my husband worked in a predominantly black neighborhood, there was a tiny storefront church called simply “Enjoy Jesus”. At least a couple of nights a week he would pass a crowd of people entering the building carrying instruments of all sorts; you could hear lots of singing, clapping, etc. He was always sorry that he was on his way to work at that time (afternoon/evening shift in the film department at a TV station – remember film?). He would have loved to have shown up with his bass, although a stand-up acoustic bass might have been a tight fit!

  97. Trapper Jean and Jackie, if you like English mysteries, you should try Peter Turnbull. His earlier books are in the vein of the Ed McBain 87th Precinct series, but he has a more recent series set in York. Those are slower paced, more thoughtful, with an interesting cast of detectives. Look for subtitle Hennessey and Yellich.

  98. Trapper, I was looking at that list last night of all the tiny villages in Midsomer, seemed to be about 50 of them! Still, I told Mike I wondered how a realtor could sell a house there with the high murder and crime rates? I liked the part about them having a murder rate twice that of London and the inspector telling his wife about especially gory murders in each locale when she wanted to move to another village.

    I was wrong too, they are in 17th season with a new inspector and on their fourth sergeant. That is a long run for any television show!

    Husband loves British t.v. and humor, watches a car show where they do insane crazy stunts all the time. And yet, he does not like Monty Python?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  99. One of my grandmothers, step one, belonged to a church without musical instruments. The other had instruments but no dancing or wine, as did the first one.

    Since I did read the Bible, I found this strange, as the Bible makes lots of references to music, instruments, dancing and wine.
    One of Jesus’ miracles was to change water to wine.

    So, I was a thorn in anyone’s side, like the grandmother who mostly raised me, as I’d bring up points like that. Most often when she was feeding the pastor or other visiting clergy Sunday dinner! I wasn’t shy about arguing even as a kid.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  100. I became an Episcopalian by choice but I was actually more of a Anglican. We do have Anglican churches in Tulsa but a far drive.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  101. “…I really doubt I’ll reach sixty, or even fifty. Who wants to get old?”

    I used to say the same thing, Dearest Munchkin…when I was 20 and not expecting to make it to 25. I learned it wasn’t that hard to do. I also learned there is a vast difference between “aging” and “getting old”.

  102. So about a week ago I spied a flash of grey as I pulled in to work. Heard a meow that sounded like it was coming from behind our storage unit. Couldn’t find anything. One of our employees heard the same thing while she was taking out trash. Put out a little food, and saw a skinny, dirty frightened kitten. After 10 days of food, sleep and a vet visit, Ludwig, et al, meet Matilda:

  103. Ghost, you don’t understand. I won’t survive anything happening to my adopted family. If they are gone, I won’t have anything left, and I’llI have to do something like join a nunnery, and I won’t last long, there. So, fifty, tops. And I won’t like that.

  104. Matilda is a sweetie! “Matilda, I cried and cried for you…..” She is a lucky girl.

    Ghost, I saw that coming!

    Lily, I was told in my teens I shouldn’t expect to live to be old, maybe not even my 20’s. I lived my life like that for a long time, never thinking I’d be “old”. And here I am at 70 and don’t know how I got here?

    Told my cardiologist I might have tried to take better care of myself had I known? He said it probably wouldn’t have changed a thing, so who knows?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  105. Aww cute kitty! My spoiled brat is in my lap, she thinks I’m talking about her. I don’t dare tell her otherwise. She’s like that.

  106. There is a new tortie kitty who has moved in to our porch area. I feed them, of course. I am watching her tail swish outside my office window while she watches birds. She looks young and pregnant, so I think we will have kittens again if she will have them where we can find them. She won’t let me catch her but she is watching me thru window too.

    I used to say I made a payment on my vet’s truck every month!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  107. Beautiful kitten, Bill! Almost all of our pets have been “found” ones. Reminds me of our kitty (Tiger, named by my then 8 year old daughter who received him for Christmas). He had the longer hair and looked like a Maine coon and had the personality of a rag doll cat. Hope Matilda will be as much a sweetheart as our Tiger was!

  108. Sharing a bit of joy: Last Monday, I told y’all that I had finally located a HS acquaintance not seen for more than 57 years – after 15 years of searching & by some you-gotta-be-kidding stroke of luck:

    A newspaper site offered me a “teaser”, trying to get me to subscribe, and that teaser just happened to be about my friend, with all appropriate data to prove her identity, and with full particulars of her wedding! Thus, I found her married name.

    With the name, I found what seemed to be a current address and mailed a short note Tuesday. She received it today and has already replied by email that she’s delighted to have been found!! I look forward to this friendship, albeit from a thousand miles away, for the rest of our years. That’s a blessing.

  109. Heh, I got in trouble today when I was at our church’s kitchen working on the food for tomorrow’s tea when they brought sandwiches: BLTs! I took off the bacon and stated to throw it away and I got chased by another lady, who wanted it. I would have given it to her if she had asked, but she riled me, so I dodged away from her and stuck it in the garbage disposal 😀 I told her I had her best interests at heart.

  110. Poll: How many others have done this? My old assistant now has my old store; no hard feelings, she can work the long hours for awhile. Anyhow, this younger mom of three unfailingly ends her personal calls with “I love you.” Today was a mess (ASFYAD), but she had ordered supplies on my delivery truck. When I called her to tell her her order was ready for pick-up, she thanked me and said “I love you.” I laughed and returned the sentiment. My clerk, well aware of who I was talking to, stopped mid-sentence, and looked at me like I’d grown a third arm. I just said, “She started it,” and kept going. My bank teller friend and her co-workers are also guilty of telling random people they love them on the phone. I haven’t done it yet, but it’s been close a time or two.

  111. Bacon is a horrid, salty, fatty mess and is full of nitrates. Yes, I did it and would do it again. 😛 But, like I said, I would have given the nasty stuff to her if she had asked even though she is very overweight and had been complaining of her back all day.

  112. Lilyb, if someone else prepared those sandwiches, I think you overstepped by removing anything from them.

    Mindy/Indy: If you mean the “I love you.” then it is proper and would probably make someone’s day. Just don’t say it out of mere habit; such lessens its meaning & value a LOT.

  113. Bill in Paducah, nice looking cat. Looks like it might have some Maine Coon in its ancestry, especially if the paws are as large as they look in the photo. Good for you, better for Matilda!

    Jackie, what’s worked for me is to simply talk to the cats whenever I go out to feed them. Walk slow, and hang around a few feet away if they start to eat. Or sit and watch them. Most young ones will get used to you and even approach when you bring out the food. Good luck with her.

  114. Yes, Dearest Munchkin, and a perfectly cooked strip steak is partially burned, half-raw section of muscle tissue hacked from a castrated bull. But I still consider it très tasty. 🙂

    I don’t know about cat whisperers, but I have practiced dog hollering at times.

  115. Mark’s link to the margarine/whipped cream spill reminded me of something. (OK, who thought I was going to say something pervy about margarine and/or whipped cream? No, it was about a A&J cartoon).

    Notice what’s in the foreground of panel #1…a gumball machine. Although they were once ubiquitous in public places, either mounted to a stand like that one or sitting on a counter, I do not recall seeing one in years. You dropped a penny in the coin slot, slid a lever to one side, and out rolled a brightly colored ball of gum. Every one of them I remember seeing had a sticker on its front displaying the name and logo of the civic club or charity to which the proceeds of the sale would go.

    Why the spill reminded me of gumball machines is that I once had a summer job working the front desk of a motel, in the lobby of which was located such a machine…which got knocked over, breaking the round glass container and sending the gum balls in all directions, like a covey of miniature bocce balls. I called two housekeepers, who showed up with brooms and dust pans.

    No joy. It seemed that as soon as a broom got anywhere near a few of them, they scattered in all directions, like a bunch of miniature bocce balls on meth. We ended up having to pick up almost every individual one of them by hand.

  116. Ghost, I loved your entertaining story about the gumballs! You’ve led a life of great variety, which I enjoy hearing about. You are a really good writer.

  117. But yes, Ghost, I thought the combination of whipped cream and margarine would get your attention! Enjoyed your story of the gumball clean-up on aisle 9.

    I did once see a sailor lose his lunch and his drink in the space of a couple of minutes. Not what you’re thinking though. We were having very rough seas and the ship tended to list in a dead calm. He was sliding his meal tray along and stopped to get coffee. While he was getting coffee from the urn, the ship rolled and off went his tray. He set his cup down on the counter and bent down for the tray, then got showered with his coffee on the next roll.

  118. curmudgeonly ex-professor: It was *MY* sandwich and I could throw away whatever components of it I wanted to. What is this? The Immaculate Sandwich Conception? Do I have to meekly submit my food to some Inspecting Committee before I decide I don’t want to eat it? Faugh! 😛

  119. Good morning Villagers….

    Mark, will listen to your link you posted above when I get home….right now I have two sleeping babies in the other room. Brooklynne Rose and Kyler, Andrew’s girlfriend’s two year old son. I’m starting to feel like more of a Grandma than an Auntie….I love it.

    Lily, I doubt if you’ve ever seen the movie “Scarface”. but if you’re ever confronted again by thugs I thought of the scene in which Al Pacino’s character says to fellow thugs “say hello to my little friend”….then he mows the ‘lawn’ with his machine gun 🙂

    Bill….you are a blessed man to have such a beautiful kitten…love the name, Matilda.

    GR 😉 love the gumball story, and having worked in housekeeping I got this visual of them trying to sweep up the gumballs…..too funny.

    Told the Boss yesterday about some electrical issues we’re having, and asked him if he had heard about the hen house burning down with some 65,000 hens in it. He told me if our building ever catches on fire to get in my car, get to the bridge and park it like I was having car problems….so the fire trucks would not be able to get in….he said let it burn to the ground, as he doesn’t want half of a burned building. I laughed, and said but I need a job….he told me he would keep me and shift me around…that’s good to know.

    Happy Caterday

  120. Lilly: “I was at our church’s kitchen working on the food for tomorrow’s tea when they brought sandwiches: BLTs!”
    Like cx-p, I too thought you removed the bacon from all the sandwiches. Of course, you may do anything you want with YOUR sandwich, but not anyone else’s!

  121. Good morning, Villagers

    Heh, do you think I would have had time to unwrap ten sandwiches, remove the bacon and get to the garbage disposal without getting mobbed? If I had that kind of access and authority,m I would have just ordered green salads for all. With vinegar and oil and no croutons. But I don’t have the authority, much less the hubris, to be ordering other people’s meals. 😛

  122. Bill, Matilda is a lovely and lucky kittie! May you have many happy years together.

    Lily, A-growing old ain’t for sissies and might not be entirely pleasant, but it beats the heck out of the alternative, and B-I wondered about the sandwiches, too. That you were removing the bacon from your personal sandwich wasn’t altogether clear. 🙂

    Ghost, I’ve never had to chase gumballs, but I did have a close encounter with a can of marbles once. During my Junior year in college I had a meeting with a professor and when I got to his office he said for me to wait, that he had to go speak to another professor and would be back in a few minutes. While I was waiting I noticed a can sitting on his bookshelf. There was a label on the can that said Do Not Pick Up!, so of course I did. Marbles went EVERYWHERE! I barely had enough time to pick them up and get the can back on the shelf before the prof walked back in. I’ve always wondered if he was standing outside the door listening to see if I would indeed pick up the can.

  123. Several of my friends are vegetarians, some vegans, and daughter works for Whole Foods and as my other daughter says “She drank the Koolaid”. I always observe their food habits and cook appropriate food they can eat, which they tell me they appreciate. Although I have observed at least one of them hiding a piece of meat in a restaurant under a veggie!

    My Aussie friend came over for first time and I warned him about the Veggie Plates in Southern restaurants. I said to watch for bones sticking out of the squash casserole and especially the bacon pieces in the green beans. He thanked me when he saw me in person!

    First year I cooked for this pack of sailors/boaters I may have had a kosher attendee, not sure, as she said no pork but rest was OK. I told her she should have written me BEFORE I cooked for the lot, as I was Southern and pork was in everything!

    Second year one of my oilmen friends cooked red beans and rice, pulled pork for everyone. He told me since he knew another friend was a vegetarian he had left the meat out of beans and just put in the pork fat.

    I didn’t say a thing!

    lLove, Jackie Monies

  124. My guess is he was, though I never pulled that stunt.

    There are 2-3 gumball machines that I encounter in my ordinary wanderings, in stores or eateries of some sort, but I don’t remember where. The gumballs are the large sort, and the machines take quarters. I’ve not used a gumball machine for > 70 years.

  125. Over on TDS we are still having “rug rat” reactions to Shannon in Luann and other small children. I am by the way pro children so no hate mail. A couple years ago my 87 year old “web master” got everyone upset by making jokes about kids coming to our boating events.

    I am totally pro kids in boats and always have been, but I was on vacation when this started and not around to moderate, so by time I returned it was totally out of hand. People were dropping out, writing irate letters, webmaster quit and had to be coaxed back……….

    I think Mary Lou and Gene’s daughter is an interesting addition to the strip and a chance to add back kid jokes for Jimmy. Gene’s a little too old now?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  126. Why I do tell some people “I love you”: Back in the ’80’s I lost a lot of friends to AIDS, a lot. I realized then that the last time I saw someone might be the last time I saw them. That is an epiphany or wake up call, that you never had a chance to tell them what they meant to you.

    So, despite being a hugger and affectionate all my life, I made a point from then on to try and find one good thing to say aloud to anyone I had that chance with, even total strangers. “Your hair looks great today!” “Thanks for holding the door, so nice to find a guy with great manners!” Just smiling and saying thanks is more than most do.

    Those I know well/better I get more specific with of course. I write them, I speak to them, I thank them, I tell them I love them. I started signing my emails with “Love, Jackie” because that was how I signed my letters/notes to friends and I decided that the people I communicate with on the net are my friends just as much as others, but separated by more miles. Pen pals.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  127. Hi Dave!
    Not being able to log in here and see how everyone’s day went is almost like being locked out of the house, all the good stuff denied!

    I am the worst packer ever! I’m dragging stuff out from every room and all corners and hidey-holes. Blacklight is so confused. I am determined to off-load some of this junk before I move. As much as I love them, I think just about all of my clocks are going. I have at LEAST seven battery operated analog clocks and not one of them has ran in years. Yes, years. Once the batteries died, I’ve never bothered to replace them.

  128. Wow! I, too, just managed to get here for the first time today. I wonder what happened.

    Good idea, Jackie, to be complimentary to others on the basis you mentioned.

  129. Mark, I wanted to say I enjoyed the “how the comics got to your paper” article from 1964. Then I went on and read all the ads. Who else noticed the greatest names in R and B world, all playing together, Jackie Wilson headlined and B.B. King, Irma Thomas, The Drifters, Gene Chandler, Gladys Knight, all were opening acts!
    Tickets were $2.50 for adults and kids were $1, so it was a family act.

    Amazing! Both, the article and the ads.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  130. Jackie, glad you enjoyed it. It’s part of a website called Birmingham Rewound. For the This Month series, they post samplings of items from the local newspapers in ten year blocks from the 1970’s back to the 1940’s. So right now they are covering 1944, 1954, 1964 and 1974. If you go to the bottom of that page you will find a link that says Back To This Month. Click it and you will have the chance to read the rest. For me the prime years are the 1960’s and 1970’s when I was old enough to notice this stuff. I think this is a great idea and wish more people would cover other areas of the country. Got to be some fascinating history that is currently lost.

  131. Oh, Jackie, I forgot to mention that the music event says it was at Rickwood. That is the oldest professional baseball stadium in the US. It’s no longer in regular use, but has provided locations for several movies and special ball games.

  132. You know what I said above about telling people what they have meant to you while they are alive, to be thankful for their friendship or inspiration? Well, just as the A and J site went down for the day, I got one of those letters sent to me and I sat here stunned.

    It said exactly the same thing, the people who had inspired and not ever been told or written. And the author was writing to those who he wanted to thank today while alive.

    And I had to read it twice to comprehend that he truly meant me.
    And then I guess I cried a tear or two. The company he had placed me with was just too exalted to believe he meant me too.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  133. Arlo should learn how to call a squirell. I can get most squirrls to come right up to me. We only have grey squirrels with exceptipn of albinos. I saw one that was white in his back half and grey in the front. I also saw a complete albino several years also I have pictures of a black squirrrel in the Thousand Islands

  134. I was working on my recipe collection this afternoon, and I found one I haven’t prepared in years. Lily will probably think I made this up, but it’s for Bacon Marmalade. It’s easy to fix, goes well on sandwiches, or on toast with cream cheese, or tossed with iceberg lettuce and crumbled blue cheese. You can even spoon it over ice cream.

    And who hasn’t tried a schmear of cream cheese on a fancy wheat cracker, topped with pepper jelly?

  135. Have a blessed day Villagers…..

    …I too agree with you, Jackie

    GR 😉 love the cat 🙂


    Oh, Mark, checked out your link….back to school clothes styles sure have changed since the seventies.

  136. Ghost Sweetie, I prefer my cream cheese and sweet pepper jelly on a toasted bagel. I save the fancy wheat crackers for good Camembert cheese. 😉 And yes, great cat picture!

    Jackie, you’re absolutely right!

  137. Bagels would be good, too, Jean dear. And I also have a recipe for what may well be the world’s most culinarily decadent sandwich…a Bacon Marmalade and Brie Grilled Cheese Sandwich.

    Perhaps not for the faint of heart, though…nor the coronary-artery-clogged of heart. 🙂

  138. Every time I think of Jerry’s “white in his back half and grey in the front” squirrel, the phrase “Teenage Mutant Ninja Squirrel” immediately pops into my mind. 🙂

  139. Yes, I confess, it was me who broke the website and I am feeling awful and guilty about it. Have no idea what I did, of course, maybe Sandcastler knows?

    While it was down I was feeling totally lost and alone out here in world and was reading all kinds of weird stuff. I even read/watched the news story on the new Texas burger from Hardees with the return of Paris Hilton to reprise her car washing ad as their “first” celebrity model. I confess I watched it to send it to Ghost and others of that persuasion and then computer was down! There are two super models involved and I also watched the “making of the ad” video, then lost whole thing!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  140. Heck, just google Texas hamburger ad from Carl Jrs/Hardees and you will get a ton of articles! All with photos and videos. Plot is that Texas swimsuit model from Sports Illustrated is washing big ole’ muddy pickup truck wearing almost nothing while eating a Texas heart killing hamburger, she drops some on the truck and Paris Hilton walks in wearing equally little and says “You missed a spot.”

    Now, see, you won’t have to watch it, you know how it ends!

    Lots of soap and skin involved and a big hamburger!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  141. Mark in TTown
    Thanks for the link. the ads brought back some memories from the 60’s! Robinwood Drive In.
    The drive in that always had the movies that the adults whispered about. Got caught as a teenager (very young teenager) sneaking in there in the trunk in 1968. Oh well, I guess the adults were smarter than we gave them credit for! Thanks for the memories!

  142. Jackie, I haven’t seen the hamburger ad [yet 🙂 ] but I can surmise from your description that it will likely appeal to the good-ol’-boy-that-likes-shapely-and-scantily-clad-women-and-thinks-a-loaded-hamburg-is-a-five-course-gourmet-meal demographic. In other words, most of us guys. 🙂

  143. Good morning, Villagers. Wow, Jackie, I have lost several church friends to old age amd a couple of acquaintances to trauma (car, four wheeler) and a fellow employee to Hepatitis C, but never anybody to AIDS. We did have a HIV-positive man in our practice but The Boss Of My Life referred him to Dallas.

    We had our Woman’s Institute Tea yesterday, and yours truly got to model some stuff from local stores. My favorite was what the emcee called overshorts, a denim overalls-inspired little outfit with short pants legs and a kinda revealing top section. I wore a pink tank under it. The last round was supposed to be cowgirl stuff and I flatly refused to wear the boots (with colored insers for the front) that they wanted me to so I borrowed a pair of short rough-outs fom a friend with the same shoe size and wore those. Not popular with the Powers-That-Be. I did kinda make it up to her by buying the overalls short set.

  144. So, Lady Mindy, should we classify you as a “battery operated analog clock hoarder” and call in the people from a reality TV show? 🙂

  145. Good to see your modeling career is proceeding apace, DM.

    Guess I’ll have to google “overshorts” as soon as I finish checking out the hamburger ad. 🙂

  146. Lily, during the ’80’s AIDS devastated the interior arts, theater, music, floral, arts, food, just about all the creative fields. My first friend to go was one of the younger conductors at Houston Symphony. I lost so many friends in the “high end” floral décor trade that I lost count at about 200. It ended up being, who was still alive, not who was gone.

    There was a lot of talent lost, a lot of gifted people. We had an AIDS support group that met at my show rooms location and it had people from all walks of life, all sexual persuasions, all ages.

    In the early days it moved so fast people died rapidly and it was a death sentence, like the plague.

    And now perhaps Ebola? It gives me pause.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  147. Oh, I see. Yeah, I’d just call them “cut-off denim overalls”. And I can see how wearing them sans tank top could provide an interesting display of what I believe the kids are now calling “side boob” or “side cleavage”. But I can also see that our resident Munchkin would look cute in them.

  148. Jackie, I have a cousin who has been HIV-positive for many, many years, but who is still totally asymptomatic for AIDS. Early on, he was one of the relatively few subjects of a medical study attempting to learn why, as that was so seldom true at that time. Well, my extended family does seem to be blessed with pretty good genetics.

    I recently remarked to a younger friend that she seemed to have more health issues than does my elderly mother. “Yeah, crappy DNA,” was her response.

  149. Who remembers the 60’s and 70’s too when we wore them without shirts? Remember “Ghost”? Or did she wear something under? I never could wear them successfully, as the flatter the better I think in this style! I’d buy them and then never wear.

    I bet Arlo and Janis may have worn them in their “hippie” youth. Remember Arlo as Mr. Natural? Loved that one!

    I also cannot wear suspenders and never could.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  150. That is what my doctors often tell me, Ghost! And yet I have lived far, far longer than anyone, especially me, thought I would.

    Genealogy often gives you hints about family health too, like I was surprised to have found several suicides in same generation of a direct line. Either depression or ill health? I’d love to have a DNA study done to find out who I really am? What countries, what races, what ethnic backgrounds? What lousy DNA?

    Since a lot of the stuff that curses me seem to have a familial link, I wish I knew who to blame for the pain!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  151. Lederhosen, no?

    ‘black squirrel in the Thousand Islands’. Yep, you mostly find them up here, not down there. From my reading re my grad research on interspecies interaction among S. MI squirrels, I learned that, in the late 18th and 19th centuries, black phase Sciurus carolinensis were quite common in the North but rare in the South. For unknown reasons, they became less common as the North was settled, but there are still substantial numbers up here, and pockets where they are > common > greys.

  152. Prof, we were in town with albino squirrels very common on one of our trips. The town had laws that prohibited the squirrel napping of any of their albinos, as they were a major tourist attraction. I think it was in your area? Do you know about these squirrels and the town?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  153. Jackie Monies, I recently did the DNA testing, not for health reasons, but for the ancestry information. I used which will send you a kit for $99. It is a fairly simple procedure and is quite fun to see what parts of the world your DNA originated. They also used to do the health information but apparently ran into some legal problems (I assume) so they do not offer that at this time. It also matches your DNA with others in the database, various cousins, etc., so that you can communicate with relatives, if everyone agrees. I am still new to the site so have not learned to use it very well – maybe some of us in the village are long lost distant cousins! You never know! 😉

  154. Jackie, I remember the 60s and 70s vaguely. I was known as “Ovum.” 😛

    Carol, I wouldn’t spend $99 on genealogy to discover I was the rightful Queen of England. There are too many clothes and shoes I really, really need. Though it would be kinda fun to walk into a party and hear them whispering “She doesn’t look like royalty” instead of “Can you believe how short that dress is?”

  155. LB, alas, I guess we’ll never find out if we’re cousins. If running is a genetic disposition, you are more likely related to my husband anyway – he is the marathon runner in the family. He is training now for a 50 mile ultra; well, opposites do attract. Hmmm, I never thought about the possibility of being in the line of royalty, but you may have something there. I am (broadly) 98.8% European, .1% West African and .1% Native American.

  156. How would someone named “Ghost” not remember a movie named “Ghost”? 🙂 And I do believe that was before the actress in question got “enhanced” for her role in the movie “Striptease”. Also, I’m guessing that Janis wore those lederhosen (my spelchek keeps trying to change that to ‘leaseholder”) without benefit of any other garments, judging by the outcome of that episode.

    I went out and assassinated some paper targets with my primary Glock yesterday afternoon. Gosh but our late July-early August weather has been uncharacteristically temperate and pleasant around here. If I were of the paranoid persuasion, and with it being hurricane season and all, I’d probably be thinking, “Uh oh.”

    My shooting partner asked me if I were a “the magazine is half full” or a “the magazine is half empty” sort of person. I told her that, as with most things in life, it depended entirely on the tactical situation. 🙂

  157. As short as they need to be, Ghost 😛 A lot depends on how tan I am and what kind of mood I’m in. “Very tan” and “mischievous” equal “very short indeed”. Especially if I know a woman I don’t like is gonna be at said party

  158. Jackie, I lost a friend to AIDS before the disease was widely known. He had hemophilia and had to take injections of the clotting extract. Unfortunately, this was before they began to screen out high-risk donors and he got an infected batch. He was part of the group I used to wargame with at UA and never got to finish college. To me his case was doubly sad because he did nothing to expose himself to the disease, he simply followed his doctors’ instructions to prolong his life and the opposite happened.

    Whereas the first gay friend I had died in a car accident. A group of us, including him, were at my house on a Saturday night playing Monopoly and cracking jokes. The next morning my mother was waking me up to tell me he had been killed early that Sunday.

    As my pastor said today, you never know when your race will end.

  159. As as I often say, “Life does not come with any guarantees.”

    A lot of people today…including two close friends of mine, one living and one not…have Hep C (or have already died from it) for basically the same reason as Mark’s friend contracted HIV…donor blood wasn’t being screened for it at the time because the virus was not known to exist.

  160. As I said before, Lily, on another subject, I can’t fault your tactics. 🙂

    Say, isn’t it about time you updated you Facebook photo? 😉 Not that I don’t like your “4 out of 5 doctors” one, of course…

  161. We lost the hemophylic husband of a woman I know [knew? not seen her for years] that way. The woman took the only off-campus course I ever taught [Deo gratias] in ’70 or so, and it was after that.

  162. Ghost, that is my favorite photo of me. I have others, but I am not a “selfie” taker, and my adopted family is not into picture-taking at all. We got back from a month in the Mediterranean with only two or three pictures, none of them of me.

    Wow, you all have gay friends? I don’t have a single one. That I know of, anyhow.

  163. I like that photo just fine, too, Lily. But if you ever do feel compelled to change it, and you are “very tan and mischievous” at the time, I’m just saying… 😉

    Although I’m still tweaking its shape a bit, I have decided to keep The Beard, primarily because of the universally favorable comments it’s attracted from those of the female persuasion. (Vain? Who, me?) Actually, it’s more because I’ve decided it doesn’t make me look like Colonel Sanders, as I had feared it might. Although having his money might be a pretty effective chick magnet, being dead wouldn’t be.

  164. Anyone use Comcast email? Problem with addresses: the drop down menu for addresses used to send a message does not match the set of addresses in my address book. I have 2 address book entries which do not appear on the drop down menu, and I cannot get rid of 3 wrong addresses on the drop down menu in spite of my having deleted them from the address book!


  165. Prof, I spend a GOOD part of every day saying rude things to Yahoo who I blame for everything on computer but may actually not be at fault.

    Ghost, few people end up looking like Colonel Sanders or Santa unless they favor white and red suits and are overweight. Neither of which I am sure applies to you. Keep the beard!

    I want to know what kind of bread that bacon marmalade and brie sandwich is toasted on? Like I have made homemade bread lately? I keep finding reasons not to go to the grocery, would I bake bread?

    Furthermore, where/how did you acquire your fluency in English?
    Much better than your average Southern boy would have and you write equally well!

    Lily, Waxahachie gays would probably keep a low profile? Small towns are like that but they are indeed everywhere and what’s wrong with that?

    I went to boarding school with a high percentage of lesbian friends. I graduated from a southern small town school with 22 in my senior class. We had gay and lesbians in that tiny high school.
    What’s wrong with that? (Not all 22 of us!)

    Worked in theater arts off and on for years, full of said gays, as is the music world, the interior design field, floral arts, university professors. Heck, I have gay and lesbian cowboy friends/acquaintances right here in Oklahoma.

    It’s nothing you’d sit around and ask about but they are probably going to your church, working in your hospital, living down the street. Since they don’t have to wear a brand on their forehead anymore, it’s hard to spot them!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  166. Two local couples come to mind, two men of an age [and of > 25 yr. together], two youngish women of scholarly bent who will, unfortunately from my selfish perspective, be leaving here in a year or so because of potential grad school elsewhere. They will be an asset to whatever community they settle in and are welcomed in. Others I know of here and yon, and of course others I don’t know about. Actually another, male, but I’ve not met his partner. All are churched, at least in part. Alphabetically: ELCA, UMC, U-U. I personally know parents of 1 individual, and know of the parents of another, both totally supportive.

    Thinking along those lines, I know of two other young men, but not their partners, at least one set of parents of each being supportive, and of one successful businessman in town [whose partner I met once but don’t remember] whose parents have disowned him. He seems to be doing well. He gave a courageous and informative talk to our UMC adult Sun. school group some years back. Three [at least] local profs, retired and one now deceased at our Univ. One, at least did not come out until after his mom died. Another very capable former student, now mid 50s, who has had a successful media career in the Twin Cities, and is now in business with another woman, but I don’t know if they are partners. She is RC, with a supportive family. I don’t know if she is a practicing RC.

    Looking back, I’m pretty sure I knew others. My mom was good friends w/ a man who worked for the same NYC business she did, and she, my dad, and I visited him and his partner in their unkempt Greenwich Village apt. several times, late ’30s and early ’40s. Sexual orientation never came up, but I’ve since put two and two together. Same man was a good friend of one of the editors of Reader’s Digest, the only [hetero] couple I’ve ever stayed in the exurb residence of who had a live-in cook. He and I slept in separate beds in the same room there once. Apparently nobody was worried. He snored. Reader’s Digest HQ were in Pleasantville; they lived in nearby Chappaqua. I could maybe think of more, but other tasks beckon. Peace, emb

  167. Jackie: ‘brand on their forehead’. You know about Hester Prynne, who had to wear an A, for adulteress, on her blouse, and the resultant cartoons about a generation apart, first in Playboy and later in The New Yorker?

  168. If you can pull off the southern chic linen suit look or seersucker, Ghost, you won’t look like Colonel Sanders either. My husband used to do both and only got in trouble when he accessorized it with pink tones!

    I might mention he was/is quite good looking when he grows his hair back from the chemo. We wonder what colors or texture it will be? I am asking for beard again.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  169. EMB- I know about Hester but I seem to have forgotten the cartoons? I miss the New Yorker, not so much Playboy.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  170. I have a large bulletin board which was being discarded at school, papered w/ NY covers, and lots of others filed.

    The Playboy cartoon, full page [I think], color pictured some pilgrim women, at least 2 with an A, and one with a demure look, and an A+. All, of course, were relatively pretty. The New Yorker cartoon, yrs. 2-3 decades later, small, b&w, pictured some women, not particularly attractive, at least 2 with an A, and one with an A+. I gave Playboy up ages ago, but still get TNY. The ‘spots’ have not improved it any. The older, occasionally repeated sketches were far superior.

  171. Why, shucks, ma’am, thankee kindly. I’ll get to my CV later. 🙂

    A Recipe for Jackie from Ghost’s Kitchen

    Bacon Marmalade and Brie Grilled Cheese Sandwich


    1 tablespoon olive or grape seed oil for cooking
    2 tablespoons butter, softened
    2 fairly thin slices French bread
    2 to 4 tablespoons Bacon Marmalade
    About 2 ounces Brie cheese, cut into thin slices
    A few leaves of the greens of your choice (arugula, chicory, etc.)
    Salt and fresh cracked black pepper to taste


    Heat oil in a frying pan over low heat.

    Spread the outside of both slices of bread with softened butter. On the “inside” of one slice of bread, carefully arrange the slices of Brie cheese. Spread the “inside” of the other slice of bread with bacon marmalade. Place the slices of bread buttered-sides down in the oil in the pan. Cook until bread is toasted and cheese has melted but not runny.

    Remove the grilled bread with cheese to a plate or cutting board. Sprinkle the Brie with a little bit of salt and fresh cracked pepper. Add a few leaves of bitter greens.

    Close the sandwich with the other slice of grilled bread with the bacon marmalade. Press together firmly. Makes one sandwich.

  172. cxp, I stopped relying on Comcast email when we had to move 3 times in less than a year. Our house was undergoing a teardown and rebuild. Comcast had this big deal about call ahead of time and give new address and they would switch everything by the date you moved. That was a total SNAFU, with them deleting my email address and losing every email I was saving on their server. When we moved the second time, I did not do the pre-call, but they would not let me keep the new email so lost everything I had gotten in that span of time. After that I set up an email address with someone else. Anything that might generate junk email I give the comcast email, everything else goes to the other one.

  173. I have to say that It is amazing that we don’t get the foul mouth brain damaged comments here that are so common elsewhere. For a resident of the Redneck Riviera that is great to have a place to go where the intelligence level is high and people know what you’re talking about. Whoops, who am I to call someone brain damaged?

  174. Linen or seersucker suits, Jackie? Probably not for me…always seemed a bit foppish to me. And by “foppish”, I do not mean “gay”.

    I had an uncle I’m quite sure took to his grave his belief in his later years that I was gay, simply because in his mind “lifelong bachelor” was equated to “homosexual”. Even though “them would have been fightin’ words” when he was my age, I no more cared that he thought I was gay than I would have cared if he’d been right. To some degree, we are all a product of our time, and this is a much different world from his in that respect.

  175. And while “SNAFU” is still a perfectly useful and descriptive term, do you know that it’s been replaced by the new military term “the Suck”? As in “Embrace the Suck, ’cause you can’t do nothin’ about it anyhow.”

  176. Jackie, I do not live in Waxahachie or within a hundred miles of it, though I am fond of it. There are lesbians and gays a-plenty there (visit Getzendaner Park!) but I don’t know any of them and none of them are my friends, not by a long shot! Here in my adopted home town, we don’t see them, and that is fine with me. I don’t have many friends but they are good friends.

  177. There is no doubt that I’ve met – known quite well, in a few cases – those of a homosexual bent. No telling how many, total, since none of us wear signs of our tendencies. While I truly support equal civil rights for hs folks just as for straight folks, the fact remains that hs is a sinful situation, no matter how one became hs. In the Old Testament, it may even have been a capital offense (cannot recall now). In the New Testament, the main author, Paul – with the imprimatur of God – condemns the practice, especially near the end of Romans’ first chapter.

    Well, every human is a sinner, none excepted. Various people sin in various ways, of course, and hs is merely one of those ways. Thus, in that way, we are all equally guilty and none of us can employ any petrous projectiles on that account. Neither shall I, at persons.

    However, what is incorrect in today’s world is the apparent approval of this sin by several churches, such as those eMb mentioned. Would a church approve of, say, the sin of theft or of arson or of murder? Hardly. Yet, several approve of the sin of hs. That is inconsistent with the churchs’ own aims. Churches must accept hs members, without a doubt, but to approve – officially – of any particular sin in their clergy is rather oxymoronic. Without formal approval by the ruling body of a national church, would there still be hs clergy? Yes, certainly – but then, that hs would just be a personal sin of that clergyperson, no worse than any sin of yours or of mine.

    I felt compelled to state this out of firmly-held convictions supported by the Bible’s teachings and hope no one is offended.

  178. Good morning Villagers…..

    Lots of subjects above…..hmmmm, I have had two roommates who were gay, and one was my dance partner. My supervisor where I worked at the Marriott in Corpus was gay, and we were good friends….he made me mad one day, and I asked him who died and made him queen….we both had a good laugh on that one.

    A sister and her husband are both HIV positive and was diagnosed 15 years ago….still thriving, but on a strict regimen of prescriptions.

    I personally was diagnosed with Hep C 15 years ago……then learned I had passed it on to my son when I was pregnant 26 years ago. We both went through the Interferon and Ribovarin treatment…successfully. My son’s father died from liver failure as a result of his Hep C.

    So, I hold no inhibitions against anyone who chooses to live what and how…..I only know there is a Higher Power that we all will answer to one day.

    Ya’ll have a blessed day

    It’s going to be another clucking day at the hen house 🙂

    GR 😉 did you see the cat pic with the beard?

  179. …and Jackie….the ebola epidemic in Africa scares me too…especially since we have such “open” borders.

    What make me mad….you have to have more health papers on animals when you even cross state lines…..

  180. Just read some of the headlines on the Drudge Report….they are now forcing 550 Majors to retire….and some are still in Afghanistan. I can’t understand how he got elected twice, IMO.

  181. On a lighter note, today’s TIP is neat:


    c x-p: One can find more sins than you can shake a stick at in the Bible and the New Testament. My favorite pair of cargo pants is made of two different fabrics. One can also find specific punishments, e.g. stoning. If the ‘sin’ is to be regarded as proscribed, shouldn’t the punishment be regarded as prescribed? I decline to cast the first stone.

    Paul perhaps protests too much. Bishop Spong thinks the thorn in his side was suppressed gayness. I’m inclined to agree. The Bible also contains numerous examples of illness being regarded as Elohim’s punishment for sin, either of the victim or his folks, through the 4th generation, no less. I go to the doctor or the ER.

    Most importantly, world society as a whole does little / the sin most often mentioned in Scripture, neglect of the poor. The evidence to me seems to indicate that same-sex orientation is rarely a matter of choice; I knew one lesbian, a single mother who had been abused, who said she chose it, and I don’t blame her, nor am I worried about her salvation. If there is a hereafter [and only Elohim knows if that would be a good idea], I think gays as such have little to fear. [The Rastafarians misuse of Elohim is illegitimate; it is the first name of God used in Genesis 1, and I prefer it, for several reasons.] Elohim be merciful to them, who have taken the name of the Lord in vain. Peace, emb

  182. P.S. “. . . firmly-held convictions supported by the Bible’s teachings and hope no one is offended.” I’m not offended, certainly not by a calmly stated and well put defense of sincerely held convictions. But I thought it well to offer an alternative viewpoint. Peace, emb

  183. Debbe, your mention of the Drudge report made me curious. I’ve heard of it but never seen it. A draw down of servicemen always happens after a withdrawal from conflict, doesn’t it? And Congress has been cutting budgets and demanding smaller services for years. So I wanted to see what they said. But I couldn’t find the article you mentioned. I did find a lot of (what looked to me) hyperbole. It made me think of tabloids in the checkout aisle. Probably there is more to the story, on both sides!

  184. On the “embrace the suck” theme, one of my good friends, retired Army, finally got to sail on the Texas 200 challenge, a small boating event known as the “rodeo on the water”, so that gives you some idea it is no beer cruise. We thought he’d love the mud, heat and punishment.

    He DID NOT like it and said he’d embraced the suck so hard he had bruises on both arm pits. Another of Mike’s sailing partners wrote one of his typical humor columns on this theme, which I will link here when I find it.

    Help is here taking my trash bags out to the containers by street thru the construction zone, so I need to get going!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  185. Oklahoma outside of Tulsa is the heart of Redneck America. And that is fine, I come from a looooong line of gun toting rednecks on both sides of family it seems. They are my friends too, for I find you don’t have to share same “everything” to like people.

    But I do love this group, I don’t think I could put together a more interesting conversational support group even if I ran an ad. When I moved here I wanted to start things like a gourmet cooking group, a gardening group, wines, things I was used to taking part in. Well, that went no where and I gave it up.

    Respecting each other’s opinions and beliefs allows us to be exposed to thoughts, writings, theology, music, art, just so many things we might never find on our own. I love hearing what all of you think, that is what diversity means in it’s fullest definition.

    Diversity shouldn’t be a catch phrase, like “Have a nice day.”

    Love, Jackie Monies

  186. Jackie, the latest “Small Craft Advisor” magazine has an article about a guy who did the Texas 200 in a Puddle Duck (PD Racer)…small & slow! My daughter & I plan to build one for her soon…

  187. The only ‘diversity’ that I dislike is that which is imposed by a group of people who go about counting how many of each race, sex, interest group, what have you, is in attendance and then gets upset if the numbers don’t match their expectations.

  188. Rusty, those are my friends! Build one for your daughter and bring her to Sail Oklahoma or just come and bring her without it this year and she can sail some of ours. I am “Mama Duck” to a whole flock of these boats! And boaters.

    This year is going to be a fantastic event, unbelievable people are coming from all over the world. Truly, not hyperbole. We are celebrating life and friends.

    I haven’t seen SCA this month. Was it Josh Colvin, my editor, who wrote the column? Andy Linn has one in the SCA Blog online, the “Embrace the Suck” article, funny as always. That is Mike’s sailing partner.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  189. Trucker, I agree, forced diversity is fake. Remember when I said I was in such a hired group back in the 1960’s pre-equal rights? We said if they could have hired a Hispanic-black, female lesbian with one leg they might have only hired one of us? That was our running joke, because they did a “Life Boat” hire and got one of each “minority” we fitted into.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  190. Good morning, Villagers. It’s a beautiful morning, here. For some reason epople who want Botox injections are lining up and our “afternoon o’ botulism” is all full and we are having to schedule them for next week. Some of them rescheuled ones get irate, go figure.

  191. Noticed something else: “. . . several churches, such as those eMb mentioned.” I had written, “All [gays I had mentioned] are churched, at least in part. Alphabetically: ELCA, UMC, U-U” and later I mentioned RC. Neither the RC [of course] nor my church, the UMC, accepts the practice. It comes up every 4 yr. at UMC General Conf., but never gets quite enough votes. The anti-gay margin is decreasing, however, which suggests eventually UMC will accept the practice. I think the denomination will then split, perhaps not while I’m around. Many UMC congregations are ‘Reconciling’, but not a majority. Many of those that are not so on record have just avoided taking a stand. ELCA now accepts actively gay pastors, and has lost one local congregation [which has in turn lost members, and maybe gained some; pastor is virulently anti-gay] to the newly formed [if I have it right] American Lutheran Church. I suspect that when we become a fascist theocracy, rejecting gays will be required for any organization to qualify as a governmentally recognized church. I may not live to see that.

    One may wonder why I’ve not switched churches. One reason [among several] is that there is no Congregational church in town. I do not qualify for any Lutheran or Presbyterian church because I am not totally depraved, only partially. A second reason is, like many of you, my congregation has become home. Peace, emb

  192. Don’t worry, Lily. Once they get their Botox injections, you won’t be able to tell from their facial expressions if they are irate or not.

  193. My newly graduated cousin in dentistry is apparently specializing in botox injections in north Louisiana. Go figure the vanity!

    Now if any of us have been botoxed I apologize. When I was in my 30’s I planned to have plastic surgery and breasts lifted. I had more disposable $$$ in those days! Went to our plastic surgeon (yes, we already had one) who was a friend and he told me I was wasting my money, that neither face nor boobs needed it.

    Looked at both last night and I guess it is too late!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  194. Just did my bi-weekly “catch up” on the veritable flurry of activity that is 9 Chickweed Lane and still trying to figure out why an obviously poor marksman is running around France just after D-Day, by himself, toting a sniper rifle and wearing an American Army uniform, and trying to shoot what should appear to him to be French civilians. Oh, well, I’m sure the proprietor of 9CL will have a logical explanation…if he ever gets to it.

  195. I know a physician who once told me the secret of cosmetic facial surgery was to have a face lift at 45, which would make you look 30, so that you wouldn’t look 45 again until you were 60. He’d had his at 45, but now he’s 80 and believe me, he doesn’t look 65.

  196. There is an Anglican church in Ft. Worth that doesn’t believe in ordination of women or gay marriage or a lot of other things. Sometimes I am tempted to go visit it and talk to them but I can’t talk anybody into going with me. Besides, I am too busy at my own church. We have choir practice at seven on Wednesday and evensong on Thursday

  197. Anglicans, ~ United Methodists, run the theological gamut. So far, both have not as readily split into var. synods, sects, and such as some denominations. One problem for both, is the incr. # of churches in Africa, which tend to be virulently homophobic. Didn’t one African nation recently make gay practice a capital crime? Well, the Bible says “stone ’em.”

    P.S. Most of the female UMC pastors I’ve met, and two ELCA as well, have been neat.

  198. Something between 500 and 600 comments a few years ago when Jimmy took off from the blog for a week or ten days. Probably would be more if he did that now.

  199. I am just chiming in to note Arlo has hit the nail on the head and “become the statue” in one quick observation.

    Today was definitely Monday. Quite strange but a really good day. Finally, FINALLY, getting some good news on closing out the mess that is mom’s estate. My sister said she came to visit her last week. They both saw and spoke with her. Maybe it is a sign.

    Oh, and I need to thank my Pepsi guy for helping me win a Coke contest. 😀

  200. I’ve said it before, but apparently it needs to be repeated: Secure your own mask before assisting others (from preflight instructions).

  201. I think the mystery marksman who can’t hit anything in the American uniform is Martine’s ex-lover who was then wearing a German uniform and posing as a German officer while making love to her in the farmhouse where she was sending coded messages in jokes to Bill. Then the ex-German double agent showed up back in the camp where Bill’s girl friend is the American singer who is getting information from prisoner’s is and tried to put the moves on her and was threatened by Bill’s old boss if he did. He was at that time wearing an American uniform and acting as a double agent, Martine is a double agent, Bill is a spy or in intelligence of some sort, as is his boss the Colonel/General what ever back in the camp, as is the sweet American singer who becomes the Granny in the end to all the Chickweed Lane family.

    Now that’s sorted out, I need to go look and see if Martine still has on any clothes?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  202. Sophist? Arlo the Sophist? Ghost, I am becoming intrigued by your choice of words! You ALWAYS use them correctly.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  203. Military cartooning is not CWL’s forte’. He should get the heck out of that wheat field and back to civilian life. Watterson was an awesome military artist with Calvin’s secret life, Snoopy and the Red Baron, Beetle Bailey, Steve Canyon, Terry and the Pirates……

    I could go on but there were so many.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  204. Jackie:

    A fellow emeritus in math always does forte wrong.* We’re saying something is not a cartoonist’s strength, right. The French forte means that, is pronounced FORT, and the e is not accented, it’s there to make sure you sound the final t. You don’t sound the e.

    *He’s sure he’s right; I no longer respond.

    In music, if Brahms wants the band to play loud, he marks the passage forte, but this time it’s Italian, and you therefore pronounce the e, FOR-TAY, still no accent. If anyone catches me doing this sort of thing, tell me.

    Peace, emb

  205. EMB- my French is like Miss Piggy’s! I don’t even do menu French well!

    After the episode with Mount Mulch in the back yard, I am no longer allowed to speak Spanish either. That or some other foreign language fiascos. My husband said 13 years of a foreign language and I still can’t say “Dame uno plancho por mi pantelones.”

    Which is about how Miss Piggy would speak Spanish probably?

    Love, Jackie Monies (who also loves the written language and those who know it)

  206. By golly, Jackie, I believe you’ve figured it out! Makes perfect sense to me.

    You mean the sniper is Bert Kronjuwel, the double or perhaps triple agent who is either a Wehrmacht Captain or US Army Captain or both? It had been so long since he was last seen that I had to look back to January…Yes! January!…to see what he looked liked like. But since McEldowney seems to only draw a handful of different faces for all his characters, I’m still not sure. Could be, though.

  207. Jackie, I speak fluent Spanish and I am the office “Interpreter” when monolingual patients come in. It helps that I am dark and look kind of Indian ( :P) so they think I am one of them. One nice lady asked me what part of Mexico I was from, and I was glowing for days. Of course, in the summertime mi pelo es demasiado rubio para ser mexicano.

  208. Yeah, it’s called “bushmeat” and it’s not only being used as a food source in parts of Africa, it’s also being smuggled into places like England, where it’s in demand by emigrants as “traditional” food, and sold on the black market. Guess some people would rather eat monkey brains than sweetbreads and steak & kidney pie. Personally, I’d pass on both.

    I believe it was Jay Leno who quipped that the British cook and eat all the animal parts everyone else throws away.

  209. I did same thing, went back and looked at the face(s) after last couple days to see if I could tell if it was indeed our double/triple agent for sure and decided they all looked the same and I wasn’t even absolutely positive Bill was same person back from the arc two-three years ago? In fact, today I thought if you changed Bill’s hair color HE might be the mystery sniper?

    But a hundred years ago when I drew cartoon females they could have been the same person except for hair color, eye color and bra cup sizes. And clothing or lack there of. And I sure never got paid very much either! Just enough to say I wasn’t total amateur but no professional.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  210. Gee, Jackie, I suddenly think I’d like to know more about your cartooning experiences. 🙂

    As to the notion that Martine drilled the sniper’s scope with a Luger round at any range from which she could conceivably hit it, and the sniper then ran away unscathed, I have two words…Moshe Dayan. In 1941, he was looking through binoculars that were hit by a sniper firing from several hundred yards away. Fragments of metal and glass destroyed his left eye, and he wore an eye patch the rest of his life.

    I remembered that from a Travis McGee novel I read many years ago. One day I’m going to run out of room in my brain for such trivia.

  211. There was a deal of FB today of a guy with a pistol who popped a balloon at 1000 yards.

    Or as the Union General Chamberlain said, “They couldn’t hit an elephant at this dis…”

  212. “One day I’m going to run out of room in my brain for such trivia.” In my experience the trivia crowd out the older stuff, except for the more trivial older stuff. BTW, the notion of our being “totally depraved” is not my idea, it’s specifically Calvin’s, and I expect Luther would basically agree. Ain’t theology wunnerful?

  213. Wait a minute? What disease is it my Aunt and assorted relatives get/may get by sucking out those squirrel brains from the squirrel dumplings/stew?

    This is not to say I eat squirrel, which I do not, but I know it was my late aunt’s favorite meal and had to be prepared for her on every visit! And she’d say the same darned thing every time she fished the heads out for herself…… Right up until her death at almost 100 years.

    In honesty I am not much of a game eater nor wild fish either but I do know plenty who are.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  214. Well, it is pretty generally said in the Bible that all have sinned and come short of the glory of God. I guess that is the same as “depraved” (“morally bad or debased; corrupt”) so I am not so sure that is so different from orthodox theology. C.S. Lewis said that all the saints that left written records thought that they themselves “were vile.” (Mere Christianity”? I think) It was left to scoundrels like Rousseau, whom I despise, to say that men were born good…[N]othing is so gentle as man in his primitive state, when placed by nature at an equal distance from the stupidity of brutes and the fatal enlightenment of civil man.”

  215. Lily, as soon as I read your 1000-yard balloon comment, I said to myself, “That had to have been Jerry Miculek.” Googled it and yep, it sure was. (He’s one of my SWAT ninja’s heroes.)

    I feed my Ruger KP89 the same ammo he used, but I don’t expect to duplicate his shot. Or even Martine’s “comic strip” shot.

  216. Jackie, I’m guessing your Auntie would have been incensed by the waste of food demonstrated on the viral video I read about (but haven’t watched) of a man apparently kicking a squirrel over the edge of the Grand Canyon.

  217. David in Austin – Come to Indiana some time. The lower Great Lakes/Wabash Valley dialect is quite similar to a southern accent. We add/delete letters to words all the time. “Put the oinge breffass deshes in thee zinc to be warshed.” It took much heckling and lots of practice to actually say “orange” and not “oinge.” And “for” will forever be “fer;” I finally gave up on that one. Somewhere in my cousin’s barn is a book I bought ages ago entitled (roughly) “Why Hoosiers Can’t Say Indianapolis.” It came with a cd of examples of mangled enunciation. I miss that book, but 20,000+ cubic feet it too much to search through; it is literally filled to (and into) the rafters.

    Where I grew up, soft drinks are called pop, and around here they are cokes. I rebel and say soda, and annoy everybody. 🙂

  218. East Texas people say “warsh” for “wash” and “winder” for “window.” Which I make fun of with great glee. I love to tell one of them, “Georger (Georgia), open the winder.” It makes her so irritated. I admit to saying “ant” for “Aunt” and making no difference between “pin” and “pen.” One East Texanism I will never commit is saying “fixin’ to” for “about to do” and “carryin’” for “taking.” Yankees I know make fun of “reckon” but I have seen it in British books,so there!

  219. Ghost, a quote re your statement about running out of room: “I consider that a man’s brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose. A fool takes in all the lumber of every sort that he comes across, so that the knowledge which might be useful to him gets crowded out, or at best is jumbled up with a lot of other things, so that he has a difficulty in laying his hands upon it. Now the skilful workman is very careful indeed as to what he takes into his brain-attic. He will have nothing but the tools which may help him in doing his work, but of these he has a large assortment…”

    Sherlock Holmes, as quoted by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

  220. Jackie, Jakob-Kreutzfeld disease is the human equivalent of Mad Cow disease. The virus eats its way through the brain and spinal system with terrible results. Mad Cow disease came about through the process of recycling sheep brain and nerve tissue into cattle feed, thereby transferring a disease of sheep into the cattle production system.

  221. The reason East Texans pronounce words that way is the same reason that they do in Winn Parish, LA where most of half my ancestors came from. It is preservation of the dialect they brought with them from the Piedmont low country of the Carolinas when they immigrated right after the Revolutionary War.

    Professors, I am going to admit I took this course back in the early 1960’s and don’t have Ghost’s phenomenal recall but one of my prof’s did his doctoral paper on the subject. My ancestors left Carolinas prior to 1790, via Mississippi and Alabama, got to Louisiana by 1805. They spoke an English much like our forefathers did and continued to speak it because they were “hillbillies” who were locked in by physical and social barriers.

    As the years progressed and Texas opened up, they moved into East Texas taking their dialects with them. My Aunt/Ant spoke exactly as Lily describes and yes, I laughed at them some myself.

    Of course, I had the advantage of a Yankee education and people who strove to eradicate the Southern accent by teaching me “universal English.” That and how to eat all my meals with a knife and fork, even fried chicken and corn, apples and bananas.
    And courtesy and curtsying at the cotillions!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  222. Seriously, is this terrible disease carried by squirrels and rodents that people eat? Like squirrel brains are still considered delicacies I know in dumplings/stew. I wasn’t joking about that part.

    About unneeded trivia and information, my husband’s favorite thing to tell me is “That went out when I opened the seacock to my brain” or close enough? Meaning, he deliberately no longer cares to know that if he ever did!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  223. I love dialects.

    In a meeting, our IT department manager distributed to the department managers a memo from our software vendor, detailing the status of some needed fixes. After glancing at it, I pointed out that the memo was a bit confusing about which fixes were accomplished, in the pipeline, or pending. He agreed. I then told him that for the benefit of us Southerners the vendor should consider re-categorizing them as “Fixed”, “Being Fixed” and “Fixin’ To Be Fixed”. That got a good laugh from the (Mid-Western) IT guy, and I even caught our hard-ass division VP fighting off a smile.

  224. Jackie, I’ll admit squirrel brains as a delicacy is one I missed growing up. My mom did sometimes fix brains and eggs for Christmas breakfasts, canned calf’s brains being widely available in food markets. Of course, that was back in the day when if you’d said “bovine spongiform encephalopathy” folks would have looked at you and asked just how hard you’d been hit in the head with that two-by-four.

  225. Oh, and the really cool thing about having eaten brains and eggs…it actually grossed out my Cajun friends when I told them about it. 🙂

  226. I was about 17 when I took that course and found out my phD prof had been out recording my relatives say “Ah wurshed the tare on the kar” and they meant tire/not tar.

    He had gone to Carolinas or been in school there, recorded them, then came back to Louisiana and recorded my kin folks, declaring “they were the closest thing to our colonial forefathers still extant in the country.”

    At 17 that is embarrassing. At 70 it is fascinating.

    Well, my hillbilly kinfolks did manage to put three governors of Louisiana in office and might well have put a president in the White House, so they must have brought some native smarts along for the wagon ride!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  227. Another delicacy I would not/did not eat but I recall Granny putting canned tomatoes in hers?

    But no one but me ate oysters and seafood although I found a ton of jars for them in that cistern I dug up. A family who built/owned the house after Civil War seemed to have brought in a LOT of expensive and strange comestibles. I doubt they ate squirrel brains? Help might have?

    Love, Jackie Monies

  228. Yeah, well, Sherlock Holmes may have prided himself on being a skillful worker who had nothing in his brain-attic but a large assortment of the tools which helped him do his work, but he was still a cokehead and a junky. 🙂

  229. Don’t forget that Eddie Valiant tried to drown his demons… but that was typical of the private investigators who were sucked into complicated plots and tormented by women who weren’t truly bad, just drawn that way.

  230. My husband would kill for one more quart jar of my granny’s blue lake pole beans, canned. Not so much her tomatoes but possibly the peaches?

    Before I had carotid bypass he made me teach him how to get the peaches perfectly ripened and peeled for frozen peaches that never turn brown without using simple syrup and artificial chemicals. It’s not that hard but he wanted to know in case I didn’t make it.

    I told him the hard part would be finding a woman that would do it!

  231. My daughters tease me about my changeable accent. I tend to slide into the mode of what-ever region I’m in at the time. I have the benefit of education, but I’ve been exposed to a boat-load of regional southern dialect from Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi, Arkansas, Missouri, and Texas (Not much from LA, Jackie). I can understand ‘most anyone from the “South” and I shameless use “fixin to” and “Y’all” in everyday conversation. I find it interesting, today, that when we read Huck Finn in high school that there was no interpretation needed for the vernacular of Tom, Huck, or Jim. Everyone knew pretty well exactly what they meant.

  232. Kreuzfeld-Jakob is not caused by viruses but by prions. Much nastier little boogers. For one thing, you can’t sterilize them away.

    I avoid the whole thing by never eating brains that I know of, and making fun of doofuses that believe in zombies. I ask you!

  233. Ghost, I love Travis McGee still. I say aunt/ant, and I think “soda pop” was perfectly acceptable when I grew up in Kansas (a lot of years ago).

  234. Where I grew up, the only oysters I ever saw came in a can.

    We later moved further south, where I first saw shrimp when I was fourteen. Had to ask what they were. I’ve made up for that since, though.

    Welcome to “Jimmy Johnson’s Cartoon, Food, Humor, Trivia, Americana and Nostalgia Blog.”

  235. We also tended to say “crick,” as in “I’ll be there Sunday, God willin’ and the crick don’t rise.” Have we talked about that one here before? Did someone think it referred to the Creek Indian Nation rather than the local waterway?

  236. When I last ran a number of salesmen I covered from California as far north as Bakersfield, NV, up to Utah, then across AZ, NM, TX. OK, LA. MO, MS, AL, TN, FL, GA. Coast to coast in a single day with time changes, I’d start early and end late, late. My job was to route the guys to accounts I set up to buy from them, so I was basically doing ton of cold calling to open new accounts or reopen old closed accounts, get set appointment in existing accounts. This is actually the hard part of selling, once this is done its usually a done deal. I was guaranteeing that the salesmen were actually working, not goofing off.

    The interesting thing was the regional accents in a single day. In the South I spoke more Southern accent, out West I went to a more universal or Texan speech pattern, Yankee doesn’t work south of I-40!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  237. Munchkin, for some reason I’ve been reading some dystopian/post-apocalyptic fiction lately, and I’ll have to say that some writers have come up with explanations for their “zombies” and zombie-like creatures that don’t require a huge suspension of disbelief.

  238. At one point in my life, I spent a good bit of time on the telephone, calling all over the country doing investigative and skip-tracing work. When I made calls to businesses above the M-D Line, the “Yankee girls” sure did seem to like my accent.

  239. Ghost: BS. Dead is dead. Dead people can’t walk or hurt anybody or eat “Brainnssss…” Dead tissues can’t function. Nobody could ever convince me of that. I believe in evil spirits and demons, and could on a stretch believe in werewolves (though mostly I just laugh myself sick) Sorry. i could even believe in a ghost that wanted for some reason to look like a skeleton, but I wouldn’t be afraid of them. I have seen real evil and it has no magic about it.

  240. Nope, DM, these “zombies” aren’t dead. (That’s why I put “zombies” in quotation marks.) They are the victims of viruses (some weaponized, some naturally mutated) that cause various forms of deranged, zombie-like behavior.

  241. NK, according to Variety, Fox has a script for “The Deep Blue Goodbye” and is in talks with Christian Bale to star as Travis McGee. I could never understand why someone had not ever developed those 21 John D. MacDonald novels into a blockbuster movie franchise. Perhaps that may now happen.

    Not sure Bale would have been my first choice to portray Trav, but a movie set on the water would certainly provide plenty of opportunities for him to take off his shirt. Could help pull in movie viewers of the female persuasion, I suppose.

  242. NK/AZ: I was raised with aunt/ant being homonyms [ in NYCity ].

    Where in KS were you raised – I was in Lawrence for 6 years a while back.

    Yes, I believe we did the creek/Creek/crick thing some time ago; for my money, the reference is to the waterways of the region.

  243. Lilyblack, although General Chamberlain was at Gettysburg, he was only a Colonel at the time, commanding the 20th Maine on Little Round Top. The man you’re quoting was General John Sedgwick who is reported to have said that just as he was killed at Spotsylvania Court House on May 9, 1864. ( Alas, it appears that the story is apocryphal; he actually finished the sentence and was killed moments later.

  244. Good morning Villagers…

    Llee, you’re right, Drudge is like a tabloid with only headlines. Other news sources (clicked on Yahoo news this morn for the first time) run videos and it only slows down my computer (yeah, I know, get a new laptop)

    But, downsizing our military is not the strategy to be doing now (and this was not the first time I’d seen nor hear of it)….we were once a great military force in the world and I’m afraid that we’ve become weak.

    Indy Mindy….what did you win? And I too say ‘soda’.


  245. Good morning Debbe and other early risers. The birds are chirping away outside my office and it is still dark. I need to get their feeders refilled so they will hang around today. Mom and I enjoy watching them and I have feeders out on edge of porch so the food stays dry and she can see them. Makes a mess but that isn’t important to anyone except the husband really, mom loves to go sweep the porch anyway.

    We have I believe all the John MacDonald novels here in library/office with me or should be back in place soon. Husband is huge fan of Travis McGee. He gets onto certain authors and accumulates a lot of books, not to mention he has left his boating book collection to some institution and he’d better tell me who it is!

    Husband is beginning to feel better. He yelled at me about all the stuff we had stashed in here while he was so ill, we immediately got most of it out so he could continue to catalog and replace his books. He has not put an additional book back yet but I am going to remind him, he needs to get back to some activity to make him feel “normal”.

    Just noticed the 12# dog is sleeping on the pillow from my desk chair on floor. Neighbor and I seem to have acquired a rat terrier or something like a Chihuahua Jack Russell cross? Cute dog, no tags. Floor dog is my really badly bred Papillion/maybe? I have had a long time.

    Everyone have a good day today where ever you are in life or America.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  246. Thanks Sideburns for the sharpshooter information! I love this bar and grill, lots of good and interesting history, theology, food and thought. We were supposed to be going to Philly and Gettysburg later this month but it has been changed to Wilmington, DE, the du Pont gardens and mansions and the only exhibit of “Downton Abbey” in America before it leaves town.

    Oh, and at least one nautical museum and the new downstairs staff exhibit on how servants lived and worked during the du Pont homes I believe. I find out where we are going when we get there? But Longwood Gardens is on my bucket list since I was about 20, so need to get it seen.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  247. GR6, are you reading the new John Ringo series? If not, give them a try. Under a Graveyard Sky, To Sail a Darkling Sea, Islands of Rage and Hope.
    Funny to hear you were once in the skip trace business. I did some of that myself while working for ADT Remarketing Solutions. We didn’t do the repo ourselves, but were middlemen taking contracts from lenders and farming it out to the folks with the tow trucks. We had a few people who did the work on hard skips to get leads for the repo crews. Interesting work, to me.

  248. Not sure whether to be more impressed with Lily running 9 miles before breakfast or John Ringo writing 33 books in collaboration with a ton of writers? Whoa! Almost swallowed the wrong pill!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  249. Looks like we may be headed for 500+ comments again.

    Jackie, I loved the Lovely Mermaid’s affectionate nickname for the Simple Fisherman…Simp Fish. And also, of course, that she didn’t know what to do with a bra. 😉

  250. For those who haven’t seen it, Arlo gives her a bra to wear to meet his mother and Janis puts it on her head like a cap. And yes, I thought of Ghost!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  251. Aw, come on, even a hippie chick knows where to put a bra! I can remember getting taken by my gramma to the Playtex store and solemnly getting fitted for my training bra. Got to admit I go without one most days, except when dressing up to go to church or go out. Even in wintertime, when I wear a tee under my scrub top and a lab coat over that. It makes me feel dressed up when I wear one, and somehow cuter, especially when my underwear match

  252. One day, one of my all-female staff was telling the others about some great lingerie bargains she’d found on sale at a local department store. (Yeah, they mostly treat me like I’m just one of the girls, and I hear it all.) Another of them is a very attractive older woman who is not at all what one would call well-endowed. The bargain-finder told her, deadpan, “And they have some lovely training bras, too.”

  253. Har, har, I kicked the slats out of my cradle the last time I heard that one. 😛

    I was at a slumber party in high school and was changing into a nightgown and one of my better-endowed friends said, “Wow, Susie, have you tried Clearasil?”

  254. Debbe – I won a galaxy tablet and some Coke brand goodies. Haven’t got it yet, probably a good thing because the cat refuses to help pack. Poor kitty is so confused…

  255. Mark, I have read the first John Ringo dystopian novel you mentioned. (Not really a zombie story, Lily. 🙂 ). Just the other day I was checking the Kindle Budget to see how soon I could purchase novel #2 in the series. I had to set up the KinBud because of Amazon’s Kindle Store “Buy now with 1-Click” feature. (Talk about a kid in a candy store.) Whoever came up with that is an evil, evil person.

    My boss did vehicle repo work as a sideline, and I both helped him and did some for him when he was busy and we had a hot one to grab. He was listed in the ARA directory, and most of our cases were for out-of-state banks and finance companies on cars, trucks, motorcycles and tractors (as in tractor-trailers). It wasn’t high volume, and I never had to “steal” one (which meant “confrontation” instead). As you’d guess, I do have a few interesting repo stories. (Bubba can get testy when you tell him he’s got to give up his shiny, almost-new 4WD, just because he’s three payments in arrears.) If it wasn’t cost effective for the lien holder to have someone come get the unit, we’d get local bids and sell it for them. I actually bid on and got a nice Kawasaki Z1 that way. Something of a crotch-rocket in its day, but I was a wild and crazy guy back then, and certainly nothing like the staid, upstanding citizen I am today.

  256. I can’t bring myself to buy a book by anybody named “John Ringo.” It reminds me of my grandpa playing that dumb Lorne Green song (or rather monologue) that doesn’t really make sense.

  257. Ghost – We still have no Pepsi cooler. No one wants a warm soda, so Coke products are selling like crazy.

    My former assistant’s boyfriend does repo work for a local car dealer. Lots of crazy stories.

    Lily – Short recap of the Ringo song: Singer saves Ringo’s life. Ringo becomes outlaw, singer a law man. Ringo shows up to town, and singer is sent to kill Ringo. Ringo outdraws singer, but only shoots the gun out of singer’s hand in respect for singer saving Ringo’s life. The townspeople kill Ringo, and singer retires and puts his badge on Ringo’s grave as a symbol of mutual respect – Ringo ultimately kept a shred of humanity until he died.

  258. Lily, if it helps, just think of him as Ron Jingo, Apparently some SF fans of a more liberal bent already do. But he can certainly write a good action/adventure yarn.

  259. Remember New Coke? I’ve heard it was Coca Cola’s attempt to make their product taste more like Pepsi. But Dave Barry claimed their secret formula for New Coke was to fill open vats of indeterminate size with an indeterminate amount of Old Coke; dumping in an indeterminate number of 100-lbs bags of sugar; and letting it sit for an indeterminate amount of time. I have to admit that it seemed a bit sweet and flat to me, compared to Old Coke.

  260. Mark in TTown – I missed your truck crash earlier. Holy cow! Well, something cow-ish anyway. What a mess. I line the line about ” waiting on trucks full of waffles or sweet corn to drive by.” At least someone had sense of humor about it.

  261. Indy Mindy: I know, I know, What kills me is the part about “The spark still burned, so I used my knife And late that night I saved the life Of Ringo.” Where could a bullet be that an untrained cowboy with an unsterile knife could remove and save him?

  262. Well, he never said it wasn’t sanitized. People are hardy, we’ve survived the dark ages and lots of stupid ideas about health and hygiene. My guess is shoulder wound since he had to relearn the quick-draw skills.

  263. Prior to about 1900, one was statistically more likely to die if one went to a hospital than if one did not.

    Something else those who pine for “the good old days” should remember.

  264. Yeah, but how would a shoulder wound endanger his life? Collapse a lung? Knife and bullet removal wouldn’t help. Blood loss and shock, lacerate a major blood vessel (axillary artery or vein)?” Using a knife wouldn’t help and might make it worse. I know, I know, artistic license. But that’s the kind of things that bug me. I asked The Boss Of My Life, a real trauma surgeon and she just laughed and said, “It’s a song, Susie. Next you are gonna ask if Paul McCartney could really sleep in that girl’s bath.” This from the woman that used to holler at the TV on Grey’s Anatomy.

  265. Lilyblack, most likely danger was infection. Bullet would carry fabric, etc into the wound. Many men of that era had survived the Civil War and had some idea of quick and dirty battlefield surgery. Of course, in those days it was mostly all quick and dirty before the germ theory of infection had taken hold.
    Ghost, you might also like to read A State of Rebellion by Tom Kratman, if you haven’t yet.

  266. Lily, I know you will consider it a waste but he probably poured some alcoholic beverage into the wound, onto the knife and down the throat of the shot gunslinger. I thought of you when I read that article about nine things to do with vodka other than drink it!

    About Coke, we used to use Coke the beverage to remove corrosion off battery connections and to clean spark plugs in the old days. Still works, I used that hoary old trick to get a expensive nonstarting vehicle to ignite for a person from some other country recently. He was amazed!

    It will also do a decent job of cleaning out ground in asphalt and dirt from wounds on knees, chins and other scraped body parts.

    New Coke was the most disgusting beverage ever foisted on the public. When they changed the formula on Diet Coke quite a few years ago I collected several thousand signatures (pre internet) by standing outside groceries to petition Coca Cola to go back to whichever artificial sweetner they changed.


    Love, Jackie Monies

  267. Best kept in wire baskets at room temperature out of sunlight for both sweet potatoes and white potatoes and onions, garlic, that is why people stored them in basements and cellars. Do not store in plastic bags, even if ventilated with holes.

    True fact, m,am!

  268. Ghost, thanks for the Christian Bale pic! I’m not sure he quite fits my mental picture of Travis M. either, but he is certainly nice eye candy. Bwahahaha over size only for flower beds. And I am one with you on Kindle one-clicks!! I will at least check for possible John Ringo e-books at the library first.

    CXP, so we have something in common besides philately. I was born in a small town in southeast Kansas, went to high school in Salina, and husband Jim and I both attended college at KU and lived in Lawrence for five years after we were married. That’s a long time ago now (1963-1968). We have been back, and of course it’s very changed now. We still have family living here and there throughout Kansas.

  269. Looked up a little more on why. Cold temps in fridge make the starch in potatoes get sweeter and changes taste. If you expose to light, they turn green, which I knew, but Idaho potato guys say you can cut that off and they can be eaten. The change in the starch also changes how they cook (I knew that one) and you will end up with gooey smashed potatoes and French fries that look weird and don’t fry well.

    Yard/gardener lady just planted my crop of assorted colored potatoes, so we will see if we get fall new potatoes. It’s hell when you have to hire help for your hobby! I need to roll those snow peas and green beans around in some inoculate to throw in rows of that new garden bed. I favor tall pole varieties and buy a rainbow of colors, so we will have green, blue, yellow, off white, purple and rattlesnake varieties unless we get an early freeze before they mature.

    Got smart and bought the industrial plastic mesh rolls they use to hold back road construction to use for trellising. Finding a color other than orange was a little of challenge.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  270. Ghost and NK in AZ, go to the Baen Books website. They are Mr. Ringo’s publishers. They have some free e-books for all types of E-readers on the notion that if they can get you to read a book by someone you don’t know, you might be tempted to buy further works. Sounds like a good idea to me.

  271. Sounds nice, Jackie. In our huge lot, there is a 100 x 100 foot tilled area surrounded by a cute little picket fence which is planted and tended by me. The Man In My Life does have some supervisory functions, hehe. There is a 6′ round plot for herbs ( mint, thyme, sage, and basil) with a bay tree growing in the middle. The veggies this year are tomatoes (three different types: cherry (which started in our compost heap three years ago and I am still growing) Pomodoro and a heritage variety I got from my friend Joan. I replanted them this July and they are doing very, very well.Hot peppers, which I have to pickle myself before they are fit for human consumption, radishes, onions, eggplant, and zucchini. Yeah, I know what they say about zucchini, and I only plant three plants and they are plenty for our family with occasional guests. I like gardening, it works off nervous energy and I love the fresh veggies.

  272. Mark I considered that but these are about 40 foot long beds times three and have 4 x 4 posts with stanchions across tops that fun down length of bed. They sit in front of where I am “supposed” to be putting a guest house “someday” and we all decided the neighbors can’t figure out the trellised garden anyway and orange would further confuse them! Plus daughter said she didn’t want to look at Day-Glo orange from front porch of the guest house, as this stuff is supposed to last for years without falling apart from UV damage. We will see.

    This was supposed to be my birthday present, husband had lung removed instead in February, so I ended up hiring contractors to build it. Could have taken out a gift certificate for gold plated tomatoes!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  273. Less trouble around here with the bunnies and grasshoppers than with the deer. They even eat the ripe peaches off my brother-in-law’s trees for dessert after they finish everything else. I told him that when he has one of them converted to sausage this winter, it will all even out.

  274. I keep the bunnies and bugs away from leaf lettuces and spinach by growing in plastic gutters hanging from the fence. Drill 3/8″ or so holes in the bottom of the gutters every 4 inches and hang the gutters from the fence with bent loops of heavy wire/clothes hanger. You can cut the gutters to the desired length or use in the typical factory length of 10′. Plastic end caps will keep the soil from falling out. Don’t use dirt, use “potting mix” sold in the big 64 quart bags at Lowes/Home Depot. Does a GREAT job of growing leaf lettuces, spinach, or other leafy greens. Can even grow beets for greens. Leafy stuff grows best in Texas during early spring and late fall. During the summer you can use the gutters to grow bush-type green beans.
    Another place to look for BAEN science fiction in various e-book formats is at the website It is possible to browse various copies of CDs provided as promotions with books and download specific e-books, or read them online. You may also choose to download a full copy of the entire CD in either ISO image form or a ZIP file of all the books on a particular CD. All fully legal and approved by the publisher.

  275. NK: We overlapped, then; my years in Lawrence were ’61-’67! I spent most of my time in Malott Hall and lived in what was then called “Stouffer Place” in building 3 apt. 12.

    I found out only a few years ago that my HS Latin teacher (from New York City) was in Lawrence in (at least) ’64 and died there!! I would have enjoyed visiting, had I known, and I would have certainly attended her funeral. No one at HS even suspected she was a “country gal” (albeit of some age) from KS!!

    Coincidences can be fun.

  276. David in Austin, thanks for the other link. I didn’t know about that one. Can you tell me what an ISO file is? I notice that the books are listed in and

    The gutter garden looks like a cool idea. There is also a company that makes growing bags for potatoes. You just load up the bags with the appropriate growing medium, insert the starters and empty out the bag when its harvest time. Of course you have to water and fertilize them, but no weeding and no critters eating them from underground.

  277. Ghost, I know that we have whitetails here in our county. I have even seen coyotes on our street. But no deer is gonna come into our fenced yard smelling of dogs and completely surrounded by houses. Though there is a 6 1/2 acre lot that backs up to our place, there are horses on it and no trees to speak of. Squirrels and bunnies are our pests, not to speak of nasssty bugs

  278. I need to find that B and B we stay in up near Apostle Islands that is an old motel turned into lavish gardens and cute B and B rooms. That was where I saw the guttering gardens, like Babylon, just blew me away since they have such a short gardening season and it was all blooming together, which never happens in Oklahoma and Texas.

    My daughter has a house down street from her that is a multistory Victorian that had same thing, gardens to the sky, but all blooming, no veggies.

    Ghost, I am going to find the link to The Red Dirt gardeners site. She has incredible potager garden and I do not know her but she is in Oklahoma.

    I love the one you posted too.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  279. When I was in junior high I read a fantasy tale about a floating island inhabited by the fairies described by Shakespeare in A Midsummer Night’s Dream. In fact, the fairies mentioned to the 20th century lad who made his way to the island that young Wm S had been their visitor.

    Do any of you have any idea of the title or author of that tale? I’d love to purchase it for my grandkids.

  280. Mark, the first link beside the CD title is browsable. You can download one or many ebooks from that link. The ISO image is an exact copy of the CD. Your CD burner software should/may be able to copy that image from your computer to a physical CD. The other archive/zip file can be extracted to your computer and accessed without making a physical CD. It has ALL of the books on the CD in one download.

  281. Found the Flower House in Quincy, IL. I luckily remembered it was for sale and that price is an excellent one, by the way, as it is completely restored and gorgeous place.

    Hope that takes you there. The house is named The Flower House for the floral designs in roof tiles and the lush plantings on roofs. Enlarge photos to see detail. I have seen it more lavishly planted than this with giant ball topiaries all along walks, even more stuff on roofs. There is a watering system.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  282. No it DID NOT go where it was supposed to! Maui?

    The other property is in Bayfield, WI and the Apostle Islands and is called Winnfield Gardens and Lodge, has gutters turned into flower containers along roof lines. Ain’t gonna try and go there!

    I’ll end up in Australia.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  283. If any of you are using Chrome, it has a neat feature that sandcastler could probably tell us more about. If you see something on a site you want to find out about, highlight it, then right click and you will get a list of options, including search Google for the word(s) you highlighted. It makes a fast way to find something, like the inn Jackie mentioned.

  284. Mark in TTown (and any other Internets gurus out there)
    I was *just* searching for some information on a puzzle. I have a Rand McNally War Map puzzle. It gives a list of UN and Axis allies, populations, and has flags along the top and bottom. There is no copyright date, but preliminary searches indicate a possible year of 1943, but I have yet to see a photo for proper verification.

  285. There are those who swear that New Coke was a publicity stunt. There are those who know this because so-and-so who worked at Coke told them so. I remind them of the first line of Richard Nixon’s autobiography. “I was born in the house that I helped my Father build.”

  286. Lady Mindy, just how long has it been since you cleaned out your closets?

    Yeah, that would be some great publicity, alright. You know, the one based on the premise, “We made a really, really stupid corporate decision a few months ago, but don’t worry; we’re going to fix it and soon things will be as they ever were. Oh, and please don’t tell our shareholders. Thank you very much.”

  287. Good one, Gal. Although it appears Arlo may have overdone it a bit. I’d prefer a woman to respond with a slight blush and then slide closer to me while offering a titter, rather than turning crimson and sitting there in shocked silence.

    And before Loon says anything, let me add…

    titter (n) a tittering laugh

  288. I wish I had the computer smarts so many of you do! If you love flowers and gardens as I do, I recommend “visiting” the Bayfield , WI inn Mark found for me. I love this place, it is just an older motel that was turned into the most beautiful place with the use of flowers and plants done creatively. It is a work of love, done by the wife of owners I believe. We visit a lot of gardens and lakes and look at rural landscapes with wild flowers.

    Texas takes advantage of their wildflowers and plants and encourages plantings. I am opposed to mowing and wish our entire country were flowers and wildflowers from coast to coast.

    Once I was doing the flowers for Ladybird Johnson’s visit to NASA to dedicate something in Lyndon’s memory. A dumb female VP from Texas bank who was hosting the event called with a “brilliant idea she’d had!” I should go out on roadsides and pick the flowers because she’d heard Ladybird liked wildflowers.

    I pointed out not too politely that first, it was February in Texas and not much in bloom, and secondly, Ladybird had worked hard to get laws passed that prohibited such picking on roadsides, protecting our flowers! And thirdly, while I had wildflowers planned for the event they were being flown in from Holland, grown in hothouses!

    Love, Jackie Monies

  289. Very funny Ghost, but yes, it’s been a while. If my memory serves, I first discovered it behind the bar at my maternal grandparents’ house, disguised in an old Coronet toaster box. From there, it lived on the top shelf of my parents’ closet; at some point, I brought it home with me and it’s lived on MY closet shelf. My eight year old self wrote my own and sister’s names and ages on the top of the box, likely the last time we put it together. I remembered it as HUGE, imagine my rueful surprise tonight to find it had “shrunk.” To paraphrase Arlo – it’s always been that size, you just don’t remember being that small.

  290. Trucker, I saw that after I sent it. Don’t think you can edit this later? I asked who did flowers and gardens, expecting to hear a landscape company and they said owner’s wife.

  291. CXP, I do love “small world” coincidences! Jim spent a considerable amount of time in Malott Hall his first two years at KU when he was an engineering student. He started college in 1956–right after Sputnik went up, and every American boy who could add 2 and 2 and reliably get 4 was supposed to become an engineer and help us catch up with the Russians! (Anybody else here remember that?) After two years he figured out that wasn’t where he belonged and got into math ed where he did belong. He went back to grad school from ’61 to ’63, but that was also in math ed. I, in the meantime, was firmly in the liberal arts, with a double major in French and German, taking botany and geology for my sciences. I think I placed out of math altogether. We got married in 1963 and I graduated in 1964. Jim taught at West Junior High for five years after he got his master’s. He always says he taught high school, junior high, and college, and he liked junior high the best.
    Were you teaching at KU or doing grad work–or both? Jim thinks he remembers that Stouffer Place was married student housing….

  292. How can I choose a season, Mark? They sound fabulous! I don’t care how many boats we are towing the next time I go through Mobile I have to see those. We go to Florida for the Everglades Challenge in first week of March so I might catch two bloomings?

    Mike does love to see flowers, he just hates growing them and gardening! And especially mowing grass or weed eating.

    We seem to tour for flowers, water/rivers/lakes, historic homes, nautical museums and REALLY good food.

    Thanks and love, Jackie Monies

  293. Jackie, sounds like Mobile would be good for you and Mike then. You’ve got flowers, Mobile Bay with the forts (Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead), the USS Alabama plus planes and a submarine, and lots of fresh seafood. I can’t really recommend restaurants there because i’ve only visited twice and that was about 20 years ago.

    If nobody comes up with food recommendations for Wilmington, try the TripAdvisor website. Or there is another called UrbanSpoon.

  294. Jackie, all I can tell you is that is if you stop in Mobile, stay at, or at least eat at, the Battleship Inn. I love that place! Their hamburger steak smothered in onions is to die for, or was in 2009, anyway

  295. NK/AZ: I was a chem grad student, although wasn’t then a TA ( I did some later on and had done some earlier). Took about 5 graduate level math courses, too, mainly in whatever the administration building was called and one in Summerfeld. Aim was to get a math minor on my doctorate, but the university dropped the concept of minors on Ph.D.s right about then.

    Yep, Stouffer was married student housing. Whether it was exclusively for married grad students or for any married students, we never found out. All the people we lived near were in grad school.

    If you go to one of the map sites and check out the campus, our building 3 was the one nearest the NE corner of 19th & Iowa (US 59?) intersection; from a different point of view, it’s the one most to the SW of that part of the campus. Apartment 12 was top floor, most to the right as seen from the front. At the time, there were 6 1-bedroom apts. on each floor but when we last visited (’94) we found that the top 6 had been changed to include at least two 2-br apts (+ two 1-br); possibly just three 2-br. 1-br was fine for us; we had no kids. Our major problem was that the end wall was attached to the heavy concrete stairs. The stairs were sinking a bit and pulled the wall outwards enough that, on a windy day, a lit match or small candle could be blown out if held in the cracked corner inside the apt. We lived there 5 years. In response to my fairly mild complaint, the university did more plastering and then paneled the end wall. I believe we probably were the only Stouffer inhabitants with paneled walls in the lr. and in the br., both of which shared that end wall.

    The height there allowed quite a view to the NE around to SW; too bad for any tornados coming from the W or NW sides. I did see my first tornados from the hill in back of the apt.; it was an interesting twin-funnel job and did little damage. I did hear, possibly correctly, that it had taken some older woman in her tub out of her house and deposited her safely on the ground, still in the tub. Stranger things have happened.
    I remember very well the bad one of early June in ’65 or ’66. That one damaged every building on a college campus (not KU) in Topeka. We drove over to see what had occurred and were properly appalled. Several people attempting to take shelter in the SW corner of one building’s basement lived only because they couldn’t figure out which was the SW corner! The real SW corner was blown in and stony rubble filled it; they were in a different corner.

  296. Good morning Villagers….

    Well, we’re down an employee…and just before the purge of the hen house. My nephew-in-law quit. Long story short, he’s an ingrate. And a very angry young man. Drama…hate it.

    But hey, Indy Mindy, when you’re done cleaning out your closets, come on down and help me with mine. I’ve got to do some boxing and donate to St. Vincent’s…clothes I’ve not worn in years…..lots of dresses that no longer fit, and on, and on, and on.

    I love the wild roses that grow along side these country roads. Not to mention the Black eyed susans…which are my favorite.

    Stocking up on eggs, the other hen house is in molt (no eggs), and then we’ll have none for about 2 to 3 weeks…..gonna bring home about 4 trays, that’s 120 eggs…think that will last us?

    gotta go….later….

    GR 😉

  297. Debbe, younger daughter walked into breezeway last month and said, “Your dogs are mulching.” I said, “What, you mean they’ve chewed up something?” She said, “No, you know, mulching like camels do when their fur falls off.”

    I said, “You mean molting like chickens.”

    Today’s A and J, YES! Jimmy does read our comments. Arlo just picked one of those gold plated tomatoes I grow!

    Harvest yesterday was 5 small yellow cherry tomatoes and a handful of green beans. Helper is out installing the trellis wiring on the 4 x 4’s and I put the inoculate on the sprouting beans and peas. We will plant them come hell or high water today!

    In trenches with some peat moss to keep cooler and moister, then idea is you can back fill the trenches as they grow and V-trench holds moisture.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  298. Debbe, cat quote so good! Mine and my 12## dog often run UP my body, beginning at bottom to face and that will wake you up with a start!

    Love, Jackie

  299. Did anyone else watch Mark Twain last night? My mom kept talking to me and didn’t care to watch, so I gave up and Mike recorded it for me. Then I gave up and looked at photos of his funeral on internet and the reenactment. I think Twain would have enjoyed both? Not sure.

    Great quote, about funerals. “I did not attend but I sent a lovely note saying I approved.”

    Love, Jackie Monies

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