Literary Achievement

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I’m still mining Sundays from 10 years ago. I thought you might be interested to know that the big Web-page makeover that I’ve talked about recently (and have talked about off and on in the past) might really happen this time. If it doesn’t, I just wasted money on a retainer I paid to some fine young people who’re going to help me put it all together technically. Of course, I learned I’m still going to have to provide the content. Sheesh! It isn’t scheduled to roll out until spring, possibly even late spring, and I have no idea what it will look like, because I’ve yet to come up with a concept and the artwork to support it—that “content” bugaboo I mentioned. However, I will keep you posted as events warrant.

442 responses to “Literary Achievement”

  1. My Book? Is that some kind of new e-reader?

    Jimmy, f you are still taking suggestions for the Web-page makeover…I had never viewed cartoons on Yahoo Comics until Jackie mentioned it recently. One feature that struck me was that they “stack” the current cartoon on top of some older ones. Having that available (for the past two or three day’s cartoons, perhaps) would make it easy for us to catch up with the Days of our lives, if necessary. Not that *I* would ever need that feature, of course. 🙂

    Continuation from “yesterday”: I vaguely recall that, when first released, TBLWIT (the movie) aroused the ire (or something) of a number of socially-conservative folks, due to its theme and setting. Ironically, if released today, I suspect it would attract the ire of many socially-liberal folks… due to its theme and setting.

  2. My wife recently wanted to update her website and they told her that her format was no longer supported, even though they still advertised it on their web page. So once I equipped her with our old monitor so that she could see her old website on it while populating the new one on her laptop, it has progressed well. I don’t think that she has finished but then she has a 9 to 5 job AND writes about 4-5 books a year. I have taken over cooking duties, but there are only so many hours in a day. It is a new world where authors need to promote on social media in order to be successful and even that is not the monetary success like it was 20 years ago.

    Jimmy was way ahead of the curve by creating this blog for his fans. The interaction not only gives him promotion, but also feedback on his work. I know how hard it is to be creative and so this blog, so I can be patient.

  3. Lived with Arlo for 48 years. Wait, I am supposed to be forgetting how long and years, right?

    Lived with Arlo.

    Not to criticize Go Comics but I have always chosen Yahoo over them for reasons Ghost gave. I can easily read what I missed, no matter how long I skip. Easier to navigate site and they get the strips sooner than Go Comics usually, allowing me to stay up and read the dailies.

    Best Little Whorehouse was controversial all the way. Miss Mona was created for my friend’s daughter and when she didn’t get movie role that was a big disappointment`but it is still a fun movie. Somehow I could not believe all the Aggie stuff in film? Broadway was non-committal.

    Love, Jackie

  4. Jackie, that is a whole bunch of wonderful news on your health and your plans! It’s gray and cloudy today here in Michigan, but when I read your post, the sun came out in my heart!

    Debbe, I have caught straying canaries (and even an injured seagull) by throwing a cloth over them. Chicken-wrangling sounds a lot tougher.

    Today’s real-time strip made me realize that I haven’t heard anyone ask for or offer a doggie bag for quite awhile. Everyone has switched to the terms “carryout container” or “box”.

  5. Brother Jimmy, while I always enjoy strips from the archives and your commentary thereunto, it still remains that you left a story-line hanging. Mean Girl Susan was leaning in on Gene at the movies, and it wasn’t to get popcorn. Surely the denouement of that scene is somewhere in your archives (and hopefully not Over the Rainbow.) Pretty please with sugar on top? *Puss In Boots Eyes*

    I am reminded of watching a local newscast about an event at a school, and the video did a tracking shot that moved from the floor to about shoulder high as the action passed. I knew the fellow that took the video and remarked that if that had been done in Hollywood, it would have been done using a crane, but as it was, I knew he was just using his knees and back! “Arlo and Janis” is similar, in that Our Humble Author uses some pretty innovative framing and flow in his work, but since he is just “using his knees and back” and not being showy, it is often missed. Well, regardless of how it is done, good visuals are good visuals, and the attention to the craft is so skillful that it calls no attention to itself on most occasions.

  6. You know, Denise, I just realized I too started asking for a “carryout container” some years ago, without really thinking about why I made the change.

    From the Department of Marginally Useful Information: Does anyone know how to capture escaped helium balloons that are resting out of reach against a high ceiling? Shoot them.

    No, really…with a water gun. With a little water adhering to their skins, they will get heavy enough to sink to the floor.

    Caution: Do not let your 8-year-old child or grandchild try this at home. If you do, you will likely end up with a ceiling that drips more moisture than the Speaker of the House.

  7. GR6

    Tennis ball works – or the pink stick ball. Haven’t seen one of those for awhile.
    Your alternative is too squishy – well maybe not for when you first start.
    Of course it is a good line “I am conducting physical therapy research”.

    OB out ( I hate it when they say “over and out”)

  8. Scientific knowledge of helium balloons depends on if latex or Mylar and atmospheric pressure combined with climate/temperature/heat. All knowledge gained from being one of first shops in Houston to offer balloon bouquets and becoming a balloon artist for what the heck to do to get more money for these things?

    Abrupt changes in hot/cold will cause them to sink or explode on their own, along with improper sealing of closure. Latex will just leak through the balloon’s skin.

    Exploding a large balloon bouquet in presence of Robert McNamara or General Westmoreland may get you shot and at least result in guns being aimed at you. Running through security with 200 inflated balloons for CBS will result in same actions if done during a shuttle launch at NASA.

    Carrying a couple hundred inflated balloons and setting off the fire alarms in a major hospital will result in complete evacuation and a fire drill in parking lot.

    I do not make these things up, I just report them.Ghost, you and I may make an interesting pair? Not the exercise balls, not that kind!

    Love, Jackie

  9. It’s been so warm and pretty around these parts for the past two or three days it actually gives me hope that sundresses may soon begin to appear. Even if they are flannel ones, like Jean’s. Here are a couple of reasons why I hope so.

    Now, I wonder where that physical therapy equipment idea that popped into my head came from…

  10. Jackie, it may (or may not) surprise you to know that I have some experience with Mylar and latex. Balloons, that is. I was once general manager of a firm with a female owner who sent out so many balloons bouquets to clients that it became cost-effective for us to make our own. (Come to think of it, I had an all-female staff there, too. Are you noticing a trend?) So we outfitted a storage area with baskets of balloons, dispensers of ribbons, a Mylar sealer, helium tanks, etc.

    I’m sure our amateur efforts wouldn’t have held a candle your professional work, but we did get so we could do some pretty impressive ones. One thing I do remember is that the trick to keep latex balloons inflated longer (helium molecules being so small they easily pass through latex) was to squirt a shot of some rubber cement-like liquid (don’t remember what it’s called) out of a gallon pump bottle into the balloons to coat their insides and slow down the leakage.

  11. There is a commercial product for said squirting which I am sure is still available, although balloon efforts are easier now than they were in Dark Ages. It squirts out of a large gallon container with a pump and bears a striking resemblance to a body function that sometimes ends on hands as well but I will not name, as Jimmy is trying to run a decent family blog site here despite yours and my best efforts to lead people astray toward “sin”.

    We used to use a lot of that on the original big latex balloon creations for parties, like arches and pillars. It does add a little weight as well. In old days we often inflated with nonhelium gas to prolong for days leaking/gas loss but these balloons do not float.

    Once bitten, twice shy, I only did one funeral show and balloon show on same day. Mike swore I invented the concept of balloon releases for funerals, possible? We were not environmentally aware in those days.

    As I said, Ghost, you and I might consider collaboration on that book? But YOUR mother is still with us and I hope for a long, long time more.

    Love, Jackie

  12. Take another balloon. Tie lots of string to it. Put some tape sticky side up on the top of the balloon. Let the balloon rise and maneuver it until it contacts the balloon you what to bring down. Tape sticks. Haul everything down.

  13. Jackie, when I said I didn’t remember what that liquid was called, I of course meant its official name. Its unofficial name (and what we called it) is what you are thinking about. Got more than one lovely blush from the cute-but-not-really-so-innocent little high school DE student who came in afternoons and did a lot of our balloon work, just by looking at her and grinning when she got some of it on her.

    BTW, my observation is that groups of females, left to their own devices, can be just as ribald and lecherous as a group of males, if not more so.

  14. Sand, that is what those flashbacks will do for you.

    Ghost, you are one interesting person and I cannot believe the shared experiences? Women are funny if you give us a chance to be.

    I only went through a fairly brief attempt to be a Stepford Wife and then gave it up as too boring to call living.

  15. sandcastler ™ , practicing for getting older?

    Ghost, I like your idea of hand therapy, but I would use the ball for most of it and save the paired version for special occasions. And I agree with you on females left to their own devices.

  16. You all are not going to believe this but during the Clinton and Lewinsky relationship issues and impeachment, I actually thought of the balloon product! We hated having the retardant squirting job and getting it on our clothes and hands. I do not know why some spin doctor like the Ragin’ Cajun did not come up with a balloon coating explanation for Miss Lewinsky’s dress?

  17. OK, here is a sunken bit of knowledge from the bilge water of my brain that just surfaced.


    Have promoted and demonstrated their product for the company in floral and balloon shows. I called it by its’ correct name and smiled charmingly while demonstrating for large audiences without once losing it or snickering.

    Product still available and in use.

    No one said anything about my attempts to assassinate government officials or NASA astronauts with helium balloons. Think what would happen to me today!

    And oil refineries. Women loved to send balloon bouquets out to the refineries and even oil rigs where my female employees had to don hard hats and climb the ladders to deliver them. Now they’d suspect a terrorist attack disguised as a blonde in pants and a hard hat.

    Love, Jackie

  18. Jackie and Mark, thanks. Is great to know your support team is behind you, even if they are shouting encouragement from outside the blast radius.

  19. “Damn, I was spending today in yesterday.”

    sand: Whatever time-travel method you’re using, go back to when you invented it and make sure you hold the patent on it.

    Jackie, interesting proposal for Clinton Oval Office spin; however, I don’t believe it would quite work. In other words, close but no cigar.

  20. Dang, I could NOT think of a way to work that cigar into it and now Ghost zings me with it.

    Smarter than me? I remember licking cigars and dipping them in brandy. Who me? I totally gave up cigars when I quit smoking, in all forms, but cigars were still a big deal in wine industry for so long and restaurants carried expensive ones to go along with haute cuisine and gran cru wines.

    Spell check doesn’t like me any more than youtube does.

  21. I went to a multi-state trade association business meeting in Jacksonville once, where the Florida association hosted a very nice haute cuisine dinner for us at a private club on top of a very tall downtown building with a wonderful view of the ocean and the river. After the food courses were complete, the servers brought around brandy and cigars. Several of the young women present had cigars with their brandy. I quickly realized two things…that it was the first time I’d ever seen a woman smoke a cigar, and that I found that incredibly erotic.

  22. A local toy store, back when there still was such a thing, used to sell “space pets” – helium-filled Mylar balloons, usually animal shapes. They came with a strip of stickers made of heavy paper (hard to describe), the idea being that you attached them to the balloon, varying the number until you got the balloon to float at the level of your choice. Then you let it go in your house and watched where the air currents took it. You could adjust the stickers as the gas dissipated to keep it floating. Great entertainment for the cats, especially with a ribbon trailing behind 🙂

  23. For those who might have missed them – Symply Fargone posted a couple of snow pictures at the end of the Flippin’ Mess page. Speelchek really didn’t like that last sentence!

  24. And at what age did you discover this, Ghost? I was definitely an early bloomer.

    Ruth Anne, I agree, cats LOVE deflating mylars and strings. We would bring them home from shop for our cats who had an amazing time. Apollo would carry his around by the string in his mouth all over the house, while Gemini tried to get it.

    So, I relate this story to the PBS station film crew who thinks that story is the cat’s meow and want to film it for our “commercial” for Pledge Week. So, we bring cats down to shop, get the balloons, crew starts filming and both cats leap into dropped ceiling. knocking out the ceiling tiles to not be seen again for several days of searching with flashlights And me paying someone to search.

    Do you have ANY idea what is up in a convenience store dropped ceiling attic space?

    I suspect Mindy in Indy knows!

  25. I agree with Jim in TN, don’t change content much. Except for making the old strips more accessible, please. We would like to be able to go fish in your lake of pre-1995 material since most of us seem to have missed that era.

    Jackie, as I understand the problem with the mylar balloons being released outdoors, the aluminized versions will short power lines if they land on them.

    Your story of cats in ceiling sounds like what happened to my ex and I when we took Bama to the pet store to look for a cat tree. The store had a large display of them set up in a rectangle, with some being blocked in by the ones on the outside. When Bama got a chance, of course he took off for the ones where we could not get him. So we had to stand there calling Bama, Bama (in a Tennessee pet store) until he finally came back to us.

  26. “helium molecules being so small they easily pass through latex”.

    Detail, but the source of the problem: Helium doesn’t exist as molecules but only as single atoms. Or, if you will, He molecules consist of single atoms, because ‘noble gases’ don’t easily combine with anything. He atoms are smaller than H2 molecules, but heavier: ordinary H atom has 1 proton, so H2 molecules have an atomic weight of 2 [electrons don’t weigh diddly]. Ordinary He atom has 2 protons + 2 neutrons, so weighs 4. All gases [at a given temp and pressure] have same # of particles / liter, so a liter of He weighs 2x as much as a liter of H. However, He doesn’t burn, so makes a safer zeppelin. There will be a quiz… Peace, emb

  27. You are correct, of course, emb. I don’t know why I said molecule when I well know that He is an element and not a compound. Mr. Jenkins, my HS chem teacher, is probably spinning in his grave like the two electrons spinning around a Helium nucleus.

  28. Found in dropped ceilings: Other ceiling tiles; moldy insulation; tools, old cardboard displays; a soda shell (plastic thing a case of lose sodas come in) – lined with a garbage bag, full of water, wedged in the support; signs, light bulbs, and for those with public restrooms – weapons, drugs, drug paraphernalia.

    Debbie – Ever wonder how many more people would apply to work with you if your job duties were listed as “rapid reflex response cardiovascular cross training sessisons” (prissy on the loose!), “medium resistance weight lifting” (packing), “meditations on life” (aisle walks), “unique problem solving situations with hands-on engineering learning experiences” (augers and bailing wire), and “recognizing, understanding, and handling political jargon and/or simultaneous crisises – a practical application” (dealing with *ahem* crap, literally.) We were musing on the current practice of spin-doctoring job titles while I was at the bank today. I thought of you. ?

    I only ever called it a doggy bag if doggy was getting a special treat. Otherwise, box.

    So glad to see Dave Schwartz on the “Occasionally Weather Related Channel” again. The way he delivers his forecasts reminds me of one of my old school teachers.

    … And sometimes the universe is generous, and I get to have a cute milk man delivering to my store twice a week. 😀

  29. Good work, Lady Mindy. Sounds like a business retreat/spa experience. They’d be beating down the door to get in. (I will have to say the last “business retreat” I went to was held at a casino. We learned a lot, but what we learned there had to stay there.)

    Jackie, ref the HI-FLOAT information tables: Good to know the 11-inchers can last so long. And impressive.

    I don’t member my exact age when the females-smoking-cigars-turned-me-on incident occurred, but I suspect I was in the age range when I found lots of things to be incredibly erotic. 🙂

    Come to think of it, I’m still in that range.

  30. Never grow up, Peter Pan. I do too. And poor JJ is wondering why he doesn’t just give it up and do a Brooke on A and J and go semi-porn? You brought this on yourself, Jimmy, with one of the few truly adult comic strips in America and no porn. Doesn’t stop all us from speculating on what if’s. That of course is the trouble with 9CL if we want to talk about dialogue and art, there is NO speculation, just boring blantant obvious and repetitive plot?

    It is the mind that creates erotic thoughts, of course, not what is seen but what might be.

    Love you of course, Jackie

  31. GR6, any rights to time travel were consigned away prior to my time of discovery.

    Never experienced a cat in the ceiling. Did spend a sleepless night once when a critter got in the attic. Turned out to be a very clever raccoon. He climbed a drain pipe, removed a vent cover (no multi tool used ), and settled in.

  32. The raccoons in Florida, especially those in Everglades area are so smart they open boat lockers, unlock hatches, steal what’s inside, open and drink water stored inside, eat all your food. I watched one swipe a roll of Duck tape from a friend and scamper off before owner could react. You can’t whack a raccoon in a national park or even a Florida state park and they are smarter than us. And thirsty.

  33. sand: Read an interesting article one the InterWebNet recently, the gist of which was that if you carry only a large knife or a combat folder, and you need to open an envelope or package, or trim a thread off your pants cuff, you may become the source of some concern for people who aren’t familiar with knives and visually equate your three-and-a-half inch blade with a machete. The recommendation was to carry a smaller, more innocuous-looking “public” knife for such mundane chores. One suggested choice was the Leatherman Squirt. I suspect this may be the next addition to my already 6.5 ounce keychain.

  34. Once upon a time you admitted your name of Ghost Rider was associated with the name Tom Cruise gave upon doing a flyby of the tower in Top Gun. Have you not done anything that foolish?

  35. Naw.

    Oh, and the fact the pilot’s brother spilled the beans on the InterWebNet comfirms my suspison that one doesn’t have to be too smart to get into Berkeley.

  36. eMb & GR6: Fear not! A molecule is just the smallest possible piece of an element or of (some, not all) compounds extant at given conditions, and is electrically neutral. For helium, xenon, etc., at room conditions, it is merely a single atom; for hydrogen, oxygen, etc., it is a joined pair of atoms; for sulfur it is a ring of 8 atoms (all at room conditions).
    For compounds like water (H-O-H) it is 3 atoms total, of two kinds. For benzene, it is a unit of 6 carbon atoms unified with 6 hydrogen atoms into a single molecule having 12 total component atoms.
    Some species are non-molecular, such as the case of table salt, NaCl. It is composed of oppositely charged ions: Na+ and Cl- in equal numbers to keep neutrality; no internal boundaries can be discerned. Other network species also have no discernible internal boundaries, so the entire piece would be a single molecule. As that would mean there could be different size molecules for the same substance, by agreement, it is said that they are non-molecular. Examples include quartz and several forms of elemental carbon including diamond and graphite and all ionic compounds.
    There will not be a quiz, but watch out for the final exam in a few months….

  37. My own father did the buzz the tower thing with base commander in it during his training in Florida during WWII, compounded by flying under bridges. People were still telling me these anecdotes when I began contacting them 50 years later. Not saying this had anything to do with the assignment he got of flying aerial surveillance with cameras but crop duster skills might have contributed. Those stories and the ones I heard of him “requisitioning” first an Army truck and then all the sports cars left in the civilian population of Palermo, Italy was still being told.

    Not even a teeny little indiscretion ?

  38. GR6, the FOD officer is a responsible position. Besides his actions show he needs close supervision and a more confined postion should be considered . I recommend squadron room FUMO log officer would be a better fit given his actions.

  39. Well, maybe a tenny one, Jackie. How was I to know she was the Base Commander’s daughter?

    And when you did the drop the glasses and look over them routine (with cleavage), did you ever say “…Molecule”?

  40. And I will add that in my father’s case it involved the commanding officer’s wife at the base in Florida. I am telling you, he may not have volunteered for crop duster duty in Africa and Italy.

    He and my mother were married for three months and he was sent overseas. I heard most of these stories from his friends, along with some more. I am my father’s child.

  41. According to some surveys and DNA analyses, nearly 10% of Americans think they are their “father’s” children, but aren’t. Apparently some women are “rovers”, like Lisa Minelli in “Cabaret.” Never saw the movie, but she and Joel Gray [whom I’ve seen on Johnny Carson] were fine on the vocals.

  42. Somehow, I think Jackie *is* that man’s child.

    What are we going to name our book, Jackie? I’ve only been able to come up with a working title of “The Ghost and Mama Duck” but that sounds too much like a children’s book and somehow I don’t think our collaboration would be likely to produce one of those.

  43. I just committed (which my children will try and do) to buying a tricked out boat called “The Red Scamp Too” to be picked up by me in about three to four months at most in Washington, a customized and sail away package. I have that many months to work on physical rehab and I know I am not going to get in shape that fast to achieve reboarding using my friend’s stirrup method. Working on a travel schedule right now beginning in March to Florida and ending somewhere in October with my own boat festival. Well, plus one in Texas and one in North Carolina in October.

    Seriously, I intend to lose the Mama Duck appellation, that was when I took these little boats under my wings and while I still love the little boats, the Red Scamp Too will be by Gig Harbor Boats and they are elegant little boats. I am giving myself a year to have fun, either drown myself or have a fun year. All documented in print unless I have too much fun for a boating magazine.

    This boat has the largest cockpit in scale of it’s minute size and I think I will have fun. Goal is to be able to get into cockpit without boarding ladder and do self rescue by winter.

    If I were to also buy myself another Mustang or sports car of some sort to pull it with, the kids will definitely declare me insane. This boat can actually be pulled by either but I will probably not do that.

    So, maybe “Captains of the Sea and Sky?” with a mature audience rating? Lord, I gave up learning to fly when I gave up everything else, I will just go for one insane idea. Maybe fly fishing too? I find fly fishing sexy. Elegant fishing outfits, if Brad Pitt is a good example?

    Love, Jackie

  44. It is 2 a.m. and I am exhausted and going to bed laughing, Jimmy. Thank you for today’s A and J, that is totally hilarious. “Writing checks that your body can’t pay.”

    Still laughing out loud.

  45. Good morning Villagers….

    Indy Mindy, those were good…so good even I would apply 🙂 Think I’ll copy and paste and email it to my Boss.

    I, like Sandcastler, was on the wrong page….geesh. So I’ve not read all above.

    Gotta go….manana…

    Love to all


  46. Arlo finished a book?

    What’s a book?

    I think I saw one once, but I’m not sure.

    If I did, it was years ago. It was pre-screen, I think.

  47. Interesting observation by the librarian at a local high school that is designated as our county’s “technology academy”. Every student there is issued a laptop so they all have the capability of reading ebooks. She has found that the vast majority prefer traditional print, possibly because they are tired of looking at a screen all day.

  48. If this is today, Good Morning Villagers. Rather, if this is yesterday blame Loon. She had a major deliverable that threwup on her sneakers. Therefore late night at the ranch debugging. It shipped just before midnight, error free.

  49. Good morning. It is cold here and I woke up to two cats on top of my side and the 10# dog, all stretched out with me sleeping on side, them atop. Like a 2 1/2 cat night. The others two were looking askance.

  50. Don’t you hate it when your pets look at you askance?

    If Arlo has a significant number of rain-checks in the bank, perhaps that says as much or more about Janis than about him. Jusst sayin’…

  51. Ghost:

    Of course she is. The landslide majority [90+ %] are. I know my kids are. None grew up in NYC, but the boys [57 and 59] get mistaken for me over the phone, and daughter has my jaw, other facial features ~ my female relatives. All are type O, as are/were both parents, etc. Wife would have/has no fear of DNA analysis. Actually, she may know everything worth knowing / their DNA, or ours, for that matter. We’ll see.

    Peace, emb

  52. For Sand and Loon, Mark, Debbe, Mindy from Indy and all the rest of us minions to our cats/pets:

    “Into each life a little cat hair must fall.” Based on the washer this morning, mine are molting. I am waiting to see what the dryer spits out.

  53. Thank you Jackie. I wear cat hair with distinction, it speaks of true love.

    Mr. Ghost and other males. The daily offering reflects only the male viewpoint of the vagina. The sexual act is not about the frequency rather, the intimacy of bonding with someone dear to your heart. Aforementioned intimacy only occurs when all parties are ready and receptive, period. Mr. Ghost, DO NOT even think of touching my all parties remark.

    sandcastler™ forgive my rant. Only you know my heart.

  54. About today’s A and J, I always felt I owed a giant debt of unfilled promissory notes until I finally read a few months of Mike’s journals. Maybe the debt wasn’t as bad as our nation’s , building up to a hopeless towering disproportionate mountain.

  55. No Loon, you are totally right, we own our bodies and no one else does. Like many things we may not always make wise choices but I have never considered mine a negotiable object.

    Neither is my mind nor my ethics or principles.

    Love, Jackie

  56. Please understand Loon is operating on a short nights sleep and too much diet coke. I promise to put her down for a nap and fill her sippy cup with only decaf for the rest of the day. We can all be thankful she is not into drinking Red Bull!

  57. Oh, Lord. Now I’m cross-threaded with Loon and Jackie on my “rain check” comment.

    Loon, don’t touch my “cross-threaded” remark, either. 🙂

    P.S. I guess I missed the view of the vagina, too.

  58. You two just make me laugh! Sand, I promise I will not invite Loon for a women’s lunch date to compare lives and opinions but I feel safe to say we might belong to the same persuasions.

    Neither of you nor Jimmy nor Arlo are in my bad graces. You see, Jimmy is Jimmy and the message is subtle and complex and extremely funny!

    I was just elaborating to my friend who is building my “learning curve” boat for me how I arrived at the “Bottoms Up!” name. Since he is retired Army I hope he won’t be offended. This is the one I plan to spend time practicing self recovery and flotation drills in until the new boat arrives.

    It is easier to capsize but also easier to turn over and start again.

    Love, Jackie

  59. Nope, Mark. It’s “Bottoms Up!” which actually touches on so much of my life and history. And actually, while tongue in cheek, is a personal message of thumbing my nose, which is what all boat names should be. I got to name almost all of Mike’s boats and a few belonging to other friends. The one that he should never have used was his choice, the “Jackquline” our big schooner which did not end well but in some respects did, a long way down the line

    “Bottoms Up!” it is.

    No references to the current A and J cartoon implied.

    Love, Jackie

  60. Not every sexual encounter has to be a big production. If he’s interested and she isn’t so much, it’s good to have a friendly and loving “quickie” or whatever develops. Now he is happy and she feels pretty good too.

  61. Haven’t read most of the comments of this A.M.

    Not to bring everyone down, but I felt I had to share. My “significant other”, with whom I have been living the past three months, passed away this morning. I am heartbroken and still somewhat in shock, but I am so glad that I was able to spend those months with him. To be a professional writer, he was rather inarticulate in expressing his own feelings, but he told me a few days ago – “I’m happy as a clam!”

    I have been blessed.

  62. Oh my God, Galliglo, know that you were loved and treasure the time you had together. I am walking just ahead of you but if you ever need someone to walk with alongside, I am here.

    In fact, I am a semi-professional writer who is trying to put down on paper the journey I am going through. It is not an easy one but I have found the secret is putting one foot in front of the other and keep moving. My daily affirmations begin with get out of bed and let the dogs out. It ends with get dressed and noon.

    May God sustain you, may his angels hold you in the palm of their hands and the shelter of their wings. We are not granted many chances and when they are gone you ask yourself a lot of questions. Ask them and stay strong.

    I will give you my personal email if you want a friend to talk to. Heck, I am so transparent I run my own forum on the internet, my email addresses and phone numbers, all of it is there but I will willingly listen, write or talk about you need.

    Love, Jackie Monies

  63. Galliglo, I am so sorry for your loss. He must have been an exceptional man to be chosen by you to share your days, and I know the joy of his living will live on in your heart.

  64. Gal, I am so terribly sorry for your loss. But it is obvious your relationship brought you joy and happiness. Remember that. And remember that you will be in my thoughts and prayers.

    Offering condolences seems to be something we are doing all too often around here lately. One of the prices one pays for caring, I suppose.

  65. Charlotte, not certain how folks in New Hampshire define ‘quickie.’ In Texas I’ve heard it defined as: a happening in the shallow end of the pool with someone elses SO.

  66. Sand, I am not going there! Levity nor levitation seems in order right now. On second thought, maybe it is. Laughing though pain here has kept me going.

    So I will say, that sex in the deep end or water over your head is truly a “quickie” because it depends on how well you tread water before you go under.

  67. Gal, I’m truly sorry to hear your news. As Ghost wrote, I agree that these needs for sympathy are becoming all too frequent. Perchance I missed some critical information in the past, but I had no idea the gentleman was even ill. Hang in there – this is when your faith pays dividends.

  68. In a hot tub, with water neither deep nor totally shallow….
    Felt as though I about killed myself! I won’t do that again in a big hurry (unless, of course, the opportunity arises)!

  69. Just stumbled over a friend’s boat I named, “Queequag’s Coffin”. He is a college professor and a most brilliant man who tries to make it as hard to not drown as possible. Anyway, when he built Queequag’s Coffin I told him it reminded me of the Moby Dick plot in many, many ways and suggested the name. He liked it but was hesitant to use a name which he thought was bad luck, bad juujuu. I pointed out to him it was the coffin that survived the sinking and saved Ismael, who told the tale.

    On topic of literary achievement, the great American novel.

  70. On Rod McKuen: I know his poetry is not favored by so-called intellectuals, but it struck a chord with some of us at a certain point in our lives. A few lines have stuck with me that I suspect others in this village might identify with, such as “There’s a few more lonesome cities that I’d like to see, while the wine of wandering is still inside of me…” And some might have “a few more oats to sow” 🙂

  71. As a friend of mine pointed out, Jackie, we don’t actually know the narrator’s name. The novel (which was not, BTW, well received when it first came out) starts with the line, “Call me Ishmael.” This implies, does it not, that this isn’t his real name?

  72. Well, it has been more than a few years since I took that American lit course, thereby alienating my English prof by pointing out vocally that the question on his final exam on Moby Dick was totally erroneous concerning Queeguag’s coffin, despite fact he had been using same exact test for as long as he taught.

    Hey, who here claims to be an intellectual? Let him speak up to be stoned. No way. I liked Rod McKuen too.

    By the way my friend with the coffin is one I made in Atlanta, GA at the very first Puddleduck event I attended, having driven half way across America with two sticky paint Ducks in a pickup truck. He heads a graduate school program at some Georgia university and is among the nicest guys I know, so he is forgiven. His specialty has been trying to sail adventure races in the most highly inappropriate boats he can muster.

    Hence the Queequag’s Coffin name.

    Love, Jackie

  73. Forgot to say my friend heads a small boat event in Florida called the Florida 120 (close enough but distance always varies) It sails out of Gulf Breeze, AL in May and I plan to be there.

  74. Jackie: More intellectuals here than you can shake a stick at; nothing wrong with that. Not many of us are arrogant intellectuals. There’s a difference.

    Galliglo, nothing more I can add: thoughts and prayers.

    Been concentrating lately on t. and p. for non-mortality issues various people close to me have. Bummer here, bummer there. Colonoscopy coming up [once a decade thing]. Just need prayers for patience, have already asked church for that. Will next be due when I’m 95. If I get there, I might just skip it, depending on what else is looming at the time.

    Got a haircut today. She was amazed to learn I was 85. That’s always an upper. She’s been cutting my hair 4 years, but my age had never come up.

  75. Thank you, everyone. I think that I am still somewhat in shock – just numb.

    Jerry had a full life. A retired newspaper editor… wrote 4000+ columns over a span of 60+ years (including for his university newspaper)… had about eight books – collections of his columns – published… created two writing workshops and taught others how to write… had most of his obituary written and planned for his memorial… He was quite a guy.

    He had been in fairly poor health for several years, including living with congestive heart failure for 23 years. During most of that time, he enjoyed life – with a flourish! But… I could see that he needed me with him all the time and that is why I came to be with him three months ago.

    I wish we could have had more time together, but I am grateful for what we did have. It was quick, and now all the pain he had is gone. I used to call him my bionic man – two hip replacements, one knee replacement, pacemaker… but his brain was all him.

    Sorry about running on! I was going to only say “thank you”. And I shall say thank you again… for listening…

  76. I had one of those, emb, just before Christmas. Be sure that they deflate you properly when they’re done as that can cause more discomfort than the colonoscopy itself. I was told I’d need to have a surveillance colonoscopy in three years. When I told some of my friends about it, one of them asked if they were going to deploy some miniaturized drones. I thanked him for providing me with an image that I’ll probably spend the next several years trying to forget.

  77. EMB, I know this group is just crawling with intellect. That was me making a joke again. These are the most intelligent conversations I have had in many a year. I love this bar and grill.

    Were they available I would put emoticons in appropriate spots to denote a joke.

  78. I think the term I meant to use was “intellectual snobs”, whose intellect may not be as superior as they would like you to believe.

    Hmmm, I wonder if certain English teachers of my acquaintance will think more highly of McKuen now that he’s a dead white guy.

  79. Sideburns: told Bob about your miniaturized drones; he immediately thought of the old book/movie Fantastic Voyage. (Insert obligatory Raquel Welch comment here)

  80. Frank was a favorite of Mike’s also, the reason I had seen him in person so many times. And yes, “My Way” was actually his favorite and I had to play and listen to it for myself. How fortunate we have been to have loved men like that.

    Another favorite was “The Impossible Dream” and yes, I saw that one live too. Aren’t those with a dream unique? Mike loved to tilt at windmills, to do what people said could not be done. He worked the rigging of the Tall Ship Elissa on the highest yard, reached by climbing rigging. He was 50 when he qualified as crew.

    Take joy in good memories.

    Love, Jackie

  81. Gal – deepest sympathy and hugs.

    All of us need to keep Jackie’s words in mind and not only take joy in good memories but recognize what a gift it is to make those memories. Gal, Jackie, and others here have provided us with good examples of that.

  82. Dear Galliglo, it’s the hardest thing most of us will ever have to do, to say goodbye to our dearest love. You are a strong woman and you will carry on — the happy memories will take away some of the pain.

  83. Galliglo, sorrow for your loss and gratitude for what Jerry left you. As Spider Robinson said in his Callahan books, Shared pain is lessened; shared joy, increased — thus do we refute entropy.

    I’m glad we have this Village, to do both.

  84. And one more just for a laugh: “Well, some men learn by listening, some read, some observe and analyze — and some of us just have to pee on the electric fence.”
    ? Spider Robinson, Variable Star

  85. How funny, Mark.I have a volunteer to sail my boat in the Florida 120 event, a dear and loved friend who is even way older than me and just as young at heart. He is known as St. John and deserves that nickname. He tried to canonize me as St. Jackquline and I told him I was not a saint, the Archbishop told me St. Jackquline was “almost a saint” and I laugh at that pretty often too. She is a saint in waiting, the woman behind St. Francis of Assisi, a great favorite of mine.

    Behind ever great man there is an even stronger woman.

  86. Oh yeah, he is going to go as crew. He is so wonderful person, lost everything he owned in the world in the Bastrop, Texas wild fires His homes, his shop, his tools, all the family relics, and most terrible, about a dozen boats. He saved the pets and his clothes on his back. Yet I never heard him complain. I was on phone with him as the fire came his way, begging him to get out, get out! He went back and rebuilt it all. And this is not reason we call him St. John in Bastrop.

    Just the most remarkable man and yes, he is going to live until he dies.

  87. Galliglo, I’m glad that you “ran on” and told us more about Jerry. He must have been a remarkable man and very lovable. Good that you had the time with him that you will treasure now.

  88. Dear eMb, does your doctor feel that you really need this colonoscopy, at your age? When I phoned for what I assumed I needed, they told me that I didn’t need one ever again! It seems the doctor wrote that in his notes, but forgot to tell me. Actually I didn’t even see the doctor after the procedure; the nurse told me that no problems were found, so I didn’t need a follow up appointment. And I have read, since then, that older people often don’t need them any more; depending, of course, on their medical history.

  89. Agreed. And I am not having any more scopes down my throat either. After all these years they decided I really didn’t need them.In fact, if I can keep all those numbers in the right computer analysis part, I will give blood and they better be happy! With lupus I can’t give blood anymore, they just suck it out and throw it away.`

  90. Jackie
    You just have to do it the hard way 🙂 or 😉

    Ruth Ann
    Those that think they know everything annoy those of us the do.

    Did you teach in Brrrmiji?
    Franklin Hobbs on WCCO played Frankie so often (I had a night job) I could not stand him for awhile. 45 years on I can only takes little bits of the Hoboken boy.
    TMI – My grandparents met in Hoboken NJ even though they lived 15 miles apart in the old country.


  91. Thanks for reminding me that my favorite gastroenterologist is waiting for me to make another colonoscopy appointment. Depending on what he finds each time, he lets me go for as little as 6 months up to 3 years. This is the end of a 3-year gap, and I pray his judgement last time was good!

  92. CEP, we seem to have some weird sleeping patterns in this group! Elderly grouchy black and white fox hound gets out in yard and barks so annoyingly I get up to see if I need to call the cops, then I am awake and can’t get back to sleep.

  93. Hey Matt in Maine, I kept thinking this and forgot to ask: you are not the Matt who works for Wooden Boat Magazine by any chance, are you? I noted your comment about trying to learn something at Brooklin sailing class and obviously I am hoping to! The first time I saw Brooklin was so long ago that WB school was in it’s infancy. Must have been in days of the windjammers, as we were on the Mary Day. I swore I would return someday and take a class and I also swore that someday I would come back and sail the Mary Day again. I can do both of course now through the WB school but who wants to exhaust their Bucket List in first year?

    Leave something still to anticipate!

  94. Good morning Villagers….

    Gal….I don’t know what to say what others have already said. You are a special lady and were blessed to have had Jerry in your life….just remember that, and prayers from all of here are on their way. I remember you telling us how you came upon your name, Galiglo, Jerry came up with it.

    It’s Caturday…and a day with two teenager….gonna work them to death. Going to try and slip away to go to the church where my Great Aunt is laid out and pay my respects. Ninety three years old, and the last few years were not a quality of life…may she rest in peace.


    God’s love and blessings on all….

  95. Good morning Debbe! Your great aunt was same age as my mom. I have one great aunt still going down in Florida, over a hundred for sure if I could determine which birthday she gave that is actually her “true” age. Wears blonde Dolly Parton wigs, white pants suits and white go go boots with high heels. Now there is a refusal to act her age if there ever was one.

    I used to inherit her clothes when I was a teenager sometimes, as I was only one with a small enough waist to wear them. Can you imagine, she is still claiming an 18 inch waist? Not me but I can hope perhaps, given a miracle.

    Have been reading Ludwig cartoons over on some cat sites it seems? So, there are cat videos, cat photos, cat cartoons and Caterday. I used to visit a gift shop I loved called The Cat House where obviously all the merchandise was of cat lady giftable status.

    Love, Jackie

  96. Letting car warm up…you know there’s something to be said about the above retro… can’t slam shut a Kindle 🙂

    And, again, I don’t understand today’s real time strip.

    Jackie, Id’ thought of a fishing net, but that would be too hazardous on my girls…I have a row of about three cages that when I hold up an egg to them….they go stark raving mad, poking at it, then I crack it a little and then the pecking begins…sometimes my fingers get in the way…..the little cannibals.

    Jackie, I also had thought about your mother’s age too.

  97. Steve, how beautiful. The songs that follow the cat trick I listened to them all, one right after the other. You are so blessed, my friend. And to have this to share. And sometimes I think what a blessing the Village has been to me, led here by a comic strip and another form of talent.

    The world often does move in strange and mysterious ways if we listen and open our hearts and souls.

    Love, Jackie

  98. Debbe, I’m happy that your Great-aunt is at peace and know that she will always be with you. Was she the baby of her family?. It seems she might have been, given her age.

  99. “St. Jackquline was “almost a saint” and I laugh at that pretty often too. She is a saint in waiting, the woman behind St. Francis of Assisi, a great favorite of mine.

    “Behind ever great man there is an even stronger woman.”

    And looking over her shoulder a picky copy editor. Jacqueline? every?

    I love that “almost a saint.” Reminds me of Bill Cosby’s line, “Hey, you, almost a doctor!”, possibly in his tonsillectomy routine. “Ice cream.”

    Peace, emb

  100. Did anyone else see the E news that a school district has instituted a dress code
    – for teachers? it was a little vague as the tend to be. Teachers are required to wear
    underwear and foundation garments. The union is protesting. I did not gather if it were
    the dress code or that the teachers had to wear underwear. Also no cutoffs, T shirts with messages, clothes with holes or cutouts, stretch pants(gym & dance instructors excepted) tattoos must be covered. The State Board of Education is taking over the district,
    they say because of student under achievement.

    Geezer mode kicks in and wonders ???????? what kind of teachers did they hire?
    Where did they come from?

  101. EMB, my name is Jackquline Monies, named for my father Jack and my mother Pauline. a combination of the two names.

    Jacoba de Sottisoli, OFM or Jacqueline de Settesoli or Brother Jacoba was a follower of St. Francis of Assisi and was with him at his death. She lived 1190-1273 and is buried close to St. Francis’ grave. Like St. Francis, she was a friend to animals and is revered by the Franciscan orders. Her feast day is February 8.

    I was born and raised by a Southern Baptist grandmother in the deep south. I learned of Brother Jacoba when my daughter chose her as one of her patron saints for her confirmation. in St. Louis’ beautiful cathedral. I was quite shocked.

    Brother Jacoba chose the path she followed, contradictory to her upbringing as a wealthy Roman, assisting and caring for St. Francis. She was his closest confidante I have read.
    You probably already know this, I am sure, but others may not.

    I was born on February 7 far from Italy. My father died there at Monte Casino, filming for the upcoming battle. He was buried where his plane crashed by local villagers.

    Sometimes we don’t pick our patron saints nor our guardian angels or even our beliefs. They are preordained I believe.

    Peace, EMB (and no editor in the history of my life has EVER offended me. That is what they do, edit)

    Love, Jackie

  102. Debbe: I’m sorry for your loss of your great-aunt. But I understand what you mean…at some point, quality of life becomes much more important than length of life. Something a lot of people seem to fail to grasp until it hits them in the face.

    All my aunts and uncles have passed on. Losing one was always like having a link to the past and to my family severed. There were a total of fourteen children on both sides of my family, along with seventeen spouses (two were divorced and re-married, one was widowed and re-married), and my Mom is the last survivor of those 31 people. (She was not the youngest of them by several years and has outlived the last of them by over two years.) She is literally the last of those families’ generations. And yet, overall, her quality of life at this point is remarkably good. I hope I can do half as well as she has.

  103. Good morning, Ghost, I missed my Ghost “fix” so I hope you had a good time and got decompressed.

    My mom had 51 first cousins and each and everyone is gone except one aunt in Indiana, so I know what you mean.

    Listening to “Wind of Change” right now, a good thought for today.

    My dance card for 2015 is filling up fast and it is exciting, whether it all happens or not. I am “going adventuring” this year, one way or another.

    Whoa, this is a good play list I am listening to. Now it is Bob Marley, “One Love”.

    The thing that has struck me are the friends I have all over the country and the world who I feel certain will help see I have a good time, no matter where I am. Because as Buckaroo Banzai said, “No matter where you go, there you are.”

    Love, Jackie

  104. Good morning, Jackie. Slightly delayed “Ghost fix” follows.

    Ooooo…another breathless TV news report of a “scary” flying incident yesterday, when an airline flight “was forced to make an emergency landing” because the door to the flight deck malfed, leaving the pilot locked out of the cockpit.

    Give us a break, wussified news media. Stop calling everything even slightly out of the ordinary “scary”, “chilling” or “terrifying”. The airliner was landed, without incident, by the First Officer, as he’d undoubtedly done hundreds if not thousands of times before. That’s why there are two fully qualified pilots on board. Other than the door, everything worked as it should have. And the incident even showed that the flight deck door served its primary purpose of restricting access to the cockpit.

    Hint to TV and InterWebNet media: If an event is not actually dramatic, your reporting will not make it so. If an event is dramatic, your reporting will not make it any more so.

    Ref the report of the teachers’ dress code, it appears to me they may have simply extended their students’ dress to cover the teachers, which sounds only fair. Oddly (to someone of my generation, anyway), the provision that may give many of their teachers the most problem is the prohibition of visible tattoos. There is a reason why the increasingly popular (!) neck tattoo is known in HR shops everywhere as a “job stopper tatt”.

    Jackie, expect your sharply-worded emails from the Arkansas Board of Tourism and the Arkansas Chamber of Commerce to arrive any time now.

  105. My cousin said it and I am trying to deny it- “We are the older generation”
    Somewhere around my 50th birthday my dad said ” I can understand being as old as I am
    but it is hard to believe I have a son as old as you”. It has not hit me quite yet but it is coming
    I will say the same to my son.:)

    10-7 for a couple of days.
    Keep smiling – It will make them wonder what you are up to.

  106. I have issues with any group who want to be treated as “professionals”, but then present themselves to the public in nonprofessional attire. While we both work out of our home, for client or organization meetings we always dress for the occasion.

    St. Francis of Assisi is my patron saint. 🙂

  107. Jackie is going to take the laptop and the Smart Phone along on the road trip and I suspect I will be able to keep living here. The really funny/strange/unbelievable part is this does not include any international travel although I might as well cross into Canada from the Pacific Northwest and Maine as well, since I am going to Almost Canada at least twice if not three times.

    What a person can do with their lives often depends on a willingness to go small, go now, as the magazine’s mission statement reads. I have many friends who are proponents of this philosophy and lead amazing lives. One I love very much has been all over the world, living as he says, “On the smell of the oil rag.” He is Australian, that is an Aussie joke, living off the oil rag, so he says he is so poor he doesn’t even have a rag, just the smell.

    I have many Canadian friends, this year eight of them from various parts of Canada dragged boats all the way to Oklahoma, a definite record. They live on both ends of their nation so I can go east or west. I have British friends who will take on on journeys down their rivers in canoes, sailing. Sailing the Thames. What an idea!

    Not to mention, New Zealand, Australia, the Philippines, Micronesia, Greece, England and most of the European countries. It is amazing how far one can go in a little boat.

    Love, Jackie

  108. I plan on a deathbed confession to the girls that the money is in the house. Knowing full well that number three will miss the message and destroy the house. 😉

  109. Sign on the back of a very expensive motor home going down the highway: Spending Our Children’s Inheritance.

    Just pulling your no doubt shapely leg, Jackie. Sitting and knitting would of course be the last thing I’d ever expect you to do. As a friend used to tell me, “Always take big bites of the apple.”

    I’m actually starting to give some thought to what I will do when the inevitable day arrives that I don’t get up and go to work. Volunteer work, of course, and toward that end I’m thinking about getting re-involved with the Civil Air Patrol. So if one day I sign off as “Ghost Rider 6, Capt, CAP” you’ll know what happened. And for some reason that is inexplicable even to me, I’ve been thinking about taking up skydiving. Wouldn’t that be poetic justice after all the grief I’ve given sandcastler™ about jumping out of perfectly good airplanes?

  110. Did I ever tell about the time I was flying commercial in uniform and somehow ended up seated next to to tall, slender and attractive young blond who, as soon as the takeoff roll began, grabbed my left arm with both of hers and buried my arm in her cleavage (where it stayed for the entire flight), explaining that even though she was a member of her college skydiving club she was terrified of flying? I’m pretty sure I did.

    There was something about her story that didn’t ring quite true. I wish I could decide what it was.

    Saw something recently about HAHO jumps that allow SpecOps operators to glide as far as 100 miles to their landing zone, sand.

  111. George Bush did it. That impressed me. Or you could bungee jump naked, an option offered to me by a friend in New Zealand where it is aa popular as nudity in general. But I would refer you to a very funny video called “Don’t Bungee Jump Naked With A Baptist” by Jeannie Robertson who points out the obvious gravitation pulls on the human body and settling of body parts.

    It is going to take some work before I am even willing to expose body parts period! I don’t believe I would either bungee jump or ride a zip line, clothed or otherwise.

    For those who do not know, nudity is not a crime in either Australia or New Zealand and sailing nude is extremely common. Or so I have been told!

  112. Many years back I was on a flight to a city where MLB All Star game was being played. Young lady seated beside me was wife of one of the pitchers. Her fear of flying put my hand in a death grip for the entire flight. Later, her hubby pitched a couple of respectable innings.

  113. I suspect Sand would be a good coach for practicing minimalist travel (not sailing nekkid) One of my good friends is retired Army helicopter pilot who I need to pay more attention to about that subject. He says he can live on dew and dirt. And I believe him!

    Perhaps I should mention that the Scamp I am buying can not only go in lakes but also in real salt water, is designed so that you put a tent over the cockpit and it becomes a sleep aboard sailboat or a gypsy travel wagon. In other words, to save money you can actually pull your little twelve foot boat into a camp/parking lot/whatever and use as a small travel trailer.

    If what you want in life is Princess Cruises with 3000 others, this is not for you. But if you want to see stuff up close and personal, go small, go now is a mantra. I guarantee it will not be a dull journey.

    Crazy people. Love, Jackie

  114. Jackie, if you plan on sleeping under just a tent in a camp/parking lot/whatever, I’d definitely recommend some training with a GLOCK 42.

    Sailing a 12-foot boat in 6-foot swells seems to me a degree or two more adventurous than skydiving. But I have little experience with boats.

  115. I watched a few episodes of “Naked and Afraid”. (No, not for the reason you think.) A few of the subjects were whiny babies who should never have left Manhattan or SoCal or wherever they came from, but some of them were awesome. (No, not for the reason you think.)

    Yesterday, I acquired a Hand Exercise Device to use in an attempt to unstiffinate my left index finger. (Did you know that if you call a $1 rubber ball a “Hand Exercise Device” you can charge $5 for it?) I’ll give it about a month and then determine what results have accrued from squeezing my ball.

  116. Plan on buying the Glock next week I hope. Tell me exactly what I want. I believe I have a nice collection of Spydeco knives, if not I can buy those too. A lot of the boating events are “in company” which means there are others around where you camp either ahead of time or during.

    You realize I have lots of other interests and always have, so I plan to go back to some of those as well. I am setting myself a starting point but I don’t know what the end is or the stops on the way.Having a natural curiosity helps but I don’t think any of us need to limit what we do.

    Sitting here listening to Spanish guitar, Love, Jackie

  117. Jackie, when purchasing a firearm, find a dealer who has a range. Discuss what your reason and intended use will be. They can identify models that will fit you. Pick up each to see how it feels and swings as you move it about. Then pay to test fire a few rounds with your top two choices.

    Post purchase, it needs cleaning and maintenance. A good dealer can walk you through this too. Not done or improperly done care renders the purchase moot. The other critical is regular post purchase shoots, so both of you and your weapon stay bonded.

  118. Jackie, I don’t think I am as adventuresome as you are, but I DID zip-line a couple of years ago! I was in my late 60s (I think – if I have the years right) and the oldest in our all-female group was 76!
    The hardest part was slowing yourself down for the landings. But I would do it again in a heartbeat.

  119. Jackie, excellent advice from sand, if you can find a dealer with a range or a range that rents. Here is the GLOCK 42. I continue to hear very good things about it, and PDs are beginning to purchase and issue them to their patrol officers as backup weapons.

    Also buy at least 100 (preferably 200) rounds of Winchester or Remington FMJ (Full Metal Jacket) ammo in whatever caliber the handgun is for instruction and practice. For self defense ammunition, I’d recommend either Hornady Critical Defense (especially in .380 Auto) or whatever ammo a qualified firearms instructor recommends for you.

    I also second sand’s comment about cleaning and routine maintenance, which a firearms instructor should also include as part of the instruction. That’s another plus for GLOCK pistols, as they can be field stripped for cleaning in about 15 seconds and require no tools to do so.

  120. Jackie, a Spyderco makes a great purse knife, either Delica- or Endura-sized, depending on which fits your hand best. My best friend has small hands, as well as some physical issues that limit her hand strength, so I recently got her one of these.–Kershaw-Cryo-1555Ti–11101

    It’s small enough to fit her hand perfectly, and while it’s not a “switchblade”, it can be opened using just the index finger of the holding hand. She loves it and keeps it with her at all times, in her purse or clipped to her pocket, and has used it for everything from opening envelopes to cutting sealing tape on packages to slicing a steak very thinly. Not to mention that it would come in handy for biting the unwelcomed hand that tries to grab her.

  121. Jackie, I just got a pop-up ad from that expensive underwear company we discussed, showing a hipster (black heavy-rimmed glasses, scruffy beard and all) wearing nothing but a pair a blue briefs. Their targeting algorithms may need work…I’m not that guy.

  122. Has anyone had any experience with Dropbox, good or bad? I’ve used for years for my Cloud storage (and yes, sand, I use Google Drive, also) but now I want to use 1Password and have it sync data between my computers, and it apparently uses Dropbox to do so. I don’t want to get involved if it’s going to be a headache.

  123. Search (using Google please) for “Dropbox reviews” . Second way, visit your favorite App Store and read reviews. Be sure to read some of the low star reviews, they are usually more informative than gushing five stars.

    Thanks for the question, nice break from the Tweet storm I am in. Young guy thinks everything defies gravity. That 9% of a billion units is irrelevant, yet the two leaders have only a combined 35% share. All it would take is one bright kid in China or India to turn the market into toast. Don’t they teach history any more?

  124. Batten the hatches! Shiver the timbers! Winter storm Linus is sweeping down upon us. Meanwhile, on the measles front. The measles express has pulled out of Oenn Station sweepin across the east coast. As quickly as he can get bullet holes repaired, ace reporter Snoppy will be over enemy lines bringing fresh updates.

    After a short commercial break, Janis & Arlo will present their big game day party tips.

  125. Thanks all, especially Mark for linking my little festival videos. Since my life fell apart the week after this ended, I have not looked at this year’s videos or slide shows. As unlikely as it may seem, those are all home built boats, even the beautiful Bijou from MN. Usually the largest that come are about 26 feet although we have had some that surpassed thirty.

    The designers come from all over the world, as do the boaters and builders. They do this for me for love and many are boats and plans and designers you see in Wooden Boat Magazine or Small Craft Advisor magazine. The photos are full of the people who write for these magazines, who appear in the adventure stories they publish, the boats designed and built. No one has to buy tickets, pay a fee or feel smaller than the next guy. This is my love fest.

    Which is why I am going to go traveling because each of these people represent wonderful adventures, boating, sailing and other hobbies that they are passionate about. So much intelligence, talent and kindness. They come for me and now I plan to go visit them, coast to coast.

    But I am keeping my residence here.

    Love, Jackie

  126. Dear Galliglo, I much enjoyed reading about Jerry’s many achievements and life experiences. What a guy! Thanks ever so much for posting the link to his obituary.

  127. Sand, I know what the Rangers do and I know you are if not fearless, at least courageous. I suspect you are more than that.

    Ghost, did you never have to do a jump at all? Were they just going to shoot you and the seat out the plane if the canopy opened on time? Not being impertinent exactly.

    Helicopters make me nervous, it seems they should just not fly. I have not flown anything since I was about 21 except commercial flights on large planes. Back that up, wrong statement. In Hawaii I flew on the company planes with Lindbergh. The company pilots did the flying, not the Lindberghs, I shared a trip with Anne Morrow L. and her pet chimpanzee. which was a trip, allowing Mike to claim I was so old I had flown with Lindbergh. True.

    I wonder if I am courageous enough to try to learn again? It has certainly gone through my brain but I am going to see what I survive and in what shape! One dangerous sport at a time, I guess. Or not?

    Will make notes on all your recommendations. I come from a family who begin giving guns as presents at about age six, so I am a slow bloomer here with a brief period in Texas when I did carry a gun at all times. This is probably delighting my late mother, who favorite question of all males was “What do you kill?” Not shoot, kill.

    Love, Jackie

  128. Locals losing their minds buying bread, milk, eggs, fuel, and whatnot. We are, depending where you look, expecting anywhere from eight to fourteen inches of snow … and Occasionally Shows The Weather Channel is showing an episode of Prospecters.

  129. I am from Louisiana and a part of it where hunting/guns/outdoor shooting is the second major economy after the massively large farms.

    We seem to also have a lot of reality television shows that originate there, including those crazy guns from down in Baton Rouge where Doumalcan is from that customize and create heavy artillery.

    Who do you all consider a reputable type gun shop? Anywhere in Oklahoma is within driving range, as well as north Texas, north Louisiana, southern Kansas and parts of Arkansas.

  130. Jackie, it is easier to just be stupid. Forrest Gump certainly knew this to be true.

    Not certain if all AF types have jumped. I know many AFA grads earned their wings in summer school jumps.

  131. Always p……sed me off when a major tornado was bearing down on us to have the Weather Channel doing reality entertainment shows.

    Before that, when they really did weather and often live, I would get concerned when Jim Cantore was standing in the parking lot of a shopping center just south of me because it had a national motel chain and we didn’t. You’d have Cantore and Seidel live and know you were in for it.

  132. Gal, thanks from me also for sharing the obituary. Many times when reading the obituary of someone I did not know personally, I can’t help but wonder if they were really as great as they were made to “look on paper”. I suspect that Jerry was.

  133. Lady Mindy, how is Amanda’s cleavage looking on TWC tonight. Also, when the power goes down for a week, are all those panic shoppers going to eat raw eggs, washed down with room temperature milk?

    Jackie, Red Jacket in BR is toast. Their front man (he wasn’t the owner, one reason being he had lost his FFL dealer’s licence) is probably still in jail under child abuse charges. (His daughter, also on the TV show, has now admitted that he raped her repeatedly when she was a minor.) I knew just from watching him on TV he was an idiot and a blowhard, but I didn’t suspect the pedophilia.

  134. One of those crimes I would support capital punishment for. Among many reasons I have never been selected for jury duty.

    I didn’t say I liked the show. I just said I come from a long line of people who like guns and killing stuff. And mud. That Delta black gumbo creates a 10# foot in no time, even without a boot on.

    You are an interesting person, Ghost. Pedophiles are rarely easily identified, nor do they wear big P letter in middle of forehead.

    Love, Jackie

  135. Once got to enjoy a helicopter flight through the towers of downtown Houston, which has some serious draft, downdraft and upward too.

    Our local Tulsa weather team which are far better than the Weather Channel guys once blew a trailer apart using their weather chopper holding over the “house”.

    And who ARE those big black birds that always seemed to go right over my house and the lake in the night?

  136. Jackie:

    A person’s name is theirs, of course. A person close to me had the middle name Janette, because, in fact, her Dad couldn’t spell Jeanette. He was a neat guy. As to St. Jacqueline, I did a search. Most sites said she didn’t exist, but one went into the whole song and dance / St. Francis, but also said her day was 1 April. Another said Feb. something. I was once told who my saint was, but now am of a different persuasion that doesn’t venerate saints. Come to think of it, I do venerate one.

    “Peace, EMB (and no editor in the history of my life has EVER offended me. That is what they do, edit)”

    A night editor or two have offended me. One column, posted here ages ago, ended in a punch line, “What if Mrs. Hitler had had a headache that night in 18–?” Idiot couldn’t see its relation to the preceding essay, so deleted it. I forgave him, of course, but commented on it to my regular editor, and have had less trouble since. Peace, emb

    Peace, emb

  137. I am reminded of Count Almaviva, in Il Nozze di Figaro, playing a tipsy monk, repeating the greeting “Pace, Pace” ad nauseam. Peace, emb, just once.

  138. Gal, Jerry would have been someone I would enjoy meeting. You were blessed. I still love journalists and writers. Two heavy amount of credits for me in my first collegiate expedition were journalism and theater arts, speech because not just Richard Gere in “Chicago” knew that was what law was all about. Never have lost the love for the written word, nor the spoken as well.

  139. Ghost – Don’t know, got mad and switched back to my “Soundscapes” channel – 100%, no commercials added, instrumental, new age, and world music. I can’t stop the snow. I have blankets and a cat. And I still have to make it into work tomorrow morning. And if those morons can’t figure out to put cap that needs to stay cold outside, that is their problem, not mine. Bed awaits.

    P.S. Was in Peru, IN, near Grissom Air Reserve Base, where the local parade signaling the beginning of their local childrens’ circus (Yes, they have their own circus. The flying trapeze is a legitimate after school activity.) opened with a military helicopter flying only a few feet above the buildings lining Main Street. Both sides were wide open, filled with local reservists. If the flight wasn’t already impressive enough, the helicopter pilot then circled back around, as close to a 90 degree roll as possible – side doors still wide open, with the reservists waving and shouting to the crowd below. Insane, but so awesome. I am still amazed no one died and the elephants didn’t stampede.

  140. About snow and ice storms for the southernmost members of the Village: you have a redundancy system in place. I have as much natural gas as we could put in, which does not require anything more sophisticated than a match. Also generator for electricity if necessary.
    Last resort is safe camping gear that will not kill me with fumes or carbon monoxide. You insulate the water lines, fill containers with emergency water, make sure all the emergency supplies like dog and cat food are stocked. If toilets freeze (and they can) you use camping or boat versions, tons of toilet paper and stuff like that. Own a whole lot of camping and boating gear but normally maybe only main house would need to be moved to boat ice chests. I almost always have kitty litter but get lots additional. Forget milk and bread, I have a loaded freezer and pantry at all times. Candles and oil lamps for light, flashlights, camping lights.

    Isn’t this what we are all supposed to do? I was here alone one past year when we got 14 inches of snow on my decks, tables, benches, yard. Went and measured it with yard stick. No one believed me, like Mike, until the Weather Channel covered it and mispronounced the town and Lake name.Since they don’t sand or plow rural roads you just don’t go anywhere.

    Love, Jackie

    Love, Jackie

  141. Lady Mindy, that’s the kind of turn one learns to do when the ECM equipment tells one an enemy missile has acquired lock on one’s aircraft.

    Yeah, I have the Soundscapes channel on my cable system, too. Playing “Heavensent” by Osamu Kitajima at the the moment.

  142. sandcastler ™ it’s so tiny I can’t see it! I know I’m nearsighted but not blind.

    Only helicopter I ever flew in was at the Smyrna Air Show in Tennessee. It only held two, had no doors and I never repeated the experience. Did I mention I am afraid of heights? Excepting airplanes and theme park rides. Oh yeah, and tall women.

  143. We pretty well learned our lesson around here from Katrina. Prior to then, FEMA advised people to be able to meet their own needs for up to 72 hours. Hell, it took FEMA longer than that just to decide where all to go after Katrina. And then they had to get there.

  144. People flying helicopters for petroleum industry around Lafayette, LA. The guy who founded Petroleum Helicopters ended up being a big wine buff, so big that Mike had to build wine bins for him personally. Anyway, lots of pilots around in those days, also lots of smaller personal planes too.I became afraid of heights after that but we used to go fishing off the Gulf rigs way back.
    That is interesting, the view off a rig down to water.

    No military experience what so ever.

    Ghost, we got stuck in Houston and Lafayette, New Orleans way longer than 72 hours long before Katrina. I think I sat out on highway by Moissant airport (now Louis Armstrong, right?) longer than that in a traffic jam with a small child and two cats in car one year!

    Redundancy: Love, Jackie Love, Jackie

  145. Jackie, Petroleum Helicopters. Did you ever know an ex Army Ranger Captain who flew for them who later wrote a couple of hit songs?

    Yes, still up. Loon is struggling with a client server she is having to work remote. Not a pretty picture. She has a set of earbuds w/speaker connected to her phone. Headphones connected to a tablet over the earbuds. And two computers running.

  146. You mean Kris Kristofferson? I am still a huge fan. He has aged well. Good looking man.
    Done pretty well, too. There he is in Hana, where we wanted to be, and here I am in Oklahoma.

    Boy, Loon can multi-task!

    My uncle Charles Lindbergh (no not that one!) and baby brother developed all the offshore monitoring equipment used in Gulf, North Seas for the wells when completed. Baker bought out one, the other died. Anyway, my step dad was one of original exploration teams back in the day in Saudi Arabia, Denmark, South America. Germans took Denmark with him there, they were trying to destroy information and were last ones out when they turned out the lights.I have the New York times article to prove story is true.

    Mama managed to spend most of the money or he hid it and I don’t know enough to find it. I thought your joke about your daughter tearing up the house was pretty funny! My youngest is convinced my two cousins who want to buy my mom’s old house know where the treasury bonds are and plan to do the same.

    Since there are few people leftalive to embarrass, I don’t mind doing so. I am not easily embarrassed.

    Love, Jackie

  147. Thank you for your kind comments about Jerry. Yes, he was quite a guy. And the obit didn’t even get into his acting in, and directing, community theater, the time he met Francis Gary Powers after the U2 incident, his going boating with Robert Mitchum… I am not sure I could have kept up with him during his more rambunctious days!

  148. Good morning Villagers….

    Rain on it’s way in….

    Yesterday was a _itch… the hen house …did not make it to my Great Aunt’s funeral because of the teenagers and their ‘hangovers’…The Boss will get an earfull come Monday.

    Gal…you are still are in my thoughts and prayers….amen


  149. Thank you Jackie. The only reason that I started posting music to You Tube was to offer words of encouragement to a friend who’s husband was in very critical condition five years ago. He is in his 40’s and is still disabled, so the music keeps coming.

    If you type in Google “be with me lord when i am in trouble lyrics”, my 1st video pops up. I have had over 46K hits, which amazes me.

    Old Bear last night I happened to watch a stupid skit about “teacher snow day” and their undergarments were mentioned. Sadly when I was in school we might have fantasized about a teacher or two, but never would a teacher act upon it. It is sad that our world is so messed up that something like this can happen. No kidding either

  150. Steve, do you have more than the three I listened to? They are so beautiful and they do bring peace. There are times I am a silly old woman I think and joke and make inappropriate remarks, as bad as “kids” used to be. Yet people do tell me I inspire and lead, and that is what we all should do with our lives, use them to bring others to rise above themselves or just go on.

    You do that with your voice, your wife with her writing I suspect. Each of us has some gift we can use, yet few do. And yes, that is in my opinion what is wrong with our world and our teachers and our nation sometimes. Me, me, me and nothing for others.

    Ghost and Sand, this is a serious remark, so no jokes!

    Love, Jackie

  151. Good morning Jackie….so true, that’s why it is called the “me generation”. And yes, Steve’s voice is soothing, I’m one of those 46k hits 🙂

    Took a little power nap to awaken to….rain. And a lot of it is coming our way. I’m just glad it’s in the 40’s here.

    Denise…my Great Aunt Dorothy was the ‘baby’ of the family and the last of her generation. My Dad is 83 and lost his sister last year. When we were growing up, my Great Grandpa was the town’s blacksmith….he lived just down the street. Before A/C, we could hear Grandpa clanging away on his anvil…we would sit and watch him pound out red hot steel into farming tools, horseshoes for the Amish in this community. It was nothing to see horse drawn carriages lined up outside his blacksmith shop….this was in the 50’s and early 60’s that I recall. He would give us his ‘chalk’ and we would run home and draw and play hopscotch. I doubt today if any child would even know what hopscotch is.


  152. Oklahoma, where the wind comes roaring down the plains. Dropping to 20 tonight and winds today to 40 but that pales in comparison to some of country. Listening to Izzy sing songs from Paradise and reminding myself that when I lived in Paradise, the weather began to bore me and I left.

  153. Morning Village.

    Jackie, that was the man. His song always seems to run in parallel with my life; little like JJ’s does with our household.

  154. Sand, the reason we ever had the opportunity to meet either Lindberghs was Hotel Hana Ranch and the corporation that was the parent company, for whom Mike worked. We wanted to live in Hana so badly ourselves and of course that is what we should have pursued, not high tailed it back to Mainland. Kris just kept living the life and there he is with a big chunk of Hana land and a ranch, a life of possibilities that never stopped.

    Before there was a national park we went all over the mountains and the waterfalls of the Hana coast. I know exactly where Lindbergh is buried but don’t think I could find it today. I bet Kris could.

    Mike was a long time Lafayette native once and I was an oil patch kid.Old time oil patch kid and I have known some along the way. Houston and NASA, lots of interesting people who led our lives for us it seemed.

    Maybe you did too.

    Love, Jackie

  155. -11 F now, supposed to get to +3 today*, -7 tonight, + 17 demain. Warming trend!

    Peace, emb

    *Good day to play hooky from church, but have to shop for milk, in the “heat of the day.”

  156. Here in east central Ohio, it is snowing. According to what is on my car, it is about 2″. But it is to snow all afternoon. Freezing rain tonight, then snow again in the AM. Yes, definitely a good day to stay indoors.

  157. Since jokes have been taken off the table this morning…

    On a personal note, my weight loss total for January was 8.0 pounds. That said, it isn’t reasonable to expect I’ll be able to maintain quite that rate of weight loss. As I’ve mentioned before, when beginning the Weight Watchers program the initial reduction in food intake causes your body to burn of some glycogen, which releases water, making at least part of the first week’s loss water weight. (Of course, weight loss is weight loss. And that’s how one of the other programs can “guarantee” you to lose 5 pounds the “first week”.) And with “just” an eight pound loss, I can tell that my 10+ pound cargo pants definitely fit me better.

    A good rate of loss is a consistent one to two pounds per week. Much more than that and your body goes into starvation-avoidance mood, screwing with your metabolism and making it much harder to continue to lose. That’s why that, over time, “crash” diets are not very effective.

    I’m not bragging (after all, I shouldn’t have had to lose those 8 pounds to begin with), but I am hoping to inspire anyone else who is currently fighting the Battle of the Bulge. Like the chicken showing the armadillo it can be done…

  158. Kids still play hopscotch in Provo UT, but we’re known for being in a cultural time warp in Utah. Heck, we still use our flip phones and have a landline. And we don’t have HD TV in our home, just an old tube set.

  159. Izzy will play at Mike’s memorial here in October also, perhaps accompanied by a few of my other ukulele strumming sailors. I am just not sure which song yet, too many good ones. So will Kris Kristopherson and some others who lived our lives, Jimmy Buffett, Kelly McGuire who truly sang Mike’s life more than Jimmy ever did. Only Kelly will be live.

    Izzy’s voice was such a gift.

    Love, Jackie

  160. One of my favorite sailors who goes now, goes small, was sailing a Duck named “Uke N Sail” when I first met him. A Viet Nam vet, he is gonna live until he dies.

    And I have to confess it took me longer than it should to figure out that clever name. He has upgraded the boat now but not too much bigger, doubled the size to a fast 17 footer. He has sailed across America and they don’t have to be oceans.

    My other friend for whom I held a memorial service in my back yard was towing a Duck behind a Miata when I met him, a West Virginia hillbilly out of control who played the uke too. I think the ukes are just good size for little boats.First I saw that his ashes went home with everyone. Then I mailed my friend’s ashes around the world to all the oceans he never reached.

    I hope Jerry goes all over the world too, Gal and I suspect he will.

    Love, Jackie

  161. Trucker, I love Utah and have an invitation there this summer during the heat wave. I will be there. Spent one spectacular afternoon atop a mountain of red rock and dirt, as lightening crashed, storms fell and the mountains tried to wash away. Our creator’s hand is evident throughout your home.

  162. Debbe. he was no one hit wonder. They are all good. I am listening to “Margarita” right now, they are not all inspirational in the same way!

    Listen to “White Sandy Beach” which is probably my favorite. Or his songs to the sea and the water. Izzy was an activist for salvation of the islands and his people.

    My oldest daughter is named Malia for a wonderful six foot plus 300# Hawaiian lady called Auntie Mary, my husband’s pantry girl and the mother to all she met. Malia is about 5 feet tall, blonde Haole like Barbie without a touch of the brown skin I thought she’d have!

    “Somewhere Over The Rainbow” is playing right now.

    Love, Jackie

  163. Ghost, I need to stop visiting and go do some work on throwing away the clothes that are already too large for me. You are my inspiration that makes me eat a balanced diet and do some exercise. That and a house/yard/helper that can cook and does for me!

    I do wish I had bought that Weight Watcher’s franchise in Mississippi and Alabama when Jeanne Neiditch offered it to me back in Honolulu! I know someone there is doing a good job and I have thought many times about that mistake! I bet your sister was a wonderful leader and inspiration to all she met because you are, so she is smiling at you. Just like Mike is in the office with me saying, “Hell of a time to do this, Jackie.”

    Helper and I decided maybe it was too soon to toss all those too small clothes with the price tags on them. So, she is packing and labeling them for me for future possible use. I am keeping nothing that is now too big.

    It took me a long time to get here and it is going to take less to turn around and make the return trip, but no, not over night and no crash diets.

    Love, Jackie

  164. Debbe. it is better to try and live without regret I find. Some were bad choices but in the end I hope the good outweighs those! I try to find joy in the moment.

    Mike was good like that, when I’d mention something past he’d say he had opened the sea cock of his mind and it was gone, like the bilge water.

    Now I try to remember the really good stuff and laugh. Been there, done that with depression, which is no fun, long time ago. That is why I have an audience of thousands waiting to laugh with me but cheer me on if I succeed. Nothing like publicly being willing to expose yourself.

    Love, Jackie (who loves the cat jokes and photos you post)

  165. SNOW in Chicago area. Thank goodness for the snowblower but it’s still snowing and high winds are predicted. Gonna hunker down and watch the game.

  166. Leaving for first Florida trip in about a month and sitting here asking myself if I have sunblock clothes that fit yet? Also will have to drag down to warehouse for some boxes of summer clothes.

    However there have been launch dates when everyone was so cold they looked like Eskimos in the sleet and snow and ended up sun burnt by Key Largo.

    Need to find some of my “official” clothing for either Watertribe, Small Craft Advisor or Duckworks and hope it fits again. If not, I may have to hand letter a piece of cardboard and stick it in the hat band saying “Press”. There are actually no press credentials, of course. These guys do not stand on ceremonies!

    There looks like an interesting event in Mobile that Gary Sinese and The Lt. Dan band will be playing, something to do with planes? And Wounded Warriors I suspect? In March I could put it on the end/return trip. The bike they are raffling sounds interesting too.

    Love, Jackie

  167. Debbe: No, I don’t have anyone with me today. Jerry’s daughter is frantically cleaning house in preparation of a deluge of relatives. She works full time and has a family, so housework is usually one of those things that gets put on the back burner!

    I consulted with her, and my project of the day is getting a head start on clearing out some of his things. I have several piles of clothing sorted. It is bittersweet… I am remembering… when he wore that… I got him that… we laughed at a certain time… all part of the grieving process.

    I listened again, Deb, to the Izzy link you posted. Also bittersweet…

    But – as I have stated to various friends and relatives during the past couple of days – God is good, ALL the time!

  168. Walking beside you Galliglo. Just put one foot in front of the other and get out of bed in the morning.

    Still listening to Izzy, Reminds me of so many good times. The hula dancers used to change costumes in the kitchen beverage area and Mike helped! No time nor room for a dressing room when the wine steward is there! Hand me that Tahitian skirt!

    Or the whale rider whose entire bikini came off in a dive/leap.

    It’s bitter sweet and hard to do. Love, Jackie

  169. Gal and Jackie…right now I am trying to rationalize why a 21 year old mother of a three month old baby girl was killed in a head on collision on Thursday. The tragedy….my NIL Andrew dated her last January, they split up, later to find out she was pregnant. First she claimed the child was his, then denied it. Here’s what is “it’s a small world”…she started dating Andrew’s prsent girlfriend’s ex-boyfriend (kyler’s mom)…and she stated that Andrew was the father. She would have been 22 tomorrow, the day of her burial. Andrew is bi-polar and unmedicated. Brooklynn Rose is her father. A lot of anger is uprising and I am very concerned about what Kyler and Brooklynn Rose and Rachael (Andrew’s girlfriend) are being exposed too. I have seen the manic side of him…and it’s not good.

    Pray for all of them, please….and I know God is good, He knew us in our Mother’s womb.

  170. Oh, Debbe… there IS so much crap in the world! And I don’t know why. I just know we have to have faith, and do the best we can – for ourselves and those around us.

  171. Me, I have been watching “The Challenge” by Warren Richie, an hour and a half professional reality presentation on the Watertribe where I will be in a month. They will do a brief memorial to Mike at the captain’s meeting and his friends will take ashes along, either to the end or where they get pitch poled!

    Inspiration and peace are where you find it but I seek it among those who put everything on the line just because they perhaps can do it. The world is full of evil, full of careless and uncaring people, people who think they are immortal. There is no sense to this at all and they seem to take a lot of people with them.

    Those who can slip the bonds of earth in the skies, the oceans, on mountains bring me peace and I admire them. One of my friends made the comment he had no idea I had people in my family that would be candidates for the Jerry Springer show. Of course, we all have them and they seem to take a lot of people with them.

    The trick is to avoid them if possible and don’t let them take you along when they destroy themselves.

    Prayer and love, Jackie

  172. Gal, grief is unavoidable and indeed necessary, but grief is not your friend. In my experience, it can make you do things you will not even begin to understand later. It would be wise to consult with someone who cares about you and whom you trust about any important decisions you make in the next few months. My prayers for you continue.

    Debbe: Sometimes life throws such curves that you have to recognize that there may not be a good solution to a situation, and you have to pray for the least bad one.

    “The hula dancers used to change costumes in the kitchen beverage area and Mike helped!” Thanks, Jackie, for that image, which will take some time to get out of my mind. Not that I mind it being in my mind, though. 😉

  173. Kahala Hilton hula dancers for the show out on lanai area.They were good and well endowed.
    Mike’s best friend was the maitre D named Charlie for the four star dining room where all the celebrities ate. It took awhile before I found out the crew he partied with every night in wee hours after closing were all female, including Charlie (Charlene).

    General manager was most sexist and hired only beautiful females who wore Japanese kimonos, like geishas, Mike was the ONLY male. He got to wear a tux.

    May or may not have been first place I frequented where the geishas did the cigar and brandy routine. Scratch that thought, that is NOT true. Memory fails sometimes.

    So, Ghost, I have been expecting you to tell me how I am making rash decisions. My closest male friends gave me conservative advice, I ignored it after much consideration and now I have an applauding group to help me do this, enabling me as it were.

    I have thought about that advice of yours every step of the way.

    Love, Jackie

  174. Debbe, Loon is the one of fair hair and skin. And yes, I am highly skilled at applying sunscreen. Must make certain you get those areas where clothing may slip down. 😉
    Unlikely Loon will be sunning today. She is back in the office working.

    Help! I am having difficulty getting a Pintrest pin to work in here. Know I did it one timewith success.

  175. Thanks, Ghost. I know that I cannot “wallow” in the grief. As far as important decisions… No, I will not make any.

    I shall help the family clear out this apartment, and then I shall go back to my previous residence. My daughter is still there, so I really did not cut ties when I came to Cambridge. Guess, subconsciously, I knew that this residence would not be permanent. But I shall keep my ties to this extended family.

    I did quit my job to come here. But that is OK. I am NOT going to go back to work – At least in the foreseeable future. Just going to coast awhile. If I get stir crazy, perhaps I shall do some volunteer work. But no plans for now.

    BTW, I do congratulate you on your Weight Watchers regimen! I admire your intestinal fortitude!

    And I do appreciate your wise and gentle words…

  176. Good sailor too and apparently a totally nice man. A friend wrote a very charming story where Kris Kristopherson came to rescue of some hapless boaters, just incognito. His story goes, “Wasn’t that……?”

    I was disappointed that “The Sailor Who Fell From Grace With the Sea” wasn’t really about sailing. And glad that he survived “Barbra” and remake of “A Star Is Born”. He was very, very young when he flew for PHI in Lafayette and very, very good looking.

  177. Jackie:

    Here is a link that should show a few of my videos. We all have gifts. I have been stunned at times when someone will tell me that my words gave them comfort or made a huge impact in their life and I do not even recall what I said. That is a higher power in my opinion.

    My wife decided to add a couple of her “fans” in her novels. For one she had the fan get in an accident at 9 months pregnant (everything turned out ok) and in the book, she named the child Jacob (or something like that). When the fan read this, she called her in tears as when she was young she gave up a child at birth and the child’s name was Jacob. She asked “How could you ever know?” They have become very close friends.

  178. Sand, do you ever feel that person is still trapped inside? I do.

    Steve, some of us have gifts and they are just that, ours but to borrow and embrace. That is what a gift is, something you have been given that cannot be explained nor cultivated or created. Many people think it is of their making, it is not. Nor is it theirs to keep or horde. I believe that is why it is so special, given freely it just continues to live.

    Love you, Jackie

  179. Debbe, they are in my prayers. As Ghost said, sometimes we just have to pray for the best possible outcome, yet know that it isn’t the one we would choose.

  180. Denise..thank you for your kind words…you are a very inspiring person. You wrote a couple of years ago about my Stepfather’s impending passing as he suffered from Alzheimer , he was a gardener and loved being outside…I have saved that…. you wrote:

    “Debbe, I’m sure he remembers. The things we love most and do most stay with us all our days, even if we can’t recall details. He knows the smell of turned earth, the feel of spring sun on strong arms, the caress of scent-laden breeze on his neck, and the smiles in the eyes of family and friends as they share in his bountiful harvest.”

    Denise, i think that’s when GR and I decided we wanted you to write our obits, 🙂

  181. Just a quick in – Last Readers Digest had a story of a tandem jump that went wrong.
    Both parties lived but not without serious consequences.


  182. Plus, when you come up on a school buss whose lights are flashing and yet fails to put out the “stop” sign….for each child you get 50 bonus points….

    That’s a joke son.

  183. Debbe, shall I take you to rural Russia? Each Oblast has it’s own commission for the creation and redistribution of potholes. I swear at times, usually after a few too many vodka shots, it even begins to make sense.

    My obit will likely be a work of redaction.

  184. No doubt, Sand! I used to get these reports from Air America where it was all redacted. I once told them the only things that weren’t marked out in black they had made up anyway. I suggested I just put cash in a paper bag and leave it under a rock. And they said hopefully, “Can you do that?”

  185. Jackie, your comment about giving away resonates with something that happened to me today. I ate lunch at a Chinese restaurant yesterday and stuck the fortune cookie in my coat pocket. Today after church, I was hungry and cracked the cookie. The strip inside said “If you endlessly give you will endlessly have.”. Then I get on here and read your comments.

    But please make sure you are giving the proper things or you will not be happy with what you get back!

  186. Debbe, Galliglo: You could take a latex helium balloon, write down all the things you want to be rid of on a piece of paper. Then tie it to the balloon and let it go. You do get a feeling of relief and release when you do it.

  187. Or burn them one by one. Or make a paper boat and launch one by one in a moving stream.

    Mark, I haven’t done that in centuries! Platonic and pure love, returned the same way. I am almost a saint and almost a nun! Which is why our past troll just annoyed the p…s out of me with all the pretense of piety and joining an “order”. Some do have that call or gift but he/she wasn’t one and neither am I!

    On a separate note, Sand you are a most interesting person. What a concept, thinking as a form of free enterprise! And Loon is your partner.

    I had/have two good friends with a similar job description, sometimes n’er do well and free range chicken farmer. Both highly degreed and intelligent men who have been married once and lived on opposite coasts. Both liberals and I am more of a Texas conservative, sort of. One was friend whose funeral was in my back yard.

    We don’t need any stinking support groups, we have the Village.

    Love, Jackie

  188. Here, in N Illinois, we have had over a foot since 8:20 last night. News program says to expect another 6″ of so of the blankety-blank stuff. Winds are steadily in the 30-40 mph range, hence our official blizzard warnings. Drive and walk have been done twice (plus a partial time) so far, and will need a third blowing tomorrow. This is getting to be a drag, to say the least.
    Good comment about the declining quality of mirrors over the decades from Sand; thanks for the spot of humor.

  189. Jackie, tread carefully in the destruction of documents ; those kinds of actions never look good to the jury.

    Only problem with a thinking enterprise is that you never can get away from the office. I just used Murray Gell-Mann as my role model. Once I learned the you could get a Nobel prize for thinking; it became clear any one could do it. 😉

  190. “trying to rationalize why a 21 year old mother of a three month old baby girl was killed in a head on collision on Thursday.”

    Sorry, but you cannot rationalize, “Why her?” or “Why me?” Faith is, among other things, how you deal with a physical world that doesn’t care about you. I pray that will help for you. Years back, I posted an extract from a column / that kind of thing. I’ll do it again, if I can find it.

    Peace, emb

  191. enb,,, “Faith is, among other things, how you deal with a physical world that doesn’t care about you. I pray that will help for you.”

    …and you are so true.

  192. “Inside every 80-year-old is a very puzzled 20-year-old.”

    Jackie, you’ve paid your dues. Go crazy. A little. We’ll tell you when it’s too much. 🙂

  193. “Find” sure is a useful tool. I knew it contained “of spades”. This is from late ’01 or early ’02.

    “Beryl” wondered what we thought. Here’s part of my reply: “I don’t think nature is rigidly deterministic, though it is causal, not capricious. Also, I accept possible divine inspiration (without understanding how it works), but none of those positions is testable. The probability of being dealt the A-K-Q-J-10 of spades is infinitesimal (one over 52 factorial, I think). The probability of ANY other PARTICULAR poker hand is equally low. (Four-of-a-kind is not a particular hand, as there are many possible combinations.) Your friend has described a particular situation, analogous to being dealt the A-K-Q-J-10 of spades. Any equally complex sequence she could have described, made up of individual events of the same probabilities, would be equally unlikely. The special thing about her tale was its desirable outcome. That’s when we say, ‘it was a miracle,’ or ‘God must have intervened.’ That she overcooked her okra the night before resulted from a comparable chain of events, but is unimportant, so we don’t blame God.

    “Does it make a difference? I think so. Last September [9/11], many such situations occurred. Isaac made it to work. Patrick did not, because he missed his commuter train. Isaac died in the WTC atrocity; Patrick lived, and credited God. Should Isaac’s widow blame God? Did God choose to save those who were saved? If Patrick later develops Alzheimer’s, should his family wish he’d made it to work? They wouldn’t be tortured by watching Dad lose it, and the government would have paid them well. Suppose Isaac’s wife was cheating on him and she and Lothario were plotting Isaac’s murder anyway, but now they have the million bucks. Isaac himself was also deceiving his wife, and Ruby, a floozy with no talents outside of the bedroom, and no other means of support, was pregnant with his child. A novelist might make a best seller of this. Is God a novelist with a sense of irony, a puppet master who likes to watch the evil prosper and the good suffer, a sadist who lets Satan have free rein? [Cf. the Book of Job.] “It makes a difference because believing that God intervenes lessens our responsibility to behave sensibly in a natural universe that itself does not care about us. God cares, I think, but generally opts not to monkey with the events of our lives. If we think God is responsible for significant events, or that other super-natural forces influence such events, we can end up doing nasty things, or failing to do good things, like getting our sick child a blood transfusion. I preached on that once.”
    Peace, emb

  194. Agreed, EMB, I went through that same attempt to ask “Why Me?” One horrific thing after another happened to me as a relatively young woman and on my knees in church, I begged for some reason. What had I done? Why me? Would it ever end? I felt like Job, crying in the wilderness and not getting an answer. Was I being punished? Certainly knew I had sinned, so maybe this was cosmic retribution?

    Sorry, it isn’t any of those and in my humble experience I don’t think there are answers. Not any you will get right away in a voice from on high. They will come from deep within you and arrive but not on a schedule or very fast. And if they do, it may be when you realize you did survive it all, you weren’t to blame, you weren’t being punished and somewhere down the line you know you are a better person for it.

    Sorry, Super Bowl always puts me in a philosophical mode and I think of the bigger meaning of things. It isn’t a game, of course.

    Sailors are not especially Super Bowl watchers either, so I am over waxing philosophical about boats and the Zen of boat building and sailing. Getting my mojo back probably.

    Love, Jackie

  195. This is where I stop what I am doing and go read a book. Dozens of watch caps, a dozen Tillys, Aussie leather hat, Stetson so fine it was my personal job to keep it from flinging onto floor on trips, sunblock woven hats, ventilated hats, but a white Clark Gable plantation woven hat? A
    woven Outback Plantation hat? And I have memories of one or two. I bought the Hawaiian woven hat and the sewn pheasant lei hatband myself but when did he buy some of the others?

    And the sailing caps, the ones I am looking for? Can’t find. I was an indulgent woman it seems!

    Keeping a few of the sailing clothes with an unlikely hope I might fit into them someday, since I have NEVER been a medium at any time in life. Looked at one of windsurfer body suits and that would be the impossible dream!

    Off to read a real book with a hard cover and paper pages.

    Love, Jackie

  196. I’m sure that I’ve shared this here before,but it is fitting in regards to gifts. My Dad was constantly reminding me to “leave the world a little bit better than what you’ve taken from it” Or in other words always give more than you receive.

    When Dad was in the hospital for the last time, just before he slipped mentally, I told him I had tried to live my life to his motto, but I wound “the more I give, the more that I receive, which means that I have to give some more. It’s an endless cycle!” My Dad looked at me and smiled and said “Now you’re getting it”

  197. That is one fine looking possum outside my desk eating. Healthy diet of cat kibble and canned cat food! With a prehensile curved tail. Looked like a snake in window but the munching gave it away. Snakes don’t crunch and munch.

    Steve, if we all got that, think what the world could be like?

  198. Jackie, there is a thing called Freecycle on the net. It’s supposed to be a way for people to list things they want to give away, like the clothes you are clearing out. In Tennessee, it worked very well. Here in Tuscaloosa, I signed up but all I ever saw were people wanting, but not giving much. Anyway, it is better than throwing away useful items if you don’t have a Goodwill or Salvation Army collection center.

    If you have books you want to get rid of, and of course there are more you want to read, try this site:

    You post books you want to trade out. When someone requests one of your books, you send it to them (you can print out a mailing wrapper from the site). When the person tells the site they got the book, you get a credit to order a book from what’s available. It works well. When I used it, the deliveries were pretty quick and I only got the wrong book once, and never got a really bad copy.

  199. Horrors, a “blasphemy”! MPR apologized and bleeped it in the rebroadcast. Somebody or two [“Bless their hearts”?] objected to “Elohimdarn” which is one of the words in a presumably copyrighted song. See below.

    On the other hand, we should maybe be thankful no masked gunmen shot up MPR HQ, or the onstage radio show at the Fitz. Our zealots aren’t as bad as some. But then, there was Oklahoma City. Well, at least they’re not as common or violent, today.

    Peace, emb

  200. Mark, I am a recycler from way back and always donate. One time I showed up at the God’s Helping Hands shop with a truck load of my mother in laws excess (which she really thought I was storing I think) and the sweet little ladies were so happy and grateful I asked if they could use more? Six truck loads of stuff and they were in tears because they had been praying for more merchandise for their little charity and I was sent. They moved out of our town and I need to find where they are located now? We also had a local women’s shelter that needed help as many of the women arrive with nothing.

    I just always ask if someone cannot use what I give that they pass it on to someone who can.

    Many of our boating/sailing friends may not be as supplied as we are and I will give away Mike’s sailing clothes to them. And many just may want them because it was Mike.

    Thanks for idea, I find it inspiring what suggestions come through A and J.

    Love, Jackie

  201. Oklahoma City and the Murrah building will always stand out as a homegrown terrorist for me.
    Most of my old agency died or was injured in the blast, they were right at front of building.
    Since most of us had retired or taken reassignment rather than come to OKC my personal friends were not in blast range, but still it makes no difference.

    Here I am in Oklahoma anyway and the horror of watching it unfold on television live is still very much in my memory.

  202. Jackie, someone in our office was on a call with Murrah when the line went dead. Was our first warning. That April 19, like 9-11, was a day of mass confusion.

  203. Sand, we used to get so many bomb threats, it was after all in a period it wasn’t especially a crime to threaten us. We’d evacuate, they’d search, we’d go back.

    Nor was it a crime then to threaten a federal employee verbally or in letters. You probably know all this. People got angry at me for decisions and I got lot of threats, When we shared a giant office, co-workers practiced a “hit the floor under the desk” routine for me, yelling “It’s her you want!” Black humor.

    Moved me to a private office with a secretary-receptionist who was always being borrowed. Joke was she volunteered to get out of line of fire. Coworkers would say they would put up signs and arrows directing people to my office.

    All black humor stops being funny when it becomes real. I think you know this already.

    Love, Jackie

  204. Good morning Villagers….

    GR 😉 I oozed with sweetness, but I never had a hub cap diamond star halo….wore a lot of black though.

    Ah, Monday morning. and it’s Groundhog Day….wonder who originated that idea. I know, Google it

    emb….I remember you posted that at one time, because the last three sentences has stayed with me. I had copied and pasted it to my ‘quotes’ files back then. Somehow it disappeared, will be doing another copy and paste. Thank you.

    No snow here, just wind chill temps in the single digits….get the Carharts out again as I have to run into the one hen house and get paperwork, back into car…go to my hen house and turn the heat on….go inside the hen house to warm up. Some time back, some one called and wanted to know how we heated our hen house….I told him….the hens’ body heat, some 75,000 btus.

    Gal…thoughts and prayers will be with you today.

    love to all

  205. I was just singing “Dragging the Line” yesterday – one of the suggestions. Day off, meant to go to Ohio – we’ll see what roads look like later. Got to sleep in!

  206. Galliligo, this is what I found this morning, a gift from my friend the boat designer, Jim Michalak.

    Sometimes we are fortunate enough in life to find a real prince after we’ve kissed enough frogs, a hero that rescues you from the tower. Real heroes don’t wear signs on their chests usually to give you a clue when you are searching.

    My hero never changed, he lived until he died, as I am sure Jerry did. I am the overweight aged blonde “trophy wife” with the Playboy Bunny locked inside trying to get out again.

    Mike would say, “Hell of a time to decide to do that!”

    Just know that someday you can laugh through the tears that are probably falling today. And may it not take long for that to happen.

    Love, Jackie

  207. EMB, I don’t consider that blasphemy what so ever, just indication the almighty might have a party line that gets picked up by more than one subscriber.

  208. Things to ponder while shoveling 15″ of snow:
    Why do my neighbors look stylish and perky while shoveling, and my husband and I look like a couple of lumbering sasquatch?
    How did I get lucky enough to marry a man who, though exhausted, shovels a path to the bird feeder, fills it, then scatters peanuts (along the shoveled path) for the squirrels?
    How can I possibly be thankful enough for a home, warm clothing, a tender-hearted man, and hot coffee?

  209. Debbe:

    I’m on somebody’s list of quotes! Thank you.

    Two of my favorite quotes are nonsense, but still carry messages.

    “I feel more like I do now than I did when I came in.” [A former student and houseguest, perhaps not original with her.]

    “Ice is really a vegetable organism that forms on the surface of water to keep it from freezing solid.” H.L. Mencken, original, I believe.

    Peace, emb

  210. Ashes showed up in my yard abandoned the day Ashes I had died, almost identical cats. Took us a few years to lure him to porch, then into house. he lived in my old ditch and was supporting himself on captured prey. Which is remarkable, as he has no claws and was neutered. He sleeps with me now.

    The guy holding him wasn’t bad looking for a gray haired cat whisperer.

    Love, Jackie

  211. EMB, remember the immortal words of those with a poor connection and a bad/poor cell tower.

    “Can you hear me? Can you hear me?”

    Reception of communication is often poor and one only gets alternating words.

    Love, Jackie

  212. “If one advances confidently in the direction of his choices, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.”

    Henry David Thoreau

  213. Important Things I Learned As a Teenage Carny Worker*

    * Well, OK, it was just selling ducats for the Tilt-A-Whirl ride, and it as just for a week during the summer before college, when I learned modern survival skills by gypsying around out of state for two months and picking up odd jobs, but still…

    The midway opened at four o’clock in the afternoon and closed at ten. At closing, we took our ticket rolls and cash boxes to the office trailer and waited while everything was balanced and boss man released us. (He had hired me when he learned that I was headed for college at the same school where the man who designed his rides and much of his other carnival equipment was an engineering professor. Small world.) That afternoon, they had set up another trailer just feet from the office trailer, one that opened up with a food prep area in the middle, surrounded by counters and stools, and sold “fair food”. Leaving the office trailer that first night, I noticed that, being after hours, it was serving the carny workers. I was hungry and the chili most of them were ordering smelled wonderful. Hopping up on a stool, I told the cook. “I’ll have some chili, please.”

    “Sorry,” Cookie said. “We’re only serving workers now.” I left without my chili.

    The next night as I left the office, I stood watching the cook trailer and coveting that chili. After a few minutes I noticed something and took a stool. When Cookie came over, I said, just as had the workers I’d been watching, “Gimme a bowl.” I returned his nod as he served me my chili. And it was good. And it was every night the rest of the week.

    Lessons learned: Don’t accept rejection; be observant; be persistent; be confident; always act like you know what you’re doing…and you’ll get a lot of things in life you wouldn’t get otherwise. (Some of them soft, warm and cuddly.)

    Hey, perhaps that was what Thoreau was saying.

  214. Like divine messages, we can each get Thoreau’s a little differently.

    Seemed appropriate for the thread of literary achievement. You write really well Ghost and convincingly! Now that I am learning who many of my friends from the Village REALLY are I find we are a group who has followed Thoreau most of our lives.

    Jimmy should be proud of us, I know I am.

    Love, Jackie

  215. GR6, excellent lessons learned, especially the point on observation. When in Eastern Europe I always practice the Warsaw Pact Stare. Never make direct eye contact, just a quick glance. Never let your gaze linger. And on public transit avoid conversation.

    I do find those under the age of thirty are more willing to speak with foreigners. This can lead to memorable encouters. 🙂

  216. I’ve been mia and I’ve been to Montgomery where we saw an excellent musical about Patsy Cline. Tonight we are going to see The Millionaire Quartet. Although it seems like building is going fast on our house there is still lots to do including carpet, final electrical, some outside painting, screening the back porch, finishing the garage and shop floors, shower doors and it goes on and on. Now it looks like the house is going to be in the Parade of Homes in June so it could be June before we move although we plan to close in March. It was interesting to hear that the Super Bowl yesterday got its sod from the same place the sod at my last house came from in Foley, Al.

  217. Now Jerry, sod would not have been one of the things I would think of in Foley, AL’s reasons for fame.

    Glad you are back, of course. Will you be offering a B and B experience in the new Parade of Home’s swakiendo?

    I already have three trips your way planned this year.

  218. Hoping some of us are simply incommunicado from bad weather, ice and snow.

    Sand, you think SIRI doesn’t like you? I would shudder to think what she’d make of my pronunciation? I speak French like Miss Piggy and English sometimes like I am from Yaknapowha County, MS. Which neither of us, Siri or I can spell.

  219. Siri has trouble getting a few words correct, no matter how carefully I pronounce them. Which sometimes causes me to swear. Which causes Siri to go into Nanny Mode: “There’s no need for that.” Which sometimes make me swear even more, thereby sending her into Mother Mode…not angry but just very disappointed: “Well…I’m still here for you.”

  220. Jackie, you attended a Southern college and can’t spell “Yoknapatawpha”? For shame. In the advanced English classes they stuck me in, we had to write critical analysis of Faulkner. Do you know how hard it is to write something about Faulkner that hasn’t already been written? Hundreds of times?

    I’ll bet Lady Mindy can sympathize with me on that. 🙂

  221. GR6: I’ve stayed away from Art History and Advanced English Literature classes for one reason–I like good art and good literature enough already. I don’t need someone to teach me critical analysis of what I already like, to see things that even the artist or writer didn’t know about their work when they were creating it. I prefer to make my own judgments and to notice more on my own when I revisit their works.

    A recent example: I had the good fortune to see a screening of DeMille’s “This Day and Age (1933)” last Friday night (BYU’s archive has DeMille’s personal papers and films from his collection). I was struck with the use of familiar folk tunes in the score, how they contrasted and underscored the action on the screen. The cinematography included some form cuts that took my breath away.

    Although the film barely made any money (Hollywood’s accounting practices being what they were and are) it stands as a testament to DeMille’s artistry and his understanding of the issues of that particular “day and age” and the importance of never letting people with “pull” get away with crimes that we lesser mortals dare not commit.

  222. Ghost, neither the college of agriculture at one university nor the college of liberal arts where I went for other in pre-law considered English literature to be of great need to any of us, I fear.
    While I did take some literature classes I cannot for the life of me remember how advanced I got.

    However, I still have Mississippi relatives who I believe stopped off around Philadelphia? The McCarty family of potters in Merigold are “kin” and I think another bunch helped found Piggly Wiggly. It is where we picked up our Choctaw “princess” ancestress, although I believe we had a precedent in Edgefield, SC area, a native American ancestress who the genealogists are still debating was/was not native, based on fact she was allowed to inherit property from late spouse.

    By the time I was in sixth grade I had read anything Faulkner had written to that point and I just kept reading, since neither my mother nor grandmother was enough of a reader to have any idea how inappropriate my reading choices were. Can I discuss them critically? No, but I did love the reading!

    When you live Faulkner’s books and your ancestors did too and you realize it early in life, it just becomes fiction, albeit good fiction.

    Always a fan of Mississippi. Love, Jackie

  223. On subject of correlation and literature and education, I will only say I took thirteen years of Spanish courses, conversational, historical and literature. I had to read Cervantes, Simon Bolivar and Jorge Luis Borges and critique them in Spanish, not English. No English spoken in many classes.

    However, only a few years later I could not request an iron from housekeeping for my slacks nor carry on any conversation, nor read anything written above newspaper “news” level. I once thought a Mexico rose grower was asking if I were tired and agreed to go on a helicopter ride out to one of his ranches to inspect his crops and spend the weekend apparently. (Did not go after a translator told me what I’d done)

    So much for higher learning! Housekeeping sent all my clothes out to dry cleaners/laundry and they were impeccably ironed and rehung in my closet for me.

    Failure of communication and comprehension due to my education?

    Love, Jackie

  224. Don’t blame me, Trucker. I had to take English and, as I said, I got stuck in those classes, with no option not to be there. 🙂

    Didn’t mind, though. It made us think. Also, read better books, had a better professor, and rubbed elbows with some pretty bright kids. Some of it may have even rubbed off on me.

  225. Being very old South, it will probably turn out Ghost and I are cousins somehow which wouldn’t matter anyway since my mother married her cousin, my stepdad, and my ancestors seemed to have a propensity for similar to the point we should all have an eye in the middle of our forehead and extra digits or less?

    Had a rule not to date any relatives from an early, early age and got to point of genealogy research to find out I had anyway. Didn’t marry any, gene pool from far away countries and distant histories. Hard to practice in Faulkner’s country. Gene pools got pretty compacted.

    On polls of beliefs, are we mostly disbelievers concerning global climate change?

    Sand and Loon must have a big presentation today or Loon is still working on that computer program while wearing six forms of communication.

    Love, Jackie

  226. I definitely believe in climate change. When my grandmother in Missouri was visited by cousins from South Carolina before WWI, they brought oranges they’d grown in their yard. Try to grow them there today…

    Utah’s having the warmest, driest winter in decades. Folks on the East are having a real WINTER. Last year Utah had an unusually cold, dry winter.

    Climate changes. I sincerely doubt we control that.

  227. Jackie, put me down for disbelief in man-made climate change and belief in naturally-occurring cycles of weather change.

    Man-made climate change is the central heating/air-conditioning we install in our buildings and vehicles. If we were truly able to control the weather, we would not have killer heat spells, decade-long droughts or the current wave of “wintry blasts”.

  228. And I suspect I can identify the guilty party, Sand. I just read a most interesting blog from someone in Texas called “The King of Texas” and I double checked his history to see if it were you! Another friend who in his late 80’s was my internet site’s webmaster (ex-pilot and FAA official) sent me an essay that led me to his blog.

    Which also led me to read his background, “It’s All About Me, Me, Me!” Sounds like someone I would really like to know. Lost his wife to cancer but that is only a small part of his story.

    Love, Jackie

  229. Mark, total agreement on climate and no argument who is responsible.

    Gary, you have just persuaded another woman! That is more impressive than Clint Eastwood and that made a definite impression on me. Became an instant fan of spaghetti westerns, saw them all repeatedly and bought all the records.

    Going back to hear some more. I already liked ukes but never saw anything like this? And in tuxes?

    Love, Jackie

  230. And is that the only thing, Sand?

    Gary, I am still laughing and I may hurt myself doing so. “Pinball Wizard” by the Who as a sea shanty? Too funny. “Orange Blossom Special” unstoppable to watch and best version.

    Going back to watch some more. Thank you, laughter is healing unless you hurt yourself.

    Love, Jackie

  231. I also believe that climate change is a real danger to us and to the planet. I’ve always read a lot about science. Funny, the thought just came to me that at the age Jackie was reading Faulkner, I was reading about astronomy and geology. I read a lot of other stuff too! Fiction, some childrens’ books, poetry, comic books. The solar system and the rocks and minerals, I really liked, though … and here in NH there was no impetus to read Faulkner, you can imagine!

  232. Charlotte in NH, sounds much like my early reading list, with science fiction and fantasy thrown in. I read The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit somewhere between 3rd and 6th grades, along with anything else that looked interesting and that the library would let me check out. I was hunting fossils in our driveway before 3rd grade. We had a drive covered with broken rock, most of which was sedimentary and had great fossils of various sea life. Invertebrate stuff. And while working as a security guard at a coal strip mine, I found great fossils of plants in the discarded rock. Even had some where the plant had turned to coal inside the rock, leaving a sort of positive cast of the plant of coal.

    And yes, climate change is a danger when we don’t prepare for the changes. But I don’t think we are causing the changes. I recall the popular science magazines of the late ’60’s predicting a coming freeze. Then it changed to global warming, then climate change, then I said to myself, these people don’t really know what’s going to happen.

  233. Once I sat at the bar watching Truman Capote eat dinner while his little feet swung off the bar stool, shorter than mine even. In his little toggled child’s coat, right next to him and Mike would not let me tell him how much I had loved his writing because I would be invading his celebrity.I felt so sorry for him, so alone eating dinner because he wasn’t wearing a coat and tie and could not get into the Louis XIV dining room, despite celebrity. Of course, we got a primo table, leaving him alone.

    Sorry, but I would have told Walker Percy, William Faulkner and Shelby Foote how I felt about them. And somehow I feel they would have talked to me. And we’d have had things to say.

    Love, Jackie

  234. In don’t know, Jackie. The royal families of Europe seem about as inbred as the “Kallilak” family I learned about in Sociology 101, and the royals seem to have done fairly well, other than for World War I and all those other half-witted European wars, of course.

    To be on the safe side, however, we won’t have any kids. 🙂

  235. We have at least one of their albums and my wife plays it constantly. I love the Theme from Shaft. And they are pretty good on their instruments too.

  236. Lots of readers here? You think?

    I’m currently reading “The Rough Riders”, written in 1899 by someone with some knowledge of the topic…Theodore Roosevelt.

  237. And here’s an interesting article I just read (and the cartoon attached to it asks an important question about longterm forecasts which those in NYC should consider) :

    Jeff Jacoby discusses the meaningfulness (that’s a word?) of a global average temperature. As he says, “Temperatures on the earth are in constant flux. They change with latitude, with time of day, with season, with weather; they vary from ocean depths to atmospheric heights, from the equator to the poles. Even assuming that the necessary raw data could be properly gathered, mathematicians must choose among multiple averaging techniques, which can yield flatly contradictory results.”

  238. I am reading “Without A Paddle” by an acquaintance/friend named Warren Richie. It is the story of his completing a 1200 mile race around Florida called the Ultimate Florida Challenge when his marriage suddenly ends in divorce. Warren writes for newspapers when he is not discovering what life is about. He also did a remarkable hour and a half film called “The Challenge” about Watertribe and why sane men would do something like this. And a few remarkable women. I am also reading “Jagular: Adventures in a $300 Boat” by Tom Pamperin

    Tom writes for Wooden Boat magazine among others, Small Craft Advisor and is my very good friend whom I cheer every step. Both men seemed appropriate at this time in my life. I am surrounded by over 500 books, mostly about the sea but also great generals, leaders and a few Travis McGee’s and similar frivolous writers.

    Jagular seems to have vanished into the chaos of my office, not surprisingly, knowing Tom, whose motto in life is you do not have to be prepared so long as you are willing to accept the consequences. He was a Coastie rescue swimmer.

    Love, Jackie

  239. How beautiful the earth is! Loved the Google Earth. Wish I hadn’t read the comments from the idiots below.

    You know, this is without a doubt the most inspirational and educational group I have ever been a part of and I love everyone’s contributions.

    Ghost, I was fixed a long time ago just like a pet should be!

    Love, Jackie

  240. Can’t believe that one! Found “Jagular” in my front bedroom on THAT desk. I “discovered” Tom just about the time he had decided to give up writing and keep teaching middle schoolers. It was a story about his cat who did not want to become a ship’s cat on a $300 sailboat with an attitude. It was so funny, so I wrote him asking why he had not continued to post essays/adventures to his blog? And I just kept bugging him so that when he resumed writing I just kept bugging him some more and some more. So, he has his first book out, writes for two prestigious magazines and I am as proud as if I were his mom. Who I do NOT know but Tom assures me is nothing like me. The book is funny, even if you don’t like boats particularly, it features a crew of mutinous raspberry Newtons and a boat that is a smart…. and insolent craft.

    And all the adventures really happened because I have known the author through all of them.

    And Ghost, I can’t believe I made you blush! Someone else did that this week in person.

    Giving up and going to bed with a book I hope.

    Love, Jackie

  241. No! No! Not that you cannot, but that you beat me to this by posting it first!

    I read the entire article thinking about that and waiting to post it and you got here first!

    That was really, really good and thank you Trucker. I can see I should either apologize to Arkansas or subscribe to Jewish World Review.

    I have had a discriminating palate my entire life and am unapologetic.

    Love, Jackie

  242. If you snooze, you lose, babe. 🙂

    Ha! Roosevelt mentions as an outstanding soldier one of the few in his regiment from Lousiana, a “John McIlhenny”, who of course was John Avery McIlhenny, son of Edmund McIlhenny. He took over the McIlhenny Company at Avery Island upon his father’s death in 1890, and ran it until 1898 when he resigned to join the Rough Riders.

    sand, when you were doctoring C-rats with Tabasco Sauce, I’ll bet you didn’t know it might not have existed if not for a fellow mudfoot.

  243. I am going to stop right now before I make another wisecrack. The effects of indiscriminate reading (I would read a cereal box if there was nothing else) resulted in a fourteen year old who like Holden Caulfield went to New York City and spent five days on her own, not unlike Holden, hardly doing things fourteen year olds are supposed to do, especially in the 1950’s. At the top of my list was a visit to the Algonquin Hotel’s Rose Room and the site of the famous Round Table. That’s what I wanted to be, a brilliant, brittle and jaded writer and perhaps some day be published in the New Yorker magazine or a suitably prominent newspaper as a journalist or columnist.

    Reality often hits hard even today but in the 1950’s that wasn’t likely to happen to Southern girls, a fact I found out when I spent several years writing for and running my first college’s public relations department and being published all over the country. Didn’t matter, the offer from Playboy wasn’t to write, that’s for sure!

    But I kept writing in some form or other all these years, knowing I wasn’t going to be the jaded journalist I REALLY wanted to be. But I also kept loving words and what Greenberg says about the loss of words is true, when we lose words they seldom return.

    Good night, Gracie! Love, Jackie

  244. Probably for same reason we share similar views on global warming? Or no one mentioned the Super Bowl and the effects of a disastrous or thrilling game, depending on point of view? I do love the movie, however. Hmmn- that seems appropriate too, given some of our philosophical musings.

  245. Debbe 😉 I’m getting ready to go bed, and you’re just about to get up.

    Just thought of that old saying “getting up with the chickens.” What time do chickens get up, anyway? I know the roosters often start crowing at first light, but what about the hens? I’m guessing they basically sleep whenever it’s dark.

  246. on 03 Feb 2015 at 3:53 am #

    I’m back.


    Do yous guys know how long it takes to read 3 days worth of posts and links?
    I took notes

    Clothes – new program LoveLustRun at least these women are trying to better
    themselves – some were pretty under all the spackle.

    Dumb educators – comment in One Big Happy forum-
    Reminds me of that stupid story a couple of months ago about PB&J sandwiches being racist. The reason, according to the school principal is that sandwiches do not exist in all cultures.
    I hadn’t heard about that so I looked it up. Unbelievable! Thankfully my kids were never forced to go to school under Portland school principal Verenice Gutierrez.

  247. One long post got sent to moderation so I am breaking it into smaller segments.

    Father of a girlfriend I had just out of High School, designed boats that were published in
    Popular Mechanics. 55/60 years ago. Looked alot like that Scamp. He had heart attack while scuba diving in Caribbean – I still send Christmas cards to her mother.

    We do the best we can with the information we have – If we recriminate we would just suck our thumb and never get out of bed.

    Hugs and Talent – the more we give the more we get. They do not add or detract they multiply.

    There was a Uke on the Antiques Road Show Monday night – I think they said $2,500

    The music stands for the Uke Band made me think of Chris Baldwins new strip

    In the comments someone said just a foot button to change pages – Chris’ answer is
    that music recognition technology NOW would allow the page to change automatically.

  248. One of TRs friends said “Rough Riders” was an “I” book.

    As for climate change – It is – Is man doing it? Probably not much, we have not been keeping records long enough to know. Is the Planet in trouble? (even if man has contributed)
    The Planet was here long before man and will be here long after man. Humans are just an
    irritating hic-up – If the age of the world were 24 hours man has been here less than 15 seconds.
    Man is in trouble.

    If as Shakespeare said deep sleep is Death’s half-sister I am off tho meet his cousin.

  249. Good Morning Villagers….

    I had questioned in yesterday morning’s comments who came up with the idea of Groundhog day, no one bit.

    Indy Mindy…anniversaries are hard, but I want you to know that I copied and pasted your “job spec for poultry layer house employee and emailed it to my boss. His sister works the office and is going to make copies for me… are good.

    Old Bear…like your postings, and yes, man is in trouble…but we are all victims of our own demise.

    GR 😉 back to my flashlights….they are Rayz, the bigger one that zooms in and out only holds 9 triple ‘A’ batteries, so I was wrong about the fourteen. I thought it felt lighter after Ian told me it held only 9 batteries 🙂 . I forget how many lumens, but it is bright. I have two smaller Rayz that I can pack in my back pocket. The lights come on in the hen house at 5 am and go off at 10 pm…that’s a lot of laying time. With six feedings per day. Roughtly 8 tons of feed go through those augers during each feeding.

    gotta go…..

    Miss Charlotte…good to see you back

    …and Jerry, you had me worried….let us know when your house is in that magazine. We can probably pull it up. I’m excited for you and your wife.


  250. Glad to see you back, Blinky. And I agree.

    I think Rob and Laura Petry were a big influence on our fearless leader. And that is a good thing!

  251. GR6, knew two Louisiana boys, and one each from Hawaii and Virgin Islands, who could convert c-rats into a meal. A lot of that was the local food stock and hot sauces were similar to what they grew up on.

  252. Thank you EVERYONE for your kind and loving support during the past few days. I think that those days were a “sit, think, deal with it” time. Last night I had dinner with Jerry’s two children and reminisced… more coming in today… also today, we are going to decide what to do with items in the house… services tomorrow… It is time to get on with the rest of our lives.

  253. Wiki re: Groundhog Day

    The celebration, which began as a Pennsylvania German custom in southeastern and central Pennsylvania in the 18th and 19th centuries, has its origins in ancient European weather lore, wherein a badger or sacred bear is the prognosticator as opposed to a groundhog.[6] It also bears similarities to the Pagan festival of Imbolc (the seasonal turning point of the Celtic calendar, which is celebrated on February 2 and also involves weather prognostication[7]) and to St. Swithun’s Day in July 15.

  254. Being a little more alert this morning after a excursion into the cold wearing only a thin tee shirt (think large) in pursuit of the 10# dog, I googled the Algonquin Round Table this morning and it brought back some really long ago thoughts and even visual memories. More than anything I wanted to be Dorothy Parker, whose mastery of the word led me astray so long ago.

    “You can lead a horticulture but you can’t make her think,” Dorothy Parker.

    I suspect our noble host and resident talent liked this group too, playing word games, witticisms and subtle “get one past” the censors.

    Love, Jackie

  255. Galliglo – “items in the house” it hasn’t been four weeks yet for me and my brain is having to find the right balance between giving things to the women’s shelter charity or Goodwill in the area and stopping before I wipe out all trace of her things. She had lots of stuff that was from people or relatives that were special to her but not me, so that can go. But our together stuff, I keep forever, or very slowly cull, and I’ll never use the sewing machine or certain weird kitchen apparatuses (apparati?) ALSO HOW the heck do you grab the end to start a new saran wrap roll ??

  256. Trucker Ron, thanks for that link.

    Jackie, I’m from Arkansas and would like to go back. I don’t think the whole state is a problem. Here’s more detail on the “underwear” issue.

    Apparently, it was necessary to include underwear as an enumerated point. I can only guess that meant some teachers were NOT wearing foundation garments. At best, that would be very distracting to most juvenile boys.

  257. Gal: Love and hugs.

    Bear: I suppose all memoirs could be considered “I” books.

    I would pat myself on the back for being so “progressive” that I eat only whole wheat bread, but honestly, that’s a dietary decision rather than a political one. Possible topic of discussion: Is that an appropriate use of educational resources when much of the rest of the civilized world is eating us alive educationally? And why that Portland principal would undoubtedly consider me a racist (or something) for using the phrase “civilized world”.

  258. Guys, I cannot do this today! I have a retired Army helicopter pilot arriving shortly in great anticipation after a long drive. We are going to get into the Boat Palace, the two warehouses and the Boat Palace Annex, searching for materials and parts and pieces and sails for the boat.

    We have agreed we will not cry, either one of us, but if we do we will do it together. We both loved and miss him so much. I don’t think guys like this cry easily but you know what? I have cried with a retired Marine, an Air Force Academy instructor and some Navy guys all in the last month.

    Real men do cry.

    Love, Jackie

  259. When Jerry’s first wife died, they had made no plans for disposition of personal property. He had to do everything, and I think it was pretty traumatic. He wanted to avoid that pressure – and responsibility – for his children as much as possible. So he was not a great accumulator. Some possessions that had sentimental value were listed in his final instructions. As far as he was concerned, other things were just so much flotsam and jetsam.

    So… for clearing things out… I will not be staying here but will be going back to Gallipolis (southern Ohio) after things here are taken care of. I am keeping some things that are meaningful to me. But – unfortunately – we did not have a long period of living together. So his things were “his”. It will be up to his children regarding disposal and I will do everything I can do to help them. The residence is an apartment, so everything must be cleared out by the end of the month.

    His daughter lives locally and has her own household. His son and family live in Florida. So neither one are in a position to absorb a lot of common-place possessions into their own homes. They will come and “cherry-pick” and we shall decide what organizations and/or friends will get the rest.

    Sounds like a full day…

  260. John, Gal, Jackie, et al.
    I don’t know what to say, but I can imagine it is hard. My wife’s parents (in their late 70s) are giving away anything they think might have an emotional tie– to that person. They don’t want the kids to have to make those decisions.
    I have done the same with a few things. I don’t want to do so in a wholesale fashion, because though it is possible I could go unexpectedly, I do not want to agitate my wife or kids unnecessarily. Because I have a terminal, but at least chronic, disease I know that I will almost certainly die without the full “threescore and 10.” As I’ve said here before, my mother passed at 49, my eldest sister at 51. Both had the same disease and conditions with which I also have been graced. I’m now to the age of 53.
    I worry about my wife especially, what she’ll do, how she’ll take my loss. We are coping intellectually. She’s accepted early use of my retirement account, knowing that I’ll be unlikely to reach an age to use it normally. She’s even come to grips with the idea that I continue to pay premiums for life insurance that I bought when I was healthy. It’s my intent that the insurance be use to replace the retirement money we are spending now. Even that is a somewhat emotional issue. There is a country song, “Live like you were dying.” I am and we are, but that still doesn’t mean it is any easier for the ones you are leaving behind. There’s another country song, by Brad Paisley, that catches my sentiment. The video, with Andy Griffith, is here:

    What I’m trying to say is that the best comfort I can offer you (I am basing my thoughts on my own relationship) is that your loved ones had a full, robust, and forever love for you. They would certainly want you to be happy in your life and to remember the happy, joyful, times that you shared. Keeping things that remind you of that joy is good, but don’t keep things that cause you to have frequent, deep, pain. I cry when I think of losing my wife, and kids, to my disease but never in front of them. Rarely do we ever have the option of making that choice.
    John, if you’ve made it this far, the tip of a paring knife is a good substitute for fingernails when starting a roll of Saran wrap.

  261. David, that is not fair. I promised not to cry today to a special friend, and you’ve made me break that promise already. I had quit listening to current C and W pretty much and had not heard that one .

    I have never been on time in my life except the day we took Mike off life support. I was early that day so I could just have a little more time.

    Love, Jackie

  262. Salvation, my friend is running late( for Army)

    and I have time to get bathed and dressed. He said he was going to have to make the trip fast, which I had expected, but he has a grandchild in the hospital abruptly.

    Given his druthers, he would just move into my Boat Palace, which he has slept in more than once. It is heated but little else in creature comforts as Mike was always wary of his mom moving in and taking up residence. It as large as some people’s houses but has never been large enough. There is an annex, outdoor annexes and I am thinking of building a second boat garage, just as I have talked of for a long time.

    There is a second floor reached by a ship’s ladder with a hoist and line method of loading and unloading stuff up there. I am not even going to think about that one for awhile, I haven’t been able to climb that “hold” for a long time!

    Should he need stuff from up there, he’ll have to find it alone!

    Totally off subject, I caught up with 9CL and she lives, they are heading back across France and it will take a stake through the heart, which is why she is buried under Bill’s headstone with his helmet. Jimmy could have told the entire story in A and J with so few words, so few drawn panels and with far more meaning!!!!

    Love, Jackie

  263. John, once you get the end don’t let it go back in the box. Keep a tail hanging out- if you can. Some boxes have the cutter in the wrong place….

    Sometimes it takes years after the loved one is gone. You do what seems best as you go along.

    Hang in there everyone. Today’s going to be a pip for all. 🙂 Will be glad to come back this evening and hear stories and jokes and see crazy cat photos!

  264. Remember Janis’ ghost in the bathroom? I have had one for the 20 years I have lived in the house, it is the center of all the psychic activity apparently and sometimes they/he gets active and sometimes not.

    Jumped in tub, remembered to take off glasses, put them on rug alongside tub AFTER I was in tub. Got out of tub and reached for them to put on, ear frames all bent and I thought, “Dang, I will be permanently looking over these today!” Tried to put them on and lens missing! On floor.

    They had been stepped on with me in tub. I am wearing Mike’s reading pair, talk about a fast adjustment mode. Of course, it may have been Mike, too. Wasn’t me, I was soapy and wet in the tub.

    Army is out in the Boat Palace, so I gotta run!

    Love, Jackie

  265. Was the boat in the men’s magazine called the San Francisco Pelican? It became a “cult boat” and continues to be built and sailed and looks a very great deal like the Scamp with its’ pram bow. I will look that one up later.

    Love, Jackie

  266. Thank goodness that in this Village the IQ goes UP with more people. I am trying to untangle the mess that is my sister’s computer. What were those free software programs for spyware and malware again? I have finally got the computer back online, but I still have a few programs that are not going peacefully. Thanks all!

  267. Only the fearless enter the Village, there is a test for citizenship.

    I need to learn how to run those malware and spyware programs I already own but free ones wouldn’t hurt. And a computer geek on loan.

  268. Mindy from Indy, Adblock, Ghostery and Malwarebytes. Malwarebytes may not be worth putting on now unless you buy it. The free version now has a very limited timeframe during which it will work.

  269. Jackie, we will not even be living in the house ourselves if it is in the Parade of Homes. They usually have a decorator come in and “stage” the home.

  270. And don’t forget to install Ad Blocker Pro. It’s saved me from loading over 113,000 ads since I installed it a couple of months ago! It even lets me allow ads through on the few sites where I’m trying to support the sites by letting the ads through and clicking on a few.

  271. My pop up ads keep getting more and more interesting. I keep getting concealed carry ads, mens underwear ads, mens dating ads and lots of boating stuff, New Zealand stuff. Rarely am I interested in any of them and I don’t know why they think I am interested in Palm Beach although the opera was kind of interesting?

    I at times find them intriguing and at others annoying.

  272. We saw the Million Dollar Quartet last night, which is the correct name, and it was fabulous. I had heard the original recordings, which are very poor, but this show, which has drama and music was possibly the best I’ve ever seen. I’ve seen the real Jerry Lee Lewis and I’ve seen Johnny Cash and Elvis portrayed by some good people but musically these were the best. I’ve been very lucky and I feel that I’ve seen every singer that I ever wanted to see. It was very difficult to sit there with my mouth shut and not sing along, but when Johnny Cash sings I Walk the Line you don’t have to open your mouth to go hm-m-m-m-m-m-m along with him.

  273. I have two computers: I call one the “good” computer — it has two monitors. The other is my “junk” computer with one screen where I download a lot of stuff to it.. . If I wanted to continue using both computers but only with the dual monitors, what would I need to buy? Is there some sort of splitter I can buy that will allow me to switch between each CPU? Where can I buy one if it does in fact exist? Will I still be able to use one mouse and keyboard?.

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