Obviously, summer hours have gone into effect here. However, the door is open, and the lights are one. Help yourself to whatever’s in the fridge. You long-time visitors take care of the newcomers. By the way, today’s classic strip is from way back in 1993 and probably was born from the frustrations of being a humorist, especially an oblique one.
Thank You, Animal Planet
By Jimmy Johnson
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Here I am in bed, listening to fireworks explosions over Lake Eufaula, or at least probably in a two-mile or so radius, and wondering if anyone else finds their use as dumb and pointless as I do. I enjoy a good professional pyrotechnic show as much as most and probably more than some, but going out into the backyard and producing a hundred dollars’ worth of flash/bang, with the attendant mess and potential for starting fires (as in Jackie’s yard several times), just doesn’t seem to me to be a good use of the money.
Not that I’d try to tell anyone how their money should be spent. That’s why we have Congress Critters.
Gotta go now; Jackie is wanting me to look at something in one of her nudist magazines.
Nature is cranking up her own fireworks tonight, far outdoing anything made by man.
While waiting for the comic to change , an event akin to dropping that ridiculous ball in New York at New Year’s, I made mistake of reading a comment from the Dark Side. Further compounded by reading some responses and more comments.
They made no sense. I asked Ghost why TDS comments were so stupid and inane? He replied “Birds of a feather?” I said “What, a flock of crows?”
Back to see if tomorrow has finally arrived.
This morning’s TIP BlogSpot:
http://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/
Peace,
And what do we have against crows? Brightest birds around, brighter than lots of mammals. [Not only am I one, but also a life member of the Am. Assn. of Mammalogists, so cannot be accused of bias here (and shouldn’t be some other places)]. Think my next Bemidji Pioneer column [Th. 12 Jul.] may be about a successful clutch of crows in a nearby spruce, unless that was in June.
‘… wondering if anyone else finds their use as dumb and pointless as I do.’ Yeah, me too. I’ve even seen all the pyrotechnic displays I need to. Last was decades ago, with a beer and a wife, w/ fireworks reflections in L. Bemidji. Maybe not the last, but the best. ‘… it is patriotism.”?Erma Bombeck.’ Have no idea where that ? came from, but, obviously, I did it. Sorry.
Peace,
We also have a chance of tunner-boomies this evening and night. I’ll be snug in bed. Peace,
Good morning Villagers…..and a happy 4th of July to all.
I too am not a big fan of fireworks….several neighbors around here spent several dollars on the “big” boomers. One was so loud and of course it was just across the street here. You know, one would never know if it was a gun that went off instead of fireworks.
Plan on keeping it simple here, will take Dad for a little cruise before it gets too hot. Had to get him to doctor early yesterday for blood work….before breakfast.
gotta go, Dad is stirring…
oh, and I’ve notices here a decline in ‘lightening’ bugs…I remember putting them in jars when were very young…we’d put a little grass in the jar and just watch them light up…would let them go before we went in for the night…isn’t it funny what can trigger a childhood memory.
Dad decided to go back to bed for a while….that’s good. I’m going to tell him if he wants to go cruising, he’ll need to do his exercises first. He’s only going to get in one session of PT this week.
I’m anxious to see the results of his blood sugar since I’ve cut out the chocolate milk, we get those at appt. on Thursday. Made him some cinnamon rolls last night, sister had stopped by as I was just putting the icing on them…she ‘stole the one in the middle….and gobbled it down. She deserved it with all she’s been through these past two weeks. Nasal surgery, the packing, the packing coming out yesterday…still sounds a little nasally, but it’s good to see her rebound as good as she has.
need to check out the rest of my comics….
Everyone’s responses about lightning bugs reminded me of an article that I read about fourteen years ago in http://www.failuremag.com. I remember now that it was the first time that I had read anything about vanishing fireflies.
In addition to chemical pollution and pesticides, the article proposes that the increasing amount of artificial light might be a factor in their decline.
By the way, as I was searching for the article, I entered “disappearing fireflies” into a search engine and found a wealth of sites.
Because this blog has a limit of one URL per post, I will put the URL for Failure Magazine’s article in the next post.
And here it is.
http://failuremag.com/article/afterglow
I find that I cannot resist the temptation to post an item that will most likely put me on the radar of the FBI, NSA, CIA, and only God knows what else:
Independence Day: The day that our country threw off the shackles of an oppressive and removed government that taxed them without mercy, passed onerous laws that capriciously deprived the people of their liberty and freedom, invaded their privacy without hesitation, expected them to believe that the king was anointed by God to be his representative on Earth and to rule over them, impressed men into military service, and many other abuses upon abuses.
Perhaps the question many years ago became this: Do we now celebrate Independence Day or do we commemorate it?
Rick if that sentiment could get you on several security lists, then add me to it. I sometimes wonder what happened to the U.S. that I served in the military for. Do we have leaders who believe in the Constitution, or even know what is in it? Yup seditious thoughts in today’s U.S., yet I will still celebrate the freedoms we still have left, and continue to vote for who I believe can do the job, not according to party lines. Now enuf polyticks lets celebrate this country together HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!!
A Mirthy Fourth of July to sailors everywhere. Hope your brass is polished and the decks holystoned.
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Ghost and I are still in bed listening to neighbors shooting off fireworks they missed last night. I think it is rainy or at least dark. We have had a celebratory day so far. Lazy and no one wants to get up.
Dickens head just popped up from the comforter piles when I looked for him.
The Dark Side is so freakin’ predictable.
My goodness, we are still asleep! As Ghost says, goodness had nothing to do with it.
Seems like someone said that before him?
Jackie: https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=mae+west+goodness+had+nothing+to+do+with+it
And not very imaginative either are they?
Jimmy darling just in case you do read our comments, Ghost and I would like to say we enjoy living the virtual life of your strip. You can look in our windows any time you like.
We love looking in yours.
Here it is an hour later. I have gotten as far as the red white and blue Capri leggings and Ghost made it to shower. We are heading down to eat breakfast with Terrie at I Smell Bacon, the number one rated restaurant in town. That’s her day job, their best waitress.
If I go top less you think anyone will notice if I glue some red and white daisies on?
And wear my American flag ball cap with rhinestones?
For those interested in sailing, the just-issued “Smithsonian” magazine has an extended article on the Mobile Bay disaster of not so long ago.
Someday, ghost, you’ll have to post pictures of all these shorts-clad household helpers…with their permissions, of course.
We do on Facebook, along with photos of me and Ghost. Ghost is becoming a minor celebrity. If he wanted to be I could make him more so but we are sort of shy and conservative.
Well I got up early and ran/walked in a local inexpensive 3 Mile race. At first I was a little upset as there were no bib numbers and registration did not ask our age. In running, one looks forward to getting older as it puts us into a new age division.
I did pretty well as just as I had at a Father’s Day race, I ran REAL slow and then walked. Each mile was faster than the previous one and at the finish we were given a Popsicle stick with our finishing place and then gave it to to the gal who put our times down on a sheet of paper. She asked for my name and age.
So we adjourned to treats area and winners were announced. I ended up 2nd in the 60 & over division….of course there were only 2 of us! But I got a nice medal. In the 245 races that I have run, I have only received one other age group award.
I have made a decision to go back on a post that I made in early April and I will go and try to complete my 20th marathon next spring. Since my son will not be running Boston, I might try to bring him with me so I would have a ride back home. I actually felt great the day after the race and I really enjoyed training for it.
This month’s Reader’s Digest has a neat story about how different parts of the country say different things (soda vs pop vs cocacola; Y’all vs you all, etc.) One of them was lightning bugs vs fireflies. I have heard both but I am pretty sure that we said lightning bugs in Indiana. If I had a link to the story, I would write it here.