Work in Progress

This A&J strip from 2015 is about as close as I come to office humor these days. Actually, I did a lot of office humor starting out, when the dysfunctions and inanities of the communal workplace still were fresh to me and those around me. I was doing office humor when Scott Adams worked for the phone company. I will admit, though, many of the experiences upon which I drew have been exorcised by time, and today I feel neither inclined nor qualified to comment on “the office.” Besides, working or not, I think most of us the age of Arlo and Janis find our lives centering more around relationships and home and less around career. Remember careers? When I started in 1985, there were no “jobs,” only “careers,” and I think it’s safe to say Arlo and Janis both considered themselves on a career track. Well, that little fad went off the rails long ago, and many of us count ourselves lucky to have any kind of “job.” So, do Arlo and Janis still have jobs? Are they retired? To be continued.

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186 responses to “Work in Progress”

  1. I’d agree that my wife’s life doesn’t revolve around the job. Certainly not a “Career”. I still remember when school counselors were called career counselors. Since I’ve been disabled, life is ALL about relationships.

  2. Love today’s strip. When we moved into our house in 1990, I planted more than a dozen trees. They’ve grown wonderfully, well, except for the two ash trees that succumbed to the emerald ash borer. The best time to plant a tree is yesterday. The next best is today.

  3. At my 40th class reunion several of classmates had retired and the topic of conversation was “How much longer do you plan to work?” My answer was “There are some people at my company that have wondered when I plant to start working!.

  4. I meant to say earlier… it is clear that Janis has a different idea about going out to eat vs Arlo’s. She must have done pretty well in the football pool for a fancy dinner out!

  5. Having observed Arlo’s tendencies over the years, I’m surprised he wasn’t there to help Janis dress or to be otherwise pleasantly occupied.

  6. c ex-p, there was a line in a tv show I watched last night that reminds me of Arlo. Guy is watching his wife dress and says to her, “You know. Every time I watch you getting dressed I can’t help thinking about undressing you.”.

  7. Symply tough for me to see Arlo as still having any kind of regular job. He seems to be more like me….usually around, occasional walk, some TV, some local travel, but a rather sort of comfortable at home person…not that a Fargone flight to some past fascination fancy would be perfidious to that life style either…(always allow alliteration; I like it)

    My official outing to the village, for those that did not know…..inspired by another villager…do you know who…regards to the inhabitants.

  8. Symply, it’s good to hear from you! (Alliteration? Always appropriate, attractive, and agreeable.)

    Rick, my condolences on the loss of your classmates.

  9. Steve:

    I am not sure about much, but I know that life continues in some form after this prison of flesh no longer works.

    I know that your sister-in-law was listening to each word that your brother said to her.

  10. Smigz:

    Thank you.

    Because we had the largest graduating class (587) in the history of the high school, knowing everyone was difficult, and I did not know the last two who passed.

    Still, it’s sobering to think of the families and friends they are leaving here and to realize that my whole class is entering one of the final stages of this physical life.

    Sixty-four is too young for anyone to pass.

  11. My high school graduating class of ’71 lost a member before we finished–she died in a car crash while returning from a debate competition when the teenager at the wheel fell asleep. We lost another to suicide a few months after graduation. Then there were those lost in that little “conflict” of the era.

    I’ve never bothered with any reunions of the class but made it to some high school band reunions. We had those for about 15 years until our teacher passed a few years ago.

  12. TruckerRon:

    As did your class, we lost one quite early to extreme diabetes. Steve was 22.

    Like you, I have not attended one class reunion. None of us is the same person we were then, and I have no interest in being in a room full of strangers talking about a past that didn’t actually happen the way that we remember it.

  13. TruckerRon:

    Speaking of the undeclared war, I was in the last draft ever conducted to date but was not selected.

    How about you?

  14. May have mentioned before the only reunions I’ve attended, my 50th in fall ’97 and Elaine’s in May or June ’98. Mine: all ? [now coed], Manhattan, new Stuyvesant H.S. nr. Ground Zero [old was roughly 2 miles NNE], w/ a visit to Ellis I.*, tour of new school, ceremonies, good chance to catch up w/ some guys from old neighborhood, though Stuy. was a magnet science sch. w/ ?? from all 5 boroughs, some an hr. and a half commute. Also, friends from both coasts Actually 2 grad classes, ’47 [mine] and ’48, arr. by two bros. that were in those classes. Total potential hundreds, w/ maybe 100+ in attendance, mostly from E. Coast. Many wives, most unk. to other alumni.

    Elaine’s, Brewster, NY, total potential about 30, and at least half were there, mostly from CT & NY state [Brewster is about 10 mi. from Danbury, CT]. She was valedictorian. Again, good chance for her to renew old acquaintances [I knew a few / our courting days], and to see what changes had occurred. At BHS commencement next morning, our group marched in w/ the ’98 graduating class, about 150. Brewster is nr N edge of reasonable distance / Amtrak to NYC, and is now a larger town, mostly bedroom community. Like many Eastern suburbs, you cannot tell how populous it is in summer / the mature trees along the residential streets.

    *Ellis I. is well worth the visit. Neither Elaine nor I had any ancestors who passed through there, but many of my classmates did. Lotsa grandparents, + quite a few parents who had escaped Europe in time. Spain and Portugal in 1492, and the Nazis in the late 1930s-early ’40s contributed much brainpower to the USA [and other tolerant Western nations] , including to the Manhattan [not NYC’s borough] Project. Also, some Nobelists. Peace,

  15. I was wrong; the project was named after the NYC borough. Wiki: ‘the 18th floor of 270 Broadway in New York, where he could draw on administrative support from the Corps of Engineers’ North Atlantic Division. It was close to the Manhattan office of Stone & Webster, the principal project contractor, and to Columbia University. … Reybold, Somervell, and Styer decided to call the project “Development of Substitute Materials”, but Groves felt that this would draw attention. Since engineer districts normally carried the name of the city where they were located, Marshall and Groves agreed to name the Army’s component of the project the Manhattan District.’

  16. Good morning Villagers….

    Real quick…what is the shortest two minutes in sports? Why, it’s the Kentucky Derby!!! My money is on Patch…my underdog. With 30 to 1 odds, drew the outside position, and has one eye….plus a sloppy track….Patch it is!

    Good to see Simply stop by….stop by more often, please. Had to look those two $50 words up, see I told ya’ll, I learn something here every day.

    Prayers and positive thoughts to those who are suffering from the floods. Saw some horrific scenes on the whether channel….a school bus…with children on board… tried to go through a flooded road, slid off the road and was leaning into a flooded ditch….I’d ditch that bus driver if I was a parent of one of those children….idot, the world is full of them.

    Rick, I don’t do reunions either, eggcellent statement you made there regarding the past, or making up the past.

    GM Old Bear πŸ™‚

    blessings on all…..

  17. Today’s TIP BlogSpot will disturb no censors, but I like the comment. This was once called a ‘well turned ankle’, but in the early 20th c., cops are said to have shooed men away from 23rd and 5th and B’way, because they were ogling women’s ankles, hence ’23 skidoo’. Flatiron Bldg., maybe tallest in the world for a time, generated winds at street level, as skyscrapers do.

  18. I had to laugh as one of our Engineers wished one of our Mexican colleagues a happy Cinco de Mayo Day and his reaction was “Huh?” From what I understand, Mexican forces scored a major upset in a battle against the French in 1862. This in turn kept the French from helping the Confederates in the Civil War. California has “celebrated” it ever since, but it did not receive notoriety until Chicano activists raised awareness of the holiday in the 1960s, in part because they identified with the victory of indigenous Mexicans (such as JuΓ‘rez) over European invaders during the Battle of Puebla.

    Of course the popularity of the holiday was due to the commercial impact (especially beer) of Mexican culture in the 1980’s. About 5 or 6 years ago I went to a company outing at an afternoon baseball game in Detroit and we decided to drive out to Mexicantown afterwards. We had a blast and the food was great. By the time we left the restaurant at 6:00 PM, the lines to get in were huge.

    Hopefully my observations are not too inaccurate. I never experience Mexican food when I was growing up, but I have grown to like it.

  19. awww, Llee, shucks, thank you. Means a lot to me when I can put a smile, a grin and a laugh in someone’s day.

    So much rain here, it brought down a good size branch down across the fence here. Guess what Ian will be doing when it stops raining πŸ™‚

    Trying to reason with Dad that it’s not a good idea to go car riding….yes, he wants me to take him car riding. He reminded me of a five year old yesterday, instead of stomping his feet, he raises his walker and smacks it on the floor.

    Evidently the school systems around this rural community had a two hour delay. I would not want to be a school bus driver on these county roads…they are so bad, so soft, no rock, just mud.

  20. I have gone to only one high school reunion, and that because my mom insisted. She loved her high school years, and didn’t understand why I hated mine. I never fit in, was bookish instead of athletic, and was taller than the captain of the football team. Ten years later I still didn’t fit in, and left the party early.

    As to college, I have kept in touch with close friends, and none of us has gone back to reunions.

  21. Debbe,

    Thanks for the memory and mention of my favorite horse race, the Kentucky Derby. I’ve been following the Derby since I was a child. I remember Citation’s win in ’48 and was fortunate to have had a vet school classmate who lived withing blocks of Churchill Downs and who very graciously offered to let me and my wife stay at his house and attend the 1965 Derby. It was won by Lucky Debonaire, ridden by Willie Shoemaker, who won about 8 races that day. My friend, Dr. Mike Macdonald, is no longer with us but I offered my thanks to him at our 50th reunion. May he rest in peace. Thanks for a wonderful lifetime memory, Mike.

    God bless us every one. God bless the USA.

  22. I did not care for the kids in my HS class, but there were quite a few that were OK, so that is why I went. I noticed after about the 15th reunion, quite a few of them had matured. When I went to my 40th a couple of years ago, many of them were on Facebook, so I really knew more about what they were up to. Even some that I had little contact with became very good friends on Facebook. I even took my wife this time as she was friends with about 10 of my classmates.

    As far as college (Purdue), I have had zero contact with anyone since graduation. A couple of football and basketball players that I discovered on Facebook. One guy kicked the winning FG against Michigan when they undefeated and ranked #1. A few years ago he was troubled by a HS friend who had recently died and I guess I said the right thing. He had his hip done just before I had mine and both have lost close relatives, so we have become good friends. Funny how that works!

  23. Like Trapper, I never fit in socially in HS/college, so had no tendency to attend reunions. Of course, as there were no such reunions of my classes until about 5-8 years ago, I had no need to bow out!

    For the sole college reunion, I was asked to contact 8-9 people to inform them and invite them. As the person asking me to help that way was a nice person, I did so; did not attend, though.

    For the sole HS reunion, the inconvenience was probably the greater factor in my non-attendance. A few acquaintances were good enough to take photos and let me in on them. I recall trying to print them out, rather unsuccessfully. Maybe they are still in the files of very old emails…I can hope.

    Saw that has begun a feature of remembering deceased classmates. Good idea. Someone – I hope with knowledge – made such a list for that singular HS reunion and I was surprised how many classmates didn’t make it that far. With a few I would have liked to have been email friends, but most were rather unknown to me save for their names.

  24. …and the rain has finally stopped! Here, that is. Miss Charlotte…you OK? From the radar, you are now getting the deluge. (How’s that for a $50 word?) are welcome…in my early twenties, I use to ‘hotwalk’ the horses around the barn after their morning run. Ellis Park in E’ville and a track down in Hallendale, FL, were some interesting times…oh, the stories I could tell here…and I won’t πŸ™‚ Sort of like Vegas, what happens in Vegas….and yes, you need to know your jockey, as well as the track and the horse’s history…loved to study the racing forms back then…

    Never been to the actual Derby, but one time, it was a Thanksgiving Eve in Louisville, I did stop by Churchill Downs and stood at the finish line…no races that day, just close circuit racing…that was at least 25 years ago…domaucan, thank you for bring up a memory for me.

    …and I’m off, for now

    oh, a friend of Dad’s stopped by and took him for a nice long ride….me, I mopped floors…a little at a time though.

  25. I never went to a reunion either, being an outsider who never even tried to fit in, or had a very high opinion of my classmate’s abilities. Our class president was later kicked out of three different campuses on the University of California, and when they were trying to get people to come to the 20th, I got a letter from them asking me to help them find some missing members, including Ed Begley Jr.

  26. Oh my cat….c-xp…my senior pic is on that website…..dang, I was knock out back then πŸ™‚ And I still have that yearbook….found Dad’s a couple of weeks ago, he enjoyed going through it. May have to join that….nah, not going there. What has been, has been.

  27. Never have gone to a hs reunion, but have thought of going to my college(now university) reunion. The big problem is that although most students were unified in the class, I was slightly out of synce, starting a semester late and being one of the few married ones in the class. I really should go to at least one though, we are starting to lose members of the “Centurian” class, and the University is now ranked close to number one in it’s class in the South. I have attended other colleges before and since, but I got my A.B from Asbury and I have a real love of the school.

  28. I attended four high schools in four years, one for each grade. I never fit in though I worked hard trying to and participated in all things I could.

    Have never gone to a high school nor college reunion. I might enjoy in old age anyone still alive from any of the schools, who knows?

  29. In high school, I was a social misfit too. I’ve never been to a class reunion either. This year is my 50th , and I can’t decide whether to go or not.

  30. Would like to look at your senior pic, Debbe, but cannot without more info. My photo is also there; same story for other folks.

  31. It may go without saying the A&J blog attracts a certain type. That without regard to origin or accomplishment, there is a common interest in the human condition. And how J.J. describes it in drawn dramatic detail. [nope, forced alliteration continues to elude me]

    But this common trend brings to mind something that bothered me in my twenties. If more than three fifths of a sample self-identifies as misfit or outsider; does that actually make them the normal? And those who actually excel in the social frame are the unusual outliers? Not bad, or wrong, or undeserving, just unusual. If bell-curve theory and standard distribution has any validity to it, I’d say we are looking at this wrong. [I think Cxp said as much while I wrote this out]

    Enjoying the company of the guy that throws gutter-balls every Tuesday evening is just as valid as spending Saturday night in jacket-required/gown-recommended dress. And sometimes feels more relaxing. But my example fails because I’ve used categorical types to argue against stereotype profiling. Ho-hum.

  32. I find it interesting. Most…of the people here at A& seem rather intelligent. Few appear to be wall flowers. But many seem to have felt like social outsiders in High School. I guess that shouldn’t surprise me.

    I do know some popular folks from High School that have absolutely no interest in looking back and I am sure that is the reason many here chose not to attend. Like funerals, they can be bittersweet. A reminder of things long gone and a chance to enjoy those that we have loved.

  33. I plan to enjoy the 143rd Run for the Roses. My youngest years were closer to Pimlico, but did not have interest until growing up in a different style of horse country in the Pacific Northwest. Seattle Slew caught my attention, along with everyone else with a TV, radio, or newspaper; you know, the entire country.

    Have felt the thrill in watching races, big and small, at the rail or on TV. But pageantry and tradition makes The Derby something special. Don’t think I’ll tune in until closer to post time though, coverage starting so early gets a little stale by the time Steven Foster’s song is sung.

    Of course, that is more the fault of television production that presents itself as more important than the titular event. And yet still delivering only a shadow of the live excitement. Gotta use that suspension of disbelief to imagine being there. Then the heart starts pounding.

    Hunh, maybe I’ll take an aspirin before one of the earlier contests. Good to plan ahead. 7P’s and Scout’s motto share good advice. [looked up 7P and found I had confused marketing with slang and miscounted, Proper Planning Prevents P— Poor Performance]

  34. Steve, a wall flower I was not, in my youth, I was the neighborhood ‘tomboy’. Went to Catholic grade school and two years of HS….then the schools consolidated….boy, did I run then πŸ™‚ We would have Catechism on Wednesday nights….we ‘cribbed out usually and went cruising…classic ’66 mustangs back then….

    I would describe clicks like a wolf pack, I ran with the so called click in HS, but I was not an Alpha….went away to college trade school in 01/72 and majored in….party 101 πŸ˜‰ I’ve been always told I am an independent woman, marrying the first time at age 45, had a son at 35…do the math…there just might be a song in there somewhere!!!

    C-xp…1971, Loogootee graduate…I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours πŸ™‚ I’m the good looking one!!!! Oh, I didn’t join that website…

    …here comes the sun little darling…finally!!!

  35. Laura…I’ve always followed this rule of ‘thumb’….when in doubt, throw it out. If you are doubting about attending your HS reunion…don’t go.

  36. @Rick in Shermantown,

    Still have my draft card from 1973 last undrafted class born in 1956, I laminated it after I highlighted the box with in it, my number is 001. They never called, that summer in August the draft ended and I breathed a sigh of relief.

    @Debbe n Smigz,

    Hi back, hope all is well or at the least tolerable….waiting for more good for my friends.

    Vis-a-vis reunions, I was a social pariah(way beyond misfit) in those days. probably well deserved to some extent…I’ve always spoken my mind and been a good judge of character….teens Symply did not seem to like my assessments at that point in time…needless to say I was far from the Pres/Sec/Treas of the class…fast forward to 20 years ago and now I am on the committee of 3 that does the reunions….seems people now appreciate Fargone honesty….who knew? An open mind catches a lot more than others….

  37. Hello Debbe — You are a dear loving daughter to take such good care of your father. He is a lucky man. Thank you for asking about the weather here — UGH. Cold and rainy all day and the rain is predicted to get heavier as the hours go by; some danger of floods. But not here, we are on higher ground, no danger; and the roads are good, too; my house is right in town.

    Like many of us Villagers, I didn’t fit in with the other kids either, always reading; but what the heck! We had all grown up together, small NH town, all twelve grades in one building. One through six downstairs, 7 thru 12 upstairs. Good, caring teachers and small classes — small families in the 1940s. I’ve enjoyed our occasional reunions, and the alumni have organized “All classes” reunions, where anyone is welcome. Held in the school gym and cafeteria. My home is only 15 miles away so I’m happy to go, and you guys are right, the kids have matured and become interesting people that it’s a pleasure to chat with.

    A group of us were waiting to get in … I think the Alumni were nabbing people to pay dues and a friendly woman who seemed to know me well, although I didn’t remember her at all (!) offered to get a name tag for me. She came back with a sticker, “Hello my name is Charlotte Roberts (my maiden name) Bill Roberts Daughter”. I was so tickled by this, well, very pleased, really. I saved the sticker when I got home and am looking at it right now. My father was the Postmaster for 25 years and knew everybody in town, and my new friend knew everybody would remember him too. Some old-timers still do. I see them on Facebook and reminiscing is great.

  38. Today is Cinco de Mayo, a manufactured holiday to sell beer, Mexican food and margaritas. We were going to take advantage of one of the Tulsa restaurants celebrations but then I got email about PF Chang’s Cinco de Mayo offer and it was too good to pass up and so Polit iCarly incorrect, so we went.

    Had Korean stir fry and glazed salmon on garlic spinach, green beans tempura, Chinese ribs and stirred daiquiri, plus leftovers. We only paid for entrees, so great deal of cultural cross appropriation.

    Tonight watching Spagetti Westerns about Mexicans made in Italy with Clint Eastwood and drinking frozen daiquiri which is probably not Mexican either.

  39. Oops, drinking margaritas not daiquiri. I do like daiquiri too.

    Wearing a rose in my hair too, Mexican senorita speaking bad English and worse Spanish.

  40. Jackie, that is some of the most tongue-firmly-in-cheeky, irreverent fun packed into one celebration I have seen in a long time. There is hope ahead! In Oklahoma, at least. Lifting a metaphorical Dos Equis in salute. Hope it catches on. Have fun.

  41. Rick, if I remember correctly my lottery number was 158. Being firmly ensconced in college, I never worried about it. In fact, in 1973 I attempted to get into AF-ROTC at what was then Memphis State University, but was rejected for supposed extreme astigmatism. The next time I had the eyeglasses replaced I asked about it and got a blank look from the optician… seems I had barely any such problem. The technician at the AF base had it wrong, perhaps on purpose since he’d already accused me of somehow cheating on the hearing test?

    Looking back, I can see that all my high school era friends were either in my scout troop, sang in the same church choir, or were in the band. About a third were in my year.

  42. Seems as though May 5th would have been the perfect day to stage an MMA match between Diego Sanchez and Cheick Kongo, to see if the Mexican guy could beat up the French guy.

  43. Symply, I also breathed a sigh of relief when the peace treaty was signed and our part in the conflict of the day ended. I was born in 1955 and 1973 was my graduation year. Then I went ahead and enlisted in the Navy after high school anyway!

    I was in 2 elementary schools, 3 junior highs, and 2 high schools due to my family moving around. So I never truly fit in either. When senior class activities started before graduation I went to the senior dinner but skipped the prom as I had no one I could ask.

    Went to one class reunion, 20th I think it was. I was recognized by most folks I had known, but rarely knew anyone myself on sight.

  44. Philippe Gut/Symply Fargone:

    Thanks for the correction about the last of the draft?

    See what I mean about not remembering things as they actually were?


    Call me a nativist, but I don’t believe in celebrating another country’s minor holiday.

    You’re right – it’s a manufactured holiday.

    Yeah, I’m a curmudgeon and proud of it.

  46. TruckerRon:

    Perhaps my memory is wrong again, but I thought that the college deferment was gone for us.

    Do you think that the technician might have deliberately fudged the results so that you would have no chance of going to Nam?

    Back then, I heard rumors of such things happening.

  47. emb

    I agree Ellis Island is worth the trip. Fathers parents came through –
    more than once. Dad did too though he was born here ( came with my grandmother)

    Went to 25th HS reunion got pictures of 50th – Class has a website so can see old people
    OR the pictures of how I remember them.

    Have not gone to any College Home Comings – Every Memorial Day weekend 6 college friend
    couples get together as we have for 40+ years. First it was picnics with the kids – then when they were too old to put up with that it was restaurants, now it is cookouts. Not really a reunion
    because we get together for wedding, funerals, and just because.

    I was in Army for Berlin Wall & “Cuber”

    May 5th is Poppy Day.

    GM Debbe

  48. Rick, you may be right about the deferment being dropped… but I don’t remember anyone being drafted away from my college.

    As for the technician, he was really angry about my hearing test (“No one can hear every sound on that tape!). If anything, he’d have wanted me in the war and not spending the next 2 years in ROTC.

  49. Good morning Villagers…..

    Good grief, it’s raining again…Dad will not be happy. Should end by noon, then I’ll take him around town, maybe drive to Montgomery and go to the new $ General store πŸ™‚ Need cat food.

    It took all day Wednesday to deep clean this laptop. She’s running good, got my bookmarks back and checked my email.

    Checking the odds at Derby….my long shot is back up to 30 to 1. Tapwrit is 20-1 and is a gray horse…I always bet on gray horses πŸ™‚

    My sister sent this pic of my niece’s Derby hat….it is so cute:

    Hear Dad stirring….

    Miss Charlotte, thank you for sharing a treasured memory…made me smile. Stay dry, my friend!

  50. Llee: I go through gocomics every day for my fix / 17-20 comics [the extra 3 are Mon., when The Bemidji Pioneer doesn’t publish]. There are bothersome reminders to get rid of my ad blockers [but no way to do it], but those pass, and it goes quickly enough. Have to use a different source for Dustin, one of the better new strips. Peace,

  51. Morning Three:

    Believe in non-contradictory contradictions.

    Ever notice that trapsettests never become Trappists?

    Chili con carne: chili with beans. Chile con carnie: chili with a carnival worker. Chili con carnage: chili with mangled roadkill.

    (Yeah, I know that last one is pretty juvenile. However, I wrote it for a bunch of juveniles. They liked it. Gotta know your audience.)

  52. @ Rick and Trucker,

    I had dropped out my 2nd semester freshman year due to some chemical issues(my room mate kept feeding me them at dawn; made studying very difficult) and had lost my deferment, there was a lot of Fargone scrambling to get me Symply re enrolled, I was out of the country when the draft ended(not my doing but some shrewd parents;I had not realized what that box with RAN SEQ NO meant yet….duh!) That was an amazing summer though…..

  53. We “celebrated” Cinco de Mayo last night with some very good German food. It’s the last we’ll get for a while as the owners have closed the restaurant for the month to go back to Germany to visit family.

    Today is Nude Gardening Day, and the sun is shining here, but I don’t think I’ll be joining in. For one thing, it is quite windy and thus chilly, and for another I sunburn easily. No nude gardening for me.

  54. Just got out of bed finally and looking for somewhere that does breakfast all day. The kitchen does but somehow there are remains of Cinco De Mayo in kitchen on counters. We didn’t have nachos.

    Finally got to use that powerful new blender.

  55. I think a lot of the cultural celebrations depend highly on how inclusive/receptive/prone to sharing the originating culture is to others. My views are always subject to my possibly flawed learning.

    Bavarian people seem to take Oktoberfest very seriously, and are thrilled to have it emulated abroad; despite Germanic people having a humorless, unfriendly reputation. A few generations back, Patrick was a minor saint and even the Irish gave his day barely a nod. But when raising funds for your ongoing rebellion is helped along by a drunken celebration, you get on board. And it didn’t take them long to decide it was good for hosting tourism to the island as well.

    I am less familiar with Asian culture, but observe that Chinese communities, both at home and abroad, will drum up a paper dragon parade with accompanying ‘splodey’ things for any number of reasons. Not the least of which is tourism dollars.

    Individual people can choose to host or participate with a smile or a scowl. I just like the craic. Is burgoo rinsed with juleps considered appropriation? Hope not. Actually, I guess I do not care if it is. I enjoyed it when I had it. And it was served with a smile. Even though I was nowhere near Louisville.

  56. Recently did a crossword puzzle from a respected source in which the food chili was spelled “chile” – the spelling for the country name. Is there any case in which the food is correctly spelled with a final “e”? I don’t really know and am not interested enough to seek out that tidbit…but the crossword spelling did not help at all to do that puzzle.

    The past 2 weeks I’ve been placing 2 or 3 stamps on each of about 1500 envelopes for my church. It helps me get rid of the huge amount of postage which has accumulated during my 70 years of philately. I had my church bid on, and win, bunches of 33-cent and 34-cent stamps at about 1/4 less than face value, and I supplied either two 8-cent or one 15-cent stamp from my stock. In effect, the church is getting 49 cents’ worth of postal service for an outlay of 25 or 26 cents. We still have enough of the 34-cent for almost 600 more envelopes but I ran the office out of envelopes for the nonce! I still have more than a thousand each of the 8-cent and 15-cent stamps.

    I looked you up, Debbe, on various sites I often use to try to find old classmates. You are indeed there, and not just on . was a help in making the identification sure.

    Using Mozilla Firefox seems to avoid all those reminders about ad blockers from I had not understood why my son wanted to install Firefox a few years back, but it sometimes works wonders that IE does not do. Give it a shot, eMb.

  57. When I first heard this Ed Sheeran’s song… at first I thought it was a young Van Morrison, especially toward the end when he does a ‘la, la, ala.a”…when it first started playing…Jeep has a great sound system too πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    gotta, gettta my CD’s..manna!!!

  58. I was reminded today, that I have many pieces of music that I enjoy covering a wide range, and Ed Sheeran is in there too. But if I hear America’s ‘Ventura Highway’, I will without fail, mentally pause. I may actually stop what I am doing, close eyes, lift hands from whatever task, and float for a moment or two.

    If busy with a critical task, the process may be metaphorical and pass in a fraction of a second, but it is still there. Sort of a centering or grounding event, that ends with a sigh. The fact that I relate Ventura closer to mezcal than moonshine doesn’t bother me at all.

  59. Debbe, I belong to Classmates but totally never use it. Not sentimental at all.

    Whomever and I tried to look you up. We couldn’t find you. Where the heck are you all finding this stuff?

  60. I have donated about a thousand boating books to a nonprofit boat museum and workshop as Mike wanted

    I am keeping my own books and not thinning them out. I know that bookstore. Good place for books.

    Davis museum is awesome. My mama loved it.

  61. ….wait one minute there darling…didn’t you say you could find any body when you worked in HA….just consider that a ‘give me’…what pisses me off the most is that in every year book, my long hair had a white ‘cloud’ over the right shoulder of my long, blonde hair.

  62. Jackie, I used the search box at the right side, near the top, on an orange backdrop. Put in Loogootee and “visit” that HS. As it happened, I found a 1971 listing, got to the yearbook via that listing, and just paged through seeking seniors named “Debbe”. There were more than one, so I went elsewhere to check and find her surname.

  63. Third worst example of Spanish cultural appropriation: A novel inspired by Cervantes written by a Canadian.

    Second worst example of Spanish cultural appropriation: The egg dish I had the last time I ate at IHOP was a Spanish omelet.

    Worst example of Spanish cultural appropriation, evah: An Anglo rock band called Spanish Fly.

  64. ex-professor and emb:

    Firefox is good. Stay away from IE and Edge.

    Chrome is great, and I like it better than Firefox. Try Chrome with Ghostery, Adblock Plus, and Google Analytics Opt-out Add-on (by Google).


    You’re right. I remember hearing that, now that you made think of it.

    But I must apologize for my lack of clarity. I wasn’t trying to say that Mexicans celebrated. I was only trying to say that it’s part of their history, not ours.

  66. Late-evening Three:

    Dr. John Phillip Seussa: The Forgotten Composer of Children’s Marches.

    (The last two are variations on a theme and were inspired by “A Separate Peace.”)

    I have decided to declare myself illegally insane; I grew tired of waiting for the doctors and the courts to come to the same conclusion.

    I have decided to declare myself illegally insane; I figured that I might as well think what others already think about me.

  67. Good morning Villagers……

    The morning star was brilliant in the early morning sky. Going to be a beautiful day, and I already know what I’ll be doing some of the day…take Dad cruising. Still not hitting the county gravel roads.

    Dad is stirring now….

    later, gators πŸ™‚

  68. Hi Debbe our comments crossed. All things good your way. That’s great.I’ll be getting ready for church soon.vely Sunday.

  69. Say a prayer for me Laura πŸ™‚ Taking Dad on a long curise, think I hit the highway that goes into French Lick….Yes, there really is a town in SIN named French Lick…they have a casino there, never been there, no intention of going either the casino that is.

  70. S 170506, 1929 hrs, laptop. Power went out about 1845. Laptop battery is good for a while, but no internet access, which tells us that much of the NW part of town is affected.
    Gratitude, 1-3: It’s warm enough, 60Β°F or so, that the pipes won’t freeze, and cool enough that food is good in the fridge and freezers for some hrs/days. Also, microwave had only 8 sec. to go reheating a scrumptious freezer-soup that I made several pts. of 2 wks. ago. Finally, music on MPR on Prius radio suggests that it is not because WWIII has started. Since, however, one never knows, I’m enjoying a humongous cup of Dean’s Extreme Moose Tracks.
    Listening to MPR in car, watching distant neighbor’s garage in rearview mirror. He’s on O2, uses a cane. Drove home from somewhere but obviously found his power out, and is now residing in his SUV in open garage. Hospital is only 2 min. away, and he likely has a cell, so should be all right. Was our banker at one of the 3 local banks when we first came here in ’58, run by humans for humans. It is now a WF bank; ’nuff said. It is becoming obvious that emb is not the best touch typist that passed Ms. Casserly’s [sp?] typing class at JHS 3 in the ’40s, but I can edit as I go while the laptop battery holds. Couldn’t stand her, but shouldn’t belittle the class; may have meant the only income for some of my peers. .
    Car radio, Dvo?Γ‘k’s ‘Dumky’ trio w/b on in 5 min. Quick pit stop, missed only first few measures.
    Gratitude again: In the dark except for dashboard, no other input except the delicious music of a piano, violin, and ‘cello. Gorgeous, peaceful time. Announcer listed all 3 players and said it was a live performance at festival of some sort in Schleswig-Holstein, former Danish territories we learned about in H.S. history class, which Prussians ‘took back’ when they got strong enough to get away w/ it. Lauma Skride, piano, is the only performer listed on MPR’s website. Power actually returned at 2023, but I wisely shut my eyes and stayed put, immersed in AntonΓ­n Dvo?Γ‘k. It was MPR’s weekly Euroclassic, recorded live and played once only. Next Saturday, 8 o’clock hr., performance from NZ. Think I have a topic for the June column. ‘Night, [Posted ? morning.]

  71. CEP,

    Chile is the Spanish form of the spelling and probably the most correct. It is generally used to describe the pepper. The confusing part is that chili con carne is the norm for the prepared dish with meat, peppers, and other ingredients. That is further refined into the name chili as the name for the dish.

    One way I’ve seen the usage defined is that chile is the pepper while chili is the dish. The odd bit is that the Anglicized version of the indigenous word is ‘ch?lli’. The bottom line is that all three spellings, chile, chili, and chilli are recognized as valid spellings.

    Your mileage may vary.

  72. Going out in search of more plants for the girls working on my flower beds.

    And a restaurant serving breakfast all day.

  73. On this day in 1824, Beethoven’s Symphony No. 9 in D minor, Op. 125 premiered.

    Here is a great performance of it by the Chicago Symphony Orchestra with Riccardo Muti conducting:

    Speaking personally, I have found that no other composer’s works help me to concentrate better on difficult tasks at work than Beethoven, and his ninth is my favorite while I work on complicated projects.

  74. In New Mexico chilli is the “abomination ” cooked in Texas with beans and tomatoes.

    They do two kinds of Chile in New Mexico, red and green. It is served with everything all three meals.

    “Would you like red or green with those pancakes?”

  75. I love the strips in which Arlo is cooking with enrhusiasm. Both applesauce and turkey in the oven here. Gee, this house sure smells good!

  76. Mark, after reviewing information on that expansive museum, thought I could recommend to you “lagniappeslair” and “bayourenaissanceman”. Both are active blog writers I stumbled across over the last year while chasing links from Ghost’s favorite recipe writer

    They are both well informed, with strong views, presented in different styles, over a range of topics. You can chase links, or substitute handles in the blogspot address template. They, and within their network of friends are several fiction writers as well. Sorry the tip is not timely. I spend much more time bouncing aimlessly on the net in the Northern winter than the coming season. But thought I should share while thinking of it.

    Belated hat-tip and thanks to Ghost, for the starting point many months ago.

  77. Smigz, a cook’s joy comes through in the flavor of their food, that’s for certain. I’ve often heard it expressed, ‘the special ingredient is love’. With the jot of a pen, J.J. puts a glint in Arlo’s eye; and you just know his food would be special.

  78. Rick, I happen to be married to James Kirk, although he is James P rather than James T. He taught math for many years at Northern Arizona University and actually had a girl take calculus who didn’t need to, just so she could take a class from “Captain Kirk”! We always thought that was a little over the top. Jim’s standard line on it is “That’s my great grandson.” It’s amusing to see who says anything when they look at his credit card or something. Some people do get pretty excited.

  79. Nancy:

    That’s great stuff! Thanks for sharing it.

    Also, it sounds as if you have heard “Captain” more than enough. I will refrain.

  80. TR, Queen Varla appears, like my P&PHS, to be both pneumatic and pulchritudinous. It also appears she has to have a lot of balls to wear that costume.

  81. @Rick in Shermantown,

    Symply put there is a box on my draft card(like the one with Fargone 1A in it) that has the heading RAN SEQ NO (to my mind Random Sequence Number) with a three digit number in it, mine was 001….and me without the college deferment any longer, then the draft ended.

  82. Philippe:


    001 – Had the draft not ended, that number would have caused me to many serious thoughts on a variety of topics.

  83. Thank you for those sites, Morphy. They look interesting, so I’ve bookmarked them.

    It’s not just weapons museums that get my attention. I’m fascinated with most types: natural history, art, archaeology, science, aviation, whatever.

  84. Mark, did not mean it as a pigeonhole, just recognizing an interest, and noting that those writers also have wide interests. In fact, as someone who has worn one kind or another of boot for most of my life, the “large boot jack collection, local cattle brands,”[wiki] caught my eye.

    Never bothered to purchase or make one. Constantly feel like an idiot when I need one. Promptly forget about it every time, until I need one again.

    Always had the opinion that a proper front porch would have two. The first one would be muddy, or worse, from the other boot; while the second one would still be clean enough for your stocking feet to walk into the house. But then it seemed that posting signs for guests to keep them straight would be a bit over the line. Always an imperfect world. Ain’t it grand.

    Rereading yours, it’s the thirst for knowledge; and the joy of slaking it temporarily with slow walks through displayed artifacts. My own family would prefer I visit museums without them, they think I read too slow while I wish they would imagine more.

    Refreshing Wikipedia after midnight Reykjavik had this in the anniversary section: The two Frenchmen who very likely beat Lindbergh to the Trans-Atlantic prize, but didn’t quite make it to New York to make their claim known.

  85. Morphy, the bootjacks were there, along with multiple saddles and brand examples. One section on crime and law enforcement, including preserved nooses used to execute several Federal criminals and weapons used by both sides. The collector and his wife are interred in the museum, too, as he had stated a preference to be buried near his guns.

  86. Mark, back on the weapons, I actually see the utility in an organized archive like that beyond historical curiosity. We seem to be in a period where attempts at advancing technology means some waste resources on reinventing the wheel, or attempting to build a better mousetrap.

    Housed in that collection are operational examples of engineering principles that can be inspected and copied or discarded based on already proven failure rates. Without the need to reprove an already proven principle.

    Attempted to word that vaguely enough to describe a principle that should be followed in more areas of technology, beyond the realm of weaponry. We, collectively, forget *a lot* of what previous generations settled. Plus having object examples helps with language barriers and changing definitions.

    I shudder to think some engineer, one day, will think “why not a pure oxygen environment? It just makes sense.”

  87. This was our annual weekend in St. Augustine at the Gamble Rogers Music Festival. Wide variety of styles/ages of performers and fantastic weather. I’ll post more comments and links to some of them later. For now, here’s one that many in the audience identified with all too well:

  88. Morning Three:

    Ever worry about what others remember about you that either you have forgotten or never even realized that you did at the time?

    (A little late, I know.) February 14th: The day that some girls think that they will find their White Knight in shining armor who will carry them away to a mystical castle; later, they discover that their White Knight is actually the Black Knight or, even worse, just the Court Jester.

    All music is a scientific, technological art.

  89. TIP BlogSpot: Maybe royal kids would turn out better if their parents spent real time w/ them.

    OTH, musing further, that’s how at least one parent was raised, so maybe we’d have to start a new lineage. Also, that’s how many of the 1% are raised. Maybe being in the top 1-3% should disqualify for public office.* That would disq. many potosuses and legislators, both/all parties. *That might increase competition to get there, or convince some to donate more to tax-exempt causes. Can of worms!


  90. Seems that really is the king of Portugal, and the woman is InΓͺs de Castro, lover and posthumously-recognized wife of King Peter I of Portugal. See Wiki for info on their relationship. There’s hanky-panky, a murder, and a classical sarcophagus in the offing.

  91. Good morning Villagers…

    Have to leave here in 30 minutes for the foot doctor…Dad’s getting a pedicure. Soaked his feet this morning while he growled…told him all he had to do was sit there..I had to do all the work πŸ™‚

    Shout out to Jackie….when you coming up for air πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    Yes, emb, the Lolcats are good today….been having cable internet issues this morning.


  92. emb: I have long thought that anyone who feels destined or qualified to rule over others was missing the point and suffering from pathological narcissism. So did C.S. Lewis:

    β€œWelcome, Prince,’ said Aslan. ‘Do you feel yourself sufficient to take up the Kingship of Narnia?’

    I – I don’t think I do, Sir,’ said Caspian. ‘I am only a kid.’

    Good,’ said Aslan. ‘If you had felt yourself sufficient, it would have been proof that you were not.”
    ? C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian

  93. Debbe, I was feeling gratitude just this morning to my ENT nasal surgeon who rebuilt my nose and nasal passages 20 years ago, curing my mouth breathing. May he rest in peace.

  94. Ruth Anne, that song was awesome! I could come up with another verse or two. πŸ˜‰

    Jackie, I found your post about thankfulness and nasal surgery to be interesting and opportune. I’ve been considering something similar and feeling a little scared.

  95. I had my deviated septum corrected in 1989 as I remember my daughter was about a year old and wanted to bat me in the face. When I saw the Sleep Doctor in 2010, she said “Oh you have a deviated septum”. I told her that I had it corrected. She did not say why, but it was definitely deviated. I know for a fact as it is more difficult to sleep on one side.

  96. Smigz mine were done over 20 years ago, deviated septum and oblates turned to stone. I was told I might need surgery again after twenty years. We had my late husbands done including plastic surgery since his nose had been broken many times and never repaired. His was to have lasted only 20 years and it lasted until he died over 45 years.

  97. From one of my 2003-04 students:

    Phone Number Trick (don’t include the area code):
    1. Multiply the first three numbers of your phone number by 80.
    2. Add 1 to the result.
    3. Multiply that number by 250.
    4. Add the last four numbers of your phone number to that result.
    5. Add the last four numbers again.
    6. Subtract 250.
    7. Divide by two.
    8. The answer is your phone number.

  98. Jackie and Steve, I appreciate your posts about your surgical experiences more than you can know. I have had a deviated septum for a long time but it has been troubling me more in recent years. I had made up my mind to finally have surgery; when I went in for a consultation, the surgeon recommended more extensive surgery. I have had a little trouble wrapping my head around the idea, but hearing of your experiences has really helped me. Thank you both!

  99. Smigz: Add my husband to the list of positive surgical experiences. He had a bone spur that was causing nose bleeds; during surgery for that, they repaired his also deviated septum and discovered and fixed an issue with oblates (thanks to Jackie for reminding me of that term). His main memory of the procedure is of when the nurses were waking him up – he really didn’t want to because it was the best sleep he had had in years! Recovery went well and he was amazed at how much better he could breathe afterward – which helped both of us sleep better πŸ™‚

  100. In Blue Springs, MO reading barblue porn and drooling, plotting breakfast brunch at 11 tomorrow at a place called Plowboys, the #1 joint in town, I am having burnt ends because I love them and because I first ate them here where they were invented.

    If you have never read Calvin Trillen, do so. He wrote about barbecue so vividly you could smell and taste it.

    My friend can’t decide, embarrassment of riches. I am going to eat with my fingers and suck the juices off each finger seductively. Along with sweet potato fries and cheesey corn pudding.

    Love KC barbque, detoured here for the que. On our way to Quincy, IL for Mothers Day. Eating smoked meats there too, along with a wine tasting, a chef’s farmers table meal and a Mother’s Day buffet. Fun trip.

  101. Morning Three:

    The best thing to say about silence is nothing.

    Geniecide: The reason why Alladin’s lamp no longer works.

    (I wrote this last one in 2003 or so.)

    An elected official whose opinions we support is a statesman; an elected official whose opinions we detest is a politician.

  102. Good morning Villagers….

    Pedicure went well yesterday…I think feet are ugly, how could anyone have a foot fetish is beyond me. But I do like jellybean toes πŸ™‚

    Jackie, so happy for you….spending time with family is very important. Such as yesterday, sister met us at foot doctor then took Dad me out to eat…yum.

    …think Dad is stirring……

    Where’s Jerry at???? He’s been too quite too long.

  103. Rick, I like your first one of the morning three….I do treasure my ‘down’ time in the wee hours here…before the house wakes….birds chirping at 5ish….

  104. I think the mushrooms in the first chzbgr are death angel. I’ m not sure, but I think so. Loved today’s A&J. I think Sam Elliott has one sexy voice.

  105. Mark πŸ™‚ , now I’ll have the death march in my head all day…thanks πŸ™‚

    Laura, between Sam Elliot and Sean Connery an their voices, I could listen to them all day….

  106. well, I say a little Calico fur ball emerge from under the porch yesterday…so I know there’s one. Haven’t seen the black cat’s kittehs…will be doing some serious ‘fixing’ here.

    Jackie, how did you catch all those cats…..

  107. Ruth Anne, I had a similar post-surgical experience a few years ago—-I just didn’t want anyone to know I had awoken! It encourages me to know that your husband’s experience was so positive and beneficial for you both. My reaction to this has puzzled me…I guess it’s just due to the surgery involving more reconstruction than I had anticipated. When the doctor asked “How attached are you to the way your nose looks?”, it kind of threw me for a loop.

    Jackie, you are going to have to write some regional tour guides or magazine columns!

    Debbe, you are an angel who spreads blessings wherever you go…your Dad is so fortunate to have you!

  108. Jackie,

    I hope the Plowboys BBQ is good. They were featured in a segment recently on Travel Channel in a tour of smoke houses. The won an award during the show that featured the KCBS competition as the finale of the series. Supposed to be REALLY good brisket.

    I’m thinking of smoking a brisket this weekend. My is not competition style or quality, but my family likes it quite well. Free secret: I use a premixed seasoning as my dry rub. It is Cavendar’s Greek Seasoning, made by a family run company in Harrison, Arkansas. We’ve been using it as a general meat spice since my family discovered it in about 1976.

  109. Just to throw out a bone for contention, BBQ-barbeque-barbecue is for something that is cooked slowly over indirect heat with various types of wood smoke to infuse flavor. BBQ is not putting hotdogs, hamburgers, chicken, fish or steak over a hot fire of coals. The coals may be from real wood, from charcoal, or propane heated ceramic, pumice, or metal plates. In all cases, that is properly known as “grilling”, but never as barbecue.


  110. Still at motel because we didn’t make the eleven a.m. opening and trying to avoid noon rush at Plowboys. We are now aiming for the after lunch lull.

    It is 85 degrees here! Worried about Dickens in Mustang even with windows down.

    We are leisurely travelers. I like that style. Had chocolate chip cookies for breakfast.

  111. Jackie, fill your ice chest and then leave the top open while you are in the restaurant. At least Dickens can lick the ice to cool off while you are gone. Or maybe even crawl on top of it?

  112. Did not bring ice chest Mark. May have to get one. That is good idea. I am in car with him and a.c. running. We will look for patio and dog friendly locations.

  113. On interstate outside KC with s Smithfield truck alongside. Hey Mindy, lots of ham and bacon I am 18 wheeler!

    If we eat breakfast it is lunch or dinner, not actually early morning usually. Agree we like breakfast all day but not McDonald’s.

  114. @Jackquline,

    Leave a Fargone note on the window stating dog has ice conditioned air, water and a for dog ears only version of “Who let the Dogs Out” so they won’t break yer window thinking the dog is alone in car!

    @Rick in Shermantown,

    They Symply took out my adenoids, uvula, soft palate tissue, tonsils and terminates, then they chiseled out a deviated septum…the result is I am no longer border line sleep apnea, when i do snore it is quiet (not like the time at the KOA where we got in late and the next morning the tents that had been next to us were now on the other side of the camp ground and nt like the time I slept outside by the sea and the 3 couples in the house were arguing who was snoring all night and kept them up over the sound of the waves…it was lil ole me) Operation was the only time I have spent overnight in a hospital since birth…bit painful with all I had done but there are no issues and I am glad I had it done.

  115. Symply I cannot believe you had uvula removed Too! I had that done when they repaired my nose. Like you I had lot of work done.

    My missing uvula cause me to have food, fluids go down my wind pipe and so choke. Frequently.


    Yeah I Symply had those issues, pretty Fargone behind me now unless I take a drink too quickly.

  117. Evening Three:

    Most Americans seem to think that no one is better than they are just because of his job or wealth. However, most Americans seem to think that they are better than everyone else because of their jobs or wealth.

    Pillsbury Dough Boy: a roll model.

    (I wrote the last one when digital here in the States was barely a presence.)

    I have a photographic memory, but I usually forget to put in the film.

  118. I had to google Sam Elliott from today’s A&J strip, as I’d never heard of him. Imagine my surprise when I looked over the results. Not much about Mr. Elliott, a lot about comic books and films about Ghost Rider! And a video game. Is this just a coincidence, or is there a connection somewhere to our friend who is now touring famous Midwestern restaurants? (It sounds like a perfectly delightful trip.)

  119. Sam Elliott? Just a great actor! From the Internet movie database (

    “Tall, thin, wiry Sam Elliott is the classic picture of the American cowboy. Elliott began his acting career on the stage and his film debut was in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969). Although his future wife, Katharine Ross co-starred in the film, the two did not meet until they filmed The Legacy (1978) Together. Over the years there would be few opportunities to act in feature westerns, but it would be television that gave him that opportunity, in The Sacketts (1979), The Shadow Riders (1982) and The Yellow Rose (1983), among others. He would also work in non-westerns, usually as a tough guy, as in Lifeguard (1976) and Road House (1989). In the 1990s, Elliott was back on the western trail, playing everyone from Brig. Gen. John Buford in the film Gettysburg (1993) to Wild Bill Hickok in the made-for-TV movie Buffalo Girls (1995). In 1991 he wrote the screenplay and co-starred with his wife in the made-for-TV western Conagher (1991).”

  120. Thank you to Old Bear and to Trucker Ron. You both have interesting things to say.

    Gee, I wonder too where is Jerry in FL. Hope he is okay.

  121. My wife saw a piece on the news about Millennials leaving their families religions, claiming that in the information age they were finding all they needed online. As she ranted about it, I made a comment that stopped her in her tracks… then she burst out laughing:

    “98.9% of what you read online is true, according to Abraham Lincoln.”

  122. Three for the morning:

    A positive self-image: That condition which results from the ability to believe that everything that others say about you is inaccurate.

    β€œWhat a piece of work is a man!” — Shakespeare.
    β€œMan. What a piece of work.” — Myself, after reading the news.

    Sometimes, I think that I read too much, think too much, and live too little.

  123. Good morning Villagers…..

    Another brilliant display of the morning star this a.m….and it’s already a warm 68 degrees on the back porch, we even turned on the A/C yesterday afternoon. And it does get warm on the sun room porch, it faces west…should wash windows; but, heh, another day. Besides it’s suppose to rain tomorrow.

    ….and a big GM back to you Old Bear.

    Got into see my Dentist yesterday morning…top front is/was in bad shape, looks good for now. Making appts. for cleanings..opening a Pandora’s box there. I’ll be paying for his first class vacation by the time I’m finished with him. Need to put two crowns on Ian’s upper two front teeth, had root canals about 6 years ago and they need crowned…that is if I don’t crown him first πŸ™‚

    Dad was not=stop, persistant about another joy ride. Took the long way home from Dentist while my nose was still numb….I hate the numbing. Had not got home yet, and he started on me taking him ‘joy riding’ after I fed him lunch.

    You know we haven’t heard from Indy Mindy lately…here’s a shout out to her.

    Thank you, Miss Charlotte, for the compliment….they help!

    …later, gators…..

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