Happy Birthday, Gavin McLeod!
I know you were around before 1977 when I fell in love with your boat Pacific Princess. Because later I discovered you with one of my favorite people, Mary Tyler Moore, working at a TV station. I am glad that you were able to work your way up from Lieutenant to Captain in just 20 years especially after you were demoted on Pork Chop Hill to private. And then to Seaman while serving on Operation Petticoat.
No matter, you know where the fun jobs are and there can't be anything more fun than to cruise the high seas stopping at beautiful ports of call. Mazatlan, Acapulco, sigh.
I wonder, did you ever sail to Fantasy Island???
Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Bear Hug
Bears are one of the world's most awesome creatures. What is your favorite type of bear?
I have a friend that will be upset that Ursa Major and Ursa Minor are not there along with the other bears...and another friend who will take offense that Yogi Bear is not there either.
Today is Polar Bear Day. Did you know that the powers that be believe all polar bears are left handed.
American Black Bear; Cinnamon Bear; Kermode Bear; Asiatic Black Bear; Baluchistan Bear; Formosan Black Bear; Pakistan Black Bear; Brown Bear; Atlas Bear; Bergman's Bear; Blue Bear; Eurasian Brown Bear; European Brown Bear; Gobi Bear; Grizzly Bear; Himalayan Brown Bear; Hokkaido Brown Bear; Kamchatka Brown Bear; Kodiak Bear; Marsican Brown Bear; Mexican Grizzly Bear; Siberian Brown Bear; Syrian Brown Bear; Giant Panda; Qinling Panda; Sloth Bear; Sri Lankan Sloth Bear; Sun Bear; Polar Bear; Ursid hybrid; Grizzly–polar bear hybrid; Spectacled Bear.This is a list of bears around the world I inventoried from Wikipedia. Do you see anything missing? Do you see one that you didn't expect to see? I was surprised by the hybrid bears. Although I knew it I figure many will be surprised that Koala Bears are not on the list.
I have a friend that will be upset that Ursa Major and Ursa Minor are not there along with the other bears...and another friend who will take offense that Yogi Bear is not there either.
Today is Polar Bear Day. Did you know that the powers that be believe all polar bears are left handed.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Viola
Once upon a time, in a land far away to many, lived a little girl named Viola. Viola loved purple and she especially loved purple flowers. She grew up in a pretty room painted purple, lilac and lavender. She loved purple so much she had a pair of purple lensed glasses so that no matter where she went she could see everything purple.
Viola loved to walk in the woods in the winter time with her purple shaded glasses. The trees were purple, the ground was purple and the sky was purple.
One Spring day Viola was walking near the Tower Caverns near Trilling Lake when she heard a loud echoing bang. Before she could identify it as the sound of gunfire from King's afternoon hunting party. Another noise came to her from above. It sounded like her stomach when dinner was delayed on days she missed lunch. Only louder.
Viola looked up at the approaching sound where she spied boulders falling quickly toward her. She was frozen in place. Suddenly, she was hit from behind and into the pond.
When Viola and her abuser-savior came up from below the surface of the water he held the little girl drenched to the bone but safe and sound.
"Are you okay?" he asked the stunned little girl.
"Yes, thank you," she said, not taking her eyes off the man. "You look...strange."
"Strange?" he replied.
The girl smiled. Her unshaded eyes glinted in the bright sunlight.
"You aren't," she looked at the other side of the mans face. "...purple."
He smiled. "No. I am not purple."
From that day forward Viola did not wear purple glasses. Oh, she still liked purple but she decided that the color she loved looked better when it lived next to other colors. Especially, her white wedding dress.
And she lived happily ever after.
The End.
Viola loved to walk in the woods in the winter time with her purple shaded glasses. The trees were purple, the ground was purple and the sky was purple.
One Spring day Viola was walking near the Tower Caverns near Trilling Lake when she heard a loud echoing bang. Before she could identify it as the sound of gunfire from King's afternoon hunting party. Another noise came to her from above. It sounded like her stomach when dinner was delayed on days she missed lunch. Only louder.
Viola looked up at the approaching sound where she spied boulders falling quickly toward her. She was frozen in place. Suddenly, she was hit from behind and into the pond.
When Viola and her abuser-savior came up from below the surface of the water he held the little girl drenched to the bone but safe and sound.
"Are you okay?" he asked the stunned little girl.
"Yes, thank you," she said, not taking her eyes off the man. "You look...strange."
"Strange?" he replied.
The girl smiled. Her unshaded eyes glinted in the bright sunlight.
"You aren't," she looked at the other side of the mans face. "...purple."
He smiled. "No. I am not purple."
From that day forward Viola did not wear purple glasses. Oh, she still liked purple but she decided that the color she loved looked better when it lived next to other colors. Especially, her white wedding dress.
And she lived happily ever after.
The End.
Please help me celebrate Tell a Fairy Tale Day. Either make up your own, or tell someone your favorite fairy tale.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
The Day The Music Died
It has been 42 years since the death of Buddy Holley, JP "The Big Bopper" Richardson and Ritchie Valens. Today, let us remember Chantilly Lace, Donna and Peggy Sue and wonder, what would these (then) superstars be doing today had fate turned tables and not take them away from the world.
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