"Foray 1900"

This is another funny comedian. One of my favorites:

"Tit Tit Tit Tit TiT Tit...."

"Another Post From Yesteryear!" Circa 2006

My niece, Amber, had her baby today. Congratulations are in order. And to "Bone," her enigmatic hubby, as well.

The pregnancy was her second, but this one was difficult, as Amber was on "bedrest" a few moons ago. Due to a miracle, her placenta moved, so she had her l'il one just a coppola weeks shy of the due date.

My sister, the enigmatic Olga, went to Mount Shasta to pray for her daughter's safety. Shortly afterwards, her prayers were answered.

The new arrival is a girl. Daddy Bone badly wanted wanted a boy, but, alas, it wasn't in the [ tarot ] cards. Her name has been determined-as of this writing-and she will be known as "Summer Sky." An old saying comes to mind from back in the day. "Far out!"

What happened to the traditional names like Linda, Charlene, Debbie, Shirley, and Sally? Seems Bone and Amber bypassed the newer hip names like Brittney, Caitlin, Demi, and well, er, uh, Olga by thinking "outside the box." If I had been aware of their wishes for an oddball, er, unusual name, I could have helped out. My suggestions: [ as if anybody asked? ]

1) Winter Solstice

2) Spring Forward

3) Fall Back

4) Autumn Leaves

5) Global Warming

6) Red Sky in Morning Sailors Take Warning

7) Blue Sky at Night Sailors Delight

8) Moon River

9) Summer Solstice

10) International Dateline

11) v.c.

Congrats, v.c.

P.S. And whatever happened to naming yer kids with initials?

a) L.B.

b) J.D.

c) I.C.B.M

d) J.R.

e) O.J.

f) v.c.

g) E.T.C.

 

"But There's Just One Thing....I Really Want to Know! Eh?

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"Gran Torino"

It's been a few days or moons since I penned a few riffs on Golden Pond. Seems I don't have the time anymore. Or maybe I don't take the time. Writing here has always been a labor of love. And a sort of therapy if you will. And a diary, a journal-call it what you will.

In forays from October of last year, petrol was hard to find and cost a staggering $4.37 per gallon. Whew! Unprecedented it was. These days the price has been as low as $1.32 thanks to shopping at Kroger, the super-duper supermarket chain. Lately, however, gasoline at the pumps has been slowly inching upwards. Hello marketplace.

On an unrelated note, Clint Eastwood has a new movie out called "Gran Torino." And, of course, it's number one at the box office.

My friend from kindergarten, Bogus Bob, owned a '69 Torino. Gas in those days hovered around a quarter a gallon. 4 in the floor it was. And a petrol guzzler.

The trailer follows: Methinks yours truly would like to see this film.

"Happy New Year":

Happy New Year to everyone who ventures this way. Which ain't a lot of people. Oh, well. You gotta git in where you fit in as they say in the vernacular.

The weather tonight is idyllic. Dark storm clouds have been hanging around for a while and are dribbling a few rain drops our way. It's probably rainin' all over the world.

So have a good year. And keep Newt in the road.

Farewell and skidoo, v.c.

P.S. On the subject of wishing, a full tilt blizzard would be just grand. We haven't had one of those in quite some time.

"Merry Christmas"

And a classic song from yesterday courtesy of youtube and one of my subscriptions.

"3 D Horror Is Back!"

Merry Christmas to you and yours. And in January take the family to see "My Bloody Valentine." Shades of the 80's. And in 3-D to boot. And who says they don't make 'em like they used to?

"Attack of the Crab Monsters"

Now this is my kind of movie. Shot in glorious black and white aka ebony and ivory. Circa 1957. And, alas, they don't make 'em like they used to.

"My John Lennon Tribute"

It was 28 years ago today, the death of John Lennon. I remember watching the MNF telecast, and Howard Cosell alerting the national audience of John's death. Unbelievable it was. My tribute follows: To my boyhood idol.

"Black Beatles"

Here's a reprint from Yesterday. Funny shtick featuring songs from the "Black Beatles" like "We All Live In A Yellow Coup de Ville"; "I Be 6 Feet Four"; and "I Should Have Known Better With a Bitch Like You"; among others.

"Friday the 13th"

Jason Voorhees returns for another romp at Camp Crystal Lake.

"White Coconut Cake"

I haven't penned anything lately, so because I am a long-suffering food service employee, here's a great recipe for Christmas, provided, of course, you like coconut cake.

From the Food Network it is. So indulge and make the darn thing. There are other options such as traversing so far to your favorite supermarket. But it wouldn't be as good as doing it yourself.

And Christmas is just right around the corner. As for me, I'm dreaming of a white one. With chestnuts roasting on an open fire-Jack Frost nipping at your heels.

Gimme shelter, v.c.

"BLues Deluxe" Featuring A Blistering Piano Solo Courtesy of Nicky Hopkins

"From YesterYear....Circa 2004"

I got a spike in traffic today. From whence did it come? None other than my post from 2004 "Get Yer 10-12 lb. Turkey at H.W." Seems the last minute buying mania is in full-swing. Do I miss it? Hell Whole no! Reprinted via permission from yers truly.

Well, it's hell week. Catering time. And time to dust off those famous words:

10-12 pound turkey
2 qts. of cornbread dressing
A pint of cranberry sauce
A dozen rolls
And a pumpkin or pecan pie.

Back in the day we never included the pie or rolls. And we made dressing in the bain maries. For those unfamiliar with the terminology, it is a rectangular holding tank filled with water and kept hot with gas burners. [ see Paleolithic Age for more details ]

And we used to swish our ladles in the water whenever we needed a quick fix for the serving line. But with the advent of stricter sanitation requirements, swishing is a lost art.

And the staff is required to wash their hands more. And some even wear latex bras, er, gloves. Apologies to Playtex. And whatever happened to girdles? Again, back in the day, every female HAD to wear one. You just weren't one of the "in" crowd if you didn't squeeze your midriff, via the buttocks region, into a Playtex girdle.

I guess they went the way of pantylooms, poodle skirts, saddle oxfords, penny loafers, and bouffant hair styles. Was it Twiggy who led the way? Or Mary Quant, or was it Helen Gurdy Brown? Who knows or who cares?

And the staff is required to have clean aprons. Wiping your mouth on one or blowing your nose into one is strictly verboten.

And the art of putting your fingers into a veggie bowl so you can get a better grip-better leverage- is not allowed anymore.

And dented cans? Throw 'em out. So's you don't serve botulism stew.

And you got to "date dot" the product. The day of trying to squeeze [ see girdle paragraph ] another week out of the pork chow mein is no longer considered appropriate behavior.

And cooking enough fried chicken in the morning to last until 8:30 p.m. is now out of the question. Doesn't fit the hot holding guidelines. Same for chop beef, fried cod, er, pollock, catfish, er, basa, er, tilapia, and hushpuppies.

Another no-no. The days of allowing the truck driver to bring in torn bags of flour, sugar, meal, etc. are kaput. Fini'. Cos we don't know what kind of critters done crawled up in that bag. Boll weevil, roach, varmint-name your poison.

Well, I could go on and on. But it's Thanksgiving. And I need my beauty sleep. Cos it's Hell Week at H.W. [ Hell Whole ]

Farewell and adieu, v.c.

"Great Balls of Fire!"

I loved Jerry Lee as a kid, even going so far as to play our green sofa as my pumping piano. Whilst listening and/or lip-synching to the record. I really dug him-rock n' roll, ya know. It was a shame he vanished from the landscape when he erred by marrying his 13 year old [ second cousin once removed ]. The following song is heavy [ slang 60's word ] even tho' the dialogue is in Spanish. The black dude he's talking to on stage is Chuck Berry. Seems Chuck has top billing, but Jerry has the current number one record in the U.S. So Jerry wants to close the show. But the contract is binding, so Chuck will close. After his performance he allegedly says to Chuck: "Follow that, Killer!"

"Another Way To Die"

"Go Unions!"

Saw this on Boortz. Good stuff!

"Scarlett Takes a Tumble"

Funny video. From youtube.