Monday, February 28, 2011
I wonder if the folks who paid that, way-back-when, complained about the outrageous price of gas?
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Yes, You are seeing correctly. That is liquid Dial soap sitting among the mouth rinses. The first thing I thought was "Is this for kids who need their mouths washed out?" It obviously is an item that someone no longer wanted in their cart, but I laughed at the irony of it's placement.
Next, Over at electronics, was this great pic:
I always glance through the $5 movies in the bin. While I was there, two teen age Amish girls start rummaging through the bin, picking out certain movies. I could have gotten a MUCH better shot, but I was considerate toward their dislike of having their faces photographed. As I stepped away, they moved to where I was, and I snapped this shot from behind.
You see many funny things at this store. Someone should create a website to catalog all the...What's that?...Someone already has? Oh, Okay.
Friday, February 25, 2011
The only difference between this and the one she had is hers had a large crack in the glass of the door. It ran from near the lock all the way across to just below the bottom shelf. This crack was covered over by masking tape that had grown yellow & brittle. Touch that tape and you would get cracked.
The neat thing about this cabinet is that grandma let the grand kids play with the contents inside. We were allowed to play with anything in there, as long as we put them back after we had finished playing with it. You would not believe the adventures we had with salt & pepper shakers. Look at the pictures below and tell me that you couldn't have fun with these:
Sir Gattabout & I would have epic battles with giant chickens, flying swordfish, skunks, and funny looking people. One of my favorite sets was two older men. The salt wore a white shirt, was bald, had his hands in his side pockets and was smoking a cigar. The pepper wore a red shirt, had a fringe of gray hair, wore a derby, had his hands in his back packets and also smoked a cigar. Another favorite set consisted of a longhorn that had purple, yellow, pink & green hues. That was the sugar bowl. From the horns hung two smaller longhorns who's horns came together to make a loop. These were the salt & pepper. They were similarly colored.
Also in the cabinet was a small box containing marbles. I had fun looking at them and rolling them down some Hot Wheels track that was there. My Great-Uncle Charles (he of Flashback Friday #113) taught me how to shoot & play marbles. He wasn't too keen about kneeling on the sidewalk, but there was a spot indoors where he could kneel on the carpet and shoot onto a spot on the wood floor. We couldn't draw a chalk circle on the wood floor, so he took some white thread and made a circle to place the marbles in. He always beat me.
There were some old books in there too. The one I remember most was titled "Behind the Red Curtain". The cover of the book said it was shocking and risque. When you opened the book, there was a red piece of cloth. When you lifted it up, there was a bias relief picture (that's raised, for those who didn't know) of a little boy sitting on a chamber pot.
Alas, when Grandma passed, in order to quickly settle her estate, the contents of the house was sold to an antique deal at a ridiculously low price.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
A little further on, I spotted some glass flower frogs. There were used to support flowers at the bottom of a vase. I never saw them used for that purpose. Grandma & Grandpa used them as paperweights & pen holders on their desk. they also used an eight cylinder distributor cap as a pen/pencil holder.
A ways further down, I came across some metal lunchboxes. I never had any of these particular boxes, but I got a new one every year throughout elementary school.
Next we have marbles. Who didn't have marbles? More on marbles in tomorrow's Flashback Friday post. There were two quart jars of marbles in this particular booth. I bought one of them. I told the cashier that I had lost my marbles and my wife was buying replacements.
Finally, we have Frostie Root Beer. That was huge when I was but a tot. My kin liked for me to sing the Frostie Root Beer jingle when I was four or five. I don't even remember how it went. I thought they had stopped making it a long time ago. Apparently not.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
A warm welcome to all who have stumbled upon my ramblings.
We loaded up the car and made the long trek from central Ohio to Fayettville, NC. According to Yahoo Maps, it is a trip of over 550 miles taking 9 1/2 hours. When we got there, we were glad to see him & he was glad to see us. I helped take his stuff into his barracks.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
This is the 8th picture that I've submitted that made the front page on a Cheezburger Network site. (2 on I Has A Hotdog, 1 on Historic LOLs, 2 on Tots & Giggles, and 3 on Pundit Kitchen.) I get pumped every time it happens. I have my fingers crossed for a couple of others.
This just in. 9 pictures. Make that 4 times on Pundit Kitchen. This picture of mine made front page today.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Today, one of my funnies made it to the home page of ihasahotdog (that's I has A Hotdog for those of you who need spaces). It is a website in the Cheezburger Network where you caption pictures of dogs or upload funny videos. Here is the picture that made the homepage:
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
She was still very grumpy upon being sat in "The Nom Chair" and didn't want to eat the small pieces of pizza we saved back for her (we had already eaten).I tried to lift her spirits by offering her some dried berries that I munch on which she absolutely loves. She would eat the berries, but not the pizza. Then an Idea came to me.
I took a piece of the pizza and put a dried blueberry on it. I told her "Bite". She did and loved it. She motioned for me to do it again. So I did. I continued putting dried blueberries, cranberries, raspberries, cherries & plums on her pizza while she continued gobbling it up and asking for more. She ate two pieces that way.
I sent "The Ogre" a text to tell her how her daughter ate her pizza. "That's DISGUSTING" was the reply I got. If she likes fruit on her pizza, who am I to complain?
Friday, February 11, 2011
Any time The Muppet Show was on, I was glued to the tube. I was loaned the first season of The Muppet Show awhile back and thoroughly enjoyed it. I loved all the behind the scenes things that were added too. I do a pretty mean Kermit impersonation, if I say so myself.
One day we went over to the house of one of Mom's co-workers. Penny had three kids. Sir Gattabout was stricken for awhile by her oldest daughter Doris. Brice was a year older than I was, and one size larger so he was a source of hand-me-downs. The youngest, Jess, had some of the coolest toys, even if she was a girl. What does this have to do with anything? When we went over there, Jess was playing with an "Animal" puppet. It was totally cool. You could even make the eyebrows move.
That year for Christmas, I told Mom that I wanted an "Animal" puppet. When Christmas came, I tore open my gifts and found a floppy ear dog puppet. Mom didn't understand that "Animal" was the name of a character. She had gotten me an animal puppet (be careful what you ask for, you might just get it).
I used that dog puppet to make the neighbor kids laugh. I got a some other puppets to go along with it. A couple years later, when I had three or four puppets, Mom came home and absolutely blew me away. Penny was going to have a yard sale and let Mom look through the stuff first. She pulled a few things out of the bag, the she pulled out "Animal". Jess had gotten tired of him, and sold him in a yard sale for a quarter!!!! Whoo hoo!
I was 13 when I got "Animal. I am 47 now, and I still have him.
(Do you know how hard it is to put a puppet on one hand and take a picture of it with a cell phone using the other?) Here's a full view shot:
Alas,34 years have gone by. All the while I have looked through thrift stores, yard sales and auctions for puppets. I have had many given to me. At the writing of this post, I have six totes full of them. They are used in Sunday School & Children's Church functions. "The Girl" loves to play with them. She even uses our gloves as puppets if no others are handy.
Deep within all of use there is a little kid hidden away. I like to think that I let mine out to play every once in a while.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
There was a very cautious man, who never laughed or played.
He never risked, he never tried, he never sang or prayed.
And then one day he passed away, his insurance was denied.
For since he never really lived, they claim he never died.
Makes you think, doesn't it?
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
Welcome back, my friends. It's time to get back into the groove of Flashback Friday. Today's post covers a vocabulary word that was introduced by one of Aunt Shelly's kids. That word is "mungus".
One night I had several of Aunt Shelly's kids over to spend the night. Very rarely did only one kid come over. The night was growing late and we were getting ready to go to sleep.
As shoes & socks were coming off, I noticed that Munch's socks had some color to them. They were originally white. He was notorious for not changing clothes until forced to. Upon closer inspection, the socks weren't just dirty, they were discolored by something other than dirt.
When asked about it, Munch replied "That probably on of those mungus". Everyone stopped in their tracks. Mungus, What is mungus? When asked about the word, Munch said "Mom always says "There's a fungus, a mungus". Skeeter almost doubled over in laughter while I was still puzzling over the explanation.
Once Skeeter regained his composure, he says "You idiot. That's not what Mom says. She says "There's a fungus among us". From that point on, any unusual mold, mildew, or discoloration became a mungus. Any sickness became a mungus virus. Anything nasty at all was called a mungus. Truly there was a mungus among us.
Did you have any words that were known only to you and your pals?
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Here are a few pics of the ice:
This picture shows a piece of ice that I got off of my truck. It is over a quarter of an inch thick. I know this because I measured it myself. The folks on the radio said we could have up to a tenth of an inch of ice coating. They were a mite off. How many geeks do you know that have their personal set of verniers to measure silly things like this with?
On an unrelated note, I have one more fast story to tell. On the Saturday of the second week, I got inspired. I had heard from many folks lamenting the things they couldn't have during the fast. Some took it farther than the Pastor called for. Instead of desserts, ALL things sweet were sacrificed. No sugar on cereal, no jelly on PB&J sandwiches, no fun shopping,etc. I took it upon myself to wax poetic about it all in this bit of prose:
Daniel or Lamentations?
Breakfast, no coffee. I think I'll have toast. No bacon, no sausage, no ham.
Lunch, a nice salad, a few celery stalks or a peanut butter sandwich without jam.
Dinner, no chicken, broiler or fried. No Pepsi or Coke for you see,
This Daniel fast that the church is now doing isn't going fast enough for me.
So pass me some carrot sticks. Pour me some juice or a tall glass of milk & that's all.
The place in the room where the TV inhabits is driving me strait up the wall.
I'm thinking of hoagies, tacos and chili, spaghetti and cookies and cake.
And each night I'm dreaming
of chocolate ice creaming.
I'm starving to death when I wake. Oh for goodness sake.
Well, I'm tempted to surf the web for hours on end, but it's something I can't on this fast.
I've not seen a down of the NFL playoffs. I don't know how long that can last.
Still as I drive down the street past McD's, a big Mac pops into my thought.
I know others are feeling the same way that I'm feeling. Unity means a whole lot.
There are time I think this fast is pushing me toward the brink of of inanity.
"Cause now I'm reading a devotional book instead of listening to Rush & Sean Hannity.
So I'm reading my Bible, not Reader's Digest. I'm four weeks ahead on my chart.
And I've met at the church, prayed for 21 minutes. Obedience is a good place to start.
My Facebook hasn't been updated in weeks. My Farmville crop wilts on the vine.
I'm finding myself growing closer to God, and I'll tell you right now that is fine.
And though I am craving some meat every night, I'm determined this fast I'll not break.
But, I tell you, just as soon as it's finished, I'm gonna have me a big juicy steak.
Our associate pastor liked that so much, he had me read it over the pulpit Sunday night. Many of my out of town friends that I showed it to during Quizzing thought it was hilarious. One told me they had done the Daniel fast before, but did each thing only one week (meat 1, desserts& drinks 2, media 3) they were completely aghast that we had done all of them for the whole three weeks.