There is no Starbucks there. America rose to the occasion and sent men to the Moon as a challenge to the Russians. However, we didn’t stay there very long each time visiting. Too much of a hostile environment. Both too hot and too cold just standing in one place on the Moon. Certainly, no levelContinue reading “But where will we sleep?”
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Why, we can do that.
Saturday movie matinee. The black and white photos on the Now Playing theater play bill poster out front were of Tom Mix movie star, trick rider, and sharp shooter. The first cowboy silent movie star filmed long before John Wayne appeared on the screen. The year was 1927 and Two brothers came out of theContinue reading “Why, we can do that.”
Listening to midnight radio.
All from my little AM radio. Back in 1951 and before our first TV and I Love Lucy, I was a frequent radio listener. We were living in Los Angeles and we had a Sears AM radio/record player console in our tiny Livingroom. A big wooden mahogany box that stood up and about the sameContinue reading “Listening to midnight radio.”
From my tiny pocket radio.
A book you might read.
Book Report Many of you along with myself may have recently heard an NPR Fresh Air interview with Judy Blume. An interview more or less reviewing Ms Blume’s fifty-year-old bestseller “Are you their God. It’s me Margaret” as it was adapted into motion picture form. Ms Blume concurs that the movie adaptation pretty much followsContinue reading “A book you might read.”
Boy, am I pist off!
What is going on here? I’m not sure I’m the only guy to discover this but men’s pant zippers are becoming troublesomely short. Creating a logistical conundrum. No longer can we just zip but must unbuckle one’s trousers risking dropping one’s pants while standing at a wall urinal. Men’s pant zippers use to be aboutContinue reading “Boy, am I pist off!”
Reading while driving
Roadside Poetry.Reading while driving. Once they saw it It look so real. It came from NetFlix Just an Okie schlemiel. BURMA SHAVE Google Burma Shave signs.
Grapes of Wrath? Not here.
Before the sun peaked over the horizon, Carl would be up and crossing the road with two 2-gallon buckets. He was headed for the school house across the county road where he filled each bucket with fresh well water from the hand pump. Then carry Ing both buckets full he slowly started back to hisContinue reading “Grapes of Wrath? Not here.”
I need to occupy my brain with something else.
Senior mind wanderer. I’m not sure it’s just mindless fantasizing or a sign of getting old. Especially getting old and not wanting it. Mind wondering back to teenage days. Teenage days as in thinking about teenage girls. Remembering Lucy, Vickie, Pat and Pat, Terry, Mr. Oddi the boy’s vice principal’s daughter Cheryl. What cuties theyContinue reading “I need to occupy my brain with something else.”