A family’s history has to begin somewhere.

So here is how it all began. I was born and grew up in Los Angeles, California. East Los Angeles to be precise in a working-class neighborhood. An unincorporated section of the greater Los Angeles area east of the all-concrete Los Angeles River. And in a community just east and downwind of the B FContinue reading “A family’s history has to begin somewhere.”

A poem from the Red Dirt Plaines.

Okie Poetry This sure am not Hollywood Nineteen forty-one was the year Carl, Sr. and his bashful bride Left the parched and dry farm. They arrived in the coast to the west with two Toddlers in tow. Carl, Jr. and Peggy Sue. The four of them fresh off The Route some called 66. One man’sContinue reading “A poem from the Red Dirt Plaines.”

Ain’t goin’ back to here no mo.

They use to call it quality control. Not sure what they call it these days. Sort of hit and miss maybe. If you are going to own or operate a franchise your customer could only hope to have a food item at one location then days or weeks later miles away you get the sameContinue reading “Ain’t goin’ back to here no mo.”

Olivia Newton John remembered.

Years and years ago I went to the Mabee Center in Tulsa to see and hear Mac Davis and his country band. He was more of a song writer than country singer. However, his opening act was Olivia Newton John. She was in a long soft white flowing gown and was most lovely. A gentlemanContinue reading “Olivia Newton John remembered.”

The slowest fast food I’ve ever had.

Fast food eatery I will never go to again. Carl’s, Jr. To begin with and in retrospect this is Carl’s routine go-to policy. Let me explain. We just exited I-40 and drove up to the Carl’s, Jr. Drive-thru to make an order. Their outside menu showed they have various chicken items. Both sandwiches and chickenContinue reading “The slowest fast food I’ve ever had.”

Greeting card from the Curmudgeon.

Dear followers, readers, passersby, and people who like a bit of silliness. Thank you for visiting my half baked blog. I wish I knew what I was doing. But I do enjoy what I do. I try to cover most areas of interest even though I am mostly out of touch. I love reading books,Continue reading “Greeting card from the Curmudgeon.”

Butchy the Chicken Whisperer chap 8

Let me know if you know how to hypnotize a chicken. Just raise your hand if you do. It’s not easy. It’s a combination of laying on of hands and having a strong will. The chicken needs to know you are completely in charge. A steady unwavering gaze into the chicken’s eye and steady whisperingContinue reading “Butchy the Chicken Whisperer chap 8”