Dinky Bird

From the KFDA NewsChannel 10 feed in the right-hand column:

Rare, 'dinky' bird migrates to US for first time

The "dinky" bird reminds me of my childhood friend Joe Bill; we were about 13 or so and he asked me if I had ever heard of a "dicky bird". I told him that it seemed as though I had and he told me I'd know it if I heard it, its call was:

"Sc-rooh! Sc-rooh!"

If you don't "get it", even after saying it out loud, then I'm not explainin' it to ya

eclectic

eclectic \i-KLEK-tik\, adjective:
1. selecting and using what seems best from various sources or systems; made up of selections from various sources
2. broad in acceptance of ideas or approval from other sources

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I like this word because I think it describes me and how I try to do things. In fact, I think the world would be a much better place if we all were a bit eclectic.

In other words, I want everyone else to be like me.

Not very eclectic of me, is it?

Don't Click This Link

Unless you want to read a truly gruesome story:

Death row inmate pulls out eye, eats it

VIRUS WARNING!!!

From the email archives:

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If you receive an email entitled 'Bedtimes'

Delete it IMMEDIATELY.

Do not open it.

Apparently this one is pretty nasty. It will not only erase everything on your hard drive, but it will also delete anything on disks within 20 feet of your computer.

It demagnetizes the stripes on ALL of your credit cards. It reprograms your ATM access code, screws up the tracking on your VCR, and uses subspace field harmonics to scratch any CD's you attempt to play. It will program your phone auto dial to call only 900 numbers.

This virus will mix antifreeze into your fish tank.

IT WILL CAUSE YOUR TOILET TO FLUSH WHILE YOU ARE SHOWERING.

It will drink ALL your beer.

FOR GOD'S SAKE, ARE YOU LISTENING? ?

It will leave dirty underwear on the coffee table when you are expecting company.

It will replace your shampoo with Nair and your Nair with Rogaine. If the 'Bedtimes' message opened in a Windows 95/98 or Windows XP environment, it will leave the toilet seat up and leave your hair dryer plugged in dangerously close to a full bathtub.

It will not only remove the forbidden tags from your mattresses and pillows, it will also refill your skim milk with whole milk.

***WARN AS MANY PEOPLE AS YOU CAN. ***

And if you don't send this to 5000 people in 20 seconds, you'll fart so hard that your right leg will spasm and shoot straight out in front of you, sending sparks that will ignite the person nearest you.

Send this warning to everyone!

THERE'S A LOT OF SADNESS IN THE WORLD!

Right now, as you read this, 17 Million people are partying

And look at you - you're on the computer

I'm A Flour Child

You Are Buttermilk Pancakes

Your prefer traditional, old fashioned foods. You shy away from anything fake, and you like meals with simple ingredients. It's not likely someone would find margarine or diet soda in your kitchen. Instead, someone might find a loaf of homemade bread baking or a soup simmering.

What Kind of Pancakes Are You?

This was today's Blogthing; just last night The Food Network's Alton Brown had several shows on pancakes, popovers and muffins.

I once had a very good friend who was manic-depressive and when he'd start going into a manic phase, he'd say " I'm goin' to see Aunt Jemima."

That was his way of saying he was starting to flip out.

If you'll go to the Wiki entry linked to above, and then visit the official site, you can see how Aunt Jemima has changed over the decades. (thank goodness) She still has some fine pancake mix, good for bachelors and kitchen failures everywhere, such as myself.

That said, I've always preferred Mrs. Butterworth for her syrup, even though she's now shilling for a corporate giant:



...but have always had the hots for Betty Crocker. (official website)

She not only had great cake mixes, she lent her name to the most-wished for and prized possession of many American pre-teen girls.



See how she's changed at Who was Betty Crocker?

This is one of my first memories of Betty Crocker:



I've always pictured her married to me, adoringly fixing me something in the kitchen.

R.I.P. India

The Bush family cat, a female black American Shorthair named India (often called “Willie” or “Kitty”) died at home at the White House on January 4, 2009 after 18 years of love and devotion to the First Family.



India often let Barney and Miss Beazley, the Bush’s two Scottish Terriers steal the show as she preferred more aesthetic pursuits such as music (shown here listening to a piano serenade). But she was obviously a good sport about it all as you see in the photo above of her being licked by Miss Beazley while Barney looks on.

(shamelessly stolen from Flopping Aces)