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June 4, 2013

Farewell Faithful Fido

Did you know President Lincoln's dog Fido was "assassinated" by a drunk in Springfield, IL. just a year after Lincoln was shot and killed?  Fido, a yellow retriever-shepherd mix had been the President's faithful companion for over five years.


The Blame Game

Just before I went to bed late last night, I saw an article about Michael Douglas where he blamed his throat cancer on - 'scuse me - oral sex.  He didn't blame it on smoking, drinking or poor diet.

It made me think about it all day today.  Even if there was proof of what he said caused it, I don't think I'd announce that fact to the world.  I finally came to this conclusion:

Just like most liberals, he wants to put all the blame on bush.

A Cool Job

Did you know President Barack Obama's first job was scooping ice cream ? The future President worked for Baskin-Robbins in Honolulu during a high-school summer vacation in the mid-70's.

R.I.P. Deacon Jones

Deacon Jones was terrorizing opposing NFL quarterbacks when I first got interested in football;  when I played, I tried to emulate his famous head slap when I could (get away with it). Even when his Rams played the Cowboys, my favorite team, I couldn't help but admire the ferocious way he played. (I think there's at least two sacks of Dallas QBs in the video.

Deacon Jones
December 9, 1938 - June 3, 2013

June 2, 2013

Sunday Double Feature

A quiz and music to fit the topic, just like I like to do 'em.

You Are Sunday
Above all else, you value quiet time and rest. You love to unwind and recharge.

You think life is stressful enough, and you like to find peace whenever and wherever possible.

Over the years, you've figured out who and what means most to you. You hold on to what matters.


Sunday is the perfect day for you to be close to your loved ones and favorite rituals.

Even when life is busy and chaotic, you are able to stand back and look at the big picture.


You try to live in the moment and not get bogged down by the little annoyances of every day life. 






Pleasant Valley Sunday - The Monkees

June 1, 2013

Hair of the Dog - Nazareth



A little personal story: It wasn't long after this song had been released when I bought a brand new "quadraphonic" stereo with four speakers. I purchased the stereo from the hardware store in my home town, paying about fifty bucks more than I should have. I could barely wait to get some new records to listen to and the first album I bought was the Nazareth album with this song on it. I hastily unwrapped the cellophane wrapper and carefully handling the vinyl on the edges as so not to get fingerprints on the record's grooves, I started the turntable and turned up the volume.

After the opening riff, I stepped away to go to the bathroom.  I got done, walked back into the room where the stereo was and smelled an acrid, burning odor.  About that time the speakers crackled and emitted a high-pitched whine...then smoke started pouring out of the back of my brand new stereo.  I quickly unplugged it before it caught on fire.

It wasn't TOTALLY ruined, I had it fixed...to the tune of about half of what I had paid for it.  (and yes, I tried to take it back to the store, but he told me to send it to the factory...in Taiwan.)

I was as mad as the S.O.B. they're singing about in the song.