Jellin' with Ellen...

"So, it was like in the middle of sophomore year, fifth period algebra.  Tom leans over toward my desk and starts whisperin' something in my ear.  I tried to shush him, but he wouldn't give up.  Finally Mrs. Teewinkle looks over and says she's gonna make both of us stand in the hall until the end of class if we don't cut it out."

"What happened then, did you break into a dance?"

"No.  Tom spent the next several minutes with a pencil and some paper, and when Mrs. Teewinkle wasn't looking passed me a folded up message."

"Was it a love note?"

"No,  he doesn't roll that way.  It was a drawing.  Really exquisite art.  I still get a tingle when I think about that."

In time of crisis, where do you turn?

Who can you blame?  Who do you praise?  Has anyone had it as bad as Job?
That's someone I need to remember next time I start to feeling sorry for myself...

The final episode of Plan B, from 9/10/11:


PLAN-B: Part 4 from Keystone Church on Vimeo.

Like the first responders entering the twin towers as the workers exited, someone's waiting to enter our lives to make a difference, even if everyone else is walking out.

The Good Doctor

Carl Hilding "Doc" Severinsen, one of the musical greats, performing Leon Russell's A Song for You:



I was originally looking for a copy of MF playing The Spirit of St. Frederick, but the sound quality wasn't quite what I'd hoped for.  It's from It's My Time, and sounds amazing through some Carvers or Bose, Sennheisers or Koss.



And because of the date (I originally drafted this post on 9/11/11),  here's  another Maynard clip that's apropos:

The end of summer is near...

So the Sno-Cone stands are closing for the season, including this one:

Now, I don't know what the secret ingredient is in the little blue sno-cone. 

But I think if Limp Willie tried one, he might not look so sad...

Say it isn't so

I'm gonna surprise you - I get some/lots of emails from conservative groups, mostly demanding me to write my elected officials and/or send money.  I also recently got an email thanking me for my past support of President Obama (at least that's what the subject line said).  WTH?  Of course, it may have also been from a conservative group, a ploy to get me to open the email - either way, it didn't work.

The other day, I got a message reading Obama Begins Passing Anti-Gun Laws Via Executive Fiat.

Well, I once owned a Fiat 850 Spyder, right out of high school, so I'm skeptical.

I really can't imagine much of anything being passed by an executive Fiat.

Because I couldn't remember...

...whether this person was half-Mexican or half-Italian:

Turns out Sonny was of Italian descent.

The times, they have a-changed

This was posted over at the Jar-Jar Chronicles this morning - a look back on those monochrome days a half-century or more ago:



Heck, even I'm smart enough to know that approach won't fly in getting me a 'helpmate' here in the '90s, er, I mean the 21st century.

Here's a differing perspective: