Friday, October 24, 2014
It's Friday once again and I have been overwhelmed with contributions this week. So I'm just gonna pick 7 or 8 and save the others. If yours didn't make this week's list, remember there are other Fridays in the year and Stay Tuned.
And, of course, the cats.
That's it for this week, folks. Loads of thanks to my contributors. Have a fantastic weekend. Be careful and don't Fall. (There's a wee joke there.) And always remember to keep laughing.
Thursday, October 23, 2014
I was a kid in North Dakota in the 1940's. No Internet back then. Heck, there wasn't even television. So we got our entertainment from books and radio programs. I don't know where I got the idea I wanted to be a magician but one year I got a magic set for Christmas. Over the years I had a pretty good collection of books on magic. And I gathered together some paraphernalia for making coins disappear and confounding my playmates with a deck of playing cards. My mother was pretty good with a sewing machine and with craft paper and she made me a black magician's cape and a black top hat and sent The Great Taylor out to do a show.
Now those pants and dusty old cowboy boots could have used some work but look at those hands. Magician's hands!
The magic shows didn't last but acting had gotten under my skin. In high school and college I was in a number of plays and entertained the idea of becoming a professional actor. Alas! Youthful dreams.
But speaking of dreams, check out this dreamboat.
Mom outdid herself creating this Prince Charming costume for some play or operetta from my far and distant youth.
Eat your heart out, Pacino!
Eat your heart out, Pacino!
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Yesterday I discussed briefly the idea of human exploration of the Planet Mars and the possibility of an earth colony there some day. I accompanied my thoughts with a photo. This one.
The idea was to convey an impression of the surface of Mars with its reddish surface, its mountain ridges and perhaps with its canals and seas which one day may have held water.
But, as some of my discerning readers pointed out, it looked like something else.
Quilted Dogs questioned whether it might really be a part of my epidermis.
Which prompted Phil Perisich to remember my comments earlier about my camera's macro photography capabilities.
And Susie said it looked a little like a paper bag.
To those amateur detectives I offer a tip of the hat. But just a tip. Because none of you were exactly correct.
Here's the true subject of that photograph, taken from further back.
It's the blotter pad which rests atop my desk. But with various spillings it has taken on a distinctly Martian appearance and when I figured out how to use my camera's macro capabilities I just couldn't resist a little October Fool's joke.
I guess I should have remembered the famous quote from Abraham Lincoln - "You can fool some of the people all the time and all the people some of the time but you can't fool all the people all the time."
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
I know I (hardly) ever post twice in one day but then I saw this video of The Naked Chef, Jamie Oliver, and Superstar Taylor Swift. They're doing a cake-baking competition while Jamie sings (sort of) his version of Taylor's latest hit song "Shake It Off." It's pretty funny and Ms. Swift looks sensational. Enjoy.
There are those among us who believe our life on Earth is coming to a close. Not soon but in the foreseeable future. Thus they are searching for new planets on which to establish a colony of earthlings. One of the sites being talked about as a new Earth is the planet Mars, long known as the Red Planet because of the coloration of the soil. Recent discoveries there have led to the belief that there was once water on the planet, a building block to life as we know it. The first humans to land on Mars may be many decades away but it is still an interesting proposition. Can human life actually be established on Mars? Only future scientists will know for certain.
Monday, October 20, 2014
It was time. Definitely time. Blackwell has been caught clawing the furniture lately and it was time for his pedicure.
So it was into the cat carrier and into the car for the short trip to the cat groomer. It's a trip he definitely does not like and he let me know all the way, both coming and going. With his short memory I don't think he remembered the groomer from his last trip but she said he behaved like a perfect gentleman. And it was all over in just minutes.
Home again and I inspected the job.
It looks a bit rough but at least those sharp points are gone. For awhile.
Meantime, Blackwell gives me a look which I can only interpret as "how could you?"
But I know he'll be back in my lap soon enough. I do, after all, belong to him.