CHARCUTERIE

MOVIES FOR OLD FOLKS

 I was having some conversation with SWMBO this evening and the expression "our precious bodily fluids" came out of my mouth.

I knew where it came from, I just didn't know why.

But after looking at a couple of clips on You Tube, I went to Amazon Prime and rented the movie.

We have 30 days to begin watching it - a true classic.

George C. Scott, Sterling Hayden and Peter Sellers, Peter Sellers, Peter Sellers.

I urge you all to join me . . whether old folks or young.

NERDS, ARISE!

So yesterday's little game got mixed results.

Margaret was the first to come up with a correct answer.

For those who didn't understand it, let me explain.

The device shown in the photo is a Voltohmmeter which normally measures various types of electric units.

The selector knob in the photo is turned to the symbol for ohms, which denotes resistance.

Hence, the device is telling you that "resistance is futile".

The phrase may have been first used in an episode of Doctor Who in 1976.

It turns up fairly often in science fiction movies and television shows.

But most of my nerdy friends connect it to an alien collective known as The Borg in Star Trek: The Next Generation.

And no, I have never seen it either.

I've never been a trekkie.

So for those of us who've never seen it, here's a clip.

And now our lives are complete!

NERD ALERT

 Let's see how many nerds are out there.

SLIGHT SATURDAY SNOWFALL

 

33 degrees Fahrenheit right now (9:00 a.m.)

Which means it could turn into Snain, then Sleet, then Rain

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

The weekend is upon us, Gentle Readers.

Speaking of that, I'm a little over a hundred pages into Hamnet.

What are you reading these days?

While you conjure up a good answer, let's get down to the business of the day, shall we?

 

And with that rather lame pun I bid you a fine weekend.

And always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

TRAVELIN'

 One of the bloggers I've begun following fairly recently, Tasker Dunham in Yorkshire, posted the other day a review of a book he'd just read, "The Great Railway Bazaar" by Paul Theroux.

I think it was the first of many books he wrote about travel and, specifically, railroad travel.

It was published back in the 1970's and I had read it shortly after it came out.

All of which put me into Throwback Mode and reminded me of a photo of Judy and I when we were doing our railroad travel in Europe in 1985.

(Lordy, lordy, that was 37 years ago!)

On one leg of our Eurail adventure I inveigled someone to take a photo of us as we were about to board a train.

In my faded memory it was a train called the Orient Express, though it wasn't that Orient Express but a new train named that, no doubt, for the impressionable American tourists.

But, though my memory was that there was a sign on the outside of the train car carrying that name, I find no evidence of it in the surviving photo.

But there we are, anyway, about to join fellow passengers on a train that ran from Paris, France to Salzburg, Austria, at least.

We were both train buffs and became enamored of the trains that shuttled us around Europe for a few weeks.

I remember a marvelous meal with wine in a dining car between Innsbruck, Austria and Florence, Italy.

I recall the wonderfully scenic trip through the Alps going to Innsbruck.

And seeing the beautiful golden mustard fields around Dijon, France while speeding our way on a bullet train from the Mediterranean coast up to Paris.

Those were good times and while we never achieved our aim of getting back to Europe we made many memories to last a lifetime in that glorious month of April, 1985.

(Some memories are fuzzier than others but . . .)