THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

This first bit of information isn't really a Friday Funny, it's a fact. 

The Speaker of the U.S. House of Representatives John Boehner has announced that he's resigning from Congress at the end of next month!

As Vice-President Joe Biden might say "that's a big @#!?X*&# deal!"

But, now on to the Friday Funnies and I'm breaking a long-standing rule of mine by throwing in some politics this week. Beware!

Poor Brian. Some guys can't catch a break.

Speaking of which . . .

O.K. That's all the politics. This week. On with the Funnies.

Hey, how'd that squirrel get in here? This is supposed to be cat country. And how, you might ask, does a cat stay warm?

(For those of you unfamiliar with that white thing, it's a steam radiator, used for heating homes.)

But cats have other ways to stay warm.

Thanks go out to my contributors. Have a great jolly weekend folks and keep an eye on your cats.

And always keep laughing!

THROWBACK THURSDAY

From my high school yearbook, my 1958 Senior picture.

My 7-year-older brother had earned the nickname, Tiger, for his ferocious play in sports.

I used to tag after him as he went to practices. One of his coaches nicknamed me "Little Tiger", which became "Little Tige" and eventually morphed to "Cougar".

I was "Cougar" from then on and was startled at my 10th high school reunion by hearing someone call me by that forgotten name.

And I have no memory of being a Prom Waiter!

I'M CONFUSED

Today (actually began yesterday) is Yom Kippur, the Jewish Day of Atonement.

It's also the Autumnal Equinox, the first day of fall.

So should I be atoning for my sins or rejoicing that the summer heat is behind us?

Since I'm not Jewish, I'm going with Autumn and may just finish off that creamy mac and cheese I made the other day.

Oh, and about that Yom Kippur thing?

I'm not perfect so . . . . sorry.

TUESDAY TRAVELS

One of the best ways to travel is behind the wheel of a top-down convertible sports car. This is my 1971 MGB and me somewhere in Indiana.

Of course it can be a trial for someone whose hair is longer than a crew cut.

The wind whipping through your hair can also blow it into your eyes.

So, a hippie headband was called for back in the day.

Before anyone else says it, I'll point out that this was in the days when mutton chops were popular.

AS PROMISED . . .

Yesterday I mentioned that there was a Kennel Club dog show going on at the Prescott Valley Event Center and promised you some pictures from it.

So . . .

Nice hairdo but this may be why I prefer cats.

Ah, that's better.

Does anyone know where my tail went?

Heh-heh. That's what we were thinking.

I told you to just keep your mouth shut and stay out of it.

You look mah-velous, dah-ling.

Not as good as me, of course, but still . . .

See. I'm leaving them alone. Gimme another Greenie.

Uh, what about me? Huh? Huh?

Mutt: "Man, I'm bored. Can we go home soon?"

Jeff:  "Just be patient, pal, I think that lady with the Greenies is coming."

So ends my teensie look at the dog show.

Woof.

MORE WEEKEND FUN

My friend Lori, from down the street, sent me a photo she took from her front porch this morning. She took it while enjoying a cup of coffee after her morning walk with Reggie, her dog.

I blogged about the balloon fest yesterday but hadn't realized they were going to be flying today, too. Pretty nice vantage point, eh?

A day or two before, Lori had sent another photo, showing the results of a cattle roundup.

What makes this photo unique is that it is on some vacant land right in the middle of our town, just across the street from our public library. Cattle still graze on these spaces in our growing city. We opined that they may have been rounded up because of the balloon fest planned for the next day on "their" land.

Or it may have been because of this other event.

It was billed as the Wild West Mudfest. It was a 5K race through, over and around various obstacles including the two water pits shown here, the big tubes and lots and lots of mud.

This video and first two photos were taken just as the event was getting underway.

Believe it or not, hundreds of people took part in the race . . men, women, boys, girls . . of all ages!

After the event concluded, participants were covered in mud and went to a cleanup area to hose themselves off.

There is also a 3-day Prescott Arizona Kennel Club Dog Show at the Prescott Valley Events Center concluding today. I'll have some photos from that event tomorrow.

(First two photos courtesy of Lori Lewis)

UP, UP AND AWAY

Here's a great song from the past that is perfect for today's post.

Today, you see was the day for Prescott Valley's annual hot air balloon fest.

It was a perfect day with a beautiful clear blue sky as the balloonists began readying their crafts.

A large fan is used to begin inflating the fabric globe.

Flames from a burner in the basket complete the job.

One of the crewmen told me he'd heard there were 24 balloons this year.

And then it was time to fly.

What a great day for a balloon ride.

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

Just last Monday I was thinking "Gosh, it seems like this week is going so slowly." 

And then it's Friday again.

So in a week that had many hours of Republican blather, let's see if we can find some humor.

This week you get a bonus cat picture. Just because.

That's it, folks. Thanks to my contributors and others I've stolen from. Let's keep the chuckles going, gang!

THROWBACK THURSDAY

A tiring week, finally over. 

San Francisco, California

1984 Democratic National Convention 

KPNX-TV crew.

(Front, L to R) Political reporter Ron Talley, Anchorwoman Linda Alvarez, Field Producers Bruce Taylor and Bert Sass.

(Back, L to R) Photographers Wally Athey, Greg Voigt, Steve Torbeck.

FALL FOOD

SWMBO's chicken stir fry

TUESDAY TRAVELS

Protect me, Captain Jack!

I was an extra in a movie with Johnny Depp back in the early 1990's. And young Leonardo DiCaprio.

The movie was "What's Eating Gilbert Grape". Here's how the "boys" looked back then.

That was in Austin, Texas.

The picture at the start of this post was taken at the Pike Place Market in Seattle in 2006 after "Pirates of the Caribbean" had come out.

Oddly, Johnny seemed much more one-dimensional to me.

EXERCISE

Every time I see any of my doctors they always ask me if I exercise.

Shamefacedly, I always respond that I have been doing some walking.

The doctors then tell me that is good exercise, if I do it for about 45 minutes every day, or at least several days a week.

My walks are more leisurely, 10 or 15 minutes, and of late they've been weeks apart.

So I'll try to get back to daily walks and try to extend their duration.

There are a lot of walkers in my neighborhood, some with dogs, some without, some amblers, some power walkers.

So the example has been set for me.

My longtime friend, Tom, over in California, has taken up tennis and become quite involved with a group of fellow seniors (sorry 'bout that, Tom). I think most of them are older than he is.

I don't plan to take up tennis.

But there is an alternative, apparently designed for we age-challenged folks.

It's called Pickleball.

It's sort of a cross between ping pong and tennis.

It's played with a paddle and a plastic ball and a net.

I've read that it's easy to learn but can develop into a fast-paced and competitive game for experienced players.

The other day I wandered (drove) over to the recreation center here and watched a group of four playing the game for a short time.

It looks like fun though I'm not sure I'm agile enough for it.

Maybe I'll just WALK over and be a spectator.

AUTUMNAL TINT

A sign of things to come

WHAT A DIFFERENCE . . .

Last March 10th I took some photos of new construction around StoneRidge, where we live.

Workmen were busily working on this new house, though if you click on the photo to expand it and look closely near the center you can see a couple of them taking a break in the shade.

Yesterday, I ventured out to find the home finished and occupied.

Even more startling was the change in what in March was just a vacant lot being cleared, leveled and surveyed.

As of yesterday, another house had been constructed and the lot landscaped.

It appears to be a modest house from this angle but look at it from the other side.

I can't remember and my earlier photographs don't tell me if the house between these two had been built in March. 

Now it joins the other in looking down on the StoneRidge golf course and the mountains beyond from it's cliff edge position.

Their view:

The song goes "What a difference a day makes . . ."

In this case it's what a difference six months makes.