FRIDAY FUNNIES

O.K.  One-two-three.  Get ready to be amused.

Wait a minute, isn't this September?  Oh, yeah, I forgot.  I've got some readers in the Southern Hemisphere.

Had a new contributor this week.  Thanks, Deb.  And all you others. And the ones I stole from.  Have a great weekend, folks, and please. Please.  PLEASE.  Keep on laughing.

THROWBACK THURSDAY

50 years ago yesterday, Arizona U.S. Senator Barry Goldwater launched his campaign for President from the courthouse steps in Prescott.  The anniversary was marked by a gathering of friends last night and a visit from the Senator's son, Barry Goldwater Jr.

I didn't attend though I covered the Senator through the years.  I went to Washington from Phoenix in 1974 or 1975 to cover the events surrounding a reunion of staff and friends.  It was billed as the 10th annual anniversary of Goldwater's non-inauguration.  I managed a handshake with then-President Gerald Ford.

I have many fond memories of Goldwater, though we didn't often share a political philosophy.  But he was a good man.

This picture is from a visit he made to North Dakota during his 1964 campaign.  I was a news reporter in Bismarck then and am standing just behind him, visible over his shoulder.

One added item, if you don't mind.  One of my colleagues at KFYR Radio at the time was a young (weren't we all) disc jockey named Dan Brannan.  Regular readers of this blog may recall my infrequent references to him as Danny Bananas.  Yesterday in Bismarck, Dan was honored by the North Dakota Broadcasters Association with the Pioneer Award.  Congratulations to him.

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY (sort of)

There are some words here, sung by the man who also plays the trumpet.

The incomparable Chet Baker.

A remarkably talented man whose career was cut short 26 years ago by the ravages of heroin and cocaine.  It makes me . . almost blue.

THE BRD

Those of you who have been regular readers for some time will know that the BRD is my wife's Beautiful Rich Daughter.  She recently changed her Facebook profile picture and she looks so good (in spite of those hideous cowboy boots) that I decided to share it with y'all.

Pretty damn fine, eh?

LABOR DAY MESSAGE

LABOR DAY WEEKEND

You might well ask how I'm spending the long weekend.

Am I off to the shore?  Or the lake?  Or the mountains?

Well.  No.

I'm spending the last holiday of summer as I spend most of my other days.

Like a sloth.

Or a lizard in the sun.

Ho hum.

Is it time for my nap yet?

FRIDAY FUNNIES

Q:  What is easier to make fun of than a blonde?  

A:  A California blonde!

Have a mirth-filled weekend, folks.  Hey!  For those of you who haven't reached the golden age of retirement yet . . it's a THREE DAY WEEKEND!  Enjoy it and keep laughing.  It will add years to your life.

THROWBACK THURSDAY

Date: mid to late 1987
Location: Big Mama's, Ajijic, Jalisco, Mexico
Personality: One Happy Expatriate

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY

ELECTION DAY

Today is Primary Election Day in Arizona.  But if you are a Democrat, as I am, it doesn't mean much.  For example, in the governor's race there are six Republican candidates vying for the nomination.  On the Democrat side there is just one.  In Yavapai County, where I live, there are four Republican candidates for two seats in the State House of Representatives.  On the Democrat side, just one.  For a member of the Blue Man party, life in a predominately red county can be frustrating.

Still I voted.  And I have the sticker to prove it.

There are more independents than Republicans or Democrats in Arizona now.  They may be leaning left because one news story I read this morning said only 6 percent of them had requested early ballots.  With no, or very few, races on the Democratic side of the ballot, they may just be sitting this one out.

The real test will come in November, at the General Election.

By the way, I have a friend in Phoenix who registered many years ago as a Republican.  I berated him loudly until he told me he did it so he could vote in the Primary Elections for the weakest Republican candidate.  I wonder how many like him are out there.

WATER FEATURE

A QUIET SUNDAY

This was one of my mother's favorite piano pieces.  I doubt she'd have appreciated Victor Borge's introduction of it as the Moonlight Son-of-a-nata.  I liked Borge but I also like the serious performance of the Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven.

WHA????

A small water park in normally hot and dry Arizona.

FRIDAY FUNNIES

Yes, it's that time of the week again.  Brace yourself, first for a failed Ice Bucket Challenge.

Now, if you've stopped laughing at/with that poor girl, let's get on with it.

SWMBO has been telling me for years that I should watch my nutrition and eat more healthy foods.  So . . .

And for dessert . . .

Have a great weekend, folks, and remember - keep a smile on your face.

THROWBACK THURSDAY

Normally on TBT I post a picture of myself from my past.  But this Thursday I'm changing the format a bit.  First, from some time back and I'm not even sure where this occurred . . probably Iraq or Afghanistan . . my grandson, then-Sergeant Russell Milburn with the late Robin Williams.

Then a couple of pictures I received just this morning.

Sergeant Milburn, you see, is now a civilian.  That's a photo of him and his lovely wife, Kayla, and the new addition to their family, Alexis Marie.

She was born last night and I (and her parents) think she's a stunner.

Please accept this slight deviation from the norm from a proud great-grandfather.

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY

MYSTERY MOUNTAIN

COLOR IN THE SKY

The sky seemed to be on fire last night.

It looked like a huge smoke plume with flames inside it.  But for those who feared a forest fire . . it was only a cloud, backlit by a setting sun.

To the south, a tier of what we used to call "thunder bumpers" were beautifully painted by the same sunset.

When she is so inclined, Mother Nature can put on quite a show.

SATURDAY NIGHT AND SUNDAY MORNING

SWMBO bought a large bag of limes recently and I had been badgering her about making a Key Lime Pie.  She said she'd been thinking about it.  This went on for a couple of days.  Then yesterday she came into my den and sat down at my computer.  I asked what she was going to do and she said she had found a recipe on the Interwebs for Key Lime Pie and it was so simple that I COULD MAKE IT!

Well now.  A challenge like that can't be ignored.  She said it only had three ingredients, she'd bought a ready-made graham cracker crust and she'd even juice the limes for me.

(Actually she didn't get around to that so I had to do it but that's okay.)

So, here's a picture of Emeril Lagasse's Key Lime Pie (as prepared by me.)

Taste?  To die for.  Thanks, Emeril.

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Now, Sunday morning.

You  know how cats love sunshine, no matter how warm it is?  Judy came into the living room this morning and found Blackwell in the only square of sunshine in the room.  And, he seemed to say, "I'm not sharing!"

By the way, my new header picture could be Blackwell but it's not.

A CLOUD

I think there's nothing . . .

  I say aloud . . .

As be-you-ti-ful

  As a great big cloud.

Okay, sunset.  Bring in some color.

Magnificent!

(All photos taken from the passenger seat of a moving car.  Hence some foreground blurriness.)