FRIDAY FUNNIES

Yup, it's the end of another week.

TGIF.

It's time for the Friday Funnies.

So without further ado, let's look at some pie charts.

(PIE!  I WANT PIE!)

(OR CAKE!)

Warning!  The next one is not P.C.

All right, already, that's enough bliss for this week, right?

Now listen, Gentle Readers, I want you all to have an extraordinarily spectacular weekend, replete with all the pie and cake joy that you can stand.

And never forget to keep on laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

THROWBACK THURSDAY - RADIO DAZE

It's been quite awhile since I've posted a Throwback Thursday missive but this week I was thrust back, back, back to my early days in broadcasting.

You may (or may not) notice a blog link I've posted called "Minot Memories" over on the right side of Oddball under "Others' Observations".

It's a blog about old-time memories of Minot, North Dakota, written by a fellow who happens to be an announcer and a salesman at KCJB Radio in that town.

The other day he had a post that included a list of the top songs from 1974: the top 9 plus 10.

That was a sly reference to the station's frequency, which was 910 on the AM dial.

Well it took me back about 12 years to 1962, when I was the night disc jockey at that station.

I actually got my first experience in commercial radio at KEYJ in Jamestown, while I was going to college.

But my time at KCJB was based on rock and roll radio, or Top 40, as it was known in those days.

These four young men kept the records spinning from sign-on until sign-off.

Yes, the radio stations in those days went off the air at midnight and came on again at 5 or 6 in the morning.

As you can see, I was identified as Bruce Taylor on this Top 40 sheet but I was famous (or as famous as one can be at a small radio station in a small market) as Bruce On The Loose!

There are still people around who remember me with that monicker.

I've lost track of the other three guys, don't even know if they're still gracing the earth but I still remember some of our crazy antics from those early days in radio.

By the way, for music fans, here's the other side of that yellow sheet from above, showing that Ray Charles was topping Elvis Presley . . at least for that week.

Along with record sales and record hops you old timers may spot something else that's no longer around: a Transistor, or transistor radio, about the size of a smart phone today.

CACTI COLOR

The BRD sent some photos of blooming cactus on her patio the other day.

I love the color!

GLAD FOR GLADS

SWMBO and I were surprised (again) by a delivery of a live plant the other day.

It appeared to be just some green stems of some kind of flower but the directions that came with it told us to put in them in the accompanying vase with some water and some of the plant food that came with them.

Only a few days later, this is what we had.

I have since read up on gladiolus plants and can swear to the claim that they make wonderful cut flowers as well as ground plants.

They're a wonderful splash of color in the house.

ARGHHH, MONDAY AGAIN?

FRIDAY FUNNIES

Ah, here it is again.

FRIDAY!

It's my favorite day of the week because I get to tickle your funnybones, Gentle Readers.

It's my particular moment of joy.

Well, not me, exactly.

But wothehell, let's get on with it.

Drink up, my friends.

So while you're all groaning let me take this opportunity to wish you an amazingly bodacious weekend, filled with everything you want it to be.

And always, Gentle Readers, always remember to keep laughing.

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

MIDWEEK ON THE COURTHOUSE SQUARE

Prescott, Arizona has a number of qualities that make it a desirable place to live.

Chief among them is the courthouse square in downtown which may be one of the reasons the city is known as "Everybody's Home Town".

On any nice day people can be seen walking the wide sidewalk that surrounds the county courthouse.

This fellow might have thought there were some deer hunters to be avoided.

It is quite definitely a dog-friendly area.

This fellow had a brace of poodles on leashes.

A young father had a different pet to corral.

Some of the tourists were doing what I was doing.

Though these two were focused on the buildings across the street . . . on Whiskey Row.

One of the visitors enjoying the shade under the trees favored the "off-the-shoulder" look.

Wait a minute!

Is that Bernie Sanders with her?

Oops, sorry, guess not.

Watching over all of this is what we used to call when I was a kid "the friendly gaze of the cop."

Kind of gives new meaning to the expression "I've got your back", doesn't it?

I'll end this tour with a gentleman with the best advice of all.