Other than re-living the events of Wednesday, I'm feeling much better.
Refreshed.
And just as an apology for the absence of The Friday Funnies this week here's some Goofy advice.
Other than re-living the events of Wednesday, I'm feeling much better.
Refreshed.
And just as an apology for the absence of The Friday Funnies this week here's some Goofy advice.
As 2021 has begun, I feel the need for some breathing space.
The preceding year was an ordeal for all of us and I want to spend some time healing from it and resting my mind.
So I'm putting Oddball Observations on hold and stepping back from the keyboard for awhile.
After 2020 it has to be.
At least we'll still have the Friday Funnies.
I trust most of you celebrated the turning of the calendar page as I did - quietly, responsibly, socially distanced in your own homes.
You may now take the rest of the day off.
Rest, watch a football game if you like, take a nap if you like, have a good meal if you like, finish off the Christmas candy if you like.
Whatever you like, pamper yourselves today and brace yourselves for the year ahead.
It's going to be a bumpy ride!
But always remember to keep laughing!
Here, kitty-kitty . . .
(oh, come on . . .)
It is time once again to change the calendar.
A new year faces us.
Hopefully, it will be better than the dismal 2020.
There is hope but as that old Doris Day song put it:
"The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be"
Earlier this week the skies overhead were a dusky dark gray color as a low front headed our way from dread California.
"There'll be a change in the weather . . ."
"I'm dreaming of a White Christmas . . ."
Those two old songs had their Great Conjunction a few days late but the weather did change a bit yesterday.
Y'say you need a little somethin' to get your Monday Morning in between holidays off to a good start?
I can't think of anything better than a little bit of music from Taj Mahal and Ry Cooder.
(thanks to Sam Sifton of the New York Times for the tip.)