Friday, October 9, 2015


Since so many of you liked a recent post called "Hiding in Plain Sight", here are some more for you.


This first one is tough but if you keep staring at it, you'll eventually get it.

For all of you animal lovers, that's all folks! Have a great weekend and keep grinning!

Thursday, October 8, 2015


The mid-1940's near Williston, North Dakota.

My dad trying to catch a nap.

Me and my cousin Bonnie trying to keep him awake.

Happier days.

For us.

And for Williston, now the epicenter of the Bakken oil field.

Wednesday, October 7, 2015


Yesterday was a wet day in our environs.

Certainly nothing like what happened in South Carolina.

More of a sprinkling than a downpour. 

But a chilly, gray day.

I had a conversation with a checkout lady at the grocery store. 

She said it looked cold outside. 

I said it wasn't really cold, but maybe "coolish". 

She settled on "brisk".

Whatever it was, the couple of days of temperatures in the 60's and 70's must have prompted the BRD to head for the kitchen.

Her skillet cornbread looks pretty darned good.

She said it was yummy.

Let's hear it for "brisk" weather and what it produces.

Tuesday, October 6, 2015


Slim and trim in 1971 at a rental cabin. 

Kentucky Lake.

In . . . . Kentucky, of course.

We arrived after a 300 mile drive from Indianapolis, only to learn we were in a "dry" county. No hootch for sale!

Next day we drove to Paducah, across the county line, and found the biggest, best, most fully stocked liquor store we'd ever seen.

Monday, October 5, 2015


I've always found it amazing how cats can hide themselves simply by lying down on something that resembles their coat.

Apparently dogs also have this gift.

Sunday, October 4, 2015


I should have mentioned in yesterday's post that I have a very good friend who is a breast cancer survivor. I'm very happy to say that she is doing great.

And I should have posted this photo.

That blonde on the right is the BRD (Beautiful Rich Daughter.)

(She says I could probably remove the R from that though she's still doing better than her mother and step-father.)

She was selected by a photographer to model for the YRMC publication, which has been widely distributed.

Her parents are proud.

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I am also proud of our Arizona State University Sun Devils football team for their shellacking of UCLA in the Rose Bowl last night. 

The defeat dropped the Bruins from 7th to 20th in the AP top 25 poll.

The Sun Devils are still not ranked. A mere oversight, I'm sure.

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We had a rain shower here this morning. Nothing like what the East Coast of the U.S. is being hammered with but more is forecast for the next couple of days.

With cooler temperatures, Autumn has definitely arrived.

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Speaking of seasonal changes, I stopped in a big box warehouse store this morning and was a bit startled to see a huge display of Christmas trees and lights.

Today is October 4th.

Next thing you know we'll be hearing about next year's presidential election.


Saturday, October 3, 2015


Those pink ribbons you'll see everywhere this month are a reminder to stop and think.

Today marks the kickoff of Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

According to the American Cancer Society, every two minutes a woman in the United States is diagnosed with breast cancer.

But there are more than 6 million breast cancer survivors worldwide, according to the World Cancer Research Fund International. 

That should give many survivors a reason to celebrate this month.

And to proudly wear their pink ribbons.

This facility in Prescott Valley provides medical services as part of the Yavapai Regional Medical Center.

Friday, October 2, 2015


We begin this week's chapter in our humor anthology with the immortal Berkeley Breathed and his Bloom County, with a tip of the hat to the late Joseph Heller.

With that out of the way, a thought about death.

Then there's the way Phoenix feels this week.

I don't know why I'm thinking of death so much this week unless it's my aching back but . . .

In keeping with my continuing dedication to keeping you safe and notifying you of dangerous threats and how to avoid them, I bring you this:

And while I'm at it . . .

Ah, progress, eh?

All right, it's time for what you all come here for every week - the cats.

Hey, wait a minute, those aren't cats!

Neither are they! (well, they may be meerkats)

C'mon, cats! Where are you??!!!

"Are you talkin' to us?"

A duck's best friend, right?

Well . . . .

I give up.

That's the funnies for this week, folks. Thanks to all my contributors and to those unknowing people I stole from. Have a great weekend and remember, always keep a smile on your kisser.

Thursday, October 1, 2015


This may explain a lot.

"I love the smell of rubber cement in the morning!"

Back in the 60's, the much-commented-on but little-remembered 60's. I wonder why.