Monday, March 8, 2021
FIRST DAY AFTER
Sunday, March 7, 2021
SECOND SHOTS
Judy and I will get our second shots of the Moderna vaccine for Covid today.
I've been hearing a lot from friends about the side effects they've been having.
As far as I can tell, there is no rhyme or reason for them.
Some people have chills, some have fevers, some people are fatigued and sleep a lot, some have just a slight soreness in their arms and some have no reactions at all.
(I'm counting on being in that last group.)
But mostly the effects seem to last only a few days at the most.
And as one of my correspondents put it, better to be sick for a day or two than to get the virus.
So we will march in like good soldiers and hope for the best.
Judy has a reward for us.
We're going directly from the shot-shooting arena to pick up a take-out dinner from a Chinese restaurant!
Saturday, March 6, 2021
Friday, March 5, 2021
THE FRIDAY FUNNIES
Like a good neighbor, Catalyst is here.
Just when you'd about given up hope, right?
Well I wouldn't let you down.
It's Friday and I'm determined to erase that scowl on your face and replace it with a big, silly grin.
Let us begin.
There!
I hope I've engineered a bit of distraction from your cares and worries for the end of another week.
I have high hopes that you'll all have a wonderful weekend.
And remember: always keep laughing!
Here kitty-kitty . . .
(oh, no-o-o-o-o-h)
Thursday, March 4, 2021
A BEGINNER'S LESSON
Once again I turn the reins over to my spouse, Judy, aka She Who Must Be Obeyed (SWMBO).
💑 💑 💑 💑 💑 💑
Having recently been ordered by a doctor to go to a gluten-free diet, I needed a new kind of cookie.
I searched the Internet for options and landed on a Martha Stewart recipe for "Oatmeal Cookies".
First you use the blender to pulverize some rolled oats to make oat flour.
Done.
Then you follow very ordinary directions for the rest of the recipe.
"Place two-Tablespoon mounds onto parchment-lined baking sheets."
Now if you think Martha is a kitchen goddess you better not read any further.
In the oven the "mounds" flattened and spread until some of the cookies joined each other on the sheet pan.
They looked like brown lace when finished.
Not at all like Martha's neat little bundles.
After handling these I decided they needed something to hold them together.
"Tomorrow is another day."
So the remaining dough went into the fridge for a rest --- for the baker!
The next morning I massaged 3 Tablespoons of gluten-free flour into the dough, placed the "mounds" onto the pan --- and baked them.
Eureka!
They are still "mounds"!
Tuesday, March 2, 2021
ANNIVERSARY
Well, of a sort.
Today marks the 13th birthday of this blog.
I had tried blogging twice before but had given up both times.
No evidence exists of those attempts, at least as far as I know.
So Oddball Observations becomes a teenager on this day, March 2nd.
Here's the proof.
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Monday, March 1, 2021
PLANNED
Upon first sighting the smoke, it looks pretty serious.
Especially when you know the Prescott National Forest lies in that direction.
But it turns out the folks managing the forest have planned it all along and actually set the fire.
It's what they call a prescribed burn, to rid the forest of fuel for an un-prescribed burn later on.
Sunday, February 28, 2021
SPRINGING AHEAD
The mercury in my thermometer is topping out at about 45 degrees today.
And the wind is blowing, as it usually does here in Prescott Valley.
The first day of Spring in the Northern Hemisphere of the globe is still three weeks away, regardless of what your particular groundhog or weather prognosticator predicts.
But that hasn't stopped the blood from speeding up in SWMBO's veins.
Nor of visions of seedlings dancing through her dreams.
So she recently took delivery of a three- (or four-, depending on how you look at it) shelf garden rack.
She didn't order it from IKEA but it did arrive in a small-ish, flat carton with no instructions included.
But she comes from a family of handymen and general contractors which includes a father, a brother and a son to whom assembly instructions are what one consults when all else fails.
So she launched into it and (with my gentle observation that one of the shelves end supports was upside down) soon had it all lashed together.
Friday, February 26, 2021
THE FRIDAY FUNNIES
First of all let me say that I am overwhelmed by all the comments on yesterday's post.
Thank you, all.
But now it is time to put that aside and get on to the real business of the week: lightening the gloom with a dash of good humor.
So stand back and brace yourselves for this edition of The Friday Funnies!
And there you have it.
Now if it's too early to mow in your neighborhood, use all that spare time to have a wonderful weekend.
And always remember to keep laughing!
Here, kitty-kitty . . .
Thursday, February 25, 2021
ThrowBack Thursday
It was about 1964 and North Dakota's own Lawrence Welk was paying a visit to his ancestral home and a big crowd had come to the Bismarck airport to see him.
Among them were my then-time wife and our two sons.
Welk was moving along a ropeline shaking hands but when he came to my little family he absolutely missed my two year old son, Scott, who then began to cry.
Someone made Welk aware and he returned and hoisted the little boy up to calm him.
A photographer for the local newspaper snapped a picture which he later gave to me.
Tuesday, February 23, 2021
ROAD TRIP
I don't know that you could really call it a road trip.
It was more like an afternoon drive.
Which brought to mind golf terms and it would be a short putt compared to a tee-off drive.
At any rate, it was refreshing to get out of the house for an hour or two and see some scenery.
Monday, February 22, 2021
KRIS
I've been lucky.
My health has been relatively good through the years with occasional minor bumps in the road.
I'm still ambulatory as I approach my 81st trip around the sun in a couple of months.
I don't really mind getting old.
Oh I do occasionally think, "ah, to be 30 again!"
But those thoughts are fleeting.
What I DO resent about aging is seeing my heroes getting older and retiring or worse, dying.
The latest shock was hearing that Kris Kristofferson had retired.
Hell, he's just a kid, isn't he?
Well, no, turns out he's gliding toward his 85th birthday later this year and had been in our ears for over 50 years.
Actually Kris retired late last year but the word just hadn't gotten out until a few weeks ago when he confirmed it.
I always liked this next song that Kris wrote for Johnny Cash.
Heck, I think I *lived* this song, back in the day.
There's another old-timer in this video, Willy Nelson, who at 87 is still singing for his supper.
And the last of The Highwaymen as this group was called, Waylon Jennings, died a young man in 2002.
He was only 64.
So, let's give up a hand for Kris and his pals, one more time.
Sunday, February 21, 2021
OH, WOE
I just turned to the web site of the local paper and discovered alarming, saddening, depressing news: the Iron Springs Cafe in Prescott has closed.
Long-time readers of this blog will remember that it was my favorite eating place and I had written about it here and here and here and probably many other times.
Apparently the beloved landmark closed its doors earlier this month.
Another victim of Covid-19?
I can only presume so.
I am sad, very sad.
No more Bloody Caesars.
No more Gumbo.
No more Blackened Catfish.
No more other taste sensations.
No more fun.
If it is forever, R.I.P., and thank you for so many good times.
Friday, February 19, 2021
THE FRIDAY FUNNIES
Wella, wella, wella, young fella, it's Friday once again.
That greeting is for all the rest of my thousands of Gentle Readers too.
I hope your week was amusing.
Maybe not if you didn't live, like I do, in the 1 percent of the United States that *wasn't* frozen solid.
My sympathies are with you.
And to help you thaw out and warm up, here's some humor.
And with that heavenly thought let me wish you all an exhilirating weekend full of warmth and cleanup.
And in spite of your troubles, always remember to keep laughing!
Here, kitty-kitty . . .
(Oh-ho!)