Three days of dreary rain have ended for at least one day, and the sun is out and the temperature is tolerable. When it rains heavily in this part of the midwest people get nervous that another 1993 is about to happen. If you do not know what that means, in the summer of '93 we had the worst floods in a century. It began raining in the fall of '92 and rained and rained and kept raining (with a wet winter) till July of 93, when the rivers finally overflowed and washed out the local water plant and we were without water for a month (among other water-related disasters).
Along with that cheerful info, there is news now that Qaeda is planning nuke attacks on NY, DC, Vegas, and four other metroplexes. I assume the Left will start claiming that this is Bush Scare Tactics and nothing is really going to happen. Well, in 01 no less than 19 guys were willing to become jetliner suicide "martyrs," even though a tenant of conspiracies is that no plot will work with that many people involved in it, because someone will snitch or screw something up. Atta and his bunch threw out all the rules and succeeded.
I have not checked with FoxNews yet to see what has happened in the world today. Just went to work and after shopping after work came home and actually have not turned the TV on yet. Looked into Utube and found some around the world music videos--Lebanese belly dancers, some Russians playing the balalaika, and some people playing Bach on accordians. I am truly hooked on YouTube.
This is going to be all for right now. Maybe I will add another posting later this evening. Di di mau!
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Saturday, May 26, 2007
A Saturday Night in May
Not a grabbing title for a blog entry, but so far this has been a cloudy and humid and drizzley and windy weekend, and I have a sore back and leg, and have spent most of the day in a sagbag droop. Old age, I suppose. A poor night for television. Several thousand people have gone to Winterset for the John Wayne centennial fest. AMC has shown today the Duke's strange movie Jet Pilot, in which Duke tries to make a capitalist out of Russian jet pilot Janet Leigh and she tries to make him into a Communist. Duke is an American Icon, even though he must have set a record for making bad movies and his personal life had lows as well as highs, but he was what he was. An article Friday in the Des Moines Register was the story of an ex Marine who followed Duke on a tour of Nam in '66, and out in the boonies a Cong in the bushes actually fired five rounds at Duke and his entourage, and the big guy stood there and kept signing autographs for grunts. So, the Duke at one time actually was fired at in a war zone. While reading the article to a kid I work with I had to explain to him what a Viet Cong was.
Dwayne Hickman turned 73 a couple of days ago. Dobie Gillis got Old. And Karen Valentine, one of my goddesses, turned 60, and the Osmond brothers are going to get together for a show sometime this summer.
I have not mentioned in previous postings that we lost Tom Poston a while back. His death does not seem to have gotten much news coverage, which is a shame, because he had a long career in TV, and any sitcom he appeared in was much better for him being in it. A very talented guy. Miss you, Tom!
I am thinking about breaking my ban on busting my budget by buying books(which have become very expensive) and getting Ronnie Reagan's diaries.
The Mideast mess keeps getting danker and danker, with the Lebanese army now fighting an AlQaeda force hooked with Hamas. And Drudge and other newssources claim to have info that some time this summer the Iranians are going to do Something we will end up fighting them over. I need to get away from youtube and get back to reading online news.
I am getting back into viewing movie videos, which I have not done for several months. Rented and watched The Queen, and The Benchwarmers!! I know that combo must leave my readers gasping, but since it is getting late at night I hope to review both flicks in my next posting. I hope my fans and devotees can stand the wait. My fingers are hitting every other key but the ones I am supposed to be hitting. So, you all take care and have a good Memorial Day. Di di mau!
Dwayne Hickman turned 73 a couple of days ago. Dobie Gillis got Old. And Karen Valentine, one of my goddesses, turned 60, and the Osmond brothers are going to get together for a show sometime this summer.
I have not mentioned in previous postings that we lost Tom Poston a while back. His death does not seem to have gotten much news coverage, which is a shame, because he had a long career in TV, and any sitcom he appeared in was much better for him being in it. A very talented guy. Miss you, Tom!
I am thinking about breaking my ban on busting my budget by buying books(which have become very expensive) and getting Ronnie Reagan's diaries.
The Mideast mess keeps getting danker and danker, with the Lebanese army now fighting an AlQaeda force hooked with Hamas. And Drudge and other newssources claim to have info that some time this summer the Iranians are going to do Something we will end up fighting them over. I need to get away from youtube and get back to reading online news.
I am getting back into viewing movie videos, which I have not done for several months. Rented and watched The Queen, and The Benchwarmers!! I know that combo must leave my readers gasping, but since it is getting late at night I hope to review both flicks in my next posting. I hope my fans and devotees can stand the wait. My fingers are hitting every other key but the ones I am supposed to be hitting. So, you all take care and have a good Memorial Day. Di di mau!
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Stormy Weather in the Spring Evening
Ok, Jordin won American Idol tonight, with 73 million people calling in to vote. I was not impressed with many of the singers, but hope Jordin can keep singing and can make a career of singing. So many singers crash and burn quickly. Paula Abdul broke her nose falling over her dog and was snippy to Simon.
The weather we have been having around the heartland seems to have made everyone grumpy. The last several days have been hazy and hot humid and windy and tonight we are getting noisy thunderbommers, but not much rain. We wanted the sagbag winter to go away, and now that it is gone, we are whining about the hot weather. But we are in shorts and sandals season, so what is there to moan about.
The body of one of the GIs kidnapped in Iraq has been found in the Euphrates river. And apparently Qaeda put out a video that got on ABC news showing the Capitol building being blown up(I missed seeing the bit and perused it on Drudge). The ABC news blog was so full of bizzare comments that one wonders if there is something in the US water system. And much of what was on the talk shows tonight was about a brawl Rosie and Hasselback had about whether US troops were "terrorists." And RO'D slammed Liz for being a Christian.
I found some interesting Utube clips of Stalin, and the big victory parade held in Red Square at the end of WW2 in '45, when the famous scenes of the Russians burning German battleflags was held, and Marshal Zhukov rode a white horse across the square on a red carpet. Very interesting stuff to get to watch. The comments by viewers were goofy stuff, with college kids(?) commenting on whether Hitler or Stalin was the greatest hero in history. And someone has put online a collection of North Korean marching music.
The latest storm session has just rolled in and it is raining noisily.
I am now going to send this rambling posting into cyberspace and then finish watching Raymond (Marie made a sculpture that looks like a female bodypart). So much news-so little time to absorb it all. You all take care. Di di mau!
The weather we have been having around the heartland seems to have made everyone grumpy. The last several days have been hazy and hot humid and windy and tonight we are getting noisy thunderbommers, but not much rain. We wanted the sagbag winter to go away, and now that it is gone, we are whining about the hot weather. But we are in shorts and sandals season, so what is there to moan about.
The body of one of the GIs kidnapped in Iraq has been found in the Euphrates river. And apparently Qaeda put out a video that got on ABC news showing the Capitol building being blown up(I missed seeing the bit and perused it on Drudge). The ABC news blog was so full of bizzare comments that one wonders if there is something in the US water system. And much of what was on the talk shows tonight was about a brawl Rosie and Hasselback had about whether US troops were "terrorists." And RO'D slammed Liz for being a Christian.
I found some interesting Utube clips of Stalin, and the big victory parade held in Red Square at the end of WW2 in '45, when the famous scenes of the Russians burning German battleflags was held, and Marshal Zhukov rode a white horse across the square on a red carpet. Very interesting stuff to get to watch. The comments by viewers were goofy stuff, with college kids(?) commenting on whether Hitler or Stalin was the greatest hero in history. And someone has put online a collection of North Korean marching music.
The latest storm session has just rolled in and it is raining noisily.
I am now going to send this rambling posting into cyberspace and then finish watching Raymond (Marie made a sculpture that looks like a female bodypart). So much news-so little time to absorb it all. You all take care. Di di mau!
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Hot May Night
After the doldrums of winter of 07 it seems that summer is here finally, on Mama's Day. And now people are complaining about How Hot It Is! I like this kind of weather.
In my last blog, relating things that have happened in the last month or so, I did not mention the Virginia Tech massacre. My only contribution to accounts of that tragedy is that it has a number of angles similar to the U of Iowa massacre in 1991(which took place during an ice storm). An unbalanced graduate student from China(his academic status is murky) went crazy and killed most of the members of the astrophysics dept, and at least one secretary, and left a Filipino girl paralyzed. Everyone who know Gang Liu thought he was nuts and hated him, but he was allowed to get through the very advanced program till he did his crime. He killed himself.
Several American soldiers are supposedly being held prisoner by Alquaeda in Iraq after the Qs blew up a convoy which killed several soldiers. That's what I have heard so far about that situation.
The hurricane building up in the Atlantic has fizzled out.
Lord Chesterfield wrote an interesting letter to his son in June, 1751 in which he details the correct way to speak to a King. I haven't read whether W's protocol crew are familiar with Chesterfield's letters.
I have managed to get through the weekend without a lot of TV watching (including Fox News) so I have few comments on boobtube stuff, except that Mike Wallace made a doop of himself trying to interview Mitt Romney and probing the Romneys' sex life and Mormon convictions.
This post is starting to ramble, as it is now 2 a.m. and I have to go to work in a few hours. So, I am going to send this posting out in cyberspace as it is. You all take care, and I hope to have more postings as time passes by. Di di mau!
In my last blog, relating things that have happened in the last month or so, I did not mention the Virginia Tech massacre. My only contribution to accounts of that tragedy is that it has a number of angles similar to the U of Iowa massacre in 1991(which took place during an ice storm). An unbalanced graduate student from China(his academic status is murky) went crazy and killed most of the members of the astrophysics dept, and at least one secretary, and left a Filipino girl paralyzed. Everyone who know Gang Liu thought he was nuts and hated him, but he was allowed to get through the very advanced program till he did his crime. He killed himself.
Several American soldiers are supposedly being held prisoner by Alquaeda in Iraq after the Qs blew up a convoy which killed several soldiers. That's what I have heard so far about that situation.
The hurricane building up in the Atlantic has fizzled out.
Lord Chesterfield wrote an interesting letter to his son in June, 1751 in which he details the correct way to speak to a King. I haven't read whether W's protocol crew are familiar with Chesterfield's letters.
I have managed to get through the weekend without a lot of TV watching (including Fox News) so I have few comments on boobtube stuff, except that Mike Wallace made a doop of himself trying to interview Mitt Romney and probing the Romneys' sex life and Mormon convictions.
This post is starting to ramble, as it is now 2 a.m. and I have to go to work in a few hours. So, I am going to send this posting out in cyberspace as it is. You all take care, and I hope to have more postings as time passes by. Di di mau!
Friday, May 11, 2007
Oh dear, oh dear, I am blogging again at last
Over a month has passed since I have written anything, even though I wrote a posting a couple of weeks ago, but for some reason could not get it published (so much for 21st century technology). So, here is what seems to be becoming the blog of the month instead of the blog of the day or week. Do people still take the time to type blogs, or is Everything a video on Youtube now? No knocking of Utoob; I have found some fascinating videos on the thing, including some great historical videos that otherwise would have no place to ever be shown.
The news of the world has been coming so thick and fast lately that it is getting difficult to absorb it all. In the last couple of months we have had late winter blizzards, followed by heavy rains and floods in the Midwest, and grassfires are still raging in the Southeast, and now Catalina is on fire, and the F5 tornado that smashed a small town in Kansas has gotten a lot of attention, and there seems to be an early hurricane building up in the Atlantic off Florida.
American deaths in Iraq are getting heavier day by day, and a couple of 19-year-old soldiers from Iowa were killed, including a girl from Davenport.
The Mayday demonstrations by Mexican immigrants in California produced a police riot, a small version of the Chicago riots in '68.
A cruise ship off the coast of Greece sank, but 1500 passengers were saved--a reverse of the Titanic.
I suppose that a perusal of the Drudge archives will give one a much fuller account of notable world events of the last month--which I wish I could relate one after the other, but when it comes time to sit down at the keyboard my mind goes sadly blank.
Warm summer weather has finally come to the midwest, which we have been waiting for for several months, after a fairly unpleasant winter.
Paris Hilton is supposed to go to jail in LA for 45 days for driving drunk with a suspended license. She has been getting much more publicity than in a sane world she would have gotten, but Welcome to the ways of the earth. Forty years ago we lived through the years of way too much news about the Burton-Taylor couple, till they finally just wore out their welcome.
From what I can deduce, Jason is the real father of Liz's baby(Jason used a Quartermaine defective rubber), and Spinelli knows the secret, and Tracy keeps talking to Alan's ghost(who is hanging around the Q mansion, and Tony is plotting to kill Alcazar(who is wise to Skye being a snitch.) This is all on General Hospital, to which I becoming addicted within limits.
And Junior Dale Earnhardt has broken with the racecar empire ruled by his stepmother and he is going to be with another racing outfit next year, and he supposedly will have to give up his 8, which is going to drive Nascar googaw collectors crazy, but watercooler gossip has it that he may start using his Daddy's Number 3, which I oppose, because 3 is sacred to the Intimidator, and no one else should ever be allowed to use Big Dale's 3.
And the Queen and Philip came to the US to see the Kentucky Derby and visit Jamestown and the Bush's, and W made a booboo in his welcoming speech in which he made a tongue slip and inferred that the Queen was 200 years old and she gave him a dirty look.
Listen, friends; I am going to terminate this post, and I hope I can have more to write in a day or two. I know you want more, but Mama Rose said to leave'em wanting More, so I hope to get back on a regular posting schedule, so you all take care and be happy as you can. Di di mau!
The news of the world has been coming so thick and fast lately that it is getting difficult to absorb it all. In the last couple of months we have had late winter blizzards, followed by heavy rains and floods in the Midwest, and grassfires are still raging in the Southeast, and now Catalina is on fire, and the F5 tornado that smashed a small town in Kansas has gotten a lot of attention, and there seems to be an early hurricane building up in the Atlantic off Florida.
American deaths in Iraq are getting heavier day by day, and a couple of 19-year-old soldiers from Iowa were killed, including a girl from Davenport.
The Mayday demonstrations by Mexican immigrants in California produced a police riot, a small version of the Chicago riots in '68.
A cruise ship off the coast of Greece sank, but 1500 passengers were saved--a reverse of the Titanic.
I suppose that a perusal of the Drudge archives will give one a much fuller account of notable world events of the last month--which I wish I could relate one after the other, but when it comes time to sit down at the keyboard my mind goes sadly blank.
Warm summer weather has finally come to the midwest, which we have been waiting for for several months, after a fairly unpleasant winter.
Paris Hilton is supposed to go to jail in LA for 45 days for driving drunk with a suspended license. She has been getting much more publicity than in a sane world she would have gotten, but Welcome to the ways of the earth. Forty years ago we lived through the years of way too much news about the Burton-Taylor couple, till they finally just wore out their welcome.
From what I can deduce, Jason is the real father of Liz's baby(Jason used a Quartermaine defective rubber), and Spinelli knows the secret, and Tracy keeps talking to Alan's ghost(who is hanging around the Q mansion, and Tony is plotting to kill Alcazar(who is wise to Skye being a snitch.) This is all on General Hospital, to which I becoming addicted within limits.
And Junior Dale Earnhardt has broken with the racecar empire ruled by his stepmother and he is going to be with another racing outfit next year, and he supposedly will have to give up his 8, which is going to drive Nascar googaw collectors crazy, but watercooler gossip has it that he may start using his Daddy's Number 3, which I oppose, because 3 is sacred to the Intimidator, and no one else should ever be allowed to use Big Dale's 3.
And the Queen and Philip came to the US to see the Kentucky Derby and visit Jamestown and the Bush's, and W made a booboo in his welcoming speech in which he made a tongue slip and inferred that the Queen was 200 years old and she gave him a dirty look.
Listen, friends; I am going to terminate this post, and I hope I can have more to write in a day or two. I know you want more, but Mama Rose said to leave'em wanting More, so I hope to get back on a regular posting schedule, so you all take care and be happy as you can. Di di mau!
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