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10 Dec 2016 Why does it hurt? I happened, quite by accident, to see the "blogs I follow" list of someone I have known and followed for many years and on whose list I always showed up, but I'm not there any more, though I continue to follow her blog and have since the beginning. I am grateful to everyone who follows Funny the World, but I guess there is a sell-by day for old friends. Heck, sometimes I even bore me!
Saturday 9: Snowbird (1971) Unfamiliar with this week's tune? Hear it here. 1) In this song, Elvis wants the snowbird to fly away and take the snow back with her. Have you seen a measurable snowfall yet this season? I've seen the same measure of snowfall we see
every year - zero. In the 43 years we have lived here, it has snowed
twice, only once long enough to stay on the ground for photos, but gone
within the hour. Well, not really. We have flashlight
and jumper cables and gear to change a tire or put on chains, but that's
about it, I think. I don't know that I have ever played in the
snow, except one year where we took the kids to the mountains. Nope. The only natural disaster we have
here is earthquakes (seismophobia), but I don't have that. Well, "anywhere in the world" is silly unless
you are going somewhere close, like Memphis to Denver. If I wanted to
spend the afternoon in London, that's a 12 hour flight., if I wanted to go
to Australia or Africa, the afternoon would be over and I'd still be on the
plane. But if I had a transporter or Tardis, I wouldn't mind going on
an African photo safari before dinner back home again. I wore a uniform from 1st grade through 12th grade. Easy...no decisions about what to wear.
My aunt was apparently the first woman
granted a pilot's license in California. My great uncle (and
godfather) was a champion 6 days bicycle racer. Another great uncle came within
one fight of being feather weight boxing champion. My grandparents
were in vaudeville, and my grandfather was an Irish tenor in a barbershop
quartet.
No problem. Steak. I don't like either caviar or lobster (and the thought of killing a live lobster turns my stomach, though I wouldn't mind having someone kill a Dungeness crab for me! (And BTW, I suspect 5 lbs of steak would be by far the cheapest of the choices)
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