Opening Stuff:
Hee Hee. Ha ha ha ha. Hardy hardy har-har-har. Hee HEE, HO HA HO! Catching isn't. Now it's your turn... one from your gut. You know the laugh, the one that just roars out and you can't control it. Are you eyes squinting yet? Just start laughing til you fall off your chair on the floor. Look around. Anybody watching you. Yeah, I bet they are. They're probably sittin' there trying to hold in a big blast. You know the kind. The cheeks start to puff...and puff. Puffing...puffing... puffing. And then they just can't hold it in and out it comes. A rocket blast, spit and all. And now they're laughing harder than you are, and you just have to join in to catch up. Then all you can hear is laughs, laughs, laughs, within you and all around you. Go ahead. Just let it go!. Soak it up. It's the best way to start the day.
Just remember as you go through life that at the opposite end of every "send" button is a "delete" button.
The Greece solution is all about screwing capitalism to keep alive the entitlement mentality of Socialism.
To me, Romney looks like a fool in his Southern campaign. The crowds didn't come there to hear him jest about saying "Y'all". Or pandering to their southern roots. They came to hear what's inside his head in his own USA dialect. How what he thinks will bolster their support for him. Great leaders lead by being themselves as opposed to being puppets on the strings of consultants. I think Charles Krauthammer should write his speeches. It would be all over. By the way, I am for Romney, who I believe would be a great president for our times. That's why get so mad when he acts stupid.
It isn't just Romney trying to be not himself in order to get elected, 0-Man does it all of the time, trying to sound hip or blue collar -- finishin' all of those words with unbecomin' "a's" or minus "g's". It just doesn't work, and it is a major irritant to me about Obama. Among lots of other things. And, another note to Presidents: Stop telling jokes unless you're good at it, like JFK. Clinton was terrible at telling jokes. And I wouldn't listen to a joke from Nixon even if it was funny. Actually, after Nixon told a joke it wouldn't be funny any more anyhow.
I'm already tired of the Peyton Manning tour. More and more Americans are getting more and more excited about less and less.
The Question:
Ok...what do you think the following recipe ingredients make: 1 cup butter, 1 cup sugar (Plus a little), 2 eggs, 2 tablespoons milk, 1 tsp vanilla, 2 cups flour, 1 tsp salt 2 tsps baking powder.The Headlines:
--US Master Sergent Alleged Murder Of 16 Afghan Civilians Frays Country's Relations; Is This The Sign To Leave?--China Trade Balence Plunges; Dims Enthusiasm On WS.
--New ABC/WashPost Poll: Romney 49, "O" 47; Santorum 49, "O" 46; Among GOP Leaning Voters On Repub Nominations - Mitt 33%, Rick 29%, Newt 14%, Ron 12%.
--Swiss Voters Turn Down National Referendum To Increase Vacation From 4 Weeks To 6 Weeks; Say It Is Bad For The Economy. Duh.
--Kentucky, North Carolina, Syracuse, Michigan State Top NCAA Seeds.
--Newly discovered Love Letters Reveal Nixon's Sensitive Side. Huh?
Did you see that news item about Dick Van Dyke getting married at 88 to a 46 year old woman! On a similar note, golf analyst David Feherty had to disappoint a gathering by telling them that co-host, golf legend Nick Faldo couldn't make it because he had to attend the birth of is next wife.
How are your brackets coming?
I was reminded over the weekend that one of my early material goals was to live in a Royal Barry Wills designed Cape Cod Style home. Do I still have time?
In case you missed it, you probably forgot all of your ills and worries if you started off the Tids laughing. It's the way it works.
Of course, GW Bush was always himself and people hated it.
I heard a pretty good radio interview Saturday with a guy named Mike Murphy -- "The Deaf Comedian. He told few of his comedy routine jokes "I never really liked Christmas. My parents would give me gifts, like a Walkman without earphones." But this engaging man had a lot more to say to the host Gene Valente. He is trying to lead the charge for Cochlear Implants, and has found it tough going at times, in particular with some deaf groups. He mentioned that at deaf school he saw deaf kids bullying those who had received implants. He went on to say, "I learned all of the tools -- lip reading, signing, but I am so grateful I went to implants. To hear, little things...like driving through an intersection when a fire engine is coming. Or going home at night and hearing 'Hi dad'."
The phrase I just never have and probably never will be able to live up to: "Center of the cup. Hit it firm."
Too much time, or too much media Department:
--How much time is wasted on FaceBook or reading todaystids.blogspot.com? There has to be something better for the minds of America. And safer too. Take the two women who "befriended" each other only to learn they were married to the same man at the same time. Oops! I still don't get FB.
--And, how about about that restaurant review by an 81 year old food critic from Grand Fork ND? She wrote a very favorable review of the opening of the newest, grandest, largest restaurant in that town -- Olive Garden! She posted it on her paper's website, somebody for some reason caught it and it went viral -- 1.290,00 hits viral! Are there that many more people out of work with nothing to do, or is this part of the slowdown of the American workplace. Olive Garden -- that's funny. Hmmm. Viral! Jeez, the Tids are sitting on the edge of virility!
Did you read where the California loonies have legislated a change forcing two private companies -- Coke and Pepsi to alter the formula for caramel colorings. The hysteria of these mindless "Nannies" was based on a lab test that injected mice with a dose of the so-called carcinogenic ingredient equivalent to a human drinking 1,000 cans of soda a day for 50 years. We have to get rid of these people.
Memo to Lindsy Lohan: Saturday Night Live didn't do it for ya.
I'm tying my Springtime TV entertainment hopes to the premiere of the new series "Missing" with Ashley Judd. She has always been good in thriller movies. And this series looks to have the possibility of being a cut above the regular fare. Simple plot, tough woman.
Personally, I think the food critic job is a pretty great gig. They eat at great or not so great restaurants on an expense account, and then pull out the handy-dandy Food Reviewers template and inserts the new data. Have you ever read these reviews? They're all essentially the same -- from Grand Fork to NYC to Providence -- I see the same format, the same style, the same adjectives and even the same inflections Is this some kind of DNA thing?
Almost Near: Chapter 64 continues. --Tucker lifted Rebecca and gently placed her on the bed. Sheila, backed into a corner watched with "what's going on here" eyes. Tucker turned towards her, "don't worry, he said in a quiet friendly manner, She's fine. It was an accident." He pulled back the covers, and gently placed her in the bed. He bent and kissed her on the forehead, and pulled the covers around her. he shivered.
Sheila hadn't moved a muscle, watching the almost ritualistic fascination of her sister by this man she barely knew. He stood and turned towards her. She cringed back. "We're going to see mom now". He reached and took her hand and she obediently followed. Fear had become her guide. They walked into the Living area. You sit here a minute. I'm going to get a band-ade for Beck." He said Beck like she was his best friend. He fumbled around in his luggage and pulled out a band-ade, "See", he held it up for her eyes while slipping a syringe in his pocket. "Just a minute and we'll be going. Beck will be safe here. I know Mom will be very happy to see you." Sheila's eyes softened a bit.
The Answer:
Personally, I wouldn't have a clue, but I imagine many of you knew it was a cookie. But...it isn't just any Cookie --it's an original Girl Scout Cookie back in the days when Girls Scouts actually made them! Happy 100th Birthday Girls Scouts Of America. Here's the rest of the recipe: Cream butter and sugar. Add well beaten eggs, milk vanilla, flour, salt and baking powder. Refrigerate for at least an hour. Roll dough thin an cut into trefoil shape. Sprinkle extra sugar on top. Bake in 375 degree over for 8-10 mins until edges brown. Anybody know what a trefoil shape is?Maybe Girl Scouts is a great way today to get youngsters out of the smart phones and into the world around them.
Yesterday morning to pave the way for the Irish, I pulled out my Waking Ned Davine sound track. Watching the Irish next week is always good for the laugh button, that is if they can ever stop those Danny Boy tears.
Mike Murphy the deaf comedian said, "The deaf really don't like the blind. It's about those sunglasses. Did you ever see a deaf person with earmuffs".
Laughter is the best Medicine. In fact, there are organized "Laugh Groups" which have become great sources of positive therapy for, perhaps parents who have lost a child or are dealing with severely ill child; or people undergoing their own painful treatments for serious diseases. It's quite simple. They come together, sit down and just start laughing. For a whole hour they just sit there and laugh. It's a great kind of an infection.
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