Today's Tids Issue 3,505
Opening Stuff:
Thank
God for Netflix – I got to watch a couple of episodes
of Making a Murderer instead of Making a Legacy.
I
know a person who makes these amazing little chocolate balls.
I think that all people would get along much better if more people sat around focused
on their luxurious taste instead of condemning sugar.
I
think we are becoming a nation doomed to Dorm Room
manners. For instance, dinnerware designers are dismissing plates in favor of
bowls as the prime, and for some, only necessary piece of China. In, fact the
new table setting of the future may only need a fork added to the lonely bowl.
Or perhaps this knifeless, plateless society is a subtle attack on the unwashed
by vegetarians to drive meat eaters back into their caves. But, the carnivores
will win out in the end as we have cornered the market on Vitamin B12. Stay
tuned, more to come as we bring you a featurette on how to eat with your hands while
keeping a white sweater clean.
When
the Repub convention throws it open to all after an
unsuccessful first vote, I nominate for GOP Prez, dark horse Nikki Haley.
These
are the days when I bring my Diet Pepsi’s up from
the garage and put them in the refrigerator to warm them up.
The
Question:
Triple
“Q” Hump day: 1. Who was Richard Moll? 2. Who was the first woman conductor of
the NY Metropolitan Opera Orchestra? 3.
Stephen Foster would not exist in today’s PC world, but he was a memorable
composer who died far too young at 37. Name five of his songs.
The
Headlines:
--Millions Of Americans On Edge Of Chair Awaiting
The Call To Be A Billionaire.
--Investor Community Awaiting Q4 Earnings Reports;
First Out Of Box, Alcoa, Beat Estimates.
--China Situation Calms And Euro Stocks Soar; US
Futures Appear Rosy;Positive Opening Quickly Moves Down To -100 In
Noon Hour.
--Iran Releases 10 US Sailors Captured Yesterday
After Allegations Of Snooping; Demands USA Apology.
--State Department “Discovers” Thousands Of
Previously Undisclosed Clinton Documents.
A
friend of mine just got back from seeing his mother in
Israel. I asked him if he was tense, and in response told me that a bomb had
gone off near him in Tel Aviv a couple of hours after he and his wife arrived.
I asked if it was tense there, and he said yes, people are nervous, looking over
their shoulders. I remember several years ago asking how his mother coped with
living in a world of dangerous turmoil. He chuckled, telling me that it has
been going on for so many years that nobody gives it a second thought. It’s
part of my Mother’s life. But, today, thing have changed dramatically, even for
the hardened long time citizens like his mom. Yes, the world is different, and
the new proximity of threats here cannot be casually dismissed.
I
promised myself that I would layoff Hillary today. I even
get tired of talking about the negativity she inflicts upon my soul. But that
hiatus ended abruptly when I heard her tell a black and minority audience that
the way cops treated minority neighborhoods was a form of terrorism. Is she
nuts! This was in answer to a question about ISIS terrorism which she diverted
to talking about home grown white and police extremists. She’s already beginning
to divide the country. See. I’m basically an ethereal romantic, and the reality
of this woman is blackening my cloud.
Show
me an environmental policeman and I’ll show you a
true terrorist police force.
In
a new effort to stop rising oceans, the environmental
police are showing images of dangerous sea creatures that would keep people on
shore, thus making the sea level lower.
I
am wary of the new earnings report season as many companies
eager to get safely through the quarterly report gauntlet may have saved the negativity
for the fourth quarter.
Who
needs carpet bombing, Department:
Well, it looks like Oregon Folk Singer James
Twyman is going to solve the ISIS problem once and for all. You have wonder why
Iraq leaders didn’t think of singing to the merciless terror group. James is
leaving next week to “serenade the Islamic State, with the intention of
bringing the black clad barbarians powerful message of peace.” Actually, he has
a pretty well organized plan which includes taking him to an Israeli controlled
Druze village, Majdal Shams, from where he plans to set up a venue in ISIS
controlled Territory. The show is set for Jan 31 and he will be joined in
prayer and song by Jewish, Muslim and Christian leaders. The State Department
said don’t go, but he replied, “I have a calling”. Good luck
In
case you missed it, the Wisconsin Interscholastic
Athletic Association (WIAA) has ordered student fans to stop chants like, USA USA,
Air Ball and Overrated because it hurts players feelings. Awww. In North Korea
Fans at games can only cheer or applaud if instructed by The Secretary General
of Spontaneous Reaction. The head of WIAA has sent in his résumé in case the current
chief gets executed for one last hurrah.
Some
are Calling “O’s” State Of the Union a State of Denial.
I
thought he was trying to create a MLK moment that would be
played on the lackey Nightly News Reports every January 12 well into his
retirement. How do you create a legacy
when you have disrupted society? Give them a quote.
I
noticed that 0-Man gave a seat of honor to one of the all
time loser governors who has sent Connecticut from the top to the bottom and
near bankruptcy – Daniel Malloy, the man who single handily drove Connecticut
below Rhode Island. It is called the Debtor Nation Chair and is funded by
taxpayers.
After
Hillary’s lame attempt* to define to a minority group,
“White Privilege”, a wag in response says “White privilege is the honor of
paying for deadbeats and illegal’s who don’t”. (*”Lame attempt” as defined by
Hispanic woman in group looking for an honest answer.)
One
of the most useless endeavors in local life is
reading the opinions of the RI Congressional delegation.
The
Parking Lot: Chapter 41.
Nancy and
Jared changed cars and headed up to Fall River. Beth stayed at the house with
the kids. At the same time a disheveled looking homeless person named Casey
Fulcraft walked along the pretty much barren streets of the old mill section in
Fall River. He repeatedly reached inside his pocket to feel the wad of real
money the good looking chick in Newport had given him to deliver a package. This
was his lucky week. His other pocket was the repository for larger than usual
fifth of vodka. It felt a little more bulky than the usual pint, but it would keep
him going longer and maybe more focused on the mission instead of the next
search for a drink -- as best as he could get focused. Maybe this was the start
of a new career. Maybe the chick needed more favors.
He wasn’t
worried that the woman had told him that he was dead meat if he ran with the
money. That was an incentive he needed to complete a job for the first time in
many years. And, of course the promise of more wads ahead.
As he
turned the corner and approached the big door she described at 155 Plymouth
Street, a truly gruesome looking huge guy stepped out. Casey stopped, reached in
to his booze pocket with a shaky hand getting shakier and pulled out the bottle
for a swig. It tasted real good, and warm. The ugly guy looked at him, but paid
no attention. Thank God he thought. The ape looked up nd down the street, probably
like his mother taught him thought Casey, stepped off the curb and walked to a
chain link fenced-in lot across the pot holed road.
The homeless
currier relaxed. He watched the guy, while feigning drinking more of the
liquid. Finally the goon got in a car, started it and was down the road in
seconds.
The
bottle went back in the pocket and he started the remaining fifty steps. The
steps became more difficult as he closed in on the destination. Maybe he wouldn’t
make it after all. He started looking around for other thugs, feeling his legs
getting heavier. Ten more steps to go, how hard is that. He started breathing hard.
Making an honest living is hard he
thought. Finally he was there. And he found himself breathing easier. He pulled
the box out of his pocket and the taped it to the door just as she had instructed
him. He was amazed that he remembered. Casey smiled, now relaxed, looked around
one more time and took off at a fast pace, fondling the wad of dough in his
pocket, and looking ahead for a comfortable place where he could drink his
reward.
The
Answer:
1.
Richard Moll is best known for playing Bull Shannon, the bailiff on the sitcom
Night Court. 2. Sarah Caudwell was a
dynamic force at the Met podium. 3.
There is no truth to the rumor that Stephen Foster wrote the Washington Redskin
fight song, but he did write 205 songs between 1841 and 1863 during his 37 year
short life including, Old Black Joe, My Old Kentucky Home, Jeanie With the Light
Brown Hair, Oh Susanna, Camptown Races, Old Folks At Home and Beautiful
Dreamer.
Hope
you are enjoying this beautiful, stimulating day. The
snow making machines are cranking I out and that is very good.
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