tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60336911064289686962024-03-12T21:54:04.790-04:00I Painted My Fridge RedDo your little bit of good where you are, it’s those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world - Archbishop Desmond TutuLarry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.comBlogger113125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-19951564891456400112010-07-18T07:40:00.000-04:002010-07-18T07:40:34.306-04:00Cartoon Time<span style="color: black;">This is fun for the whole family so go get the kids !</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">Smile </span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Let it grow </span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Can't find my way home </span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Willie and the hand jive </span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Get ready </span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Blues power </span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Little queenie </span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Tell the truth </span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Crossroads . </span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">This poster, and a few others had been stored at my Mother's home under a rug.</span> <br />
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>"They're snuffing out the America that I grew up in" - Rep. John Boehner, Pittsburgh Tribune-Review, 6/29/10</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I don't know the America John Boehner grew up in.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I don't know what it's like for a high school graduate to be able to get a union job at a factory and earn enough money to support a wife and kids. I don't know what it's like to be born at a hospital and have my parents rejoice at my birth rather than cower in fear of the bill. I don't know what it's like to have food, clothing and housing expenses constitute reasonable percentage of household income.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I don't know what it's like to grow up as child without fear of gangs, crooked police, and a proliferation of guns and ammo. I don't know what it's like to get a job as a paperboy or delivery boy because those jobs are done by adults. I don't know what it's like to come home to momma or poppa every day because one wage earner can support a family. I don't know what it's like to attend well-financed public schools with well-paid teachers that are the envy of the world. I certainly don't know what it's like to attend an inexpensive private school like John Boehner did because today only the wealthy can afford private school.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I don't know what it's like to have shop class in high school or apprentice programs to learn a trade. I don't know what it's like to be able to simply pick a college, write them a letter, and then attend. One has to hire a consultant these days and I couldn't afford that. I don't know what it's like to have no worries about my parents mortgaging their home to finance my education. I don't know what it's like to get through college without amassing a mountain of debt and ruined credit. I don't know what it's like to have multiple job prospects upon graduation.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I don't know what it's like to look forward to 30 years at one company. I don't even know what it's like to have one profession! I can't even begin to fathom what it must have been like to have an inexpensive, reliable vehicle to go from place to place. Good roads to go from place to place. Inexpensive gas to get from place to place. Public transportation that didn't take 15 percent of a paycheck. I don't know what it's like never having to choose between food and gas to get to work every day.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I don't know what it's like to go to a bank and be offered one type of 30-year fixed rate mortgage. I don't know what it's like not to have to worry about bank fees that cost more than small household appliances. Usury laws. Boy, those must have been nice! There were all those heavy regulations on banks that were in place since the 1930's. John Boehner didn't have to worry about financial crashes during his first 37 years of life because there weren't any. Since deregulation began in 1982, I've had three.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I don't know what it's like to live under a government that looked out for ordinary people. Never have. I don't know what it's like to have a government that did great things like build national highway systems or explore the heavens. Or alleviate poverty in city centers and far-away mountains. I don't know what it's like to never have to worry about the national debt. That's because in John Boehner's America rich people paid taxes. I bet it was really awesome to live in an America that was a net exporter rather than importer. A nation that was a creditor and not a debtor. A nation where the brightest minds and best salaries went into science and engineering rather than banking and advertising.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I don't know what it's like to know there is a pension waiting for me when I retire. I've got to risk it on the stock market or else I'm surely screwed, assuming I'll have any money to save. Maybe if I can overcome 29.9 percent credit card rates, disappearing private sector unions, $100,000 student loans, 15-year adjustable-rate-mortgages, kids at underfunded, inadequate public schools, health insurance that costs more than food, the saving up of the 401(k) and then cashing in of the 401(k) and then saving up of the 401(k) again, maybe I'll just barely have some inkling of the America John Boehner grew up in.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I do know what it's like to have very low taxes. Hooray.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">John Boehner grew up in an America ruled by FDR's Democratic majority. I grew up in an America ruled by Ronald Reagan's Republican majority. The America he grew up is already "snuffed out." I doubt he will ever realize that it was people like him who did the snuffing.</span>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-88142345453298651462010-07-04T11:02:00.000-04:002010-07-04T11:02:06.809-04:00Happy Birthday USA !<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgssj658AatbQuoxLNpKOaA_vwCVdW1muuEyx76aNun7QaCbsQB1RaAYcHCtWJt5vEyXosAdkWyd7NL1Aj7qOtiq5VvsPFtKkrE1ncERmuUfl3EbkfvAJqUopCvPTpb_002mKfTgN-yigsk/s1600/HandHoldingFlag2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgssj658AatbQuoxLNpKOaA_vwCVdW1muuEyx76aNun7QaCbsQB1RaAYcHCtWJt5vEyXosAdkWyd7NL1Aj7qOtiq5VvsPFtKkrE1ncERmuUfl3EbkfvAJqUopCvPTpb_002mKfTgN-yigsk/s400/HandHoldingFlag2.jpg" width="265" /></a></div>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-34574483382412177932010-07-03T22:39:00.000-04:002010-07-03T22:39:49.610-04:00New cat in the neighborhood<span style="color: black;">The cat Shadow took off for better pastures though he does return every several weeks to visit and eat. He must have found a soft touch family up the road and adopted himself to them. My neighbors got a new kitten to keep Stewie company. Their grandchildren named him Sammy. He excels at tail chasing but continues to practice at that ancient art.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"> This is Sammy</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">These are her own words.......I swear to God......</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666;">I know that sooner or later the truth will be out and my legal efforts will be vindicated and probably will be part of history books. I know that the moment one judge order discovery or reverses prior ruling, the hounded will end and many will have an egg on their faces. I might run again in 2012. I might run for Congress or Senate. I have time to decide...I believe in entertainment there is a term “triple threat”, meaning someone who can act, sing and dance. I know I am a triple threat in politics, particularly after I succeed in Obama litigation. I can go to women’s groups and bring my message to them, I can go to Eastern European churches and talk to them in Russian, and go to Romanian churches and Hispanic groups and Jewish temples, where I can speak to them in Hebrew better then Barbara Boxer and Diane Feinstein taken together. If the contest of this election doesn’t succeed, next election is in 2 years. There are congressional races every 2 years, Diane Feinstein will be due for re-election in 2 years. She will be close to 80 years old then. I read about her. She used to be an attorney, married to a surgeon. I am an attorney and I am a dental surgeon.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">This........is what crazy is.......................................................I refuse to believe that 374,000 people....liked what she is about...................NO FUCKING WAY ! </span><span style="background-color: black;"><br />
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<span style="color: black;">From "Morning-A Death" by Vietnam War soldier Basil Paquet:</span><br />
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I'd sooner be a fallen pine cone this winter<br />
In a cradle of cold New England rock,<br />
Less hurt in it than nineteen years.<br />
What an exit! Stage left, fronds waving,<br />
Cut down running my ass off at a tree line.<br />
I'm thinking, as I hear my chest<br />
Sucking air through its brand new nipple,<br />
I bought the ticket, I hope I drown fast,<br />
The pain is all in living.<br />
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<span style="color: black;">H/t to</span> <a href="http://rudepundit.blogspot.com/2010/05/poetry-for-memorial-day-from-morning.html">Rude Pundit</a><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I think that if soldiers and poets reminded us more often of how terrible war is, then there might be less of it.</span>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-13625422394480316452010-05-16T23:17:00.003-04:002010-05-16T23:24:14.292-04:00Let's just go someplace wonderfulAngels.......yes, .....these are truly........the voices of Angels.....the song...Mary...............<br />
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<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/34UYddtwX-o&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/34UYddtwX-o&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-86369428622883809942010-04-12T11:10:00.005-04:002010-04-18T09:26:15.495-04:00Rewriting History And Civil War Memory<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj4A5Iobb7qtCZq1g7dgz5tx8ZAqd53FZz8wB6TFpwkaFxz-1pQ-ExhtPtcNBpUaVNG6ZOHLGCn1kO89xyObJZq5jHPIQpqMjm9szEqHFWa0VPzpi3UiaieA-yqPTXrAWFuiNGWAGgp9gQ/s1600/barbour.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj4A5Iobb7qtCZq1g7dgz5tx8ZAqd53FZz8wB6TFpwkaFxz-1pQ-ExhtPtcNBpUaVNG6ZOHLGCn1kO89xyObJZq5jHPIQpqMjm9szEqHFWa0VPzpi3UiaieA-yqPTXrAWFuiNGWAGgp9gQ/s320/barbour.png" wt="true" /></a></div><br />
<span style="color: black;">This piece by Jon Meacham, editor of Newsweek, in an <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/04/11/opinion/11meacham.html">Op-Ed piece for the New York Times, "Southern Discomfort,"</a> sums up the whole point behind the latest push to rewrite the history of the War Between The States, he writes :</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666;">As the sesquicentennial of Fort Sumter approaches in 2011, the enduring problem for neo-Confederates endures: anyone who seeks an Edenic Southern past in which the war was principally about states’ rights and not slavery is searching in vain, for the Confederacy and slavery are inextricably and forever linked. </span><br />
<span style="color: #666666;">That has not, however, stopped Lost Causers who supported Mr. McDonnell’s proclamation from trying to recast the war in more respectable terms. They would like what Lincoln called our “fiery trial” to be seen in a political, not a moral, light. If the slaves are erased from the picture, then what took place between Sumter and Appomattox is not about the fate of human chattel, or a battle between good and evil. It is, instead, more of an ancestral skirmish in the Reagan revolution, a contest between big and small government.</span><br />
<span style="color: #666666;">We cannot allow the story of the emancipation of a people and the expiation of America’s original sin to become fodder for conservative politicians playing to their right-wing base. That, to say the very least, is a jump backward we do not need. <br />
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<span style="color: black;">Kevin Levin has an always thought provoking blog called <a href="http://cwmemory.com/2010/04/12/mainstream-media-tackles-confederate-history-month-fail/">Civil War Memory.</a> He holds an M.A. in philosophy from the University of Maryland (1994) and an M.A. in history from the University of Richmond (2005). He writes "I started blogging in November 2005 and as of February 2010 have written over 2,000 posts. I blog about subjects related to how Americans have chosen to remember and commemorate the Civil War."</span> <br />
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Thankfully the media circus is beginning to die down over last week’s Confederate History Month proclamation. I ended up watching more of the “debate” on the major news channels than I care to admit. It was downright painful to watch. The most disappointing aspect of it all was the almost complete absence of any professional historians. You would think that the major networks could have mustered up at least one legitimate historian. The closest I saw was a half-way decent interview that Rachel Maddow conducted with Patricia Harris-Lacewell, who teaches politics and African American Studies at Princeton. More often than not the audience was treated to the same talking heads who clearly do not understand the relevant history.<br />
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<span style="color: black;">Another who writes on the Civil War regularly is</span> <a href="http://cenantua.wordpress.com/2010/04/17/comparing-reasons-why-the-cw-was-fought-with-the-tea-party-movement-oh-come-on/">Robert Moore at Cenantua's Blog</a> :<br />
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Frankly, secession and the motivation to fight wasn’t a “grass roots movement”, but was sparked by those who benefited from slavery and saw the voice of the slave states/rights of these states (let’s call it the real threat to States’ Rights) to impact national legislation severely compromised. Furthermore, the common people were used as pawns. There were many a common dirt farmer turned soldier that felt that the conflict was better defined as a rich man’s war, poor man’s fight. I think a fair number of these same common soldiers began to realize with the passage of the Twenty-Slave Law they were much better defined as pawns in the deadly game.<br />
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The use of the tea party analogy shows us even more that some Confederate celebrationists are out of touch with the reality of history, and continue to fail to understand the more complex picture of why Southerners were in the ranks of the Confederate forces.<br />
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<span style="color: black;"><a href="http://cenantua.wordpress.com/2010/04/13/and-then-there-is-the-history-warping-media/">Earlier Moore wrote</a> :</span><br />
What has really happened here is that there have been multiple missed opportunities… to educate responsibly, and spread more understanding of our collective past. Instead of rushing to paste a “boogeyman” sign on the backs of people from history or placing halos over the heads of just as many, we need to get a grip on ourselves and our national history. Like it or not, it ALL has a place in understanding who we are today. In fact, I think what we are seeing is a fine example of why we should have a Civil War History Month in Virginia… not to praise and hate, but to pause, educate, and understand.<br />
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<span style="color: black;">This debate is a constant topic on sites relating to the war and has been for a long time.</span></span>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-59729683023979961552010-03-30T16:15:00.005-04:002010-03-31T21:44:48.457-04:00Fact is, They Can't Have Their Country Back<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbXvEnuhurdvJ_BG75bHIhrR6bYXX6bASWwClwdsdOj7gc5j53ncq-2vCub5sGFKnIcil_XMMPqiqfZaIw4hmuCLJNnkHO8YYI3Rhd3XkoLhyphenhyphenFz5q7xLMVh7m1aYTS1RBQG6VCfkjQU1jH/s1600/jagoff.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454525875484120338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbXvEnuhurdvJ_BG75bHIhrR6bYXX6bASWwClwdsdOj7gc5j53ncq-2vCub5sGFKnIcil_XMMPqiqfZaIw4hmuCLJNnkHO8YYI3Rhd3XkoLhyphenhyphenFz5q7xLMVh7m1aYTS1RBQG6VCfkjQU1jH/s400/jagoff.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><div><a href="http://www.davidmixner.com/2010/03/the-right-constantly-on-the-wrong-side-of-history.html#more">David Mixner </a><span style="color:#000000;">nails down the The anti progressive Right : Constantly On The Wrong Side Of History<br /></span>Mar 29 2010 </div><br /><div>The time has come for the American right wing to pack it up, stop its hatred and end its disruption of American society. They have proven time and time again that they are almost always on the wrong side of history. Time to end the 'lock and load' mentality, lawmakers who have 'targets' semi-imposed over their faces and the new code word for racism and homophobia of "We want our country back." Back to where and to whom?<br /><br />The extreme right record of utter and total failure to stop the march to progress is the reason we should not have to bear their craziness anymore. The record is numbingly clear: They were wrong about Social Security. They were wrong on integrating the military forces under President Truman. They were wrong about McCarthyism in the early 1950's. They were wrong about passing civil rights legislation in the 1960's. They were wrong on Medicare. They were wrong about women rights. They were wrong about 'trickle down economics.' They were wrong about tax breaks for the rich. They were wrong about the war in Iraq. They were wrong about climate change. They were wrong about LGBT rights and they are wrong about healthcare reform.<br /><br />Can you imagine our world if they had been successful in stopping any of the forces for change above? We would have a world with our seniors poor and unable to have healthcare. We would have African-Americans unable to vote. We would see women relegated to being housewives and not leading our nation. All homosexuals would still be in the closet with many having lobotomies, committing suicide and being arrested. The world has become and is still becoming a better place because of progressive legislation and ignoring the calls, shouts and anger to protect the narrow-minded status quo.<br /><br />Fact is, they can't have their country back. Their country is moving forward into a greatness with a richly diverse and exciting population. Their country is still a place that still believes individual freedom and equality for all its people no matter if they are popular or not. As Frank Rich pointed out in his column this week in the New York Times, their country now has an African-American President, a woman as Speaker of the House, a Hispanic on the Supreme Court and a gay man as head of the Banking Committee in the House. Those who seek to end this march into the 21st century simply can't turn back the tides of time.<br /><br />All they can do is make us more divided, pay a higher price to protect the people of this nation, fill the air with anger and make the march of progress a heavier burden. Time for them to realize that for the last 100 years they have been on the wrong side of history. I say to them: Give it up and enjoy your new healthcare and make sure your children are at last getting adequate care. I am willing to bet that in five years every single mindlessly angry voice will be using this new healthcare system and many of them will be saved economically by it. Progress is good. Generosity is appreciated. Intelligence is revered. Get used to it. </div>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-41159599795358703822010-03-23T23:26:00.004-04:002010-03-23T23:40:22.718-04:00It really is a pretty big deal<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWViVykeMdL7ht-2dSwJb0sKUjcAA0isHHCMwdPobo2W-fyvFx200fHmUzTbYzuQW7wAPeDQZ0gCHNm5zZE8fzccq6SNZpQVHxJUhrolHYRnRbXHKXGEFhZpgniHUke6dxIoOJmRn8hkuS/s1600-h/big_fucking_deal_biden.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452038017282054242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWViVykeMdL7ht-2dSwJb0sKUjcAA0isHHCMwdPobo2W-fyvFx200fHmUzTbYzuQW7wAPeDQZ0gCHNm5zZE8fzccq6SNZpQVHxJUhrolHYRnRbXHKXGEFhZpgniHUke6dxIoOJmRn8hkuS/s400/big_fucking_deal_biden.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000000;">What a wonderful day ! Major health system reform for all. Our Vice- President's " This is a big fucking deal", somehow made it joyful. One thing for sure is that the phrase is going to get a lot of attention in the the next few days. I'm think it's great. That's our Joe, he's a gift. This image comes from <a href="http://2politicaljunkies.blogspot.com/2010/03/deal-me-in.html">2 Political Junkies</a>, one of Pittsburgh's best blogs.</span></div>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-81937431116581204232010-03-23T09:15:00.005-04:002010-03-24T11:26:51.333-04:00If Fonts Were Dogs<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijClJkzY7Hh77iHvRWWFBzTKrj3gLsMaRXuNQDlO79eR5IRxMqTLKX-0Mj_HnQ0B34VqnC3SPO-b7Yr5PA5dHnqYclt9LxYJCO561BVY5S3FulL3xzYkVhf6vyMdilxOsTUZJBCbj3G7O5/s1600-h/if+fonts+were+dogs.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451819985121053314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijClJkzY7Hh77iHvRWWFBzTKrj3gLsMaRXuNQDlO79eR5IRxMqTLKX-0Mj_HnQ0B34VqnC3SPO-b7Yr5PA5dHnqYclt9LxYJCO561BVY5S3FulL3xzYkVhf6vyMdilxOsTUZJBCbj3G7O5/s400/if+fonts+were+dogs.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#000000;">I found this at</span> <a href="http://janicemomoko.tumblr.com/tagged/typography/chrono">momoko mashups</a>. <span style="color:#000000;">Happy National Puppy Day, remember there are a lot of puppies in shelters who just want to go home and love you.</span>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-54081464959743921822010-03-08T15:48:00.005-05:002010-03-08T16:01:59.503-05:00Reagan on a fifty dollar bill ? Ok , but only if we can have KISS on a twenty<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMM29qLcxpHXC2HAzknfMaH6Ov9sQJwrHGkS2I9wTJo1Pf4YWsQsd0X-QI4XCCkpsJO5ceATw3KmVQrHrY7DvmF89C6AcAuNeXqaWxBgIS9-L4RvDd00srbqifbdr9tVfJmPFyO0qSZfC4/s1600-h/KissTwentyDollar_thumb.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446371137532347794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMM29qLcxpHXC2HAzknfMaH6Ov9sQJwrHGkS2I9wTJo1Pf4YWsQsd0X-QI4XCCkpsJO5ceATw3KmVQrHrY7DvmF89C6AcAuNeXqaWxBgIS9-L4RvDd00srbqifbdr9tVfJmPFyO0qSZfC4/s400/KissTwentyDollar_thumb.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsWC4s_5F0X0oGLwhyphenhyphen7NENkaLbfQ9EpOv6hK4Xq0cuOYBKSwmUCGsr9Sqr-sN5OFVzPgzaMYqbO-zerLcAxlncBB1RDQAnO45r4cqZXNnfMpElH5Moh5Fmcb7iVUUSzUkhAWQHBYcUiRY8/s1600-h/KissTwentyDollar_thumb.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div><span style="color:#000000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000000;">And maybe Otis Redding on a tenner ? WC Fields on a fin ? Charles Bukowski on a single ?</span></div></div>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-53758707472483539462010-02-27T21:28:00.009-05:002010-03-09T15:06:52.093-05:00Grey skies are gonna clear up, sit on a happy face !<span style="color:#000000;">Yes.......................spread sunshine all over the place.....when you ....sit .....on .....a ......happy faaaaaaaaaaaaaace !<br />Thats my word now. After three separate health incidents so far this year, I am looking for things to get at least back to normal. I would settle for normal. </span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">Seven new inches of snow last night covered all the dirty snow piles, creating again that kind of icy moonscape that is winter here in western Pennsylvania. The birds seem as fat as ever so they must be getting enough to eat.<br />They seem very busy around the creek in my backyard. The Cardinals and the huge Blue Jays add the only color found other than the drab browns and greens. Animation is provided by the the small flocks of gold flecked Grackles, who can pick an area clean of half a loaf of old bread in about 6 minutes. I watched a young woodpecker on the wooden electric pole, pecking around. Poor deluded thing, what do the polite ladies say down south ? " Bless your heart."</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwspOxuvZQVijnTMV25AsN49y8oYvt0O9v2ysuooai3hlEHP-B84i7ajLjIOCFR7kiPhBCFU0WCaygAtSA10Gd3XORKMsr-mkQn1_y_Q79P-zrmy81_gVrnAG7sZSS6BpR46gRII3KL7Xo/s1600-h/Cardinals+Snow.JPG"><span style="color:#000000;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443070047036811442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwspOxuvZQVijnTMV25AsN49y8oYvt0O9v2ysuooai3hlEHP-B84i7ajLjIOCFR7kiPhBCFU0WCaygAtSA10Gd3XORKMsr-mkQn1_y_Q79P-zrmy81_gVrnAG7sZSS6BpR46gRII3KL7Xo/s400/Cardinals+Snow.JPG" /></span></a><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color:#000000;">Obama and the Democrats seem to me to be finally growing a set of Cojonies in their dealings with the lunatic fringe currently operating the Republican party. This and the fact that the infighting / power grabbing going on in that party continues to weaken them and their party of No is finally being recognized for what it is. They show their ass so often and in so many ways.</span> I am encouraged.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9oV8L6ZcXfDMLO69EVxUaJeBHWKWZa1L-2oI2hz8cOIwzkVCtY7hyphenhypheniIEIDSqt5eug9U0Fc60hIa9FXPFJoOzzHVAZJ_lYjJWstnSYrJpsH-siok5O6Cwqf3LUSwRdnTz8DsYZ4QzufzDu/s1600-h/He+cant+be+all+4.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442219751537444194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9oV8L6ZcXfDMLO69EVxUaJeBHWKWZa1L-2oI2hz8cOIwzkVCtY7hyphenhypheniIEIDSqt5eug9U0Fc60hIa9FXPFJoOzzHVAZJ_lYjJWstnSYrJpsH-siok5O6Cwqf3LUSwRdnTz8DsYZ4QzufzDu/s400/He+cant+be+all+4.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ErpiYouVxTM7ibv0-bgDU2M8ePaeW_eYbTGEynfAtqoISIsoo0kGXFlRIoJAXaMTRdIOcg4zzi2qIvC6Dut4XLOeOR42s59jyuFkqEijpBV5k_ERxill28rLfuZP3G0l9a5IKj60lUI8/s1600-h/08.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442219747197390082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ErpiYouVxTM7ibv0-bgDU2M8ePaeW_eYbTGEynfAtqoISIsoo0kGXFlRIoJAXaMTRdIOcg4zzi2qIvC6Dut4XLOeOR42s59jyuFkqEijpBV5k_ERxill28rLfuZP3G0l9a5IKj60lUI8/s400/08.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;">Been watching old movies during my illness (es). From Amazon came a box set ( 100 Mystery Classics, Mill Creek Entertainment, 2008 ) of 100 B movies, all mystery / whodunit type things. I love B movies from the old poverty row studios : Grand National, Producers Releasing Corp, Republic and Monogram. There are some real classics on there though including My Man Godfrey, His Girl Friday, Beat The Devil, The Stranger and Algiers. Actors mostly forgotten now but whose faces and voices were once familiar to millions of people. Many of the characters seem like a cliche now but these folks were the ones who originated the persona. The dithery society matron of Billie Burke,the elegant Franchot Tone, troubled Edmund O'Brien, William Powell who stole every scene in whatever production he was ever in ( see Life With Father or the Thin Man series ). There are many big name actors too, Bogart, Cagney, Eddy G Robinson, Charles Boyer and Cary Grant. All were mostly filmed in the 1930's - 40's, with a dozen or so from the early 50's. It took me a week to watch all of them but with the sinus infection I wasn't much good for anything else. Indeed, after 2 weeks of affliction and 1 week of taking an antibiotic the sinus malfunction still lingers behind my left eye. But hey ............pack up your cares and cheer up, sit on a happy face ............<br /></span>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-30785219671312338102010-02-02T12:43:00.020-05:002010-05-06T00:57:41.397-04:00This is bad......bad, bad, bad.....................<span style="color: black;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433705946175149650" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEhCSFUejE7RZ-uMpWuotJT9v3ecTK0E5lhMnCDZtAgbHG6ZJCn2G17P5qFj35-hb5n40r5Zixy8PyEX0JLgxbpe6ZDUnS_sS8EX0NijQwpehz189RSI4qL8BpW2TIDlX5ZP6HS5chyphenhyphenpRI/s400/Bad+Judgement.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 349px;" /></span><span style="color: black;">Bad Judgement</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivSAuavFzb7gja8tISyr88cCEo_3jJTB1Vkfi3EM0s4081c0mlkVI7rs1FZnH8t6LGI8wXq5q6doJ0kdg18rg9veQ_2bYUMbVghnMlsFq9C0fe9RMxOULqU-z-Rpc_lcfSesXOImV3OySP/s1600-h/Bad+Sports.jpg"><span style="color: black;"><img alt="" border="0" height="246" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433705937168046226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivSAuavFzb7gja8tISyr88cCEo_3jJTB1Vkfi3EM0s4081c0mlkVI7rs1FZnH8t6LGI8wXq5q6doJ0kdg18rg9veQ_2bYUMbVghnMlsFq9C0fe9RMxOULqU-z-Rpc_lcfSesXOImV3OySP/s400/Bad+Sports.jpg" style="float: left; height: 246px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 400px;" width="400" /></span></a><span style="color: black;"> </span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">bad boy</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjez197kIHkR7gLRczPS3zYIMHzZQfZRTr2TkaVY8IM2zZbTX3D6g6eyTY3_41N0jI8p8y_Z7zKtN6XrMkz-f2sWi2zooENboocMhwonC1G6bdst47VMFcA3g7soJNGTBHPkclO4C94iko/s1600-h/Bad+Boy.jpg"><span style="color: black;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433703978708453618" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjez197kIHkR7gLRczPS3zYIMHzZQfZRTr2TkaVY8IM2zZbTX3D6g6eyTY3_41N0jI8p8y_Z7zKtN6XrMkz-f2sWi2zooENboocMhwonC1G6bdst47VMFcA3g7soJNGTBHPkclO4C94iko/s400/Bad+Boy.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 301px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 400px;" /></span></a>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-42380554941323770022010-01-24T11:31:00.009-05:002010-01-25T12:33:30.338-05:00Don't get sick or hurt yourself or get old !<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq49bzS6zC_9VdISSTehhMlrCsL0qLmEYW6PRVmjVF9RB66PAQ-koGH3qSupaEhBS6_2fw7tfZOs1s0kSQE40NhKOdbEVnO4Dawhi7RxjTwrsCszdbodk47A_nSKL99x-QXicNr5h9aMgU/s1600-h/train+wreck.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430728577620166610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq49bzS6zC_9VdISSTehhMlrCsL0qLmEYW6PRVmjVF9RB66PAQ-koGH3qSupaEhBS6_2fw7tfZOs1s0kSQE40NhKOdbEVnO4Dawhi7RxjTwrsCszdbodk47A_nSKL99x-QXicNr5h9aMgU/s400/train+wreck.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#000000;">Don't get sick ! Don't get sick....or old ....or hurt yourself. At best it's a major inconvenience and at worst it will scare you so badly you will do-do in your pantaloons. I blacked out in a public place,yes, it was a bar and yes, it was two o'clock in the afternoon though to be fair I was on my third drink ( my blood alcohol was .03 ). I got an ambulance ride to the Washington Hospital. At the hospital, they offered me no food or water and very little sleep but I had me some tests.........EEG, EKG, stress test, carotid Doppler, some other Doppler, nuclear fluid injected in my blood, CAT Scan and others. They found nothing out of the ordinary. My family doctor said it might have been just food poisoning, something that is much more common than we realize. He says if it happens again though, then there is a problem for him to solve. It's sure not something that I want to happen again and I am still freaked by the whole process. I don't even want to think about it deeply at this point. Be careful out there my friends.</span></div>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-43217777524903567382010-01-02T07:11:00.002-05:002010-01-02T07:15:25.806-05:00Closed Temporarily<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWh9HyhCWrpFlKUT3tVoiVrHkVftg4CDyENX8N_tWxlK8opjpRnP2j8Vqbyqks9HM4KFc_aUmzapsXzTWGtE9FTUd2syVNxnfap_hGx4bONlXzY1SyBn8DrC30IpIG3NAV-HxNQ-nyQwvZ/s1600-h/Blog+Closed+Sign.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422114701897365090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWh9HyhCWrpFlKUT3tVoiVrHkVftg4CDyENX8N_tWxlK8opjpRnP2j8Vqbyqks9HM4KFc_aUmzapsXzTWGtE9FTUd2syVNxnfap_hGx4bONlXzY1SyBn8DrC30IpIG3NAV-HxNQ-nyQwvZ/s400/Blog+Closed+Sign.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="color:#000000;">Closed Temporarily, sick since Christmas Day, Happy New Year !</span>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-23791629316786339352009-12-22T02:24:00.001-05:002009-12-22T02:13:04.488-05:00pics<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU3YPwrjqmU9ooZQaKJuD-y5rfSOS2CCgKmMZIckvtTz2Ml_57DH4ndmiH3EENsxKyeX0uTtZeXFs7V0ZkfxtfhLXmrySRIJAX20bO4kT0cjciBNh3XLMTNLGyl0opUdHSi3ElGSttYG8-/s1600-h/Bulleit+Bourbon2.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-PcGj6MClgTOG3Les3uLhaAZYPsxIUuobWDkcLXIEfWWtsZjY_JGZGWjLvkOfo5NmIRKm5lfd-z7tGKRfTHN4BBlvxQ3QJWd_f88AGFCD4OjTgup31PnUgGm0pr7RJtZgyK-pCdEfwE34/s1600-h/Old+Truck+Brownsville.JPG"><span style="color:#000000;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401788425243471010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-PcGj6MClgTOG3Les3uLhaAZYPsxIUuobWDkcLXIEfWWtsZjY_JGZGWjLvkOfo5NmIRKm5lfd-z7tGKRfTHN4BBlvxQ3QJWd_f88AGFCD4OjTgup31PnUgGm0pr7RJtZgyK-pCdEfwE34/s400/Old+Truck+Brownsville.JPG" /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;"> </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;">These old trucks are in Brownsville Pa. near the railroad yards and an old distillery. </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMMR_HIDUXxjfj-e4vc6p0vxodsBfjhoGsZJKrW8INKqTmTfA1rL0F74q4KwuKT1LsG2DfEBtWiL3920piUvJX-JXL1AhqAYkwDhGWes_MC0ZHeGwVlLhyphenhyphenXhRqq5QzK2Su6RaMxkcgpk9k/s1600-h/West+Brownsville+Oct+2009.JPG"><span style="color:#000000;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401788419235320578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMMR_HIDUXxjfj-e4vc6p0vxodsBfjhoGsZJKrW8INKqTmTfA1rL0F74q4KwuKT1LsG2DfEBtWiL3920piUvJX-JXL1AhqAYkwDhGWes_MC0ZHeGwVlLhyphenhyphenXhRqq5QzK2Su6RaMxkcgpk9k/s400/West+Brownsville+Oct+2009.JPG" /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color:#000000;"></span><span style="color:#000000;"></span><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">About a dozen trains a day run down the main street of West Brownsville as they have done every day for over a hundred years.<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdIKUF1zXufa_QVvezJKLZSHBkTvCIj2WgdPmGdpKR-nCpfKslYWzJmM60bsPb5ZdifjF6-DdjldNwRjmg5uF_BxiRxZ9tZhVFkYG1CGjmDogvuJEeC5By6S1TpgxGV6uhkX4ked6uxS1i/s1600-h/First+Electric+cropped.jpg"><span style="color:#000000;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401788414081039202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdIKUF1zXufa_QVvezJKLZSHBkTvCIj2WgdPmGdpKR-nCpfKslYWzJmM60bsPb5ZdifjF6-DdjldNwRjmg5uF_BxiRxZ9tZhVFkYG1CGjmDogvuJEeC5By6S1TpgxGV6uhkX4ked6uxS1i/s400/First+Electric+cropped.jpg" /></span></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">Kid as kid with first electric. 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I still have the Hag, it has a neck as thin as a straw and plays like butter.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color:#000000;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFSGN_ovJJvi4q7mr9wb0Bh1W01YXjUWX_KETqactHjr2NgcePkBU9neNQ3Bv4WV1C9YdzduwppLp3wY04EsTWLMILFB1GpaV3YphLZK0DomrZYMDovTwbaN38nBBiM2ZSSFSaPrJWqQyX/s1600-h/Bowmans+View.JPG"><span style="color:#000000;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401788415069059362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFSGN_ovJJvi4q7mr9wb0Bh1W01YXjUWX_KETqactHjr2NgcePkBU9neNQ3Bv4WV1C9YdzduwppLp3wY04EsTWLMILFB1GpaV3YphLZK0DomrZYMDovTwbaN38nBBiM2ZSSFSaPrJWqQyX/s400/Bowmans+View.JPG" /></span></a><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">The Monongahela River at Brownsville. 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Here's me and his lead guitar player, Roger Montgomery.</span>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-62189619862777640582009-12-21T12:06:00.020-05:002010-04-27T09:54:17.391-04:00Last Day Of Zappadan - Happy Birthday Frank<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE0_okP1CmlgLJQC-TMSoEVl_pr9S5Lr2Q9fq2KKsVjbddTT5FzhCnLrIrLH2mb3PxBdBd3h_PZJ7_aBols_QosWb6EQFXqSUO5xnivTfaqxnRgzrDjvJTBVu4CsXFoz_7pa66Y_Q0kMb_/s1600-h/Zappa+1969.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417737672488332594" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE0_okP1CmlgLJQC-TMSoEVl_pr9S5Lr2Q9fq2KKsVjbddTT5FzhCnLrIrLH2mb3PxBdBd3h_PZJ7_aBols_QosWb6EQFXqSUO5xnivTfaqxnRgzrDjvJTBVu4CsXFoz_7pa66Y_Q0kMb_/s400/Zappa+1969.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 305px;" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: black;">In the fall of 1969 I was a freshman at Penn State University at State College Pa. Long known accurately as Happy Valley, and was probably never before or afterwards as happy as it was at that time. It was a wonderful place and time in the world. I bought this print on cardboard in town at a hippie store called People's Nation. Most of my stuff has gone by the wayside due to various moves around the country, thieves, two failed marriages and another lady who really took me to the cleaners during her slow slide into the abyss. Somehow this print has always been around, forty years now.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">My friend Gary was a grad student at PSU having graduated from Rutgers. We used to make trips back to Jersey to visit his friends and conduct his business. His business was trading 1000 capsule jars of " black beauty " meth-amphetamines for pot and opium which were taken back to our school for Gary to sell at retail. The speed was provided by a guy called Altoona Mack who broke into pharmacies ( I suppose ) to obtain these pharmaceutical treats so coveted by the sleepy scholars on the banks of the old Raritan. Since it was so close we would go into New York City and do the Fillmore East shows. We saw the Jefferson Airplane, Grateful Dead, Ten Years After, Pink Floyd ( in Quad with speakers around the theater), Santana, and some others I have never heard of since, like Ballin Jack, Great Jones, Illinois Speed Press ( two brothers played harmonizing lead guitars) and others. I don't remember all, it's a bit hazy now. I do remember that one time we had to turn around on the turnpike and return due to a big snow. The concerts we planned on seeing on that aborted trip were the Who and the Mothers of Invention. I've always regretted missing both of those shows. My old head friends here in southwestern Pennsylvania speak in awed and reverent tones of a concert Frank and the Mothers gave at nearby California State Teachers College in 1972. I think it was 1972, as I said, it's all a little hazy. </span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Happy Birthday Frank and thanks again for everything you gave us.</span>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-86711632113459554682009-12-10T22:45:00.010-05:002009-12-21T13:33:05.870-05:00On the Sixth Day Of Zappadan Frank Gave To me ...<span style="color:#000000;">Fifteen words of wisdom......</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdkgRR1rWdNU4AeiWZIwoW9IDD2gfnLQACUGStssmXbg25_y4ScrctWM7ZTfRTGQKV2gpIhwQB8RzoezeF6bVcO7bZ2y-Hs4vrS1dTLckrQS_fNoCaA1rxYeewYYq4CuULHzYD-APrNiRk/s1600-h/zappa.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413820137750984434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdkgRR1rWdNU4AeiWZIwoW9IDD2gfnLQACUGStssmXbg25_y4ScrctWM7ZTfRTGQKV2gpIhwQB8RzoezeF6bVcO7bZ2y-Hs4vrS1dTLckrQS_fNoCaA1rxYeewYYq4CuULHzYD-APrNiRk/s400/zappa.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#000000;">For more on the magic of Zappadan go to</span> <a href="http://fgaq.blogspot.com/">Mark Hoback's Fried Green Al Qaedas here</a>. </span><span style="color:#000000;">or Blue Gal</span> <a href="http://bgalrstate.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-zappadan.html">here</a> <span style="color:#000000;">or</span> <a href="http://www.mockpaperscissors.com/?p=26916">Mock Paper Scissors here</a>.<br />My Zappadan post from last year is <a href="http://larrythekidman.blogspot.com/2008/11/zappadan.html">here</a>.Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-64068184723386600222009-12-04T10:51:00.020-05:002009-12-21T13:32:25.508-05:00Zappadan<span style="color:#000000;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ-2-CraAduD9RVAXXGOtCLvpljYEiZh_lH3IgBHyUrEGK7tgH4rSmlbJFscQ3QHQzpGJn5IWQwlcqNhO4CtLhReZ3qrMEIT0WTLuN57AB5L5OD9IF3LTF77xZeJhbQjCoHkz3HpBiUEhO/s1600-h/obamicon+Zappadan2.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411780909017504674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ-2-CraAduD9RVAXXGOtCLvpljYEiZh_lH3IgBHyUrEGK7tgH4rSmlbJFscQ3QHQzpGJn5IWQwlcqNhO4CtLhReZ3qrMEIT0WTLuN57AB5L5OD9IF3LTF77xZeJhbQjCoHkz3HpBiUEhO/s400/obamicon+Zappadan2.gif" /></a></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;">One can see, reflected in the face of this little child, that Frank's spirit lives on.....</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8D6eUv_6Hc2154PmBt7MDNIlzBsJDnvLBBXONIY5H-41ZWObwY9Bp3YWW9DefFUeN8gjxgeb8r8MhNTNY36Er74tUuaVh2i-2xk2p3ZfdgZlTRisDv-z0GKbS9o_b0NPyjy9l8f1sYvK3/s1600-h/burninghousegirl.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411784304049491810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8D6eUv_6Hc2154PmBt7MDNIlzBsJDnvLBBXONIY5H-41ZWObwY9Bp3YWW9DefFUeN8gjxgeb8r8MhNTNY36Er74tUuaVh2i-2xk2p3ZfdgZlTRisDv-z0GKbS9o_b0NPyjy9l8f1sYvK3/s400/burninghousegirl.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;">For more on the magic of Zappadan go to <a href="http://fgaq.blogspot.com/">Mark Hoback's Fried Green Al Qaedas here</a>. or</span> Blue Gal <a href="http://bgalrstate.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-zappadan.html">here</a> or <a href="http://www.mockpaperscissors.com/?p=26916">Mock Paper Scissors here</a>. Mine of last year is<a href="http://larrythekidman.blogspot.com/2008/11/zappadan.html"> here</a>.Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-50487764948727533532009-11-22T22:21:00.014-05:002009-11-24T11:46:08.324-05:00shitmydadsays - Everyone loves a crusty old man !<span style="color:#666666;">I don't participate on Twitter but I do have this Twitter feed on my Google Reader. Called <a href="http://twitter.com/shitmydadsays">shitmydadsays </a>, it is done by a guy named Justin and it is freakin' hilarious. Read some of the quotes and you might find yourself hooked.</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#666666;">Here is his bio:</span></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"> </span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">I'm 29. I live with my 73-year-old dad. He is awesome. I just write down shit that he says.</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHH-wkDVM7xvXJzAf46Exdt_ghAK8zKwj5x9ImzxnBMgeSv5PxjwCxDV_SY6YhPvPq26tEHTdExe_UO_6f7zpHdup8eZd8_mgRf-TfJP54rd5nnzN4kclhNgiEkz2NBLn3RTp3gIqOoyP_/s1600/dad_bigger.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 73px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 73px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407213913295676434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHH-wkDVM7xvXJzAf46Exdt_ghAK8zKwj5x9ImzxnBMgeSv5PxjwCxDV_SY6YhPvPq26tEHTdExe_UO_6f7zpHdup8eZd8_mgRf-TfJP54rd5nnzN4kclhNgiEkz2NBLn3RTp3gIqOoyP_/s400/dad_bigger.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br />“We’re banned from the dog park. Well, I guess it’s okay to hump, and it’s okay to bark, but both at the same time freaks people out."<br />1:07 PM Nov 21st from web<br /><br />"No. Tell 'em we're not doing Christmas dinner at a casino... Don't be an ass about it, but tell them why it's a fucking stupid idea."<br />12:59 PM Nov 18th from web<br /><br />"I don't need more friends. You got friends and all they do is ask you to help them move. Fuck that. I'm old. I'm through moving shit."<br />11:00 AM Nov 16th from web<br /><br />"A mule kicked Uncle Bob once. Broke his ribs. He punched it in the face.. My point? You have an ingrown fucking toenail. Stop bitching."<br />11:26 AM Nov 13th from web<br /><br />"Son, no one gives a shit about all the things your cell phone does. You didn't invent it, you just bought it. Anybody can do that."<br />10:40 AM Nov 4th from web<br /><br />"You worry too much. Eat some bacon... What? No, I got no idea if it'll make you feel better, I just made too much bacon."<br />12:39 PM Oct 28th from web<br /><br />"The baby will talk when he talks, relax. It ain't like he knows the cure for cancer and he just ain't spitting it out."<br />9:51 AM Oct 22nd from web<br /><br />"You sure do like to tailgate people... Right, because it's real important you show up to the nothing you have to do on time."<br />10:53 AM Oct 20th from web<br /><br />"Just pay the parking ticket. Don't be so outraged. You're not a freedom fighter in the civil rights movement. You double parked."<br />12:59 PM Oct 18th from web<br /><br />"I like the dog. If he can't eat it, or fuck it, he pisses on it. I can get behind that."<br />10:11 AM Oct 16th from web<br /><br />"That woman was sexy...Out of your league? Son. Let women figure out why they won't screw you, don't do it for them."<br />9:10 AM Oct 12th from web<br /><br />"Son, people will always try and fuck you. Don't waste your life planning for a fucking, just be alert when your pants are down."<br />10:41 AM Oct 10th from web<br /><br />"I wanted to see Detroit win. I've been there. It's like God took a shit on a parking lot. They deserve some good news."<br />9:13 AM Oct 8th from web<br /><br />"You're being fucking dramatic. You own a TV and an air mattress. That's not exactly what I'd call "a lot to lose."<br />5:57 PM Oct 3rd from web<br /><br />"Jesus Christ, Just give the dog his fucking food. Why's he gotta do a trick first? YOU don't have to do shit before YOU eat."<br />10:28 AM Sep 30th from web<br /><br />"A scar ain't 13 god damned stitches. I'll introduce you to men with REAL scars, then we'll all laugh at your fucking 13 stitches together."<br />10:57 AM Sep 26th from web<br /><br />"I'm sitting in one of those TGI Friday's places, and everyone looks like they want to shove a shotgun in their mouth."<br />2:56 PM Sep 24th from web<br /><br />"Sometimes life leaves a hundred dollar bill on your dresser, and you don't realize until later that it's because it fucked you."<br />10:38 AM Sep 19th from web<br /><br />"The universe does not give a fuck about you. You are a speck in its shit."<br />3:00 PM Sep 17th from web<br /><br />"Fucking Radio Shack. It's a wonder they even know how to use a bathroom and don't just walk around all day with shit in their pants."<br />12:08 PM Sep 16th from web<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#000000;"></span>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-30507535885574034162009-11-20T14:28:00.007-05:002009-11-21T13:14:16.379-05:00Shadow Brings A Gift That Keeps On Giving<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9hey-yiRcQKkom9WvrleWJpPR2AJnA7cSSpaDalGYlN_A3Vyhj9bx6CJLTP63wHi053c9R7CQRxJXSxPrKP7k68Ej16EEvyrOpQZ9DTyVbduY4X6sG_W2XRCZJoFfkuruAXiLB_Lg129R/s1600/Shadow+Evil.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406270579881472066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9hey-yiRcQKkom9WvrleWJpPR2AJnA7cSSpaDalGYlN_A3Vyhj9bx6CJLTP63wHi053c9R7CQRxJXSxPrKP7k68Ej16EEvyrOpQZ9DTyVbduY4X6sG_W2XRCZJoFfkuruAXiLB_Lg129R/s400/Shadow+Evil.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-cVdYXaRfM8oiSNSP1xbghizO-lVjyVe5R-iFRgZEk0TkFXHw8Hq1bLC7yvgKX8vznnLpmAbdaGn58UFIT-P3oQvGIPuH6teoePsfSjs6saP6QWGzkMY4c6ZaDLd4dfD734YD_gq5gg_k/s1600/Shadow+Devil.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="color:#000000;">Shadow's favorite place is on the lap of anyone who will sit still. I love this cat but the cute little bastard carried fleas into my house a few months back. Thank goodness I was able to get rid of them before they got out of hand.</span> </div></div>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-86585839579961426602009-11-20T14:16:00.006-05:002009-11-23T12:58:36.811-05:00Truck Crossing<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYOIZW78OG2fzb8s4XNNBIVFgObad_DwFt0ce6_7796PhqK-zQQ0GPlA3E-ixR36KKJh1h1pzSI_RpaW4iEZraTWdTZMyiDiAqIbeAaBOiubLrc5R7ijdouTPq-UNKchdVb8f80H4pJT6s/s1600/Truck+Crossing.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406267511717876850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYOIZW78OG2fzb8s4XNNBIVFgObad_DwFt0ce6_7796PhqK-zQQ0GPlA3E-ixR36KKJh1h1pzSI_RpaW4iEZraTWdTZMyiDiAqIbeAaBOiubLrc5R7ijdouTPq-UNKchdVb8f80H4pJT6s/s400/Truck+Crossing.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;">A little excitement outside yesterday. Rain made the hill a little slick and the driver lost control. There's no way they can get that down off there without making more damage. Lucky though, it's about 25 feet straight down to the bottom of the ravine under the left front tire.</span>Larry The Kidmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13484368651867738681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033691106428968696.post-81911707549239471892009-11-11T10:52:00.001-05:002009-11-11T10:55:24.540-05:00Veteran's Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINjxrQYtEfm6PzzDv2oh_eeVKaxGvwqWT5ruTd_zPvLkBnif6gPrV3U87EyXRufosUgTybkfRD7er2pigRENJJGqPUYUQ47C7LeNueho6WMOceOmHWDlCRj1T2aOvh_l8Vso35scNUB3F/s1600-h/vetsday08-lo-1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 251px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267593683664905746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINjxrQYtEfm6PzzDv2oh_eeVKaxGvwqWT5ruTd_zPvLkBnif6gPrV3U87EyXRufosUgTybkfRD7er2pigRENJJGqPUYUQ47C7LeNueho6WMOceOmHWDlCRj1T2aOvh_l8Vso35scNUB3F/s320/vetsday08-lo-1.jpg" /></a>
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<br /><span style="color:#000000;">Bless our veterans. Let us honor their sacrifice by living good lives.</span>
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<br /><span style="color:#000000;">Remember us </span>
<br /><span style="color:#000000;">we were just kids - the most of us </span>
<br /><span style="color:#000000;">not militant, not warriors</span>
<br /><span style="color:#000000;">and certainly not men</span>
<br /><span style="color:#000000;">but trying just as hard as
<br />any can imagine to be so
<br />just ordinary guys
<br />like you
<br />and had we made it home we would be
<br />standing where you stand,
<br />quiet with the thoughts you think
<br />no different
<br />the same</span>
<br /><span style="color:#000000;">just guys
<br />........looking to be home. </span>
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<br />- Poem on <a href="http://www.donnan.com/washmem.htm">The Washington County ( Pa. ) Vietnam Veteran’s Memorial </a></span>
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<br /><p><span style="color:#000000;">My father was a paratrooper in the </span><a href="http://www.ww2-airborne.us/18corps/17abn/17_overview.html"><span style="color:#000000;">17th Airborne Division </span></a><span style="color:#000000;">. He was in the Battle of the Bulge and other actions in Belgium, Holland and Germany . His brother Alex also served in WW II as did five of my mothers' brothers. My Uncle John was a tanker with Patton and earned the Bronze Star with V, the Croix DeGuerre and four bronze battle stars. My stepfather fought at Guam and Okinawa with the army's </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/77th_Infantry_Division_(United_States)"><span style="color:#000000;">77th Division</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">, US Marines on Guam nicknamed them the "77th Marine Division". Another uncle was disabled in Korea. I have several second cousins who are presently in the middle east. I hope they and all the others safely return from the madness men make.
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<br /><span style="color:#000000;">Terry Kelly on taking a bit of time to remember the ones who served.</span></p><p> </p><p>Reposted from 2008.
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