TV Thru The Ages
1950s "Father Knows Best"
1970s "Father Doesn't Know Jack"
1990s "Who's Your Father?"
2010s "What's A Father?"
Observations, rants, etc. from a guy who really gets around.
Here's a quick quiz:
Overheard in the Atlanta Temple:
I love Christ, but I hate Chri$tma$.
Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight, and bull-strong.
(Hat tip to my friend Laura for this one.)
This grew out of a contest in the Washington Pest back in '02. I've added to the list over the years, but I'm too lazy to go back and see if I'd already posted this.
Everything I ever needed to know, I learned at the movies:
It's always interesting, how a couple of random ideas can rattle around in one's head and combine themselves into a whole new idea.
For those who might not have heard, we got one helluva storm come thru the Scenic City Wednesday. Hail the size of tennis balls in the eastern suburbs, straight-line winds in excess of 100 mph, lots of rain, and *LOTS* of damage. Oddly enough, the neighborhood where I live -- sheltered somewhat by a ridge -- got almost no damage. To the south, west, and around to the northeast of me, somewhere around 85,000 homes are without power; 146 power lines down. My power winked out briefly a couple of times, but recovered. Latest casualty count was 67.
OK, so while I was still living in my previous Ward, I was traveling home from downtown one evening when these two quite attractive young women get on. (I'm older, but I'm not dead yet. I noticed.) I think to myself: "Niiiiiice...."
Recently, I had the opportunity to tour the newly renovated Atlanta Temple. It was a chilly but sunny day, and we had a picnic afterward. Notwithstanding my bum knee (I was afforded the use of a wheelchair), the tour was very enjoyable. A more beautiful building than a Temple would be impossible to find.
Please drop those supercilious TV ads. The bloom is off the rose. You were never that much to begin with.
No doubt you've seen those colored lines spray-painted on the streets and sidewalks and recognized right away that some sort of work was going to be done. This afternoon, I finally got a chance to satisfy my curiosity about them.
Having had more than enough occasion to observe American driving habits in Germany, it occurs to me that the average American simply does not understand the German concept of driving. An explanation is in order.
The earliest proto-fork was used by the ancient Egyptians, who worshipped it as a deity. Of course, the Egyptians worshipped darn near everything, so it was no big deal. It was really nothing more than a spoon with a spike on one end and was used for removing snails from their shells. This was far more efficient than those itty-bitty little eviction notices used by the Greeks. It was also used for removing ear wax until that practice was outlawed by the Egyptian Occupational Safety and Health Administration.
....I learned from cats.