November 30, 2025
Built a fire in the house fireplace last night and we all snuggled in and stared at the fire for about an hour. No TV, just watched the dancing flames, and listened to the popping sparks of joy.
Yes, it took two empty Amazon boxes for fire fodder to get it going, but once it was going, it was a snuggly thing. Which reminds me of one of the most obtuse and clever band names ever: Three Dog Night, which referred to such a cold night you needed three dogs on the bed to keep warm. One final note: they sure evaporated into nothingness, in spite of several humongous hits: "Joy to The World," "Eli's Comin'" and "One (Is The Loneliest Number)." What the hell happened to Three Dog Night?
Finally got untracked on a new version of the opening of the legendary Ingall's Oklahoma gunfight.
Daily Whip Out Study:
"Don't give up on your dreams—keep sleeping!"
—Old Vaquero Saying
Do you do the laundry, Bob? You should, and then you'd have first access to all the nice dryer lint to serve you as premium first starter/fodder.
ReplyDeleteI got a sack full hanging just outside our utility room, and, yes, I do most of the laundry.
Reuse or recycle cardboard.
It's hard to let the Ringo question die, but let's forget about the suicide or murder question for a second. How do you explain the undershirt shoes, and the cartridge belt worn upside down? Is it believable that a murderer dressed him in such a way as to embarrass him? And if so, what did it mean? Or was Johnny so blind drunk that he puzzled himself into this disgraceful attire? And then in his pecularity, a murderer snuck up on him while he was passed out under the tree and shot him (evidently from a worm's eye view, as the bullet went from lower right to upper left) and then put his gun in his hand? And what about the horse? I'll use a quote from Platoon to end this: "The only thing that can kill Barnes is Barnes."
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