I'm not much of a TV watcher but I do love the
Movie Channel that shows the old movies. My
friend, Joan, watches a daily show called
Jeopardy. (Which I had never watched)
To understand her fascination with this show, I did watch it once and
then I sent her an answer to a category and she told me the right
question. I think it's rather a stupid game but I could learn some
things from the show and Lord knows I could use more of that.
Since my fascination is with old movies, I then sent her 4 answers in
the old movie category. She didn't know any of them. Did I do it wrong?
Category.....old movies
1. Mrs. Wilberforce
2. elderberry wine
3. two youts
4. Wimpole Street
Anyone know the answers?
I grew up in a very small town with one movie theater. During the
depression, the admission price was 5 cents and later, during the war
went up to a dime. It was even difficult to scrape up a nickle but I would
work the skin off my fingers, weeding other people's gardens so I could
go to the movies.
When the war came, my mother always went to the movies with me. There
was no TV then but the movie always had a short, "The Eyes and Ears
of the World," that gave the news. It was so necessary that we try to
keep up with the war news as my father was in the Navy for the full four
years of the war with ships being blown away right under him. When
the news started, a big picture of the flag was shown and everyone in
the theater stood and sang along with the anthem. Tears stained the
cheeks of most people and words cannot tell you how precious that
flag was to everyone. I don't think there was a person in our town who's
life was not touched by that war.
Then we would watch on screen, the soldiers struggle in the mud with
bombs going off in all direcions, of ships exploding and we always looked
with a fervent hope that we never see my father's face in that kind of
situation.
I can't even talk about NFL ball players who disrespect our flag.
WHAT HAVE THEY EVERY DONE, THAT IS GOOD, IN THEIR
LIFETIME? The shame that I feel for them is unspeakable.
WOW that was a trip down a path I wasn't intending to take....it just
got away from me.
Back to a cheery note.....let's hear it for the movies (not for the
Hollywood of today) but for those beautiful old movies and
theaters that are nearly a thing of the past.
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Tuesday, October 24, 2017
Sunday, October 1, 2017
Some Thought Patterns
Hello from my other planet. But seriously,
wouldn't it be grand to have another planet,
like a "vacation planet" to escape the stupidity
that often goes on here?
I have to be careful of what I eat. "Why?" you may ask. Because I used
to be a rattle-brained youth and eat with wild abandon. My selection of
food was poor and now I'm paying for it in playing the game, "save the
teeth." It's kinda like the game shows on TV, just spin a wheel and
hope for the best.
I'm at my juicer much of the time. Actually, you oldies, it's the only way
to go. Juice it and drink it and all those pretty little enzymes start their
jobs. Take parsley for example, because it is extremely powerful, juice
it with mostly carrot.
Here's a story. I was merrily going along for nearly a week on my
carrot/parsley juice recipe. Last Friday I noticed a back-ache, mostly
hanging around on my lower right back. "Ummm, too much heavy
lifting in the yard-work," I thought. I put the hens in and fed the dog
early (thanks to my intuition) because that pain was rising like Andrew,
to full hurricane level. I started to make preparation for a castor oil
pack but could do nothing but stumble into bed and muffle my screams
in a pillow. I never even knew I had a kidney problem but my instincts
told me, this is a kidney stone. Dang, but they do hurt. I did manage
to sleep a little.
Next morning, pain had vanished like buggy whips......completely gone,
and a new vigor flashed through this "once gorgeous" body. (that's a joke,
now laugh). I felt/still feel like I was what? perhaps 25. If I had been
an allopathic aficionado, I probably would have been in the hospital
all drugged up, but I'm not and I won't and I read a lot.
By the way, I don't just drink juice but it is in additon to my meals, just
in case you go crazy and start frantically juicing.
I wasn't even going to talk about my kidney stone, but what the heck,
it evolved and maybe help someone in the same predicament. I'll save
my other "big story" for later. Can you hardly wait?
wouldn't it be grand to have another planet,
like a "vacation planet" to escape the stupidity
that often goes on here?
I have to be careful of what I eat. "Why?" you may ask. Because I used
to be a rattle-brained youth and eat with wild abandon. My selection of
food was poor and now I'm paying for it in playing the game, "save the
teeth." It's kinda like the game shows on TV, just spin a wheel and
hope for the best.
I'm at my juicer much of the time. Actually, you oldies, it's the only way
to go. Juice it and drink it and all those pretty little enzymes start their
jobs. Take parsley for example, because it is extremely powerful, juice
it with mostly carrot.
Here's a story. I was merrily going along for nearly a week on my
carrot/parsley juice recipe. Last Friday I noticed a back-ache, mostly
hanging around on my lower right back. "Ummm, too much heavy
lifting in the yard-work," I thought. I put the hens in and fed the dog
early (thanks to my intuition) because that pain was rising like Andrew,
to full hurricane level. I started to make preparation for a castor oil
pack but could do nothing but stumble into bed and muffle my screams
in a pillow. I never even knew I had a kidney problem but my instincts
told me, this is a kidney stone. Dang, but they do hurt. I did manage
to sleep a little.
Next morning, pain had vanished like buggy whips......completely gone,
and a new vigor flashed through this "once gorgeous" body. (that's a joke,
now laugh). I felt/still feel like I was what? perhaps 25. If I had been
an allopathic aficionado, I probably would have been in the hospital
all drugged up, but I'm not and I won't and I read a lot.
By the way, I don't just drink juice but it is in additon to my meals, just
in case you go crazy and start frantically juicing.
I wasn't even going to talk about my kidney stone, but what the heck,
it evolved and maybe help someone in the same predicament. I'll save
my other "big story" for later. Can you hardly wait?
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