JamesSavik

I think I was at that show! When I think of midriffs, I am reminded of the half-shirts we used to wear back in the 70s-80s for sports. Noah Hathaway or Boxy from the original Battlestar Galactica(78) or Atreyu from Neverending Story(84) rocking a half-shirt and showing off his midriff. I never missed an episode!

Oh, no. It's miles from hold my beer and watch this. I'm going to liven this up is what a redneck says when he spikes the punch with tequila.

Leave it up to an orange cat to liven your day.

Dat's how my Saints were for years. They were in the same misbegotten old NFC West division with the Fail-cons, Rams, and 49ers (Montana, Young), winning the division was not happening for decades with the storied legend of the 49ers dynasty happening. It wasn't until the late 90s, the Saints were even decent competition. That's why I'm having fun watching perennial loser Detroit building themselves into a competitive team. Your point is well taken about long-term losers like the Browns, Giants, Jets. They all have one thing in common: sub-par offensive lines.

A Dizeny villain lair in the caldera of an extinct volcano: KK (rubbing the Pander Stone) How can we pander to the most people and still make the most horrendous Star Warz movie possible?

I had a nasty bout of that mess after a cold, rainy night game in November. I think it took until spring break for the cough to completely go away.

I thought it had something to do with an irrational fear of bacon.

Encouraging Rednecks to play croquet is courting disaster. Just imagine a bunch of big, drunk good ole boys with mallets and the one called Cletus says, hey Skeeter. Hold my beer and watch this.

Many Native American Tribes have mystical elements in their culture. Seeing an animal in the wild, like a fox, bear or an eagle, all had special meaning.

Nothing is better for the environment than planting trees and cedars smell wonderful. In my part of the country we don’t have spruce, fir or alder that give the forests of the Pacific Northwest their amazing bouquet. I think it’s a good idea to spread cedars around. I plan for one of them to be a permanent outdoor Christmas tree at my house when he grows up. 🌲

My favorite conifer is cedar. I run through a grove of them most days. Lately, it has been terribly dry, and I decided to save about a dozen badly stressed seedlings. I gave most of them away, but still have three from 8 to 32 inches tall in pots with good soil and adequate water. They seem pleased as they have turned a healthy green from a sickly yellow, and they are growing. .

Naw..: I don’t want to get banned.

The only time I have ever heard shrimp called prawns was in Seattle back in the seventies. My brother was stationed nearby so I flew out to ride back with him and we explored Seattle. There in a park was a food truck full of Limeies selling good fish & chips. I had never had fish & chips, so I tried them. Yum! He was also selling prawns and chips, but they weren’t moving as well as you would think. It seems us dumb ‘Mericans didn’t know what they were.

Every Thanksgiving week for many years, I've prepared a Lasagna on Monday. The reason for this is quite logical. I love it, and have been making it for years. In a week dominated by cooking a turkey, how did lasagna become involved? To answer that question, we must travel back in time to a golden age: the late eighties. The family gets together, we have a turkey feast and football. So, before traveling to my parents, I made a lasagna. It's one of my best recipes and it always turns out good. My mother and her sisters, who had the kitchen in a state of disaster, were DELIGHTED at the appearance of the unanticipated lasagna. They put it in the oven and were no longer distracted by having to make lunch or dinner on that crucial Tuesday and Wednesday of Thanksgiving week. This became my Thanksgiving tradition. I always make a lasagna on Monday and it's always a hit. The turkey and all the trimmings are for Thursday. However, smelling all of that cooking makes you hungry. Having lasagna on hand makes the whole thing work. So... happy Thanksgiving. I hope you enjoy a square of lasagna! Think of it as an appetizer.

It ain't metal.

Did someone mention yummy rodents?

I have three manuscripts I maunder through daily as ideas occur and I write and rewrite.

That's Hollywood at it's worst.

Despite Hollywood's complete idiocy on the subject, elder vampyre are not nocturnal. In fact, they need sunlight. It is juvenile vampyre who are strictly nocturnal. They are immature, and the change has not taken hold yet. It takes a few decades before they can handle sunlight.

The modern Southerner is a bizarre dichotomy: on the one hand, he's a truck driving, deer hunting, beer swilling redneck and on the other, he is an educated, modern man who barbecues on Saturdays and worships in the Holy Church of Southeastern Conference football.

Before the advent of RADAR, to see adversaries as far away as possible, battleships had watch officers posted very high above the deck. In the WWI era until the twenties, US battleships had lattice masts with watch standers who could see over the horizon. These lattice-work masts evolved into the tripod style conning towers like the ones aboard the USS Arizona at the time of her destruction. USS Idaho was a pre-Dreadnought style battleship equipped with lattice-masts. USS New York (Arizona's sister) in the thirties. The tripod style conning towers contained spotters range finders, and fire control/direction equipment. The Japanese went a different direction, creating huge "pagoda" style conning towers for their older battleships like the Kongo, Fuso and Ise classes. Of course, after RADAR, those big Pagoda style conning towers made for solid RADAR returns. His Imperial Majesties Ship, Fuso, c. 1943.