It's raining on your site! (@Don: Ha! "Right as rain.")
Cool. I like the new design. And at some point I'm going to have to tune into a soccer game just to see what all the Vulavuzulzala horn thing is all about.
Don: Yeah, I've really been getting the distinct impression this week that the majority of Americans couldn't give a hoot about the World Cup. And I'm not talking about vuvuzelas!
Frank: The new design's just a free blogger design. But I like it a lot more than the old one.
And on the horn thing, I've never before had the sensation of watching a televised sporting event from within a hornet's nest. It's a real buzz! (And it gave me something to write about!)
I know, I know, I know I should have reported in before now. But sometimes real life just gets in the way. I attempted 5 books in November. I say attempted because I slapped a big DNF (did not finish) on Neal Stephenson's Cryptonomicon. I just can't seem to get into this guy. It's the second or third of his I've given up on, Not so the other four, starting with a biography of Stephen Stills called Change Partners. This followed by a hilarious biography of the guy responsible for National Lampoon called A Stupid and Futile Gesture - How Doug Kenney and National Lampoon Changed Comedy Forever. I ended the month reading yet another biography, this one of the man behind Rolling Stone magazine,. It was called Sticky Fingers: The Life and Times of Jann Wenner and Rolling Stone Magazine. A fascinating read. So last month I hit the magic number 50 I'd imagined for myself back in January. If I roll this month into my yearly total I'm at 54 books. And I still hav...
A long time ago, when I was 22, my first child was born. That kid grew up on a little Canadian kid's show called Polka Dot Door, produced by the TV Ontario network. And Dad, more often than not, sat through those shows with his little one. Nine or so years later when a brother, and a year after that when a sister came along number one son was moving on to Knight Rider and The Dukes of Hazzard. But there was a nice overlap where his siblings picked up where he had left off with Polka Dot Door. And Dad was right there to welcome them. So you're looking at a Polka Dot Door veteran. The show began in 1971 and ran to 1993. I didn't watch the full run but I did get in my fair share. The formula was pretty simple. A young male and female host, which seemed to change every week, sang songs, told stories, made crafts and generally did their best stimulate little brains. The show opened as follows... Imagination Day! Oh boy! ...
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Happy Father's Day!
Vuvuzela's torture still reigns effective and hilarious!
*hooooonk*
Sorry, that could get me banned from here, couldn't it?
hee hee
Happy Father's Day to you dear Sir!
Cool. I like the new design. And at some point I'm going to have to tune into a soccer game just to see what all the Vulavuzulzala horn thing is all about.
And on the horn thing, I've never before had the sensation of watching a televised sporting event from within a hornet's nest. It's a real buzz! (And it gave me something to write about!)