Beyond Left Field

It's a beautiful day in the neighbourhood. *whistles*

Hey folks, if you're looking for me I'm visiting with my good buddy Don at Beyond Left Field. He's asked me to do a guest post gig over there today and how could I turn a good 'ol boy down.

If you don't know Don, let me tell you a little bit about him. If you do know Don, take this with a grain of salt.

I'm not sure why he calls his blog Beyond Left Field 'cause if anything he's just a little right of Attila the Hun.

He lives in Hattiesville, Mississippi where he hangs out with Brett Favre, or his wife, I can't remember which.

He has a sickly room-mate who he's always chauffeuring around to the drug store, the hospital, the doctor's, where America shops - oh anywhere - without one word of complaint.

He's a believer in the institution of marriage but his three ex-wives might disagree on that point.

And he's quite the lady's man, which is why he's living the life of George Clooney.

Oh, yeah, he doesn't go anywhere without his glock.

Don's a funny, funny guy. I visit him every day for a laugh. Well I don't laugh at him. I laugh at his posts. Well, at least that's what I tell him.

And he visits here everyday and leaves some of the funniest comments on my blog.

Here's a picture of Don.

What a cool guy eh ladies.

And here's a picture of his glock.

I suppose some ladies will like Don because he has a big glock.

That aside, drop on over to Don's place today where I'm gonna give you the straight goods - the naked truth, you might say.

The Polka Dot Door

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! You know what happens on Imagination D

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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

30 Days of Photos III #4 Sour

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