Ron Howard will be celebrating his brother’s 57th birthday today.
I see that Costco has cut Christmas trees for sale again this year. They look like nice trees too — Noble Fir — and a decent price.
But you have to buy a pack of six trees.
Been coughing my way into, through and now, hopefully, out of a URI (Upper Respiratory Infection) the past nine days. Just a cold in layman’s terms I think, but nasty.
Been reluctant to go out much for fear of getting caught in a crowd with a fall-down, bent-over, gagging, turning-blue coughing attack. Finally I decided I would just carry a card to distribute as I recovered my breath and dignity.
MY MOM DIDN’T HAVE ME VACCINATED
God may have given us the 24 hour day, but it took humans to create something even better.
The 25 hour day.
I hope you are enjoying the longest two-day weekend of the year.
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How come there’s no witch emoji?
“Typical memories. But as I recall, the special excitement of Halloween didn’t come from candy or costumes or dark, whispery streets. The overwhelming thrill came from going out of the house at night and wandering freely around the neighborhood with no parents.
“Halloween was a night of incredible freedom.”
NewMexiKen could probably still identify the house that gave away packages of Krun-Chee potato chips when I was a seven or eight years old. And that someone in that same block gave out full size candy bars. Now granted, a full size candy bar in those days cost just a nickel, but “a dollar’s worth” was a common gasoline purchase then, too.
Before I lived in my present kid-less neighborhood, back when the kids would come up to the door and say “trick or treat,” I’d say “OK, I’ll take the trick” and just look at them for a few seconds before dishing out the candy. The little brats would just stare back, dumbfounded and totally clueless about dealing with an unpredictable situation.
I’m lucky I wasn’t arrested.
Harry Houdini died 89 years ago today. From the New York Times obituary, which is well worth reading.
DETROIT, Oct. 31.–Harry Houdini, world famous as a magician, a defier of locks and sealed chests and an exposer of spiritualist frauds, died here this afternoon after a week’s struggle for life, in which he underwent two operations.
Death was due to peritonitis, which followed the first operation, that for appendicitis. The second operation was performed last Friday. Like a newly discovered serum, used for the first time in Houdini’s case, it was of no avail.
Whatever the methods by which Harry Houdini deceived a large part of the world for nearly four decades, his career stamped him as one of the greatest showmen of modern times. In his special field of entertainment he stood alone. With a few minor exceptions, he invented all his tricks and illusions, and in certain instances only his four intimate helpers knew the solution. In one or two very important cases Houdini, himself, alone knew the whole secret.
Houdini was born on March 24, 1874. His name originally was Eric Weiss and he was the son of a rabbi. He did not take the name Harry Houdini until he had been a performer for many years. Legend has it that he opened his first lock when he wanted a piece of pie in the kitchen closet. It is certain that when scarcely more than a baby he showed skill as an acrobat and contortionist, and both these talents helped his start in the show business and his later development as an “escape king.”
From 1869 to 1975, the Federal Vampire & Zombie Agency (FVZA), also known as the Vampire National Guard (Vanguard), was responsible for controlling the nation’s vampire and zombie populations while overseeing scientific research into the undead.