I was never a big radiophile growing up. Probably because the focus was AM radio, and I preferred classical and jazz to rock-and-roll. (My older sister worshipped Elvis, however.)
I did remember my Dad telling me about his youth, having a crystal radio with which he could listen to AM channels in the evening, especially ‘on the skip’. He would then write the radio station and they would confirm what he heard by mailing him a QSL card! (Much as Amateur radio operators do today).
I even have a collector’s book (somewhere) of my Dad’s QSL cards, like from Pittsburgh and Chicago. (He lived in Providence, Rhode Island!)
So, in high school, instead of listening to the Monkees, the Beatles and Herman’s Hermits, I ‘borrowed’ my Dad’s AM tube radio. I connected the foot-long antenna to my window screen, shoved a robe under the bottom of the door (to prevent radio light leakage) and listened to late-night AM radio ‘on-the-skip’, like KSL (Salt Lake City) and WFAA (Dallas)! I remember even hearing some Chicago stations! (I was in the Phoenix area.)
This worked well for a long time – at least until an errant robe sleeve found it’s way into the hallway, and my radio privileges were taken away! 😦
I never wrote away for a QSL card, though.
Now, of course, one may turn one’s cellular telephone into a virtual AM/FM radio, with huge range.
It was a more primitive time.
As with dial telephone land lines, and pre-Internet, the youth will never understand.
I don’t check my weblog spam file very often. (or my email account spam, truth-be-told!)
If I somehow missed a legitimate comment by you, my apologies.
The reason(s) I don’t check: here is a sampling from the current spam listed:
- porn videos
- naked free webcam girls
- If you’re like most of my clients, you want to shine more attention on your Social Media presence.If that’s the case, let me take your Social Media Marketing over the TOP!Our Promotion Packages:
- viagra pills for sale in canada/Online casino & Gambling Industry Numbers Revealed
- Benefits additionally must be redistributed and workers want
to pay attention to the tax and retirement
consequences to getting an unplanned money infusion, it is not really
Yeah, none of that interests me. Especially when the social media spam is a comment on a post from years ago regarding a .44 Special revolver.
Besides, I’m nowhere near Canada!
(With apologies to Sixty Minutes’ Andy Rooney)
Did you ever notice, when a ‘large’ crime, or terrorist act occurs, that The Left immediately (before the ink or blood is even dry) screams to have guns, all guns, some guns, evil-looking guns, ‘high-capacity’ guns, military-styled guns, ‘assault’ weapons, Saturday Night specials, ‘assault clips’ (etc.) BANNED?
Regardless whether or not the aforementioned firearms were even used in the heinous attack?
AND, The Right usually responds by screaming at the Left for their attempts to restrict individual rights, and purchases as many of the potentially banned firearms as possible? And the many gun rights organizations
demand request we send letter of protest and as many dollars as possible to their lobbying arm to thwart the Left’s attempts at restrictive legislation?
(Of course, this doesn’t work as well when the gun restrictions are mandated by executive fiat!)
BUT, rarely does such legislation ever see the light of day(!)
While I support efforts by gun rights groups to help us keep our freedoms, I am reminded that many such organizations would cease to exist (or in the least be downsized) if money was not proffered by us.
Not unlike The American Cancer Society, The Jerry Lewis MD Telethon, Party X, Party Y, yatta, yatta. If we didn’t send money, they would dry up.
But gun rights would not be extinguished.
Because we, as individuals, would have to pick up the gauntlet.
And perhaps that’s WHY they exist – our laziness as individual citizens(?)
Please visit the links on my humble sidebar (or, make an effort to find those with whom you agree on your own!) and join, make a contribution (or contributions). Write letters and emails. Call politicians and bureaucrats!
TAKE ACTION to support those causes near-and-dear to your heart!
Because being an ‘armchair adventurer’ is one thing. Being an ‘armchair citizen’ is something altogether different!
from Bayou Renaissance Man (in part)
Today’s award goes to the journalist(s) and/or editor(s) responsible for this utterly ludicrous headline:
It is, of course, complete and utter bull. Naturally (and I mean that both literally and figuratively) women are, indeed, the only people who menstruate! It can’t possibly be any other way. Those responsible for this absurd headline are stretching reality in such a pretzel-like fashion that it’s grotesque to the point of ridiculousness.
There’s more at the link.
Look . . . if a woman chooses to self-identify as a man, but chromosomally, genetically and otherwise is female to the point that she still has periods, THEY ARE NOT A MAN. THEY ARE A WOMAN. PERIOD. (Pun intended.) Even if the relevant organs are surgically removed, so that periods are no longer physically possible, that won’t change the reality of the situation.
This is political correctness gone mad, and should be treated as such. To do otherwise would be dishonest – and the hallmark of a doofus. It’s as simple as that.
I applaud Peter for his directly addressing the complete absurdity of this concept!
Having said that, I commend the company for (ahem) thinking outside the box (sorry!) to gain a larger market share. Capitalism at it’s weirdest.
As stupid though it may seem.
Hard to imagine what is, or could be next…
(I shudder at the prospects!)
aka what’s in a name?
One way those adverse to the American Constitutional Republic Way Of Life keep replicating their cause is they keep changing their name! And adding additional names to the roster.
Not unlike viruses mutating to stay alive.
Remember the Communist Party of Soviet Russia fame? Well, it became CPUSA here. Then morphed into fellow travelers. (The Black Panthers became the NEW Black Panthers, etc.)
(Were the NEW Christy Minstrels significantly different from the original? Inquiring minds want to know.) 🙂
Communists became Socialists. Which became Progressives. Which infected once honorable institutions like the Democratic Party and the NAACP.
And, yes, the Republican Party, as well(!)
As I’ve oft stated here, it’s all about control.
I used to use the phrase petty power and control, now I’m convinced it’s no longer petty – it’s grand! (and NOT in a good way!)
Brock Townsend brings us this interesting link. To The Revolutionary Communist Party, USA!
It seems THEY were the folks responsible for printing the protest signs used by the protesters
looters criminals present after that Latino dude defended his life against a Black football playing career criminal White guy murdered an innocent Black youth. (links below)
Via Horace “Sent to me by my friend of 20 years now, Bob Conley who retired from active Marine duty in 1969. He served from Iran to Vietnam, among others. He is my idea of a US Serviceman/Veteran, mentally and physically sharp at 84 years. A prostate cancer survivor. A Devil Dog if I ever knew one.”
Grassroots, my A**!
Bet they are connected to those SEIU union folks that bus people around to protests, as well.
‘Workers of the World, Unite’, and all that c**p.
From Ref Desk, one of my daily reads…
Burger King’s Triple Whopper with cheese has an amazing 1,230 calories. Hardies Monster Thickburger has 1,420 calories and 2,770 grams of sodium. Carl’s Jr.’s Double Six hamburger has 1,520 calories and 111 grams of fat. Most people need only 44-66 grams of fat per day, and most of them should come from sources like nuts, fish, and olive oil. – Provided by RandomHistory.com
I love how in their scary facts fat grams are listed in only one of the three examples! Of course, one may extrapolate from the two items previously listed that they, too are not low in fat.
And, these hamburger sandwiches are named – presumably to attract customers – Whopper, Monster Thickburger and Double, respectively.
The Nanny State, in it’s infinite wisdom, has seem fit to force purveyors of food items to provide us – the ignorant public – with statistics and facts regarding the content of their wares.
As if we didn’t suspect a Monster Thickburger was unhealthy for us. Or a dozen doughnuts.
I’d two encounters regarding drones the other night.
One was an episode of Madame Secretary, wherein the female Secretary of State co-opts her own brother to obtain information to locate and assassinate an American-born Isis member.
Via a drone strike in a foreign land.
(I’ve an ongoing discussion regarding this TV show – a friend thinks it’s a stalking horse to put Hillary Clinton in the White House. I disagree. The protagonist is a former CIA officer, married to a religious ethics professor at The War College, who is a part-time NSA guy. Hardly The Clintons!)
The second encounter was a TV commercial showing a drone package delivery (Amazon? – I don’t remember, we have The Hopper and fast-forward through most of the commercials! 🙂 )
Now, I don’t know if this was a planned placement of drones on commercial television to get us used to the idea of them flitting about, or serendipity, or what?
I do remember this administration’s last attorney general not ruling out the idea of drone strikes against American citizens on our own soil(!)
Two drones and The Hopper in one evening? Perhaps it’s just coincidental? Showing us how far technology has advanced?
McDonald’s was never on my radar as a child. We, as a family, rarely did ‘fast food’, and when we did, it was something like Kentucky Fried Chicken (before they stopped calling it fried, as hawked by the REAL Kentucky Colonel!) or Gibby’s Broasted Chicken. I do remember a visit to Dogs N’ Suds, once.
My Dad was one of those guys, who if they had a poor commercial experience with a vendor, never gave them a second chance. He used to often regale us with the tale of visiting McDonald’s Sunstroke Room (because they didn’t have covered, exterior parking in the Phoenix Summers), and ordering a chocolate shake-thin, because he preferred to drink them through a straw rather than eat them with a spoon. He didn’t understand that they had recently begun utilizing an early milk shake machine in lieu of the Mixmaster, making shakes one thickness. Thick. That forever ruined McD’s for him. And colored his later fast-food decisions.
So we got to hear the sunstroke room tale every time their TV commercial appeared. And we never went there.
The first time I visited McDonald’s, I was a college freshman, trying desperately trying to impress fellow freshman Marta B. (a lovely Scandinavian brunette) to
go make out with me study for finals. During an abortive effort to get alone, she asked we drive through. I was unimpressed, mostly because I was a horny freshman, but also because the generic cheeseburger had ketchup, mustard and a pickle chip – of which I was not fond.
It was five years later, when my Dad (who by then knew the franchisee of the dreaded sunstroke room location – the first McDonald’s in Phoenix – then located a little South of the SW corner of Central and Indian School Rd.) got me a job there when I was between ‘better’ jobs.
I worked there almost two weeks. I learned how to prepare their signature sandwiches, fries and shakes, including making them to my tastes. And, that, when when one wasn’t serving a customer or cooking, one was cleaning! That impressed me.
Then, I moved on to another, more familiar, security guard-related job. The McDonald’s moved a little further South, and across the street. No more neon arches. Or sunstrokes. They now had an indoors.
By then I was hooked. After all, I knew how to order my favorite burgers, now. And they had terrific fries.
Life continued. I grew up, got married, became a father. And sometimes took Molly to The Golden Arches. My (then) wife was never a fan, preferring Jack-In-The-Box. (Whom I also like.)
And, somewhere down the line, I got separated and divorced. And McDonald’s began serving breakfast!
I found I liked the sausage biscuits. And hash browns! Breakfast service ending promptly at 10:30 A.M.
Recently, McD’s has begun losing it’s market share. And they’ve made a number of changes to their menu since I was trying to kiss Marta. All in the name of getting back on top of the fast food pyramid.
Finally, they announced October 6 that they would loosen their no breakfast after 10:30 policy and begin serving breakfast ALL DAY! As many of their competitors have already done.
I was thrilled! I needed to run to Safeway yesterday morning, and needed to eat something. A McDonald’s is conveniently just across the street. What time is it? – OH, THAT’S RIGHT – All Day Breakfast!
Alas! It was false advertising. The do have some items from the breakfast menu all day – but NOT the sausage biscuits!
Fooled again by The Golden Arches.
And no Scandinavian beauty to kiss, either!
attention FTC – neither KFC, Gibby’s or Mickey D’s have given me anything. Nor did Marta, and I’m frustrated – GO AWAY!
I had to run an errand (make certain I’d enough funds in the bank to pay my auto insurance! Thanks again for your kind assistance T&K!)
While I was running about I decided to drive-through Dutch Bros. Coffee. (I do also visit that other coffee place, but, Dutch Bros. has openly supported firearms rights of their employees!) There is one just up the block from home.
And I got my usual – a medium Cafe’ Americano (coffee), unsweetened, with extra cream – iced. And, as I had never tried one, a Grandma Ruthie’s Chocolate Chip Muffin Top! (For those who have never tried one, a muffin top is pretty much as described, a large, soft cookie, resembling the top torn off a muffin! YUMMY! (Mrs. Field’s used to also sell her version – delicious!)
I returned home, and leisurely drank my coffee and wolfed-down said muffin top.
Then I read the package labeling.
Although our location has changed, the original recipes and handmade process has always remained the same. We refuse to skimp on the ingredients and will always stay committed to use only the highest premium quality available.
Then, the ingredients (in the fine print)…
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Yep, just like Grandma used to make – If she had been a Monsanto chemist!
Now, don’t get me wrong. It tasted wonderful! And, I’d no allusions that it had been made a dozen-at-a-time in some old lady’s kitchen…
But, the advertising was a little sketchy.
And yes, I will probably purchase another in the future.
FTC – I bought everything mentioned. Go Away!
Back-in-the-day, in a previous lifetime, I was married. And, ‘the wife’ and I, like most young married folk, were poor.
NOT living on the street-out-of-dumpsters poor, but we weren’t yuppies…
And we spent much of our free time off together window shopping. We would adjourn to one of the nicer malls and walk around, people watching, and looking agog at the clean, shiny goods in the various stores.
Most ALL of which we couldn’t afford. It was cheap entertainment.
Now, here it is 35-ish years later. I’m divorced (although my ex-wife lives about 1/4 mile N.E. of me, and we remain friends). And walking long distances on tiled concrete is not something my legs and feet tolerate very well.
SO, as with many other things, I ‘live’ on the Internet!
Now, the nice thing about this (aside from wearing boxer shorts whist ‘window shopping’) are the myriad of shopping locations – Amazon, EBay, L.L.Bean, Brownells, Duluth Trading, Dillon Reloading.
But wait, there’s MORE! (as they intone on late night TV).
WERD and UNCRATE
and DUDE I WANT THAT! 🙂
Now I don’t know which came first – and I really don’t care (nor do I receive anything from them, FTC!), but these carbon copies of each other are wonderful merchants who market to MEN (and like-minded women) all manner of things through their respective retailers.
Subcategories in Uncrate
Subcategories in Werd
Just what every guy with spare funds needs to fritter about a weekend afternoon, purchasing everything from ecofriendly toothbrushes and razors, to rye whiskey and SUVs!
Or, if you are like me, just windows shops…
♫ Everything that’s old is new again! ♫