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Jerry Lewis RIP

By now, most of you have probably heard.

Jerry Lewis has passed.  At age 91.

Like so many comedians/comic actors he had amazing range and talent.  Some Hollywood types are a one-trick pony.  Jerry certainly wasn’t.  Have you seen King of Comedy?

After his split from straight man Dean Martin, it was publicly asked, “What’s Dean going to do?”  😛

My lovely sister was in one of his movies.  The Nutty Professor (the original in 1961) filmed exteriors on Arizona State University campus.  My sister was one of the extras!  Unfortunately, her scenes were cut!  She still adored the man.

Then, there was his long commitment to the Muscular Dystrophy charity.  How giving was this man?

I’ll leave you with this.  When I heard he had passed, I imagined him just like this, sneaking into the Supreme Being’s conference room and pantomiming again, to Count Basie…

Keep ’em laughing Jerry!

Biological Warfare

(from The Feral Irishman)

A person “passed gas” Sunday afternoon on an American Airlines jet forcing all passengers to deplane. The incident caused nausea and headaches and complaints from passengers that they felt “ill”.

Click HERE for the story/
How sad that this reminded me of an incident from my distant past.
I was in Junior High (8th Grade?) in Mr. Procopchek’s Mechanical Drawing class.  We rotated mechanical drawing, metal shop and wood shop each semester.
And, being a shop class, it was all boys.  This was 1964-65.
And, in the middle of class, Phil Cupp cut one.  Seriously long and loud, from the back of the classroom (I almost wrote from the rear! 🙂 )
And the guys began giggling and retching, as the unseen biological cloud of death wafted it’s way toward the front of the class.
And Mr. Procopchek became more and more annoyed, asking us to keep working and to act like adults.
That is, of course, until the cloud reached his desk at the front of the class!
He made a face, cracked the windows, and told us to exit in an orderly fashion for a few minutes…
Seriously.  Chemical warfare or terrorism!
Phil was a classroom god for the next week or so.
It was that easy to impress junior high boys.

Life

It’s a cereal; it’s a board game.  A defunct television series.

It also is what it is.

My favorite line from the James Bond books, is ‘M’ (the head of MI-6, Admiral Sir Miles Meservy) telling Bond when he complains about receiving an assignment change, “Things change, 007.”

M

‘M’

And that might be one definition of Life.  Things changing.

Of course, the best part are the good changes – grand nieces ascending from 6th Grade, and another graduating High School.  Others having birthdays.  A dear friend’s birthdays and their elder daughter getting her doctorate!

The bad?

That dear friend (Bob Hall) being unable to be present for his daughter’s doctoral degree.

Daily dealing with issues regarding aging, illness and finances – both my roommate and I.

Friends, relatives and acquaintances becoming severely ill.  Some almost certainly in their way out, others hanging-in-there, but…?

And some already gone.  More than I ever expected.

Even some leaving voluntarily, but still present.  Apparently, friends no longer.  😦

“Things change, Guffaw.”

I haven’t needed a fictional intelligence department head to tell me.

I already know.

Things are as they are.

This just in. Ray Carter passed this morning.
Puts my whining in perspective.

SHHH…It’s A Conspiracy!

‘Regular’ readers know I subscribe to the Conspiracy Theory of History.  Basically, stuff happens before, during and after an event that the ‘winners’ never bother to write down.

The sausage being made, as it were.

AND IF WE KNEW THE WHOLE TRUTH…

The latest in this meme involves the passing of the Associate Supreme Court Justice Scalia.

Because being a 79 year old overweight man means one couldn’t pass away normally…

died

There is an undercurrent on some blogs, which are conservative and libertarian in nature, that the Associate Justice was MURDERED.  Reports of a pillow case over his head(or head-adjacent)…

Now, I wouldn’t put it past certain elements of the progressive machine to wish such an event to occur, but…

Evidence would be nice.  Something…

(I think someone’s been re-reading The Pelican Brief.)

h/t Facebook

Four Years Ago, Today

markabell2We lost MARK BELL.

My co-worker, shooting student, sounding board, reminder of things good, bon vivant, and loyal friend.

We had just attended Kevin Baker’s blogshoot the previous Sunday, and had spoken on the telephone, yesterday (four years ago – I cannot believe it’s been four years!).

Then his beloved wife Cathy called me tomorrow (four years ago) to tell me he had dropped dead from a heart attack suddenly yesterday.

Having almost lost Walter recently, this may be a little maudlin.

I don’t care.

PLEASE, tell the ones you love that you love them, and hug them, if at all possible.

Because you never know.

R.I.P Frank James

Most of us on the gunnie blogosphere are familiar with Frank James.

Excerpted from his obituary:

Frank published thousands of articles over seven countries during his career as a writer. He published five books and was awarded the Anschutz Outstanding Writer of The Year Award in 1994. He was an expert outdoorsman with a passion for adventure and travel. He also owned and operated farms in the White County area for over 45 years. Frank created the White County Shooting Sports 4H Program and hosted Davidson’s Gallery of Guns on the Sportsman Channel as well as appearing on Gun Stories that airs on The Outdoor Channel.

He was an active shooting competitor, having shot in The Masters International Tournaments and USPSA (IPSC) competitions. He and his wife were longtime members of Palestine Christian Church and he also served on the Wolcott Library Board for several years.

But, most of all, Frank wanted to be remembered as a farmer.

Because he helped feed people.

R.I.P. Frank.  Most of us in the gunblogging world aspire to be like you, personally and professionally.

You will be missed.

h/t Tamara, (I’m sorry for your loss.)

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In Loving Memory…