Well Woodstock happened in 1969 and one of the “protest songs” was song by Country Joe and the Fish. In the late 60's and early 70's there where many protest song.
Just had to share it with you...
Country Joe's Anti Vietnam War Song Woodstock
Saturday, July 9, 2011
One of those songs that stick in your mind
I graduated from high school and one week later I got my draft notice; I was still in the draft before they came up with the lottery or all that other crap.
Well Woodstock happened in 1969 and one of the “protest songs” was song by Country Joe and the Fish. In the late 60's and early 70's there where many protest song.
Just had to share it with you...
Country Joe's Anti Vietnam War Song Woodstock
Well Woodstock happened in 1969 and one of the “protest songs” was song by Country Joe and the Fish. In the late 60's and early 70's there where many protest song.
Just had to share it with you...
Country Joe's Anti Vietnam War Song Woodstock
S.C. Johnson
Oh man not again, I had to go to a Milwaukee newspaper to find out what is going on in Racine.
I’m not going to mention the newspaper names.
I was soooo depressed I had to have a couple of White Russians.
How’s that for an excuse to have an alcoholic refreshment?
Oh I crack myself up.....
I’m not going to mention the newspaper names.
I was soooo depressed I had to have a couple of White Russians.
How’s that for an excuse to have an alcoholic refreshment?
Oh I crack myself up.....
Friday, July 8, 2011
Old Country Buffet. 5:30
I think I will be going if anyone wishes to join me. If someone suggests a better place, I'm there also.
Four for Fridays
Hello everyone! Welcome back to another exciting episode of Four for Fridays! This time live from the boondocks of Northern Wisconsin! Yeah, I'm Up North. Here are some random questions...
1) Hanging the roll of toilet paper, inside or outside?
2) What the most unique or the rarest animal you've seen in the wild?
3) What's your favorite kind of vegetable?
4) Do you consider yourself a handyman or a mechanic?
Enjoy your weekend!
1) Hanging the roll of toilet paper, inside or outside?
2) What the most unique or the rarest animal you've seen in the wild?
3) What's your favorite kind of vegetable?
4) Do you consider yourself a handyman or a mechanic?
Enjoy your weekend!
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Forty
It must have been 1950. Racine, Wisconsin.
Was I nineteen. Was my father sixty
or sixty-one—the age I am now.
It must have been my first car, a Plymouth.
My father never drove, nor my mother.
Only one Armenian family,
as I remember, owned a car back then.
It is evening and I am driving him
to the Veteran’s building for some event
or meeting that he is attending.
We are downtown before I realize that
he is uncertain of the address.
He is used to walking everywhere,
and has become disoriented in my car
(but I don’t realize any of this
at the time). I am being impatient
with him. I don’t like being his chauffeur,
I want to get on with my life, not
be a helpmate in his.
Pull over, he says, reading my thoughts.
Which I do, feeling a little
uneasy, my conscience fighting
with my impatience. But I
pull over. He gets out and quickly
begins his hurried walk—
the walk I will always know
him by, and that I will always remember
when I think of him and think of myself.
He gets out in front of Woolworth’s.
It is dark out, but the street lights
are not on, and I am there, alone
in the semi-darkness,
unable to move, my car stationed at the curb.
And I am there still, watching,
staring at his back as he moves away,
knowing the Veteran’s building
is just three blocks away,
I would call if he could hear me
but he is on his own and alone
as I am
with whatever this is that I am.
--David Kherdian
David Kherdian grew up in Racine. According to his website, http://davidkherdian.com/, he "is an internationally known poet, novelist, and memorist, whose work has been published in 13 languages around the world. He has published thirteen volumes in his acclaimed Root River Cycle, consisting of poetry, memoirs, novels and novellas.
"His biography of his mother, The Road From Home, the sole survivor of her family of the Armenian Genocide, has been published around the world and has remained in print for 26 years."
See also: http://poetrydispatch.wordpress.com/2008/06/14/david-kherdian-nine-thirty-one-forty/
Was I nineteen. Was my father sixty
or sixty-one—the age I am now.
It must have been my first car, a Plymouth.
My father never drove, nor my mother.
Only one Armenian family,
as I remember, owned a car back then.
It is evening and I am driving him
to the Veteran’s building for some event
or meeting that he is attending.
We are downtown before I realize that
he is uncertain of the address.
He is used to walking everywhere,
and has become disoriented in my car
(but I don’t realize any of this
at the time). I am being impatient
with him. I don’t like being his chauffeur,
I want to get on with my life, not
be a helpmate in his.
Pull over, he says, reading my thoughts.
Which I do, feeling a little
uneasy, my conscience fighting
with my impatience. But I
pull over. He gets out and quickly
begins his hurried walk—
the walk I will always know
him by, and that I will always remember
when I think of him and think of myself.
He gets out in front of Woolworth’s.
It is dark out, but the street lights
are not on, and I am there, alone
in the semi-darkness,
unable to move, my car stationed at the curb.
And I am there still, watching,
staring at his back as he moves away,
knowing the Veteran’s building
is just three blocks away,
I would call if he could hear me
but he is on his own and alone
as I am
with whatever this is that I am.
--David Kherdian
"His biography of his mother, The Road From Home, the sole survivor of her family of the Armenian Genocide, has been published around the world and has remained in print for 26 years."
See also: http://poetrydispatch.wordpress.com/2008/06/14/david-kherdian-nine-thirty-one-forty/
3-D Printer
This is unreal, talk about things of the future a 3-D Printer
3-D Pinter
KK,you buy me one for my birthday?
3-D Pinter
KK,you buy me one for my birthday?
Your Bias Blind Spot
Fun discussion of bias...don't worry, he doesn't hit hot spot politics for his examples.
Miller Park sales-tax collections jump
Although the economy is still struggling, the Miller Park stadium district just received the largest June sales-tax distribution in its short history.
The June sales-tax distribution -- which actually represents collections from April -- totaled $2.48 million. That is 17.7% higher than last June's distribution and is the largest June collection ever.
The 0.1% sales tax is collected in Washington, Ozaukee, Milwaukee, Racine and Waukesha counties. The tax has been collected since 1996 and has been used for the construction and financing of Miller Park.
With the receipt of the June sales-tax distribution, the district has received $12.6 million in total tax distributions so far this year. That exceeds the district's projection by more than $875,000.Click here to See the full article at JSOnline
When this tax was added it was suppose to help out with the quality of life for the counties which have to pay it.
To date no one can show what it is doing for Racine or any of the other counties.
Business where suppose to grow thus increasing employment...never happened. Hotels where suppose to increase in business due to people going to watch the games, no one can prove it has. Local grocery stores were suppose to be selling more of their wares, no one can prove it. And the list goes on.
There are a lot of people, who do not mind paying the tax and a lot who despise it, I for one HATE it, it is totally wrong I should have to pay for a private business!
So to cure the problem, when you go to ‘check out’ everywhere you are shopping, you should be given the choice, “to pay or not to pay the tax”!
The June sales-tax distribution -- which actually represents collections from April -- totaled $2.48 million. That is 17.7% higher than last June's distribution and is the largest June collection ever.
The 0.1% sales tax is collected in Washington, Ozaukee, Milwaukee, Racine and Waukesha counties. The tax has been collected since 1996 and has been used for the construction and financing of Miller Park.
With the receipt of the June sales-tax distribution, the district has received $12.6 million in total tax distributions so far this year. That exceeds the district's projection by more than $875,000.Click here to See the full article at JSOnline
When this tax was added it was suppose to help out with the quality of life for the counties which have to pay it.
To date no one can show what it is doing for Racine or any of the other counties.
Business where suppose to grow thus increasing employment...never happened. Hotels where suppose to increase in business due to people going to watch the games, no one can prove it has. Local grocery stores were suppose to be selling more of their wares, no one can prove it. And the list goes on.
There are a lot of people, who do not mind paying the tax and a lot who despise it, I for one HATE it, it is totally wrong I should have to pay for a private business!
So to cure the problem, when you go to ‘check out’ everywhere you are shopping, you should be given the choice, “to pay or not to pay the tax”!
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
The Fireworks...
For those who missed the fireworks this year, here are some pics taken from by the lighthouse...
I kind of liked seeing the Racine skyline and the reflection on the water. It gives a surreal feeling. So does seeing the lighthouse at night....
I kind of liked seeing the Racine skyline and the reflection on the water. It gives a surreal feeling. So does seeing the lighthouse at night....
Word of the Day: Haboob
Massive haboob here last night. Didn't hit Tucson, although it started just north of here and went all the way to Phoenix. A haboob is a massive dust storm (we got a nice thunderstorm here last night). Lots of great video on the web...this is real and not a Jerry Bruckheimer/Michael Bay production.
Many of us are of the age where we might remember a historical haboob from our younger days. During the Iranian hostage crisis, the U.S. staged a failed rescue attempt. They encountered a haboob. One helicopter turned back and another crashed contributing to the failure of the mission. I had a paper route at the time and took to reading the paper every day at the tender age of 12. I remember getting the papers and seeing the headline that morning...and that's the day I learned one of my favorite words...haboob.
Many of us are of the age where we might remember a historical haboob from our younger days. During the Iranian hostage crisis, the U.S. staged a failed rescue attempt. They encountered a haboob. One helicopter turned back and another crashed contributing to the failure of the mission. I had a paper route at the time and took to reading the paper every day at the tender age of 12. I remember getting the papers and seeing the headline that morning...and that's the day I learned one of my favorite words...haboob.
White Deer and Fawn
"Hello, I thought you may be interested in posting my pictures of the white deer. I was at my cabin getting away from it all and while fishing I would see this deer and her fawn almost every day.
"Thanks, Bill Bielefeldt"
"I forgot to mention that the photos were taken on lake Gilmore and I think it is in Onieada county".
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Edit: if you want copies of all 20 pictures of the deer and fawn, send an email to: thesheriff@jtirregulars.com.
"Thanks, Bill Bielefeldt"
"I forgot to mention that the photos were taken on lake Gilmore and I think it is in Onieada county".
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Edit: if you want copies of all 20 pictures of the deer and fawn, send an email to: thesheriff@jtirregulars.com.
Wednesday morning grin
ONCE IN THE 1820'S...
Once, in the 1820's, a little boy called Sam was
playing in the yard behind his house. During his
pretend fighting game, he knocked over the outhouse.
Now Sam was upset and worried that he would get into
trouble so he ran into the woods and didn't come out
until after got dark. When he arrived back home, his
pappy was waiting for him. He asked suspiciously,
"Son, did you knock over the outhouse this afternoon?"
"No, pappy," Sam lied.
"Well, let me tell you a story," said the father.
"Once, not that long ago, Mr Lincoln received a shiny
new axe from his father. Excited, he tried it out on a
tree, swiftly cutting it down. But as he looked at the
tree, with dismay he realized it was his mother's favorite
cherry tree," his pappy paused." just like you, he ran
into the woods. When he returned, his pappy asked,
'Abraham, did you cut down the cherry tree?' Abraham
answered with, 'Father, I cannot tell a lie. I did indeed
chop down the tree.' Then his father said, 'Well, since
you were honest with me, you are spared from punishment.
I hope you have learned your lesson, though.' So," the
Sam's father asked again," did you knock down the outhouse?"
"Pappy, I cannot tell a lie any more." said the little
boy. "I did indeed knock down the outhouse."
Then his pappy father spanked Sam boy red, white, and blue.
The boy whimpered, "Pappy, I told you the truth!
Why did you spank me?"
Pappy answered, "That's because Abraham Lincoln's father
wasn't in the tree when he chopped it down!"
Once, in the 1820's, a little boy called Sam was
playing in the yard behind his house. During his
pretend fighting game, he knocked over the outhouse.
Now Sam was upset and worried that he would get into
trouble so he ran into the woods and didn't come out
until after got dark. When he arrived back home, his
pappy was waiting for him. He asked suspiciously,
"Son, did you knock over the outhouse this afternoon?"
"No, pappy," Sam lied.
"Well, let me tell you a story," said the father.
"Once, not that long ago, Mr Lincoln received a shiny
new axe from his father. Excited, he tried it out on a
tree, swiftly cutting it down. But as he looked at the
tree, with dismay he realized it was his mother's favorite
cherry tree," his pappy paused." just like you, he ran
into the woods. When he returned, his pappy asked,
'Abraham, did you cut down the cherry tree?' Abraham
answered with, 'Father, I cannot tell a lie. I did indeed
chop down the tree.' Then his father said, 'Well, since
you were honest with me, you are spared from punishment.
I hope you have learned your lesson, though.' So," the
Sam's father asked again," did you knock down the outhouse?"
"Pappy, I cannot tell a lie any more." said the little
boy. "I did indeed knock down the outhouse."
Then his pappy father spanked Sam boy red, white, and blue.
The boy whimpered, "Pappy, I told you the truth!
Why did you spank me?"
Pappy answered, "That's because Abraham Lincoln's father
wasn't in the tree when he chopped it down!"
Powerball Doubles it’s Cost
Powerball ticket price to double in January The price of Powerball lottery tickets will double next year.
Lottery officials said ticket prices will go from $1 to $2 starting Jan. 15. The starting jackpot will also double, from $20 million to $40 million.
A slight rule change will also go into effect that raises the chances of winning.
The first five numbers still will be picked from a pool of 59, but the Powerball number will be chosen from a pool of 35 numbers instead of 39. That means the odds of winning a prize will be 1 in 31.8. The current game produces a 1-in-35 chance of winning a prize.
Powerball is played in Minnesota, Wisconsin and 40 other states, plus Washington, D.C., and the U.S. Virgin Islands. The game celebrates its 20th anniversary next year
Courtesy of JSOnline
I’ll be done buying them! When it hits 60 to 80 million I would buy $5.00 on Powerball and $3.00 on Megabucks.
Now the same will cost me $13.00...no way. AND if you buy 5 numbers with Power play number, the cost will be $15.00 verses $10.00. You would be better of saving 4 weeks worth of your cabbage and go to the casino, I think you would have a better chance of winning some money. You won’t win 80 mil, but you’ll have more fun spending your hard earn cash!
Dear Madame Zoltar
Hello, my delectable daisies! How are you? Did you have a good 4th of July? The weather in Racine was perfect, just perfect. And the parade and fireworks were almost perfect, too. Even the 9/11 float that stirred so much pre-parade controversy went along smoothly. Hooray for Racine and for the USA! I know that the authorities had their hands full with the usual amount of hooliganism and rowdiness that occur every 4th of July. Hooray especially for our hardworking public servants, and boo to those who make their jobs so difficult. Summer is in full swing and there is so much to do that it is mind boggling. (By the way, one of my specialties is the un-boggling of minds. Cheap, effective, and guaranteed.) Animal Crackers tonight, Summerfest is going on, Salmon-A-Rama returns this weekend, as does the Renaissance Faire, while the Music and More and Music on the Monument series continue, and still more and more. Oh my! It’s breathtaking.
Thank you so much for stopping by to read my blog. I so appreciate each and every one of you dear, dear readers. My Irregulars are my family. I can’t wait for the upcoming “reunion.”
Boggled or just amazed? Find out here: madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com.
Enjoy enjoy enjoy the fun fun fun in the sun sun sun, my loves. Don’t forget the sunscreen and don’t forget a hat. The rays from old Sol grow a little more deadly each year. Filiopietistic!
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
'Bird Won't Let Cat Sleep"
We can't have a day without a blog. Here, watch this:
What the hell is the matter with that bird?
What the hell is the matter with that bird?
Monday, July 4, 2011
Women are Angels.
Women are Angels. And when someone breaks our wings,
we simply continue to fly...usually on a broomstick.
We are flexible like that.
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