Jay, important question: What type of peanut butter? Smooth or crunchy? And do you go for the type that needs to be stirred or the stuff stabilized with something?
You stirred a memory: I was eating peanut butter on a toasted English muffin on 9/11-with strawberry jam. Can't tell you what I had for breakfast a week ago, but I remember that one (I use that anecdote when I teach source analysis in history).
Dave, I've been getting peanut butter in a diner. Don't know what they have. As a rule, I like crunchy. I think the peanut butter that has to be stirred is probably the best? The purest? I kind of like the "stabilized" kind, though.
I remember a Times story about WFB's obsession with Red Wing peanut butter. He was gifted a lifetime supply of it in thanks for his visit to the factory for a ribbon-cutting ceremony. And, before his funeral, his son slipped a jar of it into his coffin. That has, ahem, stuck with me.
You know what the Fighting Irish say about the road to Ann Arbor…it’s paved with good libations (my college football buddies and I used to call game day time for “getting Moellered”)
I wish Daniel Radcliffe would show the same decency and respect to J.K. Rowling, hats off to her…speaking of valor it takes to go against the woke mobsters
I cannot think of a better writer to take down the kryptonite inventors bogus honorarium then Peace, THEY Say than our beloved Jaywalking host …What a Macho Man Maria Corino is…and forgive me Jesus, may the words “GOOD,I am glad he is dead” be indelibly etched into The Dons gravestone…and may all his willing henchmen, Capos and binders full of high class call girls go to the same place other Nobhell prize winners are (see pick above, arrow is just pointed the wrong way).
We are all mixed up, we Americans, but this here still true believer in truth, justice and the American way is holding out hope and belief that the mobster in the Bada Bing, I mean Oval Office…and everyone from Delcy Rodriguez and Maduro to Don King Trump and his little evil turd Tatoo (if you don’t get the South Park reference, check it out just to laugh your wet pants off) are going to, one of these days, answer for their collective crimes against humanity…Pedro is one man with courage..,that it what the world NEEDS NOW…Where have all the Republican cowboys gone…God HELP U.S.
Excuse me, do you speak jive…no, I just put it in writing…butt what a cool anecdote about Jimmy Cagney (I remember my mom telling me he was sexy symbol when she was a young lady…as unthinkable as Hollywood flying a movie like Airplane into a movie theater near you these dayz…as Burn Hollywood Burn would become more than just a Public Enemy rap song😜)
Always love me some P.J. O’ Rourke…who woulda thought Parliament of Whores would be the good ole dayz, let alone a President of the United States gleefully shake hands with Fidel (rhymes with where he finally is and another POTUS is most assuredly destined for…lest he repent, atone and turn himself in to the proper authorities). Thanks for the reminder, though, why I still should despise Clinton. But, to the Village Idiwitt immigration has never been a complicated issue (see an oldie, but a goody, page ripped out of the unholy Trump Bible, literally Levitcus 19:33-34…that is all one needs to know, not complicated at all), as all human beings have a God given right to live in a free country, no application or permission required…family lore is my great grandfather escaped Deutschland as a stowaway…his grandson returned to the fatherland, uninvited and so unwelcome he was heavily armed and very dangerous to the locals that had been up to no good for years…God Bless America and my old man who never had a bad word to say about the Germans…because they surrendered unconditionally and fessed up to their crimes against humanity…all one has to do is say “Forgive me for my trespasses” and meant it…As we the people of the greatest country on Earth will soon enough say “Forgive U.S. for Trumpism” as I still believe this Kakistocracy is going to answer for what they wrought and all the innocent dead bodies…Renee Nicole Good and Alex Pretti may be gone, but not forgotten…and their real killers are NOT going to get away with it. That is all for now. Gotta run on. Thanks for taking my rant Onward and Upward And like I like to say, peace through superior mental firepower, not guns, but butter (taste great, but Skippy don’t really need it) 🍻✌🏼
To your Ed Crane, P.J O’Rourke vignette: oh I recall those heady times when a libertarian strain of conservatism still held some moral authority in the GOP. Free market sensibility, individualistic peculiarities, welcoming of all heritages sharing similar. . .ideals. It all seems so quaint now, swallowed up by blood and soil chudness. The party is lost. The ideals remain. There is just no immediately
As always an entertaining blend of trivia, humor and moral clarity. Thank you.
Loved the digression on correcting colloquialisms for public consumption.
Listened to a black Texas Tech podcaster follow the Kansas v Texas Tech basketball game in Lubbock last month. Like everyone I relish African-American slang. When our star, Darren Peterson, nailed consecutive threes to tie, then beat the Red Raiders 64-61, the Tech podcaster mused, (trigger warning) “Damn. That nigga a bucket.” 🤣❤️
What kind of a man would happily take another person’s Nobel prize? The same kind that needs to rename buildings, have his image plastered on other federal buildings, and demand abject loyalty from all who surround him, including the Congress. The weakest, most insecure, and neurotic Presidents to have ever occupied the office. And therein lies the danger to the Republic.
The New York Times published a charming, offbeat article about air travel. It quotes Chris Young, “a 52-year-old comic from Helene, Mich.”
You know, I don’t think there’s a Helene, Mich.
**
Are you serious? The NYT said the guy was from a place that doesn't exist? Did their auto-correct change it because "Hell" was inappropriate, or did Mr. Young make a joke that went over their heads? I assume it's this guy:
George Washington, two birthdays. We (back in olden time school days) celebrated but one.
Exchange student from Slovakia 25 years ago (like another son to our family): discovered this thing called peanut butter. Every day after school. Wished he could take enough home when he returned to give it to everyone.
And since we opened with language, after a year here, he dreamed in English and when he returned home to his native Slovakia had to learn to speak without mixing both his native and adopted language together in the same sentence.
1. Vermont, 1972. Drivers Ed. Coach would toss me the keys and say, "Go get the car Taggart." I'd traverse the frozen parking lot and bring the car up to the front of the school. Coach would round up the other kids, and they'd all pile in. Coach would have a cigarette lit before he got his door closed.
2. Berlin, 1985. Our housekeeper and shared yardman, a brother /sister team, were refugees from Ghana. They thought peanut butter was the greatest food in the world.
Canada once had an immigration system that was the envy of the world.
The thing I liked best was that it was mutually beneficial; it was good for immigrant and Country alike. It seemed to be working really well. That sentiment was broken for reasons I do not understand. But what I do understand, is that Canadians are now very suspicious and negatively positioned toward sustainable immigration.
This, too, was something I revered about our old system: that is, that Canadians embraced the workings and benefits. Now, we begrudge them.
Another great collection of musings for a cold, wet, Sunday morning. Thank you for sharing.
Jay, important question: What type of peanut butter? Smooth or crunchy? And do you go for the type that needs to be stirred or the stuff stabilized with something?
You stirred a memory: I was eating peanut butter on a toasted English muffin on 9/11-with strawberry jam. Can't tell you what I had for breakfast a week ago, but I remember that one (I use that anecdote when I teach source analysis in history).
Dave, I've been getting peanut butter in a diner. Don't know what they have. As a rule, I like crunchy. I think the peanut butter that has to be stirred is probably the best? The purest? I kind of like the "stabilized" kind, though.
I remember a Times story about WFB's obsession with Red Wing peanut butter. He was gifted a lifetime supply of it in thanks for his visit to the factory for a ribbon-cutting ceremony. And, before his funeral, his son slipped a jar of it into his coffin. That has, ahem, stuck with me.
You know what the Fighting Irish say about the road to Ann Arbor…it’s paved with good libations (my college football buddies and I used to call game day time for “getting Moellered”)
I wish Daniel Radcliffe would show the same decency and respect to J.K. Rowling, hats off to her…speaking of valor it takes to go against the woke mobsters
I cannot think of a better writer to take down the kryptonite inventors bogus honorarium then Peace, THEY Say than our beloved Jaywalking host …What a Macho Man Maria Corino is…and forgive me Jesus, may the words “GOOD,I am glad he is dead” be indelibly etched into The Dons gravestone…and may all his willing henchmen, Capos and binders full of high class call girls go to the same place other Nobhell prize winners are (see pick above, arrow is just pointed the wrong way).
We are all mixed up, we Americans, but this here still true believer in truth, justice and the American way is holding out hope and belief that the mobster in the Bada Bing, I mean Oval Office…and everyone from Delcy Rodriguez and Maduro to Don King Trump and his little evil turd Tatoo (if you don’t get the South Park reference, check it out just to laugh your wet pants off) are going to, one of these days, answer for their collective crimes against humanity…Pedro is one man with courage..,that it what the world NEEDS NOW…Where have all the Republican cowboys gone…God HELP U.S.
Excuse me, do you speak jive…no, I just put it in writing…butt what a cool anecdote about Jimmy Cagney (I remember my mom telling me he was sexy symbol when she was a young lady…as unthinkable as Hollywood flying a movie like Airplane into a movie theater near you these dayz…as Burn Hollywood Burn would become more than just a Public Enemy rap song😜)
Always love me some P.J. O’ Rourke…who woulda thought Parliament of Whores would be the good ole dayz, let alone a President of the United States gleefully shake hands with Fidel (rhymes with where he finally is and another POTUS is most assuredly destined for…lest he repent, atone and turn himself in to the proper authorities). Thanks for the reminder, though, why I still should despise Clinton. But, to the Village Idiwitt immigration has never been a complicated issue (see an oldie, but a goody, page ripped out of the unholy Trump Bible, literally Levitcus 19:33-34…that is all one needs to know, not complicated at all), as all human beings have a God given right to live in a free country, no application or permission required…family lore is my great grandfather escaped Deutschland as a stowaway…his grandson returned to the fatherland, uninvited and so unwelcome he was heavily armed and very dangerous to the locals that had been up to no good for years…God Bless America and my old man who never had a bad word to say about the Germans…because they surrendered unconditionally and fessed up to their crimes against humanity…all one has to do is say “Forgive me for my trespasses” and meant it…As we the people of the greatest country on Earth will soon enough say “Forgive U.S. for Trumpism” as I still believe this Kakistocracy is going to answer for what they wrought and all the innocent dead bodies…Renee Nicole Good and Alex Pretti may be gone, but not forgotten…and their real killers are NOT going to get away with it. That is all for now. Gotta run on. Thanks for taking my rant Onward and Upward And like I like to say, peace through superior mental firepower, not guns, but butter (taste great, but Skippy don’t really need it) 🍻✌🏼
To your Ed Crane, P.J O’Rourke vignette: oh I recall those heady times when a libertarian strain of conservatism still held some moral authority in the GOP. Free market sensibility, individualistic peculiarities, welcoming of all heritages sharing similar. . .ideals. It all seems so quaint now, swallowed up by blood and soil chudness. The party is lost. The ideals remain. There is just no immediately
attractive soil to plant them
into.
He didn’t just try it on—he took it!
As always an entertaining blend of trivia, humor and moral clarity. Thank you.
Loved the digression on correcting colloquialisms for public consumption.
Listened to a black Texas Tech podcaster follow the Kansas v Texas Tech basketball game in Lubbock last month. Like everyone I relish African-American slang. When our star, Darren Peterson, nailed consecutive threes to tie, then beat the Red Raiders 64-61, the Tech podcaster mused, (trigger warning) “Damn. That nigga a bucket.” 🤣❤️
Will let you translate that.
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What kind of a man would happily take another person’s Nobel prize? The same kind that needs to rename buildings, have his image plastered on other federal buildings, and demand abject loyalty from all who surround him, including the Congress. The weakest, most insecure, and neurotic Presidents to have ever occupied the office. And therein lies the danger to the Republic.
Grotesque.
The New York Times published a charming, offbeat article about air travel. It quotes Chris Young, “a 52-year-old comic from Helene, Mich.”
You know, I don’t think there’s a Helene, Mich.
**
Are you serious? The NYT said the guy was from a place that doesn't exist? Did their auto-correct change it because "Hell" was inappropriate, or did Mr. Young make a joke that went over their heads? I assume it's this guy:
http://www.chrisyoungcomic.com/bio.html
Also, Urruchurtu is not "mellifluous." Not even a little bit. At least it doesn't have an X in it, though.
George Washington, two birthdays. We (back in olden time school days) celebrated but one.
Exchange student from Slovakia 25 years ago (like another son to our family): discovered this thing called peanut butter. Every day after school. Wished he could take enough home when he returned to give it to everyone.
And since we opened with language, after a year here, he dreamed in English and when he returned home to his native Slovakia had to learn to speak without mixing both his native and adopted language together in the same sentence.
Fantastic. Thx, Eric.
You stirred two memories.
1. Vermont, 1972. Drivers Ed. Coach would toss me the keys and say, "Go get the car Taggart." I'd traverse the frozen parking lot and bring the car up to the front of the school. Coach would round up the other kids, and they'd all pile in. Coach would have a cigarette lit before he got his door closed.
2. Berlin, 1985. Our housekeeper and shared yardman, a brother /sister team, were refugees from Ghana. They thought peanut butter was the greatest food in the world.
Marvelous. Thx, Dave.
Canada once had an immigration system that was the envy of the world.
The thing I liked best was that it was mutually beneficial; it was good for immigrant and Country alike. It seemed to be working really well. That sentiment was broken for reasons I do not understand. But what I do understand, is that Canadians are now very suspicious and negatively positioned toward sustainable immigration.
This, too, was something I revered about our old system: that is, that Canadians embraced the workings and benefits. Now, we begrudge them.
Another great collection of musings for a cold, wet, Sunday morning. Thank you for sharing.
Thx so much.