Not A Creature Was Stirring

but it was chuckling maniacally

because tonight Skipper was ready to answer  the ‘ Cat Question’

Today it occurred to me that all the fun stuff I put on Facebook is the fun stuff I used to put on my blog and because I was putting it on my blog I used to feel obligated to tell a little story- like WHY I liked this clip or that song or what it was about a picture that caught my eye.

What I do with Facebook is sort of like what I used to do with my pee-chee.

My Facebook page is just full of random things-  funny pictures, videos and stuff that I think is fun to look at.  But my point is, I just sort of slap things on it and walk away. Not very creative and not much fun, I think its making me a sloppy writer.

That thought has scared me enough to think that maybe I should Facebook a little less

and think about things like what would it be like to dress up as a sexy robot.

 

On The First Day Of Christmas

My True Love Gave To Me

A Jelly Baby.

When I was a kid we used to spent almost an entire Summer at my Grandma’s house…

which was in Hawaii.

And yeah, it was rough. Really rough to have to go there.

There was a kids show that was me and my brother and sister to used to love to watch- one of the best parts was that the birthday kids got to fill this paper birthday hat up with coins and they got other prizes and I thought that was just the coolest thing ever.

Anyway, during the breaks they’d show  Japanese cartoons which were always fun to watch because you didn’t need to speak Japanese to know that the kids were heroes and when they got backed into a corner by the bad guys they always got out with a grit and determination.

I liked that.

But one of my favorite shows started right after the kids show.

It was called Ultra Seven.

The Power Rangers came along years later and they were a poor, weak imitation of the Ultra Seven.  It was a great idea and I guess that’s why it got copied. My kids and my nephew loved the Power Rangers and when they saw the Ultra Seven they insisted it wasn’t good because to them it wasn’t a kid’s show.

Darn straight.

Anyway.

Here’s the theme song, which I can sing but I’ll be honest.

I can’t understand a word of it, one of these days I guess I could google it and find out what the lyrics are in English, but you know what?

My niece is learning Japanese and one of these days I’ll make her listen to me sing it and she can tell me what it is in English.

That should be fun.

Until then

here’s a live performance of the song-complete with the chorus doing some Ultra Seven Moves.

::Enjoy:::

This is what me and Luis saw this morning when we went out to watch the last (Until 2014 ) Lunar Eclipse of the Moon.

As we watched  I realized that from my cat’s grave you could see the Moon from a very interesting perspective through the tree that is over Wolfie’s grave.

These might not be the greatest shots, but this is what I saw- little by litte the Moon was disappearing and directly under it was a cloud bank threatening to put the kibosh on this cool event. Oh NO. Please Baby Jesus I prayed like crazy- don’t make me watch this on a computer!

One of the reasons Coke changed the color of its holiday coke can from white back to the original red was that some people said it made the soda taste different.

So I’m guessing that not only were Coke drinkers feeling betrayed by their favorite Soda company they were severely traumatized too because I have never heard of anything so weird- well, not since I was about six years old and kids thought that certain kinds of shoes could make you run faster.

 I don’t know what kind of special secret ingredient Coke is putting in their soda nowadays but I will give them points for being amusing.

I only have one thing on my Bucket List.

I want to go to Mars.

I want to stand on the surface of Mars, throw my arms up and yell

“HELL YES!”

And then with the eyes of the world upon me I’d give the finger to everyone whoever called me a  weirdo because I wanted to travel to other planets.

 Do you know why I only have that one little thing on my bucket list?

Its simple: Bucket Lists are stupid. Seriously a list of things to do before you DIE?

Like can whoever entertained the idea you could have a to do list to check off after you died? Has anyone ever sat back and said, ” Gee, after I’m dead I’ll have all the free time I want on my hands?”

I write stories about people like that- but you know they’re not real.

So get out there and have fun now, don’t think about the end, sometimes it gets here sooner then we would like.

a.m.

i want it to

!!!SNOW!!!

NOT LATER BUT

!!!!NOW!!!!

!!!I MEAN IT!!!