And the word of the day is: SPARKLE!
T.O.D.
I will give it some thought, but, off hand, I can’t think of any special Fourths.
Well, I need to get some sleep now so I don't sleep through the 3-hour movie! Good night, Tom.
It was great to sleep in, and the cats behaved - except for Stella - and let me.
I need to go to Ashley’s and complain once again about the sectional, that is not a sectional at all; but a very long sofa instead.
Yesterday in the posts I learned two different expressions that are now in my lexicon:
A ball of pajamas. MR BK
Yelling like a cat with its tail caught in the garbage disposal. DR JANE
Best July 4: 1997, Logan, UT
I was there as orchestrator/editor for Jo Loesser to help the Utah Festival Opera with their production of Greenwillow. My memory is that we had the sitzprobe on July 3. The afternoon of the fourth was a huge picnic for the company at the home of the Festival's founder and star. The food was fantastic, I liked hanging out with the musicians, and it was an interesting day, since everyone who was anyone in the Mormon echelon and political scene was there as well. I'm sure many of them were supporters of the festival. It was also the end of two weeks in Logan putting a new version of Greenwillow together.
That night there was a concert/fireworks display, and I went with some of my housemates and my festival "host." Each person in the company had a host, a local volunteer, to drive them around and be helpful as possible. My host was an older widow named Lee, and she was fantastic: kind, patient, a lot of fun to hang out with. She drove the seventy or so miles to the Salt Lake City airport to pick me up and take me back to Logan on both trips.
The next day, July 5, Lee drove me back to Salt Lake City. Three days later, Jo Loesser called and told me she needed me in Logan, and I flew back. Lee met me at the airport, and I stayed another two weeks. It wasn't only a wonderful Fourth, but it was a wonderful month.
Best July 4: 1997, Logan, UT
I was there as orchestrator/editor for Jo Loesser to help the Utah Festival Opera with their production of Greenwillow. My memory is that we had the sitzprobe on July 3. The afternoon of the fourth was a huge picnic for the company at the home of the Festival's founder and star. The food was fantastic, I liked hanging out with the musicians, and it was an interesting day, since everyone who was anyone in the Mormon echelon and political scene was there as well. I'm sure many of them were supporters of the festival. It was also the end of two weeks in Logan putting a new version of Greenwillow together.
That night there was a concert/fireworks display, and I went with some of my housemates and my festival "host." Each person in the company had a host, a local volunteer, to drive them around and be helpful as possible. My host was an older widow named Lee, and she was fantastic: kind, patient, a lot of fun to hang out with. She drove the seventy or so miles to the Salt Lake City airport to pick me up and take me back to Logan on both trips.
The next day, July 5, Lee drove me back to Salt Lake City. Three days later, Jo Loesser called and told me she needed me in Logan, and I flew back. Lee met me at the airport, and I stayed another two weeks. It wasn't only a wonderful Fourth, but it was a wonderful month.
Wow. Great story!
It almost made me wish I was there!
After all this angst about Li'l Adolph's ridiculous July 4 celebrations for his inhumane cronies, this bit of humanity made my day:
https://pawsplanet.me/scared-shelter-puppy-hugs-her-best-friend-before-they-were-put-down/?utm_source=CFL2&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=CFL2&fbclid=IwAR05Op7_vsSzPF2Qc3RSu-vy3nkF_lW94td7ZZRFGXwZqTBjTjxpqqHfOwo
I remember going to see the fireworks over the castle ruins in Heidelberg back when I was 6 or 7. It was my first trip overseas and I wasn’t entirely comfortable being someplace that didn’t speak English. I didn’t even think that the Fourth was not celebrated in Germany. But the fireworks drew a lot of Americans. Suddenly people around us were speaking my language. The the fireworks started. And somewhere in the dark, a group of drunken boys started with the vowel sounds: “Ouuuh, “Ahhhhh,” “Eeeee,” “Ooooo!” All in order. After a couple of rounds the rest of the crowd joined in. We laughed and enjoyed that night.
10:36 - we just had us an earthquake - normally the past few are not even worth mentioning. This one lasted about thirty seconds and was a little scary as it could have gone many different ways. Thankfully, the house swayed quite a bit and but nothing fell or even came close. But usually they're done in a few seconds - this one just swayed and swayed.
People really must have Facebook open at all times - as the damn thing was happening they couldn't wait to be the first to post - hundreds of posts.
Late-1970s: Renting a Cessna at Van Nuys and flying over L.A. and the Valley, seeing dozens of "miniature" fireworks displays that looked like they barely got off the ground. (Fireworks only go up a few hundred feet, and you're flying at a few thousand, at least.)
Best July 4: 1997, Logan, UT
I was there as orchestrator/editor for Jo Loesser to help the Utah Festival Opera with their production of Greenwillow. My memory is that we had the sitzprobe on July 3. The afternoon of the fourth was a huge picnic for the company at the home of the Festival's founder and star. The food was fantastic, I liked hanging out with the musicians, and it was an interesting day, since everyone who was anyone in the Mormon echelon and political scene was there as well. I'm sure many of them were supporters of the festival. It was also the end of two weeks in Logan putting a new version of Greenwillow together.
That night there was a concert/fireworks display, and I went with some of my housemates and my festival "host." Each person in the company had a host, a local volunteer, to drive them around and be helpful as possible. My host was an older widow named Lee, and she was fantastic: kind, patient, a lot of fun to hang out with. She drove the seventy or so miles to the Salt Lake City airport to pick me up and take me back to Logan on both trips.
The next day, July 5, Lee drove me back to Salt Lake City. Three days later, Jo Loesser called and told me she needed me in Logan, and I flew back. Lee met me at the airport, and I stayed another two weeks. It wasn't only a wonderful Fourth, but it was a wonderful month.
I need to go to Ashley’s and complain once again about the sectional, that is not a sectional at all; but a very long sofa instead.
Ashley's, good luck. You will need to be deligent with them as they are not very good at fixing their mistakes. I did finally get them to take back the office chair to my desk, and to fix the consul we purchased. It took a few months in total.
Best July 4: 1997, Logan, UT
I was there as orchestrator/editor for Jo Loesser to help the Utah Festival Opera with their production of Greenwillow. My memory is that we had the sitzprobe on July 3. The afternoon of the fourth was a huge picnic for the company at the home of the Festival's founder and star. The food was fantastic, I liked hanging out with the musicians, and it was an interesting day, since everyone who was anyone in the Mormon echelon and political scene was there as well. I'm sure many of them were supporters of the festival. It was also the end of two weeks in Logan putting a new version of Greenwillow together.
That night there was a concert/fireworks display, and I went with some of my housemates and my festival "host." Each person in the company had a host, a local volunteer, to drive them around and be helpful as possible. My host was an older widow named Lee, and she was fantastic: kind, patient, a lot of fun to hang out with. She drove the seventy or so miles to the Salt Lake City airport to pick me up and take me back to Logan on both trips.
The next day, July 5, Lee drove me back to Salt Lake City. Three days later, Jo Loesser called and told me she needed me in Logan, and I flew back. Lee met me at the airport, and I stayed another two weeks. It wasn't only a wonderful Fourth, but it was a wonderful month.
This is a lovely story, oner of many career highlights, I would think.
I've never heard of having hosts, but what an excellent idea!
Yesterday in the posts I learned two different expressions that are now in my lexicon:
A ball of pajamas. MR BK
Yelling like a cat with its tail caught in the garbage disposal. DR JANE
Remember DR KEVIN H - Miss Barbra will be standing the whole time, too.:)
Let's see.....I guess my favorite July 4th memory was the time when a bunch of friends and I got together and Philadelphia to sign a paper......HA!
No I am not QUITE that old.
I need to go to Ashley’s and complain once again about the sectional, that is not a sectional at all; but a very long sofa instead.
Ashley's, good luck. You will need to be deligent with them as they are not very good at fixing their mistakes. I did finally get them to take back the office chair to my desk, and to fix the consul we purchased. It took a few months in total.
Why was the sofa delivered in two deliveries in the first place?
Starting to watch a documentary called If You're Not in the Obit, Eat Breakfast: After 90, People Don't Retired, They Inspire.
The title is long-winded, to be sure, but it features Carl Reiner, Tony Bennett, Mel Brooks, Normal Lear, Kirk Douglas, Dick Van Dyke and Betty White.
Mad Magazine was a necessary for many of us of a certain age. I never subscribed, but I purchased it regularly at the drug store....beginning when it was thirty five cents.
I need to go to Ashley’s and complain once again about the sectional, that is not a sectional at all; but a very long sofa instead.
Ashley's, good luck. You will need to be deligent with them as they are not very good at fixing their mistakes. I did finally get them to take back the office chair to my desk, and to fix the consul we purchased. It took a few months in total.
Why was the sofa delivered in two deliveries in the first place?
I wanted the sofa delivered before moving day, but they only had half of it in stock. I said that was okay, but when they delivered the other half it was wrong. The replacement sofa was also wrong, so I just hooked the two pieces together and made one long sofa out of it until they can correct the error.
Starting to watch a documentary called If You're Not in the Obit, Eat Breakfast: After 90, People Don't Retired, They Inspire.
The title is long-winded, to be sure, but it features Carl Reiner, Tony Bennett, Mel Brooks, Normal Lear, Kirk Douglas, Dick Van Dyke and Betty White.
Well, I see I wasn't the only one to feel the earthquake. I had just gone into the bathroom to take a shower when the swaying started. No damage here, but it made me dizzy! I've been through plenty of quakes, but that has never happened before. I have a wonderful nausea remedy, so I took that and rested a bit just in case. (Aftershocks are common.) And I'm fine now.
Jane, has this ever happened to you? Dizzy or nauseated from a quake?
Late-1970s: Renting a Cessna at Van Nuys and flying over L.A. and the Valley, seeing dozens of "miniature" fireworks displays that looked like they barely got off the ground. (Fireworks only go up a few hundred feet, and you're flying at a few thousand, at least.)
I'm glad you clarified that; I had no idea how high fireworks go!
I was never in L.A. for any of the big ones. The shakiest I experienced was the Whittier in '87 which was 5.7 or something. I was taking my shower in the morning when the shower stall sides began swaying and buckling a little, but no damage. When I got out and looked outside, the pool water (this was in a condo complex) was sloshing around.
Went to work, and I think the only damage there was that a file cabinet had tipped over. The funny thing is that our office then was on the eighth floor in the twin towers on Wilshire at Oxford (diagonally across from the Wiltern), the very building "used" in the film EARTHQUAKE.
Yesterday in the posts I learned two different expressions that are now in my lexicon:
A ball of pajamas. MR BK
Yelling like a cat with its tail caught in the garbage disposal. DR JANE
Yes, so many tired, old cliches out there. Let's create some new expressions. I like "a ball of pajamas," but the second one is too graphic for me, I'm afraid.
I braved Best Buy, which wasn't as crowded as I expected. They don't recycle as much as I thought, but did take some of it. The Apple specialist, Mike, wasn't there today and the demo software on their Macs wouldn't let me test Mojave in the way I wished. But I came home with a new surge protector, which is now up and running. They now have a Spectrum (formerly Time-Warner) specialist, also named Mike, who I was chatting with. I like the idea of having specialists in the stores, they're much more knowledgable.
Jane, I didn't buy anything ahead of time just in case Mike said, "Buy this one." Surge protectors are such a mundane item that I wasn't expecting them to be sold out or anything like that. The in-store selection was MUCH smaller, though, than the online selection. Another advantage to buying online.
Well, I see I wasn't the only one to feel the earthquake. I had just gone into the bathroom to take a shower when the swaying started. No damage here, but it made me dizzy! I've been through plenty of quakes, but that has never happened before. I have a wonderful nausea remedy, so I took that and rested a bit just in case. (Aftershocks are common.) And I'm fine now.
Jane, has this ever happened to you? Dizzy or nauseated from a quake?
Saturday night in Kabul is probably quieter than it is here tonight.
Poor Nicky is hiding under the bed.
George thinks he's dying - Judy and Bert aren't so sure. I do love our set.
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After all this angst about Li'l Adolph's ridiculous July 4 celebrations for his inhumane cronies, this bit of humanity made my day:
https://pawsplanet.me/scared-shelter-puppy-hugs-her-best-friend-before-they-were-put-down/?utm_source=CFL2&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=CFL2&fbclid=IwAR05Op7_vsSzPF2Qc3RSu-vy3nkF_lW94td7ZZRFGXwZqTBjTjxpqqHfOwo
Best July 4: 1997, Logan, UT
I was there as orchestrator/editor for Jo Loesser to help the Utah Festival Opera with their production of Greenwillow. My memory is that we had the sitzprobe on July 3. The afternoon of the fourth was a huge picnic for the company at the home of the Festival's founder and star. The food was fantastic, I liked hanging out with the musicians, and it was an interesting day, since everyone who was anyone in the Mormon echelon and political scene was there as well. I'm sure many of them were supporters of the festival. It was also the end of two weeks in Logan putting a new version of Greenwillow together.
That night there was a concert/fireworks display, and I went with some of my housemates and my festival "host." Each person in the company had a host, a local volunteer, to drive them around and be helpful as possible. My host was an older widow named Lee, and she was fantastic: kind, patient, a lot of fun to hang out with. She drove the seventy or so miles to the Salt Lake City airport to pick me up and take me back to Logan on both trips.
The next day, July 5, Lee drove me back to Salt Lake City. Three days later, Jo Loesser called and told me she needed me in Logan, and I flew back. Lee met me at the airport, and I stayed another two weeks. It wasn't only a wonderful Fourth, but it was a wonderful month.
Wow. Great story!
It almost made me wish I was there!
My thoughts exactly.
10:36 - we just had us an earthquake - normally the past few are not even worth mentioning. This one lasted about thirty seconds and was a little scary as it could have gone many different ways. Thankfully, the house swayed quite a bit and but nothing fell or even came close. But usually they're done in a few seconds - this one just swayed and swayed.
Starting to watch a documentary called If You're Not in the Obit, Eat Breakfast: After 90, People Don't Retired, They Inspire.
The title is long-winded, to be sure, but it features Carl Reiner, Tony Bennett, Mel Brooks, Normal Lear, Kirk Douglas, Dick Van Dyke and Betty White.
Well, I see I wasn't the only one to feel the earthquake. I had just gone into the bathroom to take a shower when the swaying started. No damage here, but it made me dizzy! I've been through plenty of quakes, but that has never happened before. I have a wonderful nausea remedy, so I took that and rested a bit just in case. (Aftershocks are common.) And I'm fine now.
Mad Magazine to Effectively Shutter After 67 Years
(https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/news/mad-magazine-effectively-close-67-years-1222636)
One year, when I lived here in LA, a friend wanted me to go to a fireworks show out in the desert. My friend had a friend who made his own fireworks and he was putting on the show. I said no, and wouldn't go. My friend went and I later learned that there had been an accident and his friend lost a finger. I was very glad I hadn't gone.
Since around six o’clock, the explosions have been non-stop.
Poor Nicky is hiding under the bed.
But I thought tonight’s Show was a dud. I usually watch it twice, but I am skipping the second time tonight.
Yeah, we rocked and rolled a bit here but it was nothing like the sylmar and northridge quakes. the northridge quake scared me more than anything in my life. I was in the back of the house and when I came to the front I had to climb over a mountain of books that fell out of my floor to ceiling bookcase.
I got to meet one of her daughters, who is very pregnant.
Grampy Tom! Or should that be Grumpy Tom?
Is anyone but me still hearing firework booms?
Is anyone but me still hearing firework booms?
Okay, Tom, make them stop! I know you has the power!