The Terrible Catsafterme

In about a week, I am taking a trip to Plains, Georgia for the annual Peanut Festival. This will be my third trip to the town and my second to the Peanut Festival. On Saturday, President Carter will do a book signing and I have been purchasing many of his books. I found that on Amazon, many of these used books go for anywhere from one penny to a few dollars. So far I have been very happy with the quality of these used books (and some audio CD’s).

Anyway, I’ve always enjoyed the Jimmy Carter books I’ve read so I basically purchased almost all of them, thinking I could get a few signed on my trip. This particular one, Always a Reckoning and Other Poems was literally 50 cents plus shipping (about $4.00 total).

When I opened the package, I examined the book and it was in excellent condition. And it was a nice hardback first edition to boot. But when I opened it up… Read the rest of this entry »

When I updated my technological toys earlier this year and actually entered the 21st century, one of items I replaced was my computer scanner. To my delight, I found that this new scanner was not only faster, not only capable of scanning photo negatives, but also able to scan in slides. That is, the kind of slides that people would often take in place of photographs.

I have very vivid and pleasant memories of gathering together in our family room, setting up a movie screen, making popcorn and just looking at slides – and sometimes throwing in an 8mm home movie as well. But even just looking at slides was a fun family event. My Dad still has these slides in his possession and brought over a little gray suitcase full of them. I worked my way through the bulk of them and while most were from his childhood and teenage years, there were some of me as a baby, too (like this one for instance). Read the rest of this entry »

I love this shot of my cousin Karen’s daughter Abby. Just imagine how unsuccessful you would have been if you had been trying to pose her like this!

On days like these when nothing much happens, I could tell you about the mundane aspects of everyday living, such as a graphic description of the horrendous traffic jam I saw this morning – or I could opt to say something of interest.

What I envision is that this will be an ongoing diary highlighting events of interest as they actually occur (assuming they ever do) – as well as a diary of reminiscences, reflections, opinions, or anecdotes. In other words, this is my own private Farmer’s Almanac, full of  relevant or completely irrelevant miscellany. But that’s enough explanations of how this is the most incohesive bit of gobbledygook ever written. On to the heart of the matter! In this case, it involves our visit to the grave of Oliver Hardy’s mother, Miss Emmie. Read the rest of this entry »