Showing posts with label Famiy Circus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Famiy Circus. Show all posts

12.20.2008

O Tannenbaum

It looks as if it smells wonderful...
Did you not learn that, looks can be deceiving?
The Quayle Christmas tree elves.

I have been in a poetry loving mood, here is one I found today....
enjoy!

by Sidney Lanier1842-1881

A Ballad Of The Trees And The Master

Into the woods my Master went,

Clean forspent, forspent.

Into the woods my Master came,

Forspent with love and shame.

But the olives they were not blind to Him,

The little gray leaves were kind to Him:

The thorn-tree had a mind to Him

When into the woods He came.


Out of the woods my Master went,

And He was well content.

Out of the woods my Master came,

Content with death and shame.

When Death and Shame would woo Him last,

From under the trees they drew Him last:

'Twas on a tree they slew Him — last

When out of the woods He came.

12.01.2008

Make Me Laugh Monday

What I know is: A very funny, funny, blogging buddy who loves converse tennies does Make Me Laugh Monday. Since today is Monday I went digging around in my photo files for some funny inspiration. What I found needs a bit of background in the form of a film clip from a movie titled "Wedding Crashers".



Coincidental to the movie title, Aug of 2005 we flew to Florida for the wedding of our nephew. We took in some local fun while there, including Universal Studios. We were enjoying dinner in Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville restaurant...which by the way is active and crazy fun, fun, fun! When our table was approached by a balloon artist I could see my sweet Fairborn Guy wincing...balloon artist means tip and my guy does not enjoy the time honored tip. I, however, love the tip and I love to watch art in the making. My request was simple...a Hat.



By now Fairborn guy’s sense of humor has kicked in. Having seen the aforementioned movie preview clips and having what I call “competitive man challengeness” that has him thinking “this guy will never be able to make a bicycle”, he asks our artist if he will make us a…… bicycle.



Big bicycle means big tip....oh well, it was sooooo worth it!