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This site has been set up to share thoughts and photographs with friends and relatives regarding Peter. This is a work in progress and will change and improve as time goes on. Our thoughts and ideas are, just that, ours. They may or may not agree with Peter's, but that's what makes the world go around (and seems to be an endless source of enjoyment). If your not going to respect Peter's opinions, than please continue reading. He is a conservative in every sense of the word. He feels that a civilized society cannot function without rules and regulations, rights and obligations. Letting the past guide us keeps our society from falling into chaos. Keeping the things that work, to allow for order and freedom, freedom for all, not just the special interest groups. Peter has come to realize that life is short. We should tell the people that we love that we love them as often as possible. One never knows when this may be ones last opportunity to do so. By the way, we will all be watching what is said, not doubt even his mother may very well be reading this. And YES, please wear your shoes into the Parlor!

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Milhous




Today is the day the Nixon resigned from the office of President of the United States of America in a televisied public address in the evening of August 8th, 1974.

Richard Milhous Nixon (January 9, 1913 – April 22, 1994) was the 37th President of the United States, serving from 1969 to 1974. He is the only American President to have resigned from office. His resignation came in the face of imminent impeachment related to the Watergate scandal, which encompassed numerous crimes and misconduct beginning especially with the Watergate first break-in, the follow-up burglary, and the cover-up. He was also the 36th Vice President (1953–1961) serving under Dwight D. Eisenhower. Nixon is the only American to have been elected twice to the Vice Presidency and twice to the Presidency, and is given credit for redefining the office of Vice President, making it for the first time a high visibility platform and base for a presidential candidacy.

Nixon is noted for his diplomatic accomplishments in foreign policy, especially détente with the Soviet Union and China, and ending American involvement in the Vietnam War. He is also noted for his middle-of-the-road domestic policy that combined conservative rhetoric and, in many cases, liberal action, as in his civil rights, environmental and price control policies

As President, Nixon imposed wage and price controls, indexed Social Security for inflation, and created Supplemental Security Income (SSI). The number of pages added to the Federal Register each year doubled under Nixon. He eradicated the last remnants of the gold standard. Nixon created the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) and Occupational Safety and Health Administration (OSHA), implemented the Philadelphia Plan, the first significant federal affirmative action program, and dramatically improved salaries for U.S. federal employees worldwide. As a party leader, Nixon helped build the Republican Party (GOP), but he ran his 1972 campaign separately from the party, which perhaps helped the GOP escape some of the damage from Watergate. The Nixon White House was the first to organize a daily press event and daily message for the media, a practice that all subsequent staffs have performed.

Nixon is also noted to be a firm supporter of the NRA, he hunted on occasion but preferred target shooting as a favorite hobby. He spoke very criticaly of the gun control laws supported by president Bill Clinton and vice-president Al Gore. He has stated in many private conversations (taped while president) and in many public speeches that "guns are inanimate objects, people make them lethal. You could have a fully automatic rifle in the middle of a room and it would do nothing deadly unless interfered with by an irresponsible person."

202 Comments:

Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Ahhhh, Richard E. Nixon....we miss you.

12:58 PM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Since it has been mentioned by more than one blobber that they only have time to blob when they are working, I am left to assume everyone is on vacation. I hope you are all having a good time! Sorry I missed the rest of the Big Pig--especially the pinata. Was there another assault? Anyway, It was good to finally meet the good Dr Franklin in person.
Ciao!

8/10/06

12:00 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Whew! I was beginning to think I was in that Twilight Zone episode when the bank teller who loves to read sneaks to the vault to do so, yet falls asleep. When he wakes up he finds there has been a Nuclear war and he is the last person alive(In the end he was overjoyed at being left alone to read to his hearts content but falls down the stairs, and breaks his glasses.). So, I am at work Don Miguel. I didn't want to just keep blogging on my own. The rest of the roast was Assault-Free.

1:45 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

it was a pleasure to finally meet you, don miguel, and all my blobber collegues. I'm just sorry that expat wasn't at the roast to help jo jo and spilly. It was a great time!
Yes, I am blobbing from vacation!

3:49 PM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

Dr. F!!!

[standing on my desk] Captain, my captain!

Such joy befalls my heart to see you share your vacation with us.

I'm sure your lovely wife (whom I was glad to have met) sits gaily upon your knee as you read/type your words of wisdom for all of us to read.

You sir, are truly a great American as I'm sure Jo Jo can't wait to attest.

Enjoy the remnants of your reprieve as we await your return to gifting us with your lilting prose from office on-high.

3:59 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Mike, your considerable kindness overwhelms me. It is from your inspiration that I find the words to express on this blob. Both you and jo jo are the true gifts to this world of fine literature and learning. I was humbled to be in the presence of such greatness last Sunday. I believe we'll have some photos from the PR we'll be sending to spilly. Sadly, there is none of me and the lovely Diana.

5:13 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Rogers, Oh Rogers, call him Mister if you can.
Rogers, Oh Rogers he wears a cardigan.
Conductor and biologist, he fed his fishies every day.
Friday knew Elaine never listened, what he might say.
Ding, ding...here comes Trolly,
He'd say with a grin.
Fred could keep his smile up, the rest of us need gin.
The sands of Iwo Jima couldn't change his gentle heart.
So now we are much worse off, since this world he had to part.
If I was called Rogers, my uncle, He, I'd claim.
For after him there's royalty, tied to that name.

5:24 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

You're a poet, and I didn"t even know it.

6:18 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

Ah, fun-loving Steve & Diana, imortalized by that generation defining 80's toe tapper by M. Mellencamp.

On second thought, wasn't that JACK & Diana?

Hmph, well I certainly don't know Jack (which my wife would readily second).

6:31 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Well, I know Jack; and you're no...
Ohhh, never mind.

So..., What's with the epitaph to Fred Rogers?

8:06 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Do the time stamps on these posts bear ANY correspondance with reality?! Ugh!
8/11/06--11:04am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

8:09 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

What is truly fascinating is the relativity of reality that relates to the timely theory of theocracy in this case of mistaken misplaced minutes which are indeed correctly corresponded in some corner of our war-torn, weary world.

8:22 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

I've known nonsense about nothing in particular. I've heard transient theories of tragically tampered with theology. Much has to do with persisent pessimist and phelegmatic politicians. I wish I could better quell your queries.

As for Don Miguel, it was more of an ode to 'All things Rogers'.

Dr. F. ole buddy, our Diana appears as elusive as the daughter of Juno. Ah well, try getting a lasso around the moon

9:31 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

ah, yes, Mike. You recall that little number from the early '80's, "Steven and Diana". for those of you who have forgotten.....

Little ditty about steve and diana
one american kid growin up in the heartland...and a russian growin up in the ukraine...
stevies gonna be a football star
Diana debutante backseat of stevies car

Suckin on a corn on the cob outside the pig roast, Diana sittin on stevies lap
Hes got his hands between her knees
stevie say, hey diana lets run off
Behind a shady tree
Dribble off those bobby brooks
Let me do what I please
And stevie say a

Oh yeah life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin is gone
Oh yeah life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin is gone they walk on

Gonna let it rock
Let it roll
Let the Bible belt come down
And save my soul
Hold on to 40 as long as you can
Changes comin round real soon
Make us women and men

Little ditty about steve and diana
Two sort of american kids doin the best they can

12:37 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Wow! I never knew you had so much song writing talent! Dr. F., that could be a hit I'll bet.

12:47 PM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

sock ray blue!

A hit indeed! Well thought out verse that conveys depth of character and makes you feel like you are actually there with them (well maybe a little off to one side and ducking behind shubbery).

12:55 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

the song really attempts to explore my feelings and thoughtfulness toward her. I hope it succeeds even in a small way

1:00 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Ah, the tragic poet!

1:58 PM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

"I am not a crook!"

(someone needed to post something)

8/13--1:32pm

10:37 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

PROVIDENCE, R.I. - Church bells rang. Whistles at fire stations and mill factories sounded. People poured into the streets, waving flags and honking car horns. It was Aug. 14, 1945 - the day Americans learned that Japan had surrendered, ending the costliest conflict in human history.
"It was pandemonium with happiness," remembered John Lucas, a World War II veteran and executive secretary of the Pawtucket Veterans Council.

On Monday, Rhode Island will once again observe the end of World War II, the only state still celebrating Victory Day, commonly referred to as Victory over Japan Day, or V-J Day.

Critics say it's discriminatory, and would like to eliminate the holiday or at least remove its reference to Japan.

They point out that Rhode Islanders do not celebrate the U.S. victory over Germany, which was defeated three months earlier.

"This is a stigma against the Japanese whom we do business with and are allies," said George Lima, a former state representative who worked on a failed attempt to eliminate the holiday in the 1980s.

Veterans groups remain committed to the holiday, celebrated on the second Monday of August.

"This is the way the veterans feel about it in Rhode Island," said George Panichas, a former legislator who was a gunner on a B-17 bomber during World War II. "They fought against the Japanese, and they just don't forget it."

There have been several attempts to change the holiday's name, but each time lawmakers met overwhelming opposition, said state Sen. Rhoda Perry. She introduced bills in 1992, 1994 and 1995 to change the holiday to Rhode Island Veterans Day. A second 1995 bill would have changed it to Peace and Remembrance Day.

Perry said she received "vitriolic" mail from veterans.

"It was absolutely a no-winner," Perry said. "I did not have support, period."

However, the General Assembly passed a 1990 resolution stating that Victory Day is not a day to express satisfaction in the destruction and death caused by nuclear bombs at Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

People need the holiday to remember the sacrifices veterans made during the war, said James Brennan, a survivor of the 1942 Bataan Death March in which Japanese soldiers tortured and killed thousands of American and Filipino prisoners.

However, Brennan said he does not harbor ill feelings toward the Japanese and does not believe the holiday incites racism or hatred.

"July 4 is our national holiday because we defeated England. Do we hate the English? No," he said. "It's the same with V-J Day. We are the ones who won the war."

Joe Davis, a spokesman for the Veterans of Foreign Wars in Washington, said he is glad Rhode Island has kept the holiday.

"Rhode Island is continuing to celebrate a great victory at a tremendous cost," Davis said, noting the deaths of about 400,000 Americans in World War II.

Arkansas is believed to be the last state to drop Victory Day. When the legislature listed official state holidays in 1975, it omitted Victory Day, which it had called World War II Memorial Day, state capital historian David Ware said. The holiday appears to have been omitted without much fuss, Ware said.

"What happens over time is that people's memories fade," said Marilyn Zoidis, a curator at the Smithsonian Institution's National Museum of American History. "If there's not a strong enough memory to support a holiday, there's no strong reason to keep funding it."

That's what some hope will happen in Rhode Island.

Mikki Lima, a Japanese-American who runs the Rhode Island Japan Society in Providence, said she is working to educate younger Americans about Japanese culture. If the holiday can't be eliminated, she hopes it can at least be celebrated under a new name because of Victory Day's implicit reference to the victory over Japan.

"Someday, this foolish holiday's name will be changed," Lima said.

"God Bless Little Rhody"-Scipio Africanus

12:36 PM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

After a long absence, I am back. I know I was not missed. I see this blob has turned, somewhat into a vegitable salad. Nice to see tricky Dick featured, I remember watching his resignation speach with my grandmother. Nixon made one huge mistake, he tried to cover up the bad deeds of some misguided followers. He should have come clean and ratted them out. We then could have avoided Ford and the disaster that was Carter.

As to VJ Day, gotta love it. They started it and WE finished it. They whine and cry every year but never, ever take the blame they so truly deserve.

And I saw some PR pictures, what happened to Dave's hair? Don MIguel, nice to see you were there. I only wish I had been!

3:04 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

How about 'speech'? How old are you Expat??

4:39 AM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

Look, I write these things in the middle of the night. Albiet, English is my first language, I don't speak it all day long and I don't write it except here in the blog. I keep confusing my vowels. I'm sorry. I wasn't winning the "B's" when I was a kid anyway. Mea Culpa, penetent and contrite!

9:20 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Expat may have been away on one of those cruises designed for the rich and famous Europorn jetset, but one thing has not changed: his horrendous spelling. Even from the shores of Dennisport i have to find time to comment on Expat and his 4th grade spelling education.

9:20 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

"I keep confusing my bowels"

Hey Expat, three words for you...


EAT MORE BRAN

9:26 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

thank you Mike. Hopefully Expat will heed your wise wisdom

9:29 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Expat---penItent, PENITENT, penitent. I wrote it with different emphasis' to illustrate how it is really spelled.(Or, is it spelt?) For your birthday I'mm going to get you a dictionary.

9:37 AM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

OK, I'll try harder. I'm very regular, thank you, Mike, ask my family! And was Diana actually at the PR, I didn't see any photo's of her?

Was Boy George wearing one of his good frocks?

4:51 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Diana was not there, sadly. But spilly used a tissue as a top to give us all a brief taste of diana's presence.

6:36 AM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

And Mike, nice T-shirt. It allowed me to be "present"

12:47 PM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

Don't you mean flaming orange!

11:20 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

spilly, did you not mean "compliments"?

1:48 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Thank you Dr. Franklin!

2:12 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

spilly needs to be put in her place, from time to time :)

5:06 AM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

Now be nice, remember Detante!

9:49 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

That's a pig French expression! Dr. F. need not recognize such pandering blather. Peace is only achieved through absolute victory. Charge Dr. F! Don't accept the treaty in the train car!

10:31 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Oh and Expat, if in your spelling genius you meant to write "Don't forget Dante.", then Dr. F. should still ignore you as Dante would say. "Go for it."

10:33 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

Expat,

I find you an indigent indignant incanting ignoramus.

I’m afraid the I’s have it.

10:42 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

There! Now you've said it again! Oh no! Now I've said it. Aaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

10:49 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Mike, there is a tremulous timbre in your turbulent tirade. Are you tired? Or do you just thirst for a theatrical treatise to trumpet your thesaurus????

11:58 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Methinks we need emancipation from this alliteration proclamation.

1:44 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

when did Expat become a French liberal?

6:45 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

It's anybody's guess. I'm thinking that all of the "Spanish Living" has slowly affected his sensibilities. The Burritos have affected his brain. The Siestas have sodden his senses.(Insert Speedy Gonzales accent here.) "I think I'm going to watch the Bull-fight." It's a lot of siting around, eating and drinking while Big Brother takes care of you. -Hey wait a minute, I wonder if he has a spare room at his shack. You know Richard Blaine fought for the Socialists in Spain-hey that rhymes! Don Miguel, you are tired of the alliteration? How about we switch to consonance? Or better yet we could speak in allegory!

4:42 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Joe, in your case, probably we should stick to assonance. =)
Gosh, you really ought to know better than just to lob up grapefruit like that around here.

5:00 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

hey don, what are you doing on so early? don't you guys play golf on Fridays?

5:06 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Today is Friday, Aug. 18, the 230th day of 2006. There are 135 days left in the year.

On this date:

In 1227, Mongol conqueror Genghis Khan died.

5:16 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Ahhhhh, assonance, my friend. It makes me want to..to...SING! "Knock it off!"
"Do you think there are rocks ahead?"
"If there are, we'll all be dead."
"NO more ryhming now, I mean it!"
"Does anybody want a peanut?"
Hey Don, Do bOvines eat clOver, can a dOve hOver? How about an assonant rhyme?

*Ahem*
I once knew a Plover that had no real mother.
His plumage was brown, he'd lost all his down.
His dad called out "Fred", from under the bed.
He shouted "I'm trapped", he got stuck in the sap.
So Fred pulled him out, the old drunken lout.

5:57 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

A guy sticks his location,
In a girl's destinstion,
To increase the population,
For the next generation.
Do you get my explanation?
Or do you need a demonstration?

6:47 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Look, even Dr. F. can make a poem.

8:10 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

the other blobbers here inspired me

8:12 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

I admire Dr. F's steadfastness in driving his point home.

9:08 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

thank you, mike. i believe one should be rock solid in their points.

9:18 AM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

Not only does Dr. F. write light extemporanea, he also dances! Excuse the earlier use of a french word, it was a Nixon era reference. Like it was said of Nixon, only a conservative could open China, so it is with me and "continental" words. I am so anti-frog that when I use one it is only for emphasis! Touché

9:39 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Did anyone hear that the cowards backed out of their promise to lead the multi-national force in southern Lebanon. Instead of the "thousands" promised, they now plan to send up to 400 troops(roughly the fighting strength of Madonna Manor at half capacity). I think Sr. Rita St. Laurent was the last Frenchman with balls.

10:48 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

ACK!!!

As a sign of my protest to such a detestable course of action I will refrain from wearing berets for a whole month!

Take that you Frenchie!

10:57 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

They'll surrender, and you'll get stuck owning the whole country. That is so bad that Napoleon went to Russia to try to commit Imperial Suicide, to get rid of the place.

11:04 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

I heard the French already surrendered in Lebanon.

11:27 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

They probably did. To who? A camel?

11:44 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

"To who[m]"--and camels are too tough for them. I think they prefer just to walk away when no one is looking.

2:02 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

D'OH!!! I was thinking 'whom', and said to myself, "Nah, I always mess that one up." So much for brains.

2:05 PM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

I heard there was a collection of french WWII weapons going on the market. The had been issued to the soldiers and then recollected. They're marked "Never been used!" That's the french, promise thousand send 400 all of whom run away on the first day near the enemy.

3:38 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

good thing the French and the Spanish share a lengthy and friendly boarder.

8:27 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

What am I supposed to do with that jumble of symbols???

5:18 AM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

Jo, jo, get into the modern world. you highlight, copy and then paste into a new browser. That will then open the web page to which the non dewey decimal reference cites. Ask Dante, he'll help you.

11:00 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

now there's the pot calling the kettle black. Mr. Middle Ages himself chiding a great American like jo jo to get into the modern world. Shame Expat, Shame!

11:57 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

You highlight all of that junk??

12:58 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

"Las Vegas is Everyman's cut-rate Babylon. Not far away there is, or was, a roadside lunch counter and over it a sign proclaiming in three words that a Roman emperor's orgy is now a democratic institution. "Topless Pizza Lunch."”
Alistair Cooke

1:21 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Nullum magnum ingenium sine mixtura dementiae fuit.

-Seneca

1:44 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Alright, who told Franklin he could think today? Typically his strong-suits are leering and bawdy humor, where'd the Latin come from lately?

2:02 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

There has not been any great talent without an element of madness.
----Seneca

2:06 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Three couples—one elderly, one middle-aged, one young and newly wed—apply for membership in a church. The pastor informs them that the requirement for new parishioners is that they abstain from sex for two weeks. The couples agree and go their separate ways.

After two weeks, they return. The pastor asks the elderly pair if they were able to abstain for two weeks. "No problem at all, Pastor," replies the old man.

"Congratulations!" says the pastor. "Welcome to the church." He turns to the middle-aged couple and asks if they were able to abstain for two weeks. "It was difficult," replies the husband. "By the end of the second week, I had to sleep on the couch, but we did it."

"Congratulations on overcoming temptation," says the pastor. "Welcome to the church." He then turns to the newlyweds and asks if they were able to abstain for two weeks.

"At first it was no problem," says the husband. "But one day my wife was reaching for a can of corn on the top shelf, and she dropped it. When she bent over to pick it up, I was overcome with lust and took advantage of her right there."

"You understand, of course, that this means you will not be welcome in our church," says the pastor.

"We know," says the young man. "We’re not welcome at the supermarket anymore either."

-dr. franklin

2:09 PM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

As long as we are telling random stories:

An old man and his grandson were journeying from one city to another. They had a donkey with them. It was a long journey, so as they were heading out, the old man decided that the boy should ride the donkey.

As they were traveling they came upon a group of people going the other direction. They could see these people were perplexed, but did not know why until they passed by. The people were muttering amongst themselves that it was shameful for a perfectly healthy young strong boy to be riding the donkey while his elderly grandfather walked. So, they decided to switch places.

As they were continuing on, they came upon another group. This group was also upset at something. As they passed they berated the old man for riding the donkey saying that he was going to kill the poor young boy. After they passed on, they discussed what to do. They decided both to walk.

As they were walking they once more met a group of people coming the other way. This time the people were muttering that if they weren’t going to use the perfectly healthy animal, then they should give it to someone who will.

At this they were truly confounded. The old man observed the various things they had tried. He walked and that was no good. The boy walked and that was no good. They both walked and that was no good. Why don’t we both get on the donkey? So they did.

Once again, though, they met a group of travelers. This group was furious that they were both riding the donkey. They said that they were going to kill it treating it that way. The poor animal. Well, in utter frustration, the old man exclaimed, “Fine! Then we will walk and carry the donkey!”

As you can well imagine this did not work out too well, but they did manage to carry it until they got to a gorge with a rope and wood-plank bridge across it. Already unsteady the boy just could not hold the donkey up on this undulating terrain. Tripping and letting go of the donkey the full weight fell to the old man. He held it for a second or two, but just could not do it by himself and lost his grip on the donkey. The donkey fell onto the side of the bridge. With the bridge tipping under its weight, the donkey fell off, hit the embankment, slid down the gorge, and into the river below—where it drowned.

What’s the moral of the story? If you try to please everyone you can kiss your ass goodbye. =)

5:35 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Donny M, you are odd-funny, but odd.

4:32 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Now given the general propensity for spelling gaffes around these parts, when you say "odd" do you mean 'awed'?

7:29 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

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7:29 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

"awed" only if one is a New Yawker.

7:44 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Do I make the grade for the "spelling gaffe club"? I didn't think so. No, ODD is indeed what I meant. Speaking of New York-how 'bout them Yankees??
While not a baseball fan, I can't help but comment on the Red Sox abysmal performances.

8:02 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Sorry about the comment stutter. I don't know how that happened.

10:06 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

it's okay don, being a priest you can swing and miss once or twice. even I'll cut you some slack.
speaking of missing, yes, the Red Sox provided us with a weekend full of embarrassment.
Bring on the Pats and the B's!

10:46 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

I had Grrrreat Pat's seats Saturday. Dante and I had club seats on the 50-Pat's side. It was a great night for a game. The parking pass was the best!

1:56 PM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

My computer has been on the fritz the past few days (fritz, because shultz was too busy eating apple strudel) so I have been absent. Nice story Don M. I like it. As to Franklin, what kind of stupid (obviously protestant) kind of religion requires married people to abstain from sex to enter? Isn't that the whole purpose of marriage? How can you expect the newlyweds to go forth and multiply? Really Dr. F! I thought you were a REAL red, blooded American with all your chromostones!

2:55 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

It was a joke from the prestigious American publication, Maxim!
Leave my chromostones out of this. They are packed with dangerously high levels of testosterone.

5:38 PM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

It's too hot here even for the bugs. There IS no standing water for them to breed in, so it's not a big problem. Nice to hear they are spraying DDT again! (or was that just when we were kids playing outside?) And Mike, come on, it's time for a new picture, we've gone over 100

11:42 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

hey, you fiendish foreigner! Leave Mike alone. He's a Patriot, clearly and obviously very busy right now as he hard at work harveting cranberries (by hand). Whilst you Europeans sit back on your siestas, hard working folks like Mike are trying to feed Americans AND entertain the likes of you on this blog.

2:05 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

will his DNA resequence during this transformation process?

4:05 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Where is everybody today?

11:03 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Donny M., I think the time stamps are set at Spanish time-lazy!

11:05 AM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

I'm not sure actually, the may be Greenwich Mean Time (now called Zulu). I've not been on the machine all day, as my son has had it prisoner playing Imperium III! And my Mike's metamorphisis into something else be truly successful.

2:22 PM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

"And m[a]y Mike's metamorphisis into something else be truly successful."
Okay, I don't want to pile-on, but come on Expat--bad spelling is one thing, but you've got to make sense. By the way, it's metamorphOsis. (or in Greek: 'μεταμόρφωση')

3:10 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

I can hear Expat now..."will someone rid me of this meddlesome priest" :)

5:45 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Perhaps my favorite line from "Murder in the Cathedral" if not all Eliot is:
"The last temptation is the worst treason;
To do the right thing for the wrong reason."

Meddlesome priest indeed! <:{ (How do you make a brow furrowed in displeasure?)

10:52 AM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

Why would I want to rid myself of the Priest, he's the only one who sometimes defends me here (despite the fact that he spurred on this anti-blog). Speaking of meddlesome priests in movies, I saw "Angels with dirty faces," the other night. I love when Pat O'Brien says to the Dead end gang, "now come along and say a prayer for a boy who couldn't run as fast as I") (after he convinced Jimmy Cagney to go yellow to the chair to teach the boys a lesson)

11:35 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

I agree with Don Miguel, I could not understand what you were saying Expat. You do NEED to make sense, though, I would mark a first for you. Your spelling Expat is truly terrible. "It's ashamed, you should be."(to quote your favorite movie) Perhaps you could take one of those free courses that Socalist Government there provides and learn English as a second language.

5:37 AM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

My spelling has always been poor. And living "away" does not help. Spellcheck has made it worse.

7:42 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

To quote the late Pastor, Fr. Higgins. "Alibi Ike." That was his sage nick-name for you was it not?

9:32 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

A whole-body shiver has just wrenched through me as I have abruptly come to the realization that although quoting Henry in regards to Becket, you were not quoting from Eliot's play, but a movie adaptation of some frog's play! Please, somebody, tell me you have actually read "Murder in the Cathedral" and not just watched "Becket"!

9:55 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Stop picking on Expat! He's a Francophile socialist living in spain. He's got enough problems!

1:21 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Dr. Franklin do you really think he's a Francophile Socialist? I'd always thought of him as a Francophile Marxist. Hmmm, perhaps you are right. I'd better give it some more thought.

1:25 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Regardless, whatever his political tastes may be he certainly is a pandering simp-or is it pandering chimp? Oh well, small difference.

1:26 PM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Wait a minute! Something isn't right(get it--right) here. Expat is a Francophile Francophile--as in Francisco Franco. Hence, I think that technically makes him a fascist-socialist, or maybe a socialist-fascist depending on which Frank is dominant. So, frankly, I think we're all crazy. Does anyone else feel a craving for a frankfurter? Of course that introduces a whole other ethnic and social background (if not political) into the mix. Expat can be a whole Franco-Prussian war all unto himself.

3:12 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Well, Expat is part Francophile...he did take the French language in high school in part due to his admiration for all things French. He always believed the French were the most civilized people on the face of God's Earth.
He has always had a thing for the Brazilians, too.
As for his political leanings, his Maxist-socialist leanings are really none of our business, nor are his leanings toward the Europorn jetset.

3:40 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Donny M. You and Dr. F. keep opening my eyes to Expats ever twisting sympathies! Of course! FRANCO! He always had a taste for Chef-boy-ardee's Franco-American cusine. He also loved La Choy! You know-La Choy makes Chinese food, swing American. I can see it all now. He does have a predilection for all things that smack of Socialism/Communism. He's a SoCoMaphile-yeah that's it a Socomaphile. A Socialist-Communist-Marxist lover who sits lazily on European beaches all Summer wearing nothing but smugness and a speedo looking down upon us hard working Americans(work with me here Dr. F.). As an aside Expat(family stuff) Bobby and Linda Algieri were up this weekend. Bob was sorting out Uncle Oscars old army stuff. Guess what? You know all of those stories about Oscar drinking his way through Europe in WWII? Well, he did, it's true. But along the way he earned 5, count 'em 5 bronze stars. Shocked I was. Bobby found them and a bunch of Nazi contraband in a box.

4:50 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Louie, Louie-Oh, you gotta go.

5:11 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

So... are we going for the world record of posts in this string? Where oh where is our esteemed Master Blobber?

5:44 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

jo jo, you seem to have, once again, hit the nail squarely upon the head. Donny m. did help us in this stunning conclusion as well. Brilliant minds at work here.
I confess (Don M. no need to jump out of your seat) that I was unaware of Expat's Chinese leanings. Next you'll make me shudder and tell me he loves Raman Noodles too! GASP!!!

6:29 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Away up in Canada, at the cranberry harvest.

6:31 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Don, I think we should go for the big 200. So many goals are truly unattainable. You should see his collection of Pierre Cardin clothes.

7:04 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Education is the way of this blog, and I have received one today. I had no idea as to the length of Expat's total immersion in the French culture.
Should we set up an "intervention" and try to save him from his "all things French" lifestyle?

7:31 AM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

I didn't know that being Ultramontaine counted toward being French? To come to my own defense, Don M, I'm sorry about referring to movie priests, when I have read Murder in the Cathederal, but when you mentioned Beckett, my mind wandered. As to my being Francophile, if you are referring to the general that saved Spain from the red stain of communisim in 1936, than you are all right. But he wasn't a facist in the extreme, he was more a military dictator. As a friend once put it, if you didn't mind working, not a homosexual or a communist, you had no problems in Spain during his "protectorate." A devout Roman Catholic, he encouraged business and honesty while in power, he also restored the rightful Bourbon dynasty and did not set up his own line as many wanted. Although there were no democratic freedoms, there was also law and order, little crime, and no real persecution of anyone who wasn't a communist. Homosexuals were in the closet and people went to church. I'm sorry, but I haven't found the problem yet!

And jo, jo, I saw the contents of the box one day, lots of stuff he took off dead krauts. I had no idea about the bronze stars. Not surprising though, that is the stuff that makes a man drink in the aftermath.

8:21 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

I think the drinking started long before the war.

9:07 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Expat, remember those that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.

11:47 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Ahhh I think that is your namesake's most famous sayingj

12:13 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

you are wise beyond your years jo jo. if only Expat had inherited the same intelligence that you have!

12:20 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Thank you Dr. F. Your many illegitimate children will know your largesse and kindness.

1:18 PM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

I said nothing about security or safety, really. I also was not talking about a government that would serve a population that was literate and educated. I was speaking about a population that was only 25% literate at the time where the vast, vast majority of the population was made up of uneducated working poor. For a democracy to function and not devolve into an oligarchy of the left, the vast majority of the population needs to be literate and educated, much like the population of the English Colonies in North America in 1775. Sorry, Dr. Wilson (yes, the one who was president of Princeton, among other things), Democracy does not take nor work by fiat, but by a population willing and ABLE to receive it. Spain was not such a place in 1876, 1930 or 1936, when such initiatives were either undertaken or undermined.

3:40 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Hey-Lay off Dr. F. Spain is now 27% literate and 15% employed(sticking out my tongue emphatically)!!!

5:31 AM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

To quote Daniel Webster, "shoot if you must this tired and weirysome body..."

9:03 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Hey Expat-I was defending you! To quote Archie Bunker. "Go with the oldest, he's the most Jew."

9:37 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

thank you, jo jo, for your kind words. Sadly, some of my illegitimate children fail to see my good side.
And I think you've short changed Espana. I believe they are now 29% literate and 23% employed, with some 75% of the population with fruit skins caught in their appendix.

9:56 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Maybe that explains the Bull Fights. Perhaps they are a form of Spanish medicine. When you get too many fruit skins caught in your appendix, you simply get in line to fight the bull, and when it gores you-wham-o-you get a gov't subsidized appendectomy!

12:07 PM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

There may be something to that jo, jo! The appendix fruit thing is a problem, but it is probably cured by a supository and brown paper. That's the remedy for most things. I avoid the doctor's office here, leaches make me cringe. And I don't think the employment rate is as high as Dr. F. does!

1:42 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Even a blind nut finds a squirrel once in a while. I gotta be right sometimes.

2:44 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

how do you know the blind squirrel has nuts?

4:22 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

You can tell by the way he walks.

4:30 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

ah. just like Expat.

5:54 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

It seems boys, that we have been deserted. What think you all?

7:25 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

I guess our wit and wisdom have been too much for some of our fellow bloggers. Sad, really, that they are unable to keep up the level of intellectual curiosity displayed here.

7:47 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

It is true. The Few, The Proud, The Blobbers.

8:13 AM  
Blogger Expatriate_in_spain said...

I feel they've lost interest in this stale line. Not that Richard E. isn't interesting, but you'd think Mike would have something new by now!

9:03 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

He's in Canadia right now pickin' berries.

9:47 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

can we reach 200?

7:22 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

I think so! With or without the help of that pandering Francophile Expat. Detante indeed!

8:29 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Expat doesn't have time to post here as he's busy eating his Brie!

12:15 PM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Nothin' really to say. Just doin' my part for the "PUSH FOR 200"

2:55 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

welcome to the team!
go 200!

3:37 PM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Should we play the Name Game? That will get us over 200 for sure--maybe more if we're really bored. =)

8:43 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

the name game. you mean calling Expat names?
we'll hit 300.

10:03 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Hey have you guys heard? Steve "the crocodile hunter" Irwin died. Expat was his inspiration. Better known in his younger days as the "Mad Marauder of Mansfield" Expat was frequently seen tracking ruthless armadillos, or wrestling with the feared cinchilla. He started the campaign to tag and register all of the dangerous catfish in Mansfield. He also is well known for his efforts to protect the habitat, and begin a breeding program which aided the recovery(in progress) of the rarely seen grey squirrel. Oh, they broke the mold when they made Expat! That Crypto-Charlie guy got it right-I've seen Expat camping! He may be the youngest Eagle Scout in Annawon Council, but I bet he's forgotten a thing or two in the last 30 years since he's seen the inside of a tent. When he camped last tents were still made of cotton, and matches were "new fangled".

5:46 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Hey Joe--thanks for the wine recommendations. Fr Steven told me that he stopped by to consult you. As an aside, and since this is the blob of internecine interaction, he did mention that he was wondering what happened to your hair. =)

8:46 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

If you'd like to know, consult the before and after of me. The before was taken on my honeymoon. I'll say no more.

9:52 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

[marching onward to 200]

A woman has twins and gives them up for adoption. One of them goes to a family in Eygpt and is named "Ahmal". The other goes to a family is Spain; they name him "Juan". Years later, Juan sends a picture of himself to his birth mother. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she wishes she also had a picture of Ahmal. Her husband responds, "They're twins! If you've seen Juan, you've seen Ahmal."

10:33 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

BAH!!!!!

10:45 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Expat's waistline looks like he good use a good hike up a large mountain.

Moving toward 200!!!

2:26 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

I'm thinking he looks like Walter Selzak from "Come September". "Whatever personal gain I recieved was of secondary importance." Isn't that right Mr. Clavell??

5:07 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Oh! 2-2-2-2-2! I forget to leave the tag-line. Anyone who has not seen "Come September", I highly recommend it. I have it to lend if you'd like. Rock Hudson, Gina Lolobirgida, Bobby Darin, Sandra Dee, and of course Walter Slezak.

5:12 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Yes! I posted the same thing on both sites-read Expat's blob if you want an explanation. I'm not removing it because we are getting close!

7:53 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

Did you mean Sleestack from land of the lost?

Oh, and btw, Come Septembre is a wonderfull movie. I especially liked the drinking scene.

Why did we never camp out in front of an Italian Villa when we were young Brama bulls?

7:58 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Did you forget we couldn't even afford to pay attention?

And you are right is is a bit like a Sleestack.

9:40 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

you know, I haven't been "slobbering drunk" in several days now. as a member of the white angle saxon protestant minority group, I'm offended.

4:19 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

You can't be offended Dr. F., you are a Republican. Only Democrats get offended. Moral turpitude and all.

5:37 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

Just twelve more to go!!

"we can do it, we can do it, we can help our..."

7:24 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

"die logger die" sung to the tune of 70s fav Silver Convention, "Fly, Robin, Fly"

Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Up, up to the sky
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly Up, up to the sky

8:33 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

ARGHHH!!! CRUMBS!!!

There are crumbs on your face, on your shirt, on the table in front of you and on your plate!!!!

USE YOUR FLIPPIN' NAPKIN!!

8:50 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

I see the race is on...no one goes to lunch until we see post #200.

9:00 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

…from Washington state…reigns as King of the Lizardpeople in a vast underground cavern…shiny gifts and wonderfully tasty bug-morsels…. can spit poision up to ninety feet in any direction…one of the Muses of Olympus, until a freak accident involving a bucket of over-ripe peaches and…enough to keep any red-blooded woman happy…four thousand centuries as a torturer in the bowels of Hades…is actually an amorphous cloud of sentient plasma…attempting to build a space-displacement device out of a Speak-N-Math that will return …galaxy of Mxxymrxfry…an orphaned cinder-girl…made to sleep inside a breadbox every night, and forced to eat chicken bones…in a miniature nuclear fireball…

9:07 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

LS, obviously his fabulous hair stylist.

9:08 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

one more to go.............

9:18 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Well, let's see if this is it. Fab posts-I've been busy, and just logged back on-wow impressive. 200 eh? how about 300?? A lot of folks have yet to post. Cheers Mike and Dr. Franklin! Cheers.

9:28 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Congrats to all! We have reach an historic milestone!

9:31 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

By deleting my earlier empty post I have stolen your sweet tasting victory from you.

I am now the Master!

Master of 200 [bwahahahha]

9:34 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

Crap! Dr. F beat me too it.

bleh

9:35 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Mike, I'm afraid you are not even the master of your own domain!

10:07 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Ya both sound like acoupla girls. I hit 200 ya big sissies!

10:29 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

C-mon, c-mon, whaddya dooin'. I can takeya, with one hand even. Chicken. Ever'body's run away. We hit 200 and everyone's gone-skeedaddled!

Hey diddle-diddle, I'm fat in the middle,
I eat ice cream with two spoons.
Baked beans give me gas,
My pet bird's afraid of heights,
this poem makes me sound like a loon.

'twas brillig and the slithey toves, did gyre and gimble in the wabe, all mimsy were the borogoves and mome rathe outgrabe. --Wait a minute, that's not me!

Mary, Mary's quite the fairy,
her mamma was a ---ok, now i'ts getting banal. I'd better stop now. Well, just one more.
*Ahem*(right index finger pointed sky ward, left arm behind the small of my back(right Spilly?)
Ode to the Sunflower:
Where o where bright flower,
on mountain high or valley floor
you get so tall you're like a door.
I've seen you yellow I've seen you gold, I've eaten your seeds-covered in mold.
When summer ends you day is done I'll step on you, just for fun.


-----Thank you-thank you(tears in eyes)

11:59 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

[Voraciously clip clapping, starring in wide-eyed wonderment, slightly drip drooling on my favorite skinny green leather tie]

BRAVO! BRAVO! I SAY BRAVO!

"Who was that man?" "That was no man, that was the GREEN ONION."

[sound from stage right} ooohhhh

12:06 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Yes folks--the "Green Onion", star of stage, screen and burlesque show! He walks, he talks, he engages drain covers in lengthy conversations. Able to leap tall Daschunds in a running bound. Stronger than a Monarch butterfly. He's a gnat, he's an aerodrome-he's the Green Onion. Free with your purchase of this superhero you'll get a 5 piece steak knife set, guranteed to cut through a pound cake. We'll also send you free* a gourmet Irish pasta cook book(a 3.50lira value). But wait --there's more you'll also get this previously unreleased "mob hits" 8 track. Including the song stylings of such greats as John Gotti performing "singing in the rain", Myer Lansky singing "one for the road", Whitey Bulger doing a rendition of his famous "Mama". And of course Al Capone belting out "I get a kick outta kicking you." Call now!!

1:04 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

Another enormously successful- and historic- day on the blog comes to a close!

2:01 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

spilly, I thought you were a teacher?

4:30 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Hey Spilly-what are you thinking?? 6 hours a day, 6months a year every conceivable day off-you "attend" work less than Dr. Franklin!!! I just happen to sit in front of a computer. I'm also juggling and saving the world from Islamist Extremeists while I'm Blobbing.(sticking tongue out) Bleah!

5:06 AM  
Blogger Don Miguel said...

Bravissimo everybody. We've conquored 200. "To infinity and beeeyooooond!"

1:11 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

spilly, aren't you going to defend me?

3:29 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

I am indeed a proud papa. Dante asked: "Dad is that REALLY a tomato?" It is a magnificent specimen. I checked it against winners in the state for the 2006 tomato competition. I would have missed the top 5 but I scored just below it. The #1 was an Aussie at 3lbs. The #5 I think was also a Striped German at 2.02lbs. Thank you.

5:48 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

Are you still using the "natural" fertilizer?

7:49 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Oh yeah, baby. I have a toilet seat propped up next to the plant.

8:17 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

nice work jo. I'm sure daisy is quite proud of you!

8:43 AM  
Blogger Mike Dubuc said...

Will you be serving that up as a meal onto itself or will you be enjoying it "by the slice"?

8:55 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

thick and meaty. just the way daisy likes it.

11:09 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Daisy said that it's so big we sould slice it and make (tomato)sanwiches out of it.

12:26 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

I bet she did.

12:58 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

The Tomato was delicious. Alas our camera has disappeared so there is no photo record of the dear. However, there are several witnesses, they are; 1)Linda, 2)Don Miguel. Also, we perhaps set an eggplant record yesterday, having worked for 3 hours slicing and cooking up eggplant and freezing it. Let me tell you that's a lot of eggplant. That's just what was ready to pick yesterday. If anybody wants some I'll have a dozen or so ready to pick in about a week.

10:25 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Hey-we're on #222. Wasn't that the name of a bad black sitcom in the '80'S?

12:29 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

As is usual, spilly was WRONG and jo jo was CORRECT.

ROOM 222

Room 222 was a half-hour comedy-drama that aired on ABC from 1969-74. While seldom seen in syndication today, the show broke new narrative ground that would later be developed by the major sitcom factories of the 1970s, Grant Tinker's MTM Enterprises and Norman Lear's Tandem Productions. Mixing dramatic elements with traditional television comedy, Room 222 also prefigured the "dramedy" form by almost two decades.

The series was set at an integrated high school in contemporary Los Angeles. While the narrative centered around a dedicated and student-friendly African-American history teacher, Pete Dixon (Lloyd Haynes), it also depended upon an ensemble cast of students and other school employees. The optimistic idealism of Pete, guidance counselor Liz McIntyre (Denise Nicholas), and student-teacher Alice Johnson (Karen Valentine) was balanced by the experienced, somewhat jaded principal, Seymour Kaufman (Michael Constantine). These characters and a handful of other teachers would spend each episode arguing among themselves about the way in which to go about both educating their students and acting as surrogate parents.

5:53 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

A font of wisdom, you are, Dr. F.

6:02 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

It was you had it correct. I merely supplied the evidence to back you up againt the malicious charges made by spilly.

9:52 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

No, spilly. It appears we were both correct. I was just more right than you.

5:22 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

hey spilly, can it. I'm not further to the RIGHT then the next guy!

9:07 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Oooh, this is good! This should give us new fodder to feed on!

9:24 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

don't you have young minds to ruin?

7:11 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

and Expat said you were a good for nothing....
he was wrong!

4:29 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

God Bless you spilly. i had no idea you were such a great American!

4:11 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

I must admit, this patriotic flair does surprise me too. Spilly has always demonstrated 'Greenpeace'esque tendancies. This is a shocking turn of events. But, like all good American ideas, she is right.

4:36 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

who's spilly voting for today? She looks like a DEVAL girl.

9:05 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Roosevelt Johnson.

10:16 AM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

go Deval! 1 billion to UMASS!!!

6:46 PM  
Blogger Dr. Franklin said...

its Deval vs. Muffy in November.

5:28 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Very good Spilly.

4:42 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Has everyone abandoned our hero?? Will no one come to his aid?? He has fallen and is nearly vanquished. Do not let the Saracin slit his throat.

6:43 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Yeah, Baby Yeah!! Milhouse LIVES!!!! We can rebuild him-we have the technology. Pesky pixies pester no me.

5:58 AM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Mill House

1:41 PM  
Blogger Jo Jo the dogfaced boy said...

Millhouse

1:41 PM  

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