BORING…You guys are SO BORING…I am SO BORING. My theory is that Bonnie wisely escaped in the nick of time, just before some sort of insidious Fall lethargy spread it’s pores across the b**g community. It’s probably being transmitted by way of cookies. Maybe Halloween candy that Jane and Lu and half the rest of us are consuming while waiting for little trick or treaters.
Even Halloween isn’t what it used to be. I was chatting with a couple of blog buddies on Yahoo last night while Michigan whooped whoever and remembering when I was a wee one. My father- an unusually stern person- would make a hundred hard red candy apples and a hundred popcorn balls, wrap them all in cellophane and give them out. He would go to the orchard and hand pick those apples and for the popcorn balls he used only the very best white hulllllless (right past spell check) popcorn. Our house was hugely popular.
This year I’m thinking of cleaning out the medicine cabinet and giving out old expired prescription drugs for Halloween. I have some Zocor since I’ve been switched to Vitorin (that’s the one you get when your cholestrol is from fat Aunt Mabel and no matter how much you watch your diet, do yoga and keep your blood pressure low you have lipid values in the stratosphere). I have some old Synthroid- take care of all the bug-eyed fraternity kids who knock on my door at 11:30 pm wearing a Spartan shirt and claiming to be disguised as a Michigan State fan. And! I found some birth control pills that expired a decade ago.
My brother-in-law, who wears flannel nightgowns, sent me this picture. It’s Halloween scary. This was taken sometime in the early 70s when Rich and the brothers (yes, four in five years) were ALL attending Concordia Lutheran College.
Bill is the brother-in-law who is now serving, at age 56, in Iraq. (Hey Bill! We love you and pray for your safety every single day.) Lest you think there’s a link between hair length and military service Calvin was in Vietnam and Jon in Panama. Now they only wish they could grow hair like that and the politcal leanings are thoughtfully liberal. For the most part.
I do have some news to share. With pictures. Good stuff. I’ll post it tomorrow but first I just want to see if anyone is alive out there. Maybe it’s me and I have cooties or something but it’s strangely quiet…Even Hoss is missing in action, other than the usual butt crack humor at his place, which I refuse to comment on today.
Here’s a little inducement. I’ve been busy knitting hats because idle hands are the devil’s playmates or workshop or something. And I know for a fact that I have 4 regular lurkers on other continents. You want a hat? I’ll knit you a hat- fine AUSTRALIAN wool from New South Wales (hint,hint). Just come clean with a hello. That’s it- my latest comment scam- hats for delurking.
The thing is- if things don’t perk up around here I might be compelled to give up blogging in lieu of writing a 50,000 word novel for NaNoWriMo. Sans spell check. Beginning on All Saint’s Day. I’m already registered. I have my title. "The Night Buckminster Fuller Came to Dinner." That’s as far as I’ve gotten. Sigh.