Cold Cold Hearts

Time Passages - July 18, 1958

Stock car legend Richard Petty made his first Grand National Stock Car debut at a 1/3-mile paved oval track at the Canadian National Exhibition grounds in Toronto, Canada.


FROM THE HIT PARADE:

The #1 single in the U.S. was "Hard-Headed Woman" by Elvis Presley

Wisdom

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There is no short-cut, no patent tram-road, to wisdom.

After all the centuries of invention, the soul's path lies through the thorny wilderness which must still be trodden in solitude, with bleeding feet, with sobs for help, as it was trodden by them of old time.

-George Eliot

Movie - YOUVE GOT MAIL

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Another Romantic Charmer in an older movie "YOU'VE GOT MAIL" starring Meg Ryan as (Kathleen Kelly) and Tom Hanks as (Joe Fox). Those two continue to make magic together. The two Bookstore Owners meet over the Internet and fall in love, but are unaware that they share a degree of animosity towards one another. It soon starts to unravel for the couple and the daggers begin. A lovely romantic comedy, one that will stay in my must have Movies.

Movie - NOTTING HILL

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All you women surely know the Movie “NOTTING HILL” and I would guess the men in your life probably had to watch it with you, or at least familiar with it. Beautiful Julia Roberts as Anna Scott, portraying, well, a movie star. And another favorite of mine in this movie is wonderful Hugh Grant playing the bookstore owner. Well it is one of my favorite movies that just happened to be on lifetime last night, so I had to watch it for the hundredth time.

Anyway it inspired me to do this poster.

Hope you like!!

Music

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"If music be the fool of love, play on." - SHAKESPEARE


My thoughts-


If you listen closely you can hear the music in all things. Open your eyes, hear the songs. They are everywhere. You stand in a place you've shared a special moment with someone, and it brings back memories and music from that time. Yes, there is music wherever there is harmony in our lives. Just take time to listen.

You can eat, taste and smell music. A walk in the rain will remind you of a song long past. The sense of taste and smell of a specific food drives senses to the brain and reminds you of a specific song that was playing when you were with someone sharing that bagel or drinking that latte. Yes, the sound of music brings senses to the soul.

You can bring pain or wash out the pain with the sound of music. What power it has over you!

There is music in poetry, an emotional part of our nature. The rhymes we play out in our head.

Music is an art of bringing peace and joy to our hearts. Listen on I say, enjoy the warmth it brings on a cloudy day.

So what exactly is music to you? To me it is spirit, an uplifting phenomena, a longing, a time lost in space, and a remembrance of those long gone.

Cherish the music within you, and listen to what it is saying. Let it bring peace and joy as it should.

Have a MERRY day everyone!!!!!!

Time Passages - July 13, 1958 - Postal Service

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The U.S. Postal Service started charging customers 4 cents to mail a first-class letter anywhere within the U.S.

The U.S. Post Office first began service in 1775.

There was an Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe

 

Did you know there were  many other variations that were printed in the 18th and 19th centuries.

Wikipedia shares that "Marjorie Ainsworth Decker published a Christian version of the rhyme in her "The Christian Mother Goose Book" published in 1978 which goes like this:

There was an old woman

Who lived in a shoe,

She had so many children,

And loved them all, too.

She said, "Thank you Lord Jesus,

For sending them bread."

Then kissed them all gladly

and sent them to bed.

The Abstract picture I shared with you above is a piece I did that reminds me of this Nursery Rhyme.

 

 

 

TIME PASSAGES July 12, 1958

The Broadway Musical "Li'L Abner" closed after 693 performances. Based on Al Copp's comic strip, the Tony Award-winning play starred Peter Palmer and Edith Adams.

Social Media

Wow! I was never a tech geek, and never would have thought I'd be a part of this craze, but here I am.

So overwhelming with all the networking sites to muddle through. Just when I thought I had one Networking site figured out, another one creeps up into my life.

Good Grief! Accounts, Profiles, Groups, Networks, Forums, Blogs, Uploading, Downloading, Posting, Tweeting. YIKES!!!!! HELP!!!

But in all honesty, I would be bored without it.

How many sites does a normal person have?
How many do you have?
Which ones do you find are the best out there?

I know this blogging thing has been around for ages, so now that I'm part of it I'm going to have fun with it. Hopefully I'll figure it all out. I see most bloggers stick to specific topics, but for me, I'd find that way too boring.

From me, you'll get a little bit of this and a little bit of that. Hey if nothing else, just come along for the ride. You may need a laugh to get you started in the morning! Not because I'm funny or anything.

I just saw a guy tweet about Perseverance. "Perseverance may be the top character quality of successful people. Not about looks or IQ, DON'T QUIT" I like that!

At any rate, I hope you all a fun and safe weekend! Till next time

Cheers!!

TIME PASSAGES: July 11, 1958

From the Hit Parade:

The #1 R & B Hit Single Since June 14^th was “Yakety Yak” by the Coasters. The song stayed on top until August 2^nd when it was replaced by “Patricia” by Perez Prado

Twas The Night Before The Night Before Christmas

Are you ready for something silly and childish? I'm giving you fair warning!

About 20 or so years ago I worked for a company that initially was a hoot to work for. But that failed miserably, but I won't go there. This is a fun quirky piece I wrote about the people that worked there and read it to them at Christmas, my gift to them. When reading it, you will be able to tell a little bit about their true character, some parts though you would have had to know the story behind it. 

Now just so you know. I am "Wee Wee" in this character profile. (Of course I didn't leave me out, what kind of person do you think I am?) Anyway, all fun and games, and a little bit of truth.

Read on!

Twas The Night Before The Night Before Christmas

Twas The Night Before The Night Before Christmas.

All the phoners were stirring, except for a few, who fancied themselves as the elite crew.

Mucky Muck was working away, she would get a sale come what may.

She whirled and turned and fell over her cord, Mucky Muck oh my lord!

Hey keep working yelled Chop Chop!

Who said you could quit?

Who told you to stop?

Why just last week I saw something stunning, it was all of you working while my car kept on running.

How can I make a great vacation and not have to check,

I don’t want to worry cause I am a lady redneck.

Florida calls me. It’s a mania I know, but heck who asked you, not me I know!

I have my auto running, you are all so right, I may also leave it, well maybe all night.

Wee Wee was laughing and giving a look, she was so short she sat on a book.

The floor was all crunchy like a field of weeds, but it wasn’t grassy, it was sunflower seeds.

She ate them in bunches with a grin and a smile, she ate them all day and then for a while.

The gang was all snuggled in their chairs, with visions of sales dancing in their heads.

When out on the floor there rose such a clatter, that all of the staff jumped to see what was the matter.

There on the floor howling in pain was the Marathon Man.

He was writhing and shaking, chest hair caught in his chain.

He begged the big guys to cover him up, he didn’t want the ladies to see what was up.

Then into the room came Focus Factor, prancing and pawing like someone had smacked her.

Keep working! Keep working! She said with a smile, I didn’t see the hay loft for even a mile.

She was queen of the service or so someone said, mus ta been the tiara akimbo on her head.

Must have been the dumpsters Mucky Muck said, I find the strangest stuff for your head.

Then it was Legs to rescue his kilt, flying large, he had been working on a Mensa barge.

Then down through the chimney came Ginger Brae D Rose.

He smiled and said folks no matter how you slice it, it’s still pate foi gras, or is that bologna stuck in your nose?

He read aloud from the heavy thesaurus, its for your own good it has to be for us.

Sassy was classy or so Santa said, he seems to know her, “Oh no, I’m not dead.”

She whispers and pants and laughs at the guys, she says your no Paul Simon, just ask Santa, he’ll tell you no lies.

Then came the Pastor rubbing his nose, I am here to free all you unwashed souls. Here at …….(company Name), you will see, the brother is hear to set you free.

Then into the office came Smooth Operator, he was trying to start his Gin Generator. His eyes were all red they made him look glum, mus ta been his date or perhaps the cheap rum.

Then came the fisher woman, Fabulous by name, sporting a new rod, Orvis by name. She longed for her own show like that old fishing codger, or was it just reruns of old Mr. Rogers. She was collecting her pennies for her Oahu trip there she would take an ocean side dip.

She may have some money but certainly no cents, since the crew was not taking any more hints.

They all whispered and chuckled and faces got red, all of her customers seemed kinda dead.

Then in mystery came a thin fellow, his desk all decked out in crime scene yellow. He denied it all though the staff did imply, but he just couldn’t argue with the FBI.

Mystery of mysteries they all seemed to say, what do you keep buried in all of that hay.

But surely as surely they all worked together except for miss Weirdo who cut loose her tether.

She wore a coat made with Llama fur, or so they say, for they came and got her and carried her away.

Some say for poaching, some say for less, but stealing a Llama was Interpol's guess.

And there you have it, an eves eve.

Write in blue ink at least on your sleeve.

When Christmas comes, and all are selfish,

Down will come Santa a little bit elfish.

Perhaps it will be a party like most, with wee little elves as the holiday host.

But for each of the staff that don’t believe in elves, perhaps they will believe in their dirty old selves.

To all and to all good night

By Wee Wee