Here are today's installment of Sunday morning comics.
Enjoy them and then go out and do something with a loved one. Life is short!
Click on comic to enlarge image.
In honor of SanPaul's mom, here are two of her favorite comics strips:
Sunday, August 9, 2009
SUNDAY MORNING COMICS - August 9, 2009
By Debbie Bulloch
Here are today's installment of Sunday morning comics.
Enjoy them and then go out and do something with a loved one. Life is short!
Click on comic to enlarge image.
In honor of SanPaul's mom, here are two of her favorite comics strips:
Here are today's installment of Sunday morning comics.
Enjoy them and then go out and do something with a loved one. Life is short!
Click on comic to enlarge image.
In honor of SanPaul's mom, here are two of her favorite comics strips:
Saturday, August 8, 2009
TO MY MOM...TE QUIERO!
By SanPaul Held
As you know, my Mom passed away last week. In keeping with her character, she fought a long and brave fight against a mounting number of illnesses. Although she fought long and hard, in the end not even her big heart could endure one more assault and on August 4 she finally found the peace that the last few months of her illness had denied her.
A while ago, Debbie posted one of my favorite poems, "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night," by Dylan Thomas. Like my mother, I am a fighter; my mother was not the type to give up without a fight. In the end, however, no amount of fighting could overcome the growing litany of illnesses that my mother faced. I am proud, however, that she did not go out without a fight.
To my Mom I dedicate this poem:
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
To my Mother, and to my Father who took such excellent care of her during her last years of existence, I dedicate this song, "Sabor a Mi." It was one of their favorite songs and one that they often danced to.
Sabor a Mi
I wish to thank all of you who have written to offer words of support during these difficult times. Your kind thoughts and prayers are much appreciated.
Muchas gracias a todos.
As you know, my Mom passed away last week. In keeping with her character, she fought a long and brave fight against a mounting number of illnesses. Although she fought long and hard, in the end not even her big heart could endure one more assault and on August 4 she finally found the peace that the last few months of her illness had denied her.
A while ago, Debbie posted one of my favorite poems, "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night," by Dylan Thomas. Like my mother, I am a fighter; my mother was not the type to give up without a fight. In the end, however, no amount of fighting could overcome the growing litany of illnesses that my mother faced. I am proud, however, that she did not go out without a fight.
To my Mom I dedicate this poem:
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
To my Mother, and to my Father who took such excellent care of her during her last years of existence, I dedicate this song, "Sabor a Mi." It was one of their favorite songs and one that they often danced to.
Sabor a Mi
I wish to thank all of you who have written to offer words of support during these difficult times. Your kind thoughts and prayers are much appreciated.
Muchas gracias a todos.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
GOOD-BYE MAMI...
After a long and brave fight against a growing number of physical ailments that slowly ravished her body, but never destroyed her spirit, the mother of my dear and close friend SanPaul passed away and joined her Maker.
SanPaul’s mother, Mamí to all who knew her regardless of whether they were related or not, was a generous, kind and very tough woman. Mamí overcame early adversity in her life (she lost her own mother at age 7) and worked hard to make a good life for her family. In true Cuban fashion, she was the ultimate “mom” – everyone who came to her house was made to feel like family.
I remember one day when I had left my daughter in her care to go ride my first full century ride. After riding over 100 miles on my bike I was beat and ready to hit the shower and then go to sleep. When I got home Mamí had whipped up a batch of her famous arroz con pollo (she once confided in me that her “secret recipe” was to add beer to the rice as it was boiling!). Instead of heading straight for the shower like I had planned to do, I sat at the table to a feast fit for royalty. In front of me there was arroz con pollo, fried plantain, yucca con mojo, an avocado-onion-tomato salad and other tasty goodies; the meal ended with a Cuban cafecito (a strong, dark, aromatic espresso). After that meal I was ready to ride a couple more centuries - not even Lance Armstrong has ever had a finer meal after a long bike ride.
The food was so good that I wolfed down a couple of servings of arroz con pollo as Mamí looked at me shaking her head and saying “Ay Dios mio, esta chiquita esta loca, 100 millas en una bicicleta!” (Oh my God, this little girl must be crazy, riding 100 miles on a bike.) I can imagine that right about now the angels in Heaven must be lining up, plate in hand, while Mamí cooks them a heavenly meal.
To SP, mi amigo, mi hermano, mi consejero - my deepest and most heart-felt condolence. Your family’s loss is all our loss.
To Mamí, enjoy your new life with the angels – they will soon find out what a Cuban Mamí is all about.
Rest in peace.
NOTE: SanPaul Held (not his real name) has been a dear and close friend for many years. He has provided me with moral, spiritual and legal support during some of the most difficult periods of my RL. He first joined SL to “keep an eye out on me” and make sure that I did not get into too much trouble; he has eventually become a sponsor of Between Homes donating land and tiers to our project. My family and I owe him a lot and we are all very sad for his loss.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
SUNDAY EVENING MUSIC
By Debbie Bulloch
For some odd reason, I am in a Canadian kinda’ mood. So I logged on to iTunes and downloaded music from two of my favorite Canadian rock bands, THE GUESS WHO and BACHMAN-TURNER-OVERDRIVE.
So here is some good old rock music to help you wind down Sunday and welcome the new work week (Yikes!!!).
THE GUESS WHO
One of my favorite all-time rock band is actually an Canadian export. “The Guess Who” were a Canadian rock band from Winnipeg, Manitoba. Produced by Jack Richardson, C.M., they were the first Canadian rock group to have a No.1 hit in the United States. The Guess Who started out as a local Winnipeg band formed by singer/guitarist Chad Allan in 1960. The band was initially called Al and the Silvertones. This was later changed to Chad Allan & the Reflections in 1962, by which point the band consisted of Chad Allan (vocals/guitar), Bob Ashley (keyboards), Randy Bachman (guitars), Jim Kale (bass), and Garry Peterson (drums). All the band members were born in Winnipeg. Randy Bachman would later start another famous rock band: Bachman-Turner-Overdrive (BT0).
Here are some of The Guess Who greatest hits (yes, I know that “American Woman” is not flattering to my fellow Americans, but it is still a catchy tune…so I will let it slide this time).
Share the Land
No Sugar Tonight
American Woman
No Time
These Eyes
BACHMAN-TURNER-OVERDRIVE (BTO)
Bachman-Turner Overdrive (frequently known as BTO) is another of my favorite rock bands. BTO was a Canadian rock group from Winnipeg, Manitoba, that enjoyed a string of hit albums and singles in the 1970s, selling over 7 million albums just in that decade. The band has sold an estimated 20 million albums worldwide, and has fans affectionately known as "gearheads." Many of their songs, including "Let It Ride", "You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet", and "Takin' Care of Business," receive frequent play on many FM classic rock stations.
Taking Care of Business
You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet
Let It Ride
At BH we aim to please. You ask for it, we play it for you. At Eli's request here is The Guess Who's UNDUN (with lyrics). This line from the song: "Too many lives to lead and not enough time," sounds like they are singing about an SL avatar with too many "alts."
Incidentally, Burt Cummings' voice is just amazing in this song.
UNDUN
She's come undun
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late
She's come undun
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn't fly
It was too late
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
She wanted truth but all she got was lies
Came the time to realize
And it was too late
She's come undun
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
Mama, it was too late
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
Too many mountains, and not enough stairs to climb
Too many churches and not enough truth
Too many people and not enough eyes to see
Too many lives to lead and not enough time
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
Doe-doe-doe-doe-doe doe un doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe
Doe doe-doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe doe-doe-doe
Doe doe-doe-doe doe doe-doe-doe doe doe
------ flute ------
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late
She's come undun
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn't fly
Mama, it was too late
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
No no-no-no-no-no no
Doe doe doe-doe
For some odd reason, I am in a Canadian kinda’ mood. So I logged on to iTunes and downloaded music from two of my favorite Canadian rock bands, THE GUESS WHO and BACHMAN-TURNER-OVERDRIVE.
So here is some good old rock music to help you wind down Sunday and welcome the new work week (Yikes!!!).
THE GUESS WHO
One of my favorite all-time rock band is actually an Canadian export. “The Guess Who” were a Canadian rock band from Winnipeg, Manitoba. Produced by Jack Richardson, C.M., they were the first Canadian rock group to have a No.1 hit in the United States. The Guess Who started out as a local Winnipeg band formed by singer/guitarist Chad Allan in 1960. The band was initially called Al and the Silvertones. This was later changed to Chad Allan & the Reflections in 1962, by which point the band consisted of Chad Allan (vocals/guitar), Bob Ashley (keyboards), Randy Bachman (guitars), Jim Kale (bass), and Garry Peterson (drums). All the band members were born in Winnipeg. Randy Bachman would later start another famous rock band: Bachman-Turner-Overdrive (BT0).
Here are some of The Guess Who greatest hits (yes, I know that “American Woman” is not flattering to my fellow Americans, but it is still a catchy tune…so I will let it slide this time).
Share the Land
No Sugar Tonight
American Woman
No Time
These Eyes
BACHMAN-TURNER-OVERDRIVE (BTO)
Bachman-Turner Overdrive (frequently known as BTO) is another of my favorite rock bands. BTO was a Canadian rock group from Winnipeg, Manitoba, that enjoyed a string of hit albums and singles in the 1970s, selling over 7 million albums just in that decade. The band has sold an estimated 20 million albums worldwide, and has fans affectionately known as "gearheads." Many of their songs, including "Let It Ride", "You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet", and "Takin' Care of Business," receive frequent play on many FM classic rock stations.
Taking Care of Business
You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet
Let It Ride
At BH we aim to please. You ask for it, we play it for you. At Eli's request here is The Guess Who's UNDUN (with lyrics). This line from the song: "Too many lives to lead and not enough time," sounds like they are singing about an SL avatar with too many "alts."
Incidentally, Burt Cummings' voice is just amazing in this song.
UNDUN
She's come undun
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late
She's come undun
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn't fly
It was too late
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
She wanted truth but all she got was lies
Came the time to realize
And it was too late
She's come undun
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
Mama, it was too late
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
Too many mountains, and not enough stairs to climb
Too many churches and not enough truth
Too many people and not enough eyes to see
Too many lives to lead and not enough time
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
Doe-doe-doe-doe-doe doe un doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe
Doe doe-doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe doe-doe-doe
Doe doe-doe-doe doe doe-doe-doe doe doe
------ flute ------
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late
She's come undun
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn't fly
Mama, it was too late
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
No no-no-no-no-no no
Doe doe doe-doe
SUNDAY AUTO SHOW
By Debbie Bulloch
In Southern California, summer is the time for local auto shows. The Santa Rosa Auto Show is a local, neighborhood show. Just a bunch of guys getting together to show off their rides. Some are highly customized, others are nearly stock - they are all fun to look at (and lust after).
A "woody" wagon - the ultimate surfer ride!
A "woody" big Chrysler with a roof mounted luggage rack - it doesn't get better than this!
The Corvair, with a flat-six engine inspired by Porsche was one of the best American cars built in the '60s. Too bad that "pointy-headed" Ralph Nader killed it.
I love these hot-rodded coupes!
This is a very "cute" (and rare) VW bug and trailer combo. There is even rom to carry a short surfboard on top of the Bug.
Here is a mid-engined deTomaso Pantera. These cars are brutally fast, the mid-engine design makes them superbly well-balanced. Look at the close-up photo of the enigne bay, how the engine and transmission are situated to create a very stable ride.
The Hudson Hornet. The "hero" car in Disney-Pixar's recent animated film "Cars."
And finally, a "Gloeing Ember special." Glo loves the cars from Mopar's heyday. Here is one for you Glo!
Thank you for looking!
In Southern California, summer is the time for local auto shows. The Santa Rosa Auto Show is a local, neighborhood show. Just a bunch of guys getting together to show off their rides. Some are highly customized, others are nearly stock - they are all fun to look at (and lust after).
A "woody" wagon - the ultimate surfer ride!
A "woody" big Chrysler with a roof mounted luggage rack - it doesn't get better than this!
The Corvair, with a flat-six engine inspired by Porsche was one of the best American cars built in the '60s. Too bad that "pointy-headed" Ralph Nader killed it.
I love these hot-rodded coupes!
This is a very "cute" (and rare) VW bug and trailer combo. There is even rom to carry a short surfboard on top of the Bug.
Here is a mid-engined deTomaso Pantera. These cars are brutally fast, the mid-engine design makes them superbly well-balanced. Look at the close-up photo of the enigne bay, how the engine and transmission are situated to create a very stable ride.
The Hudson Hornet. The "hero" car in Disney-Pixar's recent animated film "Cars."
And finally, a "Gloeing Ember special." Glo loves the cars from Mopar's heyday. Here is one for you Glo!
Thank you for looking!
SUNDAY MORNING MUSIC
By Debbie Bulloch
DYSTOPIA:
A dystopia (from the Greek δυσ- and τόπος, alternatively, cacotopia, kakotopia, cackotopia, or anti-utopia) is the vision of a society in which conditions of life are miserable and characterized by poverty, oppression, war, violence, disease, pollution, and/or the abridgement of human rights, resulting in widespread unhappiness, suffering, and other kinds of pain.
Here is some food for thought. What will the future bring?
Three versions of what may, or may not, turn out to be a very prescient song.
And now for something "totally" lighter…
Mamas & Papas: California Dreaming
Beach Boys: Wouldn’t it be Nice
Beach Boys: Fun, Fun, Fun
Have a wonderful Sunday!
DYSTOPIA:
A dystopia (from the Greek δυσ- and τόπος, alternatively, cacotopia, kakotopia, cackotopia, or anti-utopia) is the vision of a society in which conditions of life are miserable and characterized by poverty, oppression, war, violence, disease, pollution, and/or the abridgement of human rights, resulting in widespread unhappiness, suffering, and other kinds of pain.
Here is some food for thought. What will the future bring?
Three versions of what may, or may not, turn out to be a very prescient song.
And now for something "totally" lighter…
Mamas & Papas: California Dreaming
Beach Boys: Wouldn’t it be Nice
Beach Boys: Fun, Fun, Fun
Have a wonderful Sunday!
SUNDAY MORNING COMICS
By Debbie Bulloch
Here are Sunday's comics. Read 'em, enjoy 'em...then get out and enjoy this day. Carpe diem!
(Remember to click on image for larger view.)
I am bringing two "new" comics: "Foxtrot" and "Calvin and Hobbes." They are brought by GoComics.com.
Enjoy them all!
Here are Sunday's comics. Read 'em, enjoy 'em...then get out and enjoy this day. Carpe diem!
(Remember to click on image for larger view.)
I am bringing two "new" comics: "Foxtrot" and "Calvin and Hobbes." They are brought by GoComics.com.
Enjoy them all!
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