Monday, October 31, 2022
Sunday, October 30, 2022
SUNDAY FUNNIES!! MAD#16's SHERLOCK SHOLMES
Saturday, October 29, 2022
Friday, October 28, 2022
Halloween Night 1963
From my facebook post years ago:
Thursday, October 27, 2022
Bobby and Jimmy Crain Saw a Dead Man in a truck
Wednesday, October 26, 2022
William Trammell, Revolutionary War Warrior Tombstone', Franklin, North Carolina
Tuesday, October 25, 2022
Is THE HEADLESS HORSEMAN a Relative?
Registering to Vote Back In the Day
This is a blog I made years ago copied & pasted. Throwback to Thursday, Registering to Vote. The election ads season is here. Of course election means voting. But before one votes one has to register, so here we go. When I turned 18 I went to the Old Cobb County Courthouse to register to vote. I went to the voters registration office at the Old Courthouse. In the hallway was a drinking fountain with a WHITE ONLY sign. Near it was a WHITE MEN restroom and a WHITE LADIES restroom The “COLORED” restroom and water fountain was in the basement somewhere. In the Voter Registration Office I told the kindly elderly gentleman there I wanted to register to vote and he gave me the form to fill out, which I did. Then he told me you had to be able to pass the literacy test to qualify to vote. He handed me a sheet of paper and told me to read aloud what was on lit. It was Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address. I started: “Four Scores and Seven Years Ago…” He said, “You passed.” I said I had just started. He said that I correctly pronounced the key word, I did not say “Foe” instead of Four and gave me a knowingly smile. The polite jovial old man went on to say if the pronunciation requirement was strictly enforced, “no telling who “THEY” would vote for.” I knew that was just wrong. But I did not dare say so because I have a slight well-hidden-most-the-time speech impediment and he might have had me read the rest of The Gettysburg Address. I bet the old fart was spinning in his grave January 20, 2009.
Monday, October 24, 2022
You Are "It"!
Yesterday we met Adam, Savvy, and Savvy’s family at a Vietnam Restaurant in Smyrna. We enjoyed the company and the food. The restaurant is in the corner of what was Belmont Hills Shopping Center parking lot. I think we ate in the same room before, several years ago, then it was a European Restaurant. Then the room was much bigger with more murals on the wall, and I think the ceiling was even higher. We arrived 20 minutes too early. It probably would have been about 60 minutes too early if we didn’t get tied up in several bumper to bumper traffic snarls in downtown Marietta. That is why we always leave early. So, there we were with about 20 minutes to kill. We sat in the car and watched people pass by. Two men walking on the sidewalk got my attention. One was short and stout and the other one was tall and slim. They looked European. I did not see them smile or speak. They looked like they were on a mission. They walked into each eating and drinking establishments and leave. At one eatery, apparently they had a party going on on top of the building. People kept coming and going on the outside stairs. The two men I was keeping my eyes on also checked the top of the building. Whoever they were looking for apparently wasn’t there. I think they kept on checking places out of my view. Of course I don’t know, but they looked like two muscle men of a Godfather, of sorts, looking for one of their boss’s “customers” who might be in debt to him. Either that or maybe they were “Hide & Seek, Adult Style.”
Lloyd Cox, High School Principal. Ll as in B. Lloyds
Sunday, October 23, 2022
New Bad Word.
Efing. As in I'm going to beat the efing shit out of you.
SUNDAY FUNNIES!! MAD's #15. CAPTAIN VIDO
Saturday, October 22, 2022
I like wise-ass cracks, especially when it comes unexpectedly. Yesterday Anna was on the phone ordering something. I think she wanted to talk to a human, to give her some sort of guidance on ordering something she didn’t know that well. The human she talked to was a young hip young man, not without wit. As they discussed the type of product occasionally, I would throw in my 2 cents. They came to an agreement and Anna said something like “Go ahead and send it.” The young man: “You Sure you are OK with that?” Yep. “What about “Bro” over there?” Being usually invisible when someone recognizes my presence even though he couldn’t see me, I cackled.
7th Grade Class at Waterman Street School, Marietta, Ga
This is the 7th Grade, 1949-50 Class at Waterman Street School Marietta, Ga; my sister Frances' Class. I am also including the back of it because it has the names.
Thursday, October 20, 2022
At Krogers today I was next in the cashier’s line. In front of me being taken care of was a young man, probably in his early 20s watching item per item the cashier did her job. He had a big assortment of mostly junk food. Then another young man broke in front of me and said “Excuse me!” He had an armload of more junk food that he dumped on the pile of unchecked-in goodies. The newer person ripped open a pack of cookies and asked me did I want a cookie. “No thanks.” I said. He bit into one and said they have chocolate chips and nuts, and said “MMMM!” His partner was still following the cashier’s movements, ring by ring. I figured they were college students, setting up housekeeping together, and pinching pennies. Also, they reminded me of the move/TV series “THE ODD COUPLE”. Then the one that spoke to me ripped open a bag of potato chips and held them out to me. I shook my head. He asked what kind of potato chips” do you like?” As I was digging deep in my mind to think of a brand name of potato chips that would be witty and shocking, but the only thing I could think of was VooDoo chips, the cashier on the next aisle told me she was caught up, I could bring my stuff over to her. Whoopee! Saved!
Bob Bettis Children
Copied and Pasted from my facebook post 5 years ago:
Wednesday, October 19, 2022
Broken Arms Memories remembered over and over
Facebook Post 2 years ago: My facebook friend Judy broke her arm while vacuuming. Of course, I had to tell her about my broken arm: Judy, I’m so sorry. It is never pleasant to have to deal with a broken limb. I broke my arm in my preteens at a wresting match. I think there were to be 3 bouts and the 3rd one of the contenders was either a gorilla or a bear. I wanted to see it so Daddy took me to Larry Bell Park, where they hold such events in Marietta. . Daddy hung out at the concession counter talking to someone he knew. A found a friend and we sat together and near a cute little girl sitting with her parents. The little girl kept her eyes on us and giggled as we showed off. I thought I would really impress her when I did a spectacular leap from the top of the bleachers to about 4 rows down. My plan did not work, I tumbled and broke my left arm. My arm was bent. I was in pain. My covered my arm with my light jacket and found daddy hanging out at the concession stand talking to Elizabeth Sullivan, a family friend. I told him I didn;t feel good, I wanted to go home. Being a cop he said what's wrong wih your arm? You have it covered? He yanked the jacked off my arm, which make me grunt painfully and saw what I hiding. Daddy took me to the new Kennestone Hospital. The medical people gave me ether, I think, and set my arm with a cast. I had to stay overnight and they were not organized yet. I wasn’t a toddler or an adult. They put me in a very young kids ward. Kids crying. I deserved that for showing off like a fool.
Tuesday, October 18, 2022
Crows, Social Birds
Monday, October 17, 2022
Retired Postal Workers
Posted on Facebook 8 years ago.
Sunday, October 16, 2022
SUNDAY FUNNIES!! King Kong, final
Saturday, October 15, 2022
Museums and Outhouses Near Cartersville
Rocky, inspired moment, Years Ago
Friday, October 14, 2022
Aunt Lilly Henry Petty (1886-1983
Thursday, October 13, 2022
Daytona Beach 1960
Wednesday, October 12, 2022
Ian the Terrible
This morning I decided to go through my incoming emails that I acted upon but yet put off filing or deleting them. Well, I acted on most them anyway. There were a few untouched. One that was in bold which indicates it has not been opened was one from a Ian Burke requesting to be my friend. I am choosy on whom I accept friend request. Generally I look for that person’s friends that he already had, what kind of art or wit is he/she gravitates to. I got a friend request from Ian Burke. I searched for Ian. He seemed to have plenty of collegiate well-dressed people in their mid 20s. Well, I am not in my mid 20s and not well dressed. I don’t think wasting Ian’s time would go over well. Then I noticed that in the begging of his Facebook page is a statement that Ian died Jan 14, 2016 yet his friend request was Nov 4, 2021, which is about 5 years and 10 months after he died..
Tuesday, October 11, 2022
Obediah and Nancy Elizabeth Tyson's Off Spring
Monday, October 10, 2022
My son Rocky and his family spent the last half of the previous week in New York City. It was their son’s first time to the Big Apple. Their son got to see things he knew about, but this was the first time seeing them in person like Lady Liberty, Empire State Building, museums, Central Park and on and on. And what are the odds? In the middle of the huge city Rocky ran into an ex coworker Jeff on a sidewalk there. Rocky and Jeff worked together in Atlanta. I think sometimes the Gods are playing chess us as pawns.
Sunday, October 09, 2022
SUNDAY FUNNIES!! HUMBUG Magazine #1, TWENTY-WIN Game Show
Before JEOPARTY. This was in HUMBUG's first issue. They only last 11 issues. Art by original MAD artist Will Elder and text by MAD creator Harvey Kurtzman.
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