Tuesday, August 8, 2017 – Presenting The Divine Miss Peach
Thank you Aggieland Humane Society for all you do for all the critters.
Tuesday, August 8, 2017 – Presenting The Divine Miss Peach
Thank you Aggieland Humane Society for all you do for all the critters.
Monday, August 7, 2017 – RIP Mark White
Here’s to former Texas Governor, Mark White who passed away over the weekend. RIP.
Here’s to Mark White, one of the last Governors of Texas who put Texas public school education as the Legislature’s top priority and reformed the system. It was all about educating the boys and girls of Texas and providing an “equal and adequate education” to all. Note: “equal and adequate education” is the phrase from the laws establishing education in Texas.
Here’s to the current Governor of Texas, it’s time for a reform. How about another Blue Ribbon Committee?
How about financing the best possible education for the boys and girls of Texas instead of financing “where to go to the bathroom?”
Keep your voter registration card current.
Friday, August 4, 2017 – Everything’s Coming Up Football – IT’S TODAY!!!
College football season officially begins today as teams begin practice. I am so excited I am going to get a penalty for excess celebration. I chose a song to celebrate.
The version of the song is sung by Tony Award winner,Patti LuPone, from the 2008 Broadway revival of Gypsy. In fact her second Tony Award was for Gypsy.
There is not a great deal of action in the video. Rather it is Ms. LuPone’s powerful voice that captures the moment. Click on the YouTube and scroll down and sing along. I took the liberty of changing a few words here and there.
I had a dream, a dream about you, baby. It’s gonna come true, baby. They think that we’re through, but baby…
You’ll be swell! You’ll be great! Gonna have the whole world on the TV! Starting here, starting now, Honey, everything’s coming up football!
Clear the fields! Check the refs! You’ve got nothing to do but relax.
Gig ‘Em Ags!
Roll Tide Roll! Honey, everything’s coming up football!
Now’s your timing; Stand the world on it’s ear! Set it spinning! That’ll be just the beginning!
Sic ‘Em Bears! Go Pokes Go! You got nothing to fear but OU!
You’ll be swell. You’ll be great. I can tell. Just you wait. That lucky star I talk about is due! Honey, everything’s coming up football for me and for you!
You can do it. All you need is a band. We can do it, Twelfth Man is gonna see to it!
Hook ‘Em Horns! We got nothing to hit but the heights! I can tell, wait and see. There’s the bell! Follow me!
And nothing’s gonna stop us ’til we’re through! Honey, everything’s coming up football and trophies,Everything’s coming up sunshine and Saturdays, Everything’s gonna be bright lights and bowl games,
Everything’s coming up football for me and for you!
Thursday, August 3, 2017 – The Miller’s Tale
Dear Mr. Stephen Miller,
This is a photograph of my great grandfather and the origin of the Duffey line – J.W. Duffey. He was probably about 40 years old in the photograph.
According to the proposed immigration rules, he would not be allowed to enter the United States today. He was only 12 years of age when he and his two brothers and mother and father came to America in 1848. He had no skills and did not speak English. He was 12!
His family – aka MY family – came to America from Ireland – County Cork to be precise. It seems in 1848 there was this agricultural blight called The Potato Famine. Perhaps you have heard of it. There was literally no food and hundreds of thousands starved to death. The British government’s policy was “Let the Irish starve.”
I suppose the family decided not to go to the continent of Europe. Almost every country was embroiled in revolutions and rebellions of people trying to persecute and oppress groups of people they didn’t like and other groups called The Resistance. For example, that Otto von Bismark guy was strutting around scaring France and then he united a bunch of little states in what would become Germany. Troubled times. So the next option was America. People immigrated there because it offered FREEDOM. Perhaps you have heard of it too, Mr. Miller.
However, J.W. Duffey would become a blacksmith and serve in The War Between the States in such a capacity, achieving the rank of Sgt. He would receive an honorable discharge from the Confederate Army. He used those smithy skills to build the railroads of Alabama and Mississippi before settling in Louisiana where he ran a livery stable. Just below his name on his headstone it reads “Born in Ireland.”
GGGrandfather would marry and raise several children, one of whom became my grandfather. Both of GGrandfather’s children, one of whom became my father graduated from high school, when only 8% of the entire US population did. My father would graduate from Miss Lynn’s Business College and become a bookkeeper.
Then came the rest of J. W. Duffey’s heirs four and five generations later. We all graduated from college – good ones too! We became doctors, lawyers, social workers, business owners, business leaders, accountants, teachers, mothers, fathers, civic leaders and a couple of the heirs even like horses and that blacksmith stuff.
Mr. Miller, I would hate to think what would have happened in 1848 if that12 year boy and his family were not allowed to come to America.
Enough about my family coming to America, Mr. Miller. How about your family? Please know I signed you up withAncestry.com. so you can determine how, when and why your family arrived in America. Miller? I betting the name is English as in white, male and protestant. Your ancestors probably said “Let the Irish starve.”
The proud heir of an Irish immigrant.
PS – Mr. Miller if you wear a pink bow tie, you really will look like Pee Wee Herman.
Wednesday, August 2, 2017 – What a Dump? Beyond the Forest
Let’s play Jeopardy! The categories are:
Movie and History Trivia, The United States Constitution, Impeach and Remove, Golf Etiquette and finally Dumb Ass Statements by the POTUS.
I’ll take Movie and History trivia for $1000, please Alex.
A Daily Double!
Let’s make it true Daily Double and risk it all.
The answer is:
Beyond the Forest
Answer: From what movie is the line ‘what a dump’?
Correct: This line is spoken by Rosa Moline (played by Bette Davis) in the film Beyond the Forest, directed by King Vidor (1949).
Next question: For the jeopardy of the country, the answer is:
Answer: Who said the same line and called The White House a dump?
That is correct.
Too bad the DJT’s Presidency did not come with a warning like Beyond the Forest did.
The movie Beyond the Forest comes with a warning in the first few seconds: “This is the story of evil. Evil is headstrong, is puffed up.”
Tuesday, August 1, 2017 – Without Cognitive Content
Good Morning, Class,
Our vocabulary word for today is “anoesis.” It is a noun that means a state of mind consisting of pure sensation or emotion without cognitive content. See also, White House Communications Office.
Friday, July 28, 2017 – Snarky Friday – the last Friday of July. The Return of College Football – Please Hurry!
Tomorrow is another Saturday with no college football.I am beginning to worry about myself. I hope I can make it. The withdrawal symptoms are serious. At least in February there was basketball,
then baseball and softball to get me through the spring. But the summer months have been brutal.
For the past two months on Saturday nights I have watched the entire season of National Geographic’s Big Pacific on the PBS Channel. The PBS CHANNEL! Last Saturday’s Season Finale was called “Big Pacific – Reproduction.”
About midway through the hour of underwater wonder, I thought to myself – I am watching fish fornicate. I know there is a better alliteration, but I’m trying to keep it clean. I am watching fish porn. I am pitiful.
How many more days until kick off?
Thursday, July 27, 2017 – Songs to Impeach the President
Good morning listeners. Welcome to station HWIT. Today our Here’s What I’m Thinking program is entitled songs to impeach the President. We, the people, begin with Jim Morrison and The Doors and end with a video of the great Freddie Mercury prophetically playing the POTUS 45. I would like to dedicate the video all LGBT people and especially to the transgender people who defend my freedoms on a daily basis.
Ready? Let’s all skate and sing along. Don’t forget – Keep your voter registration card current.
Strange Days – The Doors – Strange days have found us…
Who’s Sorry Now? – Connie Francis –
Who’s sorry now? Who’s Sorry Now? Whose heart is aching for breaking each vow? Who’s sad and blue? Who’s crying too? Just like I cried over you. Right to the end…
Bad Moon Rising – Creedence Clearwater Revival –
I see a bad moon rising; I see trouble on the way…
With a special dedication to The Mooch and the WH Communications Office let’ sing along with Cab Calloway and Minnie the Moocher.
Folks, here’s a story ’bout Minnie the Moocher He is a red-hot hoochie-coocher; He was the roughest, toughest frail But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale;
Hi-dee hi-dee hi-dee hi (hi-dee hi-dee hi-dee hi) Whoa-a-a-a-ah (whoa-a-a-a-ah) Hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-dee-hee (hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-dee-hee) He-e-e-e-e-e-e-y (he-e-e-e-e-e-e-y)
Be Prepared – Tom Leher
Be prepared! That’s the Boy Scout’s marching song, Be prepared! As through life you march along. Be prepared to hold your liquor pretty well, Don’t write naughty words on walls if you can’t spell…
Wasted Days and Wasted Nights – Freddie Fender –
Wasted days and wasted nights …
Here is a song dedicated to the POTUS from Special Prosecutor, Robert Muller and his staff – Every Breath You Take – The Police –
Every move you make; every step you take, I’ll be watching you…
From the Department of Justice and Jeff Sessions we have this dedication to POTUS 45.
I Fought the Law and the Law Won – Bobby Fuller –
I’m breakin’ rocks in the hot sun;
I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won
I needed money ’cause I had none I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won…”
And dedicated to POTUS 45 with all due respect to Freddie Mercury HWIT presents:
The Great Pretender – Freddie Mercury – Note: this is so spot on Trump it is scary.
Wednesday, July 26, 2017 – Way Back Wednesday and Where’s Wanda?
Let’s get in the Wayback Machine and return to Magnolia, Texas to the year 1957. We are sitting in Mrs. Shannon’s second grade classroom. It is an ordinary day of arithmetic, coloring and reading groups according to one’s reading level. (Blue Birds, Red Birds and Black Birds – aka Buzzards.)
Suddenly striking fear in to the heart of every child, standing at the classroom door – NOOOOO! – IT’S NURSE RUBY BRASWELL! She was the original Nurse Ratchet. Time for immunizations!
There we stood – lined up in alphabetical order – Carraway, Day, Dean, Duffey… Harper, Lloyd, Rickett and Wade.
The Bingles, Bundages, Calverts, Carringtons, Clarks, The Glass Twins, the Jacobs, the Horaces, the Lyons, the Millings, the Townsends, the Rosses and the others would join us later in our fear or at least tales of Nurse Braswell. But back to the Grade Two.
In the second grade you are old enough to know that crying upon being stabbed in the arm with an ice pick in the rough, field, looking hands of Nurse Ruby is not an option. Slowly we marched single file down the dark cool hallway of Magnolia Elementary School awaiting our fate and trying not to pee in our pants out of fear.
The line was to stop just outside Nurse B’s office. She would step into her office, get our student record folder, and grab the shot needle. As our name was called, we were to step forward, take the giant hypodermic needle in our left arm and not flinch or scream and then return to our classroom.
Nurse called “Carroway,” and Lucille stepped bravely forward and stoically thrust out her left bicep. As she did, Day, very calmly walked out the front door out of the building, down the cement steps, down the red brick sidewalk, around the creosote post and was calmly walking across the parking lot when Nurse Braswell, folder and needle in hand yelled, “DAY? WANDA DAY? Where’s Wanda?”
At this point, Nurse Braswell makes a wrong decision and goes back to the hallway looking for Wanda. Not finding her Nurse B. returns to the silent line of second graders demanding to know “Where is Wanda?” As if choreographed, the entire line lifts right arms and point out side.
There’s Wanda. By this time, Wanda was almost in front of my old house (now the Catholic Church) continuing to calmly walk down the highway.
I do not remember what happened after that. Poor Wanda was probably caught, returned to the principal’s, office and still got shot in the arm. I just remember thinking “Go Wanda. I hope you make it.” I do not think the rest of us were immunized that day. If no one has ever thanked you, Wanda, I am thanking you now for no shots that day and such a great memory.
And we’re back to the present.
I hope wherever you are Wanda, that you are still as brave today as you were back then.
Saturday, July, 22, 2017 Do I Miss Austin?
I am often asked if I miss living in Austin, Texas. I must say, at times, most definitely. May “Keep Austin Weird” never die.
Texas Tribune (@TexasTribune) tweeted at 8:44 AM on Fri, Jul 21, 2017:
1/ The #bathroombill is being heard in a committee hearing today. Here’s what you need to know: https://t.co/yUcq5EZwVu #txlege https://t.co/rjKEZO1kZO