Well, Turkey Day is here again, and it’s been some time since I last posted about Thanksgiving. This year is obviously different. This virus has complicated so many things about our way of life. Not just here in the US, but all around the world. Thanksgiving is a family event, and most of us won’t have our family with us.
This year son-the-elder is hosting our little gathering. It will be family only, so people we are in contact with on a regular basis. While this isn’t true isolation, it is safe enough for me. If things get too crazy, and people I don’t know start showing up, I’ll give my thanks to everyone and have to leave. Everyone understands that, so if it happens, it happens.
So, here’s the deal. We have an 80-pound dog, and an 8 pound cat. They don’t see eye to eye physically or figuratively. One thing they do have in common, is they love to lie down in the middle of the doorway or entry way all over the house. If you try to step over them, the dog will try to stand up which makes you straddle him like riding a horse. While the cat will freak out and run into your legs.
When this happens and your foot comes in contact with the dog, you break your foot. If your foot happens to run into the cat, you break the cat. In either case, you’ll fall and break your hip. Only the dog gets out of this unhurt.
I grew up in Miami in the 60’s and 70’s. I know hurricanes and really feel sorry for the folks in the New Orleans and Bermuda areas. They have been getting slammed with storms this year. Back in when we were hit with three hurricanes in six weeks. Here in Daytona Beach area we had Charley, Frances, and Jeanne, while Ivan stayed far enough away from us, it did affect parts of the state.
But here’s what I’m seeing; “Life threatening storm surge”. I don’t remember seeing that phrase so often in previous years. My older brother tells me the hurricane Donna in 1960 caused a massive storm surge that flooded our yard, and we lived a good 10 miles from the coast. I have to believe that climate change is the main reason that storms have become more frequent and stronger.
Hurricanes seem to hit so more frequently in my youth, nut not as hard. Later, when I was grown, I always joked that if we didn’t get at least one hurricane a year we got mad because we were missing out on a hurricane party. That’s not true of course. Well it may be truth for some folks.
You have to understand that hurricanes are such a way life in south Florida we nicknamed the university the Hurricanes. Their mascot is Sebastian the ibis. Why an ibis? Because the ibis is the last animal to leave the everglades before the storm and the first to return after the storm.
Here’s a joke we used to say before that started using male names for storms; “Why don’t they name hurricanes after men? Because they wouldn’t make it past the Virgin Islands!”. Hey – it was funny when I was 10.
Genealogy isn’t rocket science. It’s much, much harder! I’m not necessarily saying that tongue in cheek. Take this post from my genealogy blog. It was so very difficult to put the dilemma in words that it may not make sense to those that do have experience in genealogy. In short, I think I have two ladies with the same name in the wrong places. The one I have as my great grandmother may belong with the family of her cousin and vice versa. The do have the same names and are rather close in age. In any case, I set that problem aside and started working on Wifey’s family for a bit.
Let’s return to the cat for a moment. For a tiny little thing, she makes one hell of a mess. She will grab a mouthful of food then let most of it fall out of her mouth on to the floor while she chews. She throws her head around like it’s something still alive and she has to kill it. So know we have little kibbles all over the bathroom floor. She also tends to splash her water out on to the floor as well. I’m wondering if she thinks she’s a racoon and is washing her paws. She used to splash water into her food dish and let it sit there. Then she wouldn’t eat the mushy food. She doesn’t like any wet food, nor will she eat any tuna, shrimp or other seafood. She is a very weird cat.
Well, that’s all I have for now. Here’s a semi-related video. It’s about a dog, and it’s political. This is election season here in the USA. I will be so happy when all the ads stop! Thanks for reading!
Taking a break from the genealogy today. I did set up a couple of test family trees for the two matches I mentioned yesterday, but that’s it. Not going to stress over finding long lost cousins right now.
Today’s stuck song features two gentlemen that are on some of my other lists. Walter Becker is on the Guitar Gods and Wizards list, and Donald Fagen in also on the Singer – Songwriter list. But this song is not what I had in mind when I will feature each of them later. This is a Steely Dan song. Donald and Walter will show up later.
Steely Dan is an American rock and jazz fusion band founded in 1972 by core members Walter Becker (guitars, bass, backing vocals) and Donald Fagen (keyboards, lead vocals). Blending elements of rock, jazz, latin music, R&B, blues and sophisticated studio production with cryptic and ironic lyrics, the band enjoyed critical and commercial success starting from the early 1970s until breaking up in 1981. Initially the band had a core lineup, but in 1974, Becker and Fagen retired the band from live performances altogether to become a studio-only band, opting to record with a revolving cast of session musicians. Rolling Stone has called them “the perfect musical antiheroes for the Seventies”.
After the group disbanded in 1981, Becker and Fagen were less active throughout most of the next decade, though a cult followingremained devoted to the group. Since reuniting in 1993, Steely Dan has toured steadily and released two albums of new material, the first of which, Two Against Nature, earned a Grammy Award for Album of the Year. They have sold more than 40 million albums worldwide and were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in March 2001. VH1 ranked Steely Dan at #82 on their list of the 100 greatest musical artists of all time. Founding member Walter Becker died on September 3, 2017, leaving Fagen as the sole official member.
I have mentioned “The Dan” in an earlier blog post. Well, at least I thought I did. I can’t seem to find it now. So, I guess I’ll have to retell the story. It’s not too long but go get an adult beverage if you’d like.
I was about 13 years old just throwing a football around with a neighbor. He was older than I, about my brother’s age maybe even a few years older. As we were playing catch, we were talking music. Yes, even at an early age I was trying to learn about the music I was listening to on the radio, and from the albums I was “borrowing” from my older siblings.
When we got around to talking about The Beatles (they had broken up by this time) Ol’ Tommy told me that Steely Dan would be the “next Beatles”. They may not have made it quite that big, but they did have a very loyal following. This was about the time that “Reelin’ In The Years” was out so I knew the band. I did my best from then to get every album of theirs I could find. I still have them. Somewhere…
“Rikki Don’t Lose That Number” must be their biggest hit, but it’s not my favorite. For whatever reason “Kid Charlemagne” takes that title. But that’s not the song that’s stuck in my head. This one is.
Oh, I think I scared off the every Friday vistor. I have seen him/her since I mentioned it. Too bad!