⦿ My Baseball Story

Years ago I went to a major league baseball  day game with my boyfriend of the time.  I could take it or leave it but he’d invited me and was excited about going and I wanted to be with him. We worked together on midnights, getting off work at 7am,  and the game was late morning, so no chance to get any sleep.
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We had upper bleacher seats at center field, the farthest from home plate.  I was dead tired and zoned out, basically drooling on myself from no sleep…when my boyfriend suddenly jumped up and put his hands in front of my face–to block a hard-hit ball from smashing my face in !  I never even saw it coming.  He saved me ! and injured his hand pretty badly as well.
My hero !  I am forever grateful for what he did.        (
Thank you  David L.)

 

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⦿ Don’t Touch It

I love this thing,   I  laugh every time..
the kitty’s name Gizmo, in the shoebox with his funny face

 Don’t Touch It Kitty (20 seconds) ..……………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

⦿ Cry Danger ~ 1951 film noir. . . .Dick Powell, Rhonda Fleming

Dick Powell, Rhonda Fleming, William Conrad
a film-noir gem–see it while you can, may be deleted off youtube as was the previous posting ………………………………………………………………………………………….

⦿The Driving Lesson

Long, long ago when I was in high school, and  learning to drive ::: there was a certain Saturday when my boyfriend of the the time was supposed to pick me up to go to the Renaissance Fair.. but after I’d taken a psychedelic substance in anticipation of the occasion, he phoned me to say we couldn’t go after all, because of car trouble.

So there I was, high at home.. and my dad said — ‘well then, a perfect opportunity for a driving lesson’.   A bit of panic !  Who  wants to go practice-driving with their dad when they’re high on LSD ? !  I tried begging off but he said  ‘GET IN THE CAR,  NOW!’     And so I went,  a relatively inexperienced new driver, trying to be ‘normal’ while high on acid, driving in the car with my dad. .  yikes ! 

 But surprizingly  it went ok –I pretty much kept my mouth shut and I didn’t drive up a tree or anything!  (and by the way–on a stick-shift.)     My dad never knew I was spaced out on acid that day. . .  so  now these many years later  it’s  a funny memory… 

(for info : haven’t partaken in that substance for many, many years since then)

Yeah.. it was kinda like this  !
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