⦿Yakety Yak – the Coasters 1959

a fun ‘moldy-oldie’ record by the Coasters
with funny lyrics about a teenager being tormented by his folks into doing his chores.
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‘you tell your hoodlum friends outside you ain’t got time to take a ride’

⦿ Tessa the Rescue Cat

Some years ago my neighbors, a retired couple, adopted a  young shelter rescue cat, Tessa. They’d ask me to look after her when they travelled, and Tessa and I developed a special bond – she was a sweet affectionate kitty.  When they  passed on their adult son came to clear and sell the condo; we became friends.  The situation arose of what to do about Tessa – neither of us could take her in, and I made great efforts to find her a new home.
I wrote this story to find some resolution to my emotional involvement in the situation.
This is her story, in her voice…  Warning :: this is not for everyone, not a happy ending.
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My name is Tessa. I’m 12 years old — I’m no kitten anymore.   But  ever since I was little, I’m scared  of  loud  noises and  scared about  being alone.

I have 3 brothers and one sister and when we were kittens, one day our Mama didn’t come back, never ever.  We cried and cried, we were hungry and cold and scared.  Then someone put us all in a box and took us to a scary place we didn’t like at all.  There were big dogs barking real loud and howling–we were so scared we were  trembling.  There were a bunch of other cats too,  all  ages and  sizes  and colors,  all of them yelling and screaming and crying.  It was horrible.  We never were around  other cats  before, and we  didn’t like it !
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And  right away  the 5 of us were  separated. I heard 2 of my brothers calling for  the  rest  of us,  and  we all were crying for  Mama.  But we never saw Mama again, and I never saw my sister or brothers again. It was  a  bad  place,  allright,  and  I  was  alone  now.
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“Crybaby. . you’re such a crybaby.”  It was a calico in the next cage making fun of me,  just  to  be  mean.  A  black and white cat on  my  other side said  to the  calico  “Oh you shut  up over  there,  leave  the  baby  be . .  she just lost  her  mama.”
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To me she said   “You go ahead and cry.  I know how you feel, kid—they took  my  babies  away  from  me.  But  it’ s done.  Things  will  be  ok,  you’ll  see.”     
That made me feel not so alone and scared, someone being nice to me.  I was getting used to the  constant  noise and was suddenly  sleepy.   I  laid  down on the soft towel in  the  back of  my cage.
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The people in this place came around to give us food and water twice a day.  They were nice,  saying nice things and  petting us —  but I still missed  my family real bad. Sometimes some of the cats would be taken out of  their  cages to  be  taken  somewhere  else,  but  we  didn’t  know where.  Some  of  them were  brought  back  and  they  looked  so  sad, but  they  didn’t  talk  about  it.  Sometimes people would walk around looking at all of us, maybe pointing to one and smiling, and that cat would be taken out and didn’t come back.
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The day came pretty quickly for  my turn to come out. .  and I  got  adopted !!   A lady picked ME to be her  cat !  She was a real  nice lady with a  man,  and  they took  me to  their home.  I got put in a cage again and rode in a car, that was scary.  But then I didn’t have to be  in a cage anymore and  I  wouldn’t  be  lonely  any more — I  had  a  home,  and  people !
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The lady was sweet and nice, so happy to have a companion. The man wasn’t so sure about me, but he tolerated me because I made the lady happy.  Sometimes the lady and man would leave on trips and  another Lady who lived upstairs would take care of me,  feeding me and playing with me.  I was sad when she went home but she came back later every time.  She gave me my favorite toy, my little pink mouse.
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But after a time  I was sad again, my nice lady was gone away, she died.  The man was so sad, he didn’t know what to do.  But he had a good heart and came to love me, because  I reminded him of the lady.  He got me toys and talked to me, I was happy again.
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Then he was gone too. I was scared and sad again..  When the man died, I couldn’t live there anymore, I didn’t have my own people anymore.  I was very sad.  The man’s son came  there for a while and the nice Lady upstairs tried real hard  to find me  a new home and people,  but it never happened.
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The time came for all of us to leave.  The Lady & Man caged me  .  WHY  are you doing this ?  Please,  no – I’ll be a good cat,  don’t take me there.  I’ll be good , I promise !  Please, no.
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The Lady is crying, I’m crying too.. Why are they doing this ? Everything was fine before, they liked me. The Lady brought me special treats all the time  and petted me  and played red laser dots with me a lot.  She put my favorite toy, the pink mouse, in this cage with me today.  She’s talking to me but I don’t want to listen anymore.
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I’m back at that place where I was taken as a kitten, where that nice lady came and got me out.  I do not like it here, at all !   The people that work at this place come by once a day and take some of the cats out of their cages.  They’re scared and we never see them again.  But I  think they’re getting adopted like I did before !  It will be my turn soon,  just like before. I’ll have a new home with nice people again !
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Soon it was my turn to go.  I’m going to be adopted !   A nice girl  held me as she walked, she even brought my little pink mouse too.
I heard someone say  words I didn’t understand :“This is her second time here, she’s too old now.”
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We went into a bright room with tables and cabinets and strange metal things. It smelled funny and it frightened me.  The girl handed me over to a nice man. He held me close, the way I like, and said nice things to me as he  stroked me, and said my name.
I liked that.
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“This won’t hurt a bit, Tessa . . go to sleep, sweetheart”  as he gently slipped the syringe into my leg.
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He laid her down into a cardboard box and tucked the little pink mouse between her paws.
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⦿ Japan’s Truck Gardening Contest

Japan’s Truck Gardening Contest  because : why not !

     Since 2016, a uniquely Japanese event has been held in Osaka each year :
The Kei-tora Gardening Contest. The kei-tora, formally known as the Kei Truck,
is a tiny but practical vehicle common in Japan. Landscape design and gardening
companies participate to see who can come up with the best garden within the
confines of the bed of the truck.

  Full article found on   Spoon & Tamago
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⦿ My Mysterious Brain

A  mystery  to  me :  In the past 10 years or so, I’ve noticed a strange thing in myself.
Numerous times when heavily involved in something,  usually either in past ongoing intense cyber chats/ email conversations, or when  engrossed in writing fiction, in the back of my mind I suddenly visualize a particular location for myself, other than where
I actually am at the time.   A few examples for particular situations :: in the living room of my childhood house, sitting on the floor with my laptop in a present day chat, or on a serene lawn under a certain giant oak,  or in a mountain vacation cabin from my teenage years.  This is where I was, in my head, when conversing with particular people.
I have no idea how these images/ vague memories came to be associated with cyber conversations many years later, but once randomly established, they were there for the duration, every time.

The way I came to think of it was : there is a virtual roulette wheel  with real random physical locations represented, which spun until stopping when I began an email or chat conversation with someone.  And that’s the place I would be, with no logic to it.

Always in the back of my mind  I’d be vaguely aware of truly believing I was in these places, as if in a fugue state almost, to the point of when the conversation stopped, I’d be somewhat surprized  and startled to find myself suddenly in my present house.  But it wasn’t with everybody – again, apparently  random.  What’s going on in my brain ! ?  haha    I wonder if this happens to anybody else.

On a smaller scale, often if I randomly recall an incident or memory while doing a particular thing, like making coffee,  then almost every time subsequently that old memory pops up.  It can be quite annoying, as the memories or incidents are not necessarily ones I care to remember endlessly ! General advice for that sort of thing is – just stop thinking about it.  That’s like saying,  stop looking at the purple elephant in the room !
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Another oddity – I read an article in a magazine years ago about a strange condition called Synesthesia, where  some people can ‘see’ certain words, letters, numbers, music, or events as particular colors.
I’d never heard of that,  and found it fascinating.  I mentioned it in passing to my stepmother after my Dad died.

I was flabbergasted when she told me : my Dad had told her  that when I was a little girl,    I was like that !  I’d say things like  ‘Today is a green day, yesterday was yellow , I like the blue fives, they’re pretty’.  My Dad never told me anything about that !  and I have absolutely zero memory of it,  and I no longer ‘experience colors’… although now I wish I still did !
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⦿ Porky Pig & Charley the Dog~~~ 1940’s Looney Tunes

Two 1940’s Looney Tunes cartoons. Click link or linked image.

Charley the Dog is determined to be adopted by Porky Pig.
. . .  ‘You ain’t got no dog  and  I ain’t got no master’.

Little Orphan Airedale   1947

https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x44hd9c

Awful Orphan   1949
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https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x6ecxen

be advised, embedded ads that can’t be skipped… ggrrrr
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⦿ Bonnie Raitt ~ You Got It

Bonnie Raitt, 1995.  The 1989 song by Roy Orbison,Tom Petty & Jeff Lynn.
I’ve never heard of a bad word said against her, she is widely respected for her character as well as talent.     I love her to death !
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⦿Palácio da Pena~Sintra, Portugal

Sintra Portugal-in the forest alt view
 I  love-love-love this photo !  It looks like something in a fairy-tale . . enchanting.

These places are in the hidden gardens of the Palácio da Pena ~ Sintra, Portugal.
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Sintra Portugal-the path   Sintra Portugal secret gazebo
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Sintra Portugal hidden stairs

Sintra Portugal - lake tower

Palacio da Pena Sintra Portugal

   . .              thanks to my lovely Portuguese friend  Teresa !
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⦿ Dandelion Wish Central

This just intrigues and amuses me. . . 

A dandelion wish-making facility in L.A.     This was for 2 days only ! 
‘The anonymous art collective simply known as the  Art Department  transformed
a decommissioned building into a secret wish-processing facility.
More pictures on the Art Department site.


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The full story is interesting, find the article on HyperAllergic
https://www.messynessychic.com/2019/05/27/13-things-i-found-on-the-internet-today-vol-cccliii/
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⦿ some more funny cats

 people still like funny cats on the internet


Did you tell me ‘NO’ ?!
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cat-cooking
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My mom told me  I’m  ‘special’ !
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   Viking Patrol 
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my dumbass cat does this–and there’s been NO drip for 2+ yrs
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and make it snappy . .


The Boss
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  ‘Honey,  your cat is drunk… again!’
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. . . . . .     cat paw sox !

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⦿ High-Diving Giraffes & Trampoline Elephant

‘High-Diving Giraffes’ – an odd but charming realistic CGI digital animation.
Giraffes just wanna have fun. . .

 

.giraffe-shades   Hey !  No running by the pool !
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Trampoline Elephant

 

⦿ Cannibals – Mark Knopfler 1996

A feel-good Zydeco thing,  &  not about cannibals !
from  ‘A Night in London’ concert, live 1996  –  with a long intro w/Sonny Landreth.
This is wild  at the end  and everyone has a good time !

big strong daddy,  big strong boy,  livin’ in a big strong land’

‘once upon  time there were cannibals, now there are no cannibals anymore’

⦿ Mexico – James Taylor (1975)

A lovely record that I associate with a dear friend, now passed on.
I introduced this song to him so now I associate it with pleasant memories.  

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⦿ funny cats

 . . because people like funny cats on the internet . .
more funny cats posts collected together in the category page ::: ⇓
https://lookhere3.wordpress.com/all-the-cat-posts-part-1-pictures-videos-gifs/    (and part 2)

   
    ==  OBEY ME, HUMAN ! == 

       

     
Burrito  Cat
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       stop laughing at me!

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        how cute is this !   ⇓  

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⦿ the Oortman Dollhouse

 An amazing  300+ yr old  dollhouse. !

 Petronella Oortman  was a Dutch woman whose extraordinarily elaborate dollhouse
is displayed as part of the permanent collection of the Rijksmuseum 
in Amsterdam.
Built between 1686 and 1710, it features marble floors, porcelain 
dishes  and
specially commissioned artwork.

Her dollhouse was the inspiration for the 2014 novel The Miniaturist by Jessie Burton.
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   ”The Dollhouse of Petronella Oortman’    painting by Jacob Appel (1710)
 https://www.messynessychic.com/2018/02/05/13-things-i-found-on-the-internet-today-vol-cclxxiii/

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⦿ Move It On Over . . . . . . . . .. . . . George Thorogood

a killer record that never gets old ! (a surprize : written by Hank Williams Sr.)
If this doesn’t wake you up, you might be dead. . .
. move over little dog, the big dog’s comin’ in
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⦿That Time Bob Dylan Smiled at Me

 . . he points. .
Dylan pointing 1. . Dylan pointing 2. .Dylan points

. . he smiles and laughs at the silly girl. .
Dylan smile. .Dylan laughing.  Dylan laughing 2

 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . …. Dylan smiling GIF
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⦿ Cabinets of Curiosity

Cabinets of Curiosity – vintage art:  Joseph Cornell, 1930s-40s
Joseph Cornell’s best-known works are glass-fronted boxes into
…. which he 
arranged Victorian bric-a-brac, old photographs,
……. dime-store trinkets, and other found elements. 

 

 

 




via   http://www.messynessychic.com/2017/11/06/13-things-i-found-on-the-internet-today-vol-cclx/

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⦿The Gentleman’s Surprise Chair

The  Gentleman’s  ‘Surprise  Chair’   circa 1888

Found on Reddit.
http://www.messynessychic.com/2017/10/16/13-things-i-found-on-the-internet-today-vol-cclvii/
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⦿Dancers of the Casino de Paris

Dancers of the Casino de Paris ~ costumes
The Casino de Paris is one of the most well known music halls of Paris, with

a history dating back to the 18th century.   These hand-coloured postcards
depict some of the colourful and bizarre costumes from around 1915-1920.
There are other spectacular Casino de Paris costumes not shown here because ‘NSFW’

   

    

     

     

    
….Moulin Rouge..………………………………………………………..  Folies Bergere
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⦿ Bugs Bunny ~ Naughty Gun

‘How simply dreadful !  Did I hurt you with my naughty gun?’
Bugs Bunny in drag    w/Daffy Duck & Elmer Fudd  from ‘Rabbit Fire’ 1951
  . . . . this just makes me laugh every time
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⦿ Let’s Rub Noses Like the Eskimoses ~ Porky Pig 1939

‘Let’s Rub Noses Like the Eskimoses’
There’s a nice land known as Iceland, living there is swell,
That’s where those frozen people dwell.
One supposes rubbing noses saves them lots of heat
Boy, how they’re making both ends meet!

Oh, let’s rub noses like the Eskimoses,
That’s a northern custom turns winter into spring
Each polar guy’s a hero when it’s under zero
You can always trust them to do that certain thing

When the band is playing Nola at the Polar Ball
You won’t find a blue schnozola anywhere at all
Let’s rub noses like the Eskimoses
Don’t you know that’s Eskimo for “I love you”?
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⦿ Sitting Pretty — 1948 film . . . . . . . . Mr Belvedere

Clifton Webb (Mr Belvedere),  Maureen O’Hara,  Robert Young
31:05 – 33:08 for  the baby, Mr Belvedere &  the famous oatmeal scene
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⦿The Moon is Blue – 1953 film

   .Maggie McNamara, William Holden, David Niven
    This one was hard to find for free, but success at last !

at 52:07 ~ David Niven & the popovers :: ‘Weren’t those popovers gooood?’
 . . . .           Found on ‘the Wayback Machine’    https://archive.org/
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⦿The Ancient Lights Windows

  The ‘Ancient  Lights’  Windows of Englandancient-lights-windows

An intriguing phrase. . .
On many old brick buildings around London  are signs saying  ‘Ancient Lights‘  marked  beneath
individual windows. The phenomenon is not unique to London. The signs can be found in Dorset,
Kent, and other places across England.  What are they?
‘Ancient Lights’ or the ‘Right to Light’ is an English property law that gives house owners the right
to receive natural light from and through a window  if that particular window has been receiving
light uninterrupted for  20 years.
Once a person gains the right to ancient lights, an owner of the adjoining land cannot obscure them,
such as by erecting a building, raising a wall or planting trees.
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http://www.amusingplanet.com/2016/12/the-ancient-lights-of-england.html
http://www.messynessychic.com/2016/12/12/13-things-i-found-on-the-internet-today-vol-ccxix/

⦿ It’s More Cat GIFS


mean kitty ! the bitch-slap with a backhand enhancement        
‘When you’re slapped, you’ll take it and like it.’ [Sam Spade]


……. a goofy kitty

    
   ..  naughty kitten     …………………       ………………..                       …..   boop

    
…………………………………………………  what’s in the box. . .

  
 squeezy paws


………… the shell game

  
…. the cat who thinks she’s a dog


 

⦿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 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… now that my dad has passed on.

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

Yeah.. it was kinda like this  !
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