Actually it is, “Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes!” The original text in Mario Puzo’s book The Godfather (1969) read: “The fish means that Luca Brasi is sleeping on the bottom of the ocean,” he said. “It’s an old Sicilian message.” My grandfather, Santo, who strangely departed on Santa’s Christmas Eve, 1924, knows what that means, exactly! So stay…… Continue reading Don’t Post With the Fishes!
We all know about the Great Wall of China that connected the fortifications built by various states during Spring and Autumn (771-476 BC) and the Warring State periods (475-221 BC).They were connected by the first emperor of China, Qin Shi Huang, to protect his newly formed Qin Dynasty (221-206 BC) against incursions by nomads from…… Continue reading The Really Great Wall of Ourselves!
Hopefully guaranteed to get under somebody’s PC craw! This an actual photo of a Wader Bird and I just added sunglasses and a purse … just because it looked appropriate! Wait a minute! It looks a bit like a Kardashian! But the butt isn’t big enough! Waders are birds commonly found along shorelines and mudflats…… Continue reading More 50 Shades of Sexism!
From AllWorship.com Blog:Once there was a man who asked God for a flower and a butterfly. But instead God gave him a cactus and a caterpillar. The man was sad. He didn’t understand why his prayer was not answered. Then the man thought, “Oh well, He has so many people to care for,” and he…… Continue reading The Butterfly and the Flower!
Maybe, an example of how to diffuse a dangerous situation. Just maybe! The year was 1966. I went back to South Jersey for a weekend away from Penn State “Happy Valley.” Four friends and myself had stopped at a local bowling alley for a game or two. For some unknown reason a tall, dark, menacing…… Continue reading I May Be Small … But! (Another Damn Reblog)
Note: This is not a worldview, or political statement one way or the other! Just a short story from somebody’s personal Twilight Zone! ———— A woman photographer was at a photo shoot. A young boy was there staring intensely at her. She didn’t know why. So she approached him and asked, “Why are you looking…… Continue reading The Boy That Never (Really) Was!
My wife asked: When did you start your adventures in art? Well, if that’s what it is, I started as a wee baby. My first medium being potty art. Unusual shapes and colors which pungent odors throw in here and there for special effect. And some of my diapers were pure masterpieces. But they had…… Continue reading Potty Art Revisited!