Hank Williams, Jr, Cybil Shepherd, ESPN - and underwear on the head!

Good God! It isn't as if I don't have enough to write about! Then Hank Williams, Jr. gives me more work to do!

OK....OK..... Here goes:

First and foremost, let me state my fundamental beliefs on the subject:

I will defend to my death your right to freedom of speech. Freedom of speech is a principal foundation that the United States of America is founded upon. I believe that it is your right to say what you want to say, where you want to say it and when you want to speak your mind.

Let's go on a journey to one of my famous segways:

Please consider Cybil Shepherd in the movie, "Martha, Inc".

I am grotesquely over-paraphrasing Martha when she said, referring to Cybil's portrayal of herself in the movie, "You might want to watch what you say about someone who has more money and more power than you do!"

I, for one, didn't need a big red firetruck to hit me head-on to understand what Martha was referring to when she spoke, and why ESPN pulled Hank Williams Jr's intro that they use on the network.

This is the Hank Williams Jr video that caused him to lose his money maker:

If I am forced to admit the truth, I will have to say that, in tthis instance, it is true what "they" say! "A picture is worth 1,000 words!"

I often use videos as a reference to classic lines in sitcoms to make the point that I am attempting to illustrate a bit more clear.

Please evaluate, if you will, the following video. The quote that I am singling out is in the second part of this Designing Women episode, but I will include both links so you can watch the entire episode, if you want to do so.

This episode is entitled "The Engagement", and it's original airdate was March 27, 1989

Part 1:

And part 2:


In this segment, please refer to 06:30 in the following video.  Located immediately below this clip, I have provided a transcript of the section to which I am referring:

The transcript: (the red text is the gold that I am mining here!):


Mary Jo drags Julia to a keg party for moral support as she breaks off with her younger boyfriend, Kenny. As Julia returns from the powder room she runs into Kenny, who has boxer shorts on his head. 


KENNY: Mrs. Sugarbaker! How 'bout you and I going out sometime? I bet I could pick up a thing or two from you.


JULIA: Well, I doubt that, Kenny. But I might be able to offer you one piece of wisdom.


KENNY: Oh yeah? What's that?


JULIA: I believe that you will find as years go by, and you get older and wiser, traversing life's little ups and downs, that underwear probably really doesn't make all that good of a hat. (turning to Mary Jo and speaking loudly to be heard over the music) The powder room isn't really functional now. The keg is in the bathtub and it seems the tap is slow. This is a source of some concern for all the young men in there because they are trying to fill Craig's funnel. Craig, it seems, drinks his beer out of a funnel.


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Let me circle this Boeing 747 back around and head for the runway - I'm getting ready to land this thing!


Once again: I firmly believe our freedom of speech gives us the right to say whatever crosses our minds.


HOWEVER...... ( Don't you just love 'howevers" ??? )


A sense of couth and decorum should allow for some filtering before after the words leave your mind, but before they leak out of your mouth! There is no such thing as "it just slipped out." Don't ever tell me "it just happened" or "it just slipped out", because I will be the last person alive to believe that statement. We are all responsible for our own behaviors, and there are no accidents.


Please refer back to the "underwear probably really doesn't make all that good of a hat" statement. Even though you CAN wear underwear as a hat, a sense of couth and decorum should dictate that you do not do such a thing. Take that statement on a parallel journey to the mouths of Cybil and Hank. Even though they CAN say such things, a sense of couth and decorum should dictate that they do not say such things - especially to people who have the power to radically change their lives with one swoop.


I say to you, Cybil and Hank: "You might want to take the underwear off your head now. It's not working for you!"


This is the point where a comparison between the spoken word and underwear worn on the head comes to an end. Correcting the "underwear / head" problem is an easy task: You simply remove the underwear from your head, and you hope that there were no viable witnesses present! Recanting the spoken word is much more difficult, however - especially if you are a nationally known public figure, and your statements were recorded on video or other permanent media. In this case, eating your own words might be a formidable challenge, indeed - much like capturing smoke in a bag! "Once it's out, it's out!"


Do not give up the ship! Do not lose all hope! This is a preventative measure, rather than an remedy:


(Quoting Dr. Phil, quoting his father...who was quoting 'Anonymous'):


"Never pass up a good opportunity to keep your mouth SHUT."


My fellow St. Louis native poet Maya Angelo once said:“The first time someone shows you who they are, believe them.”
I have always believed that Hank Williams, Jr.'s arrogant sense of self-importance was more than an act. This type of instance is what Maya Angelo was referring to. To paraphrase yet another quote, (either Mark Twain or Abraham Lincoln, depending on who you believe!) said:

"It is better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to open one's mouth and remove all doubt.”

Both quotes - the one attributed to Twain / Lincoln, and the wisdom spoken by Maya Angelo are true and are relevant to to this situation.
Hank Williams, Jr's statement about the President accomplished both tasks:

1) It afforded him the opportunity to show us his true self. (And I believed him!)
2) He opened his mouth, and removed all doubt: He really is a fool!

(I am not going to address the political aspect of this incident. My best friend, "Karma", and her sisters, "the Fates" are excellent house keepers, and they are doing an excellent job of taking care of that business!)




- Michael

Lazy, self-entitled... BIRDS?

Conrad is proof that the lazy, self-entitled epidemic that is sweeping the planet isn't necessarily limited to humans!

I heard, "Come here! Come here!" coming from his cage once too often this morning. I was loading the dishwasher, and without looking in that direction, I replied, "I'll come and get you out in a minute!" He was insistent! "Come here! Come here!"

When I finally looked up from my work, I noticed that he was not staring, but GLARING at the bottom of his cage. He was talking to the peanuts in his snack bowl! Instead of going down to the bottom of the cage to get the peanuts, he was demanding, and expecting the peanuts to come to him! After a few minutes of demanding that those poor peanuts come to him, he got pissed and climbed as quickly as he could down to his snack bowl. UH-OH! Those peanuts were in trouble! He picked up the offending peanuts, one by one, and hurled them through the bars bars of his cage, and onto the floor.

The 'entitlement' thing isn't uncommon to African Grey parrots that know how to express themselves.

I decided to test this theory once more. I got him out of his cage, and after our normal "sitting on the shoulder" routine, I put him on the kitchen counter to play while I finished loading the dishwasher.

He immediately went over to the plate that I had sitting on the counter, and completely dismantled the roast beef sandwich that I was eating, and helped himself to as much of it as he could eat. After he ate what he wanted of the sandwich, I had to cut him off at the pass, and rescue the remainder of the shredded bread before he hurled it off the counter, and onto the kitchen floor. ("I'm finished with it! What further purpose can it serve now?")

The test:
I had a large bag of potato chips on the kitchen counter. Conrad LOVES potato chips, and any other food that isn't 'bird food'.

I know that HE knows that potato chips are in that bag. I opened the bag so that he could see inside, but I intentionally left the chips in the bottom of the bag, clearly out of reach from the open end. He walked across the counter, looked inside the open bag. Without going inside the bag, he stuck his head inside, and called to the chips, "Come Here! Come Here!" He was trying to be patient, and for several minutes, he called to the chips to obey him, and come to him. Throughout my life, I have learned from general experience that chips don't make good listeners! After several minutes of calling to them (and I didn't get them out of the bag for him, either!), he charged inside the dark bag, and one by one, he got chips out, took them to the edge of the kitchen counter, cursing like a 65 yr. old drunk sailor during the entire time,  he hurled the offending chips to the floor.

Alex the Grey (famous parrot) also exhibited 'self-entitlment' behaviors.  Human beings are not unique in their laziness - or their expectations!

This is a refresher course on an African Grey parrot's capabilities.   The only 'beef' that I have with this clip is that Diane Sawyer says that Alex was a "genius among birds."  This is not a true statement. Alex had no more and no less capabilities than any other African Grey parrot.   Alex was selected, quite at random from by the pet shop owner, per Dr. Pepperberg's request, so that any of her own personal preferences would be eliminated.  This bird was chosen for her Avian Language Experiment:

A = Avian
L = Language
EX = Experiment
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ALEX !!!! That is how Dr. Pepperberg chose his name.
 

- Michael

Geocaching: A global. digitally-assisted scavenger hunt.

This past weekend,  we attended the Best of Missouri Market and Shaw Art Fair, both held in the vicinity of the Missouri Botanical Gardens.  We went with our friends, Anne Schulte Basler, and her son, Jackson. (He would say that I was mean, and that I was yelling at him for whatever reason if I didn't mention his name!)  :P

(Now, I'm yelling at him!):
Because he is a talented young gardener, and he is sharper than the average bear, I would expect him to take his time and to have a detailed look at the oldest botanical garden in the United States, the Missouri Botanical Gardens.  He was, instead, enthralled by "Geocaching" on a smart phone.  We did have an enjoyable time, and we did locate one cache that was located within the gates of the Botanical Gardens, and there was another one, not far away, in Tower Grove Park (the home of the oldest green house west of the Mississippi River).

Before I delve into this realm, there are some housekeeping duties that we have to attend to.  To catch you up to speed on my general position concerning 'smart phones', please read the following blog first.  It is another of my blog entries:

http://mrtoadslivingoutloud.blogspot.com/2011/03/buying-live-digital-chicken-in.html


Quoting Wikipedia's definiteion:

"Geocaching is an outdoor sporting activity in which the participants use a Global Positioning System (GPS) receiver or mobile device] and other navigational techniques to hide and seek containers, called "geocaches" or "caches", anywhere in the world.


A typical cache is a small waterproof container containing a logbook where the geocacher enters the date they found it and signs it with their established code name. Larger containers such as plastic storage containers (tupperware or similar) or ammunition boxes can also contain items for trading, usually toys or trinkets of little value. Geocaching is often described as a "game of high-tech hide and seek", sharing many aspects with benchmarking, trigpointing, orienteering, treasure-hunting, letterboxing, and waymarking.


Geocaches are currently placed in over 100 countries around the world and on all seven continents, including Antarctica..  After 10 years of activity there are over 1,532,000 active geocaches published on various websites. There are over 5 million geocachers worldwide."

For more information, this is a link to the entire article on Wikipedia:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geocaching

Geocaching's official website::
http://www.geocaching.com/

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We need to get this thing back on track, yet doing so requires another detour.

Mark and I went Las Vegas 7 or 8 years ago.  I really want to go back, and cover the areas that we didn't get to see during our initial short 3 day visit.  We missed the Luxor, Mandalay Bay, Excalibur, New York, New York, The Venetian, and the other hotels in that area.  My energy never ran out, but, alas - time waits for no man!

At any rate, our flight from St. Louis to Las Vegas was not direct.  We had to connect through Houston (!!!)  I have since filed this little flight plan under the category of "Things to avoid, if at all possible, in the future!"  Even though we had only 15 minutes between flights, our total flight time was almost doubled to 6 hours.  The airline(s) later apologized for the inconvenience.  Pardon the pun, but as luck would have it, the gate that we arrived at was as far away as possible from the gate that we were to depart from in just a few short minutes after our arrival at the connecting airport.  In a round-about way of apologizing, the airline(s) arranged for a golf-cart sized buggy to pick us up at one gate, and quickly whisk us to our departing flight.

We arrived at Las Vegas' Mc Carran International Airport later in the evening (9:30 PM), and took a shuttle from the airport to the hotel that sponsored our trip, the Rio Hotel and Casino.  (Rio Roses sponsored the trip as a prize that Mark won from his employer in a rose-selling contest they held around Valentine's Day)

As a matter of coincidence, the Rio Casino and Hotel has the largest Buffet in Last Vegas!  I am a true Foodie!

Anywho....back to the trip from the airport to our hotel.

We were on the shuttle back, and honestly - as "luck" would have it - our hotel / casino was the last stop for this shuttle.  In other words, we had to go past every other casino on the strip. As anyone can attest, the hotels are quite a site by day, and are absolutely stunning when lit at night.   This long round-about trip to our hotel gave us a fantastic sight-seeing opportunity, and at least from the outside, we got a glimpse of every hotel on the strip.

I did NOT have my camera with me, and even though I am a 'slightly' better-than-average photographer, unless I have ample time at my destination, I will not take my camera with me to such destinations.  You ask, "Why not?"

The memory that you are making is only that of you looking through a camera lens because you were too busy looking through that lens to actually enjoy the pure, unadulterated scenery.

Through this medium (a blog), I cannot possibly portray to you the number of people that I see - on a regular basis - "missing the moment" because they are not living in the moment.  They are too busy taking pictures of their children standing in front of some tourist trap, or they are too busy taking pictures of the tourist trap, itself, to live in the here-and-now.   In essence, they have missed the entire reason they are there!  If you go to a beautiful place in this world only to take pictures, and you never bother to enjoy the beauty, yourself, then why not save yourself the time and money, and stay home and look at pictures that other people might have taken, and perhaps, those photographers have done a better job?

Back to the shuttle bus:
While I will do everything in my power to avoid losing absolute control of myself (and to avoid looking like a damned tourist!) I do like to see it all! I want to see BOTH, the tourist traps, and the places where the work-a-day man lives, eats, and seeks entertainment.  There is more to life than tourist traps, and in most instances, the places that people live everyday lives is infinitely more interesting than the tourist traps.

Remember:  This was 7 - 8 yrs. ago, and I was so bothered by this scene that it could have been yesterday or 25 years ago. I will never forget it!

While we were on the shuttle, going by the hotels, I did happen to glance across the isle of the shuttle bus.  I noticed a gentleman with a small video recorder in his palm, and his eye was tightly glued to the eye piece of the thing.  He wasn't missing one second of filming his trip down the Las Vegas strip.  HOWEVER....not for one second did his eye leave that lens. Not one second. In essence, and in all actuality, he missed the entire trip!  Even for a fraction of any second of that shuttle trip, that man never saw one actual glimpse of the beautiful Las Vegas Strip!  He was too busy recording that video, and missed the entire 'show'!

I looked at Mark, and I said right out loud, and in front of God and everybody present: "God, I hope this is not his first and only trip down the magnificent Las Vegas Strip.  If I EVER do that (miss the entire 'show' !), as a result of my own stupid actions, I miss the awe and beauty, please shoot me and shoot me quickly!"

Geocaching is fun, and actually encourages people to 'get off the couch'.  In the words of Martha Stewart, "That is a 'good thing'.

I will not, however, 'miss the entire show' to do such a thing, and I would recommend you to do the same.  The next time, I would strongly encourage you, young Jack, to do BOTH: Geocaching and enjoy the entire Missouri Botanical Garden without being distracted.

I will not do such a thing, however, until the price of chickens in Guadalajara is greatly reduced!

- Michael

My little adventure to The Best of Missouri Market and Shaw Art Show

Today, we attended the last major fall events that we frequent on an annual basis.  We went to the Best of Missouri Market at the Missouri Botanical Gardens, and the Shaw Art Fair right across the street.  

To reduce the crowded conditions at the Best of Missouri Market, they extended this event to Friday night, for a "Sneak Preview"

This event is held in 4 huge tents in the Botanical Garden's parking lot, and has extended into the Garden, itself.  In order for an item to be advertised and sold in this market, it must be manufactured in Missouri. 

We sampled everything from a choice of several wines to salsas, dips, and goat cheeses - and Braunschweiger.  Yes, Braunschweiger!  Anybody that knows me well will know that I have hated Braunschweiger all my life.  It's "gaumy" texture and sharp taste would turn my stomach, and as a child, I would much rather go hungry than eat the stuff - and I often chose the "go hungry" route, rather than to choke the stuff down! I mean... C'mon! The texture of the Braunschweiger that is sold in grocery stores is atrocious!

However...   I found the Williams Brothers Meat Market's booth at the Best of Missouri Market.  They were selling Braunschweiger, as well as many other sausages and meats.  When most people have an aversion to a food or a certain taste or texture, there is no way in Hell that they are going to be convinced to try that food.  
 
This is the e-mail that I just sent Williams Brothers Meat Market:

"I am a 43 yr. old man, and before I found your booth at the Best of Missouri Market, I hated braunschweiger to the point that as a child, if that was my only choice offered for lunch, I would choose the "go hungry" option!

There aren't many flavors or particular foods that I don't like to the point where I will out-right refuse the food. I like to think that I am a much more adventuresome person than to have such a narrow mind.  Every so often, I will have another try at it a food or flavor that I may have originally found to be offensive.   I will taste the offending food once again to see if my perception of taste has changed.  I will gladly announce that, based on it's taste and texture, your braunschweiger is the only braunschweiger that I will ever eat in my life! 

Thank you!  "

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We also looked at the merchandise produced by jewelers, carpenters and furniture builders, wools and yarns from weavers and knitters, soap makers, and restaurants such as The Blue Owl in Kimmswick, MO.  

The Blue Owl's web site:
http://www.theblueowl.com/

The Blue Owl was featured on Food Network for the Level High Apple Pie several years ago.    For several weeks after this segment was run on Food Network, there was a 2 hour waiting list to get into the Blue Owl restaurant.   We ate at the restaurant about 3 years ago.  Today, we bought "personal size" Pecan Butterscotch Pies:

We also bought 4 bottles of wine and a few pieces of Divinity fudge.

Two of the bottles of wine are from the Stone Hill Winery.  These are from the "Jacquesse" wine family.  We bought the Jacquesse Kickin' Berry and the Jacquesse Kickin' Red wines.

From the St. James Winery, we bought 2 bottles of the 2006 Vignoles (Ozark Mountain Sweet Wine).  The grapes used in making this wine we left on the vine until they were 'almost raisins', producint a much sweeter, concentrated flavor.  They were running a special on this wine.  $5 for a 5 yr. old wine isn't a bad price!

Additional info on this wine:
http://www.stjameswinery.com/pdf/2006_late_harvest_vignoles_flyer.pdf

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I also taste tested Deadly Dick's Peppers - hot peppers, and in particular, the XXX Pretzels.

They were **HOT**, but considering that I went back to the booth 4 times, I loved those hot pretzels.

For more info:
http://www.deadlydickspeppers.com/

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There were several fiber artists, featuring their alpaca and llama wools and spun yarns, including 'Alpacas d'Auxvasse".

http://www.alpacasauxvasse.com/

I am a knitter, and the art of turning a natural plant or animal fiber into a yarn, then into a wonderful, beautiful garment or article of clothing has always fascinated me.  The fiber arts are *not* genetically sex-linked, and can be accomplished by either sex, male or female.   Several weavers were in attendance.   Even though weaving is a 'fiber art', it is in a category all of it's own, and the only bind between weaving and knitting is that they both use fibers (yarns, threads, etc).   I would love to learn to weave, but the time and money that I have devoted to my other "ten thousand hobbies" does not allow time, space, or funds for one more hobby!

To date, these are the things that I do on a daily basis:
1) Play piano / organ for 2 - 4 hours.
2) Do an abdominal exercise routine that takes 30 - 45 minutes.
3) Clean house for 4 - 5 hours a day.
4) Care for Conrad, my African Grey parrot, and our 4 dogs.
5) Try to squeeze in time for computer rendering / digital object modeling (1.5 - 2 hrs. a day)
6) Watch Prime Time television with Mark, while knitting from 7:00 - 9:30 PM

Concerning weaving (and getting a new hobby!), and quoting Martha Stewart:
"All I need is one more damned hobby!"  he he he

So - I am going to have to learn to do MORE hobbies vicariously - through watching and appreciating the efforts of others!
In addition to the Best of Missouri Market and Show, we also went to the Shaw Art Fair that is held across the street,  Through years of attending the local art shows, I have grown to know many of the artists on a personal level.

Bruce Holwerda is an artist that is an artist that shows almost every year in the St. Louis art shows (even though he is not from the St. Louis area). I love his work:

For more of his work:
http://store.bruceholwerda.com/

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Not considering the fact that we went to Bob Cassilly's (the creator of 'City Museum') memorial service yesterday, we had a great weekend.  

In many ways, Bob was a champion and a shining example in my life.  He was a genius in many realms.  There was two things, however, that he did not know:
1) The word "NO!"
2) The need for a building permit!

This one is a particularly bitter pill to swallow.    I am going to need a lot more time to choke this one down.   In the mean time, please try to be understanding and accommodating, and please excuse me if I get snappy at those who are less talented, less creative, less energetic, have no drive, those that are lazy, filled with piss-poor excuses, and those who do nothing to enrich the world around us!

I love ya'll dearly!

- Michael

- Michael

Simon Said!

"RIP News Consumer -  Dumbed down to death!"


I love that one....but...but...


Why should it apply to only 'News Consumers', and not 'Consumers-in-general?"

Let's consider one media that can be both an educational God-Send, and a boil on the butt of mankind:  Television.  Reality Television, in particular, and many "How-To" shows will follow a close second place.


After an American Idol (now X-Factor) show, for example, I hear people on the streets quoting Simon Cowell's critiques, word-for-word.  I will ask them, "OK, now that we know what 'Simon Said', without using HIS words, what is YOUR opinion?  Did you like the singer / song BEFORE you heard his critique, and did you change your mind after you heard him speak?  I'm guessing you did just that! "  You cannot possibly imagine the blank looks I get.  I can look into that blank space (their minds) for miles... and miles... and miles.  Ya know?


Have you ever watched "Sell This House"-type show on HGTV?  Any remodeling show, or a show where an individual is either buying or selling a house is a good example of my next point.


Mr. Simon Cowell (and many others!) have "America by the balls", and he is loving it.  He is just grabbing a handful, and steering this country which ever way his little heart desires, and like leading a bull by the ring in his nose, the American pubic (and many other countries, as far as that is concerned) will follow along without questioning.  The hosts of these shows can say ANYTHING, and millions of lazy individuals will just 'take their word for it', rather than take the time and energy to insert their own values, morals and individual tastes.    The absolutely scary part is that the public will not only listen to these individuals, and they will believe them, but they will readily substitutes the host's values for their own.  Puppet, anyone?


In the mornings while he is getting ready for work, Mark watches many of these remodeling, repair and  'house for sale' shows.  If I have to walk into the living room to speak to him about normal daily events, I inevitably hear some part of one of these shows.  Incidentally, it is at that point that I threaten to throw a hammer through the television if he doesn't watch something a little more educational, but this is just me over here .... digressing!


While we're on the subject, another related bug that crawls up my ass is when I hear someone on one of these shows say, "I don't want to buy that house, because the bathroom is the wrong color!"  I am screaming into the other room (because I can't stand to be in the same room as a television that is blaring that crap!), "GET OFF YOUR LAZY ASS AND GRAB A PAINT BRUSH!"


The second chapter of that book is how inflamed my 'roids get when I hear the words "creepy", "odd", "weird".  Those words, folks, pertain to your individual levels, and they mean absolutely nothing to me.  Those words are individual filters that you, yourselves, have installed in your brains, and have no bearing whatsoever in my world, except to piss me the Hell off.  It is your point of view - not mine.


Consider, for example, this next photo:

I was walking through the St. Louis Zoo this past fall when a child - probably aged 7 - 9 ran up to an enclosure that housed the Okapi's.


For more information on the Okapi's:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Okapi


I overheard the child yelling back to his mother, "I don't like IT.  IT's CREEPY!"


There are so many things wrong with that statement that I don't which issue I should address first!


Let's start with "IT".  In this language (English), a pencil or a book is an "It". An animal usually has a sex, making him or her a HIM or a HER - not an "IT".  The word "IT" used in that context offends me to no end. I won't even address how lovely I feel inside when I hear someone referring to their child as a "IT", and I hear that all too often!  In any other language (Spanish, etc), even pencils and books are male or female.


"Creepy".   Baby, who told you that a 100% completely natural, beautiful creation is "Creepy'?  These lovely creatures have been here sometimes millions of years before the first human-looking being walked on the face of the planet!"   I wanted to grab him and say, "Look, you are young enough to change your way of thinking RIGHT NOW - before you become a carbon copy of your lazy, dumbed-down parents.  You need to understand that NO natural creation is 'creepy', but that parent that taught you that value might be so!"


The moral of this story:
Don't be lazy.... Don't allow yourselves to be 'Dumbed Down'.  Expend a 'little' energy, and SMART UP!


I'm gong to the Memorial service this afternoon for Mr. Bob Cassilly.  Bob thought outside every box possible. He was strong willed enough to fight every (political, conservative, lazy, bureaucratic) demon that dared to step between Bob and his dreams.  


Bob's spirit was a little too invincible, but I will be willing to place any amount you ask on a wager that if he was asked, "If you had a choice, which would you choose:  To die while being lazy, and being brain-washed while sitting in an arm chair watching a television show that was created to make you even lazier, or to die while actively pursuing your dreams, and creating something beautiful?"  If you, dear reader, select the lazier route, I will be force to reenact the freezer scene in "Rocky Horror Picture Show", where Frank-n-furter comes out of the freezer, cleaning his hands off (after hacking Meatloaf to death!), looking a bit perplexed as to why the other people in the room are starring at him with horrified looks on their faces, and he says, "What?  It was a mercy killing - really!"


- Michael

Booker T & The MGs - "Meditation"

For whatever reason, Facebook / YouTube are misbehaving at the moment.

At any rate.....

Clip of the day:
"Meditation" by Booker T & The MGs.
This song accurately represents my mood today, "Melancholy, but I like balls with my melancholy!"
I like the sauce at 2:04, and the full-throttle at 2:27, accompanied by the brass.
Even though I still have a beef with him, he's still in front of the pack.
(His show at this year's Blues Fest in St. Louis left a bad taste in my mouth!)


This is one of the songs that I truly want played at my memorial service. I'll post another tomorrow.

I will dedicate this one to you, Bob (Cassilly). Here's to you! Thanks for bucking the system, challenging adversary, and for making dreams and visions a reality.

- Michael

Becoming a bit unbalanced...City Museum.... Steel Magnolias (Here - take HER!)

Sometime during the past weekend (Friday, Sept 23 - Sun, Sept 25, 2011), Bob Cassilly, the founder and creative force behind St. Louis' City Museum was found dead in the cabin of a bulldozer that had rolled down a hillside.  This accident occurred at "Cementland", a vision and creation that Bob had been working on for the past 10 yrs.

Bob's CementLand:

More photos:

http://blogs.riverfronttimes.com/dailyrft/2011/09/cementland_bob_cassilly_photos.php

Bob has many sculptures around the USA:


Sea Lion Fountains • St. Louis Zoo, 1999
Mysterious Monarch and Lopatapillar • Faust Park, 1998
Hippopotamus Park • Central Park, New York City, 1997
Turtle Park • Forest Park, 1996
Hippo Playground • Riverside Park, New York City, 1993
Six Lighted Entry Markers • St. Louis Galleria, 1991
Marlin Perkins Bust • St. Louis Zoo, 1987

and many others.


The following link will direct you to one of my blogs about the work of art that most St. Louisians hold dear, the "City Museum".  Bob always hated the word "Museum", because of the very non-accurate image of a sterile institution that might be going through your head.:
http://mrtoadslivingoutloud.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-of-my-favorite-adventures-city.html

I am having a difficult time with this loss.  Bob was my mentor.  He had the strength, power and a driving vision to create things that many nonbelievers thought impossible, or they were just too damned lazy to think about it **at all**.  I am from the proverbial "same school" that Bob attended!  Many of the articles about Bob that have been written in the past few days say Bob never lost the curiosity of a child.  I am told that on a continuing basis throughout my life, and I have always considered it as a compliment.  To lose the mental flexibility of a child is to suffer from adult constrictions.  That isn't living life, folks. That is "self-inflicted mental prison".  Bob was the bright star that I hitched my wagon to.  He helped to pave the way for people who think "way outside the box".  It isn't easy to live an "outside the box" life, when I am surrounded by people who LOVE the constrictions that they have assigned to themselves.  HOWEVER.... If it wasn't for  people like THAT (constricted... controlling.... lazy.... leveling...), I would have one less thing to be thankful for!  I am thankful that I have been SPARED such a life. I didn't say "Delivered".  Mind you, it is better to be "delivered", than to be living such a life.  However, the greatest gift of all is to be SPARED that life.  If you will look at the rest of my family, as an example that is all-too-close to me, you will see how I have been spared rather than delivered.

Nevertheless, I am more than a bit bitter about losing Bob.  He was a rare gem, indeed.

Why, oh, why, are the GOOD, talented, creative forces being quickly pecked off the planet, one-by-one, and we are left with maggots eating at our lives?

Refer to 00:50 - 1:20 in this video.  This is what I am saying to God. I am grabbing one of the still-living, less desirable characters on this planet (and there are a ***LOT*** of them in our daily lives!), and I am saying, "Here, God - take HER!  Leave Bob here with us, and take a whack at HER! Don't pass up this opportunity of a lifetime!"

From the first second to the last, I feel the way the ladies do in this video, especially M'Lynn and Clariee's parts:

I believe the wheels of justice have been tilted a bit in the favor of lazy characters who do absolutely nothing to uplift and beautify the world.  In fact, much in the same fashion as "If I am doing something that makes me a lesser person, and I stand next to a shining beacon, it makes me look bad", those individuals hate the efforts of those who do, and will do anything to diminish or level our  efforts.

This is why I often choose to be alone.  Being alone feels better than being around maggots who try to level and diminish, if you know what I mean.

I can list names with blitzkrieg speed - please don't force me to do so.  I am just wondering why I can't grab some of those individuals by the collar and say, "Here, God!  Hit HER!  Hit Her!  Do mankind a favor!  Take her out!" - and please - leave the talented, bright, energetic beacons SHINING.


For more stories about Bob Cassilly, do a simple Google search on "Bob Cassilly", "City Museum St. Louis", "Cementland", or click here:

http://www.bing.com/search?q=bob+cassilly+cementland&go=&qs=AS&sk=AS1&pq=bob+cassilly+&sp=2&sc=4-13&form=QBLH

- Michael