Kinda cute

Ruth rode in my new cycle car,
In the seat in back of me;
I took a bump at fifty-five,
And rode on ruthlessly.

Three Famous Tony's Scrap Books in One Volume, Tony Wons, The Reilly & Lewe Co, Chicago, IL, 1932,

Gambling for love

Back when I was much younger than I am today, there was a popular singer named Frankie Laine... He made songs popular like "Rawhide", "Cool Water" and sang the ditty for the Borax laundry soap commercial.

One of the songs he did, that has always been a favorite of mine was the "Moonlight Gambler"

You can gamble for match sticks, you can gamble for gold.
The stakes may be heavy or small.
But if you haven't gambled for love and lost,
You haven't gambled at all.

So they call me a moonlight gambler.
Well, I've gambled for love and lost.
When I gamble for love but it isn't in the cards,
Oh, what heartaches it can cost me.

Win or lose, I'm a moonlight gambler,
And a winner is what I long to be.
So I'll gamble for love just as long as I live,
Till the day Lady Luck smiles down on me.

Well, you can gamble for match sticks,
You can gamble for gold.
Stakes may be heavy or small.
But if you haven't gambled for love and lost,
Well, then you haven't gambled at all.

No, if you haven't gambled for love in the moonlight,
Then you haven't gambled at all.

So I'll gamble for love just as long as I live,
Till the day Lady Luck smiles down on me.

So they call me the moonlight gambler.
Yes, they call me the moonlight gambler.

Interesting thought

A very wealthy man went up to Heaven and St. Peter was showing him around the place. The wealthy man was surprised to find that his servants all had mansions to live in, similar to the kind he had on earth.

In great hopes, he asked St. Peter to show him his mansion in the skies.

Pointing over to the slum section of the place, St. Peter showed him a tumble-down poor, unpainted shack with the shingles coming off, and the broken windows stuffed with newspapers.

"What," cried the gentleman in surprise, "you mean to say that is my home in Heaven, and, my servants live in such splendid palaces?"

"Right," answered St. Peter.

"You see, the homes in Heaven are built only from the materials you send up here while you are on earth. That's all you sent."

Three Famous Tony's Scrap Books in One Volume, Tony Wons, The Reilly & Lewe Co, Chicago, IL, 1932, pg 82

Movie review

Went to the cinema last night to see the movie, Gran Torino.

I was glad to see it was classic Clint Eastwood...irreverent, and non politically correct.

I am not sure what it says about me, but I could see my life in the life of Walt {Clint}.

I recall when I went to the same cinema to view the movie An American Carol, there was perhaps thirty other people there. Last night, there were literally no available seats, it was almost standing room only. Guess that speaks to Clint's prowess as an actor and a director. I think it also mentions what a lot of people here in fly-over country, middle America are hungering for in the way of entertainment.

There was no covert sexual scenes, there was no budding and blossoming romance: there was the pain of estrangement, the pain of living in this country we have developed since the founding fathers handed it down to us.

I thought the movie was very well done, you kinda get a sense of how it is gonna end, cause, to my military mind, the character you see on the screen is you.

In spite of Clint's irreverent portrayal of a middle class, middle America citizen the truth of the gospel of Jesus Christ comes through in blazing color and technicolor.

I would highly recommend this movie to anyone...the only caveat being, if you are deeply entrenched in humanism, and political correctness, don't go, it will only bring on despondency and bitter outrage.

There is a little bit of blood shown, but to my way of thinking, this is a movie I would take my children to see.

Way to go, Clint!