Who it is!!!!

Our latest mystery photo above is none other than Jo Anne Worley of "Laugh In" fame, sans her feather boa and trademark beehive coiffure. This photo of Jo Anne Worley comes from the 1955 Lowellian, her high school year book where she was listed as "School Comedienne."

Remember it's Jo Anne Worley's world, we just live in it.

Stop It!!

Thanks!

Every year I make cranberry bread for Thanksgiving, specifically "Grandma's famous cranberry bread" from the above treasured book of my youth Cranberry Thanksgiving by Wendy and harry Devlin.

This year, while gathering all the ingredients and mixing them up I paused to gather a few blessings to be tha thankful for:

1.) I am grateful for my health, complete use of limbs and mind! Sadly, so many people in this world don't have even that.
2.) I am grateful for all the people in my life who see me through, friends, family, online readers/posters, any kind soul who stopped to drop a kind word, every little bit has helped!
3.) I am grateful that I've been able to keep my head above water(thus far!) in this economy, although check on this one next year to see if it's still holding!
4.) I'm grateful I live in a country that has such a high comfortable standard of living. let's not forget even the poorest of the poor here in the US have it better than a great deal fo the population elsewhere on the planet. I bitch and moan when my water isn't hot enough!!! How many human beings on this planet have no home, let alone running water and/or a toilet!

And I'm grateful for continuity and tradition in my life. For those of you that would like to try a little cranberry bread, I am glad to share the recipe:

Ingredients

• 2 cups all-purpose flour
• 1 cup sugar
• 1 ½ teaspoons baking powder
• 1 teaspoon salt
• ½ teaspoon baking soda
• ¼ cup butter, softened
• 1 egg, beaten
• 1 teaspoon grated orange rind
• ¾ cup orange juice
• 1 ½ cup raisins (steeped in boiling water for 5 minutes, discard water)
• 1 ½ cups fresh or frozen cranberries, chopped
• ½ cup chopped walnuts (optional)

Cooking Instructions

1. Combine flour, sugar, baking powder, salt, and baking soda into a large bowl.
2. Cut in butter until mixture is crumbly
3. Add egg, orange juice, and orange peel all at once; stir until mixture is just moisr.
4. Fold in cranberries and nuts.
5. Spoon into a greased an lightly floured 9 x 5 x 3 inch loaf pan.
6. Bake at 350 degrees fahrenheit for one hour and ten minutes.
7. Insert a toothpick into the center of the loaf. If it comes out clean, the bread is done. If not, bake for another 15 minutes.
8. Remove from pan; cool on a wire rack.
9. If you choose, you may eliminate the raisins and increase the amount of cranberries by 1 ½ cups.

Blansky's Beauties

So Blackjack the dog got billing above all the other actresses????

Guess who!

Nightmare alley....

So I had a dream last night/early this morning that started out pleasantly enough, a) I was involved in a relationship and b) "we" were on our way to new York city for a weekend trip. It quickly turned to a nightmare though as I realized a) I was involved with my ex(that should have been nightmare enough) and b) I was on my way to new York wearing black slacks , white socks and shoes very similar to those pictured above. Worse yet I was wearing two different versions of the shoes above, failing to put on a matching left and right components of a pair. Worse coming to worst, I realized I could not buy new shoes (and socks, mind you) upon arrival in New York due to the fact that I was still involved with my money vacuuming ex and thus thoroughly broke.

I am laying off the Pinot Noir before bedtime.

Hello Uggo!

For Jason...

See: http://argonauticos.blogspot.com/2009/11/thirty-minutes-ago.html

The Tuscadero sisters

Pinky

Leather

A very odd day at work...

we were late in getting into the Cafe this morning as the manger did not show up until a half hour before opening. It seems that she had an avian situation at her house. What she thought was a baby swan had alighted on her porch and was trying to get into her house every time she opened her door. It turns out that this was a white duck, and what animal control believes to be, a domesticated white duck, hence the urgency to get indoors. This caused the keeper of the keys to be two hours late in opening up, thus shortening the full hour for set up into 15 minutes!!!

And due to the rush, Ilduce was relegated to helping the cook carry up supplies from the basement. Did you know that a sealed bottle of sour milk can generate enough force to POP the cover off it's container thus showering an unsuspecting waiter with sour milk moments before he is due to serve lunch ?????

Despite this I walked home with more tips than I've ever made on a lunch shift. go figure. And as pay back for a good shift, I managed to find a friend interested in taking said homeless duck in. I happen to know a gay couple who rescued 3 ducks from the Public Gardens who, for whatever reason refused to migrate a few winters ago and were faced with freezing or starvation. They are all living happily on/in the pond of my friend's property and are soon to have a new friend.

Anna Maria Alberghetti

And speaking of the early eighties...

So I'm home on a Sunday night drinking a little malbec and watching some bad horror film(I'm addicted) and who should appear on screen in a small part as a preacher in "Ghost town" but Gil Gerard, formally Buck Rogers


I wish I could say he's held up over time but somehow he's plummeted from datable(yes I found him attractive in Buck Rogers) to random uncle you might have to hug on the holidays.

Let's sing a song about ten.....

To my mind, there's not enough bakers falling downstairs on TV nowadays.

Dirk Benedict

Yes, the late 70s were an "odd" time to say the least, and yes we did find him attractive in our early youth, way back then. Bear in mind the hat could always be taken off....

Happy Halloween!