Found Friday - Fun 101

In the past year, fewer and fewer “found” items, grocery lists, sticky tab notes, homework, love notes and reminders, have been turning up. I have no idea why this is. In times past, I have found at least one interesting scrap of paper on every trip out to the grocery store or a neighboring state. But the pickings have been slim to none lately.

Annie thinks it may be because people are using their phones to make lists or perhaps to call someone to remind them of what they are supposed to be doing. That sounds reasonable to me.

So, until the scavenging improves, I will run a particularly fine “found” photograph from over in LOST GALLERY on each Found Friday. Just to fill in the gaps.

How to have fun.

Or FUN 101 as taught by the experts; children.

I See Chickens - Assessment Alice

You know, Alice ...You got a big butt.

Tuesday's Testament - Yodeling

News you can use...

I have been advised that I should not take up yodeling.

Saturday's Child - How To Grow Up Quickly.

Just like Daddy.

How to be a child.

Found Friday - Gulls

In the past year, fewer and fewer “found” items, grocery lists, sticky tab notes, homework, love notes and reminders, have been turning up. I have no idea why this is. In times past, I have found at least one interesting scrap of paper on every trip out to the grocery store or a neighboring state. But the pickings have been slim to none lately.

Annie thinks it may be because people are using their phones to make lists or perhaps to call someone to remind them of what they are supposed to be doing. That sounds reasonable to me.

So, until the scavenging improves, I will run a particularly fine “found” photograph from over in LOST GALLERY on each Found Friday. Just to fill in the gaps.

The gulls bid a last farewell to our travelers.

I See Chickens - Walt Is Still With Us.

I can write readin'
...but I can't read writin'.

(Thanks Walt)

Walt Kelly
(August 25, 1913 – October 18, 1973)

Tuesday's Testament - Cats: An Evaluation

Don't ask me how I know.

Cats should not be considered dishwasher safe.

Sunday Funnies - The Detroit Child's Hat Convention

fulvue said:

Mom kept the dog busy by letting it chew on her hand, whilst the daughter removed junior from danger. Well, that is how I see it. The older generations are saving the behatted one, the chosen one, for better things than a dog's breakfast! I bet, if you search on line, that there was a child's hat convention in Detroit in '52.

I don't have to look that one up! I was there!

In ’52 I was too old to compete any more; I acted as honorary auxiliary assistant apprentice judge and iced tea bearer. Ah, those were the days.

The scandal ended it all that year though. The convention had to be moved to Burns Flat, Oklahoma, the next year but the interest just wasn’t there. It finally died out and a watermelon seed spitting contest took over the annual event.

No hats were involved except one to catch the seeds.

fulvue said:

Ah the great Detroit hat scandal of '52. Now I see! Do you think this photo is perhaps related to that?

It’s probably at the Detroit Child’s Hat Convention but there is always a possibility it is not. This might be an exercise within the organization called the “Sad Hat Clan” since it is obviously not in France where it is called “La Chat Sand” (Kitty Litter).

Another spin-off of the original Hat Convention was the “Cat and Lash” Convention convened by a cosmetics consortium. The presence of the dog might certainly negate that though. But then it might be an “Ashland Cat” which resembles an Irish Setter.

The last annual Watermelon Seed Spitting convention was won by an entrant from Colorado City, Kitty (Spitty) Mitty. Pity though, later she was disqualified for the use of “a sand latch”.

I probably shouldn’t say any more about it. I’m running out of anagrams.

fulvue said:

I am impressed at the depth of knowledge and/or research, but I wonder if I will ever again be able to eat watermelon without thinking of cat litter.....

Mmm. No, probably not.