Friday, July 31, 2009

Youtubin'

So after a long-ass, ugly week (at the very end of which I learned about some of my woeful ig'nance of certain subjects - don't ask) I decided to sit down with some many beers and go a youtubin' for some end-of-the-week soul-salvin'. And since my end-of-the-week soul-salvin' included some many beers, it had to include the Acerbic Atlas of Alcohol.

But, yet, still, and also, given my recent foray into 1950s Rock and Roll, it would need a 1950s component. Well lo and behold, George covered one of Chuck Berry's great songs. And it's a gem. And, unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be available on youtube, so far as I can tell.

But Chuck Berry is there:



Of course, I couldn't let this post go by without George's signature (well, at least one of them) tune:



And to tie it all together, here is an amazing trifecta. Chuck Berry and George Thorogood together, with the late, great Stevie Ray Vaughn:



Glad this week's over, so I can enjoy some of these gems.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Despites its faults...

...facebook still kind of rocks. Besides that last post, I connected with another high school classmate (among others). Seems she lives in the same town where Little Bro the Firefighter is a, um, firefighter. And she has met him at a firefighter/city function.

And afterward when he responded to an emergency call (minor, thankfully) at her home not long after.

It's a Small World, After All.

Quote of the day

From a school chum I just reconnected with on facebook:
Thats old, when you have been married longer than you were not married.
True enough, buddy.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

For Sheila

A picture from Main Street at Disneyland:

Friday, July 24, 2009

The Rifles I Still Want

[This post prompted by this week's Big 5 ad, which has Garands on sale for $800, which cash I do not have]

I've posted it before, but if I had the cash, here are some rifles I'd want:

A Garand.

A 1903 Springfield.

A 1892 Krag-Jorgensen.

A 1873 Springfield in .45-70 (not to mention a boatload of others in .45-70, including the Remington rolling block).

And a bunch of others.

[sigh] I need a boatload of spare cash.

Those Disney Pins

I took a picture:



The one on the right is the one signed by the designer. The one on the left, I think that statue of Walt is at Disney World. Walt put much of his efforts into making Disney World and EPCOT a reality, I just wish he'd lived to see them.

And speaking of which: Space Mountain at Disneyland opened in 1977, it was 12 years in the making. It was the last attraction that Walt himself worked on, shortly before his death in 1966. He may even have conceived it himself, but I'm not certain of that point.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Trip Report

So here is the long-promised trip report. What did we do on our vacay? Visited Disneyland! And Daughter Number One and her husband-in-all-ways-except-a-piece-of-paper.

Some changes there since my last visit. For one thing, last time I was there we parked out front. Can't do that no more, seeing as how California Adventure lives there in the old parking lot. Also, they've closed a few of the old rides, such as the Fantasyland Autopia, which has been subsumed into the Tomorrowland Autopia. And in the giant round building that once housed the Carousel of Progress (replaced by America Sings, and later by something else I don't remember at the moment) is now an attraction called Innoventions. It's pretty cool, and still uses the old song from the Carousel of Progress ("There's a Great, Big, Beautiful Tomorrow", with some changes to the lyrics).

Speaking of which, the intro to Innoventions includes a pic of the "Plastic House" ("What were you THINKING??????"). I don't remember that one, even though I've been going to D-land long enough to consider Pirates of the Caribbean a "new" ride (and it opened in 1966). Oddly enough, that plastic house keeps showing up in stuff now, and not only in the Disneyland history book I picked up in one of the shops, it pops up in a large display at the Autopia, and in a pin (about which more below). Speaking of the Autopia, the old Porsche-looking cars have been replaced by some reminiscent of the recent movie "Cars". Even I, an old dude, recognized them.

From that book I picked up, I learned that in the olden days (1950s) there were stage coaches and pack trains in Frontierland. That was even before the Mine Train, which I remember but never actually rode before they closed it. There was also a Plastic House (go figure) and a Monsanto Hall of Chemistry (which was later replaced by the Monsanto Journey Through Inner Space, one of the "free" rides back in the days of E-tickets).

Another new thing: Pins. I don't know how long these have been around, but they are kind of fun. Kids, and probably adults too, buy some of the pins and trade them around. I'm not a trader, so we just bought a few special ones we liked and kept them. One cool thing, though: I picked up a couple with the Venerable Uncle Walt, one a picture of him, the other a depiction of him in a statue. Unfortunately, I can't seem to find either easily at the pin website so I can't show you easily (UPDATE: the second pin, not the one Alex signed, has the statue seen in this video at 1:00 minute in, but listen to the whole thing). Maybe I'll take a picture later. But here's a cool thing:

Yesterday, we got on the monorail for a ride, in the very last car. The fella sharing the car with us (and his family, of course) was looking at our sashes of pins. I mentioned how much I liked the one I got of Walt. Turns out, he designed it. He's a Disney designer, and he signed the back of my pin. How cool. Unfortunately, not all of his designs are listed on that page (but the plastic house is) and not this one. But it's cool nonetheless.

Well, that's all for tonight. More details tomorrow, maybe, including the Great Truck Fire on the Grapevine Adventure. Well, actually, that one's easily disposed of. We were heading south up the Grapevine on Saturday. Between Lebec and the summit, a fuel truck in front of us started smoking, then pulled over to the side with flames coming out from under the engine compartment. We called 911 and I kept checking the rearview mirror for giant fireballs and/or smoke columns, but fortunately didn't see any. I need to check the CHP logs, but I assume the driver escaped unharmed.

Okay, really, that's all for tonight. Maybe more tomorrow, possibly including pictures. Because Tomorrow's Just a Dream Away.