We had a passenger train that went right behind our back fence a couple of times a day at one house we lived in. I can’t imagine one that close! Great conversation piece!
Grammas farm was about a mile off the highway. Had a track about a block from the back door. Farther away, but they would come through at full speed. In the middle of the night. Shook the house. Upset the chickens something terrible.
I learned that if I heard that sound and not near a set of tracks, head for the storm shelter.
2 1/2 miles long (North to South) by 1/2 mile wide (East to West)
Stuart Little sailed the Wasp to victory over the Lillian B. Womrath; owner described thusly:…
“He was a fat, sulky boy of twelve, named Leroy. He wore a blue serge suit and a white necktie stained with orange juice.”
….sometime before 1945 (when the victory was chronicled in “Stuart Little” written by E.B. White) in Central Park.
Love these earliest works by Springsteen and Cher. If Bruce had kept singing that way, his career would have been short. As for Slim Dusty, I need translation of a few words. Maybe the fans down under can help.
Swagman: transient labourer (travelled by foot)
billabong: “oxbow lake” in America; body of water cut off from the river it was originally part of – often dry until filled by rain.
Coolibah tree
billy (tea making can)
waltzing: slang for travelling on foot
Matilda: slang for bag containing the traveller’s goods
jumbuck: Australian for sheep
tucker bag: a bag for food (usually contains only subsistence levels)
squatter: (broad description) originally the meaning still common today; at the time of the song the term was actually elevated to a term of respect for the landowner, who may or may not have originally been a squatter in the original sense of the word .
Anyhoo…. I got to this site very late last night… in fact I think it was already this morning, technically….
I couldn’t possibly have fallen asleep over it, so I don’t know how I somehow woke up in the middle of posting.
But I was too tired to figure out, so i got up and went to bed.
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Just now I added a few remarks, fixed a couple of sleepy typos and slips, liked a few comments I failed to click on then, and reposted (?) the comment I thought I’d made about the strip.
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Am i blue?
My sister and I have argued that question for years.
Not about that lizard — about that color.
I know it’s teal or turquoise, or aqua…. depending on how dark and on whom you ask.
But this color, or darker, or lighter, I still say it’s a blue tint, and she insists that it’s green.
Whem I was quite young (Lo. these many moons ago) me Pa rebuilt a farmhouse. Painted the kitchen turquoise. I think he did it just for the arguments.
Some people are like that. But, let’s just say he did it because he liked the color.
Amphibians don’t have scales.
How do they weigh themselves?
They don’t need to; they’re that self-confident.
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Oshawa, Ontario, sometime in 1980.
Line long since gone.
We had a passenger train that went right behind our back fence a couple of times a day at one house we lived in. I can’t imagine one that close! Great conversation piece!
It might drown out the conversation!
You can’t beat their door-to-door service!
Well, some people have O-scale trains, some have H-O… I used to have a few cars of N-scale, myself, but just a little oval track and no real set-up.
It looks like some people really knock themselves out.
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I know, I know…
This probably isn’t really their train.
If not, it does bring up questions:
Do they live on the right side or the wrong side of the tracks?
Does that mean their kids aren’t allowed to socialize with the neighbor kids across the street?
And instead of a lemonade stand, do they sell cupcakes and cheese sandwiches to the passengers through the train windows?
Grammas farm was about a mile off the highway. Had a track about a block from the back door. Farther away, but they would come through at full speed. In the middle of the night. Shook the house. Upset the chickens something terrible.
I learned that if I heard that sound and not near a set of tracks, head for the storm shelter.
Central Park-NYC
2 1/2 miles long (North to South) by 1/2 mile wide (East to West)
Stuart Little sailed the Wasp to victory over the Lillian B. Womrath; owner described thusly:…
“He was a fat, sulky boy of twelve, named Leroy. He wore a blue serge suit and a white necktie stained with orange juice.”
….sometime before 1945 (when the victory was chronicled in “Stuart Little” written by E.B. White) in Central Park.
Central Park makes living in New York tolerable for many people. I used to bus in for the summer blues and jazz concerts.
Kind of appropriate that it looks like a big green bandaid stuck on all the concrete and pavement.
BTW those yellow patches in the park are as wide as some of the downtown buildings.
If they’re trees, they’re huge ones!
On Googlemaps those seem to be softball fields.
Central Park – Google Maps
Oh! That makes sense.
Thanks.
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Of course the scissors is the weapon of choice for the ladies.
Whatever is handy!
Never to be seen from again.
That has to be better than a box.
well, clara knew the answer to where cleo’s toys were put away. but, does she know what’s hidden in the furniture?
BUURRRPPP
Love these earliest works by Springsteen and Cher. If Bruce had kept singing that way, his career would have been short. As for Slim Dusty, I need translation of a few words. Maybe the fans down under can help.
national anthem of Austraila!
You piqued my curiosity.
Swagman: transient labourer (travelled by foot)
billabong: “oxbow lake” in America; body of water cut off from the river it was originally part of – often dry until filled by rain.
Coolibah tree
billy (tea making can)
waltzing: slang for travelling on foot
Matilda: slang for bag containing the traveller’s goods
jumbuck: Australian for sheep
tucker bag: a bag for food (usually contains only subsistence levels)
squatter: (broad description) originally the meaning still common today; at the time of the song the term was actually elevated to a term of respect for the landowner, who may or may not have originally been a squatter in the original sense of the word .
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caramel
and to combine, caramel deep-dish pizza!
What, no picture?
Ick
Now Cleo is asking, “Where did you put the ladder?”.
I’d like to see how far that cabinet sticks out into the yard, when you look at that wall from outside the house.
Clara doesn’t know her own strength!
We already know that Cleo is a superdog, able to lift 100 times her own weight.
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But I’m glad there’s a place for everything, and everything in its place.
Wouldn’t want to accidentally grab a missile when I’m only trying to get out the new jar of peanut butter.
Anyhoo…. I got to this site very late last night… in fact I think it was already this morning, technically….
I couldn’t possibly have fallen asleep over it, so I don’t know how I somehow woke up in the middle of posting.
But I was too tired to figure out, so i got up and went to bed.
….
Just now I added a few remarks, fixed a couple of sleepy typos and slips, liked a few comments I failed to click on then, and reposted (?) the comment I thought I’d made about the strip.
Tidying up.