Can’t figure out where to post this so I’ll put it here….
Yesterday you asked about disappearing posts from my birthday, so I went and checked.
Thanks for the heads-up… but they’re all there, including your Ballard Street “sunshine” card… I’d thanked you there, but if you didn’t see it, thanks again!
Are you sure you were looking at the 16th?
Or that your computer doesn’t have a poltergeist?
By the age of ten I’d read every Hardy Boys book in the Cleveland Heights public library.
Also every Nancy Drew, and most, if not all, of Tom Swift, and Sue Barton, Student Nurse.
I don’t mean every one there ever was…. there might be a few they didn’t have, or that were written later.
Most of those series, I know now, were invented and written by Edward Stratemeyer, under a slew of pen names, male and female, until he eventually hired a a batch of writers to keep them going, none of whom were allowed to let their real identities or Stratemeyer’s existence be known.
Silly me, I thought Frank Dixon, Carolyn Keene, and Victor Appleton were three different real people, but they were all Edward Stratemeyer and a stable of ghostwriters.
Somewhere in there I also read the Cherry Ames, another nurse, series, and Doctor Doolittle, and Mary Poppins.
Then we moved to Libya, and from English kids I discovered Enid Blyton, and read my way through her Famous Five and Secret Seven books, and also found a wonderful English paperback series in teeny print about ballet students in an old abbey.
I’m still not getting your initial post.
On the laptop. I see it on my phone.
I’m going to sign out tonight and sign back in the morning and see what happens.
What an interesting looking vehicle. I had never heard of or seen it previously. I’m very curious what it looked like inside, and how it felt to drive/ride in one.
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“Look ma! I’m doing it!”
mother beagle instructs her puppy on the use of the doggie door
Kids. Always underfoot.
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‘Coffee Date’ – Tim Nyberg
Yesterday’s painting of a red bird and a coffee cup was by the same artist.
That’s just what my Jack Russell, Wylbur did. Rushing behind the TV to help fight the bear in “The Incredible Journey.”
Can’t figure out where to post this so I’ll put it here….
Yesterday you asked about disappearing posts from my birthday, so I went and checked.
Thanks for the heads-up… but they’re all there, including your Ballard Street “sunshine” card… I’d thanked you there, but if you didn’t see it, thanks again!
Are you sure you were looking at the 16th?
Or that your computer doesn’t have a poltergeist?
Must be poltergeists. I’m seeing Alexi’s post (and your replies, P51’s post (and ditto) then nothing else till my post last night!
Plus…. Happy³ can’t see the day’s Cleo strip.
And my “like”s on at least two specific people’s comments… MCTS and Mr Sherman… refuse to show up until I refresh the page.
I think it’s WordPress that has the poltergeists!
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Are you shore?
Shore nuff!
By the age of ten I’d read every Hardy Boys book in the Cleveland Heights public library.
Also every Nancy Drew, and most, if not all, of Tom Swift, and Sue Barton, Student Nurse.
I don’t mean every one there ever was…. there might be a few they didn’t have, or that were written later.
Most of those series, I know now, were invented and written by Edward Stratemeyer, under a slew of pen names, male and female, until he eventually hired a a batch of writers to keep them going, none of whom were allowed to let their real identities or Stratemeyer’s existence be known.
Silly me, I thought Frank Dixon, Carolyn Keene, and Victor Appleton were three different real people, but they were all Edward Stratemeyer and a stable of ghostwriters.
Somewhere in there I also read the Cherry Ames, another nurse, series, and Doctor Doolittle, and Mary Poppins.
Then we moved to Libya, and from English kids I discovered Enid Blyton, and read my way through her Famous Five and Secret Seven books, and also found a wonderful English paperback series in teeny print about ballet students in an old abbey.
Is that a wasted youth?
Nope.
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Another Ocampo, of course.
Looks like a job for Earl Scheib.
Reminds me of that feral car in “Harry Potter”.
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My COPD spirit animal — a little puffin…
They are very brave little birds.
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It was easy enough to spot last time. Now where’s it gone?
The same place as it was the last time.
I know, it didn’t help much, did it?
I remember the puzzle, but not the solution.
Got it. Now what? Make sure it’s in the right key?
Wonder whether I still have it….. Hang on….
Okay, yeah….. Here’s the solution I posted then:
Jade Vine
I’m still not getting your initial post.
On the laptop. I see it on my phone.
I’m going to sign out tonight and sign back in the morning and see what happens.
Maybe trying turning off some filters in your browser (same as on your phone?) or additional ad-blocker etc. helps.
1934 McQuay Norris Teardrop Streamliner.
What an interesting looking vehicle. I had never heard of or seen it previously. I’m very curious what it looked like inside, and how it felt to drive/ride in one.
One of 6 built. Here’s more info on it:
The Last Supper was yesterday.
Today is Good Friday – what a peculiar name for the Crucifixion of Jesus from Nazareth.
But – as we’ve learned: