Yesterday, Katie let me know she was on the way to our place but it would take some time to get here. The delay wasn’t because she was coming from Tennessee — she was leaving for here from just across the highway — but the transportation was a golf cart.
I always love to see her and miss her the second she leaves. Like me, Bri and baby can’t wait until she moves back to good ole’ Indiana.
Crazy how times have changed…
Spending time in the car with my Momma headed to the dentist last week, we were talking about the assassination of Charlie Kirk and about how the video of him being shot circulated on social media. And then, Mom shared a story about my family from the early 40s.
My grandma, Bessie McKain, had 5 boys overseas fighting in WWII all at the same time. G’ma knew the boys weren’t stationed together because that was no longer allowed after the death of the Sullivan brothers. (Five brothers serving together were killed in action during the Battle of Guadalcanal.) But… she had no idea where any of them were.
No Facetime. No text messages. Occasional letters.
Mom said G’ma would get letters from the boys, but they were infrequent and they never included anything you might expect. Even simple problems like “the food is awful out here, mom,” and weather conditions which might indicate a location were blacked out. All mail was censored by the US government to protect sensitive information. No “loose lips” in WWII.
Can you imagine if it was your loved one(s) fighting in a war outside of the US and not knowing where they were or what they were doing?
To put things into perspective…
So in WWII, as a matter of national security, mail was censored so nothing would be revealed if it fell into enemy hands. Today, it feels like pretty much everything is blabbed for all to read online… and as citizens… we feel like we deserve to know it all. 🙄
Now you know: At one time there were 10,000 censors employed between the United States and United Kingdom just to review WWII mail.
A couple days ago I shared an aerial photo of the town I’ve lived just outside of for around 55 years. I mentioned that I couldn’t pick out any landmarks because I suck at that. I don’t know the names of hardly any streets in town, and I simply don’t pay attention to houses or where they’re at. Derp!
My buddy, Alisa, to the rescue!
The day I shared that photo and explanation, I got a text message from Alisa. It was that same photo with a big red circle around the house I lived in when we were neighbors. No. I couldn’t pick it out.
My friends are better than yours. ❤️
Alisa is the queen!
She may not rule a country, but she should be the queen of Crothersville.
Now you know: Dressmakers hoped to make Princess Diana’s wedding dress ‘twinkle like something out of a fairy story,’ and hand-embroidered sequins and pearls into the lace of the dress. The veil alone used a staggering 10,000 3mm mother-of-pearl sequins.
There was an ad that ran in the 80’s and 90’s about what your brain looked like on drugs. You remember it? Dude had an egg and said, “this is your brain.” He points to the skillet of hot grease and says, “this is drugs.” He then cracks the egg into the skillet and it loudly fries.
Have you noticed those types of ads lately? Me neither! There’s only one current advertisement that comes to mind about how you can die from a teeny tiny amount of fentanyl. I do see ads for every kind of prescription drug out there though. From Wegovy to Skyrizi… and from Vraylar to Dupixent… I know those by heart. Crazy, isn’t it?
This is my brain on ChatGPT:
You can do it too… for free even!
You’re limited to the number of images/prompts you can do per day without paying for a subscription ($20/m), but you can test it out on 2 or 3 photos without paying a cent. Just head over to ChatGPT, upload an image, and provide a prompt.
You’ve seen the “make me a rockstar” images from this post, but there’s so much more you can create. For example, choose a great photo of yourself or of you and a friend and try this fun prompt: “Transform this photo into a Marvel Universe scene, complete with heroic poses and high-impact shading.”
You’ll get something like this…
I have no clue why my fist looks like it belongs on a man, or who Perry works for named Ewdu. But if you see either of us looking like this in real life… RUN. 😉
Now you know: There are two high schools in West Bend, Wisconsin, that share a single building. The one you attend is determined by your birthday. Students who are born on even dates attend West Bend East, and those born on odd dates attend West Bend West.
Labor Day is a sure sign that summer is winding down. My favorite brother and I didn’t take the day off from exchanging funny memes and images though, and I can prove it.
Gene, Joan and Nicholas…
My text exchange with Scott started with him sending me a photo of himself that he created using ChatGPT’s AI image creator. He uploaded a photo of himself and told good ole’ ChatGPT to make him “look like a rockstar.” I thought as a rockstar, my brother looked like Gene Simmons. Not to be outdone, I did the same with an image of myself, and one of Perry and sent them to Scott.
His response upon receiving Perry’s photo was that he looked like Nicholas Cage. Upon receiving my photo he wrote: “I always wondered what happened to Joan Jett!“
Joan Jett?
I had no clue who Joan Jett was, so I went to youtube. One click and I instantly knew — how could I forget Joan Jett?? And ever since then, I’ve been singing…
I love rock ‘n roll So come and take your time and dance with me Ow!
Every band needs a keyboard player and a lead guitar front man, right?
We’ve got that covered! Now all we need is a band name and some talent. 🙂
Now you know: Joan Jett’s career started with the all-female rock band, The Runaways. After being rejected by major labels, she co-founded her own label, Blackheart Records, to release her music. In 1981, I Love Rock ‘n Roll spent 7 weeks at the #1 spot on the Billboard Hot 100. Joan Jett and the Blackhearts were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 2015. She’s been dubbed the Queen of Rock.
Photos of Dharma are featured in today’s post because it’s her birthday! ❤️🎂
Rarely on Facebook, I popped over for a brief minute and somehow… SOMEHOW… a video clip of a pole dancer wound up in my feed. What made it interesting — and why I’m sharing my find today — is because said pole dancer is 76 years-old!
A 76 year-old woman in a 2-piece outfit is hard to ignore.
Neither Dharma nor I knew if we should be amazed and say, “ATTA GIRL!” — or, “Put more clothes on.“
Thinking about my nightly experiences on the yoga mat doing stretches, I’ll admit I was intrigued how she could stay so limber. Don’t get me wrong. She didn’t look 45 or anything… but she was doing the ‘upside down hanging onto a pole with your legs’ move like a boss.
I clicked her link to Instagram because I couldn’t help myself.
What I found there was more shots of her hanging upside down; one of her playing with her cat; and a list of 8 luxuries to enhance your life. Dharma was tuned in too.
I’m sharing the list with you.
I figure if you just pick a couple of them to work on, you might find them useful.
A good night’s sleep and colorful sunsets – improves memory
Slow mornings — reduces anxiety
Freedom to choose – increases happiness
Time for fun an play – sharpens mental clarity
Listening to birds singing or taking a long walk — enhances creativity
A good book, freely expressing yourself, or a day nap — reduces stress
A favorite home-cooked meal – improves mood
A good conversation — promotes connection
Owning a great dog isn’t in the list above as a luxury that enhances you life. But it should be in the #1 spot.
Now you know: Catfish is the only seafood that is not regulated by the FDA. Instead it is regulated by the USDA similarly to meat and poultry.
