it’s time to save the world again

explosion - Licorne shot, French Polynesia, 1970, 1

cookieAccording to the Mayans, the world is about to end.  I reckon I better get busy saving it.  (Yeah, I procrastinated.  Besides, last-minute heroics are much more dramatic.)  If we’re all here on the 22nd, then I was successful.  In appreciation, I’ll accept homemade chocolate-chip cookies.  Other forms of gifts may be considered.  Now, I have a job to do…

Valentine’s Day, roses, and bacon

So yesterday was Valentine’s Day.  I was wondering why people had balloons and flowers in their cars and why my wife was mad when we ate leftovers for dinner.  It may seem like a big day now, but with the passage of time, it’s just one day among thousands.  She’ll get over it.

Okay, so that’s an embellishment.  No, scratch that — it’s an utter fabrication.  I did remember the “holiday” and got my wife a mushy card and some roses and chocolate — got nice stuff, without spending a lot of money.  Some people sure are trying to rip you off this time of year!  But that’s a rant for another post.  I started this post to talk about bacon.  Yes, bacon and Valentine’s Day can go together.  Actually, I think they should.

Supposedly red roses are all romantic, but they look good for only a few days, then they wither and die a horrible death.  But what if the roses were edible and made of bacon?  Would that not be the best “roses” ever???

To me, a guy, it seems like a great idea.  But knowing women, it might be a turrible idea.  I remember I once asked a girl (who I wasn’t dating) if she would prefer roses made of chocolate, and she was adamant that it would not be a good thing.  Apparently, “someone” decided that you had to give red roses or you’re cheap and not romantic.  Hence the huge price increase on roses in February.  It sounds like a big conspiracy to me.

Anyway, about bacon roses, what do you think?

Star Wars music on the radio

I just got in my truck and the radio was playing the Star Wars main theme at the big majestic part, and it made me want to go save the universe.  I thought about it, but my wife really wants me to get the dishes done today, and that’s gonna take a while.  There’s some other household chores, too.  I know, saving the world is a big deal, but as the saying goes, if your wife ain’t happy, no one’s happy.  Oh well.  Such is wife.

You might be wondering what radio station I was listening to that would play Star Wars music.  It would be a good thing if all radio stations occasionally branched beyond their “top 40” policy and played all-around cool songs like the Star Wars theme.  There are a few stations now that play a wide variety, which is refreshing, but most are stuck in a deep rut.

Anyway, I was listening to KLRE 90.5 FM, which is the classical music station in Little Rock.  I know, some of you probably just tuned out (no pun intended) when I said classical music.  It’s normal these days.  Many people think they don’t like classical music, although I suspect a lot of people do but don’t realize it.  I won’t get into a long discussion on that (maybe another day), but consider this next one point.

John Williams composed all the Star Wars music (which is over 14 hours of orchestral music), along with the music for Superman, Jaws, the Indiana Jones films, E.T., Hook, Jurassic Park, Schindler’s List, Home Alone, and the first three Harry Potter films, along with many others (including most movies by Steven Spielberg).  He also composed the theme music for four Olympic Games and NBC Sunday Night Football.  The next time you watch any of these movies, listen to the music and realize most of it is classical music.

I realize the emotions of the movie make the music more memorable, but also consider that the music makes the movie more emotional.  It works both ways.  As George Lucas said, “Sound is fifty percent of the motion picture experience.”  Many of the songs from the movies referenced above can stand on their own as good music.

a shout-out to Mango-Man

This is Thomas Wayne, preempting your regularly scheduled blog posting.  I just wanted to give a big shout-out to my BFF, Mango-Man, for helping me move some furniture the other day.  I repaid him in homemade nachos (and I think he got the better deal, because my cheese dip is legendary).

In case you aren’t aware, BFF when used by guys stands for Big Fat Friend.  🙂