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Fantastic word game

Instead of reindeer, which we weren't able to import from the North Pole, the lovely young library interns have volunteered to pull the sleigh on which LARR and Jeff will crooning Christmas tunes.

That will be ALOT of interns needed for that! They'll make one trip around the perimeter of band camp. Then LARR and Jeff will be subjected to snowballs thrown at them from said interns. Good times!
 
Christmas tunes are very relaxing when they're performed by violinists, organists, pianists and acoustic guitarists but the mood gets completely lost when, for example, someone plays Silent Night on the tuba.

Actually, if the night was truly silent, there would be no song at all!
 
The tuba toothpaste in my Christmas stocking came in handy for a quick brush after indulging in some sticky homemade taffy.

Pepsodynamics: The science of getting toothpaste back into the tube...
 
As a substitute for The Lovely Olivia (TLO as most prefer) for her last visit that she wasn't able to attend, we brought in an Olivia impersonator but everyone could tell it was just some guy in a wig and spandex pants trying his best to sing "Look at me, I'm Sandra Dee".
 
See a prime example of kids today just swept along by whatever, as we engage them in conversation while they sing along with lyrics, "I'm gonna dance like Jagger".

So here is how the conversation went: "You're going to dance like Jagger?"
"Uh huh."
"Have you seen Jagger dance?"
"No."
"Do you know who Jagger is?"
"I heard of him, but I don't know who he is."
"Are you going to dance like Mick Jagger?"
"Uh huh."
"How can you dance like him if you have never seen him dance, and you don't know who he is?"
"It's just words; I sing them. It don't mean anything."
And there you have it, boys and girls.
 
Dance like Jagger is what Jeff told me he was going to do and, after he popped Twelve O'Clock High into the DVD player and started twirling around, I had to inform him that the song refers to Mick Jagger and not to Dean Jagger.
 
Dean Jagger, whose first name is Fred, Dean Martin, whose first name is Harold, Dean Stockwell, whose first name is George, and the other Deans of the band camp music school were quite displeased about this until Jeff offered them some Jimmy Dean pork sausages.
 
Pork sausages sound pretty good so I think I just might stop by Tasty Tidbits in the hope that Miss Silkie might have some pork sausages for breakfast.

Pretty slick out there in this area this morning, lots of ice, local schools are either on 2 hour delays or closed altogether. Supposed to get all the way up to 42 today so hopefully icy stuff will melt but we're still supposed to have heavy rains and heavy winds around here today.
 
Breakfast conversation can be pretty interesting when little band campers explain that they asked their dads just like we said to do at story time in library, and Daddy said that Lapland is in Finland, not Norway, so really, Santa Claus lives in Finland, but everything else we told them about Santa Claus, the elves, the villages, the reindeer, military choppers collecting from the North Pole and delivering toys for tots, was accurate.

Well, whadda ya know? The librarian has perpetrated a geographical faux pas. What was I thinking?
 
Accurate to one-tenth of a pound, my bathroom scale was the ideal thing to take to the dog pound so we could find out how much each dog weighs, but of course we could only weigh 10% of the dogs.

See what I did there? And here is today's Fun Factoid: The term "dog pound" is pretty much archaic now, unless someone needs to use it to make a bad pun. The preferred term is "animal shelter." In Great Britain, however, the shelters are known as "rescue centers" or "rehoming centers." Yes, somebody decided that "rehoming" is a real word.
 
The dogs did not need a dog whisperer to get rid of their fleas; rather, they needed a flea caller.

By the way, what DO you call a cross between a bulldog and a Shih-Tzu?
 
A flea caller called the loose Flea Circus fleas back home before they could flee the Flea Circus and travel into parts unknown, which would probably turn out to be various parts of a dog's body.

Most of us anglicize the pronunciation of "shih-tzu," the Chinese word for "lion-dog" but it should be pronounced "sure-ds" with the "ds" pronounced like the last part of "words." See http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/shihtzu.htm
 
It's too dark to read" all of those letters at night in most places, and that is why everything you need in order to make it up as you go along can be found on an archipelago, a few scattered islands known as Franz Josef Land, where you can even see Saint Nicholas just outside of tiny Saint Nicholas Church on that west island, but you can also read here or anywhere else north of the Arctic Circle at this time of the year, with a few candles and the lights of the Aurora Borealis.

Make sure the earth is not turned upside down when you go. Topsy turvy might make it appear you have a bad sense of direction.
 
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With a few candles and the lights of the Aurora Borealis, you can have a glorious outdoor Christmas display that is sure to win first prize this year and not allow another win for that schmuck across the street with the idiotic Simpsons nativity figurines.
 
The idiotic Simpsons nativity figurines takes to a whole lower level an utter lack of circumspection, to post the fantastic word of the day.
 


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