5 Things We Know On A Sunday – From Space Juice To Old Dan & Little Ann, Plus Things You Say That You’ve Heard Somewhere Before . . . Here’s What We Know On A Sunday

5 Things We Know On A Sunday

  1. For some reason, I’ve been wanting to have a big glass of Tang for the last several days . . .
  2. I’m convinced that America would be a better place if every person read “Where The Red Fern Grows”, “The Outsiders”, “The Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy” and “Lonesome Dove” once in their life. At least then we could all find some common ground and be able to have a conversation about something. Every day in America, we lose more and more shared experiences. That ain’t good.
  3. You’d think peanut butter crackers would be the best, but those cheese crackers with peanut butter are actually much better. Anything else though and the cracker folks are just trying to hard.
  4. About fifteen times a week I’ll hear my Dad’s voice jump out of my throat when I’m talking to my son or even other folks. At first, it startled me. Now, I figure that’s just the way things go. Still, I wish I could ask my Dad what it was like the first time he sounded like my “Daddy Jim”. Had to imagine your Dad sounding like your Grand Dad, but I reckon that’s the way things go. Now, close that refrigerator door and make up your mind what you want. Ain’t nothing changing in there!
  5. Instead of “Take Your Child To Work Day” we’d probably all be better off if there were a “Take Your Parents To School Day”. Might be amazed at what we can learn from kids and what we can do to make our schools even better. We’ve probably been doing things backwards for years on this deal!



  1. 1. Tang is great
    2. Read 2 of those as a class in school, great job Frenship High!
    3. Ritz with cheese in the middle
    4. I hear my own Dad in my speaking sometimes. Usually its when Im doling out some sort of sage advice.
    5. I agree. Not that teachers could use oversight or anything, but maybe stepping into the classroom can help parents figure out that some of the problem is not supporting the teacher enough.

  2. By definition, multiculturalism = fewer shared experiences
    Back in the old days we praised the “melting pot” of American society. Now thanks to “diversity” we are separated into many different little pots that argue over whose pot should be made bigger at the expense of some other pot.
    I know, that’s a terrible analogy. But I ain’t a poet or anything.

  3. 5 More:

    1. There is little, in this world, more emotionally satisfying than holding a newborn, in your hands, for the first time. I won’t go into stories, but, holding my first granddaughter, at 4 hours old, and this weekend, at 3 weeks old, gave me an emotion I’ve never felt, before, and have no way to describe. Parents and grandparents know the feeling. So, I’ve no need to explain it. It just… is.

    2. Shopping in the “Camping” section of any sporting goods store, is never NOT enjoyable. I don’t even have to have specific camping plans in my very near future. I just know that, if I see something that looks like a great thing to have at the camp site… whenever I get there… I’m buying it. Count on it.

    3. Grilling burgers, even when it’s 101° outside, and the heat from the open flame is making your face feel like you just opened the Arc of the Covenant, that you stole from Indiana Jones’ expedition, is fun. Knowing what you’re about to consume, is gratification enough to make that extra heat… tolerable.

    4. You will reach an age, in your life… when there’s no such thing as “normal” in your thermostat setting. In earlier years, during the summertime, “cool enough” was attainable. In the winter, “warm enough” was easily within reach.
    When you hit that age, buddy temperature becomes schizophrenic. A 76° setting, in the summer, might just freeze you out of your home… and the winter… if you turn it up past 67°, you might just reach that melting point after opening the aforementioned Arc of the Covenant. Just a heads up.

    5. Want to revert back to your childhood? Before this summer concludes, go have a seat on your patio… right in the final 30 minutes before sunset.
    (Bonus if you’ve got wind chimes hanging around the patio.) Sit back, with no music. No mobile devices. Just you and the people you love. Converse… or, just sit… in silence…wile the cicadas are playing their music. It’s been a lot of years, since I’ve heard them, in the evenings. But, hearing it, this year, immediately sends me back to my youth.

  4. Re: # 2 from Langston Hughes in 1959–
    I guess being colored doesn’t make me not like
    the same things other folks like who are other races.
    So will my page be colored that I write?
    Being me, it will not be white.
    But it will be
    a part of you, instructor.
    You are white—
    yet a part of me, as I am a part of you.
    That’s American.
    Sometimes perhaps you don’t want to be a part of me.
    Nor do I often want to be a part of you.
    But we are, that’s true!
    As I learn from you,
    I guess you learn from me—
    although you’re older—and white—
    and somewhat more free

    Re:#5– In 20 years the jobs many parents do today will not exist!

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