Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end.
So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.
You are correct: cheese is legal in Holland. In fact, my wife and I enjoyed some when we honeymooned there in '76. Uh-oh, I just remembered she bought one of those Delft Blue cheese slicers, because it was so pretty and all. I'm sure it was buried in the middle of some big box of "Kitchen" stuff when we moved back to the States, but should it have been registered or something? I mean, you can cut stuff with it. Aww, man...
Hey, these comments don't get scraped by any gov-bots, do they? I'd hate to have the authorities banging on my door in the dead of night and demanding that slicer.
This took me back to the 60's. We lived in the thumb of Michigan (it's shaped like a hand) and my grandparents lived in Rochester, NY. Every summer we'd travel across lower Ontario through Niagara Falls to visit them. Mom had bought some Limburger cheese in Canada and not wanting to pay a duty, placed the package in the glove box.
When we arrived at her parent's home, everyone had forgotten about the cheese ... until several days later when it was 'well-cooked' by the heat. That odor was still there when we returned home two weeks later.
"National Geographics" were also a staple at offices I used to frequent, but also those "Highlights" magazines. I always enjoyed seeing what Goofus and Gallant were up to.
There are eight million stories in the naked city. And I can't think of one of them…
That first sentence is a quote of the closing statement of the early (1958 - 1963) television series titled Naked City. The full statement is, “There are eight million stories in the naked city. This has been one of them.”
The series mimicked documentary style in its construction and may have been the original mockumentary. But the most annoying thing about it is the fact that it produced enough new material to fill so many weeks . Most of these were written by one writer, Stirling Silliphant, who also created and wrote for the spin-off, Route 66.
Such prolific production is particularly galling when I seem to have run out of ideas, especially as that blasted tag line keeps returning to my mind.
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