What's in a Name?

YY U R, YY U B. I C U R YYs 4 me!

Well, maybe its time for the Village People to change their image.  Or, the can be just remain silent and still for one beat then belt out M-C-A. 

It started in Louisville with KFC formerly known as Kentucky Fried Chicken it moved south and west to Georgetown with KYC formerly known as Kentucky Curmudgeon, then it proceeded into Lexington where the J.Peterman Company was reduced to JPC.  Then the colonel's progeny introduced grilled chicken.  Did they incorporate and grilled into the acronym? did it become KFAGC?  Nope, don't ask me why, it just did not happen.  It is too early in the morning or late at night to contemplate these matters. I will leave it to those remaining with their wits about them to underscore the days events.

Bebe~ Bats not keen on my amourous advances. I have kissed a few frogs in my time who never turned into handsome princes. The only wildlife excitement tonight was one of the cats bringing a live woodmouse into my bedroom - hence my sleeplessness.

Cartographers...N.B., east, youze guyze knows what I means.  good night, all, a busy day awaits.

Hazel I was once in my life awakened by an earthquake.  It registered a 3 or 4 on the richter scale.  I was in a cabin that was resting on cinder blocks on the edge of the forest.  The entire cabin rattled and shook.  My first thought was that a dragon, sleeping under the cabin, had been suddenly wakened out of a sound sleep.  It felt as if the entire cabin was riding on the dragon's back.  If it ain't a woodmouse, it's gotta be something.  I will now retire.  My sleeplessness will be retiring with me.  You, dear hazel, are the YY1.

OH, for goodness sake...don't you see?  It is an energy saving strategy! they can remove 75% of all the light bulbs in their signs, no longer having to illuminate the MCA.   An energy saving we should all be envious of.  Indeed.

and as for today's voting choices, how soon we forget  "banana pana momana,    Jana...."

Did I leave a dangle in my 1:49?

Names tumble like dominoes as corporations and organizations scamble to rebrand themselves. Nothing new. It's been going on fro a long time. The Senate and People of Rome became SPQR everywhere they went. Ancient scribes create "etc" and the ampersand to reduce their writing time (imaine the carpal tunnel problems those guys had). The United States of America shrank to USA almost upon its founding. Can't help it. We strive for brevity, the need to say and do things more quickly. We race headlong into an abbreviated culture. You can always frind a way to say it quicker - just say it with flowers and you don't have to worry about using those three pesky words - but will you have said it better. Students berate me because the books I choose for them use too much flowery language. The Cliif Notes are too long form them. They want Anna Karenina in 149 characters. I give it to them in 550 pages. They struggle to understand - not the book, but why I make them read it. They don't care about the book. It takes too much time. It's not interactive. It's not in 3-D. It doesn't entertain their 10-second attention spans. I try to steer them back into the slow lane. Put down your smart phones, I tell them. Pick up the novel. Be paitient. Let the language flow over you until you slowly sink into it, until it becomes you, until you become lost in 19th-century Russia. Let the Y and BP abbreviate. Let the books - and the time for readong them - grow longer.

BTW, in a nod to Hazel, I will from now on be the poster formerly known as Been Jammin - BJ.

BJ~ you can't do that without telling me what kind of jam you were making - 
Traffic? Muusic? Strawberry? HL~
OMG - We are back to txt spk - kids can't even pronounce the word youth, they say yoof.
Grouch for the day - why is it that kids spend a fortune on abbreviated clothes? All those bare flat bellies with navel piercings & builder's bum jeans - and those low - cut tops!!!!!
Bring back the liberty bodice!!!!!! If we could get our kids to wear real clothes, we could turn down the heating & save the planet.

Paolos, the ways of fast food speak are unknown to mortal man. Consider, for instance, two sandwiches: one has egg, ham, and cheese, served on an English muffin  It is an Egg McMuffin, never mind the ham and cheese. OK, fine. Now, we leave the egg there and replace the ham with a sausage patty. It becomes a Sausage McMuffin.  Egg, check, cheese, check, naming logic? Errrrrrngh.  Do not try to figure it out. It can't be figured. Logically, a Sausage McMuffin would include Sausage, ham and cheese, but such a thing would not exist- except at Hardees.

A good brand is a "name, term, sign, symbol or design, or a combination of
them intended to identify the goods and services of one seller or group
of sellers and to differentiate them from those of other sellers. The Y meets that criteria and works in a marketing age when what it takes is that your brand is hip in this consumer-generated world. You either grow or wither away. I don't say I always agree with that assertion but to use a hackneyed term it is what it is. Though retro makes a case. Okay I admit that I am a Mad Men fan.   

Oh, yes, BJ, teaching kids how to get absorbed in a novel is worth every head-banging moment.
When I have the priviledge,courtesy of the library system in the UK,, wearing white cotton gloves, to look at Celtic manuscripts, hand-written by monks, with ornate coloured capital letters at the start of paragraphs & fabulous creatures decorating the margins - what a labour of love. Abbrevite? NO!!!!!

Willie, a biskit will do just fine. Those muffins get too complicated for me.

 
What about the YWCA?  Doesn't anyone care how this will affect the women's
association?  And Y don't they have their own song?

If we shorten both to Y how will we distinguish the two?  Can we invert
one?  Perhaps M and W would be more appropriate.
 
Can we shorten y'all or does the thought of that dwarf youze guyze?
 
As for me, for the rest of the day, I'm with Willie...
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cSICoacOT60&feature=fvw

The illiterate (and non English speakers) understand symbols and slogans.

We are rapidly evolving from a print based to an image based society.

Plan on seeing symbols next to candidates' names on the ballots in the near future.

On a lighter note     "Y "   is kinda sexy.

My hubbie just ate his BLT, got into his MB, the car that is  ; )  and is headed for the Y.

XOXOXO

Sorry, I can't resist .... English people call muffins CRUMPET, which is also a slang term for an attractive, sexually available young woman. In English slang, a muff is a word for the furry bits in the Y - shaped part of a woman. (Thanks, Miss Blue!) We had a kids cartoon called Muffin The Mule & there was some speculaion as to wether this was a sexual offence.
Toasted crumpets with generous quatities of butter are wonderful. I think I'd better stop.

In  Cincinnati,   the  former  downtown  YWCA  morphed  into  different   things.   It  provides  safe  secure  housing  for  women,   specifically  targeting  those  who  may  have  been  the  victims  of  domestic  violence.    It  serves  as  a  venue  where  men  charged  with  a  pattern  of  domestic  violence  can  be  given  a  fresh  opportunity  to  choose  to  reevaluate  &  modify  their  behavior  that  lands  them  in  trouble  and  ruins  their  families.   Others  don't  have  those  issues,  but  still  have  needs.   But  it  also  has  an  active  gymnasium  &  exercise  program,   and  an  olympic-sized  pool.    My  coworker  and  best  friend  at  work  goes  there  to  stay  in  shape,   and  to  have  a  nearby  opportunity  to  use  physical  exercise  and  yoga  to   help  with  stress.   Acronyms  and  songs  with  letters   don't  always  mean  what  we  think  they  mean.

More typo- quantities of butter.

Bert

If the YMCA has an active gymnasium (from the Greek for naked,by the way), does the YWCA have an active gynecium?

Bert~ The YMCA & YWCA do a great job worldwide because they are based on sound principles. Long may they live & prosper! The trendy logo & the fun song could be viewed as a tribute.

Miss Blue~ You are a naughty girl.

The YMCA changing its name?  AFTER a song is written about it that everyone knows and nearly everyone can do the hand gestures to? Even people who are as dance-challenged as I am?
 
Wrong wrong wrong.  It's like the state of SC changing the name of a lake to be named after Strom Thurmond, nearly 40 years after the lake was created.  On the Georgia side of the lake, I notice that most of the old lake signs identifying it as Clark's Hill Lake are still present.
 
Anyhow, this is a situation when I pattern myself after certain Eyesters who shall remain nameless but who are legendary in their resistance to and dislike of change.

Just another reflection of a changing world, everything moves at lightning speed and acronyms help. To survive in Singapore for instance, which has been under the PAP govt for yonks, public service runs under govt bodies like the MOE (education), the MOF (finance), MOL (Labour), the HDB (housing); anyone driving is advised to be familiar with the AYE, the ECP, the BKE and CTE ...our venerable Minister Mentor (the old guy who refuses to retire) is just called LKY. Even our swear words get reduced to KNN and CCB ....."KNN you ah!!" "Your mother CCB !!!" ...you get the picture....

The YMCA brings back memories of an innocent period for me- I remember my first real party was at a YMCA...I was about 15 and the boys there were in national service, my friends and I thought..."Oh!!! These guys are sooooo old!!!" The boys must have felt all grown up at 19 too because I still remember someone telling me how I had to be careful cos I was so innocent looking ...yup, this is the passing of an era. Today, my boy shared with me how a pair of friends, who live in different parts of Australia have been "sexting" each other, including photos of their body parts, their facebook status says they are in a relationship with each other..How do you have a "committed" relationship with someone you are unlikely to even meet?? These are 15 year old kids! Technology has given us amazing new opportunities to connect with people, in a genuine fashion, people we would never have been able to before. For many though , it is just the means to "instant" everything...just like the acronym.

Btw, does the YWCA change its name too? If not, Y not? isint that sexual discrimination?

Hazel leese"  I don't think the song was meant as a tribute.  I think they were mocking the institution and in the disrespectful 70's people got the joke.  

Bert:  I'm glad to see that the YMCA in your area is doing such good work.  There are two very popular Y's in NYC.  The one on 92nd St in Manhattan is famous for all the cultureal events held there and the one in Park Slope, is very family friendly and is popular for its indoor swimming pool and terrace.  It actually looks like an urban country club.  I've heard that some people have their wedding receptions there.     

Hazel, it was door jam! Didn't cook it long enough. I was in a hurry.
 
When I first went to college, I took a bunch of short study skills course - you know, note taking, reading for retention, memory skills - that sort of thing. Last one in the series was time management. I never completed that one. I was too busy - didn't have the time. True story!
 
Never went to the Y. Don't know why. Got no memories of that.

Always loved the word "crumpit" in both it's meanings.
 
Ancient Romans had sweet crunchy little goodies called "crustullas"- we call `em cookies.

I'm no spring chicken, but I've always called it The Y. I've used their exercise facilities in different parts of my life. Best gym around for the money.

The "change" isn't so much that as it is accepting the fact that most people have already done it for them.

Miss  Blue:    Hazel  says  you  are  a  naughty  girl.....lol     I'm  making  more  dark  roast  before  I  tackle  such  a  formidable  opponent.
 
Julia:   It's  good  to  hear  from  you  and  to  learn  that  The  Big  Apple  has  similar  creativity.   In  today's  world,    the  ability  to  modify  behavior  quickly  is  critical  to  survival.
 
Spring  Fragrance:   I'm  a  hands-on  joint  custodial  parent  of  a  16  year  old  daughter,   so  PLEASE  let  me  know  if  you  have  any  more  insights  into  the  use/misuse  of  the  internet.   Sometimes  I'm  "dad"  and  "mr.  mom,"  which  is  my   toughest  but  most  rewarding  job,   and  I  need  all  the  help  I  can  get.   
 
 

Julia Masi~ Least said the better on that one.
Ahhhhhh- a waft of Spring Fragrance~ delightful as ever.
BJ~ Methinks you's as crazy as me.

Change is life.

Life is change.

Y, don't we all know that by now?

lotlot~ I don't know what you call it, but in UK English, the term for the menopause is  "The Change" - Forgive me, Young Man, when I throw off the bedclothes, take a cool shower & bite your ankles. (In my dreams)

Hazel, I'm certifiable.
 
lotlot, the only thing in the universe that doesn't change is that fact that everything in the universe changes.

Bert...sure! No problem...we parents must look out for each others' kids! Your Sky's just a year older than my boy.
 
Hazel, BJ, lotlot,Julia....everyone! Sorry I hadnt been around for the last few days...was knocked out for a few days with some tummy bug.  But am back now!

Most happy ot have you back in our midst.

Spring: Glad to see you back and on the men.

MenD! Yeesh.

how about "wim c a'  for the ladies, and "the mem c a " for the gents?

HAZEL:  How has British Slang changed, with so many women preferring the Nine Year Old Look, these days ???  And, is S T R U M P E T a Compound Word, made up of two entirely different concepts ??? I'd like to know before Friday nite .......

the two  different concepts are the same ones in music, and as all music is composed of the same notes,merely in different order,some tunes stick in your head,some in your throat

Any other adolescents out there remember how to draw a dirty picture with a Y and a couple of parentheses?

"People have been calling it the Y anyway"
 
Just announced, Canon, Minolta, Ricoh and all other copier makers will be changing their names to Xerox. The reason given was "They call our equipment that anyway."
 
A similar move is expected from the facial tissue industry.

ca you trade mark an alphabet letter?

Y, Oh Y, Oh Y did they do that?

Change YMCA to Y, I mean.

Oh, I know, I know, I know. Everybody calls it the Y and they have since Hector was a pup. So, guess it was only natural that the change was made.

Still, it is a bit disconcerting.

Why? Er, Y?

‘Cause what will become of all of those orphaned, leftover M’s and C’s and A’s?

Suppose that means alphabet soup will have a derth of Y’s?

And a glut of M’s and C’s and A’s?

Really eats at you, doesn’t it?

No?

Well, Y not?

 
This in an email to me:

"Just FYI, the FBIGS and CBIGS are being allowed to lapse but the C-TRAGS and MOPACS are being renewed. Your thoughts?"

I was thinking of going with the standard acronym for Wed- Thur- Fri but didn't want to encourage any more of it.

Willie ~

(   )(   )
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(   Y   )     

    

Every single day, maybe twice, down at the U of I in Cham-bana, me and my buddies would gather downstairs at the YMCA on Wright Street, in a cafeteria called the K Room.  Have no idea why the Y had a K room but they did, an obsession with capital letters maybe, and that K room made the worst diluted last night tasting coffee, and we drank gallons of it, as we smoked and solved all the problems of the world in 1968, and 1969.  In 1970, we began to disperse, chasing jobs at the noon hour instead of chewing over current events.  In 1971, we were all gone into our futures.    ... A memory just struck:  it was the morning after the Draft Lottery on televison where bedragged hung over students drowned their next day sorrows, or toasted to their good fortune.  I can hear them now:  "LH:  10.  I'm going to Canada with L." "SK: 121.  Do you think they'll get that far?" "BB:  303.  P. and I are going to get married, then it's OCS."  And P.: "I want him to go to Canada; he's more honorable than I am."  And he was, and we did marry, he didn't have to go to OCS, and we never went to Canada other than on vacation several years later...........All this happening at the K at the Y.  I hope it's still there.  Everybody needs a place like that in college.  And beyond, but then you're just too busy to find it.  Which is too bad.

You can trademark the logo, RY.  But I don't think the Y can own all the Y's in the world, there's so many.  And that would be akin to slavery. Why should all Y's be forced to be associated with this one group?  Some Y's just might choose to be Y's someplace else.  It's about free will for Y's I think.  Freedom.  Y's are endowed with certain unalienable rights just like M's (in M and M's).  I'm pretty sure Y's have rights.  And if they don't, we need to do something about it.   Definitely.  We cannot let Y's be treated like second class letters, we will not let that happen.  I appoint RY to head the Committe on Y Freedom.  You can thank me later.

But look at the bright side of this decision........

Now that they have ‘officially' changed it's name to The ‘Y', even though that has already been the name it has been referred to, thought of, and has already become ingrained into the conscious and subconscious of several generations of the civilized world....... Look at all the jobs and work this has probably created in these times of unemployment.

I'm almost certain this process began with the hiring of consultants and marketing firms which I'm sure held numerous focus groups and conducted all manner of research, data analysis, yada yada yada yada, that then lead to a seemingly endless stream of meetings involving numerous resources (including beverages, donuts, cookies, up-teen Power Point presentations and employees who would otherwise be doing their actual jobs), the design of several options that would then be presented up and down the chain of command responsible for making such extremely strategic decisions..... who then, finally deciding upon the ‘obvious', decreed that it shall be done which in turn meant that all of their signage, logos, business cards, stationary, t-shirts, pens, pencils, forms, legal documents, employee badges and anything else that used to say YMCA be replaced with Y, which is what it has already been referred to as and become knitted into the fabric of our language at no cost at all in the first place.

I'm certain that this activity actually has a bit of measurable value-added somewhere down the line......... or not.

Meanwhile and far away......... the wheels just keep on turning...........

peace out

STONEY:  Such Great Art should hang in the Loo .......
 
 
Two of my Aunts were browsing thru a Gallery, with a Showing that week of aspiring Abstractionists' works  ... Both of them in their early Eighties, neither of them knowing Pablo Picasso from Pablo Cassals or The Frito Bandito ... As they approached the Ladies' Lounge (three glasses of Champagne later) there was another woman standing looking at a Painting that was just to the right of the Lounge door ... Musing out loud she said, "I wonder why they hung that painting there ??? " Without missing s beat, as my Aunt Ellen walked by, she said, "Probably because they couldn't find the Artist ..."  Aunt Mae said the woman was still standing there sputtering like Marian Lorne, when she and Ellen walked back by .......  When they got back to the Main Salon of the Gallery, Champagne Glasses refreshed, awaiting an unveiling, Aunt Mae says the Artist(whose work they were featuring) "Skipped" ... into the room ... The Sisters looked at each other, drained their glasses and left immediately ... Took a Cab to Toots Shore's Place, and spent the rest of the afternoon noshing and sipping Sazerac out of Coffee cups ... Around seven that evening, Jack E. Leonard, who had been matching them cup for cup,  drove them home ... Off Topic ??? Yeah, except that they both used to say that the reason they never went to the   Y   was because they couldn't wear their Minks into the pool .......

**** 4 star Posting- Throw out the old-fashioned glasses, I would love to hang with those ladies tossing back Sazerac in coffee cups. I would suspect that the lipstick was askew by the ride home and now I know why that No Minks or Beavers Allowed in Pool sign hangs at the local Y.

GOOD NEWS, E-mail from Heathcliff! He's on the mend, moving to France & will be back on the Eye when he can get all the computer-y stuff sorted.

Tomeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!! You bad lad!
JALOPKIN~ I googled around - very informative - The term Crumpet is a derivation of Strumpet. It's worth looking for the entertainment value.

HAZEL:  Thank You for the Good Report on Heathcliff !!!  So Good to hear !!!  I am sure it must have been a terrible experience for James' entire family ...
 
Neat Stuff about the Word, "Crumpet/Strumpet ... but you understand my consternation ...  Is it an indication of Directions one may take, or options one may employ ???  Do I Strum ???  or do I Pet ???  and if either, What ???   Could give a fellow a whole new understanding of the word, Plectrum, too
 
TOMMY:  Those two little Jewish women had been askew all of their lives, and were pushing Womens' Lib in the 40's and 50's ... They weren't gay, but they were entirely too Iron-Assed to ever be able attract a man for more than a dalliance ... Not that they were all that hard to look at, but they were both like a stick of Dynamite that had a lit fuse at both ends ... And it just got worse as they got older ... Broadway has always had its Angels ... those two little Demons spent a lot of time and money making thngs happen on Second Avenue ... and when they weren't doing that, they were raising hell somewhere between Battery Park and the "Katz Kills" , as they called it .......  Aunt Ellen dated Jimmy Walker one   time ... when the lights came on and he realized how much older than he, she was ...  She was back to carousing with Aunt Mae ... but only the two of them dying within six months of each other ever slowed them down .......

 
 
 
 
 
Ivan,
Don't make 'em like they used to, do they?

 
Since I was out and about running errands, I thought to ask everyone I ran into what YMCA stood for.

Two persons out of eleven knew. One of those who did not, is employed there and one was very irritable at the very idea of being asked as though it were some kind of obscure riddle.

Peter  Lake:    Whenever  I  hear  one  of  my  coworkers  or  friends  or  the  kid  announce  their  destination,   it's  often  one  word,  even  one  syllable.    If   the  destination  is  either  the  WMCA  or  the  WYCA,   all  I  see  is  a  silhouette  flash  by,  chirping  "Y."     In  retaliation  for  the  rest  of  the  world  leaving  me  {and  my  more  formal  manners}  behind  in  a  cloud  of  dust,   I  think  I'm  going  to  start  muttering  back  "Because  I'm  your  dad,"   or  "Because  it's  not  fun,  otherwise  I'd  have  volunteers  doing  your  job."   I'm  going  to  have  to  think  of  a  more  intellectually  appealing  answer  to  the  possible  biggest  faux  Existential  question:   "Why?"

When our YMCA first opened here, a little over 10 years ago, we had a problem with mothers not wanting to have their sons in the men's locker room alone, as they might be exposed to perverts and the like. Some of the boys they brought into the  ladies locker room to change for swim classes etc., were close to 12 years old. I finally had enough and went to the manager and complained. I was informed that these same ladies had complained to her of nudity in the ladies locker room.

You can't make this stuff up.

As for fur coats, my hip and fashion savvy niece tells me ,the latest trend is to have one's old out of date fur coat shaved, and has taken grandmother's beaver in for a trim.....

..... just 'cos

 
Our kids were all competitive swimmers and spent part of almost every day at the Y.

Our youngest was about seven when, during construction, she and one of her short pals discovered that there was a peek hole into the men's shower room.

"Well," I opined trying to put he subject to rest, "if you've seen one, you've seen them all."

"Oh, not true, Dad..."

Her mother intervened.

 

The "Y' shape reminds me of a martini glass....bar's open in the club car!

Jalopkin- I am lovin' these old birds more with each post. In my often too complicated way, I have tried to explain to my friends that wonderful Camus' statement "You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life." When I hear stories about people who "really" live, it excites and teaches me the Great Truth. That is what I yearn for, squeezing the orange for every last drop of juice. Cheers! Hazel- I am naughty good. 

Hazel Leese--you have handled ancient manuscripts?  OMG!!!!!!!  I can't begin to imagine the feelings coursing through you as experienced them.  Words fail me to capture the blessing/luck/karma/whatever it was that you had in order to have that intense experience.

  
This does not happen often: hospitals are not where I feel comfortable or useful but I found myself in the room of my wife's fairly spaced out mom while everyone else was otherwise momentarily occupied.

"What're you doing here?" she wondered more or less pleasantly.

"Just standing by so you don't roll the toilet paper out the window and have an es-cape," I answered.

"Did you make that up?"

"Nope, Arlo Guthrie did it's from the song Alice's Restaurant and..."

She got it and waved me off. The last thing a confused woman needed was a reminder that her son-in-law and great grandson are in the habit of measuring travel time in Alices or eighteen minute-thirteen-second intervals.

We know for instance that Sturgeon Bay, WI, which we consider the gateway to Door County, is a five Alice.

It begins to seem a little eccentric that we know that Mt. Rushmore is a forty-five.

Niagara Falls, Mackinac Island and the Apostles are, in that they involve Great Lakes ferries, not easily Aliceable trips.

A friend has created an Alice's Restaurant trip calculator app. We don't use it. We can count and we know all the words.
 

Stoney, anytime you want to take those forty-five Alices you should let me know. I'll be sure to have your beverage of choice on hand.                                                                                                                                        Miss Blue, I'm not surprised at the complaints of women's nudity in a women's locker room. I've not been a customer of the Y but I do go to our local swimming/recreation center here frequently. They have three locker rooms there: one for women, one for men, and one for families. I'm happy for the arrangement. I always wondered what to do with my young son back when I was a single mother, but 12-year-olds? Good Lord. If they're that concerned, they should have signed them up for the Y's martial arts program by the time they were six.

Jalopkin,  Gotta' love your Ellen & Mae....what fun they would be!!  And I can just absolutely see the woman "sputtering like Marion Lorne"--the world's greatest sputterer of all time.  She was priceless.  (and I haven't heard the name or seen her in anything since at least my great aunt's mink stole--now mine--was made!)  

Stoney....... you're a good man when a good man is needed.  Your family is fortunate to have you providing much needed silver linings.  The very best to you and yours.

When I was a kid motorists sometimes would stop and ask directions and I would tell them to keep going straight until they came to the Y in the road and then . . .

and it is a true tale, that some women get minks the same way minks get minks........

MISS bLUE: I'm afraid the powers have been concentrating on turning out "Politically Correct" little Bundists, to fill our Pews and Ques ... Anymore, People who actually experience life are branded as Kooks, Misfits, or Sociopaths ....... And to think I once considered moving to Stepford .......
 
TOMMY:  You should have enjoyed meeting the Family Historian whose job it was to get all this stuff down on paper ... and dealing with a family that is larger than Good Sized Towns ... Like any other Family, we have our own assortment of Screwballs, Miscreants, Ne'er  Do Wells, and Geniuses ... and all in the mix is a scary collection of Real Pistols ... (some of 'em Girls) Mostly, they're all just, Folks ... living the Traditions that our forebears have lived for thousands of years ...
 
CAROL:  Marian Lorne came right out of the Jewish Theatre, and onto Radio back in the years between the end of the War and 1950 ... and then moved to Television in the early 50's with a fellow named, Garrison Moffat III ...   She was the first person I ever saw who exhibited Verbal Dyslexia, and could do repetitive Double-Takes without missing a beat ... In her younger years, she was quite attractive, and had she not been a Good Little Jewish Girl and if she'd had the Screens to play on when she was young, she'd have been another successful Vamp ... Theda Barra had nothing on her ... the Dithering Granma/Zany Aunt shtik was all she had left when her looks went ... but she carried on, well into Old Age, and like Betty White, was still sharp in her90's ... I think the last Regular Gig she had was as a Confused Aunt to Samantha .......

RY........ the above is absolutely priceless & almost knocked me off the couch w/ laughter..........................
 
STONEY......... take care of your tribe........... I know you do..............

HAZEL........ so glad about your friend Heathcliff, great news!

Just dropped in
on my way to snooze
to say hello
alas no booze
on thespia train
for me tonight
but know you're all
shining bright
in my thoughts ❤

I go to my fantastic local YMCA several times weekly for 2 hour PT sessions. Last week my daughter and daughter-in-love accompanied me, inspired to start working out (if feeble me can do it ANYONE can) and also enticed by their award winning childcare at $2 an hour....

After of course not being able to achieve the same routine I've been working on for almost 2 years they repaired in disgust with me to the sauna where I whipped off my towel, placed it on a bench and reclined to relax. My normally eloquent 26 year-old daughter said: "Um, Mom, you're naked." Me: "Yes. This is a sauna." Her: "But someone might come in." Me: "They've seen it before in it's less attractive vertical position." Her: "But I haven't."

The Y can open whole new familial relationship horizons.

JAX....... go on woman w/ your naked self, that is great!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tell your daughter her mom rocks!!!!!!!!

Hi bebe!!!!!!! Thank you. She'd probably receive it better coming from you but I'll try. {{Grin}} It's only taken me all of my life to this point to be comfortable in my own skin. Isn't it funny to go from worrying about the condition of my skin, to being grateful that it contains everything neccessary to continue life?

I miss you guys. REALLY sorry to have missed yesterday......... }:-D

See you soon! Hugs all round!

JAX........ oh my gosh... I didn't read carefully & I just saw that you call your daughter-in-law your daughter-in-love........... that is what my mother-in-law calls me! I think it's just the loveliest thing in the world............
 
ok, sleep tight, don't let the naked sauna bugs bite.......

Bebe~ what else Could she call a lovely like you? :)
Mwah! Night!
*light clicking off*

Stoney, where did you find that head?  The Y here has gotten a little yuppified, so maybe its a good thing.  I don't know, just thinking of the Muppets singing "In The Navy".  Which will they abreviate next, Navy or Muppets?

No one mentioned the artist formerly known as Prince.  To what did he
change his name?  What to did he change his name?  What did he change his name to?  dangling, dangling, dang.

                                              
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Unhinged!?

Wow, it is great to see your name and words... really great.

Hope the world has been kind to you.

The head is one of a couple on either side of the front porch door and they have been out there every day for years a gift from one of our kids.

Stick around will ya?

 
rapidgirl ~

That is a very nice offer... Thanks.

Peter Lake,

An unlucky male RN got to ride down in the elevator after a little dust up with our patient in which he had forgotten part of her wound dressing and she called him on it.

"I thought you were supposed to be blind," he remarked.

I didn't call him names but abused him badly. He has not been back.

In my childhood neighborhood, the YMCA was the only place kids could go and hang out with other kids in a relatively safe environment. I learned to play pool at the Y. It's funny but I'd completely forgotten that I won a twist contest at the Y when I was 12, dancing to Chubby Checker.
 
There's a YWCA here in town, in a historical buliding that's being restored. It's a smallish house that doesn't have a pool or gym, but offers yoga and meditation classes with a carriage house in back that serves as a thrift shop. No YWCA here.
 
A friend recently vacated her room at the Brooklyn Y when she moved to Indiana. The Y was a safe haven for her after a harrowing ordeal.

Miss Blue, I got a good laugh out of your 4:57 post....thanks, I really needed one.
Jax, your daughter should hope to be as beautiful as you when she gets to be your age.