HOWARD’S DAILY CHRONICLE
NUMBER 11 VOL 5
DECEMBER 11TH 2007
WEATHER; COOL, LOW HUMIDITY, 43 DEGREES
14 MORE SHOPPING DAYS TILL THE GRINCH WHO STOLE CHRISTMAS TRIES AGAIN! YOU BETTER WATCH OUT, YOU BETTER NOT POUT SANTA CLAUS IS COMING TO TOWN!
SORRY ABOUT THE NUMBER OF DAYS LEFT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, I GOT ALL MESSED UP DOING THE MATH. AS OF TODAY THERE ARE 14 DAYS LEFT!
KIND OF A SLOW DAY TODAY! DIDN’T GO OUT EXCEPT TO PICK UP HALEY JO. AND CHECK THE ANTI FREEZE IN THE CAR HAD TO ADD ABOUT A ½ PINT!
I HAVE AN APPOINTMENT WITH MY CHIROPRACTOR TOMORROW, I’VE GOT A KINK IN MY NECK I CAN’T SEEM TO GET RID OF AND A SHARP HOT PAIN IN MY RIGHT SHOULDER THAT FEELS LIKE A PINCHED NERVE! I MENTIONED THESE TO MY PRIME CARE DOCTOR AT THE VA AND HE KNOWS I USE A CHIROPRACTOR WHEN NEEDED SO HIS SUGGESTION WAS TO SEE HER/HIM! IN THIS CASE IT’S A SHE. THE FAMILY HAS USED HER FOR OVER 30 YEARS! SHE IS GOOD AT HER TRADE! IF ANY OF YOU ARE INTERESTED SHE USES THE B.E.S.T. BIO ENERGETIC SYNCRONIZATION TECHNIQUE METHOD. NOT THE OLD SNAP, CRACKEL, POP METHOD SO MANY STILL USE!
A LITTLE LOOK BACK AT MY YOUNGER YEARS; IN ABOUT 1943 I WENT TO THE SATURDAY AFTERNOON MOVIE AND WATCHED A MOVIE WITH THE “OUR GANG” GUYS/GALS!
THE GUYS MADE ALFIE GET UP ON A GARAGE ROOF AND OPEN A BIG BEACH UMBRELLA THAT WAS FULL OF HOLES AND JUMP OFF HOLDING IT ABOVE HIS HEAD! HE FLOATED DOWN TO A HALF WAY DECENT LANDING IN A SAND PILE! I THOUGHT THAT WAS THE NEATEST THING I’D EVER SEEN SO WHEN I GOT HOME I GOT BILL MASON TO COME OVER AND HELP ME DO THE SAME THING, HE LIVED ON THE STREET BEHIND MY FOLKS. WE DUG THROUGH THE GARAGE TILL WE FOUND ONE OF THE BIG BEACH UMBRELLAS WE USED AT THE PLACE AT NEWPORT BEACH DURING THE SUMMER. THERE WAS A BIG VACANT LOT NEXT TO OUR HOUSE WHICH I PLANNED ON FLOATING TO FOR A SOFT LANDING. WELL, I CLIMBED UP ON THE GARAGE ROOF AND BILL HANDED ME THE UMBRELLA WHICH I OPENED AND THE WIND ALMOST TOOK ME OFF THE ROOF, I FINALLY GOT THINGS SITUATED AND WALKED TO THE EDGE OF THE ROOF AND WAS GOING TO JUMP WHEN A GUST OF WIND CAUGHT THE UMBRELLA AND TURNED IT INSIDE OUT AND AT THE SAME TIME BLEW ME OFF THE ROOF ON TOP OF MY DADS 32 FORD ROADSTER! ONE OF MY LEGS WENT THROUGH THE TOP. BILL CAME OVER AND HELPED ME CLIMB OUT, I WAS ALL SKINNED UP, MY PANTS WERE RIPPED, THE UMBRELLA WAS A TOTAL WRECK AND MY MOTHER AND DAD WERE DUE HOME ANY MINUTE! I’VE NEVER TOLD ANY OF THE FAMILY ABOUT THIS AND THE ONLY ONES WHO KNEW ABOUT IT IS BILL MASON AND MY GOOD BUDDY, MY BROTHER-IN-LAW HERB DAVIS. HE WAS THE ONLY ONE I KNEW WHO COULD HELP ME REPAIR THE TOP ON THE 32 FORD WHICH HE AND MY SISTER RUTH DID. THEY BORROWED THE CAR TO GO DO SOMETHING AND MY DAD WAS NEVER THE WISER, I GUESS HE NEVER NOTICED THE SEWED UP SLIT IN THE TOP BECAUSE IT WAS HIDDEN BY ONE OF THE BOWS. NOW MY BROTHER JERRY KNOWS BUT I DON’T THINK HE’LL SAY ANYTHING HUH! JERRY.
SPEAKING OF JERRY; WHEN HE WAS STATIONED AT OXNARD NAVAL AIR STATION BEFORE HE GOT DISCHARGED HE BROUGHT HOME A 5 GALLON CAN OF SOME KNID OF LIQUID, I SMELLED IT AND IT SMELLED LIKE IT WOULD BURN SO I POURED SOME ON AN ANT HILL AT THE SIDE OF THE DRIVEWAY, I WENT IN THE HOUSE AND CAME OUT WITH A BIG BOX OF BLUE DIAMOND STICK MATCHES. OVER ABOUT AN HOUR I THREW THE WHOLE BOX A MATCH AT A TIME ON THIS ANT HILL. NO FIRE SO I PUT THE CAN BACK IN THE GARAGE AND FORGOT ABOUT IT TILL I WAS IN THE GARAGE WITH JERRY ONE DAY AND CASUALLY ASKED HIM WHAT WAS IN THE SQUARE CAN OVER IN THE CORNER! “THAT’S CARBONTET” HE ANSWERED. “FIRE EXTINGUISHER FLUID”! “WE USE IT TO CLEAN NEW WEAPONS THAT ARE PACKED IN COSMOLINE”. “WHY” ‘OH! NOTHING, I JUST WONDERED”? DING! NO WONDER IT WOULDN’T LIGHT AND BURN! I KNOW ONE THING, IT SURE WOULD TAKE OIL AND GREASE OFF CAR PARTS BUT IT TURNED MY HANDS WHITE FOR A WHILE I DIDN’T KNOW IT WAS TAKING THE OIL OUT OF MY SKIN! LIVE AND LEARN RIGHT?
WHEN WE LIVED ON MORELLA STREET IN NORTH HOLLYWOOD MY DAD AND HIS BROTHER HAD A GOLD MINE IN DEATH VALLEY, THEY NEVER GOT ANY GOLD OUT OF IT AS FAR AS I KNOW BUT IT MADE A NICE PLACE TO SPEND A WEEKEND BUT I NEVER GOT TO GO, I WAS TOO YOUNG! JERRY DID AND HE WENT WHEN THEY CAUGHT “SPARKY” SHORT FOR SPARK PLUG THE HORSE WE HAD TILL WE MOVED BACK INTO TOWN IN 1941. THIS HORSE WAS AN INDIAN PONY AND WASN’T MANY HANDS TALL BUT HE COULD OUT RUN THE STALLION THE EVAN’S KIDS ACROSS THE STREET HAD! PAUL EVANS TOLD ME IF I HELD ON TO SPARKYS TAIL HE COULDN’T KICK ME SO I WENT IN THE CORRAL AND UP TO SPARKY AND GRABBED HIS TAIL, LET ME TELL YOU, THAT WAS THE DAMNEDEST RIDE I EVER TOOK AND I FOUND OUT HE COULD AND DID KICK ME UNDER THE RIGHT EYE. MY NIECE BARBARA WAS STANDING NEXT TO THE CORRAL GATE AND SPARKEY WAS HEADED RIGHT FOR HER SO I LET GO AND HE CAME TO A STOP AND WENT TO EATING HEY! Dr. SHIREY TOLD MY MOM ANOTHER SMALL AMOUT AND I WOULD HAVE LOST THE EYE, I STILL HAVE THE SCAR AND OCCASIONALLY LOOK AT IT REMEMBERING THAT INCIDENT!
I ‘VE GOT MORE BUT NOW IT’S BED TIME!
THAT’S “30” FOR THIS ISSUE.
HOWARD
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