Today’s agenda

  • Cook Spaghetti for the IHW retreat.
  • Take Zane to 4H
  • Listen to this clip from Rock-a-Doodle of Chanticleer (chant-ah-claire) singing Sun Do Shine three hundred eighty five more times. I was talking to a friend about how Chanticleer is my all time favoritest word. Like cotton candy melting in your mouth. And I remember how much I loved this movie (I was 19 when it came out) and I’m pretty sure I still know all the words. Then I found this at Wikipedia:

    “Upon its initial release, Rock-a-Doodle was not well received by critics or audiences, judging by its subsequent poor financial performance and contemporary name recognition (possibly due to the film’s dark, worldly setting and frightening villain and his plot to eat the farm animals).”

George is a man after my own heart!!

Mildred, the Church gossip and self-appointed arbiter of the Church’s morals, kept sticking her nose into other people’s business. Several residents were unappreciative of her activities, but feared her enough to maintain their silence.

She made a mistake, however, when she accused George, a new member, of being an alcoholic after she saw his pickup truck parked in front of the town’s only bar one afternoon. She commented to George and others that everyone seeing it there would know what he was doing.

George, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and just walked away. He didn’t explain, defend, or deny. He said nothing.

Later that evening, George quietly parked his pickup in front of Mildred’s House… and left it there all night.