Tuesday, October 1, 2024

Grease is the word........

Grease is the word, is the word that you heard
It's got a groove, it's got a meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feeling

No, that ain't it.

Benjamin: I'm just...
Mr. Braddock: ...worried?
Benjamin: Well...
Mr. Braddock: About what?
Benjamin: I guess about my future.
Mr. Braddock: What about it?
Benjamin: I don't know. I want it to be...
Mr. Braddock: ...to be what?
Benjamin: ...Different.

Mr. McGuire: I want to say one word to you. Just one word.
Benjamin: Yes, sir.
Mr. McGuire: Are you listening?
Benjamin: Yes, I am.
Mr. McGuirePlastics.
Benjamin: Exactly how do you mean?
Mr. McGuire: There's a great future in plastics. Think about it. Will you think about it?

Hell to the no, both wrong.  It's BACON.

Oh yeah, I remember, "Bacon's Law"... the idea that anyone can be linked to Kevin Bacon through no more than six connections, where two actors are connected if they have appeared in a movie or a commercial together.

Ahm, no.  I'm talking Bacon Mania. The craze started when that dayum Atkin's Diet came out in the late 90's with it's focus on high protein foods.  Right Piglet?

"OH, D-D-D-DEAR!" (Piglet had a great fear of much).... generalized anxiety disorder... So, do you mean ADHD?  No, that was Winnie... and, back in 'our day' they really DIDN'T have a word (nor a clue) about either of those.. but, the technique for doctors (dealing with children anyways) was, "We don't know....but, give him this."
VICTOR. You are off base.  The subject was WORD.
Oh yeah, sorry.
BASEBALL RAY.  Victor, is this where you throw the Kansas City crap in our face and remind us the Royals have made the playoffs and their game is on TV today at 3:08pm Central.  Yes......yes it is.
Off track.
Sorry.
Victor, wasn't there a TV show A LOOOOONG time ago where, they brought in two everyday off the street kinda folks, interviewed them, the producers had a secret word picked out and if the 'everyday people' said the word, a stuffed bird would come down and they'd win the money.  Victor, do you remember that show?

You bet your life.  OK Victor, that's all well and good, but do you remember the name of the show?  You bet your life. Kinda grouchy aren't ya?  NO, it was Groucho, and the show was You Bet Your Life. The bird wasn't the word (remember that blog the other day? A well don't you know about the bird, WELL EVERYBODY knows, the bird is the word.  The stuffed bird's name was Julius, which is actually Groucho's real first name.
I'm so confused Victor, I think I'll go do something crazy... like, maybe swallow a goldfish.  HEY, so glad you mentioned that. Fad is good.  We can switch from Word to Fad. 
Speakin'a swallowing Goldfish, do you by chance know where that originated?  Oh, I dunno... I'll take a wild stab.... Ohio.. Springfield maybe?  Ah, nope. Harvard, 1939. Freshman Lothrop Withington Jr, on a $10 bet with friends, swallowed a goldfish infronta classmates and a Boston reporter...  Paul Harvey, GOldfishOD DAY.
OK Victor, move along now.  What Word... or, sorry.. what fad next?
Ahm, howabout Phone Booth Stuffing? 

Wonder what the record was anyways?  I'm so glad you asked. (Somehow, I'm not surprised).  25.  No way. Way.  
Wiki say 
On March 20, 1959, students at the Durban, South Africa, YMCA set a world record when 25 of them were able to squeeze at least the greater portions of their bodies into a standard upright phonebooth. The participants ranged in height from 163 to 188 centimetres (5 ft 4 in – 6 ft 2 in). Very little unoccupied volume remained; when the phone rang, nobody inside had enough space free to pick up the handset and answer it.

Yeah yeah Victor, next fad.  Howabout Mood Rings?  OH, like, the ones when people get married?  Ahm, mebbe we better not stop here.....

The Yo Yo.  Betty Boop. FLAGPOLE SITTING.  Slinky, e gads.  Tang.  The Hula Hoop.  The Twist (Victor, don't forget the Mashed Potato , the Swim and, the Funky Chicken.) Oh yeah, thanks.

Hacky Sacks, Rubik's Cube (I call BS on them "I can do it in a millisec" folks).  

Victor, this is getting pretty boring.  (Some might say, "It started that way too.")

Eh, whatever, it's all good.  Some of my favorite words..........

Levity. Love. Friends.  Speechless.  Emote.  Laughter.  Humility. Loyalty.  Pets. Family.  Food. Beer. Sorry. Kinda. Simple. Children.  Smile.  Hug.  I'll leave now.

Grease will probably always be the word. Should you ever get it on your clothing, Google tells me pre-treating it (before washing) with liquid Dish Soap can help.

Peace.

Love, Victurd

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