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Showing posts from October, 2019

Howling at the moon

I've never liked horror movies or comics, I just can't handle them. But growing up, the usual classic monsters were everywhere. Old black-and-white Frankenstein movies would appear on TV on Saturday afternoons, and Dracula always creeped me out. Plus, we had our own cereals with Frankenstein (Frankenberry) and Dracula (Count Chocula) on the box cover. But I just couldn't get into that -- those people monsters. The beast-themed monsters were much more cool -- King Kong and especially Godzilla. I liked watching those movies. And that's why the Wolfman somewhat appealed to me. As a youngster, I feared dogs. But I liked them, too. I wanted to get close to them, but I was afraid. I saw that appeal, that fear in the Wolfman. The Wolfman was everywhere when I was a kid and a young teenager. Of course, Wolfman Jack still dominated the radio, even in the '70s and '80s as oldies stations popped up after his appearance in "American Graffiti." I&

I'll take your sympathy

(If you haven't read yesterday's post, maybe take a look at it . I mean, come on, how often do you get a chance to share cards with a former major leaguer and get his comments on them?) 2019 has been a rough year, I'll admit. But it's also been an active year, full of some good stuff, too, and because of that, it's difficult for me to remember that I'm supposed to be upset and miserable all the time. Yeah, I'm still sad that my folks are gone. Yeah, I'm still mad the Dodgers aren't down 3-2 to the Astros right now. But, I don't know, it's just not in my personality to feel perpetually mopey, I guess. And I think it's human nature to forget the bad memories and hold on to the good ones. So, sometimes I need to be reminded of my unfortunate luck this year. The latest time was with a surprise package from R.C. , who has sent me many wonderful vintage-themed card packages before. The accompanying note brought up my run of misfort