Christmas Countdown 2017:My Major Awards!

This past week I won something at two different events. On Saturday, I took myself to a local antique mall/flea market that has a great variety of stuff and lots of booths, and they were having a Christmas open house event with food, prizes and music. I can often find a lot of things here for various folks on my shopping list, so I knew I was in for a good time. When I walked in the door I was given a raffle ticket. This same event was also held the previous weekend, and with my previous raffle ticket I had come close to winning by one number no less than four times. So, this time, taking ticket in hand, I prayed the Raffle Gods would smile upon me that day.
As we all walked around(many attendees as well as the shopkeepers/booth owners are wealthy retirees and were dressed to the nines) the store, one of the main shop owners was calling out raffle ticket numbers on a microphone every fifteen minutes or so. She would tell the winner to “make sure you scream and yell so we know you’ve won and we won’t call out the next number”. And, just like during the previous visit, my number came droolingly close but no cigar. And once again, I answered each number callout with “AAAARGH”!
Finally a gentleman who is extraordinarily nice to me there called me over and said, “Darlin’, would you like to sing a song for us to win a prize? You have been coming so close for two visits now.” Since a another customer had sung “Blue Christmas” and gotten a gift certificate, I stepped up to the plate.
I got a microphone shoved into my hand and I literally belted out “I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas” to the best of my ability. Oddly enough, it all came out just fine. Better than I thought it would, actually….and I got a ridiculous round of applause!
And the nice fellow who encouraged me to come up said, “Go over there and pick out a stocking on the Prize Tree!” and I did, and it was a $15 gift certificate! We got it sorted out with my name, and here it is!

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Major Award #1.

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Christmas Countdown 2017: My Favorite Things!

I keep hearing the song “My Favorite Things”, performed by various current artists, in with the Christmas songs on the radio. I have never seen The Sound of Music so I don’t understand why. However, I love the song, and I thought up my own version:

My Favorite Things

Silky black kittens and gray rats that scurry
Karloff and Cyclops and yetis so furry
Great golden dragons with eighty foot wings..
These are a few of my favorite things.

Horror conventions where you meet your idols
Dark headless horsemen on stallions unbridled
Long scaly serpents that swim in warm springs…
These are a few of my favorite things.

All kinds of sharks found at all ocean levels
Unicorns,werewolves and wild Jersey devils
Vampires that swoon when the night creatures sing..
These are a few of my favorite things.

When the shark bites
And its teeth sting
When I’m feeling sad…
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad.



2017 Christmas Countdown: The Search for Chibunkey!

When I was a kid, my grandmother got several catalogs and magazines that truly had big influences on me and my tastes and hobbies. One was the Walter Drake catalog, which, in my opinion, is a shadow of its former self, or perhaps as a kid everything in it held so much wonder for me. Now it just seems like stuff you’d find at WalMart.

But oh, what it held for a ten-year-old back then! See, it was a paper catalog in those days, and in the middle folds of the book were the 88-Cent Pages!!

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The above image is from an 80s Walter Drake catalog on ebay. On the glorious 88-Cent Pages, you chose six items from those pages and they were each 88 cents! There were all sorts of little things from miniatures and  craft items to knickknacks small toys. But I will get to that in another post.

One such item from the 88-Cent Pages was my beloved Chibunkey.

I still remember his description: Cute as a chipmunk, furry as a bunny, mischievious as a monkey–that’s Chibunkey!

Grandmother asked me what I would like for Christmas that year and if I wanted anything from the 88-Cent Pages. I marked Chibunkey and some other items that, again, I will get to later.
I flipped over my stocking contents that Christmas. There was Chibunkey, peeping out of the top, just as if he had stepped out of the catalog.

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Afterween: I review Herbie Hancock’s “Rockit”.

I am truly an 80s lover. I was a teen in the 80s, not a child, but I coveted a lot of things kids liked in the 80s(My Pet Monster, for example) as well as the stuff teens were into. So I feel I have a sort of double-whammy 80s love.

I especially reveled in the music. Although I am probably a bigger fan now of hand-played music, all the techno of the 80s radio airwaves was like nothing we’d ever heard before; it was fresh, exciting, and sometimes really bizarre.

Enter the music video. Called “promo films” in the 60s, music videos were nothing new; it’s simply that when I was a teen a mind-blowingly cool channel called MTV gathered all those promo films of current songs together and came rocking into the lives of those of us who had the mystical “cable”, which I at first thought was an actual cable that connected to a movie theater!!!!!

So where am I going with this? I’m setting up that I was a true MTV kid.  My generation was always ready for the next big video that came out, talking with friends at school about new videos that next day, taping videos on my family’s top-loading VCR to be able to not only hear the song over and over until I could get the record or tape, but to analyze the video or be able to pause it on cool shots and cute guys wearing way too much makeup. Videos might be surreal mini-movies or straight-up “live performances” on stage with the artists lip-synching.

Then there was Herbie Hancock’s “Rockit”.



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