Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Bits and Pieces

I've been thinking about some stuff lately...


Alot of Southern singers and musicians have died in air crashes over the years... Buddy Holly, Patsy Cline, Otis Redding, Ronnie Van Zant, Stevie Ray Vaughn... the list goes on and on. I always wondered if there were gremlins on board who hated Southern accents.

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I was named after Ronald Reagan. He was an actor back then, not the governor of California or the President. Little kids ask me if I was named after Ronald McDonald. The clown visited my daughter's school once and she told him that her father's name was Ronald, too. He said maybe we were distant cousins. I don't think so.
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Whatever happened to Val Kilmer?
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98% of Southeners HATE grits.
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Every time we unload the diswasher, my son, Ryan, goes for the sharpest knife in the cutlery holder. Does that mean he is a Norman Bates in training?
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Do you think Elvis is kicking Michael Jackson's butt for marrying his daughter right about now?
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My oldest daughter, Reilly, has had a recurring nightmare about Lucifer bringing an army of demons to earth to battle humankind. I asked her if I could turn it into a novel and she said, no, she'd do that herself. So far, she's doing an incredible job of it...
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Who invented plastic door handles for cars? I have a '96 Toyota and I've broken the handles off both the driver and passenger doors. And a replacement handle is 76 bucks! The Japenese are really smart and innovative about alot of things. But plastic door handles?
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At church the other morning, a three year old boy named Drew asked me if I was an old man. "No," I replied. "At least I don't feel old." Later, I considered it and realized that I was 16.3 times older than he was. Dang... I am old. Thanks alot, Drew.
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If Harry Potter is so popular, why haven't they made a Pez despenser of him yet?
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My great-great-grandfather, Andrew Nesbit, was always suspected of being a Confederate spy. Following a Civil War battle in Tenneseee, he came home, kissed his wife and child, then rode off. The tracks of his horse led to the edge of a lake, then disappeared. My great-great grandmother hired private detectives for years, trying to locate him, but they never could.
My great-great grandfather McGraw, however, was, without question, a Confederate, through and through. When asked by Union officers if he wanted to be hanged or pledge allegiance to the United States, he declared
"Be hanged, by damn!" Which they promptly did.
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Okay, that's all folks! (Porky Pig coined that phrase... and no, he's not from the South. If he was, they'd have stripped that bowtie and vest off and had him hanging in the smokehouse by now. We Tennesseans like our bacon and ham, you know.)

1 comment:

~katie~ said...

Very interesting Ron!
I can't wait to see Reilly's movie...that sounds so scary!
I didn't know you were named after Ronnie...he was a good actor and kind of handsome. I don't think Elvis could have a beef with Michael, but they might be up there talking about how hard it was to deal with the kind of celebrity that they endured...I know someone who loves grits but she's from Chicago. I watch her eat them on break with butter and pepper...do you think it's cuz we expect it to taste like oatmeal? I can't believe that someone hasn't thought of a Harry Potter Pez dispenser but then maybe they did cuz I heard how guarded Rowlings is with all of the stuff. I am glad to see that work hasn't cramped your imaginative style.