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I'm off on vacation for nine days, and yeah, it feels soooo good.

I ran into an old TV show that was on from early 1989 to spring of 1993. Watched about three hours of it on one of the newer networks this week, and actually watching the last hour of the third one tonight. I didn't forget how good the show was, but just watching some of the episodes I remember watching years ago is very nice. There had been some of these episodes that I haven't seen.

I sure wish that they would bring it back whether it's with Scott Bakula Sam), or a newer actor playing Sam. Dean Stockwell played Al, but the actor passed away a couple of months ago.

Who remembers Quantum Leap, and which episode was your favorite, or stood out to you?

As far back as I can recall, I always wore clothing suited for the performance I did as a musician.
The very first band we played poolside on hotels along Miami Beach. All dressed alike, our costumes were bell bottom pants and striped pullover shirts. If we had to a night gig at a hotel it's was clam digger pants and puffy sleeve shirts... something Tom Jones would perform in.
These were clothes we didn't wear on the street.
As music changed so did our clothing. Nehru jackets wide belt low-rise pants.
When psychedelic music came along it was knitted pullover and tie-dyed shirts.
Music changed to rock and I had some slacks made from a shimmering material that reflected stage lighting along with some striped pants.

My dad managed one of the early bands and would help us move equipment and wardrobe.
He bought one of the puffy sleeved shirts for me that had lots of bright colors. He called it "The multi-shirt" and it was okay for a short time, but as the music grew harder and louder, I refused to wear the multi-shirt despite his pleas that it would show off better from a stage.

"No dad, that's not the style anymore" No more multi-shirt.
I remember he would place it on a hanger in front of all the other garments we wore for the night. I avoided that shirt like the plague. Somewhere along the way, I think one of the other band member made that shirt disappear. My dad was pissed on that subject.

Around the time of Alice Cooper, Ted Nugent and the Amboy Dukes, I had a few custom made jump suits.

Probably started by The Rolling Stones, all 'band clothes' became street clothes, with the exception of leather pants and silk shirts the the unbuttoned front. It became impossible to differentiate a musician/entertainer from someone looking to bum a cigarette from you.

I retired from music to attend college, but I was lured back after passing an audition for a touring band. We played the nightclub circuit and had two tuxedo jackets and 4 shirts so it was necessary to hand wash clothes in the hotel room ready for then next gig.

Now, band clothes are shredded T-shirts with silkscreen images of other famous musicians.

I still have nightmares about the multi-shirt!

I took a quick walk around the city and headed to one Perth's great beaches. This is a little of where I live and what I do.

'Tis the Season for old traditions & I'm resurrecting this from '14 - a nostalgic stroll down memory lane. Some here will remember commenters who've since moved on. And there's been at least one addition - Mimi'73 has morphed into MiMiArt ... Enjoy.

Yep! December 23. That most sacrilegious and sarcastic of all Holidays (anti-holiday ) has rolled around once again!

This relative newcomer to the Holiday Season was sprung upon an unsuspecting public during a 1997 episode of Seinfeld. Since then, it has gained popularity among the jaded, those fed up with commercialization, seeking to ritualize family dysfunction...or simply looking for yet another reason to party.

Or eat cupcakes.

So c'mon, y'all party animals! Set up your Bare Aluminum Festvus Pole (I find tinsel distracting)! Burn the hell out of the traditional Ketchup-Glazed Meatloaf! Gather friends & family near to you - for The Airing Of The Grievances Engage one another in the Feats of Strength And remember the Festivus Rule - IT AIN'T OVER 'TIL THE HEAD OF THE HOUSE IS PINNED TO THE GROUND!

What sort of Festvus Miracles might we expect THIS year? :

I haven’t slept. It’s like a group of psychiatric patients escaped and decided to hide out in my head with tequila and a couple of piñatas - the festivities have been going for a day or two. I’ve tried drinking hot chocolate, burning oils, incense and meditating to no avail. I guess nothing can help you when your unhinged friends drop by for a party.

Sex would be the best remedy, but there’s nobody to have it with. The last person to let me lay on top of her naked with this body has been gone a while. She was a lovely woman though - generous, kind, patient, caring, all the qualities you’d look for in a partner. Allie was just a bit too much of a hippie though. She’s probably now married to a guy named Aura who runs a retreat in Bali called Cosmic Caresses where for a fee someone will hold you in their arms and whisper in your ear how important to the universe you are. I hope she’s happy.

I’d be happy if I could sleep.

Being sleep deprived is dangerous, and I’m not really the the dangerous type. My heart rate rises enough at the thought of drinking an under-chilled chablis - god forbid I have to deal with a faulty oven timer while baking a sponge cake - that’s living on the edge enough for me.

Oh to sleep. Maybe if I get drunk - no, that’ll just make me want to put on a Bee Gees record. I bet Barry Gibb was sleep deprived when he wrote Night Fever, and Staying Alive - that could have been a Tragedy…

Actually, writing this nonsense has proved to be quite an effective sedative - it will probably put everyone else to sleep as well.

Maybe you remember the 1960's teen sensations The Monkees. They were 4 guys who played music, sang and acted. Originally contrived by Columbia Screen Gems and Don Kirshner, The Monkees responded to an ad in Variety Magazine.
They had some talent to play instruments, but studio musicians played on their recordings for the first few albums. It's reported Jimi Hendrix was hired for live performances (that later proved to be a failure) as pre-teens couldn't get into his music.

Davy Jones, died of a heart attack at age 66 in 2012, leaving 3 Monkees
Peter Tork died of cancer at the age of 77 in 2019, leaving 2 Monkees
Michael Nesmith died December 10, 2021 of naturel causes at the age of 78.

That leaves, Micky Dolenz as the only surviving member of the band.


Hey, hey, he's one Monkee...

One of my favorite pastimes is to wander the city people watching. I particularly enjoy the quirky characters or unconventional types you see enjoying themselves - the eccentrics of the world add color to the palette of life, I think.

I recently took a quick trip from Perth city to the port town of Fremantle recording some of the people and sights.

As the days grow shorter and the holiday season draws closer, people have always gathered with family and friends in togetherness and joy. With its roots in Christmas, Kris Kringle has become one of the most popular traditions to celebrate with family, friends and co-workers in the spirit of the holidays.

Mechanics :
-Choose anyone from CS family that you know you give that something.
-Everyday I will update the "clue" for us to have the idea what to give.
-okay I'll start

Just for fun

Mysterious...our own Trump loving blogger is missing in action...not to mention a few other bloggers around have seem to have disappeared...

Is there a serial killer or kidnapper here in our midst?...inquiring minds want to know...

If any one here has any information on these missing bloggers...please feel free and share what you know...

The information will be sent to the appropriate authorities to solve this mystery...