Getting loopy (with guns), in Del Shores's movie, Sordid Lives.
Well FIRST thing today, I thought DEREK (who wrote me yesterday -- perhaps on behalf Benjamin R. David -- as seen in the last posting: http://theweathercontinues.blogspot.mx/2014/12/the-birds-or-ben-david-who-will-git-me.html), had written AGAIN, but since names like Derek and Kerry first became popular, I have ALWAYS confused those two. Actually, it was Kerry Glatts, from high school:
And then I heard from Testosteroni, channeling Huck Finn:
"Food thrown out your window for the chickens also attracts birds, which on the ground provide sport for slingshot boys."
I don't throw food out the window for chickens, but for small vermin and microbes that can enjoy it (after it begins spoiling) -- chickens couldn't get through the undergrowth on the cliff, which is the SIDE, while my front door opens above the terraced community gardens.
And then my first cousin Janice (long Facebook dormant), popped up and I commented there:
Janice's sister, Judith Whitney, wears turquoise toe-nail polish and fuchsia flip-flops. Look at her in her youth!!!:
>>> AND NOW THAT SALUTE TO HAL PETERS!!!:
Hal, as "originally sized", in 1968 -- and his hair is ORANGE-RED!!!
Hal's biggest contribution to B. Reed Henderson High School in West Chester, Pennsylvania, was his challenges to our German teacher, Herr Something-or-Other, and Hal's aggressive conversion of current slang into the language of Das Vaterland.
Best example: "Setzen Sie sich auf einen Stock und gehen um!!!" (polite form).
Means: "Ram it and rotate!!!"
Doug Schoen with Coach Lou Holtz, a ginger.
And although I really didn't consciously realize I was gay until we moved to Columbus. Ohio, where we lived across the street from Coach Lou Holtz and his wife Beth -- who became my parents' closest friends, and when sister Jane babysat for their three grade-school kids, ALL OF THEM STILL SH*T THEIR PANTS!!!), -- something that I ACTUALLY tracked all three down to remind them of, two years ago, and they all quickly blocked me.
But getting back to Hal, he lived in an actual trailer with parents who were about as abusive as mine (this part I learned quite recently), then. And he was the FIRST EVER Evangelical I ever met -- I had been brought up a "good Catholic boy", and evangelical Christianity is its POLAR OPPOSITE. There were almost NO Evangelicals in S.E. Pennsylvania back in those years.
And here is the thing: Hal Peters had a FINE LITHE BODY when we shared 9th grade gym class, and I -- like SO many others -- couldn't help but admire his near AFRICAN (always then relaxed), peninsula, GORGEOUSLY surrounded by a red nest. Thus I became a "red-head/ginger fetishist"!!!
But what might be funnier still, when I called Hal about two years ago, and reconnected after all these years, he LOVED this story -- and told me later his wife and he laughed for DAYS about it all.
She MUST be a KEEPER!!!
That's about it -- for now . . .
They SHOULD!!! I could only watch 20 minutes of what seemed a "desperate mania fest", and having "been there; done that", I changed the channel.
They should have TAKEN ME UP ON MY OFFER!!!: http://theweathercontinues.blogspot.mx/2014/12/my-missed-opportunity-to-with-kathy.html
Granny Clampett & Lou Holtz from a celebrity look-alike page: http://dailyman40.com/10-celebrity-look-a-likes/