The SOLE purpose of this weekly series is
to help call attention to sites that I think many would find most
interesting—in one way or another. Just
to be clear, inclusion in this series is not necessarily meant as a
recommendation, and I have included sites that are rather disturbing to
me. The link below each image is to the
site itself, and each image is linked to the particular post from which it was
taken when applicable. Please, go see
for yourself. Oh, and as of August 10,
2012, I will be no longer including sites that have auto-play and word
verification engaged.
This weekly series
will include as many of my all-time favorite tunes as I can get my grubby
little hands on (so to speak). Now, each
one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only
as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered. For I just cannot bring myself to rate some
higher than others. So, this will not be
a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t
matter. Besides, with no countdown, this
could go on forever and ever! Oh, and
despite the fact that there is absolutely no way that your musical tastes can
be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions that you might dare to make. I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.
“Come Monday…” is a
weekly series that will involve a review of (or commentary about) websites,
movies, documentaries, television shows, sports, music, and whatever else may
tickle my fancy at the time. Be assured
that these reviews will be generally positive, as in accordance to the Jimmy
Buffett song “Come Monday.” This is
subject to change, however. In fact, I
would be most derelict in my duties to neglect going on a rant every once in a
while. For rants promote change, and
change can be good—right? Therefore,
since good is generally considered as being a positive force in 99.3% of the
parallel universes that I am aware of, even a rant could be considered as being
something positive, and a genuine hissy-fit would be even better (so I’m told).
Back during my childhood, our parents would often load
up my brother and me after Sunday morning church services for a leisurely drive
around where we lived. Even though we
were seeing mostly familiar sights, it was still good to see them, and this is
why “A Sunday Drive” sounded about right for the name of a weekly series
revisiting familiar sites that are well worth seeing again and again. The link below the image is to the site
itself, and the image is linked to the post it was first included in here.
No, it is not that I am in the midst of experiencing a
second or third childhood. For it is
arguable that I have never really grown up because of my march toward maturity
being interrupted by some episodes of arrested development along the way. So, instead of thinking that this series is
meant as a wistful look back upon a simpler time, think of it as being a rather
simplistic mind remaining in a moment for an extended period of time. In any event, I hope you find it enjoyable.
The SOLE purpose of this weekly series is
to help call attention to sites that I think many would find most
interesting—in one way or another. Just
to be clear, inclusion in this series is not necessarily meant as a
recommendation, and I have included sites that are rather disturbing to
me. The link below each image is to the
site itself, and each image is linked to the particular post from which it was
taken when applicable. Please, go see
for yourself. Oh, and as of August 10,
2012, I will be no longer including sites that have auto-play and word
verification engaged.
This weekly series
will include as many of my all-time favorite tunes as I can get my grubby
little hands on (so to speak). Now, each
one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit
only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered. For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher
than others. So, this will not be a
countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter. Besides, with no countdown, this could go on
forever and ever! Oh, and despite the
fact that there is absolutely no way that your musical tastes can be as
exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions that you might dare to make. I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.
“Come Monday…” is a
weekly series that will involve a review of (or commentary about) websites,
movies, documentaries, television shows, sports, music, and whatever else may
tickle my fancy at the time. Be assured
that these reviews will be generally positive, as in accordance to the Jimmy
Buffett song “Come Monday.” This is
subject to change, however. In fact, I
would be most derelict in my duties to neglect going on a rant every once in a
while. For rants promote change, and change
can be good—right? Therefore, since good
is generally considered as being a positive force in 99.3% of the parallel
universes that I am aware of, even a rant could be considered as being
something positive, and a genuine hissy-fit would be even better (so I’m told).
While
checking out some sites to include in a future edition of my [Sites To See]series, I was delighted to see a picture of a very old cemetery. I was even more delighted to read where it
was supposedly located, but we will get into that a little later on.
I
do not know why, but I have been always drawn to old cemeteries. The older, the better.
Alas,
with me being an American, my opportunities to actually visit an old cemetery
is rather limited. In fact, the oldest
grave I can remember ever seeing is Benjamin Franklin’s in Philadelphia, and in
comparison to many a grave on the other side of the Atlantic, Franklin’s grave
is relatively freshly dug.
Okay,
it is the information on the tombstones that draws me hither—not the actual
graves. I suppose it is on account of
being such a history nut, which certainly sounds better to me than just being
quite ghoulish by nature.
ANYWAY,
what delighted me about the supposed location of the very old cemetery was that
it was in Edinburgh, England. No, delighted
does not come close to describing what I felt when I first read that. For I quickly copied of the URL so that I
could pass it along to [Adullamite], and I giggled when the image of a mushroom
cloud rising up from around Essex, England popped into my head.
You
see, Adullamite is a true Scot, who now lives around Essex, England. What makes him a true Scot is his loathing
for all things English, and when I asked him what he was doing living among the
bane of his existence, he said that it was so he could be a more painful thorn
in their collective sides.
Yeah,
reading where someone had identified the place of his birth as being in England
would have made Adullamite’s head explode, but my delight was premature. For when I made another quick pass over the
article before hitting send on my email to the bandy-legged old coot, I read
where the very old cemetery was located in Edinburgh, SCOTLAND!
A
couple of days later, I heard Arlynda’s mother ask her if she wanted a tomato
salad. Now, I could not recall ever
hearing of such before. So, I asked what
a tomato salad was, and they both looked at me like I had done went and lost my
mind while insisting that she just asked if she wanted a salad.
Not
that I can trust anything they unite on against me, but I must admit that those
two incidents had me wondering if my mind may wander off into the deep end of
the pool at times. Yeah, some would
undoubtedly insist that it does on many an occasion, but since I have not asked
for their help, I ain’t hearing it.
In
all seriousness, those two incidents helped to prepare me for a very close
friend tearing into me about insisting that all in the Christian community must
be like-minded. He went on to declare that what I was saying
is something that a cult leader would teach.
I
agreed with him that a cult leader would teach about something like that, but that
I haven’t been. For what I have been
given to say about the matter is that all in the Christian community SHOULD be
of the same mind—the mind of Christ, to be exact.
Since
most of you-all do not want to hear about such nonsense, I will not go into any
great detail, but to those who have had their interest piqued, be assured that
the vast majority of the thousands of different Christian denominations were
started with a word being substituted for another here and added there. On the other hand, what does somebody who has
done went and lost their mind really know about anything?
