Jolly Post-Easter Monday!!!

Good Monday morning {yawn} and welcome, friends {yawn}.  You may notice I’m a little {yawn} sleepy this morning because the weekend was busy, what with Easter and trying to finish up on several tax returns that will be due in just a short two weeks.  Even though Miss Goose will be 24 later this year, we still dye & hide eggs, do Easter baskets, and the works.  So, once again a holiday has passed and now we can get back to our normal routine.  I am a creature of routine and always feel just a little out of sync when it is disrupted, even for fun things like holidays.  So, how was your holiday?  Did you get enough chocolate bunny ears to last you for a while?

Pull up a chair, grab a cup of coffee … sorry, Steve, no donuts today, but help yourself to some Easter candy … and let’s share a few chuckles to start out this week, shall we?

Grumpy Goose …

When I worked at Standard Publishing, one spring a goose wandered onto our property, built a nest, and laid goose eggs.  It might have gone unnoticed, except that she began attacking people.  Clients and sales reps would park in front of our building, get out of their cars, and seemingly from nowhere here came this goose, spitting, hissing, flapping her wings, and given the chance, pecking.  The client would run back to their car and call us, whereby we would contact one of the maintenance guys to take a broom for protection and escort the client in.  One day she attacked one of the maintenance men, Chester, so viciously that he gave his resignation the very next day!  This video of a goose attacking soldiers at Fort Sill, Oklahoma, brought back memories of those days …

Distracted Drivers …

There are a lot of distracted drivers out there these days … I mostly blame cell phones.  I was talking to my friend Herb while he was driving home in a snowstorm not long ago, and all of a sudden he let loose a rhyming expletive and said, “I’m stuck!!!”  Sometimes it’s better not to talk and drive, I think.  Herb, by the way, was able to extricate his car without too much trouble.  Two stories caught my eye this week about people who weren’t quite ‘with it’ and the results, while humorous, might have ended in catastrophe.

The first is this Okaloosa County, Florida, mom who was getting ready to go somewhere with her husband and young daughter.  Just as she was preparing to pull out of her parking spot, she remembered something she had forgotten in the apartment, so she ran back in.  When she came back out, this is what she found …


Dad and daughter were able to exit the car safely, so all is well except … well, the car.  The Sheriff’s office had some fun with it, joking that it gave a whole new meaning to the word “carpool”.

And then this one …

An Uber driver in San Francisco was on his way to pick up a third passenger, and surely he must have been distracted, for he made a wrong turn onto a pedestrian walkway and …There were no injuries, and the driver is blaming his GPS.  But the troubles didn’t end there!  As a tow truck was attempting to pull the car off the steps, the cable snapped and the car plunged into a city trash dumpster and a fire hydrant!  One should really use common sense when following the directions of a GPS, don’t you think?

Circus Clown

Now, when I first started this Jolly Monday feature more than two years ago, I promised that it would be entirely non-political.  And I’m keeping that promise, even today, but I could not resist this story.  There is a real, true-to-life clown running for South Carolina’s 5th District seat in the U.S. Congress.  His name is Steve Lough, and he is a former Ringling Bros. circus clown!  He even calls his website Clown for Congress.

He has a sense of humour, saying that if his opponents aren’t afraid of clowns yet, they soon will be.  I almost like this guy!

Darling Donkeys (aka Adorable Asses)

It wouldn’t do for me to fail to give you your weekly fix of cute animals.  Now, I think all animals are cute and can even find cuteness in such critters as armadillos and hyenas. Even so, I never gave much thought to ranking donkeys high on the scale of cuteness, until …Sparky is a week-old miniature donkey at Ashington Park Stud In Melbourne, Australia. He has a surrogate mum and companion in the form of a teddy bear called Ted.

A donkey introduces her 5-hour-old baby to her friend, the horse

Rock-a-bye Donkey

Feline Friend …

Sometimes kids can be cruel under the best of circumstances, and 7-year-old Madden Humphries doesn’t exactly have the best of circumstances.   Madden was born with a cleft palate and heterochromia iridum — a rare condition that causes the iris to be multicolored and occurs in only about 1% of the world’s population.  So, young Madden was a prime target for the school bullies.

Madden’s mum is a wise woman, and she encouraged him to create a video to explain his unique qualities and remind friends to be kind. The June 2017 video was popular, garnering more than 220,000 views and 3,500 shares.

Then guess what happened?  I’ll let Madden’s mum, Christina tell you …

“Last week, a friend posted an image of the cat in our cleft moms group. This kitty was taken in by a rescue group in Minnesota. We knew immediately that this kitty was meant to be part of our family. Not only does he have a cleft lip like our 7-year-old son Madden, he also has complete heterochromia iridum, like Madden. They were destined to be best friends. Funny how a pet can make you feel less alone. We have friends that kindly helped fund a road trip so that we could travel from Oklahoma to Minnesota to adopt this sweet kitty and bring him home.

We’re usually not spontaneous people, but we knew that we were meant to love this kitty. Moon, the kitty, and Madden are the perfect companions for each other.  In a world full of bullies and hateful words, we will choose to chase love. I think it’s safe to say that this kitty is love, and was certainly meant to be part of our journey and Madden’s journey.” A picture is worth a thousand words, so take another look …

And just as all good things must come to an end, so must our time together this morning.  I have … laundry, house chores, a post to write and about a ton of email to catch up on, for I’ve been lax lately.  And you have jobs or naps to attend to.  If there is one thing in my life that I don’t get (or give, I fear) enough of these days, it’s smiles.  So, I’ve left a basket full of ‘em by the door … please take a few as you leave, to share with others today, for we all need them … they help chase away the tears and the ugly scowls like the one I find myself wearing most of the time.  Have a happy week and keep safe!  Love ‘n hugs from Filosofa!

All too true … sigh.

Saturday Surprise —

Good Saturday morning, friends, and YAY – it’s the weekend!  Unfortunately, we are predicted to get what may turn out to be our biggest snow of the winter … four days into spring!  But, I’m hoping this is just winter’s last hurrah and we can then move on to a bit of warmth and sunshine.  I hope your weather is better and that you can get out and enjoy a fine Saturday!

I hope you will forgive me, but this is likely to be a short Saturday Surprise, for I find I am exhausted tonight (Friday) and just cannot do much more.  Not to mention that the Significant Seven are driving me nuts tonight!  😺 😺 😺 😺 😺 😺 😺

The Sony World Photography Awards winners have just been announced, and some of these photos are so awesome that I couldn’t resist sharing them with you.  Since there are 94 of them, I couldn’t share them all, but picked out a few of my favourites.


Deadvlei, Namibia

Mount Bromo, Indonesia

U Bein Bridge, Myanmar

I came across this tweet today and it made me laugh

Now for your daily does of cute … if this doesn’t make you grin, then you need to go back to bed …

And what say we wrap up with a few cartoons?

Have a great weekend, friends!  Do something fun, even if it’s just helping the neighborhood kids build a snowperson!  Love ‘n hugs!

Conservation … A Strange Definition

Lion-not a trophyAt what point in the evolution of our vocabulary did the word ‘conserve’ come to mean ‘kill’?  I did not get that memo.  To me, the word conserve means protect, save.  A January CNN Special Report  carried the following headline:

Trophy hunting: ‘Killing animals to save them is not conservation’

I agree 100%.


Ryan Zinke

In December 2016, Trump named Ryan Zinke to lead the Department of the Interior (DOI).   On his first full day in office, Zinke rescinded the policy that banned the use of lead bullets and lead fishing tackle in national wildlife refuges. On June 2017, Zinke recommended that Bears Ears National Monument boundaries be scaled back. In August, Zinke 2017 added the Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument and Cascade-Siskiyou National Monument to the planned list of monuments to be shrunk as well.  Last month, Trump, acting on Zinke’s advice, lifted the import ban on elephant and other big-game trophies from Zambia and Zimbabwe to the United States.  Zinke, himself a passionate trophy hunter, justified himself against critics by saying that he had his best childhood memories of hunting with his father and that he was anxious to promote hunting for American families.  What the heck ever happened to family picnics and games of Monopoly???


Don and Eric Trump … and dead leopard

Zinke recently established a new commission, the International Wildlife Conservation Council (IWCC).  The purpose of the commission?  In a nutshell, to make it easier to kill wild animals.  According to Zinke, it is about removing barriers to importing trophy hunting animals and relaxing legal restrictions on hunting and importing endangered species.  I repeat … its purpose is to make it easier to kill wild animals, even those on the endangered species list!  And in case you are not already mad enough, this commission will cost the taxpayers of the U.S. $250,000 per year … that’s a quarter of a million dollars!

Tiger, Petchaburi, ThailandAllow me, please, to introduce to you the members of this group:

  1. Paul Babaz, President of Safari Club International (SCI)
  2. Bill Brewster, U.S. hunter actively engaged in int’l and/or domestic hunting conservation
  3. Ivan Carter, Ivan Carter Wildlife Conservation Alliance
  4. Stephen Chancellor, Chancellor Foundation for International Wildlife Conservation
  5. Jennifer Chatfield, Wildlife and habitat conservation/management organizations
  6. Cameron Hanes, Archery and/or hunting sports industry
  7. Peter Horn, Tourism, outfitter, and/or guide industries related to international hunting
  8. Chris Hudson, Wildlife and habitat conservation/management organizations
  9. Mike Ingram, U.S. hunters actively engaged in int’l and/or domestic hunting conservation
  10. John Jackson, President, Conservation Force
  11. Gary Kania, Vice President, Congressional Sportsmen’s Foundation
  12. Terry Maple, Tourism, outfitter, and/or guide industries related to international hunting
  13. Keith Mark, Tourism, outfitter, and/or guide industries related to international hunting
  14. Olivia Opre, U.S. hunters actively engaged in int’l and/or domestic hunting conservation
  15. Erica Rhoad, Director of Hunting Policy, National Rifle Association
  16. Denise Welker, U.S. hunters actively engaged in int’l and/or domestic hunting conservation

Information courtesy of FACA Database


Cecil the Lion and Dr. Walter Palmer, his murderer

Of the sixteen council members, at least ten are known to have ties to Safari Club International, an international organization composed of hunters dedicated to protecting the freedom to hunt.  One ‘esteemed’ member of SCI is Dr. Walter Palmer, the Minnesota dentist who killed Cecil the lion in 2015 in Zimbabwe’s Hwange National Park.  Mike Ingram, the ninth on the list, set up an illegal non-profit in 2016 that was used solely to sell access to Donald Trump.  Peter Horn, #7 on the list, is the vice-president of Beretta, a gun manufacturer.  Ivan Carter, #3, is a television personality hosting such shows as Dallas Safari Club’s Tracks Across Africa, and his own Outdoor Channel show, Carter’s W.A.R. Denise Welker, #16, killed an elephant in Botswana on one of Carter’s safari hunts. She received an award last year from SCI underwritten by the NRA.  Number 14, Olivia Opre, is a former Mrs. Nebraska who judges the televised Extreme Huntress competition for female trophy hunters.  These are not nice people.

wolvesDespite the fact that polls show that between 80% – 90% of Americans are opposed to big game hunting, this committee has been established at our expense to make the killing of animals easier.  Now, you all know I am an animal lover, but even so, just what gives humans the right to take the life of an animal for no good reason?  Who deemed that lions and tigers and elephants were put on this earth so man could take some perverse joy in killing them?  Frankly, the way I see it is that every creature on this earth has as much right to life as I do.  If my house were on fire, I can guarantee you that I would not leave until I had gotten every last one of the Significant Seven to safety, for their lives are as valuable in the grand scheme of things as mine.  Most of you probably wouldn’t go that far, and I understand that, but to viciously murder an animal just to hang its head over your fireplace and brag???

trophy hunting 2The United States is already the largest importer of hunting trophies by far, accounting for a staggering 71 percent of the import demand, or about 15 times more than the next highest nations on the list—Germany and Spain.  What, I ask, is there to brag about?  More often than not, it is not a fair contest, for the animals are actually enclosed, and safari guides lead the hunters (who have often paid upward of $250,000 for this ‘privilege’) directly to them.  Sport?  I don’t think so.  The lion, tiger or bear stands zero chance against a man with a huge rifle.  It would be rather like one football team beating another whose hands and feet were bound together with duct tape!

bearsThis International Wildlife Conservation Council has not one single member from the Sierra Club, from World Wildlife Fund (WWF), from International Fund for Animal Welfare (IFAW), or any of the other organizations that actually DO work toward protecting and preserving the animal kingdom.  Not one.

elephantsI began this post with a musing about the word ‘conserve’.  I think I have it figured out now … it is to conserve/preserve the right of wealthy, arrogant Americans to kill the innocent.  That must be the definition Trump’s and Ryan’s slogan “Make America Great Again”.

Once again, I hang my head in shame for what my country has become.


Saturday Surprise — On Sunday!!!

Okay, I was trying to come up with some elaborate and convoluted reason that Saturday Surprise is happening on Sunday, one day late.  But, while I have got an imagination, it seemed to fail me here, so I am going to come clean and admit that on Friday night, as I was writing my post for Saturday morning, I completely forgot what day of the week it was.  I worked along on my post about the meeting between East and West, popped it into Word Press, proofread, fixed the pictures, scheduled it for 3:00 a.m., then went to bed, where I fell almost immediately asleep with a book on my stomach and a bottle of water in my hand.  I awakened on Saturday morning at about 7:00 a.m., and my very first thought was “Oh crap … it’s Saturday morning!!!”  Well, not much to be done at that point, so I decided to make it a Sunday morning Saturday Surprise.  Please forgive my strangeness, forgetfulness, and all my other ‘ness-es’, for it has been a strange few weeks and I am still a bit boggled.

I recently discovered a website, Tedium, that has some fun things from time to time, and when I was cruising through there yesterday evening in search of something humorous, I came across a piece about ‘sniglets’.  You all know what a sniglet is, right?  I use them all the time.  The official definition is a word that isn’t in the dictionary, but should be.  You are dying to know, of course, where the sniglet got its start, right?

Do you guys remember the HBO program, Not Necessarily The News in the 1980s?  It featured sketches, parody news items, commercial parodies, and humorous bits made from overdubbing or editing actual news footage. It was based on the British series, Not the Nine O’Clock News, and was where Conan O’Brien first got his start.  One segment by comedian Rich Hall, was called ‘Sniglets’ and quickly became one of the most popular segments of the show.  Here’s a clip …

Sniglets became so popular, in fact, that merchandise included a board game, a word-a-day calendar, mugs imprinted with especially popular sniglets, a syndicated daily comic panel, and six sniglets books, three of which were New York Times best-sellers.  You can find them on Amazon, by the way.  Here are a few of my favourites …

  • Snackmosphere: the pocket of air found inside snack and/or potato chip bags.
  • Flopcorn: the unpopped kernels left in a bag of microwave popcorn.
  • Napjerk: a sudden convulsion of the body just before falling asleep.
  • Expresshole: A person that brings more than 20 items to the express lane in the store.
  • Anticiparcellate: Waiting until the mailman is several houses down the street before picking up the mail, so as not to appear too anxious.
  • Arachnidiot: A person, who, having wandered into an “invisible” spider web begins gyrating and flailing about wildly.
  • Carperpetuation: The act, when vacuuming, of running over a string or a piece of lint at least a dozen times, reaching over and picking it up. I do this one ALL the time!!!

(Hey Herb — now you have a word for Tom!)

You can find a list of more sniglets on Google.

Miss Goose sent me this one yesterday afternoon from Bored Panda  .  The headline reads

89-Year-Old Japanese Grandma Discovers Photography, Can’t Stop Taking Hilarious Self-Portraits Now

“Most people think that technology is for young people, but nobody told Kimiko Nishimoto that. She’s an 89-year-old Japanese grandma who’s been snapping and editing her own pictures for the last 17 years, and as you can see below, her style is certainly unique!

She didn’t get into photography until she was 72 years old. Her son was teaching a beginner’s course and so she decided to enroll, unaware that she was about to awake a passion and a talent she never even knew she had. She instantly fell in love with photography and set about snapping various quirky and comical self-portraits. She had her first solo exhibition ten years later, at a local museum in her home town of Kumamoto, and now she’s about to have her work exhibited at Tokyo’s Epson epsite imaging gallery.” 

I love these pictures and think you will too!  So much better than sitting home watching Duck Dynasty, eh?

This is just wrong…. isn’t it better to hang wet grandmas by their feet?

Just one last thing before you go get started on your Saturday Sunday funday … what would Saturday Surprise be without at least one cute animal picture?

Mama and Baby

Cute Sloth

Cute Monkey




Okay folks … I hope I made up for missing yesterday and that you can find it in your hearts to forgive me!  Now go have a wonderful weekend … what’s left of it!

Saturday Surprise — Hummingbirds

Spring.  I am ready for it.  Although the winter has been relatively mild, except for the first two weeks, I am nonetheless tired of grey skies, of rain/snow/sleet, and of having to don a jacket, or worse yet, coat/hat/gloves every time I go out.  And so, as my thoughts turn to spring, to warmth and sunshine, to flowers filling my teeny-tiny yard in a profusion of colour, and to the happy sounds of children’s voices playing in the yard and the “thunk-thud” sound their balls make hitting my kitchen windows.  Well, okay … some things I look forward to more than others.  Still …

As I was pondering the advent of spring, I happened across an article about one of my favourite spring/summer critters, the hummingbird.  I’ve always realized these were special little birds, but I never realized quite how special until I read this.  It is actually an excerpt from a book, Tamed and Untamed: Close Encounters of the Animal Kind, by Sy Montgomery and Elizabeth Marshall Thomas.  I found some of this information so fascinating … it made me wonder how these tiny little critters whose hearts beat more than five times faster than ours, and who consume their body weight in food – bugs and nectar – many times over, can even survive.  I thought I would share this with you, along with some adorable pictures of these little guys.  We have a pair that visit our sunflowers each summer, and I am enthralled by them.  So, to start your weekend out right, take a look at some of these amazing critters!

They flash in front of flowers and feeders for seconds, wings a blur, and then whiz away. Next they’re back — but before you can gasp at the beauty, they’re off again.

A glittering fragment of a rainbow; a flamingo comet; a living gem: All of these metaphors struggle to describe the evanescent magic of hummingbirds.

hummingbird-8But what they are doing when we don’t see them is more wondrous yet — as I discovered several years ago. Working with a licensed wildlife rehabilitator, Brenda Sherburn, one summer I was privileged to help to feed, raise, and release orphaned baby hummingbirds.

Too often, people “rescue” baby hummers prematurely, Brenda told me. It’s rare to find a hummingbird nest, but if you do, back off, leave the babies alone, and, using binoculars to watch from a safe distance, observe the nest without looking away for at least twenty minutes. “So few people can just sit still and watch anything that long,” said Sherburn. But if you so much as blink, you could miss the mother’s return. A mother hummingbird leaves the nest from 10 to 110 times a day to find food for her nestlings.

hummingbird-9To survive, a hummingbird must consume the greatest amount of food per body weight of any vertebrate animal. A single bird may drink its own weight in a single visit to your feeder — and seconds later come back for more. That’s because a hummer breathes 250 times a minute. The resting heartbeat is 500 beats per minute, and the heart can rev to 1,500 a minute in flight. A film I watched claimed that a person as active as a hummingbird would need to consume 155,000 calories a day — and the body temperature would rise to 700°F and ignite!

An adult hummer visits an average of 1,500 flowers in a day. If the nectar were converted to a human equivalent, that would be fifteen gallons a day. But few people realize that insects are equally essential. Each hummingbird needs to catch and eat six to seven hundred bugs a day. (So spraying insecticide in your yard is like hiring a hummingbird exterminator.)

The food requirements mentioned above are for a single hummingbird. A mother caring for nestlings (there are usually two) needs even more. Lucky for us, Sherburn had access to a fine compost pile with plenty of fruit flies, and her husband, Russ, was willing to catch fresh ones for us every day.

hummingbird-10.jpgEach morning, when normal people were grinding coffee beans, Brenda would take out her mortar and pestle to grind ash-frozen fruit flies. Then she’d mix them with nectar, vitamins, enzymes, and oils. Because this food spoils easily, we had to make a fresh batch several times a day. From dawn to dusk we would deliver this to the babies’ gaping beaks — by syringe — every twenty minutes.

Sherburn was one of a handful of specially trained and deeply committed wildlife rehabilitators qualified to do this. I was honored to help. But for these fragile nestlings, each moment was fraught with danger. Miss a feeding and the babies could starve. Worse, explained Sherburn, was what could happen if you fed them too much. “They can actually pop,” she told me.

Hummingbirds are little more than bubbles wrapped in feathers. Our bodies are filled with organs; theirs are full of air sacs. Their feathers weigh more than their skeletons, and both their bones and their feathers are hollow. It’s hard to imagine anything more fragile.

hummingbird-babiesAnd yet our fragile orphans, like the hummers at your feeder, were born to conquer the sky. Sherburn lives in California, which boasts several species; as their feathers grew in, our babies revealed they were Allen’s hummingbirds. To impress a female, a male Allen’s performs a plunging flight that makes it the fastest bird for its size in the world. In terms of body lengths per second, it even bests the space shuttle!

ruby-throat hummingbird

Ruby-throated Hummingbird

On the East Coast we have only the ruby-throated hummingbird, named for the flaming red throat patch on the males. These birds are equally spunky: Each fall they undertake a punishing migration across the Gulf of Mexico, which may demand twenty-one hours of nonstop flight.

hummingbird eggsIt’s shocking to realize that someone who hatches out of an egg the size of a navy bean is capable of such feats. But equally shocking is the gauntlet of dangers a hummingbird may face on an average day. Hawks, jays, squirrels, crows, even dragonflies eat them. They tangle in spiderwebs searching for insects (they also use the silk in their nests, to give them stretch as the nestlings grow). They fly into our windows; they’re hit by our cars; they’re poisoned by our pollutants. The most common reason for any bird’s admittance to wildlife rehab is also our fault. It’s abbreviated on forms as CBC: caught by cat.

And yet we can help. Put out a feeder. Plant nectar-rich flowers. Keep a compost pile. Support a wildlife rehab center.

hummingbird-4Reasoning that surely a bird so tiny with feathers so brilliant must be born anew each day, the Spaniards who first encountered South America’s hummingbirds called them “resurrection birds.” This names the gift these birds offered us that summer, with each fleeting glimpse. They force us to see the world made new each time, and teach us to believe in ordinary miracles.

Amazing, don’t you agree?  Now that you have peace in your heart (yours only beats between 60-100 times per minute), you can now go out and have a wonderful weekend!  Keep safe and have fun!

Saturday Surprise — This ‘n That

Well the long week is finally over, we can look forward to two days of … cold, snow, chopping wood for the fire, shoveling, chattering teeth …  Take heart, I am just kidding.  Hopefully you will all have a fun weekend and enjoy something special before having to return to the grind on Monday.  Me?  I think I will plan to stay in and catch up on some things around the house, but that could change a bit later on.  My girls like to go out on Saturday, so who knows?  For today’s Saturday Surprise, I decided on a hodge-podge with no theme other than the goal of making you smile, laugh, or shake your head and roll your eyes.  So pull up a chair, and let’s share a few minutes together before you head out to the mall!

Our first story takes us to Scotland, where a young farmer, Bruce Grubb, was holding a housewarming party in his cottage.  Now, Bruce had some cows out in the barn who were ready to give birth at just about any time, so periodically he left the party to go check on the cows.

Bruce Grubb with cowsWhen Bruce excused himself to go out and check on the cows, he got the fright of his life, for as he shined his flashlight among the resting cows, he saw a TIGER!  Its eyes glinted in the light, and Bruce knew he needed to get help … and quick!  Bruce dashed into the house and called the local police who wasted no time coming to the rescue.  Well, they wasted just a bit of time, first contacting the local zoo to see if any of their tigers were missing.

Once at the scene, armed officers from the North East Police Division surrounded the place. And they waited for the tiger to move.  And they waited … and waited … and after 45 minutes, they began to think that perhaps something wasn’t quite right.  Now, why they didn’t shine a bright light, or approach, I don’t know, unless they were trying not to scare the poor pregnant cows.  Finally, though, one of the officers cautiously approached the tiger and found …

stuffed tiger.png

Yep, you got it … a stuffed tiger!  Talk about some sheepish grins.  And you can only imagine the ribbing the officers took from the online community once the story was posted on Facebook

“The farmer was very complimentary about the attending officers, summarised by saying “they’re grrrrreat!”

“Hmmmm never seen a real tiger with a seam up it’s back and legs.”

“Could’ve been a ‘big cat astrophe.”

Who knew that Amazon sells a giant  beach ball …

The Beach Behemoth Giant Inflatable 12-Foot Pole-to-Pole Beach Ball by Sol Coastal

Price: $95.96 FREE Shipping for Prime members Details

giant ball

One customer gained attention when he gave the ball only a 2-star rating and wrote the following review:

“We took this ball to the beach and after close to 2 hours to pump it up, we pushed it around for about 10 fun-filled minutes. That was when the wind picked it up and sent it huddling down the beach at about 40 knots. It destroyed everything in its path. Children screamed in terror at the giant inflatable monster that crushed their sand castles. Grown men were knocked down trying to save their families. The faster we chased it, the faster it rolled. It was like it was mocking us. Eventually, we had to stop running after it because its path of injury and destruction was going to cost us a fortune in legal fees. Rumor has it that it can still be seen stalking innocent families on the Florida panhandle. We lost it in South Carolina, so there is something to be said about its durability.”

And of course others had to jump on the bandwagon with their comments …



For the price, I think I’ll pass …

reading toon

And since I haven’t given you any cute baby animal pictures lately …

baby ant eater

Baby Ant Eater

baby dik dik

Baby Dik Dik


baby dolphin

Baby Dolphin

baby duck

Baby Duck

baby gibbon

Baby Gibbon

baby lemur

Baby Lemur

Jaguar cub

Jaguar cub

leopard cub

Leopard cub

And, thanks to our friend Roger, this one has been on my mind all week …


And that, my dear friends, is about all we have time for today!  I hope you found something to make you smile here, and I wish you a wonderful weekend.  And what would Saturday Surprise be without at least one song chosen from my own personal favourites?  Keep safe, be happy, be kind.  Love ‘n hugs to you all …







Snippets … I’ve Got Snippets!

Since it is cold, snowing, and my morning was taken up by other things, today I have just a few snippets that caught my eye in my daily ambling through muck and mire that we call news.

It’s not my fault …

Remember a few days ago when I wrote about U.S. representative from Pennsylvania, Patrick Meehan, who was on the House Ethics Committee, but who had sexually harassed an aide, settled with her for an undisclosed amount of money, and then paid her from his congressional fund?  Well, today he is back in the news, and guess what?  It isn’t his fault that he sexually harassed the aide!  Not his fault at all, folks.

MeehanMeehan admitted to having attempted a relationship with the aide, and admitted that when he found out she was in a relationship after rebuffing his advances,  he acted ‘selfishly’, but he doesn’t see it as sexual misconduct, and he has an excuse … Obamacare!  He says his behaviour was due to the stress he was under from constituents during the height of the debate over a repeal of the Affordable Care Act (ACA/Obamacare).

“Sometimes I have the tendency to lash out to others on the staff. And you go hardest on the ones that you care the most about.”

Meehan also confirmed that he plans to run in November.  Again, let’s hope Pennsylvanians have better sense than to vote for this jerk.

Trump can do no wrong …

Tony Perkins, president of the right-wing religious organization Family Research Council, was recently asked his opinion of the reports about Trump’s affair with porn star Stormy Daniels, and his payout of $130,000 to her.  Perkins response?

tony perkins“I would not say it’s not a problem, again, this election… evangelicals did not vote for Donald Trump based on his moral qualifications, but based upon what he said he was going to do, and who he surrounded himself with. We kind of gave him — ‘All right, you get a mulligan. You get a do-over here”

Wow … how tolerant of him.  I wonder what he had to say back when Bill Clinton had a liason with Monica Lewinsky? There really does seem to be a partisan double standard here, don’t you think?

Monsters lurking in every … text?

spy vs spyAnother republican member of Congress makes his way onto my radar today.  This time, it is Senator Ron Johnson of Wisconsin who, I do believe, has either had too much to drink or has been spending too many late nights reading Vince Flynn novels.

If you recall, a month or so ago, Special Counsel Robert Mueller re-assigned an FBI employee who had been assisting in his investigation into ties between the Russian election hacking and Donald Trump’s campaign staff.  The FBI employee, Peter Strzok, had sent texts to his girlfriend that were critical of Trump.  Mueller’s main reason for taking Strzok off the investigation was to preserve the integrity, so that nobody could claim Mueller’s team to be biased.

ron johnsonNow, however, not only is Senator Johnson claiming bias, but he has come up with an outright conspiracy theory and says that the FBI is plotting to overthrow Trump.  Offering no evidence to support his claim, Johnson said …

“What this is all about is further evidence of corruption — more than bias — but corruption of the highest levels of the FBI. Listen, the term secret society comes from Strzok and Page. I had heard of a group of people within the F.B.I. Holding secret offsite meetings. I was connecting the dots. And that secret society… we have an informant talking about a group that was holding secret meetings off-site. There is so much smoke here. There’s so much suspicion.”

Oh please, Mr. Johnson, go back to your vodka and your book.

The camels … they used botox???

Saudi Arabia holds an annual camel beauty contest.  Okay, a bit odd, but hey … I like camels, so I’m all for it.  But this year there is scandal among the contestants!  Twelve camels have been disqualified for using botox!!! Apparently the camel’s owners, lured by the prize money, decided to cheat and injected the camels with botulinum toxin injections to make their pouts look more alluring.

The key attributes in camel beauty are considered to be delicate ears and big nose. “They use Botox for the lips, the nose, the upper lips, the lower lips and even the jaw,” Ali al-Mazrouei, the son of an Emirati camel breeder.

And just how much was this prize?  Pretty big, actually … £3.7 million, or $5.3 million USD.  Fawzan al-Madi, the show’s lead judge, said, “The camel is a symbol of Saudi Arabia. We used to preserve it out of necessity, now we preserve it as a pastime.”

Poor camels … injections in the face, and all for nothing, not even a bit of a treat.

And so ends Filosofa’s Snippets for today.   You are now up-to-date and can return to cooking supper, shoveling snow, or playing ping-pong.

Saturday Surprise — Hodge Podge

Hey Friends!  Saturday is finally here, and at least were I am, the mercury has finally peeked above the freezing mark, so I plan to leave my lair for the first time in at least two weeks.  I don’t see any crocuses peeking their little heads out yet, but soon, yes?  For today’s Saturday Surprise, I have, I think, a hodgepodge of this, that and the other … no theme, just whatever comes to mind or that I find interesting in my trolling of the ‘net.

My friend Herb, a non-practicing anthropologist, sometimes has a … shall we say, ‘different’ sense of humour, and last night he posted this meme on his Facebook page

tide pods hot pocketsDisgusting, right?  And I left him a response of a yucky face 🤢 and then promptly forgot about it.  And then, wouldn’t you know it, I came across this story in my net travels tonight …

An Anthropologist Explains Why We Want to Eat Tide Pods

Say what???  I use Tide pods every day, and can honestly say that I have never once had the desire to ingest one, or even have one anywhere near my mouth.  Turns out that several people have actually eaten Tide pods … and died as a result.  Neuroanthropologist John S. Allen theorizes that they have several appealing qualities …

“The first are Tide Pod’s vibrant colors, whose vividness brings to mind ripe fruit. It has that intermediate texture of lots of foods, even of meat. It’s not hard like a rock, where you would immediately say, ‘I can’t chew this’. In our culture, [Tide Pods are] reminiscent of some food we do eat, and have eaten. “

Okay, well … none for me, thanks.

On January 8th, 1493, ol’ Christopher Columbus was sailing around looking for a trade route to Asia,  and hadn’t quite found it, but all of a sudden, he thought he found … mermaids!


Here’s what he thought of them …

“not half as beautiful as they are painted.”

Perhaps that’s because they were Manatees?

manateeNo wonder he couldn’t find what he was looking for … he needed glasses!

My humour is lacking something today, I sense, so let’s try for some cute animal pics … those always work, yes?

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micro-mini teacup pigs … yes, there really is such a thing, and breeders make a fortune from them, promising they will stay this small, but they often grow to the size of a Great Dane in adulthood

fennec fox

Baby Fennec Fox, found primarily in the Sahara Desert, Sinai Peninsula and Arabian Desert.  Its most distinctive feature is large ears to help him stay cool.


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baby polar bear

Okay, friends … it’s time to go find something fun or productive to do, so let us wrap up our Saturday morning with a tune that, for some reason, keeps popping into my head today …

Have a great weekend!  Love ‘n hugs to you all!


Monday … Bring it on!!!

♫  ♪  I got my hush puppies on, I guess I never was meant for …

OH … HI! Sorry … I was a little caught up in my Monday song …

Good Slippery Monday Morn, my friends!  I don’t know what the weather is doing where you are, but here we are in the throes of an ice storm.  Daughter Chris went into work at 11:00 last night, as she had to be at work by 6:30 this morning, and the predictions were for treacherous ice covering all the highways.  Needless to say, Miss Goose and I will be staying indoors today.  I hope it is nicer wherever you are!

For most of you, this is your first Monday at work in this new year of 2018.  Thus far, I am not impressed with 2018 and hope the first week was not a harbinger of things to come, else I am going to do a Rip Van Winkle and you can wake me in 2019!  Eight short days into the new year and I am already tired of the drama and stress.  But, let us put all that aside and start our work week out with a laugh, chuckle, or at least a wry grin, okay?  Pull up a chair, grab a cuppa, and lets spend a bit of time together this morning.

In remembrance of …

Those of us who are of a certain age and have adult children would be well-advised to be nice to our children, for they are the ones who will be left to write our obituaries.  For one Texas man, Leslie Ray Charping, this warning comes too late.  This is the obituary that was published when poor ol’ Ray died last year …

Leslie Ray “Popeye” Charping was born in Galveston, Texas on November 20, 1942 and passed away January 30, 2017, which was 29 years longer than expected and much longer than he deserved.  Leslie battled with cancer in his latter years and lost his battle, ultimately du


e to being the horses ass he was known for.  He leaves behind 2 relieved children; a son Leslie Roy Charping and daughter, Shiela Smith along with six grandchildren and countless other victims including an ex wife, relatives, friends, neighbors, doctors, nurses and random strangers. 

 At a young age, Leslie quickly became a model example of bad parenting combined with mental illness and a complete commitment to drinking, drugs, womanizing and being generally offensive.  Leslie enlisted to serve in the Navy, but not so much in a brave & patriotic way but more as part of a plea deal to escape sentencing on criminal charges.  While enlisted, Leslie was the Navy boxing champion and went on to sufficiently embarrass his family and country by spending the remainder of his service in the Balboa Mental Health Hospital receiving much needed mental healthcare services.

 Leslie was surprisingly intelligent, however he lacked ambition and motivation to do anything more than being reckless, wasteful, squandering the family savings and fantasizing about get rich quick schemes.  Leslie’s hobbies included being abusive to his family, expediting trips to heaven for the beloved family pets and fishing, which he was less skilled with than the previously mentioned.  Leslie’s life served no other obvious purpose, he did not contribute to society or serve his community and he possessed no redeeming qualities besides quick whited sarcasm which was amusing during his sober days.

With Leslie’s passing he will be missed only for what he never did; being a loving husband, father and good friend.  No services will be held, there will be no prayers for eternal peace and no apologizes to the family he tortured.  Leslie’s remains will be cremated and kept in the barn until “Ray”, the family donkey’s wood shavings run out.  Leslie’s passing proves that evil does in fact die and hopefully marks a time of healing and safety for all.

Like I said … be nice to your kids …

Why did the chicken cross the road?

Actually, why did a bunch of chickens cross the highway?  Some 19 chickens managed to shut down a California freeway after their cage fell from a truck, and they escaped.  FREE AT LAST … they ran amok and it took the California Highway Patrol (CHiP) about two hours to round them all up …

“We took these guys into custody without any trouble. They were too chicken to fight,” the CHP tweeted with photos of the rescued chickens.

Some of the comments on the tweet were eyeroll-worthy:

Yeah, the response has been overwhelming.  We had to fly the coop.- CHP Santa Fe Springs

They ran a-fowl of the law!

But why did they cross the road ??

Are these Freeway Range?

It all spends the same …

A man in Putian City, Fujian Province, China wanted to buy a car … he had been saving for quite some time.  So, he walks into a BMW dealership and chooses a used car for $11,000.  And then, when it was time to pay, the man hauled in 10 very large boxes filled with … you got it … COINS!!!!

coinsNow, here in the U.S., I am fairly certain the man would have been told to take his coins to the bank and come back when he could pay with paper or plastic.  In the U.S., ‘customer service’ is rarely customer-centric.  But the dealership in China closed shop for the day and every employee was rounded up to help count and roll coins!



What follows is the conversation between a Brown County, Texas, sheriff’s deputy and a man pulled over for a minor traffic violation who had … well, see for yourself …

hot-dogDriver: funny story actually.. I spent the day in Waco and had some hot dogs for lunch. I set one on the rear bumper and somehow forgot about it and continued running errands around Waco. It wasn’t until several people asked about the hot dog, at several different locations, that I realized I had left it on there, so I put a little note on the bumper.

Deputy: is the hot dog glued on there or what?

Driver: What?! You mean it’s still there? That’s insane!

Deputy: yes sir, still there! (I’m laughing hard at this point)


Deputy: Apparently so! Do you mind if I take a picture?

Driver: Go right ahead!

Deputy: Sir, it is apparent that you are a cautious driver, so you’re only gonna receive a verbal warning for your violation… and thank you, this made my day.

Driver: maybe I should drive around with a hot dog on my bumper all the time, so I don’t get any tickets!

And finally, this week’s “Cutest Animals’ video, submitted by the Russian Ministry of Defense …

And now, if I did not make you laugh, I know that cute puppy video at least warmed your heart a bit and made you smile, yes?  So, you already know what I’m going to ask you to do, right?  That’s right … go out and share those smiles.  I can tell you that a smile from somebody would lift my heart right about now, so if you want to send me one, I’ll take it!  But seriously, folks, there is an awful lot of sadness in the world today, and you never know when just a smile or a kind word might lift someone’s spirits.  Have a great week, keep warm and safe, and remember that Filosofa loves you!


Saturday Surprise — Fun Animal Stories & Pics

It is finally Saturday, and time for Saturday Surprise.  I know you all have Christmas activities … shopping, baking, parties, shopping, decorating, wrapping, shopping, cleaning, and … did I mention shopping?  So, I really appreciate you taking a bit of time to spend here on this busy Saturday morning.  Like you guys, I have most of the listed activities to do this weekend also, so this morning’s Saturday Surprise may be a bit shorter than usual, but I just couldn’t let you guys down after the week we’ve all had!  If there is one thing I have learned since I started this feature, it is that one can never go wrong with cute or funny animal stories and pictures, so that is what I chose for today!


This first story is about an orange cat named ‘George’.  We have an orange cat.  His name is … wait for it … “Orange”.  Yes, Miss Goose named him when she was 3 years old.  Anyway, back to George.  George’s housemate is Meloney Blayze from Petts Wood, south east London. Apparently Meloney is in the habit of letting George out the kitchen window early in the mornings to explore in the garden, and then, leaving the window open so he can return when ready, she returns to bed

One morning last week, when Meloney got up later in the day, as she passed George’s bed, she says she found herself thinking “hmm, those are not the cat’s ears”.  A return to the bed and a closer look revealed not George, but a fox had come through the window and was happily occupying George’s bed.  George was none too happy and was hissing at the fox, who, according to Meloney, was “acting like another member of the family who had been there for years and was confused about what all the fuss was about”.

Fox-1Ultimately, Meloney picked up the bed and dumped the fox out the window, restoring order once again.

Fox-2I just had to share this one comment from a reader on Bored Panda


This next story reminds me of something I would do, being possessed of both a soft, squishy heart and near-blind eyes.

Eric and grandmaWhen Eric Hertlein went to visit his grandma in Kansas, he already knew she would have an array of cats, for she could never resist taking in a stray (gee, why does that sound familiar?)  Sure enough, there were three there at the time.  But wait!  One of those cats looked … oddish.  On closer inspection, Eric discovered not a moggie, but an opossum!  Even as Eric pointed out that the ‘cat’ was not, in fact, a feline, grandma “reassured me it was one of her cats.”  She had named this one Tete.

Tete-1Once Eric convinced grandma that Tete was, in fact, an opossum, she was nonchalant … “Well, he hasn’t bothered me yet, so I’m OK with him being here!”

Tete-2And once again, I loved this comment


And I will end with some funny animal pictures. These are some of the winners of the  Funniest Wildlife Photos Of 2017.  The first one is a series of four pictures, the rest are singles.




The Laughing Dormouse

Hitching a ride

Hitching a Ride



Again, I am orry about this one being a short post, but with only nine short days until Christmas, we all have plenty we need to be doing. Try to relax and enjoy whatever you do today, keep safe & warm, and have a wonderful weekend!  Hugs ‘n love from my house to yours!

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