I Ain't Afraid of No Daleks

Off for my big night on the town--at Price Chopper. Yup, it's time to get some groceries--I'm out of tinned cat food--wouldn't want a feline mutiny on my hands...or those soulful-eyed "Don't you love us any more?" stares--you pet owners out there, you know what I'm talking about!

Gotta' pay the electric bill, as well, so not going to be getting loads of groceries--just lunches and something for brekkie, mostly. Haven't been eating dinner much, of late, not terribly hungry by the time my night-shift's done.

It'll likely be 9pm--- 2.0 in the morning, over in the U.K., when I get back, so have a good night, all.

"No, you CAN'T type! You have to PET ME first!"

Drabble-a-thon is still going on, but the stories aren't always so hot, sorry. Jane Austen, J.K. Rowling,--or even Barbara Cartland--I ain't!

Anyway, you can participate in the drabble-a-thon! www.nbgolash.blogspot.com/

How, you ask? Very simple. Two ways: you can shoot me brief (very brief) story ideas. And, you can also visit the Accord Hospice website--if you like what you see, sign their guestbook and let them know you support their efforts. visit them at: www.accord.org.uk

And, you can always sponsor me, with a secure donation--even 50 pence would help, believe me. Accord has many needs: from medical equipment to a new carpet to an overhead projector..and every dime raised, goes to help the hospice patients and their families--free of charge to them.

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On another note, I'm relieved! The fangirl who was going to mail my David Tennant joke captions and fake "news" items to the actor, said she would not do it, if I didn't want her to. Thank goodness!

I honestly would have been mortified! I mean, I'm told by someone, that he has a great sense of humour--which I think is fantastic...still, I'd really be upset if something I did hurt anyone's feelings...even if it is someone I'll never know. I've been picked on, teased, made fun of, and treated meanly for most of my life, and honestly? You don't really get used to it--inured to it, yes--used to it? No. It hurt on day one, and it hurts 40 some-odd years later, as well...So, even tho' it was done in jest, I'd hate to be the cause of someone else feeling like that.

I thought about going through, and deleting all the DT captions, but not well enough to fuss with them, so they'll stay, I reckon. I mean, I'm safe, I think, in knowing the gentleman will never step foot in my little blog-land, so no really worries there, I think--hope.

Okay, storm's over for now...back online--didn't last long, but packed quite a punch...pretty much like yesterday's storms. These short storms are oftimes worse than the longer one's that hang about a while--tho' one year, I remember, we just had one bad storm roll in, right after another, all day, and into the night--that was a bit annoying--tho' I must say, not as annoying as getting three feet of snow dumped on you, in 24 hours--that sucked, well, I at least had the day off, that day...but it was no picnic walking to work, the following day.

Okay, where was I on that blasted meme thing, in the last post, before the storm? Oh, yeah...last four questions--long meme, ey?

12. What's your favourite car, that you've owned?

Well, despite the fact that it was very literally (as in you could see the pavement through the floor) falling apart, and sometimes you had to get out, open the hood (bonnet) and unjam the gears with a hammer and sturdy screwdriver, I was rather fond of my old rattletrap 1976 Dodge slant six 3-speed pick up truck, that I had in the late 1980's. I was also sort of fond of my 87 Ford Ranger, that I had in 2000--blinking fantastic on gas (petrol), that was!

13. You have five dollars (original said 2.50 pounds) to spend, and 20 minutes to make a full dinner, what do you make?

Open-face hot turkey sandwich w/gravy, peas, instant mashed or french fries (chips) with gravy.

14. If you cook, what's your favourite dish to prepare?

I don't have just one, but I'd say it's been a tie, this past year, between lamb (neck bones) & winter vegetable stew with a tomato-dill gravy--served with French bread, and also, cherried chicken (thighs) served over couscous, with brussell sprouts on the side. My actual favourites, are too expensive for me to make anymore, but they are my mum's New England pot roast, and my own version of a beef ragout.

15. If you could just hop on a plane, this weekend, and go anywhere, where would you go?

Um--the UK, I suppose. I'd like to see a play in the West End, and maybe take a jaunt out into some of the countryside, somewhere, maybe by train or something like that--of course, trying to get in a visit with some of my UK friends, that's I've never met, as well. That would be nice. Oh, and if it were possible, visit the Dr Who exhibit at Cardiff.

My second choice would be Iceland, in season--I really liked it there, even if it was only for 2 days, there was loads of fun stuff to do, there.

END OF MEME.

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Well, I was reading a blog, earlier, where some lady said she just paid 200 pounds for a custom made American purse!!! Yikes!!!

Who the hell pays $400 dollars for a blooming handbag???

Geez--some weeks, I've had to count pennies--literally, sit and count them, just to pay for things like cat food, milk, bread and toilet paper--I just am boggled by the fact that someone out there is chuffed because she or he got a custom made leather purse for around 400dollars--who the hell has that kind of money to throw around--just a little purse! There was a pic--okay, it was really pretty, but still...200 pounds for that little thing??? Dang!

I honestly cannot even fathom having that sort of money...

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1976 DODGE ADVENTURER PICK UP TRUCK (MINE WAS TAN)

But I like this blogger, and she did "tag" me politely...okay, what the heck.

1. What's the weather like where you are, right now?

Hot, hazy, sticky-humid, slight breeze, mostly cloudy, with breaks of sunshine--severe thunderstorms to our west, in neighbouring Hamilton County..heading our way, perhaps. Current temperature, 91 F (33 C), 57% humidity, winds 13mph from the south. Visibility: 5 miles.

2. When is the last time you went out to dinner with another person, where did you go?

The day of mum's graveside service--my two aunts and uncle took my sister and her family, and myself out to lunch at Friendly's resturant (a small New England-based restaurant/ice cream pallor chain), Nov. of 2005.

3. When is the last time you went out to dinner in a restaurant by yourself--what did you order?

I think it was in March or April, and I went to 99 restaurant in the local mall. I think I ordered the BBQ Turkey tenderloins, fries (chips) and coleslaw, with cornbread.

4. If you could do any job, what would you like to do?

I haven't a clue. I'd like to write, or do something where I can help/assist other people, or be outdoors a lot, or just get to do different stuff from time to time. And, I'd like to be good at what I do, of course. But as to what, specifically...not a clue.

5. When you were in school (Primary to college), what was your all-time favourite subject?

Oh, that's a tough call. In respects to college, that's really tough to say--there were so many! I'd have to say it's a four-way tie, between Western Horsemanship, playwriting, acting 101 and the overseas studies programme in the Netherlands--with World Lit a close runner up. In elementary (kindergarten to 8th year), it was either English or History. I didn't really have a favourite subject in high school (9th-12th year), as I recall...maybe English or cooking class, maybe chorus?

6. What type of town were you raised in: rural, village, town, estate (suburb?), medium-sized city? large city?

Village of approx. 3000 pop. Bit of everything: estate/suburb, semi-rural, semi-city.

7. If you could order some food delivered to you, right now, what would it be?

Don't laugh, but I'd love some Burger King right now--

by the way, I may have to cut this short--we're under a severe thunderstorm warning, and it looks very bad on radar--bow echo...not good, that's where micro-bursts and tornadoes come from.

8. What three things are you most afraid of?

A. homelessness/being sectioned

B. tornadoes

B. fire

9. What's are you three most favourite television shows of all time?

Doctor Who, and...I don't know...I haven't watched television in ages...MASH, maybe, or Are You Being Served? Beats me--I used to like Mcgyver and Law and Order...Columbo, Rockford Files, Quincy, Streets of San Francisco...

10. When's the last time you did something that could be called, "cultural?"

Went to the local history museum, last Saturday.

11. Have you ever volunteered for something, and if yes, what did you do? (gonna' wrap this up..storm's getting close now...)

Library aide, tour guide, side/walker & leader for theraputic horseback riding, secretary of a DR Who fan club, V-P of the college anthropology club, wait tables, cook, assist at a hot air baloon festival

DOCTOR: "Quick Martha, run!"
MARTHA: "Why?"
DOCTOR: "There's a sale on Doctor Who undershorts at Sainsbury's, and I don't want to miss it!"

"Just let me get out of these jim-jams and I'll show you my sword."

"I told you, I don't want any Tardis insurance! Damned intergalactic telemarketers!"

One of my co-workers went into labour, the other day. Then, after she left, someone else went into the old, "miracle of birth" stuff.

Yeah? Well, I've helped bring life into this world--not human life, of course, just cats and dogs. Attending a birthing can truly be a wonder and a joy--and, sometimes, sorrow--and a also lot of worry...but a miracle? I think that's giving us humans far too much credit, personally.

We just...are. There's no miracle about it. It's just life--something alive is born, lives, dies. It's a cycle, that's all.

Ralph Waldo Emerson once wrote: "Man is a god in ruins." Okay, so, a man can contribute to birth and death, but surely, so does womankind, from time to time. And, what makes a "man?" It's ain't just the equipment downstairs--even a male hamster has one of those, and he's no more a "man" than I am. Is it pride, honour, courage, compassion, dignity, strength? A combination of these? Or none?

Beats me.

Thing is, deep down, there's nothing really special about us--no more than there is with the growing of the grass, the setting of the sun--it's just the world, and the way the world is. The more things change, the more they stay the same. Despite all of our "progress," we are not so different now, than we were thousands of years ago.

Oh, Nancy's being just a tad cynical, today, I'm afraid. So sue me. that's just the way I feel.

Our "Trojan Horse" was "Weapons of Mass Destruction."

Reckon I'll probably be going to bed early--left work an hour and a half early tonight, as I was a bit under the weather, again. Laid down when I got home, and feel a bit better now-- tho' it's blinking hot, in here, thank you very much. The tropical steam-bath weather returned overnight, unfortunately.

Had a bad storm blow through, this afternoon, brief tho' it was. I was walking home tonight, past the Presbyterian "cathedral" (Being a small town girl, born and raised, I actually do have a hard time calling a building the size of the one, down the street, a "church." Strange, but true.) Anyhow, I was walking past--and was caught by surprise--leaves on the ground, littering the sidewalk and grass. And, not just any leaves--but coloured ones, like one sees more in early October! It's still a week off from September! That's not good, is is?

I wrote my drabble story and posted it on the Accord story blog. Meh--well, my stories aren't great, not by a long chalk--I'm no professional, after all-- but..I'm trying. Only two readers yesterday, but that's the way it goes, some days. I got 8 lovely people to sponsor me, who helped to raise 90 pounds, and that's just got me chuffed. www.nbgolash.blogspot.com/

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Doctor Who news:

News is that Mr. Tennant's definitely staying on to the end of S4. So, let's all blow raspberries to those rotten old newspapers, ey?

Looking forward to the Agatha Christie eppy, and the trip to the 1920's--a historically fun era, I feel. But...that's just me.

I've read Mr. Tennant will be flipping on some lights at a place called Blackpool--sounds a bit like what we do here, at Christmastime, with our light shows in Albany's Washington Park, and the Saratoga Spa State Park---drive around and see this big, elaborate animated light shows. Took my late mum to the Saratoga one, about 5 years ago. It was nice, because she could enjoy herself, without having to leave the car.

Okay, that's not sexy to me--that's just...scary.

The Ghost Pilots of Times Square
retold by
S. E. Schlosser

The Harvard man stiffened, his eyes widening incredulously and his mouth falling open in shock. He gasped but could not speak. The phantom RAF pilot smiled sardonically at him, nodded, and joined his friend in the doorway. Then the pilots vanished before the astonished man's eyes, just at the stroke of twelve midnight.