Hi gang, Blaine here. I just want to say that I am overwhelmed, touched, a tear comes to my eye at the many confirmations and
new signings to my little list. Rest assured that
1. I will endeavor to provide the people of this city with…………….wait a minute, that’s
Charles Foster Kane’s Declaration of Principles.
It will certainly help at my sanity hearings to know that the public which I address on my website can be proven to exist. I was beginning
Please note that the opening page now includes MUSIC!! way hey, quickdraw.
*******************TODAY’S SITE WORK INCLUDES**************************************
A FANCIED UP JOURNAL PAGE, with pix an’ everthang!!!! Read about the Halcyon days on the Isle of Lucy, my trip to the dentist,
all the news that fit, we print (wanta buy a Grit?)
I haven’t found a better way to present this than with frames, so the link goes to the frameset page. If you have suggestions, there are
provisions in Mundoblaineo for you to send them along to me.
A GUSSIED UP LINKS PAGE FOR HOSS DE PONDEROSA
This was the second page I tackled way back when I started on this white whale using a tutorial about how to download a picture of a cat
from the web. The second page was a tables tutorial, hence the name of this page. I have included links to some of my favorite things, like
the weekly world news. (Home of the bat boy and those stories about Elvis Forcing UFO Abductees to have his love child). I have tacked
on some revised info about my home town, Pueblo, Colorado and spent many hours deciding whether teal or maroon makes a better
background color. You be the judge.
Some of the things in store for my loyal readers…………MORE “WEBPORTAGES”. This is a term of my own devising (as far as I know)
meaning “web reportage”. Get it? Ride along with me on my midnight voyage through the dark underbelly of the Galvanic Difference Engine
Telegraphy Network. (Is there a clever acronym there? You do it.)
I have recently researched the current state of american slang, as spoken by perma-fried chodes from coast to coast, waiting for the za dude
and macking on the pebbles at the mall. WORD, ROAD DAWG.
I shall endeavor to whip this into digestible shape and post it on up.
That’s it for today, thank you for your kind attention. Now, an exclusive for my readers, the complete lyrics to the Ballad Of Jed Clampett,
theme music from the Beverly Hillbillies, including the Apocryphal verses from Nag Hammadi. (I think that Buddy Ebsen as Jed was really channeling Lao Tzu, but that’s my personal opinion.)
Come ‘n listen to my story ’bout a man named Jed
Poor Mountaineer barely kept his family fed
An’ then one day, he was shootin’ at some food,
An’ up thru the ground came a bubblin’ crude.
Oil that is! Black gold! Texas tea!
Well, the first thing ya know, Jed’s a millionaire
Kin-folk said, “Jed, move away from there.” Said
Californy is the place y’oughta be, so they
loaded up the truck, and they moved to Beverly.
Hills that is! Swimmin’ pools, Movie stars!
Ol’ Jed bought a mansion. Lawdy it was swank
Next door neighbor was pres’dent of the bank,
Lotsa folks objected, but the banker found no fault,
‘Cause ol’ Jed’s millions was a-layin’ in the vault
Cash, that is! Capital gains, Depletion money!
Well now it’s time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin
An’ they would like to thank you folks fer kindly droppin’ in.
You’re all invited back again to this locality,
T’have a heapin’ helpin’ of their hospitality.
Hillbilly, that is! Set a spell, Take your shoes off!
Y’all come back, here!
Copyright 1962 by Carolintone Music Company, Inc.