Rommecat and Juliet Monttecappulate

Juliet: Dost en a Capulate? Whomever-est thine eyes shine upon thee.

Rommecat: Your family stinks ... go away. Gosh, kinda cute though!

Juliet: Rommecat, Rommecat, where fort art thouest Rommecat???
Rommecat: Here I am. Even though I am supposed hate you, a find a burning desire. Is it wrong to love!!!

Juliet: Taketh me to the parlor Rommecat! You nomenclature you...
Rommecat: Well, OK. Make sure my cousins are not looking. If loving you is wrong, I DON'T WANT TO BE RIGHT! Booyhaaa

Jerk Guy Capulate: You werest in bedding with a Montegue. Surley you will live no longesteth. On gaurd.
Rommecat: Whatever .... AHHHH!!! I am stabbed (sigh)

Juliet: Mine love mine love, I cannot liveth without-eth you-eth. I shall drink poison from the death flask.
Rommecat: "Nothing"

Rommecat: I'm not dead .... I am alive! Ohh my goodness dear juliet .... WHY ..... WHYYY!!!!!!

Juliet: "Nothing"

Juliet: I dost thinketh thine death juice was kool aid from another jar... I am alive againest!
Rommecat: Hot Dog!!! Lets marry and get a cat. They are hiring at the orchard.

Thy Montague tale of unrequeted love ! "Oh, bloggy" ! Allest that endeth well is well indeed. Oh no...Timmy just fell down the well. Go for help Lassie.

The End

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A Girl Named Sue

I was riding along in a truck a few days back with the guys I have worked with for over a decade now. Traffic was horrible, and one of them blurted out, "If we go any slower, we'll go back in time!"
I immediately replied, "Well, if we are going back in time, can it be 1985?"
No "thought" went into this exclamation. It was just pure impulse.
I hashed it over in my mind for a minute about why this number had come out, and I realized that this was the year that had nearly NO pressure, I graduated high school, and had the summer of a lifetime. 1985 was full of friends, adventures, travel, falling in love (at least I thought I did many times), and just plain being happy. I could not wait for the next day, and plans for the upcoming weekend were always something to look forward too. I smile when I think about that summer.
I like my life now, but it is so structured. I work more and more to make due, and work most weekends as well. I worry about things. I get stressed out. Sometimes I am not quite myself. I would say DIFFERENT describes it best. Older and responsible? - a two sided coin.
When I said 1985 sounded good as a year to return, I was tired, and missing some of the things I used to do quite often ... so yes, it made sense.
If it really were possible to travel back in time, I would marry that girl named Sue. "Of course, she would have to notice me first ..."

Do you have one year that would be nice to re-visit? How long would you stay??

** I also would like to thank Maunie for her visits and fun comments at my blog; not with a link, nor an award that goes to many others. Just a mention of thanks to this one fine blogger. **

Speedy

Speedy Cat's Chicken City Community Moneypenny

The "Famous Chicken Road Crossings Meme" was created by the covert blogging mastermind and reporting regent "Miss Money Pennies from Heaven". Speedy likes Miss Moneypenny :-)

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Here is how this meme works .... copy and paste the list below, then "tag" others by adding their links to one or more of the famous people. You can also add your own "famous person(s)" and quote(s). Add or delete from the list, but keep the cast of players at the bottom intact.

Don't forget to add your own link!

We all know the answer to “Why did the Chicken cross the Road?”, right?
To get to the other side has been carefully considered by these famous people:

Moses, 1300 BC: Know ye that it is unclean to eat the chicken that has crossed the road, and that the chicken that crosseth the road doth so for its own preservation.

Julius Caesar, 47 BC: veni, vidi, vici (I come, I see, I conquer)

Mrs. Thomas Paine, 1776 AD: Out of common sense.

George Washington, 1776 AD: Actually, the chicken crossed the Delaware with me back in 1776. But most history books don’t reveal this where I created the first chicken soup!

Einstein, 1905 AD: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road moved beneath the chicken depends upon your frame of reference and your relative speed!

Mrs. Sigmund Freud, 1926 AD: The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying secret sexual insecurity.

Mrs. Pablo Picasso, 1938 AD: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road crossed the chicken is an Abstract of my Art!

Gilligan, 1964 AD : The traffic started getting rough; the chicken had to cross. If not for the plumage of its peerless tail the chicken would be lost, the chicken would be lost!

Captain James T. Kirk, Stardate -357687.2 (1966): To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.

Howard Cosell, 1970 AD: It may very well have been one of the most astonishing events to grace the annals of history. An historic, unprecedented avian biped with the temerity to attempt such an herculean achievement formerly relegated to homo sapiens pedestrians is truly a remarkable occurrence.

Richard M. Nixon, 1973 AD: The chicken never crossed my crooked road and for the record,“I am not a crook!”

Roseanne Barr, 1988 AD: Burrrrrp. What chicken?

George H. W. Bush, 1991 AD: To face a kinder, gentler thousand points of headlights.

Bill Clinton, 1998 AD: I have no recollection of exposing myself to this chicken, although the chicken may have crossed the road to examine my normal grooming techniques after removing my pants!

Speedy Buddhacat, 2008 AD: If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken-nature.

Tiger Woods, 2088 AD: I used to be a golf star .... who are you? Why is that chicken in my room?
Players: Miss Moneypenny, Linda, Robin, Kimberly Artimus Barker, Olga the Traveling Bra, Los Lobo, Bobby The Revellian, Roberts Road, Speedcat Hollydale, Blue Ribbon Bloggers, Julie's Blog (add your link here)

Note: Click "HERE" to view the initial creation of a Covert Chicken Meme!

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This could be the Big Bang of Chickens in a new Running Chicken Clucker Nebula!

Since DrowseyMonkey doesn’t eat chicken, there is a rumor floating around the digital high seas that she has been working on a secret Chicken Tofu Silicon Salad Meme during her Blogging Break!

My Favorite Post from Speedcat

My memories from Greenhaven are so strong and vivid. I had a hard time realating them into words. This was a post from my MAIN blog. I have 4 total.


When I was 13 years old, I started playing golf at Greenhaven Golf Course in Anoka MN. It was not the first course I played, but it was the first course to become my home.
It was 1979, and I rode my motorcycle through miles and miles of old backwoods farm roads, and then along a stretch of railroad, to get to this place and see it for the first time. To me, it was like finding heaven on Earth. I walked along the old entrance road (which now does not exist) and was amazed at the beauty and grandure of this course - with majestic oaks linning each fairway of perfectly manicured bent grass. It was one of those perfect "10" summer days and I swear I can still feel the breeze and smell the flowers growing by the clubhouse. As I watched groups of players make there way down the 10th hole, I wanted to be with them, to join them, and take part in this awesome game. I'll never forget this day, and it was one of those pivital moments that everyone has occur in their lives.
My dreams came true, and my Father bought a season ticket for me. I loved him so much for this special gift. I began riding with him to work on weekday mornings, and he would drop me off to play in the junior / senior time slots that were allocated from 6:00 AM to 9:00 AM. Eventually, my brother and my childhood best friend joined my golf excursions, and we became our own group of regular golfers. This lasted for two summers, and was probably the best time of my life.
Each round and practice session increased my skills, and I was extremely dedicated to becoming the best golfer at Greenhaven. My future goals became golf oriented, and the sport was now a passion to me, and not just a game.
When I played, I imagined myself in the great Masters Tournament, or playing in the US Open. A low scoring round was a major victory and the best image booster I could attain. When I played with a group of people I had not met before, they cheered and boasted accolades of that young player with so much talent ..... forward 28 years >>>

I played Greenhaven again one week ago. The course is different. The majestic trees are gone. The plush bent grass fairways are now a mix of blue grass and fescue. The grand clubhouse is replaced with a nice updated building, yet has no character. The people are different, and it is surrounded by a decaying neighborhood. It's class and prestige have all but left this place, and so had I.
I never found my dreams of the Masters or the US Open, and realize that I never will. I never will be the best.
Something magical happens still, as I walk onto the first tee box at Greenhaven. I feel the fire and ambition of that young boy, and his love of the game bubble to the top of my soul. I smile and feel alive again. Don't get me wrong, I'll take almost anyone in a golf match, and still feel the same love and ambition that that 13 year old did. I still take great pride in being able to demolish a golf ball 340 yards with the driver, and like nothing better than to play every Sunday.
Many things in my life have slipped by and away. Things did not turn out as I had planned, but there is always one more round to possibly become the best of "my" life. This is what is important to me now.
Most people that stop by my blog do not play golf, nor do they know much about it. I do not post as much golf related topics as I used to. When I do, please bare with me, knowing that a 13 year old boy with a dream is writing it :-)
One last note....my favorite person to play golf with at Greenhaven? My Father

My Old Packard Bell

"Let the light from your soul shine as a beacon of warmth, and positive reactions will follow..."

This is an example of thoughts that guide my life. I am what you would call a changed person, by that meaning I have stumbled my way through a majority of my time here on Earth. How did I arrive here, invited to participate on this page? I see many names I know listed as contributors here on the Blue Ribbon Blog, and they are all well respected favorites of mine. Also - some that I am unfamiliar with. In the following weeks I plan to visit each and every blog found on the sidebar.

This is the short version of my life. My name is Eric ... better known as "Speedcat Hollydale"

This is a picture from my childhood. I grew up in a classic middle American family with strong family values. I really do not have many sad memories from youth, and am grateful and blessed with a past of hugs, love, and guidance. I never realized just how lucky that is until later in life. From my eyes, the world was a perfect place.

Of course the world is not really perfect, far from it really. I am not perfect either. I have made many mistakes, hurt people, let people down, and ultimately let myself down.

I have a history of alcoholism in my family, not my immediate family, but it's there. I am one of it's victims. By saying this, I still take all responsibility for all that has transpired in my past, just that I believe some are more prone than others to be inflicted with the crushing consequences of drinking. I nearly destroyed everything I had ... my health, my relationships, my job, and mostly my pride and self worth. These horrible things ended over 5 years ago.

I did not change my life, nor did a group like AA. The good Lord did. I realized my powerless condition and asked to be saved. That day will forever be my greatest day! Imagine, just one simple thing, changed everything.

I have brand new eyes. Eyes that see possibility, hope, and a future that can be as great as the effort you impart. I have also realized that what really counts in life are the impacts that you have on others. You can never share or care too much. Connections of love are those that bind us, and create a real happiness, not a short lived feeling or emotion. I had no idea that when I started blogging one day on an old Packard Bell computer that these very things could happen across an Internet connection. That's the key word - "connection". I have witnessed and read so many stories from bloggers that open their hearts and share the stories and thoughts from past and present. It seems like the warmest and most caring people are attracted to blogging. Have you ever noticed that?

Back to the people involved with this page. I am honored to be invited to this group. How this came to be, I'm not quite sure, but I must tell you that it is a nice feeling. This is one day, and one post, that will always be special to me.

This picture was made by Ann from "A Nice Place in the Sun". I think it looks like the new me. "Hello everyone!!!"

Speedcat Hollydale: still working from an old Packard Bell