Dilly Dilly Follow-up

Just a Dilly Dilly follow-up.

Though the Bud folks and thier advertising company would love for us to believe that they are presenting us with an "original' idea, I think we're blowing the lip (or bottle cap) off this.  One loyal reader of the blog writes:

My memory of "dilly, dilly" is from the radio.  Burl Ives did it, too, but this is the version I remember most:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cQamRxRj6PE

-Curt

Also,

It was on the soundtract of the movie Cinderella

And now you know the rest of the story.

Carpe diem Life,
David Kuhn 

Dilly Dally

 Went to hear a band play the other night at an old friend's bar.  While their, we spied a Bud Light T-Shirt with the now famous phrase "Dilly Dilly."

I read a business article that claims the copy writer needed a phrase for the king to say and someone spitball the "nonsense" word "Dilly" and everyone thought it was funny.  But, did the guy just invent it?

Imagine my surprise when I was reading Mother Goose Rhymes to my grandkids this past week.  I turn the page to:

 Title:  Lavender's Blue, Dilly Dilly

Lavender's blue Dilly Dilly,

Lavender's green;

When l am King, Dilly, Dilly,

You shall be Queen.


Who told you so, Dilly, Dilly,

Who told you so?

'Twas my own heart, Dilly, Dilly,

That told me so.

King, Quees, and Dilly?  Hmmmm?
Have a great Dilly Dilly day.  Whether you dilly dally or not.  But, do you lollygag?

Carpe diem Life,
David Kuhn

A Woodworking Update:

Just an update:

A couple of 4'x8' sheets of 3/4" plywood, backing, trim, primer, two coats of paint and . . .

Phase one of three has been delivered 155 miles and installed in my grandchildren's homeschool room.  Progress, not perfection.  Let's just say, like an old friend, it has certain quirks. 

As an afterthought, I even threw in a couple of book stands so they can display their "Favorite Book of the Week" or "Top Pick".

Next, a nearly identical one for the other side of the room (working around an electrical outlet) and then a bench seat with storage to fit between.

Carpe diem Life,
David Kuhn

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 Question:  What is a "Concrete Poem." 

A "concrete" or "shape" poem where words are arranged on a page in a way that mimics or reinforces the poem's meaning.  A perfect example is Lewis Carroll's "The Mouse's Tale", taken from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.  It's a tail in the shape of a mouses tale.  Or a tale in the shape of . . .

Reminds me of a gift my older daughter gave me twenty years ago (Yes, I try not to throw anything away). Though not a poem, it's a pretty, concrete statement taken from this quote:

“Some say it’s no coincidence that the question mark is an inverted plow, breaking up the hard soil of old beliefs and preparing for the new growth.”
― Saul D. Alinsky, Rules for Radicals: A Pragmatic Primer for Realistic Radicals

I'm off for a couple of days.

Have a great week.

Carpe diem Life,
David Kuhn

How do you fall down stairs?

"That which does not kill me makes me stronger."
-- Friedrich Nietzsche

I don't know if ol' Friedrich said that after falling down the stairs or not, but I'm saying it.

Okay, I didn't exactly fall DOWN the stairs at 5:30 a.m.  I fell ON the stairs -- then slid down the rest.  

How do you fall down the stairs at 5:30 in the morning?
Step 1.
Step 2.
Step 3.
Step 12.

I don't know if my wife was awake when the event started, but I can assure you that she was wide awake when it was over.  To paraphrase Ralphie in Christmas Story, in the heat of battle, I weave a tapestry of obscenity that, as far as we know, is still hanging in space over the Ohio River.

I know that I should give thanks for my pain, as it teaches me courage and all that good stuff.  But, d@#M it hurts.  I am thankful that nothing appears broken and I can walk with not much more pain than I usually have going on.  Time to get on with my day.  Afterall, this morning, I'm stronger!

Have a great day, a great weekend, and be careful on the stairs. 

Carpe diem Life,
David Kuhn

Long Overdue

Opened my email this morning from Evansville-Vanderburgh Library:
DO NOT REPLY.  YOU HAVE BOOKS OVERDUE. 

Overdue books?  I'd forgotten that I even had any.  So, I took a shovel and dug through the mountain of crap on my desk.  Sure enough, three books I'd picked up a few weeks ago.  All "must reads."

Must not. 

Why do I do that? 

One turned was Music Theory 101.  Turns out that 101 is WAY too advanced for me.

One was on how to write successful songs.  The first chapter spent a lot of time -- A LOT of time -- on how Melissa Ethridge wrote a song for Al Gore's Inconvenient Truth.  After that, not much to it. 

The final book was The Ode Less Traveled. Unlock The Poet Withing.  I do remember getting a little farther into that one, but obviously not enough to keep with it.

Yes, there's a whole world of knowledge at the public libraries.  But, the books don't read themselves.  No, wait.  They do now! 

Off to return these, pay my fines, and pick up a book on tape (digital now).  Perhaps my first one will be:  How to read a book without falling asleep after one page.

Carpe diem Life,
David Kuhn

Another one of my hobbies . . .

Just thought I'd mention another one of my hobbies -- one I also share with my brother-in-law Lance:  "Greasy Spoons."  

 According to that all-powerful, all-knowing Wikipedia, a "greasy spoon" is
"a colloquial term for a small, cheap restaurant or diner typically specializing in fried foods.  According to the Oxford English Dictionary, the term originated in the United States and is now used in various English-speaking countries. Originally disparaging, the term is now more frequently used in an endearing sense."

Saturday, while in Owensboro, we set off in search for a great lunch.  On U.S. 60, east of Owensboro, we found it:  The Country Ham Restaurant -- since 1949.

And what's The Country Ham Restaurant famous for?  You guess it:  Fried Fish, Hush Puppies, French Fries, Cole Slaw.

It's one of the little-known hole-in-the-wall joints that offer inexpensive good food, friendly service, all enjoyed in a "best finds at the thrift store" decor.

Delicious!




Oh, and the spoons?  Clean.

Carpe diem Life,
David Kuhn