Saturday, January 31, 2015

Big Boy Pants Can Wait

 Try as I might, it's hard not to constantly be reminded of my advanced age.


Bobby Burris
Just yesterday, as I was in the middle of deep thought concerning how much better the Central Wildcat football team of 1953 would have been if only Bobby Burris hadn't broken his arm during  a practice drill just before our season opener...when my day dream was interrupted by a caller on the radio bragging about how he was so old that he remembered watching SUPER BOWL number 32 "way back when."


Joe Namath Super Bowl 3
Hell, I remember Super Bowl ONE!  Although I sometimes confuse it with the one in which Joe Namath  boldly guaranteed a Jets' victory over  Don Shula's NFL Baltimore Colts and then made good on his prediction with a 16-7 win for the Jets.

That was Super Bowl 3 in 1969.

Other than the two Super Bowls the Redskins were in, I've pretty much ignored them, much as I've always tried to avoid most  forms of "group think."  But that's just me. Unlike an article I read today by  Jared Taylor, writing in The American Thinker, I'm not against others doing what they enjoy.

"Nothing is so colossally, magnificently unimportant as professional sports. Unless you have money on the game, whether the Bumble Bees beat the Polar Bears has real-world consequences that can be measured to a value of precisely, exactly, irrefutably zero. Win or lose, nothing changes. No one has been fed or clothed, nothing has been produced, no problem solved -- it’s a gigantic waste of time. And yet the happiness of millions hangs in the balance. There are fully grown adults who seem to care more about a game than the results of a biopsy.
 
 
 Sports are a great way to fill an empty mind. People who can’t name the last 10 presidents can proudly tell you who won the last 10 Super Bowls. And sports make boobs into experts; people with no discernible opinion on anything else can tell you why it was a mistake to trade away the second-string quarterback. The more a man knows about professional sports the more I wonder about his judgment. -Jared Taylor"



Interesting, but we do lots of things that one could call a gigantic waste of time. It's called living.  Anything can be taken too far, and too seriously.

And are there more than our share of "boobs" running around loose?

You bet!

As the great philosopher, my Mom, used to say,  "This country is Ball Crazy!"

Meanwhile, have fun tomorrow; stuff yourself, drink plenty of...whatever floats your boat....Cheer, Laugh, belch, and enjoy the Super Bowl!  That's what I'm going to do.

-Ed

The good news is that you aren't
as important as you thought you were.
Relax. The weight of the world
is not on your shoulders.
Take a day off.
Go for a long silent walk in the woods.
The world will still be there tomorrow -
as good and as bad as ever.
- Jonathan Lockwood Huie 

Another WOW! Video

Our Electronic Reporter, Bob Ellis has found another video that will knock your socks off.

Watch what this guy, Lars Anderson., can do with a Bow and Arrow.




Eat your heart out Hollywood!

Thanks Bob.

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

You Should be on the Stage...

...there''s one leaving tonight.

That may be the oldest one liner ever uttered on a vaudeville stage.  If not, it's certainly a close second to:

Typical Vaudeville Act 1931
Ladies and Gentlemen, I have an announcement to make:  Miss Helen Hunt has found an envelope that someone dropped in the lobby containing five 100 Dollar bills...and there's no name on the envelope.  If you happened to have lost it.....go to Helen Hunt for it.

Vaudeville had died a natural death in the early 30's just before we came along Nevertheless, there was no shortage of  outstanding live entertainment which was ours for the taking. 
chs stage show 1952

I think my love of Plays, Stage Shows, Concerts, and live performances (we didn't have a cute name like Vaudeville for shows like that) began in Junior High School with plays and musicals that we produced....and continued at Central....which I think to this day were pretty darn good!

The Briarhoppers

My parents took me to the Broadway Theatre a couple of times to see my favorite band, The
Briarhoppers, perform. It doesn't get any better than that.

Whoops, I take that back. Once my Mom took me to a matinee performance at the Broadway, and didn't realize that the Briarhoppers only performed on the evening show.  The afternoon show turned out to be a Hootchi Kootchi show.

My Mom pulled me out of there pretty quickly, but not before I had developed a fondness for a new kind of.........live music.

Over the years, I've been fortunate to see several of my favorite
Frank Sinatra
musicians perform on stage: a few were true all time Greats, like Frank Sinatra, Count Basie, The Mills Brothers, and Peggy Lee.

Their music is not played much anymore, and after we're gone there will be very few people who have any idea who those people were, much less care to listen to their music.


I thought of those great performances the other day as I was in a line of traffic that had come to a stop to allow a huge tractor trailer back into a small commercial garage in downtown McLean VA. The driver of the truck, using only his mirrors backed that enormous rig into an unbelievably tight space (only inches to spare on either side of the trailer) on his first try, holding up my line of traffic for no more than 60 seconds!

I wanted to jump out of my car and applaud....and shout "BRAVO!"

I didn't because the citizens around here think I'm kinda strange anyway. They tend to dismiss "old people" like me, as those whose only talent is having existed for a long time.  They seldom realize that, as the song says:

From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe
Wherever the four winds blow, 


I've been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk
And there is one thing I know


...great performances when I see them!

-Ed



And, speaking of great performers, two of our CHS54 super stars, Warren and Obie got together for what Warren called a "Back to the Future" meeting at the McDonald's executive conference room, adjacent to Love's Truck Stop off I-85 in Salisbury.

Why there?

Two reasons:  It's halfway between their homes...and Love's gas was $1.95.



 I have no idea what that ghostly puff of "smoke" is above Obie's head.
Perhaps the exhaust from an alien spaceship?

Monday, January 26, 2015

The OPHICLEIDE and Friends


 I often think of those old teachers we had growing up in Charlotte. I sincerely believe that among all the good luck, or blessings, we enjoyed, our teachers rank pretty high on the list. Many of the men were WW2 veterans and all of the faculty were members of "the greatest generation.


It would not have even occurred to us to mention that every one of them "loved this country."

One of my favorites was Mr. Michael Wise, my violin teacher at Piedmont, and from whom I took private lessons for a good 10 years.  His studio was in one of those big old beautiful houses on Elizabeth Ave....a couple of blocks up from Central High. I don't believe he served in WW2; my guess is he was a bit too old at the time. 

He was a fine violinist himself  and although  he also had a number of "wind instrument students" his first choice was without a doubt the fiddle.  I remember him saying one time that whoever invented the Saxophone should be shot.

Well, now that we (even us C students) can find the answer to just about anything by simply hitting a button or two on a computer I decided to find out who Mr. Wise might be gunning for...if they were both still around.

And the answer is..........


The ophicleid
Adolphe Sax, a Belgian instrument maker and accomplished ophicleide player, an instrument he also invented.


His namesake horn made its first appearance in 1840. It was actually an improved ophicleide which itself was an improvement over a somewhat similar keyed instrument called the SERPENT...

undoubtedly the ugliest instrument ever made.  And it didn't sound that great either.




The Serpent


Not sure who invented this monstrosity, but I believe this could be called the "first" Saxophone...invented in 1530.

-Ed






Wednesday, January 14, 2015

World Wide Web

I love the Internet!

I never got over the fact that  I could talk to one of my little friends from one end of my yard at East 5th Street to the other using two tin cans and a string.

And the telephone!  Good grief, I still think that's a miracle.

Radio?  Well, I had no problem believing that Santa didn't really exist, but I'm still not convinced that there's not really a little man inside my radio doing the talking.

And seeing pictures flying through the air via TV blew me away.

And finally, the INTERNET!

I jumped on that puppy like a tornado in a trailer park.  It was called the World Wide Wait back then, because it took so long to go from one page to another. 

Now if it takes more that 2 seconds most people simply click on something else!

I say all that to say this:  l enjoy the heck out of getting emails from my old Wildcat friends...and especially the ones that include interesting pictures and articles that I may have missed.  (There's so much out there that no one person can find them all.)

Bob Ellis is particularly adept at finding "amazing" stuff and bouncing my way. Here are some pictures he found that I think you will find as interesting as I did!

Keep 'em coming, Bob!

-Ed


American Gothic Models

Hollywood Sign 1923 (Orig HollywoodLand)

Onlookers at Challenger Disaster 1985

The Iceberg that sunk the Titanic 1912 Notice red and black paint

Washington Monument  when funds ran out 1857

Wilbur Wright buzzing the Statue of Liberty 1909

Woodstock 1969
Thanks Bob!

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Pictures of Yesterday's LDL

To quote the famous Senator Claghorn, "That's a joke, son!"

Apparently, everyone attending the LDL events is so busy having a great time that nobody remembers to take snapshots and send me copies to put up on the website!  I haven't received any for months!

Those of us who live too far away to attend these happy events would love to see some of our old buddies shoveling down calories at Jimmies!

Oh well, maybe next time.

One of my favorite "over the transom" publications is the Quora Digest.
Here is their latest list of "products you didn't even know existed:"

The Heated Butter knife

The Onion Holder

The sofa to bunk bed

The Suitcase Scooter   Why carry a suitcase when a suitcase can carry you?


AND

Last but not least......

My favorite.......

ANTI PERVERT STOCKINGS:




And, just in case you don't remember who Senator Claghorn was..

.
  but I bet that you do......
 


-Ed

Sunday, January 11, 2015

LDL TODAY!

LDL TODAY!  Tuesday January 13th

 It's a brand new year!  Get started on the right foot!
This month's "LDL" (Let's do lunch) will be held on
Tuesday, January 13, 2015, 11:30 AM
at "Jimmies" Restaurant in Mint Hill.
This is your invitation to join us. Spread the word to others! Invite other classmates to come! Even better, bring someone with you! Be sure YOU, come!

Bits and Bytes

According to the CHS54.NET mailbag, a number of you remembered that convoluted machine I wrote about several weeks ago called the comptometer, which was the earliest version of the electronic calculator.

In fact, Bob Ellis told me that he used to operate one!


"When I started work in 1955 at Duke Power, all the ladies in the office used comptometers.   6-7 months later, I had to learn and never got as good as the ladies.  
The Independence Bld.  was on the Square.  The National Shirt Shops was on the street level.   Brings back the days."

And I can't believe I forgot the name of the Independence Bld!  My bad.

Speaking of the progress we have made since the comptometer :





And another statistic I saw on the internet that really got my attention ...was this one!



KEEP ON KEEPING ON, DOCS!

-Ed

Saturday, January 10, 2015

The Truth and Nothing But...

The Editorial Department here at the CHS54.NET complex was pleased to receive  this true life adventure story from one of our all time favorite writers, Warren Sparrow!


Ed, Hope all is well.  Your latest plea has reminded me of one of my "finest(?) hours." Actually, it only lasted a few seconds. Listen to this....

Once upon a time I was a lawyer, a proud member of the Forsyth County, North Carolina, Bar. In addition I was "on the court-appointed list." Being on the list brought me in contact with folks who were truly "down on their luck." One of them was charged with two counts of armed robbery of an apartment-management office run by two women. The police had arrested him not long after the incident, fairly confident that he had done the crime. He had been thrown in the clink, unable to post bond pending trial. I was appointed to defend him. Naturally, I went to see him. He denied any involvement in the crime. I was skeptical but was determined to mount a vigorous defense. A few weeks passed and the trial date was at hand. I returned to the jail for a final meeting.

After a few tense moments of my telling him things did not look good, my client expressed disbelief, saying "You ain't come up with nothing yet?"

My response was "Yes!"

I had come up with the fact that two women had told the police that you threatened to kill them with a knife, pushed them into a utility closet and ran off with the rent money they had collected.

He was convicted and was sent to prison. The story does not end there. Many years later he was released from prison and got a job at a local restaurant, one I frequented. I saw him there. He was cordial. Actually, he was down-right friendly.

By the way, that client's name is Moses. He did not write the Ten Commandments. I am not sure if he ever read them.

Cheers! 

 Thanks Warren.  Next time you dine at that restaurant, I hope you take along your "official taster."
 By the way class,  before retiring, Warren had become the District Attorney for Forsyth County (Winston Salem, etc.)

 -Ed



Thursday, January 08, 2015

January LDL


You may have seen the article recently about a University of Cambridge-trained computer scientist who claims that the second Sunday in April 1954 was the most boring day since the dawn of the 20th Century.

He says that his analysis has determined that nothing great happened on that day.



According to the story I saw, he analysed more than 30 million facts via a computer program he invented and concluded that nothing great happened on 4-11-54.

I have no idea who paid for this ridiculous study, but my instinct tells me that it has Uncle Sucker written all over it.


I have no idea exactly what any of us were doing on that particular day, but if it were possible to go back in time, 4-11-54 sounds like a winner to me!


However, the next best thing to a time machine is this month's LDL at Jimmies!


Jerry Gaudet has details: 


 It's a brand new year!  Get started on the right foot!
This month's "LDL" (Let's do lunch) will be held on
Tuesday, January 13, 2015, 11:30 AM
at "Jimmies" Restaurant in Mint Hill.
This is your invitation to join us. Spread the word to others! Invite other classmates to come! Even better, bring someone with you! Be sure YOU, come!



Sunday, January 04, 2015

Our 78th

Or was it our 79th?  Anyway, Christmas has come and gone, and I'm glad.

 Now we can return to some kind of normalcy.

Warren Harding
Incidentally, that word normalcy at one time was not accepted as correct English.  The proper word was normality. However, Warren Harding used normalcy in a major speech when campaigning for the Presidency in 1920 and thereafter, it magically became "proper English grammar.."  I suppose the mindset back then was, "if it's good enough for the President of the United States, it's good enough for us little people."

Thank goodness Americans don't think that way now, otherwise, we'd have to start pronouncing CORPS as corpse and change our history books from 50 to 57 states, etc., etc.

But I digress.

Barack Obama
Normality, normalcy, whatever, we can now go back to our regular routine; doctors appointments, MRIs, Xrays, blood tests, power naps...

You know, Golden Age stuff.

One of my wishes for the new year is that MORE of you chronologically gifted Wildcats will send me a note from time to time telling me about yourself and all that you've been up to and all about your kids and grand kids and great grand kids....and just about anything you want to talk about.

Your lovable, handsome and modest webmaster would love to hear from you!
And pictures too!!

Blessings and good wishes to you all, and stay well!!

-Ed


Saturday, January 03, 2015

End of an Era

Some of my fondest childhood memories were those Saturday nights my Dad and I sat around the radio together and listened to The Grand Old Opry!

They call that "bonding" now, but to us, it was just plain old entertainment!


Jimmy Dickens 1948
I won't swear to it, but I'm almost positive that I remember listening to the show on which Little Jimmy Dickens made his debut performance on that classic American institution.

The year was 1948, according to his obituary, which was all over the news yesterday.

I immediately identified with hm back then because I assumed that his title of "Little" was because of his youth. But in reality, it was because of his diminutive size, which was 4 feet, 11 inches.
He performed almost continuously since that first appearance and was the oldest and one of the most loved performers in the Opry's history.

"The Grand Ole Opry did not have a better friend than Little Jimmy Dickens," said Pete Fisher, Opry vice president and general manager. "He loved the audience and his Opry family, and all of us loved him back. He was a one-of-kind entertainer and a great soul whose spirit will live on for years to come."


Dickens was inducted into the Country Music Hall of Fame in 1983.

His biggest hit was a novelty song titled, "May the Bird of Paradise Fly Up Your Nose" which
crossed over from a "country" hit to also become a "pop" best seller:
  
May the bird of paradise fly up your nose; 
May an elephant caress you with its toes; 
May your wife be plagued with runners in her hose;
May the bird of paradise fly up your nose."

He was 94.

-Ed



Sunday, December 21, 2014

A Look Back


It was about this time a couple of years ago when we got this GOOD NEWS from Bob Ellis:


"Several months ago i asked for prayers because my youngest daughter was having problems with her pregnancy. God must have been listening . I present you with my 9th grandchild:"


December 19, 2012


 Caleb Daniel Hines

Well, I'm happy to report:    More Good News! 
He is now 2 years old...healthy as a horse and Hollywood Handsome!

Caleb Hines and his Mom today



Bob, I think you hold the record among our classmates for the number of Grandchildren!

Merry Christmas Everyone

-Ed

Friday, December 19, 2014

Is it Over Yet?


Nope.

I'm talking about winter. I'm already tired of it and it doesn't even begin until Sunday Dec. 21st at 6:03pm on EST, That's when the "Winter" begins astronomically speaking .

The sun will be directly overhead of the Tropic of Capricorn.

Ordinary people like us think Winter has been around at least a month, but what do we know. That's why we're called ordinary.  But personally I'm already sick and tired of the dark that's been showing up earlier and earlier each afternoon..

Many Doctors report that lack of light actually makes a lot of people sick.  Depression induced illnesses mostly. I can understand that. I ain't feeling too great myself.

So, after Sunday, the light will slowly begin to lengthen and before you know it, our moods will brighten along with our days!

Oh, By the Way...I got a nice note the other day from Ann Mitchell, who's living in Florida, happy and healthy and sends her best to all of us in the class of '54!

She said she doesn't do email anymore....and frankly, that's why I hadn't heard from her in so long.
I've lost contact with most of my old friends who don't have email.........I hardly remember how to write a letter anymore.



Don Nance sent me this picture from out of the past....it was taken here in Washington sometime in the 1980s.  It's of President and Nancy Reagan posing in the middle of two cardboard cutouts of Don and Me.

-Ed

Monday, December 15, 2014

"There are 8 million stories in the...


...naked city."

That line is from the TV series, The Naked City, which aired on ABC from 1958 to 1963.  That was a long time ago, but its trademark declaration has become a cliche.

Everyone DOES have a story; and if you've ever spent much time in a bar, you're probably "up to HERE" in...(since this is a family friendly site),..TALL TALES .

I'm amazed at how the TALES get taller and taller the more alcohol is consumed.


Mr. Average
I think I'll write a novel about it someday.  I'll call it, "Mr Average Goes to the Lion King Bar and Grill"....where he proceeds to down drink after drink of 100 proof "Loose Lips Bourbon."

As he begins telling his "Life's Story" to any and all in the bar, his accomplishments become more and more wild and strange.


"Yes, it's true," he says, "I invented the Atomic Bomb."

"Oh, the Hell you did," responded on of the listeners.  "Yes I did. I have the patent for it!" replied Mr. Average, as he downed another shooter of Loose Lips.

"I'm a history major", shouted another doubter, "and I know for a fact that Einstein invented it...and wrote President Roosevelt a letter convincing him that it would win WW2 for America."

"Actually," replied Mr. Average. "I wrote that letter and simply got Einstein to sign it, because he was famous and would be listened to.  Nobody ever paid any attention to me. I'm just Mr, Average. Old woolly headed Al didn't know diddley squat about an Atomic Bomb until I told him."

Well, with that, Mr. Average's audience began to disperse, obviously having had enough of his deranged imaginings.

"One more thing," he shouted," I just came from the Doctor's and he said my bladder cancer had completely disappeared.  I cured it myself with basically the same recipe I used for the Atomic Bomb."

"All Right, that's it," pronounced the bouncer, "Cured yourself with the Atomic Bomb, did you. Well, you're out of here. Atomic Bomb my butt.

You're the Atomic Bum!

And don't come back."

On second thought, instead of making a novel out of that, it could be a biography, because every thing Mr. Average said was true!  Except his name, which was actually Leo Szilard.

-Ed



My Thanks to QUORA  DIGEST (650 Castro Street #450, Mountain View, CA 94041)

' Szilard owned the patent on the atomic bomb. He was the epicenter of the first atomic bomb. He, more than anyone else (arguably Oppenheimer is up there too), is the father of the atomic bomb and always saw the bomb as a weapon of world peace, rather than of destruction - as a way to bring balance to the world. It would be the end of wars as he knew them, and it was his dream from the very beginning
When Szilard approached Einstein for signing the letter, Einstein had no idea about the recent advances in nuclear physics (fission), or the possibility of a nuclear bomb. Szilard explained the situation and got Einstein to sign the letter.

Later in life, he was diagnosed with bladder cancer, and doctors gave him a bad probability of survival. Using his knowledge of radioactive elements and biology, Szilard invented an experimental treatment method to irradiate the cancerous cells using gamma radiation from Cobalt 60 isotope. The doctors warned him that he would die because of the increased radiation, but Szilard persisted. Using this method, he cured his cancer and  made a complete recovery. This method of Radiation therapy has been used ever since to treat some cancers.'


Sunday, December 14, 2014

Grandpa Meets Grandpa


 ...not in person, but in a picture I ran across recently of a portrait of the Jolly family of Anderson, South Carolina taken around 1895. John Andrew Jolly was his name and he doesn't look very grandfatherly since  he was still a teenager when this particular photograph was taken.


The Jolly family of Anderson, SC taken around 1895


John Andrew  Jolly
From Kate Jolly's family Bible
He is the boy shown second to the left with his bicycle. I never knew him; in fact, my Mother hardly did either, since he died when she was three years old. My grandmother was left penniless with 4 little children. What a woman! He passed some of the "genes" along, but it was up to her to provide for and raise the children, all of whom became good, middle class American citizens who raised their own good, middle class Americans, one of whom became a war hero (Charles Mateer) one who became a well known North Carolina Judge (John R. Jolly), and one was a secret service agent (David Jolly).

Not bad for a family that began with so many strikes against them.

On his tombstone was the inscription, "An Honest Man"

Thanks Grandpa. Wish you could have stayed longer.

-Ed



Tuesday, December 09, 2014

Comptometers





 Searching through that old 1947 Snips and Cuts yearbook for my old football heroes, this ad in the back caught my attention.  What the heck was a comptometer?   And I don't remember ever hearing about the "Independence Building" either.

The almost competent research staff here at the CHS54 corporate headquarters in the Myers Towers discovered that the Comptometer was the first commercially successful key-driven mechanical calculator, patented in the USA by Dorr E. Felt in 1887.

Learning how to use the thing wasn't easy, so Comptometer Schools did a booming business for many years.

The Comptometer began to be replaced by electronic calculators around 1966.  But the first ones were expensive, costing over $1,000.  That's in 1966 dollars. That was about the time the first computers were showing up, but those machines cost hundreds of thousands of dollars and were so large that they required almost a complete building to house them.


 Texas Instruments invented the desktop calculator and by the 1970's they were profoundly changing the lives of Americans, and indeed the world. But they were still pricey, $200 was not unusual. By 1972, the prices had plunged to around $25.

I picked up a pocket calculator last week at Staples for $5.  I saw a few smaller ones on sale for a dollar.


Independence Bld

And, I learned that the Independence Building, once the tallest building in North Carolina built in
1909 by J.A. Jones Construction and imploded on September 27, 1981 to make way for 101 Independence Center. It originally had 12 floors but 2 more were added in 1928.

Ain't the Internet wonderful!


-Ed



Sunday, December 07, 2014

The Lady With the Mystic Smile

BB56
It's still hard for me to believe that somebody just paid 4.9 million dollars for a painting by an "artist" named Kazuo Shirago titled BB56.

Which he painted with his feet!

That sure doesn't make any sense to me, but what the Hell, it's the "Art Community" and they've been living on a different planet for a long time.

Art, of course, is very subjective but most will agree that there are certain common sense standards. BB56 defies all of them.


Mona Lisa
Simply put, BB56 ain't no "Mona Lisa."

And as long as we're talking "subjective,"  In my opinion the Mona Lisa...ain't no" Mona Lisa" either!

Say what?

The Mona Lisa is the most famous painting in the world, and some say the greatest ever created.  I disagree. I don't believe it's even one of Leonardo's best.

I'm not the first to say this, but I believe the fact that the painting was once stolen from the Louve is what turned a good, but not exceptional painting, into the most famous in the world.


JFK and French President and first ladies 1963
I saw the Mona Lisa when she came to Washington in 1963 for a couple of weeks. I was surprised at how small it was, and.........yes, it was her....and....well that was about it.

Had I been visiting the Louve and known nothing about the painting I would have stopped for about 15 seconds, looked, and moved on.  I believe that's what most visitors to that famous Paris museum did UNTIL 1911, when an Italian handyman named Vincenzo Peruggia made worldwide headlines by stealing it. His motive was to return it to Italy, where he was praised as a hero.

Suddenly the world was inundated with headlines, pictures and stories about the Da Vinci painting
Leonardo Da Vinci self portrait
that continued for more than 2 years when it was finally recovered.


 Noah Chaney, highly respected author and professor of art history, said,

"If a different one of Leonardo's works had been stolen, then that would have been the most famous work in the world -- not the Mona Lisa," 
"There was nothing that really distinguished it per se, other than it was a very good work by a very famous artist -- that's until it was stolen," he added. "The theft is what really skyrocketed its appeal and made it a household name."

 I agree. Today that would be called the "Kim Kardashian Effect." It's famous, for being famous"


Over the years art experts and others have twisted their brains in knots trying to explain why the Mona Lisa is such a great painting.

Mona or Leo?

"Her eyes seem to follow you as you walk away..." 

Reality Alert!  All portraits of subjects looking "straight on" will do that!


"Look closely at her mysterious almost smile.  Is it, or isn't it?

Some even claim that Mona is really a self portrait of Leonardo himself.


Now, don't get me wrong. This is not a criticism of the great Leonard Da Vinci. Anyway, who am I to do something like that! I'm just saying the Mona Lisa in my opinion is NOT one of his best paintings!
For example:


DaVinci's Last Supper
Mona Kardashian



It just occurred to me that when whatever mind altering drug the poor sap who paid 4.9 million dollars for BB56, wears off,  he might want to consider paying somebody to steal it.

(Not to make it famous; Hell, just to get rid of it!)

-Ed.



“Anyone who conducts an argument by appealing to authority is not using his intelligence; he is just using his memory.”