This edition of The Week That Was is brought to you by Big Shot, the gigantic, power packed, missile cannon on wheels, by Marx!
One year for Christmas, I received a similar toy, a cannon that shot cannonballs, and I spent most of the day shooting the ornaments out of the tree. It magically vanished by the feast of St. Stephen.
This has not been a good week overall. I woke up Wednesday with what turned out to be a UTI, one that my doctor says started several weeks ago based on all the things he saw in my sample. I’m on Cipro twice a day for ten days (this is Day 5). That stuff is wonderful: I feel like I’m back to normal, although I know better and will take all the pills as ordered, and might even get the refill and take those, too. I’ll talk to the doctor tomorrow and see what he says. I found out when I went in that (a) it was his birthday and (b) he’s retiring later this year. I’ll have to break in a whole new doctor next year.
Anyway, here’s the summary for the week.
First, I posted a Battle of the Bands last week, “Battle ‘Got To Get You Into My Life’: Cliff Bennett & The Rabble Rousers vs. Blood, Sweat & Tears.” Turnout was better than it has been; I’m not sure why. I think I’ll do the BotB once a month, on the 15th, for a while and see how that goes. The final score:
Blood, Sweat & Tears: 5
Congratulations to Cliff and the boys, and a pat on the back to David Clayton-Thomas and his boys for a good battle. Tune in August 15 for another edition of Battle of the Bands!
The theme was numbers, which I had done already on a couple of occasions, so I cannibalized those lists and added a few new ones. The topic went especially well, with little overlap between people’s lists.
I re-ran my Two for Tuesday on Lee Ritenour from 2013. Lee and Larry Carlton are guitar heroes of mine.
This week’s one-liner was from Lamebook again and concerned the pronunciation of words borrowed from French. It sparked a lively discussion about the relative difficulty of English versus French and the general difficulties of learning to pronounce words in either language. I heard recently that taking Latin and French simultaneously produces better results in both languages. Had I known that, I might have tried it. The main difference between Latin and French is that you have to learn to speak the latter, although if you read any of the epics by Roman authors, dactylic hexameter works better if you learn how the Romans supposedly spoke.
We could write anything we wanted, but it couldn’t be longer than eleven lines, which I read as eleven sentences. Anyway, I wrote about my recent experiences with GIMP, an open-source image editor that is supposed to be able to do nearly everything that Adobe Photoshop can do, and for a whole lot less (it’s free).
I found the oldest survey that ARSA had on hand, which just happened to be from WSBC, a Chicago radio station that shared the 1240 AM frequency with two other stations until 1998 and is still going strong, broadcasting from the Jefferson Park neighborhood on the Northwest side. WSBC had hired the first African American disk jockey in radio history, and he was the person who compiled the survey for October 16, 1948. I had to make it a Top 10 minus one, as one of the records was so obscure I couldn’t find it on YouTube, the first time that’s ever happened.
The prompt was “organ,” and while I might have talked about the condition for which I’m taking Cipro, I decided instead to talk about church life and the misadventures of having our Chicago parish merged with another and the reaction of the elderly organist when he learned that the renovations to the old church did not include an overhaul of the instrument in the choir loft. It also sparked a lively discussion that managed to attract a comment from my dear Aunt Jinx, Uncle Jack’s (and my mother’s) sister. Both of them told me that a number of other parishes in Chicago have been merged, no doubt learning from the mistakes they (and we) made, since ours was the first. The comments were great, and when you have some time, I encourage you to read them.
I’m not planning any great departure from what things are like around here. You might see some changes to the artwork, if I can get my act together and create some new stuff. Tomorrow’s topic has been chosen (thanks to Uncle Jack), I’m going through my Two for Tuesdays to choose one that hasn’t been heard in a while. I have my one-liner for Wednesday, and I apologize in advance for the mild profanity. Waiting for prompts for Thursday and Saturday, and to see what ARSA suggests on Friday.
- Uncle Jack Connelly
- Mike G
- Michelle (Naila Moon)
- Cathy Keisha
- Mary M
- Richmond Road
- Mama Kat
- Ally Bean
- Aunt Jinx Kotowski
- Anyone who I missed
- Everyone who left a “like.”
And that’s it for this edition of The Week That Was. See you in the funny papers!