#1LinerWeds from Julia Cameron #JusJoJan

Mary found this on Facebook and passed it along. If you’ve read The Artist’s Way, you know Julia Cameron says things like this a lot.

One-Liner Wednesday is brought to you each week by Linda Hill and this station. During January, it’s also part of the Just Jot It January blogfest, which ends today, and many thanks to Linda for hosting it. Now a word about Pure gasoline. Be sure with Pure!

We still have a Pure station here in the Atlanta area, and I’m sure there are others.

Scrumdillyishus! #JusJoJan

The last official prompt for Just Jot It January 2018 has been supplied by Judy Martin, who runs an eponymous blog that everyone should read and probably follow faithfully, as I do. Her contribution is


Scrumptious is another way of saying delicious, as in red and golden Delicious apples. You’ll notice that I used red and yellow to display the word for today, for that very reason. I went over to Wikipedia to read up on the apples, and was overwhelmed by the amount of information that was there. Just reading the discussion of the red variety was like drinking from a fire hose. And then, looking at the discussion for the Golden Delicious, I find out that they really aren’t closely related to one another. Kind of like third cousins, twice removed or something. (And please, let’s not go down the genealogy path.)

Anyway, I went to YouTube to see if I could find any songs with “scrumptious” in them, and discovered that most of them were songs by rappers who used the word to describe a woman’s backside. So I abandoned that path. I also looked for any of the Dairy Queen “Dennis the Menace” commercials that featured the word “scrumpdillyishus” (a synonym of sorts), and couldn’t find any. I even checked Dairy Queen’s website, and couldn’t find “scrumpdillyishus” or “scrumptious” there either, but I did discover that they are new the folks that run Orange Julius, one of my favorite drinks. Sadly, every Dairy Queen that I knew of in my area has closed. One was converted into a Del Taco, the other has shut down and is disintegrating, despite the sign on it that says that a Chinese restaurant is coming soon. Somehow, I don’t think that’s gonna happen.

Fantastik! #JusJoJan

My buddy J-Dub, who blogs at J-Dub’s Grin And Bear It, came up with the next-to-last prompt for this year’s Just Jot It January.


Now, it would be easy to go to the dictionary and look up the meaning of the word, but let’s face it: I’ve never been one to color inside the lines, and I ain’t gonna start now. Let’s start with a commercial…

I grew up watching a lot of TV, as you probably already know, and my favorite shows were the game shows, like Jeopardy!, Wheel Of Fortune, The Price Is Right, Password, The Match Game, and Let’s Make A Deal. During the summer, I’d work my afternoon schedule around them, sometimes sitting in front of the TV, in my underwear, watching the morning game shows, getting dressed when the soap operas started, and getting back in front of the TV in time for the afternoon shows.

Now that I think of it, the game shows were little more than filler between commercials. In a typical thirty-minute game show, commercials took almost fifteen minutes, and of the rest of the time, descriptions of the products, including who manufactured them and from where they were obtained, took another five minutes. And if you’re talking The Price Is Right or Let’s Make A Deal, the whole damn show was commercials. Hey, the time was paid for by the household-product companies like Lever Brothers, Colgate-Palmolive, Johnson Wax, Drackett, and Procter & Gamble, what did you expect? Those companies also sponsored the soap operas, which got their name how? By being sponsored by ther makers of Tide, Wisk, Dash, and the other laundry detergent companies.

Not that I minded. Watching the commercials was fun and kind of educational. I heard all about the latest trends in cleaning and about all the new packaged food items that were available. I went to the store for my mother almost daily, and I’d spend some of the time seeking out and reading the packages, boxes and cans for the products. What was really interesting was that, looking at the ingredients for the cleaning products, they were pretty much exactly the same. What differentiated them was the ad campaigns, the way the products were marketed. Why does someone buy Mr. Clean over Top Job or Janitor in a Drum, or Glo-Coat over AeroWax?

My business degree was in Production and Operations Management. I think I should have majored in Marketing. Chicago was where many of the advertising compamies were based. Hmmm….

By the way, Spiegel, where so many of the glamorous gifts given away by the game shows came from, is based in Chicago. There’s no Spiegel store, though; they sold everything through their glamorous catalog. Later in life, I met a guy who worked for Spiegel. Turns out Spiegel is a warehouse in the meat-packing area north of the Chicago Stockyards. Did you say you thought that blouse smelled funny?

“Once a king, always a king; once a queen, always a queen; but once a knight is enough.” #JusJoJan

We’re headed into the last four days of the 2018 Just Jot It January blogfest, and today’s word comes to us from Leta Hawk, who blogs over at Hawk’s Happenings.


The movie Monty Python and the Holy Grail was just chockful of knights. You had the Knights Who Say “Ni!”…

… and the Black Knight…

… and the French knights…

… and, of course, the Knights of the Round Table…

The Knights of Columbus is a Catholic organization dedicated to service and fun. Basically, the Knights are to the Catholic Church what the Shriners are to the Masons. In fact, one of the reasons the Knights were formed was because Catholics couldn’t be Masons and thus couldn’t be Shriners. The Catholic Church and the Masons have been fighting this battle for years, with both claiming the other is evil with little or no explanation as to why. I mean, I know lots of Shriners from my piping days and they seem all right to me. In any event, my great-grandfather (my mother’s mother’s father) was a Knight, with a sword and sash and everything. My brother had his sword, I have his sash and prayerbook. The Knights are kind of a big deal in our parish and most of the parishes around here. I have no desire to join, but I always buy a couple of Tootsie Rolls to support their fundraising efforts, and because I like Tootsie Rolls.

As I was waking up this morning, I thought of a conversation my dad and I had when I was about 6. Dad loved Pepsi, which in those days came in bottles. During Passover, they would stamp the bottlecaps with “KP,” indicating that Pepsi was Kosher for Passover. I didn’t understand that back then, so I asked him, “Dad, what does KP mean on the botlecaps?” Without missing a beat, he told me “That’s for Knights of Pepsi.” Eventually he told me what it really meant, but hey, Knights of Pepsi worked for me.

When All Else Fails… #socs #JusJoJan

… play some music! Five songs with movement in them. The last two, of course, are dance tunes.

Eric Clapton with Jeff Beck, “Shake Your Money Maker”

Fats Domino, “I’m Walkin'”

David Geddes, “Run Joey Run”

Van McCoy, “The Hustle”

Artie Shaw, “Begin The Beguine”

Stream of Consciousness Saturday is brought to you each week by Linda Hill and this station. Linda also brings us Just Jot It January every year. Now here’s Linn Burton for Bert Weinman Ford, 3535 North on Ashland Avenue.

Linn Burton was a Chicago institution, the last of the live commercial pitchmen.