Thirty Days Of Dougie III – Day 14: Things I Remember

Thirty Days of Dougie III – Day 14: Things I Remember
December 9, 2013

“A long time forgotten, with dreams that fell by the way
the life I thought I’d have ain’t what I’m living today
but I can’t complain of the bad time or things gone wrong
I just think about the good times I’ve had and all the good times to come.”

My apologies to Waylon Jennings (RIP) for distorting his lyrics to suit my mood, but that song (“Good Hearted Woman”) is on my mind and I just felt like writing / saying it. It’s now early on a Monday morning. My plans for today were (are) to get out there and turn in applications, go do the Food Lion thing for the Food Bank, go take care of some personal business that may or may not get me paid a few hundred bucks and chill with my BFF later tonight. A full and productive day to be sure, but as usual around here, the plans I made and the way things are turning out are not quite the same thing. I don’t drive, due to stupidity in my younger days (don’t ask) and generally have to depend upon others for rides to here, there and anywhere else. It sucks, but that’s the reality of things and I’m used to it.

So all weekend, I’m making plans to go out early, before I have to go do Food Lion, and turn in some apps. I’ve got a few leads on a couple of places where I’m pretty sure, if I can get there and get the applications turned in, I’ll stand a good chance of being hired. I’ve discussed this with my main ride and it’s all set. Until I get up this morning and she tells me that she has to take this person here and that person there and then she’ll come back and we can do what I need to do. What? I’m used to being third or fourth on the priority list when it comes to things around here. My two oldest siblings are disabled and their physical and psychological conditions require that they come first. Well, that and the fact that they don’t mind asking / demanding to be a top priority and are kind of spoiled. Sad, but true. I’m the stubborn one who won’t ask for anything unless it’s my final option and I don’t have a choice. I prefer to do things on my own or else not do them. I don’t ask for help, I don’t ask for money, I don’t ask for rides, etc.
And it’s come back to bite me in the ass many times because of this.

But be that as it may, that’s how I am and how I always have been and always will be. And today, instead of being out turning in applications and taking care of business as I should be, I’m stuck here at the house just waiting. So I’ve changed things up. Make a phone call at 9am and take care of my personal business as best I can. Sit around here and wait until 11:00 to go do the Food Lion thing. Go to the places I need to go this afternoon and turn in those apps and then later this evening, do the chillin’ thing with my friend. Things still get done, but it takes much longer and I have to wait. I hate waiting. Grrrrrrrrr.

So since I’m sitting here, I may as well work on my continuing series, “Thirty Days of Dougie III” and do the Day 14 episode. Yeah, why the heck not. So what topic should I discuss today? How about the red-headed wooppecker who’s just outside my window eating at the bird-feeder? Heh heh! Nah, I couldn’t write about the bird for two reasons. The first is that he’s aleady flown away. The other reason is that everytime I say “pecker”, I laugh. Yeah, I have the mind sometimes of a ten year old. I admit it. So let’s find something else.

Remember that green ketchup that came out a couple of years ago? Did you like it? I think there was a whole assortment of different colors. I remember the red (traditional), green and purple. It was kind of cool, but kind of weird too. I wonder if they still make that stuff or would it be considered an “epic fail”? I bought a couple of bottles, but in the end, I think most people just preferred the traditional red ketchup. There are some things that you just don’t mess with and ketchup is one of those things.

Speaking of things you don’t mess with, you don’t tug on Superman’s cape, you don’t spit in the wind. You don’t pull the mask off the ol’ Lone Ranger and you don’t mess around with Jim.

Okay, I had a brain fart and forgot just that quickly what exactly I was going to say. So when in doubt, use song lyrics and those lyrics, from “Bad Bad Leroy Brown”, have been bouncing around in my head for several days. So there you go. You’re welcome!

I guess it’s time to get this thing wrapped up and that means time to quit rambling and find a real topic. And since I’ve already brought it up in a way by talking about the green ketchup, I think I’ll do a “Top 5” list (maybe more) of things that I remember from my past that you can’t find anymore. Wow, isn’t that random… lol. Yeah, I think that will work because there are several things already coming up in my mind even as I type this.

Memories…

Who else remembers “Pearl” beer? It came out in the early-to-mid seventies and ZZ Top endorsed it. I also think that David Allen Coe mentioned it in one of his songs, “If That Ain’t Country”. But as quickly as it came on the scene, it vanished. What the heck happened? I never even got a chance to drink any of it, but my Mom and our neighbors from downstairs when we lived in Raleigh (Quail Ridge Apartments – I was 7) certainly did. I remember it was an off-white can (pearl white?) and they (the neighbors, my oldest brother) drank quite a bit of it. But that’s all I remember. I wonder if they still make it anywhere? Time to hit up Wikipedia and find out. Be rightback.

Okay, Pearl Brewing Company was a big deal for a long, long time, but internal family struggles resulted in the company being merged with Pabst Blue Ribbon and eventually fading away. Pearl is still available in parts of Texas and Oklahoma, but so far as being a national brand goes, it just isn’t happening anymore. Damn!

Okay, the next thing is called “Matilda Bay” and it was a malt beverage that came out in the mid to late 80’s and was like a wine cooler, but it came in the square box with the tab. As I remember, it tasted kind of like cough syrup to me and was like an early version of Zima. It was definitely an acquired taste, but at the time I was drinking it (early 90’s), it was one that I kind of liked. I’d get my box of Matilda Bay, get a 12 pack of Natural Lights and be a happy camper. Good memories and good days.

And now, to prove that I’m not just a drunk or alcoholic (no matter what the people at the NCDMV might think), here’s a memory of something from my very early childhood that hasn’t been on TV, to the best of my knowledge, for at least 40 years, but I remember it well. Picture a frog named Freddie. An owl named Charlie. A Southern Belle Hippo named Henrietta. And two humans named Doug and Emmy Jo.

Yeppers, I’m talking about the “New Zoo Revue”. And according to Wikipedia, even though the show only made episodes from 1972 – 1977, it’s still out there in syndication and still on the air. Wow! I did not know that.

Anyhow, what the show was is a children’s show where they dealt with topics such as vanity, honesty, moving away, patience, etc, generally with song and dance and a happy ending. It was a cool show for kids and thinking back, the characters (Freddie, Henrietta, Charlie) were actually pretty well thought out and full / complete characters despite being portrayed by actors in giant puppet suits. Good memories and good times.

And two trivia items. The two main human characters, Doug and Emmy Jo, were married in real life and are still together, living in Las Vegas. They own a production company and make children’s programming and PSA’s. And Chuck Woolery, the iconic game show host, was a semi-regular on this show as an actor, portraying the character of Mr. Dingle, an elderly shopkeeper and jack of all trades. That’s pretty cool as well and not something that I’d expect of Mr. Love Connection.

One more and I’ll quit. Remember “Stretch Armstrong” – the action figure for young boys that could stretch. That was so cool and awesome. Of course, eventually he would be stretched too far and rip open, exposing some nasty insides that were probably toxic waste (just my assumption). The figures themselves looked kind of like a cross between He-Man and Brock Lesnar and that whole stretchy-arm thing… that was neat.

I’m quitting now because I have to go get ready for Food Lion. I just glanced the clock and I need to kick it into gear. Time is NOT on my side today. So I’m out of here for now. Have a great one, my friends and I’ll catch you on the flip side. Thanks for reading.

Ubuntu!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.