When I was a kid there was one book that I carried around with me and felt a real spiritual connection with - Harold and the Purple Crayon by Crockett Johnson first published in 1955. Its the story of Harold a brave resourceful little guy in his jammies who recreates his world and fantasies with is omnicient purple crayon. One of the websites summed it up this way and I am in total agreement...
This is what best represents my concept of creativity, innovation, and the continual fascination with finding new things out about a very odd world and the people who live in it.
Like Harold I never really could seem to sleep where I was left when I was little. In fact my mother would often find my crib empty and me curled up on the floormat in the bathroom. As I got older I would build a nightly tent out of my blankets. With my flashlight and litte transistor radio I would entertain myself until I eventually fell asleep. As an adult I still need to read something and listen to talk radio before I can fall asleep. And how can you NOT love a little bald guy in jammies who likes NINE different kind of pies...one of which you KNOW is HUCKLEBERRY.
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.