My sister had a little friend when she was around 4. Her name was Renatta but we all called her 'Poohy'. Her and my sister would leave the house in the bright summer morning clean and with shoes and little ribbons in their hair. At the end of the day they would both come home - shoeless, grubby, no ribbons, pants filled with pooh, and dragging home whatever animal dead or alive they could trap and/or kill. It was horrifying to me because I had NO IDEA what kind of summer day they had had and I didn't WANT to know. Once I got in her way at the end of a long days adventure and she pushed me into the rose bushes like I was nothing. ME! That's how a kid named 'Poohy' can influence you. I once heard my Dad suggest they just dress them both in potatoe sacks and be done with it but my Mom thought the neighbors would think we were poor which was stupid because it was a military base and we were all the same AND the the legend of Kim and 'Poohy' had already spread throughout the land. I have seen this picture of this little Mongol girl many times and I always think of 'Poohy'.
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.