Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Dear Madame Zoltar

 







Hello, my chilled children! How are you?  Guess which way our temperatures are headed? Today I noticed some dead leaves blowing around.  A harbinger of things to come.  At least I don't have to rake up the leaves.  I leave that to Junior and Señor Zanza.  Men are good for more than just one thing.  (Not a whole lot, but more than one.)  The fellow who owns the home across the street from ours has a Norway Maple in his front yard.  A mature one.  When his tree drops its leaves, they're like roofing shingles, thousands of them.  If he didn't rake them up, his small house would be buried. He can't afford to play the waiting game in the hope that the wind will take care of most of the job.  He's out there regularly during the fall, raking, always raking.  

Our valiant and audacious Green Bay Packers took care of the Kansas City Chiefs handily on Monday night.  Next up:  the San Francisco 49ers, at Frisco, this Sunday, October 4, at 3:25 PM  The Packers will mash the 49ers into a ball of Rice-A-Roni, "the San Francisco treat."

As far as the Irregulars Fantasy Football League, I have no idea as I forgot to check on them last week.  I'll get to them as soon as I finish this blog.  Hopefully, I can give you weekly updates from then on.

Someone forwarded a piece of email my way today.  It's a small part of Mr. Mayor Dickert's deposition in the big lawsuit against the city:


The highlighted part reads. "Q  Did you read the newspaper?
                                         A  No. I don't read the newspaper.
                                         Q  You don't read the newspaper?
                                         A  No."

I'm kind of surprised that Mr. Mayor doesn't read the Journal Times.  He's written commentary pieces for the paper in the past.  Is it a good idea, as mayor, to not read the local newspaper?  Does the Journal Times know about this?  Does anyone believe that Mr. Mayor "Lying John" is telling the truth?  How could such a vain man not read about himself in the local press?  As soon as the Journal Times got a new publisher, he teamed with Mr. Mayor to create a facsimile of some sort of "Ten Year Plan."  But Mr. Mayor "Lying John" didn't read it? He always said the plan was in his head and perhaps Mr. Mayor was afraid to see what they found in there.

I don't know about you, but I'm kind of sad that the summer is over.  I feel like I didn't participate in enough events.  There's so much going on in the Racine area in the summer, that it's hard to choose sometimes which activity to attend or participate in.

Did anybody go to Party on the Pavement?  How was it?  It's usual y a good time.

And it's time for me to wrap this up.  Thank you so much for reading my blog today.  I welcome everybody and anybody to jump on the Zoltar bandwagon.  I make a lot of noise.  That's to wake the dead.  Many of them still go to work and their homes in Racine.

Is Mr. Mayor illiterate? Ask: MadameZarolt@jtirregulars.com 

Enjoy the cool, crisp weather.  Say good-bye to summer and hello to autumn.  The days grow shorter.  Grab what you can.  Watch out for school buses and kids.  And don't forget to watch out for yourself.

7 comments:

Tender Heart Bear said...

Madame- For fantasy football you are in second place, Drew has first place.

I did not get to go to Party on the Pavement my son, his girlfriend and the grandkids came down here. My son and his girlfriend went to the Garth Brooks concert and we watched the grandkids.

kkdither said...

I have never gone to party on the pavement. When I'm not forced to be in a large group of people, I enjoy the quiet time alone. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, Madame. Are you having your annual Oct. 31st party this year? You invite such interesting guests. Please remember me.

OKIE said...

I looked at your weather and all I can say is, brrr. We are in the 80's today and then down into the 70's for a while.

Madame as always, thank you for your blog.

Tricky Dicky said...

Johnny Can't Read! - Don Henley:

Football, baseball, basket ball games
Drinkin bear, kickin ass and takin down names
With the top down, get-a-round, shootin the line
Summer is here and johnnys feelin fine

But johnny can't read
Summer is over and he's gone to seed
Johnny can't read
He never learned nothin' that he'll ever need

Well, johnny can dance and johnny can love
Johnny can push and johnny can shove
Johnny can hang out; johnny can talk tough
Johnny can get down and johnny can throw up

But johnny can't read
Summer is over and he's gone to seed
(you know that), johnny can't read
He never learned nothin that he'll ever need
Well, is it teacher's fault oh no!
Is it mommy's fault oh no!
Is it society's fault oh no!
Well is it johnny's fault ohhhhh nooooo!

Couple years later, johnny's on the run
Johnny got confused and he bought himself a gun
Well, he went and did something that he shouldn't
Oughta done
F.B.I on his tail
Use a gun-go to jail
But johnny can't read
Summer is over and he's gone to seed
(you know that), johnny can't read
He never learned nothin that he'll ever need
Well is is teacher's fault oh no
Is it mommie's fault oh no
Is it the president's fault oh no
Well is it johnny's fault ohhhhh nooooo!

Johnny can dance and johnny can love
Johnny can push and johnny can shove
Johnny can pinball; johnny can talk tough
Johnny can get down and johnny can throw up

Well, recess is over
Recess is over!

Sitcoms, t.&a.
Johnny's mind is blown away
Cop shows, horror flicks
Johnny's brain is full of Vicks
Rock show, video
Boob tube, rubik's cube
King Cool, Sunday school
Ten Frames, gobble games
Wocka wocka wocka
There's a new kid in town...

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VYEm76840Yo

OrbsCorbs said...

There's a great gift idea for lying John: a subscription to the Journal Times. Or maybe the city could score a grant to pay for a daily paper.

In the meantime, if the Journal Times isn't good enough for our mayor, then it's not good enough for me. Show your support for lying John by not reading the paper.

lizardmom said...

I saw the flying leaves too. Pretty soon our trees will be bare. Time for a hot chocolate and a warm blanket!

OrbsCorbs said...

OMG, where are my manners?

Thank you, Madame Zoltar, for another fine blog.