Fred the Bear
Bear trainer Johnny Welde and Fred the grizzly share an intimate moment at the Southern New Mexico State Fairground near Las Cruces.
[SFGate]
I swear…
the more I read about this person, the more I’m convinced I’m reading (a MUCH MUCH nicer version of) me.
“I’m really looking forward to the final Harry Potter book. I’m instituting a media lockdown in the days to come – I’m determined not to read any spoilers or find out ahead of time. We’ve got a pact in the office…we’re all going to be careful. My copy is set to arrive in the morning, and I’ll spend the day reading. I had an invitation to go and line up, but I know I’d just end up reading all night long and be tired and crabby the next day.”
[http://www.lectio.ca/2007/07/wednesday.html]
and apparently she’s talking Fred into things…
“Also, I got a registration confirmation email for the 3-Day Novel Writing Contest. I’m trying to talk Fred into signing up, too. C’mon, Fred! It’ll be fun!”
search term
“convention for people named fred” found my site today. I WANT TO GO, TOO!!!
Can’t you just picture it? 500 people wearing those name tags that say:
fredlet: the next generation
No, I’m not knocked up.
When I moved over to WordPress, I killed off my blogger blog… and now it has a new owner!
(Eden said her old feed reader suddenly filled up with fredlet stuff that “wasn’t fredlet”.)
Anyhoo, go over and all say hi to the new Fredlet
Fredericksburg, TX
as seen from the front seat mom’s car as they were driving to Texas.
the daily drivel
the daily drivel: “so here we are at the old folks breakfast place, (no, not IHOP, International House Of old People, but a place called FREDS, a subsidary of IHOP, whereas, big sister regaled us with stories of hookers in the hotels of new york!! “
Wait.
How is it that I missed out on going to a pancake house named FRED’S?
I need to take fish oil or something
or maybe just do the logical thing of having pencil and paper handy AT ALL TIMES.
I’ve lost several deep thoughts/snarky rants/blog entries over the past dew days. Some were inevitably lost in the time period of having the thought then dropping off to sleep at night.
Some were lost by seeing shiny things… (Oooohhh shiny things….)
And some were just losing the thread in my train-wreck of thought.
And I think I have made an important discovery…
Recently I met up with someone I went to Jr High and High School with named Fred…but not really. He went to the same schools, he lived 2 blocks away from me, he even hung out with the guy next door to us in the duplex we inhabited for several years…but I never really met him til I got to hang out with him recently.
The good thing is that we had no frame of reference to each other vis à vis high school except for peripheral events and people. So, I don’t have the inevitable teenage moments of humiliation/angst/what have you attached.
Voila!
A non icky memory of being a teenager.
Cool, non?
Cats and Dogs
Cats and Dogs: “There is no big surprise about what cat names are popular. Top favorites include Kitty, Smokey, and Tiger. Socks, Fluffy and Midnight are common also. One owner named his cat ‘Eleven Fifty Nine’ because it was not quite as black as midnight. Often cats do not have names at all because they respond just as well to ‘Cat’ as demonstrated by Audrey Hepburn in the movie Breakfast at Tiffany’s. In Pajama Game the cat was named, what else, P.J. And in Bell, Book and Candle the witch, Gillian Holroyd played by Kim Novak), calls her cat Pyewacket (played by Simba), a name from old English legends about the nether world.
What about pet fish, you ask? From my research I have found that the most popular names for goldfish are Jaws, Goldie and Fred. No kidding.”
well, hell. Fort Worth is in Dallas.
WIL WHEATON DOT NET:dallas report
“I met up with a few people outside the hotel, and drove to the convention hall which was actually in Plano. I mention that it was in Plano because some of the other actors were dangerously close to complaining that the show was not actually in Dallas, but was in a suburb. I didn’t see what the BFD was, but apparently some of their fans went looking for something in Dallas last year, and couldn’t find it because it was in Plano. I asked, but nobody knew if those people who couldn’t find it have figured out how to bang the rocks together since then.”
You know the same phenomena occurs in California… Irvine is in L.A., Burbank is in L.A., San Jose is in S.F., Oakland… well, Oakland is Oakland. What’s so freakin’ different about Plano being in Dallas?
Dallas actually covers something like 47.3% of the state of Texas anyway (a fact that a lot of people NOT from Dallas have issues with that, I can assure you.)
(You know, sometimes I read Wil’s blog and thing to myself what a nice guy he is… and that I’m just total scum. But then I get over it and dig on the fact that he listens to Fred on XM all the time just like me.)
