What happens is that you sit in front of your computer and think of strange things to write about. Nothing that would interest anyone reading my blog, but of interest to only the writer…namely me. So, if ya wanna bail out, go ahead, as if I give a rats ass.
Ya see, today’s blog I wrote strictly to amuse myself. Because, as I said, when a bloggers mind turns to mush, that’s what most writers do. I’m no exception.
Which left me with three choices:
Blinded by the light,
Wrapped up like a “noose” another rumor in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a “deuce,”
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
dressed up like a “douche,”
in the middle of night
Alas, because, my other half has labeled me a perv, (obsession with boobs) I settled for the “douche” explanation as to what Manfred Mann says in that song.
Um, don’t bother telling me what it actually is, I already know ya dummies. Ya think I’m stoopid. I checked it out. It’s “goose.”
Then moved on.
So, strangely enough what else came into my mind as I was aimlessly searching for something to write about, and found nothing, was “Sadie Hawkins Day.”
Why? Haven’t a damn clue. How the hell do I know how my mind works. My shrink can’t even figure it out. So why should I try.
So, you can either find out what “Sadie Hawkins Day” is, and was, or say, “screw it” and go read someone elses blog. Your choice.
First, a beautiful photo of Sadie Hawkins herself.
Yes, I’m well aware that Sadie herself was a prize catch. If you doubt that, you need to listen to “If You Wanna Be Happy,” by Jimmy Soul. (below) and pay strict attention to the line, “Yeah, but she sure can cook,” then you’ll understand.
Now, as to the origins of “Sadie Hawkins Day.”
Sooooo, what was Pappy’s plan? Perhaps realizing that Sadie was a dog and run off to Boston and become, “Big Papi”, play baseball, and make lots of money, return to “Dogpatch,” where they lived, and hire a plastic surgeon to do over Sadie. Possibly.
So there ya have it. How “Sadie Hawkins Day” came into being.
Now I mentioned all this today, not only because my mind was indeed mush, but because I kinda felt sorry for many women out there that do not have the attributes to attract men. Namely good looks, a killer body, boobs, and perhaps lots of moolah.
Then again, lots of cash might do the trick. Just a guess on my part after observing Clippers owner Donald Sterling and his hot looking girlfriend. There is of course Mrs. Sterling, who may be or is presently filing for a divorce, and who, has lots of cash, (part owner of the Clippers) and even though she’s up in years, think of the benefits guys. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
If that’s not an option for you, then perhaps you might have a “Pappy” that you can turn to that could possibly originate a “Sadie Hawkins Day” in your town, ya might wanna give it a shot.
However, there is one alternative. Al Capp not only drew the “Little Abner” strip and created such characters as, Mammy Yokum, Daisy Mae, Little Abner, Dick Tracy and a bunch of other characters, but he also created a neat animal called a Shmoo. (photo below)
So what could ya do with a Shmoo? Well just about anything.
A Shmoo was a creature that lived to please you. So, if ya wanted a ham sandwich, which was the case for most people in Dogpatch, the Shmoo would become a ham sandwich.
And, rather than get snagged into running in the annual “Sadie Hawkins Day” race and get “snagged” for life, I’m assuming you could possibly convince a Shmoo to become a beautiful woman. Not sure on that one, but if I were in Dogpatch, I’d sure as hell give it a shot.
However, for a more detailed explanation of what a Shmoo can do, please watch this educational video presentation.
Hmmm. Well, maybe a Shmoo can’t turn itself into a woman. Which basically means that if you ARE snagged into running in the annual “Sadie Hawkins Day” race, and you get caught, um, you’re screwed.
But, that said, all is not lost. (refer back to Jimmy Soul’s song.)
In conclusion, now that I’ve got all that mush stuff outta my brain, I promise to return to my usual nonsense tomorrow.
Providing of course Shmoos are still not on my mind.
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