No Cartoons...I Don't want to grow up...

   If growing up means you have to give away your love for cartoons, games and fun, especially CARTOONS....Well as the Sopranos would say forgetaboutit.

   I mean were in the world would we be without imagination, dreams and fun.  **shudder** I wouldn't even want to think about it. It is truly the stuff of nightmares.

    Wait... even nightmares require imagination...Don't they???

   Let's ask Steven King the 'King of nightmares'. I know his books have given me a lot of them.

   “Hey, Steven, You know about causing nightmares. How do you do it?”
   “Description begins in the writers' imagination, but finishes in the reader's“ Steven King.

   Well I guess we wouldn't even have nightmares in a world without imagination, or at least not the kind of nightmares we like to have. (Is that an oxymoron...)

   I remember as a kid that no matter what the week was like, Saturday morning cartoons could make you forget it and be happy for awhile. Saturday was the only day I liked getting up early. I would even set the alarm so I could get to the television before my brothers did, so I could pick the channel. (yeah, we lived in the stone-age when there was only ONE television in the house.)

  All 3 channels, yes that's right THREE, had cartoons from 7:30 to Noon. Cartoons not live action shows, those were for after school. Then at noon the dad's would take over with the sport shows. Of course there were cartoons during the week, but never 4 hours of them.

   There was an almost endless parade of your favorites. Bugs and Daffy, The Road Runner, Atom Ant,  Aqua Man, Yogi and BooBoo.

   And you can't forget  The Jetsons, The Flintstones,I mean where else could you go from the Stone-age to the the Space-age in one hour.



  Then in later years you had Scooby Doo, Batman, Josie and the Pussycats, Hong Kong Phooey, Dastardly and Muttley, The Smurfs and lot of others.

   I even got to see Pebbles and Bamm Bamm grow up and get their own show.



   What could be better... curled up with a blanket in your favorite spot on the sofa or floor with a cold bowl of cereal, and all the bright colors from the screen the only light to be seen. All was right with your world then.
 
   Besides how else where you going to decide what you wanted for Christmas and your birthday if you didn't get to see the commercials. Saturday morning was necessary.

   Yes, Saturday morning cartoon may have been the start of the weekend, but “The Wonderful World of Disney” was the weekends last hurrah.

   But that is another post...

Can you find your favorites?

 

   Heavens to murgatroid...That's a lot of cartoons.

Arizona Slot Canyon Mud

   I found this picture on the National Geographic photo page. Click here to check it out.

   Now I know why young children eat mud. Even I would have to try a taste if I was there. Of course I am a huge Chocoholic.

   Okay I can't stand it... I have got to check out the kitchen for anything chocolate NOW!!!! (Runs to kitchen throws open doors and tosses everything out....) Where did I put that chocolate....

 

Early Warning...I might be off for awhile...

  Just thought I would give you all a heads up. I am not abandoning the blog world and all my old, as well as new friends. But if I disappear for awhile, I will be back.

   With all the hospital trips (3 for him, 2 for me) in the last couple of months, we are running a little long on expenses. So if I can't convince the our internet provider to give us a little break, they will turn it off before our next payday at the first of the month.

   So if I don't see you around; just know I am missing you all and counting the days until I'm back on.

   Oh yes, does anyone out there have a spell I can cast over the bills to make them disappear, or at least shrink???

   I seem to be flooded with them lately. Thank goodness I learned to swim when I was a younger. Come to think of it a boat might be in order too.

Now where did I put those life-jackets?

Drawing by Pamela Jo

And the Winner is....

   Once again we where at our home away from home....the hospital. Since I don't have a wireless tablet or laptop or internet smart phone, I am totally cut off from all my fellow bloggers. Jack keeps saying he wants to get me one, but on a very limited income that is a luxury we can not afford. But we are back now...I hope for quite awhile...so I have written a short story for you to read. I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know how it is and if I could improve on it. Thank you very much for staying with me through out our up and downs.


And the Winner is....

   They only thought they had outgrown us. That they had left us behind with all the other superstitions. But we were there; just under the surface the whole time. Love and Hate are the two sides of the coin of life. There can never be one with out the other. But we are working to flip the coin to our side once and for all.

   We are the Gods and Goddesses of War.
 
   We have had many names, some well known, some not. Who has not heard the names Ares, Athena, Mars, and Seth, just to name a few. But our names from Babylonian, Assyrian, Mayan, and Aztec times are all but forgotten. The names of Erra, Ashur, Ah Chuy Kak, and Camaxtli are little known in today's world.

   We have worked tirelessly through out history trying many ways to come on top. But there was always someone there to remind people of the good side of man.

   The God of love has many names himself and many helpers. They are always there thwarting our attempts to rule the world of man.

   We can not win the battle face to face. That lesson has been learned well. So how do we win? There has been many a gathering dedicated to this problem until Ictinike came up with the solution...

   The way to win was to not have to face of the God of love. And how do we do that? By using the cover of love and protection to our advantage. We use the fact that the one God of love is known by many names to many people.

   We make man think he is protecting others from hate and intolerance. Because it may upset and cause anguish to the others; man will then forbid one group of the God of love's helpers from speaking out if another group is present. If no one is allowed to speak of love and acceptance, then the emotions of hate, intolerance, and evil will be able to rule. The coin will flip to our side and bury the other side at last.

   Yes, that is the way we will win the battle. We will rule the world and no one will be any the wiser.

©2011 Pamela Jo