We have a number of visiting cats daily.

They come for the half-and-half my mother pours into a dish on her porch. I have counted 4 different animals to date and expect others to eventually find her porch and frequent it as well.

Today is International Cat Day. It is meant to celebrate the feline companion animal which has been a pet of man since ancient times.

They were even worshipped as gods in Egypt.

It is said that cats are independent, adventurous, inquisitive, have a set of amazingly expressive facial features — as well as the power to heal by themselves — usually.

Cats are carnivores. They eat meat as a preference. They are typically small furry mammals but some species do grow to be quite large.

Since August 3, 2020 International Cat Care are the leading cat welfare charity and they became responsible for International Cat Day. Since 1958, they have challenged cruelty, ignorance, and misunderstanding in an effort to improve the existence of cats. It is estimated that there are 600 million cats upon the Earth and that half of these are thought to be unowned.

Now, when the democrats finish giving the United States of America to China like the coward payola seeking creepers they are the Chinese will likely begin consuming all the cats here as they do in their own misbegotton country for quite a long time now.

The Chinese love cats. They think they're delicious. They don't have the market cornered on felines as food, either. A lot of Asian people as well as other nationalities eat them. I however, will never do so. Happy International Cat Day democrats. Your masters the Chinese will get here soon enough. It would appear that the cat is a highly sought black market food item in more countries than you might imagine.

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James Ambrose Johnson Jr whose stage name was Rick James died on this day in 2004 as the result of lifestyle habits for which he apparently had no control.

Soon after my departure from the Navy I was known to listen to some of his music occasionally. My musical tastes are something which has continually evolved and some of the black people among my friends at that time were surprised to hear his music coming across my Pioneer car stereo tape deck. My favorite song by him was "Superfreak".

My favorite performance by him was on the Chapelle Show's Charlie Murphy's True Hollywood Stories featuring "I'm Rick James, bitch" where he admonished the world regarding the fact that "Cocaine is a hell of a drug".

He was born February 1, 1948 in Buffalo, New York.
He died August 6, 2004 at age 56 in Los Angeles, California.

He was AKA Ricky Matthews.

His claims to fame were singer, musician, record producer, and dancer.

He was known for vocals and playing the bass guitar, the keytar, drums, and various percussion instruments.

His musical sets were typically in the genres of R&B, soul, funk, rock, disco, doo-wop, with a smattering of post-disco in those productions.

He had his moments of stardom, took his licks and downfall with dignity, and lived fast, died young, but I'm afraid his corpse was far less than it might have been otherwise — and I failed to recognize him after his passing.

Rest in peace.
 

So it's "blogger day". I've been blogging a long time now. There have been six iterations of this blog with the last being a design of my own. I have implemented a very advanced enterprise level database to support the structure and have written custom components to support those features I view as important.

Blogger Day is observed each August 5th annually. The day is supposed to be a celebration of the platform "Blogger" which is just another crappy controlled entitity like "Wordpress" or "Facebook".
 

I have never used the service Blogger because I didn't find it in the least bit attractive and mostly just another self limiting pain in the butt like the other cloud implementations as well as all the other hackable nothings out there. I prefer an environment that I control with those mechanisms of my own design that I control for security — and I simply decline to let some SAAS simp control my presence.

I utilize the term "blogger day" as a more generic observance because I'm not your average blogger type. I also create and modify the interface I'm using as I go along. If I see the need for a feature, I add it.

Besides, as I continue with daily entries I find that blogging isn't all that anyway. I could do without any of it by and large. I pretty much do this for Mom who is likely the only reader I have.

Happy blogger day and to hell with blogger.com.

I have a soft spot in my heart for kids.

Perhaps this is a function of the rejection I experienced from adults during my childhood.

A child is usually — but not always — innocent and full of joy.

Hate and other negative attributes usually are not in their hearts.

Their curiosity is the stuff of legend.

Today is Hooray for Kids Day.

This day provides encouragement for everyone to cast a hurray! down the pipe for those kids in your life. The advent of the woke perverts of the 'transsexual' and 'groomer' persuasion need to be eliminated from their existence with extreme prejudice. They are the most vile threat in this world of pedophiles and others who would eliminate the joy and wonderment of childhood for their own defiled ends.

This appears to be a function of the democrat party and is of the same caliber as the sham Trump indictments of late which should be eliminated by any means necessary.

Boo democrats. You are the worst thing to ever happen to The Republic. The children and good people everywhere remain unsafe in your presence.
 

We've been eating a lot of watermelon lately here at the hermatage. Some how the summer time brings on this craving for that sweet moisture — and those fringe benefits of fiber and gut health. Watermelon was a big part of my childhood up to that time I realized that the situation wasn't all I had hoped for on the farm ... and so I departed never to return.

That pretty much qwelled the watermelon consumption for me personally until much later in my life. The 92 percent water and the 8 percent other constituents have a very soothing effect in the 98 degrees and 99 percent humidity here in South Carolina.

Today we have National Watermelon Day.

It happens each August 3rd and celebrates the varieties of all the watermelon types on the planet.

I am particularly fond of those Japanese square watermelons created with plexiglas mold during the growing phase. However, I'm not one to shun a nice ripe Charleson Gray either.

Whichever of the 300 or so red to white large to small varieties you choose today is the day to enjoy that juicy watermelon ... with or without seeds.

Happy National Watermelon Day !
 

We have another National Coloring Book Day for the artistically inclined. The coloring book has evolved from a book of simple dark outlined low resolution sketches to some with very sophisticated illustrations — some of which can boggle the mind.

The act of coloring is supposedly beneficial according to researchers and art therapy practitioners. I recall my best ole ex-friend Irene would maintain books and crayons then have persons she encountered color a page from time to time. I was never into it. I always wondered what kind of psychological ramifications were indicated by my resistence to it all ... but now I'll never really know.

I remember how much I used to love coloring to be so far removed from it here in the autumn of my life. It's amazing how the things you once loved can become simply concepts for discussion.

National Coloring Book Day is a day to wax sentimental for those childhood days gone by. However, coloring is no longer purely a childhood pursuit. I used to supply the local VA hospital with supplies of adult coloring books, crayons, markers, and colored pencils as a way to wile away the hours on a nursing ward. I thought it was a good thing to do for the patients ... and the nurses.

So if you color, good. If you like it ... even better. Your artistic nature speaks volumes for the person you are and relates a desire to participate.

Happy National Coloring Book Day !

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National Coloring Book Day 2022
 

When I was a kid I watched The Addams Family on the television set at Lavender Lane in Aragona Village, a suburb of Virginia Beach, Virginia. I was just a chap and it was early in my education and I was enamoured with the characters from Morticia and Gomez through Cousin It and Lurch.

Sadly many of the actors portraying those original series characters have passed the earth and in particular I recall Ted Cassidy who played the towering Lurch — butler to the Addams Family and his always understated slow cadence monster voice.

His portrayal was so characature and comic book in it's presentation that I couldn't help but find it endearing over the years I watched from the beginning through syndication much later.

Theodore Crawford Cassidy was born July 31, 1932 and died January 16, 1979. He was an actor who did a lot of character work outside The Addams Family and some of these were sinister villians. His formidable 6 foot 9 inch frame and deep voice simply added to the effect he had on those roles he played.

I loved the many unusual characters he took on over the years.

He had surgery for what should have been a routine benign tumor removal from his heart. However complications arose and he was readmitted and passed at age 46, thus ending the possibility for more roles of the likes of Lurch.

Ted Cassidy was cremated and his cremains were scattered.

Happy birthday in Heaven and rest in peace.