Ringo is 69

Ringo Starr is 69 years old today.

For those of you who need the reminder, Ringo was the drummer for the Beatles, a British band terrifically popular mostly in the 1960s who pretty much changed music forever. For those who have forgotten or never heard of them (if there really are such people,) they were Starr, John Lennon, Paul McCartney, and George Harrison.

It was sort of all about the youth movement.

Youth.

Movement.

I note with interest that the Beatles were hitting their stride when The Jackson 5 with tiny phenom Michael Jackson hit the scene.

I’ll spare you the details of how I feel about the Beatles versus Michael Jackson. Imagine me comparing the style of the Ford Company’s autos with those of the Studebaker Company. It would have no meaning if you had no idea of what a Studebaker looked like.

I still have my first Beatles album. It’s a record, an actual vinyl disc, sort of a paleolithic early CD.

Ringo Starr is 69. John is dead, killed by a nutjob. George is dead from cancer. McCartney is licking his wounds, having been gutted by a divorce.

I think I will sit back, drain a fifth of Geritol, and ponder my misspent youth. Hell, I feel so old I think I misspent my youth in Confederate money.

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The Seat of Magnetism

My partner Sue has a magnetic seat cushion.

It’s not the kind of magnet that you find in a compass or in science class. The thing has small magnetic plates fitted into little pockets.

I don’t remember where she got it. She’s pretty big into this homeopathic healing stuff, and herbs and whatnot.

Every morning she mixes us both a drink cobbled together with apple cider vinegar, aloe vera, vitamins, minerals, and I don’t know what else.

I don’t want to know.

What I do know is that I haven’t had the flu or even bad colds since I started drinking the damned stuff. I figure it must be really good for me because it tastes godawful.

The magnetic seat cushion rests in her recliner, and covers the seat and back. It’s in a nice dark material and doesn’t look weird or anything, and doesn’t disrupt my wristwatch or make paperclips slide across the floor, so I guess it’s not a particularly powerful magnetic field.

I can’t say that it works. She sits in it and feels OK, but then, there’s no way to know how she’d feel if she didn’t sit in it. Maybe if she was twins, and we had two recliners.

When she’s not in it, the cats compete to see which of them can curl up on it first. I don’t know what it does for cats, but they sure do sleep well when they’re there, and they’re pretty grumpy when you make them move.

I sat in it one evening when she was out of town on business.

I can’t say that it did anything one way or the other. My joints didn’t hurt when I got up, but then, they weren’t hurting when I sat down.

I probably won’t repeat the experiment, though. For about an hour afterward, my needle kept pointing North.

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Miniburger2Go: Happy Birthday, USA, or Artillery and No Worries.

We live near Gettysburg, so this time of year, the nights flicker and thud with fireworks, and the days rumble with re-enactors’ cannonades.

The re-enactments of the Battle of Gettysburg take place perhaps two miles from my house some years, including this one. When the weather conditions are right, I have worked in my garden while artillery stuttered away right down the road.

One year, I sat with friends on their porch in town and watched a pickup truck drive by with a Civil War cannon in tow, on its way to or from a re-enactment battle.

How many places in the world can you hear artillery or see cannons being moved from one place to another, and say “Oh, they’re just playing?”

Not many, I’d guess. Not as many as there ought to be, anyway.
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