Has it finally happened?!?!?! Has the Lone Grey Squirrel become so grey that he has entered the proverbial second childhood?
For whatever reason, LGS has returned to the childhood activity of trying to colour between the lines. I blame my wife. She started it and I got dragged in.
As you smart and trendy readers would know, there seems to be a surging interest in colouring books for adults. These books are full of line drawings of varying complexity but all uncoloured. All awaiting our inner child to awake and put our imagination and creativity on paper. It is touted as a great way for stress relief and I guess it is more constructive than my old standard of throwing darts at a picture of my boss.
At any rate, the sheer proliferation of such books are a clear reflection of its popularity. And as I always say, “50 million monkeys can’t be wrong”!*
*in case you are wondering, those are lyrics from the song “The Peanut Vendor” by Moises Simons of Cuba; although the English lyrics were by L. Wolfe Gilbert and Marion Sunshine.
Anyway, I present before your cruel, critical eyes,some of my early work in this medium. Please be kind – like to a helpless baby seal. Thank you.
As I mentioned in passing in my last post, I had my birthday last month. I did not really celebrate it in anyway as is usually my custom. However, one of you dear readers wanted to know what I wanted for my birthday. So here is the answer(s);
1. The PC answer – “I only wish for world peace.”
2. The megalomaniac answer – “I want to rule the world.”
3. The isolationist answer – “I just want to get away from the world.”
4. Probably the most heart-felt answer at the moment……… I want one of these………
This is my current obsession. Made worse because I cannot get it. It’s like an itch that I cannot scratch. Arrrrgh!
Some of you will know or remember Airfix models? I used to have a few of those kits which you had to assemble yourself with a bit of glue. It was my childhood passion.
Let’s see I had planes like the Skyhawk, the Saab Viggen and the Jet Provost below;
I also had model ships like the RMS Mauritania luxury cruiser ……
and the Graf Spree pocketbattleship…….
Unfortunately, my mother did not share my enthusiasm and considered my models a nuisance that collect dust and take up table and cupboard space. So eventually, my collection disappeared.
When I was not around, some of the better ones were given away by my mother to obnoxious brats (otherwise known as distant cousins and kids of family friends).
Before they were all given away, I decided to go down with the ship – so to speak. I personally disposed of my few remaining models in spectacular fashion.
The Pièce de résistance was my sinking of the RMS Mauritania. I placed ballast in the hold of the ship and floated it in an old abandoned bathtub in an empty lot and then set it on fire. Then I sat back and watched the thick acrid smoke billow from the many tiny porthole windows until the mighty (model) ship sunk below the waves. That was the funeral pyre for my model collection.
That was many, many years ago but now that I have a bit more time on my hands, I am hankering to get back into doing these model kits. Not too many. Just a select few. And the one I really want is the Eagle Transporter from the old TV series Space 1999.
Firstly, I was a fan of the series; secondly, the Eagle is just way cool and has such interesting details and thirdly, it can come in several configurations by having interchangeable central pods. It could be a standard transporter or it could be a science laboratory or it could be a rescue ship etc.
My problem is that I cannot find this model kit anywhere now. It’s production probably stopped years ago and the remaining kits still out there are quite rare.
So that’s what I would like to get. Have you seen one near you?
A few years ago, I was in Washington D.C. and I took the opportunity to visit the museums but because I am a taphophile, I was also very keen to visit the Arlington National Cemetery and the war memorials.
When I was growing up, the Vietnam War was not far away and people spoke of the “domino theory” which suggested that a communist victory in Vietnam would lead to the fall of other nations in South East Asia to communism in quick succession. The war was never far from our thoughts and from our news. And then the Vietnamese refugees started coming to our shores; we called them the “Boat People”. When I was 14, I spent my school holidays as a volunteer with a U.N. office trying to match names on search requests sent in by relatives against a long list of names of registered refugees in the hope of reuniting separated loved ones. I never did succeed in making even one match.
And so, I was very aware about the Vietnam War and I did visit the Vietnam War Memorial.
But there was another earlier Asian war that I and many, many people are less familiar with …….. the Korean War. It was a little before I was born and I was never taught anything about it in school. Believe it or not, the first I learned about it was from watching the TV series M.A.S.H.
Yet in many ways, although much shorter, it was a bloodier war than the Vietnam War. The percentage of casualties compared to soldiers committed was extremely high. For example, the average U.S. casualties per month was 4,257 for the Korean War as compared to 2,092 for the Vietnam War (source:Korean War Educator). And the suffering of the Korean people was great with as much as 10% of the population killed – a rate of civilian deaths which were higher than that for World War II.
I was deeply moved when I had the opportunity to visit the memorial to what some have called “the Forgotten War”, and remember the sacrifices made and the lives lost.
Judging from the noticeable lack of comments on my previous post and the content of the few comments that were there, the political situation in the USA remains tense and is a topic that is either offensive or uncomfortable with readers. So I decided that for this post, I should stick with a topic that should be offensive to no one but myself …….. i.e. my recent 50th birthday.
It was actually in September but that was right in the middle of my big house-moving exercise and blog break, so I did not post on it earlier. Of course, I got my expected portion of “50 year old” gag birthday greetings like “You are now officially an Oldie” or “Don’t worry – once you are over the hill, you pick up speed”. Sadly, that was about all I got. Not a single present. Nada. Zero. Zilch.
My wife was trying to plan a surprise party for me with some friends but with all the packing and the rush of moving house, it did not materialize. I don’t usually celebrate my own birthdays so it was not really missed. Some say that turning the BIG 50 is an important milestone that should be celebrated but I think they are just hoping for a party and some cake. Besides, I don’t think of myself as 50 but as 18 with 32 years of experience!
Anyway, to celebrate the additional 32 years of being 18, I tried to trace how my tastes and directions have changed during that time. As you see, I am still a work in progress and still changing……..
One of the wonderful things associated with Chinese New Year celebrations (which is still going on as it lasts 15 days), is the Lion Dance. Here are some photos and a video that I took during a performance by a lion dance troupe at a friend’s home in Malaysia. To make it more interesting, the dance is carried out by the lion dancers as they prance around on top of poles some 2-3 metres off the ground. Yes, this is “pole dancing” the Chinese Lion Dance style. “Pole dancing” by men in costumes.
Astute readers will have noticed that the Squirrel is making repeated references to “pole dancing”. This is a thinly veiled and brazen attempt to get more hits on this blog from people googling “pole dancing”. Anyway, now that you are here, get your brain out of the sewer and be enlightened by some culture.
Sorry folks but the Lone Grey Squirrel is off to attend a Christian Youth Camp for the next few days where I am suppose to share wisdom with the next generation on the topics of “Freedom” and “Self Esteem”. In between, I might be expected to participate in all manner of wild, whacky and energetic youthful games and sports. Please pray that I survive this encounter with youth.
Anyway, I am literally packing for my trip but I was worried that regular readers may come by this blog and be perturbed by the silence and miss the sound of little scampering paws. Therefore at great expense, I have brought in a surrogate critter to scurry around here for your entertainment. Many thanks to Termites of Sin who first alerted me of this wonderful creatures. For scurrying and scampering, please play the video below.
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Viewing the World Through the Observation of Squirrels