Remembering Pearl Harbor:
Rear Admiral Isaac C. Kidd, USN (1884-1941)
Commander Battleship Division ONE and Chief of Staff to Commander, Battleships, Battle Force. On 7 December 1941, he was killed in action on board USS Arizona during the Pearl Harbor Raid. Rear Admiral Isaac C. Kidd was posthumously awarded the Medal of Honor for his actions during the Pearl Harbor attack.
We remember. Thank you. Thank you all, for always.
You gotta do this to your kids every now and again. Keeps them off-balance. Forever.
Pocket Books 77906 - Paul Kenyon - The Ecstasy Connection (by swallace99)
Hell yeah she does. Bottoms up, baby.
My #Highlands trip is postponed due to the winter storm. Think I’ll just stay in and buy a #distillery.
Barbara Stanwyck, Gary Cooper, Errol Flynn, and Lily Damita
I’m curious—what are the book or books that you were most moved by or enjoyed the most in 2013? Mine:
1). Detroit: An American Autopsy, by Charlie LeDuff. A sobering and moving account of how a once proud city has fallen, the people who refuse to leave, and those who are trapped in its vortex.
2). The Galton Case, by Ross MacDonald. MacDonald was the mid-20th century heir to the throne of hard-boiled detection held by Chandler and Hammett. His P.I. Lew Archer brings 1950s California to life with prose that is spare, lean, and often darkly funny.
3). Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking, by Susan Cain. An exploration of how we came to value personality over character, and how introverts can not just cope, but succeed.
Everyone has their own list of holiday songs that inspire them, and those that inspire them to violence. Here are my bottom five, the ones that make the voices inside tell me to kill:
1). "A Holly Jolly Christmas," Burl Ives. It inspires me— to contemplate digging ol’ Burl up just to see if I can kill him all over again. By the way: am I the only person to whom ‘Holly Jolly’ sounds like a dessert that fat people eat on the toilet? “Leave me alone, damnit, so I can choke down the Holly Jolly!”
2). "Wonderful Christmastime," Paul McCartney. One of the laziest attempts at song writing ever—the only word in the song that’s more than two syllables is in the title. What, was “Hulk Smash Christmas” taken?
3). "Christmas Shoes," NewSong. A kid goes to buy shoes for his dying mother to wear to Heaven. I can’t decide if it’s a celebration of the commercialization of Christmas (buying shoes for a woman who clearly doesn’t need them), or proof that even in Heaven, the phrase “No shirt, no shoes, no service” still applies.
4). "It’s The Most Wonderful Time of the Year," Andy Williams. Originally titled “Depressed and needing a push to end it all this holiday season? ‘Cause if you’re not spurting your joy in people’s faces, you should eat a fruitcake made of bullets.”
5). "Do They Know It’s Christmas," Band Aid. Because there’s not nearly enough preachy, moralizing crap surrounding the holidays as it is. Nothing like pop stars, some of whom have become famous for avoiding paying their fair share of taxes, to lecture the rest of us on how we don’t give back enough.
Big deal. I can do that.
Wait—did I just say that out loud?