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Dustin Hoffman Turns 80 Today…

…and other random thoughts.

As I pondered whether to hurl my water bottle out the car window and at the driver who was annoying me, I remembered there would be fingerprints on the bottle, which led me to remember a movie with Armand Assante in which some real criminal lifted his fingerprint from a glass and placed it somewhere else – a window I think – to show that he, Armand, had committed the crime.

He was being framed of course: I mean really, Armand could never kill anyone.  And then I wondered, is Armand Assante dead?

Or was the Oliver Reed who died?

Of course I couldn’t check because I was driving. And heaven forbid that I google and drive!

And Siri was being hateful…

And what was the movie?

More thinking, more driving…

That’s right Passion and Paradise, it was a TV movie.  Set in the Bahamas but filmed in Jamaica – why do they do that?  Never film the movie where it’s set?

The film is a story of a rich magnate and expatriate during World War II, but filmed in 1989.

Their tightly knit community of privilege is reeling from the murder of Sir Harry Oakes and the prime suspect is Alfred de Marigny, a penniless gigolo and the son-in-law of Sir Harry!

Of course there’s no proof, but why not make some UP. That’s where the fingerprint came in.

They lifted it off a glass with tape and transferred it to the crime scene.

Could that work?

Wouldn’t that make every fingerprint ever suspect to fraud?

And wouldn’t that call for mistrials, and hung juries, and directed verdicts, and judicial jaundice just everywhere?

So by this time, I’d spent so much time wondering about the movie, the name of the movie, and was it really Armand and was he really dead, I nearly missed my exit.

And I’d completely forgotten about the other annoying driver who had started me on this rabbit trail to begin with.

But, I got to work on time.

Oh, and two days later, I finally checked; Assante isn’t dead, he just looks like it!

I know this had nothing to do with Dustin, but A. that’s how my mind works, and B. he really does turn 80 today.  Assante is only 67!

What A Difference A Year Makes…

One year ago today…

 (AP Photo/J. Scott Applewhite)

…Hillary Clinton became the first female to be nominated for the office of President of the United States by a major political party.

 

Reason To Party…

…I really want to create a calendar with a reason to party every day!

Today is Bastille Day in France.  We don’t get into to it so much in the US of A, but for the French, it’s a big deal.

It’s much like our 4th of July, only instead of throwing off a Foreign King, they eventually threw off their King.

Yes, yes, that is a sad, sad story, and the French could have done it better I’m sure, but alas, it is what it was!

The good news on this Bastille Day is that my great-nephew, Drew is in Paris competing in the Rubik’s Cube World Championships.

He’s a World Champion Speedcuber and holds records in the Pyraminx aka that funny thing he’s holding and other cube events.

So, to all my friends in France and every one here, “Happy Bastille Day.”

Whip UP a souffle or something!

And don’t forget!

DrewSA! DrewSA! DrewSA!

Here’s a link…

http://xeniaword.com/2017/07/11/brads-wins-national-champion-cubing-usa-nationals/

Fireworks!

Quite frankly, I liked it better when fireworks were illegal.

Really folks, last night was a bit over the top.

Did I say, “…last night…,” make that more like the last two weeks.

What is it with all the fireworks days and days before and after the holidays?

In Georgia, where fireworks were not sold to the public until the last 10  years or so, they are now all the rage.

It’s not just the 4th of July!

Christmas, New Years, Halloween, even Easter!

I don’t think Jesus is pleased at all!

I do remember the fireworks display at the football field in Germantown back in the day.  They were truly “ooh and aah” worthy.

Do they still have those?

It was a good time for the community to come together and coalesce around an awe inspiring patriotic display.  It was a good thing.

Fireworks date back to the Tang Dynasty of China in the 7th century.  As a matter of fact, the Chinese invented them.  I know, I thought it was rednecks too, but alas, no.

Even today, fireworks are a big part of Chinese culture, and the art of fireworks making is actually a profession there.

Back then and still today, “pyrotechnicians” are respected for the knowledge and ability to create massive fireworks displays.

When they were invented, the Chinese believed they would help to expel evil spirits, bring good luck, and create happiness.

Well, they were right on the happiness part.

And there are a lot of happy people in my neighborhood!

Fireworks were exclusively Chinese until about 1240 A.D. when the Syrians discovered the rocket type fireworks after learning from the Chinese how to make them.  One man even called them Chinese Flowers.

Some believe Marco Polo brought fireworks (as well as noodles) back to Italy after his travels.  Others claim the Spanish and Portuguese picked them UP and introduced them to the West.

That may ring true as Western Spanish cultures like Mexico, Brazil, and Central America are fireworks crazy!  When I was in Mexico 50 years ago this summer I remember being amazed at the fireworks suits worn by Oaxacans in the many festivals there. (See video below.)

In the mid 17th century, everything Chinese became all the rage in Europe, and they really took off.

Peter the Great of Russia was a real fan.  One of his ambassadors turned him on to them when he said referring to the Chinese, “They make such fireworks that no one in Europe has ever seen.”  Peter, ever the sucker for imported culture was hooked.

Now, we’re hooked.  Disney is noted for its nightly fireworks display.  And there might be a Super Bowl without the Steelers, but there can’t be a Super Bowl without a fly-over and fireworks!

Frankly, I’ve had enough for this year!  And so have the neighborhood dogs!

 

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