Langley Writes

about her rich and random life

Ricochet Rabbit: A Favorite Childhood Cartoon April 21, 2011

Ricochet Rabbit was my hero.

He was a cartoon character from a short segment on Hanna-Barbera’s The Magilla Gorilla Show. Ricochet Rabbit and Droop-a-Long were the law in the western town of Hoop ‘n’ Holler. Ricochet Rabbit was fast, real fast. He could race around and bounce off walls at the speed of old-timey animation. Nobody could catch Ricochet Rabbit. As a kid, I was little and fast. Nobody could catch me. I practiced bouncing off the walls, always hopeful that I would magically become as rubbery as Ricochet. I wanted to literally bounce off the walls. I thought that was soooooo cool.

My parents were in an informal bridge club. The games rotated and when it was their turn to play host they would pull out the old vinyl-top card table, open a can of black olives and a jar of peanuts, and make sure we had something to occupy ourselves in the back of the house. I was very young. I loved attention.

At the perfect time, I would blast into the living room where the grownups were playing bridge. I would run around the room, flinging myself against the walls yelling bing, bing, BING! Ricochet Rabbit. (Ricochet always referred to himself in third person).

That’s where the memory ends. I have no idea how my parents explained my bizarre behavior, although I’m certain that wasn’t the only dramatic outburst these folks ever saw from me. I’m positive I graced the guests with encore preformances of Ricochet Rabbit whenever my parents hosted bridge club.

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In fact checking this post I was amazed to discover that Ricochet Rabbit only played for 2 seasons, only 23  episodes. The Hanna-Barbera classic ran from January 14, 1964 – December 4, 1965. How (and WHY!?) it made such an impression on me is a mystery. But I still think Ricochet Rabbit was a cool cat, and I am pleased to write about him for R-day in the A-Z Blogging Challenge.

Perhaps it’s Ricochet Rabbit (who lived in Hoop ‘n’ Holler), that started my love of alliteration. That should have dawned on me when I wrote this post: Alliteration: Why I Love It.

And maybe Ricochet Rabbit’s propensity for referring to himself in the third person prompted this post: Writing About Yourself in the Third Person. BTW, the comments on that post make me laugh.

I still feel like Ricochet Rabbit sometimes. Bing, bing, BING!

 
Source: wikipedia.org / image: public domain
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Q is for Quality: Quality of Life April 20, 2011

Filed under: general drivel — Langley Writes @ 1:00 pm
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After I wrote my P-post yesterday, I reflected on how the concept of quality of life is ever-changing. In the post (about popsicles, you can read it here) I described one of many fond childhood memories that did not require fancy trappings. Although a short post, the comments let me know the message was received the way I intended.

Quality is subjective. What I consider ‘fine quality’ may differ from you. A clear definition of quality of life is impossible to pin down.

The current economic climate seems to be shifting people’s personal definitions of ‘quality of life.’ Whether by choice or by necessity, simple pleasures are making a comeback. I’m glad.

Enough deep thoughts from me. Let’s test my theory.

Sound off…

What’s your definition of a good ‘quality of life?’

 

Popsicles and Baby Pools April 19, 2011

When I was a kid we didn’t have much money. But kids don’t know that. There is an age where you don’t think about what you have versus what others have. I had everything I wanted. I had unlimited popsicles and a baby pool. And I loved popsicles.

My mom used to make red kool-aid popsicles. Inexpensive and delicious, she poured red kool-aid into paper dixie cups and let them half-freeze. Then, when the consistency was firm enough to hold a stick upright, she’d lovingly place a stick in the middle of each popsicle and let them freeze solid. A blowup kiddie pool is the perfect place to eat red kool-aid popsicles. It doesn’t matter how fast the popsicle melts or how messy you are.

Simple pleasures are the best.


I have fond childhood memories of splashing in the blowup kiddie pool slurping quickly melting red kool-aid popsicles. So for the A-Z Blogging Challenge my P-word is popsicles. Yum!


 

N is for Nitrotini April 16, 2011

Fridays are date night. Sometimes it’s a nice restaurant, sometimes it’s a pizza joint and sometimes it’s boiled peanuts and dogs at a baseball game. But we are going out on Friday nights.

Last night we stepped it up and went to Grill 225. Nice place. As we relaxed after the meal I was yammering on about the A – Z Blogging Challenge. I lamented that I had no schedule, that I was pulling topics out of thin air, blah, blah, blah. As my husband’s eyes glazed over and his mind wandered to his happy place (sports) the waiter walked past our table with 2 beautiful, martini-looking drinks. That in itself isn’t interesting but what made me stop my prattle and my husband snap out of his football fantasy was the fact that the drinks were smoking. A lot. Billows of smoke surrounded these martinis as if they were in a Fellini dream sequence. Very cool.

Turns out, the drinks were Nitrotini cocktails. Here’s a description, directly from Grill 225’s website:

Like your martini shaken…stirred…super-chilled? Come experience the new NitrotiniTM cocktail, the latest unique luxury from the prime beef pioneer, Grill 225. Cooled to –320 degrees Farenheit, the Nitrotini is Charleston’s only cocktail super-chilled with liquid nitrogen. Choose from over 20 Nitrotini selections, like the Mandarin Chocolate Ganache and Lemon Ginger. Refreshing, delicious and one-of-a- kind, only from Grill 225 in Charleston, SC.

The husband looks at me and asks if I want one. I didn’t. I declined because we’d had a few glasses of wine and I wasn’t keen about mixing wine with smoking martinis. Then, in a flash of good husbandness, my guy says “There’s your N-word Langley. Write about Nitrotinis.”  He was listening!

 
Source: Grill 225 Website (restaurant in Charleston, South Carolina)
Image credit: sxc/Whiter78
 

M is for Meat: Sweet Meat April 15, 2011

Just now, when I stumbled onto an idea for an M-day post on the A-Z Blogging Challenge, my heart started racing and I began grinning like a jack@$$ eating briars. All because… my sister is going to kill me for this one. I’ll get there…

In the south, we nickname everything. It’s fun, funny and creative. Often, we have many nicknames for the same person, pet, restaurant or whatever else we nickname. Growing up, my dad called me Punkin Head (Pumpkin Head), or Punkin. My head is not especially big but he still calls me that, among other things. My brother’s nickname is Bubba and I’m not kidding. He runs a successful business but never asks clients to call him by his real name. He’s always been Bubba. There were two Bubba’s in our neighborhood so, growing up, I always called my brother Bubba Watts and the other kid Bubba Brickell. Nobody thought it was odd that I called my own brother Bubba Watts because you almost always have to follow ‘Bubba’ with a last name in the south. There are too many to keep them all straight.

My sister’s name is Mary but, in true southern style, she had to have a nickname. She nicknamed herself at a very early age. She started referring to herself as Mimi instead of Mary. And because I put nicknames on everything-even nicknames-I started calling her Sweet Meat. She was my Sweet Meat, my baby sister. (By the way, Baby Sister and Baby Girl are common nicknames in the south but she managed to sidestep those. Now that I think about it, however, she would probably prefer Baby Sister over the evolution of Sweet Meat. I’ll get there…).

As time went on, Sweet Meat became Meat. Just Meat. And it stuck. So we still call my sister Meat. If you don’t know the origin of her nickname, I know how it sounds. It’s terrible to call someone Meat. And I try, I swear I do, to call her Mimi-but I just can’t. Meat pops out of my mouth every time I speak to her. It’s a term of endearment, a pet name.

She’s not really fond of her nickname and her husband, who came into the picture long after she was dubbed Meat, hates it. I try hard not to call her Meat in front of him but I know I do. I can’t help it. Her name is Meat.

PS – here is an article about Southern nicknames if you want to read more: Five Common Names for Boys in the South.  I could write 10 more of these articles and not cover half the subject.

Do you have a nickname or know someone who does?

 

L is for Late

Filed under: blogging,for fun,general drivel — Langley Writes @ 9:50 am
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Not lazy and not lame. Late. Just late. And only by a day, so I’m giving myself a pass.

Yesterday was the official L-day for the A – Z Blogging Challenge and today is M-day. I may stay one day late on this blog for a while because I’m keeping up with the challenge religiously on my other, more serious blog (Langley Writes About Writing). I’ve got nice readers there that expect me to say something meaningful or helpful. Here, it’s basically musings, thoughts, random ‘eurekas.’

Another reason I’m behind is because I’m onto a new craft project. When an idea hits me, I tend to jump in obsessively. I can’t make time for other things like blog posts, laundry or grocery shopping. For now, I’ve got nothing to share on that. Along with my obsessiveness I also have to have it perfect before the reveal.

Many years ago I had a friend who’s license plate said “:15 minutes.” When asked why, he answered “it takes me :15 minutes to get anywhere in town and I’m always :15 minutes late.” It was true, he was notoriously late to everything.

So here I am, late for this blog post. I’m keeping on because I don’t want to abandon the goal of getting through the entire alphabet.

For those of you stopping by via the A – Z Blogging Challenge, what are your best tips and tricks? What keeps you on course?

Image credit: sxc/Om

 

A-Z Blogging Challenge Catch-up Post. JK. No, really. April 14, 2011

Filed under: for fun,general drivel — Langley Writes @ 10:01 am
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It’s true, I’m behind on the A-Z Blogging Challenge again and taking the easy way out. I’m combining the J-day and the K-day into the most obvious post.

Just Kidding. No, really. This is my post.

And, to make matters worse (better?) I spent way too much time researching the incorrect usage of texting acronyms. I was ROTFL,  but not getting much work done. Not a very effective way to catch-up. Anyway, I’m not going to post here what’s been done so well by so many. Instead, I’ll share a link to what I think is a LOL site. You may consider it more of a LQTM site but either way, it’s enjoyable.

Parents Shouldn’t Text

So this is my JK post. No, I’m not kidding. 🙂

 

 
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