Saturday, September 4, 2021

You’ve reached The Armadillo Files. Stand by for zaniness. First, in case you missed it, Dead of Winter: Journey 9, Doors of Attunement went live on Thursday. Details on that at the end of this post.
Historic Tidbits
This week’s random reader things are from Pat at eQuips blog. Here are some quick links about them. Roadster is fairly obvious — a sporty, two-seater, convertible. I found a terrific one that you’ll see in a moment. The party-line phone dates back to the late 1800s. That’s a telephone circuit that is shared by multiple telephone service subscribers. It was a great way to collect gossip, because the other people in the loop didn’t always know if someone was listening-in on their conversations.
Thing number 3 is the most fun. You can learn all about paint-on hosiery at this link from Smithsonian.
Previously in The Armadillo Files
Last time we left Delila (Dilly) Faraday and an odd pink-haired man who claimed to be her pet armadillo, on a space ship that had docked with the Jupiter AM-18 rocket. Poor Dilly has seen so many strange things that she is about to convince herself that she’s dreaming. Sorry, Dilly. It’s not a dream. The ride was getting bumpy, so let’s see what else is going to happen. Are you ready?
All aboard!
5 — When are we?

TROLLEY
Honking a beep-boop sound like a clown horn, the notification system flashed a green light. TROLLEY noted that the transport was ready.
“TROLLEY, your request is processed. Ready to initiate return transport of the physical support auxiliary pilots,” came the voice from Prime.
A red and blue roadster rolled in from the transport bay. Intern pilot Frances hopped into the driver’s seat. Peggy Sue meowed and swished her tail, thumping the door of the American Bantam automobile. The kitten narrowed her eyes, annoyed, but moved over.
Green lights blinked. Another beep-boop sounded, as the roadster rolled back to the transport bay. Then a purple glow emanated from the area.
“Confirming return transport of support auxiliary pilot Peggy Sue and intern Frances. Time Rate Oscillation Lithium Link Enabler Yttrion, TROLLEY awaiting further instructions.”
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Dilly
Slowly shaking my head, I watched the two cats jump into an antique-looking roadster. It rolled across the length of the control room. A door that I had not realized was there whooshed open. There was a silly honking sound that did not come from the antique-looking car.
I gaped in astonishment while the car moved beyond the doors. My ears rang with a high-pitched noise, and then the roadster and the cats were gone.
“Did those cats just… Where… Uh, wha—” I fumbled, tongue-tied. “Where did they go? And did I hear voices from in there? Mechanical voices?” I asked, not sure which question was weirder, robotic voices or driving cats.
“Oh my stars! Don’t let TROLLEY hear any suggestion of machines, robots, or even computers!” Pink Hair exclaimed in a whisper. “That was just Prime taking the auxiliary pilots to their next assignment. Think of it as a long-distance party-line phone… really long, long distance.”
Sitting back down into the hugging comfort of that seat, I looked at him, bug-eyed and dazed. I gazed out the porthole at the stars. Gradually I noticed that the stars were no longer streaking past. Or maybe we weren’t speeding past the stars anymore. However, my brain felt stuck. I stared at him in silence.
“Dilly, are you okay? I know it’s a lot to process,” the guy who called himself Tatu Pinkerton remarked and then ran away.
Momentarily he returned with the jar of instant coffee — and a spoon. He poured some sugar into the jar as he hurried back to me.
“Look, honey, you’ve got to snap out of it. Come on, have some coffee. Atagirl,” he said, spooning the dry coffee crystals into my mouth.
His facial expression went from disbelief, to impatience, to concern. He stooped down beside my seat. Then he bowed his head and tilted it toward me.
“Here. Scratch behind my ears. That always makes you feel better. No? Have it your way. Anyhow, we’ve landed. Time to get going,” he stated.

“Landed? When did that happen? I felt didn’t feel anything at all. Once the ship stopped spinning, I mean. Assuming this isn’t an elaborate hoax.. Where’d we land?” I asked, drawing back from the next spoonful of instant coffee.
“That’s right. We’ve landed Dilly. Better have one more bite. I know humans don’t take well to this kind of thing,” he told me, and stuck the spoon into my mouth when I opened it to repeat my question about landing.
“It’s not just where, it’s when. We have to do something about your clothes. They simply won’t do here. Pick something out and get changed. You’ll want to look spiffy for Manhattan!” he stated gleefully as another door swished open.
In mute astonishment, as he scampered past the door. A moment later he appeared in a short kimono style dressing gown, along with the officer’s cap that had the odd insignia.
He turned away from me, but stuck one leg backward for my inspection. His legs were hairy, as I would have expected for a man. However, the hair was pink.
Unable to stop myself I leaned closer to make sure my eyes didn’t deceive me. He had also drawn a line down the back of each leg.
“Did I get the lines straight?” he wanted to know.
“Sort of,” I replied reluctantly, because I was still trying to absorb my strange situation. “Why did you draw on your legs?”
“It looks just like stockings, doesn’t it? Paint-on hosiery is all the rage, with nylons being rationed. Well, it is the 1940s, you know,” he began but waved off my skeptical snort.
“Yeah right. If you’re going to show your legs, you need to shave them,” I snarked and received an indignant look in return. “Wait a minute. Did you say 1940s?”
“That’s right, honey. Welcome to Manhattan!” he cried.
He danced a few steps like a chorus girl. Then he started singing.
“Start spreading the news
I’m leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York…”
“Um… Sorry, that hasn’t been written yet,” he mumbled just before doing a high-kick that, thank heavens, he did not complete.
“Granted, it’s dark out there… Actually, it’s too dark. There’s no way we’re in any part of New York City — no matter what decade you want me to think it is. But it isn’t Cape Canaveral either… or any other part of Florida. Those hills remind me of the southeast, maybe one of the Carolinas or Tennessee,” I finished in a dazed whisper.
“Don’t be ridiculous. My new mission is to adjust the convergence conflict that was created with the combination of February 3, 1959 — the day the music died? And the Jupiter AM-18 launch. The point of conflict occurs at some point between 1943 and 1945, related to the Manhattan Project. Now go put on some glad rags. And do something about your hair. It’s sticking out in every direction,” he countered impatiently.
“The Manhattan Project? As in the Secret City? As in the atomic bomb?” I exclaimed sputtering.
“Yes, but we’re not here to alter the outcome of World War II, or stop the bomb being made, or change history in any way. So don’t go worrying about having to decide whether to kill baby Hitler or anything. Instead, we have to fix something that changes the future,” he tried to explain.
“Heh?” I grunted, more certain by the second that I was hallucinating.
He darted away. I heard soft thuds from the next compartment. Then he ran back to the control room. He wore a white tuxedo complete with tails. When he twirled to show off his formal wear, the tailcoat opened, exposing another tail. That one was long, scaly, shaped like a spatula, and pink, of course.
“You have a tail?” I asked, choking.
“Shouldn’t I? It’s a tuxedo with tails,” he replied innocently. “Here, put this on. We have time to paint the town before morning.”
He tossed a confection of silk and chiffon into my lap. Holding it up I saw it was a beautiful 1940s style evening gown. It was my size too, and just the right length.
I gulped. My eyes took in each detail of the control panel with all the futuristic whatchamacallits. I thought about the cat pilots and how the green and purple lights came from the room where their car went… and that mechanical sounding voice. Touching my frizzed-out hair, I remembered the ray gun he used to zap me.
If the pink hair wasn’t enough, then the long pink, flat-ended tail was. That really must be Fang.
Finally, I looked through the window at the lights scattered here and there across the hills — hills that definitely were not in flat Florida. I took a deep breath and stood.
“Like they say, if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em,” I said in resigned befuddlement. “But we are not in New York. If you’re supposed to poke around in the Manhattan Project, then we’re somewhere just outside the Secret City,” I said, pausing for his uncomprehending shrug.
“Look outside. See any skyscrapers?” I demanded. “The Manhattan Project? Fang, we are just outside Oak Ridge, Tennessee.”
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I’m beginning to worry about Fang’s fashion sense, not to mention his understanding of history… I love to hear from you, so be sure to stop and say hello. Whether your comment is to me or another commenter, keep it friendly. Hugs on the wing!
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I’m really enjoying the series. History links are the best. Who knew there was painted on hosiery? Learning something new with each installment. I also never realized Steve Martin was so versatile. Cheers to the banjos. 🙂
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I was amazed the first time I saw him play an instrument. So glad you enjoyed that part too. Hugs on the wing!
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Your writing never ceases to amaze me…pulls me right in and holds me on the edge whenever you finish each episode!!
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Kirt, I really appreciate all the time you’ve spent here today. I’m glad you’re aboard TROLLEY. 🙂 Hugs on the wing!
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I’m really liking Fang – maybe not his fashion sense, lol.
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I’m happy that Fang has a friend in you, Teri. Hugs on the wing!
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Great fun Teagan Fang has a lot to learn and Dilly is in no shape to teach him This is great Ps. I love the artwork
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Laugh For a better Tomorrow
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Ha. I think Fang is in for a rude awakening as far as “Manhattan.” I’m glad you’re enjoying the nuttiness. Hugs on the wing.
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Is he ever going to make it to Manhattan 🤔🤔
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AHHH! After reading all the comments, I do not know that I could add anything that would not have already be written. I do really like the book cover, very artistically done! ! ! I love it.!
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It’s lovely to see you, Ms. Frances. Thanks so very much. I’m delighted that you are part of this zany ride. And double thanks about the book cover. Hugs on the wing!
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I am glad to seeall the commemts. It means you are “loved”
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I admit that I am not immune to needing that, Ms. Frances. More hugs.
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What a ride! This is so much fun, Teagan. And, who knew Steve Martin played the banjo?
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You know! And for him to play it so well.
Thanks for being aboard TROLLEY, Jennie. Happy Labor Day. Hugs on the wing!
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Yes, indeed! Best to you, Teagan!
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Another fun one, Teagan:) I’m enjoying these characters. I feel like they might be a bit overdressed.
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Haha, over, under, or just plain bizarre. Personally, I’m really glad that Fang didn’t finish that high kick he was about to do. I’m delighted that you’re having a good time with these crazy characters, Denise. Hugs on the wing!
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Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could travel back in time and change the course the world has now taken? I’d vote for it! Great episode, Teagan and love Steve Martin playing Foggy Mountain Breakdown.
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Glad you enjoyed the music, Jan. Have a nice Labor Day. Hugs.
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Sorry, i am also late, Teagan! Pillow hugging, you know? Lol You are painting a wonderful environment in this story, and its so beautiful how you are inserting all these random reader things. I enjoy the roadster so much. 😉 Thank you for sharing another sequel of this very funny journey. Have a beautiful rest of the weekend! Hugs, Michael
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Michael, you are not late at all. I’m glad you’re getting some rest. Thanks for your feedback. I’m happy if I can make you laugh, and delighted that you’re enjoying the story. Happy September. Big hugs back to you, my friend.
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Thank you, Teagan! Happy September to you as well. Enjoy the last sun rays. hugsx
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Reblogged this on OPENED HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Many thanks for reblogging too, Michael. You’re the best!
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Thanks, Teagan! 😉
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Sorry to be so late to the party. Somehow I lost internet this morning.
The story is definitely not going as i first thought it would, but golly gee willikers, Miss Teagan – it sure is a fun journey so far!!!
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Sometimes it’s good to add some zaniness to our lives, GP. LOL, giving me a “pink fairy armadillo” can be looking for trouble. 😀 Thanks for being aboard — and for spending part of your Labor Day weekend here. Hugs on the wing.
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I couldn’t think of a nicer place to spend my time!
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Congrats on your new release, Teagan! I need to catch up to the series, and to The Armadillo Files- I’m so far behind!
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It’s great to see you, Jacquie. Ha. I know that feeling all too well. Thanks for spending part of your day here. Happy Caturday to Harley. Hugs on the wing!
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Dang that Fang!
His fashion sense will make Dilly look silly, especially in Oak Ridge!
Lots of fun Teagan!
Thank you for sharing your wonderful imagination!
PS The video was lots of fun!
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Haha. Good ones, Resa. Yes, I think Fang will be unhappy with the fashion appropriate to the 1940s. He’s sure to rebel in a fun way though. Hugs on the wing.
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Well Done, Teagan. I too am worried about Fang’s grip on where they are. Hugs
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LOL. There’s no telling what he thought the Manhattan Project was about. Thanks for spending part of your Labor Day weekend here. Hugs on the wing!
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Oh! I do love Fang! I want him to come live with me, and all his crazy, zany, whackadoodle nuttiness. He’s a gem and hysterical. Pink is the perfect color for this ball of fire.
Dilly is going to have some unusual experiences that will make her head spin, but crazy as he is, Fang will keep her on track.
Honestly? This is not what I would normally read. But because YOU’RE the author I decided to give it a shot. Damn if I’m not hooked!
Ginger
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Thanks so much, Ginger. That means a lot to me. These blog stories come from the moment I’m in. So, I guess that in a way we are all sharing the same moment that brings out the story. I needed this silliness, and figured most other people could use a dose of it too.
I’m glad that Fang has a friend in you. Hugs on the wing!
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I laughed so hard at the hairy pink painted on hosiery! Fun episode!
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I’m glad to give a giggle, Priscilla. Thanks for spending part of your Labor Day weekend here. Hugs on the wing!
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Teagan you sure are creative, loved the old car and the video too. Fang is superb and all over the place. A wonderful and fun thrilled story. Keep it going.
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Thanks so much, Kamal. I’m glad you enjoy this nutty ride. I’m having a great time writing Fang. Stay safe and well. Hugs on the wing!
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Great and keep us enthralled dear Teagan. Always welcome dear 💖💖💖💖💖
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Fang is hysterical, Teagan. He’s so flighty and all over the place. I love it. How do you keep up with him. Lol. And what a fun story. It moves a mile a minute. Great episode. 😀 Hugs.
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I’m glad to give a giggle, Diana. 😀 LOL, I don’t think I’m keeping up with Fang — he just drags me along behind him. Thanks for being on the TROLLEY. Hugs on the wing!
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Teagan, I love the innovative ways you’ve woven my three things into your plotline (or should I say plot zigzag since we are bouncing all over the time/space continuum). This is a heck of a ride–Fang is growing on me with his absurd lack of sense but great sensitivity. What an original character. Can’t wait for the next episode in this not quite parallel (more like askew) universe. Befuddled hugs meandering your way.
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Thanks, Pat. Glad you’re having a good time with the story, and with Fang. Hugs on the wing!
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This particular serial took a few episodes to get into and now I am hooked.
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I almost spit my coffee out when I read – “Here. Scratch behind my ears. That always makes you feel better. No? Have it your way. Anyhow, we’ve landed. Time to get going,” – I love the characters you’ve created for this serial. I hope Tatu knows where he’s going (or where he is). Regardless, it looks like it’s going to be fun times 🙂
Teagan, this is indeed a wild ride. Great music choice, that’s one of my favorites.
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Haha. I’m glad you liked that part, Dan. Thanks about the music too. Foggy Mountain Breakdown seemed like the right fit for several reasons. That video is the only cover of the song I’ve seen that has a piano feature. (Not that I’m an expert, by any means.) It makes me want to try it, but then again, I get exhausted just thinking about it. What a high-energy song.
Thanks for spending part of your Labor Day weekend here. Hugs on the wing!
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If you’d rather have a piano solo, check out this version – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yQIJuu3N5EY&list=FLNHXESp0LosdxjU-7elOu3g&index=46 – Those people are having too much fun
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Wow, that’s a star-studded cover. All those different instruments, even Leon Russell on the organ. Thanks for the link, Dan.
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Isn’t that great? I love watching that. I like Leon Russell.
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“It looks just like stockings, doesn’t it? Paint-on hosiery is all the rage, with nylons being rationed. Well, it is the 1940s, you know,” he began but waved off my skeptical snort.” … hahaha love the descriptions Teagan! And of course I love the musicality that is introduced …
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I’m happy that you are on this nutty TROLLEY, Cecily. Poor Fang… his fashion choices keep getting knocked-down. 😉 Thanks about the music too. I intend to use a lot of swing music — at least if they stay in the 1940s. But this episode demanded Foggy Mountain Breakdown. Hugs on the wing!
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I am totally loving this new serial. Each episode is a little more zany than the one before!
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I’m so glad you’re having fun, Barb. I needed fun, so I’m pulling everyone else into the nonsense with me. 🙂 Happy September. Hugs on the wing!
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Getting crazier by the minute, but it seems so natural. I mean, of course the hair on his legs were pink!
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I’m so glad you’re on this nutty TROLLEY. The biggest part of the fun can be in those little details. Hugs on the wing!
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Loving the crazy!
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LOL. I’m happy to hear it, Fraggle. It’s huge fun to write Fang’s character. Hugs on the wing!
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Heartfelt thanks for reblogging, Dyanna. Hang on tight! Hugs on the wing.
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Huge thanks for reblogging, Dyanna. Thanks for spending part of your Labor Day weekend here. Hugs on the wing!
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Reblogged this on Just Olga and commented:
Episode Five of the Armadillo Files is here. Great music, fantastic pics, and a story that is getting more and more intriguing and madcap! Thanks, Teagan Geneviene!
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Many thanks for reblogging and sharing on Facebook, Olga. You’re such a treasure.
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I’m glad to see you kept Fang’s tail – hahaha! It sounds like this pair are going to have a fabulous night painting the town. I look forward to reading about it next week. I just love Tatu, a marvelous creation.
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LOL. Thanks, Robbie. I’m having almost as much fun writing Fang as I had writing Lulu. Thanks for spending part of your weekend here. Hugs on the wing!
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All you stories are thoroughly entertaining, Teagan.
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What a hoot! Fang is hilarious but not terribly knowledgeable, is he? Mind you, it sounds as if he has an interesting sense of style. Love the roadster. Perfect for the felines. And Steve Martin and Earl Scruggs, fabulous! Thanks, Teagan! Can’t wait to see how Fang react once they are out!
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Thanks so much, Olga. Oh-oh… you just brought up an important point. I have no idea how Fang will react when he’s out in the world. Hmmmmm… Thanks for spending part of your weekend here. Hugs on the wing!
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Very exciting. Doesn’t sound like they are going to find the kind of nightlife they are expecting. Great chapter!
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Haha! Yepper… I’m pretty sure you’re right about that, Dyanna. 😀 Thanks for reblogging. I appreciate you spending part of your Labor Day weekend here. Hugs on the wing!
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I was expecting the Oakridge Boys. But Steve Martin and Earl Scruggs es ¡mucho mejor!.
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My first thought was the Oak Ridge Boys, but (partly) I didn’t want to take time to research whether there was an incarnation of the group in the 1940s, and if there was, a video wasn’t likely to be obtainable. Thought-2 was Uncle Dave Macon’s Cumberland Gap, because of the location. But Foggy Mountain Breakdown seemed like the best fit.
Thanks for spending part of your Labor Day weekend here. Hugs on the wing!
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Apparently they started off as the Oak Ridge Quartet in the 1940s. They have never been one of my favorite groups, but I do love Steve Martin and Earl Scruggs. Excellent choice.
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Ah! I knew they had been around for a long time, but didn’t realize it was quite that long. The first time I saw Steve Martin play music, I was delighted.
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I saw Steve Martin as the warm up for Genesis in 1978. Steve did all kinds of hilarious gags plus he played the banjo. He was a hard act to follow. I think that was the last tour with Phil Collins for Genesis.
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Hey, you’ve been nominated for a blog award, to check the rules and all check my blog;https://bookowlcreations.wordpress.com/2021/09/04/introducing-the-consistent-blog-award-and-the-nominees/?preview=true,and if you don’t knw about blog awards pls go and check that first(what the nominees do)
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Hi Owl. Thanks very much. Awards can be a way to build a blog. Unfortunately I don’t participate in them. *However* I invite you to come back with 3 random, everyday “things”. When I eventually build an episode around them, I will feature your blog. Wishing you blogging success. Hugs on the wing!
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Hey it’s ok I didn’t knw you don’t participate in awards, and yh I’ll make A post on 3 random things…
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Excellent if you use it as your own writing exercise. But if you list 3 things here in a comment, I’ll feature your blog. 🙂
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Ohk thank you!! I’ll write up the comment by Tomorrow..
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Hey Teagan, sry for writing it up late but I had fully packed study schedule…I tried my best to write it up nicely..Here’s a link to it:https://bookowlcreations.wordpress.com/2021/09/06/writing-about-some-random-everyday-thingswrite-with-me-1/?preview=true
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You did great, Owl! That’s a great random, stream of consciousness type post. Have a wonderful new week. Hugs on the wing!
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