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Monday, March 22, 2010
Pretty arrowhead
From Milkwood Lake.
Arrowhead found in Welsh Castle, brought there by the Romans, probably around 43 A.D. (my guess, bullshistory warning!)
Oh my, what a pretty indigenous tool from the first peoples of the Mateel bioregion. What did they use it for? Was it used to seperate the Indica from the Sativa plants? Did you find that up on Reggae Butte? Or, was it at the headwaters of Cannabis Creek.
Don't do it, Earnie. This is pretty, but boring. Do you really need everybody to play nice? I love the long comments on your controversial posts. Please, keep 'em coming.
I thought "Under the Milkwood" was definitely Dylan's best movie. Peter O'Toole as Captain Cat, Richard Burton and Elizabeth Taylor in 1971. Hubba hubba!
I think that every group of people had a "stone Age". Did they have arrowheads would be a very good question. I found one without much description. I posted it abouve.(british spelling)Yuk yuk.
Dagnabbit gabby, just 'cause you got more of your teeth left and can get through the morning oatmeal faster than me...don't you go racing to the blogosphere casting aspersions about me online. I think Gabby is a bit jealous, eh?
Thanks Ernie for my status rise, I was hoping for a ceremony or a free ride on the fire truck in a parade, but times being lean, maybe I will just wear an "I am a local" nametag around town fer a spell. Now as I understand it, local is the next level up from newcomer? Sort of a probationary period til you have been here for four or five generations, and then you are an oldtimer?
Part of why gabby, who incidentally fell off a Conestoga wagon on his haid, is so jealous is because I have been staying up late at night typing up some of Fox Burns writings. They were in someone named Bancroft's (probably Anne because she was wealthy an' all from being such a hot actress...Va Va Voom!) library. Anne, or somebody, kept saying copyright, so I am trying my best to copy it right. Do you want to hear what he said about his life when I am finished transcribing?
So, what constitutes a "local". I've been here over 30 years, now! Hard to believe. I've never been in one place longer. My folks moved back and forth between Oregon and California while I was growing up,so I wasn't local to anyplace at all. My ex has local relatives, which means so do my kids. They are related, distantly, to Swithenbanks. So, do I qualify? Do my kids qualify? (They aren't old, but have lived all their lives here.) Will they qualify when they are old? How about my grandkids? I have four of them who were all born here. Will they be locals? Just wondering.
Aunt Janet, you sound like an Ol' Timer. Most of the newcomers are from the other 3 points on the compass. I think being from Oregon qualifies you to be local.
By the powers invested in me as a local, I hereby deem thee...Janet, a local, and thereby, in-as-much-as, here-to-for, thou shall qualify for all rights accompanying said designation.
Hopefully the power Ernie just gave me don't go to my head.
HUMBOLDT COUNTY NEWCOMER 1 Anybody that came here after we did. 2 Anybody that doesn't know any local history. 3 Anybody that doesn't know the local names for anything. 4 Anybody that thinks that culture started when they got here. 5 Anybody that asks "what do you got against newcomers".
Actually, us locals are really quite fond of the Newcomers, which is evidenced by all the fraternization and intermarrying going on. They seem to have a certain sav-wa-faire. That’s another thing, a newcomer would know how to spell sav-wa-faire. Most of us locals wouldn't have a clue. I have a “local” friend that told me one time, “The thing that I don’t like the most about the newcomers is they are so damn smart. They are always right”.
For Aunt Janet. You are doing all of the right things.
HOW TO BECOME A HUMBOLT LOCAL. 50 points for marrying a local. 20 points for marrying into a family with such great history. 30 points for learning the local history. 30 points for knowing how the old-timers got by in this world. 1 point for every year you’ve been here. 30 points for waking up one morning with an insatiable desire to call everything by their local names, right or wrong, because that is what they have been known as for the last one 160 years. It just seems more respectful to those who came before us. (It’s kinda like tipping your hat to a lady, it doesn’t change a thing, but it does make it more likely that you may, one day, marry a local.) 20 points for the day that you know that this feels like home. 20 points for knowing that you will never live anywhere else. 10 points for “knowing” that you are a local, and you stop worrying about it.
You only need 100 points to pass the “local” test. I know people that have been here for forty years that still only get forty points. The clue is, you will die before you become a local unless you find out who we all are.
Nobody wants to wait that long or do all that math...Janet, you just give me that $10 and save the fuss...you get the bumpersticker and the rest will go into the Bongwater Fund to help rehabilitate out of work potgrowers who have lost their third or fourth properties due to the dire pre-post pot boombust.
happy birthday ernie. actually i don't mind you complaining about the newcomers on your birthday. you can complain all you want. when my dad was 97 they gave him a booth downtown where he would tell stories about the olden days of our town and newcomers would actually crowd around and listen to him. whenever someone would ask him a question about something else, he would just change the subject somehow and talk about what he wanted to talk about. maybe you could get a table at your mardi gras party and charge $5 a question to the newcomers all for the sake of art and music in the schools.
Very cool Ernie, did you recently find it?
ReplyDeleteYeah, on wikipedia
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Oh wow!! Look, an arrow head! YAY!!!
ReplyDeleteOh my, what a pretty indigenous tool from the first peoples of the Mateel bioregion. What did they use it for? Was it used to seperate the Indica from the Sativa plants? Did you find that up on Reggae Butte? Or, was it at the headwaters of Cannabis Creek.
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ReplyDeleteI'd give you more info, but The current population of SoHum are getting tired of me "pandering" to the Old-timers and my relatives.
Don't do it, Earnie. This is pretty, but boring. Do you really need everybody to play nice? I love the long comments on your controversial posts. Please, keep 'em coming.
ReplyDeleteJanet... Ernie likes 'em too. That's why he baits us...
ReplyDeleteErnie... Where's Milkwood Lake? Wasn't that Dylan Thomas' home?
I think Milk Wood in Dylan Thomas was a fictional place.
ReplyDeleteUnder Milk Wood
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I thought "Under the Milkwood" was definitely Dylan's best movie.
ReplyDeletePeter O'Toole as Captain Cat, Richard Burton and Elizabeth Taylor in 1971. Hubba hubba!
Were there arrowheads in Wales?
OMaR, I believe they're called "harpoons" when they're in whales!
ReplyDeleteHar, har! Couldn't help it... (;
there is a little suz in all of us, Robin. good un'.
ReplyDeleteInteresting question Gabby.
ReplyDeleteI think that every group of people had a "stone Age". Did they have arrowheads would be a very good question. I found one without much description. I posted it abouve.(british spelling)Yuk yuk.
Don't ferget theLluest Wen arrowhead.
ReplyDeleteInteresting question Gabby.... uh, that was olmanriver, not me.
ReplyDeleteThat's just Ernie switchin' things up, Gabby, old man... renamin' the newcomers!
ReplyDeleteNope, Olmanriver paid all of his dues, and is a full-fledged "local" now.
ReplyDeleteThe jury is still out on Gabby, but he seems like a swell fellow. At least not deserving to be misnamed. My apologies to both.
apology not neccessary, but appreciated. olmanriver is still gumming his morning pablum at the rest home, so i will simply say thanks for him.
ReplyDeletewhen he finds out he made it to full fledged "local" status, boy will he be excited... probably have an extra metamucil tonight before bed.
can he expect pandering from ernie?
That should have been the dead give away, I started "pandering" to him a long time ago.
ReplyDeleteDagnabbit gabby, just 'cause you got more of your teeth left and can get through the morning oatmeal faster than me...don't you go racing to the blogosphere casting aspersions about me online.
ReplyDeleteI think Gabby is a bit jealous, eh?
Thanks Ernie for my status rise, I was hoping for a ceremony or a free ride on the fire truck in a parade, but times being lean, maybe I will just wear an "I am a local" nametag around town fer a spell.
Now as I understand it, local is the next level up from newcomer?
Sort of a probationary period til you have been here for four or five generations, and then you are an oldtimer?
Part of why gabby, who incidentally fell off a
Conestoga wagon on his haid, is so jealous is because I have been staying up late at night typing up some of Fox Burns writings. They were in someone named Bancroft's (probably Anne because she was wealthy an' all from being such a hot actress...Va Va Voom!) library. Anne, or somebody, kept saying copyright, so I am trying my best to copy it right. Do you want to hear what he said about his life when I am finished transcribing?
So, what constitutes a "local". I've been here over 30 years, now! Hard to believe. I've never been in one place longer. My folks moved back and forth between Oregon and California while I was growing up,so I wasn't local to anyplace at all. My ex has local relatives, which means so do my kids. They are related, distantly, to Swithenbanks.
ReplyDeleteSo, do I qualify? Do my kids qualify? (They aren't old, but have lived all their lives here.) Will they qualify when they are old? How about my grandkids? I have four of them who were all born here. Will they be locals?
Just wondering.
Aunt Janet, you sound like an Ol' Timer. Most of the newcomers are from the other 3 points on the compass. I think being from Oregon qualifies you to be local.
ReplyDeleteOregon
By the powers invested in me as a local, I hereby deem thee...Janet, a local, and thereby, in-as-much-as, here-to-for, thou shall qualify for all rights accompanying said designation.
ReplyDeleteHopefully the power Ernie just gave me don't go to my head.
HUMBOLDT COUNTY NEWCOMER
ReplyDelete1 Anybody that came here after we did.
2 Anybody that doesn't know any local history.
3 Anybody that doesn't know the local names for anything.
4 Anybody that thinks that culture started when they got here.
5 Anybody that asks "what do you got against newcomers".
Actually, us locals are really quite fond of the Newcomers, which is evidenced by all the fraternization and intermarrying going on. They seem to have a certain sav-wa-faire. That’s another thing, a newcomer would know how to spell sav-wa-faire. Most of us locals wouldn't have a clue. I have a “local” friend that told me one time, “The thing that I don’t like the most about the newcomers is they are so damn smart. They are always right”.
For Aunt Janet. You are doing all of the right things.
HOW TO BECOME A HUMBOLT LOCAL.
50 points for marrying a local.
20 points for marrying into a family with such great history.
30 points for learning the local history.
30 points for knowing how the old-timers got by in this world.
1 point for every year you’ve been here.
30 points for waking up one morning with an insatiable desire to call everything by their local names, right or wrong, because that is what they have been known as for the last one 160 years. It just seems more respectful to those who came before us. (It’s kinda like tipping your hat to a lady, it doesn’t change a thing, but it does make it more likely that you may, one day, marry a local.)
20 points for the day that you know that this feels like home.
20 points for knowing that you will never live anywhere else.
10 points for “knowing” that you are a local, and you stop worrying about it.
You only need 100 points to pass the “local” test.
I know people that have been here for forty years that still only get forty points. The clue is, you will die before you become a local unless you find out who we all are.
I forgot to mention Janet, the $10.00 service charge, but... you get a free bumpersticker that says:
ReplyDelete"Living La Vida Local!"
phwew! I made it. Now I get 10 extra points for knowing that I'm a local! Thanks guys!
ReplyDeleteNobody wants to wait that long or do all that math...Janet, you just give me that $10 and save the fuss...you get the bumpersticker and the rest will go into the Bongwater Fund to help rehabilitate out of work potgrowers who have lost their third or fourth properties due to the dire pre-post pot boombust.
ReplyDeleteHAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ERNIE!!!
ReplyDeleteActually Aunt Janet, that ten dollars was to go towards the cost of Ernie's cake candles...I can't afford to pay for THAT many by myself.
happy birthday ernie. actually i don't mind you complaining about the newcomers on your birthday. you can complain all you want. when my dad was 97 they gave him a booth downtown where he would tell stories about the olden days of our town and newcomers would actually crowd around and listen to him. whenever someone would ask him a question about something else, he would just change the subject somehow and talk about what he wanted to talk about. maybe you could get a table at your mardi gras party and charge $5 a question to the newcomers all for the sake of art and music in the schools.
ReplyDelete