Curations from the Human Jungle
Bear attack tip: If attacked, play dead.It will be good practice for when you die a few minutes later._________________________________________________In every relationship there is one person who stacks the dishwasher like aScandinavian architect, and one who stacks it like a racoon on crystal meth.________________________________________________________Being abducted by aliens might just be the vacation I need at this... Continue Reading →
[I should have written this piece. It should have appeared originally in this journal, but the truth is, I have not been spending as much time as I should, as a responsible journalist, chasing down clickbait. I've been too busy doing things like going to my 6 year-old granddaughter's birthday party. When am I going... Continue Reading →
[What's the cliche about Six Degrees of Separation? In the summer of 1965 the Van Goghs played a venue at Crescent Park in Rhode Island with a group from Boston called Barry and the Remains. (This photo was taken circa 1967 when original member Step Morris had been replaced by Roy Nelson, lower left) Later... Continue Reading →
[More silly contributions mostly from that silly Silverback Ross (Greater Toronto SBs) who just returned from 46 days in Europe with Silverbelle Bernadette. Happy chuckles. SB SM]
[Kitombe is a real Silverback, not one of those -- like you and me-- fake ones who parade around in The Jungle, eating bananas, and comparing notes on their harems. I found Kitombe's story sweetly sad and quite moving. SB SM] Kitombe, late Franklin Park Zoo gorilla, remembered as ‘gentle giant’ with ‘his own little... Continue Reading →
Quincy Jones Was a ‘Musician’s Musician’ Who Was Uniquely Beloved in the Cutthroat Music Industry A Smithsonian curator reflects back on the artistic legend, a “Renaissance man” with 28 Grammys to his name, who died Sunday at 91 years old Chris Klimek November 4, 2024 (Sascha Steinbach, Getty Images) The cultural influence and importance of... Continue Reading →
[Silverback John has left us for that great Jungle in the Sky. He will be remembered not as a loving husband of 57 years, not as the father of three wonderful children, not as a competent medical professional, not as a community-minded leader, not as a fun-loving companion, not as an athletic lover of the... Continue Reading →
[More giggles from SB Dave (Canuck SBs). SBSM]
[It's a moot point, because I've missed the date. I hate to defame another species, chickened out, afraid that I would stand out due to my greyness and hairiness. It doesn't seem like they are targeting my demographic. I guess I'll never know about the redefinition of a party. SB SM]
[Silverback Ed (Pond Village SBs) is no more. He was the most famous person any of us knew. He was a beloved Vermonter and a good pal. He was the pioneer who crossed the thresholds of 50, 60, 70, and 80 before us. Alas, he will not be able to do the same with 90.... Continue Reading →