Friday, November 21, 2008

oh woa is turkey day

Geezy Maude! What's happened to Thanksgiving? It's become like the Rodney Dangerfield of holidays -- no respect. The leaves hadn't even begun to turn color and the brand name stores have already begun to set up the Christmas displays. The Xmas TV ads could barely wait until the Halloween candy bowl was emptied before airing (I am NOT looking forward to the tenth year in row of the peanut M&M fainting at the sight of Santa).

Poor Turkey Day. The gravy-laden holiday has become the equivalent of the guy who gets dumped by the girl who says "We can still be friends..."

Well, I'm gonna do my part to bring some PopCereal fun back to the day of parades, football, food and sofa lounging. So, enjoy these cartoons and music, and whatever else I can scrounge up.

Happy Gobbles,
Mr. Miller

First up (courtesy of Shadowboro at YouTube), Huckleberry Hound tangles with a clever turkey and some indians:

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

An' the Gobble-uns 'at gits you

There was a poem that my Mom and Dad used to read to us kids when we were little that scared the living daylights out of us. It's called Little Orphant Annie, written by James Whitcomb Riley. My Mom became the expert reader of this particular poem, punctuating the eerie words with her own spooky, deliberate pace.

Have a read and tell me that your skin don't start to crawl. If it don't, well... then it's on too tight.


by: James Whitcomb Riley (1849-1916)

      To all the little children: -- The happy ones; and sad ones;
      The sober and the silent ones; the boisterous and glad ones;
      The good ones -- Yes, the good ones, too; and all the lovely bad ones.
      ITTLE Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,
      An' wash the cups an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,
      An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' sweep,
      An' make the fire, an' bake the bread, an' earn her board-an'-keep;
      An' all us other childern, when the supper-things is done,
      We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun
      A-list'nin' to the witch-tales 'at Annie tells about,
      An' the Gobble-uns 'at gits you
      Ef you
      Wunst they wuz a little boy wouldn't say his prayers,--
      An' when he went to bed at night, away up-stairs,
      His Mammy heerd him holler, an' his Daddy heerd him bawl,
      An' when they turn't the kivvers down, he wuzn't there at all!
      An' they seeked him in the rafter-room, an' cubby-hole, an' press,
      An' seeked him up the chimbly-flue, an' ever'-wheres, I guess;
      But all they ever found wuz thist his pants an' roundabout:--
      An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you
      Ef you
      An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin,
      An' make fun of ever' one, an' all her blood-an'-kin;
      An' wunst, when they was "company," an' ole folks wuz there,
      She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em, an' said she didn't care!
      An' thist as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to run an' hide,
      They wuz two great big Black Things a-standin' by her side,
      An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'fore she knowed what she's about!
      An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you
      Ef you
      An' little Orphant Annie says, when the blaze is blue,
      An' the lamp-wick sputters, an' the wind goes woo-oo!
      An' you hear the crickets quit, an' the moon is gray,
      An' the lightnin'-bugs in dew is all squenched away,--
      You better mind yer parunts, an' yer teachurs fond an' dear,
      An' churish them 'at loves you, an' dry the orphant's tear,
      An' he'p the pore an' needy ones 'at clusters all about,
      Er the Gobble-uns 'll git you
      Ef you

For extra creepy value, here's a youtube video (from the folks at poetryanimation) of Riley reading the poem himself, with some bizarre animation that just plain adds some spooky ambiance.

Go ahead... try to get some sleep now...

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Georgie treats!

While I'm searching for my Georgie filmstrip, here is a fantastic copy of a 45rpm of Georgie, from the wonderful folks at Mostly Ghostly Music Sharing Blaaahhhggg!!!

Please, check them out. They have a crud load of Halloween related shares. You'll flip yer can when you see what they have!!

where are you Georgie??

I've had some requests to repost the Georgie filmstrip. I'd love to repost it... heck, I'd love to watch the thing again!! Problem is, I'm having trouble finding the file (rapidshare has deleted the old link, as well). If anyone has a copy of the file, please let me know so I can repost it.


Wednesday, September 24, 2008

When Ronald was Bad

Bad Ronald (1974)

There was a time when some really great movies were on the tube, back when three networks had to compete with the thousands of movie theaters and bigger stories.

Starring Scott Jacoby -- who, if you were around anywhere in the 70s, you'd recognize this kids face -- as Ronald, a lonely, weird, creepy kid who accidentally kills a neighbor girl. His mom (Planet of the Apes Kim Hunter) decides to board up the downstairs bathroom and hide her boy inside, until the heat is off. But then she goes off and dies, leaving the kid inside the walls. And then, another family moves in (I guess a big house with only one bathroom and three girls didn't bother them) and Ronald goes from bad to worse.

This movie is a must-see. Check it out here:

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