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[girl-hobbit]

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omg i have a dead dragonfly too!

two of 'em actually!

my dad started a bug collection and now it's mine, i have them in a cool box that's one of those boxes thats disguised like a book, it's got all kinds of bugs in it!

my dad used to keep an eye out for new ones for me at his job, cuz they would get stuck right inside the entrance and die in the heat trying to get out of the glass (sad) :((

i used to use dragonfly bodies/wings to make taxidermy "fairies" which is what they call "rogue taxidermy" hehe!

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i will collect things, keys, bottlecaps, buttons, soda tabs, jewelry.. i will put them in jars, and put them around my room. no certain place for them, just messy, messy is nice, messy is good.

[trixiepasta]

Dell’s Halloween Dreams, Day 3: Chicory from Chicory: A Colorful Tale

The Halloween spirit compels me to put my fursona into a bunch of fun costumes. One a day from Friday the 13th to October 31st!

[Dell faces drawn by @pajamawar 🎨]

[daniela--anna]

THE TREASURE OF NATURE

▪️ SUGAR BREAD ROOT 🥬

(also called "torciglione" or "Milan chicory")

Radicchio "sugar bread" is a vegetable from the chicory family.

Contains a generous dose of inulin, a water-soluble fiber capable of acting on the intestinal wall forming a protective gel.

Inulin is an excellent and healthy food for the intestinal microbiota.

Furthermore, sugar pan radicchio contains polyphenols, flavonoids, carotenoids, chlorophyll, capable of carrying out a genomic action on the DNA of intestinal cells and on the bacteria of the microbiota.

▪️RAW and COOKED 🥬

Finely chopping the sugar pan radicchio allows it to pass more quickly inside the stomach to reach the small intestine and colon, where it can carry out its natural nutritional action.

▪️It can be prepared both raw and cooked, although raw is always preferable.

🥗 Example of raw salad:

After cleaning and washing the leaves, finely cut the pan di sugar radicchio.

Add a chopped clove of garlic.

Season with wine or apple vinegar and a drizzle of extra virgin olive oil.

▪️ SUGAR BREAD RADICCHIO.

It is among the foods considered "poor" but rich in nutritional values.

Rediscovering this vegetable and eating it regularly generates health.

Doctor Pier Luigi Rossi

Specialist in Food Science.

Specialist in Preventive Medicine.

LO SCRIGNO DELLA NATURA

▪️RADICCHIO PAN DI ZUCCHERO 🥬

(chiamato anche "torciglione" o "cicoria Milano")

Il radicchio"pan di zucchero" è un ortaggio della famiglia della cicoria.

Contiene una dose generosa di inulina, fibra idrosolubile in grado di agire sulla parete intestinale formando un gel protettivo. L'inulina è un ottimo e salutare cibo per il microbiota intestinale. Inoltre il radicchio pan di zucchero contiene polifenoli, flavonoidi, carotenoidi, clorofilla , capaci di svolgere un'azione genomica sul DNA delle cellule intestinali e sui batteri del microbiota.

▪️CRUDO e COTTO 🥬

Tagliare finemente il radicchio pan di zucchero, permette un suo più rapido passaggio all'interno dello stomaco per arrivare nell'intestino tenue e nel colon, dove può svolgere la sua naturale azione nutrizionale.

▪️Può essere preparato sia crudo che cotto, anche se crudo è sempre preferibile.

🥗 Esempio di insalata a crudo:

Dopo aver pulito e lavato le foglie, tagliate finemente il radicchio pan di zucchero.

Aggiungete un spicchio d'aglio sminuzzato. Condite con aceto di vino o di mele e con un filo d'olio extravergine d'oliva.

▪️RADICCHIO PAN DI ZUCCHERO.

È tra i cibi considerati "poveri" ma ricco di valori nutrizionali.

Riscoprire questo ortaggio e mangiarlo regolarmente, genera salute.

Dottor Pier Luigi Rossi

Specialista in Scienza Dell'alimentazione.

Specialista in Medicina Preventiva.

[sohannabarberaesque]

We now return you to Catalina Island for more of the Hanna-Barbera Character Convocation coincident with the Avalon Harbour Underwater Cleanup ...

Saturday morning: What more of a brilliant and blessed sunrise could you ask for, especially considering that The Magic Isle doesn't have the hazy smog of the mainland ... but let's begin this day before sunrise, just before sunrise even, which Avalonians and visitors alike can actually watch over the Pacific. Beginning with quite the buffet-style breakfast for all involved (and believe you me, the Cahuenga Pass Funtastic Divers could use plenty of nourishment heading into the dive this morning), featuring omlettes to order, malted waffle station, scrambled eggs, bacon, SPAM, hash browns--and, for good measure, the Cattanooga Cats' Famous Grits Bar, with plenty of stir-ins and toppers galore such as ham bits, red eye gravy, shredded cheese, butter, salt-free seasoning even ... and for many, the novelty of grits in classic Southern style is attraction enough. Not to mention straight coffee, coffee with chicory, breakfast blend tea (from the Gatlinburg coffee roastery of said Cattanooga Cats, mind you)....

At any rate, Oh So Chuckleberry "himself" issued some final reminders to the diver participants to get in a last-minute air tank refill and/or equipment check at the dive shop on the Green Pleasure Pier, and that the 9 o'clock safety briefing for divers IS MANDATORY AND BINDING.

One highlight of the buffet was doubtless when Yogi Bear put in a call to Snagglepuss on the latter's mobile from Jellystone, adding that the hibernation was getting wound down for the most part and extending the best wishes and salutations of the occasion ("I can't believe that some of my friends are in such a magic isle as Catalina is, and for a good cause, to boot!"--Yogi Bear) ... and Loopy DeLoop was calling from a remote part of his hobby sugarbush in Quebec's Estrie region, checking the hosing feeding the sugaring house from the bush itself and adding another couple of sugar maples to the network (as it were) and adding that the maple sap run was a bit on the slow side at the moment, but with milder weather expected, things were bound to improve in time for the annual production of his artisanal soft maple sugar loaves.

Saturday morning again, just before 9: With registrations checked out, the Cahuenga Pass Funtastic Divers head out to the beach for the safety briefing. Even the likes of Captain Caveman, who, as luck would have it, would be something of an unlikely mascot to the divers by virtue of his freediving approach (and his handlers, the Teen Angels, producing some GoPro footage of the whole). At any rate, the area being covered is the area of Avalon Bay between Casino Point and the Green Pleasure Pier and out 50 feet from shore, with a maximum depth for all divers of 50 feet.

9:30 ... the air horn sounds as signals all participants into the water. Mouthpieces fitted in ... regulators checked ... air lines working ... and just breaking free of the shallows, the diving begins in serious earnest for good. As in combing through the sand bottom of Avalon Harbour, making certain they don't get caught in the wrong sort of places (e.g., anchorage points or even the underwater telephone cable from the mainland) in their search for the garbage left in the past year by boaters as dropped anchor in Avalon Bay. Garbage--and then some: Mobile phones, tablet PC's, wallets, bottles of liquor with stuff still in them (instructions being not to open the bottles underwater, just put them in the garbage bag), clothing haplessly thrown overboard--I assume you get the idea of what to expect. Admittedly, the pickings the divers can expect tend to vary from year to year, depending on the storms, tides and weather generally.

Meanwhile, on shore, the Non-Diving Participants (Snagglepuss and Huck among them) engage in much conversation over coffee and rolls, particularly among spectators and fellow Funtastics. As well as imagining what sort of debris booty will be reclaimed from Avalon Bay's bottom by 11 o'clock, when divers will be asked to exit the water and dump their hauls on the Wrigley Plaza Stage to reveal all. Not to mention Mildew Wolf and Snagglepuss using the occasion to recall the "good old days" back hosting Laff-a-Lympics and imagining some of the potential therefrom creeping into the Convocations' spirit, especially at Steamboat Springs' Winter Carnival.

11 o'clock: The last of the divers are leaving Avalon Bay ... and of all the finds to be had from Avalon Bay's depths nearshore, Peter Potamus and Lippy the Lion are hauling to shore the denuded remains of a bedframe's springs, with slight signs of sea water corrosion. (Which had even fellow divers wondering how exactly the bedframe got tossed into Avalon Bay, to begin with. Or, for that matter, who tossed same into the water.) At any rate, other finds of the Cahuenga Pass Funtastic Divers during the cleanup were:

Bottles of whisky (notably Tennessee and Canadian such), slibovitz (a Slovenian plum brandy), sloe gin, sake and brandy, still in their bottles

Alligator-skin handbag of the tackiest sort, and with much in the way of papers still inside

Gold coins, notably several Kruggerands tossed overboard in the salad days of apartheid's depravities as a show of protest; two half-ounce Mexican Centenarios and an American Eagle were also uncovered

Gift cards as probably had much of their value used up, to begin with

RFID-blocker wallets (still having credit and debit cards intact, and a few with cash)

Transistor shortwave radios, one a Zenith Trans-Oceanic of Jonny Quest vintage

An unopened package of AA batteries as looked rather cheap

But it was the bedframe that took the proverbial laurels for Largest Haul, prompting Peter Potamus to remark that it was just crazy to picture an old bed frame in the harbour, and wonder how best to haul same up, signalling for the closest diver (Lippy the Lion, it turned out) to help surface the same. And during the presentation, Square Bear could be overheard remarking what it would have been like to have found a treasure chest of the Yogi's Treasure Hunt sort during the cleanup.

But at any rate, the Cahuenga Pass Funtastic Divers were especially recognised for not so much their attendance as for "adding some colour and variety to the proceedings", with the organisers, Snagglepuss and Huckleberry Hound, receiving Citations of Recognition. Asked for remarks, Huckleberry Hound saith--

I have to admit that, for the last couple of years, we've been finding a few interesting events around the country by which we could have, you know, these little ol' gatherings of fellow characters ... hoping as much for sharing old friendships and stoking renewed interest in our kind from newer generations who probably may not otherwise be acquainted with our sort. And the response we've seen--in Truth or Consequences, Minneapolis, Steamboat Springs, Wisconsin Dells and now here on Catalina--just makes this little ol' hound dog feel somewhat warm inside.

Which was enough to seriously bring out the applause from locals and visitors gathered. And plenty of interesting variety for the early-evening TV news bulletins from back on “the mainland.”

[christineanneho]

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[osterialaloggia-blog]

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[lamelusina-blog]

“TISANA MELUSINA” - l’infuso perfetto per le donne

Non sempre il sapore delle tisane è molto piacevole, ma un po’ di tempo fa ho sperimentato una composizione dal sapore gradevole a cui si può aggiungere un cucchiaino di miele.

Le erbe coinvolte non hanno particolari effetti collaterali, ma per tuttto ciò che è terapia non si può mai fare 2+2. Ad esempio conosco una persona a cui dà fastidio la Calendula, proprio quella pianta che dovrebbe lenire i problemi gastrici!

Perciò vi invito a sperimentare personalmente la vostra personale composizione escludendo via via ciò che non va. Potete provare anche con la radiestesia (usando il pendolo o la bacchetta) per verificare la compatibilità coi rimedi.

Oppure potete effettuare un test chinesiologico facendovi aiutare da qualcuno: stringete in una mano il rimedio alzando il braccio alla cui estremità si trova il rimedio, chiedete a qualcuno di tirare giù il braccio cercando di fare più resistenza possibile. Se il braccio cede subito il rimedio non è compatibile.

Oltre alle piante indicate per i dolori mestruali ne ho aggiunte altre che sono utili per la donna in generale.

TISANA MELUSINA PER MESTRUO DOLOROSO E ABBONDANTE:

Achillea: (fiori e foglie) antispasmodico, emorroidi, mestruo abbondante, impacchi per eccesso di sebo. Mai con anticoagulanti.

Finocchio: (semi, frutti e radici) facilita la digestione, l’anetolo agisce sulle coliche, depurativo per il fegato, agisce sul gonfiore e il meteorismo.

Anice stellato: (frutti) antispasmodico, stomachico (eupeptico, tonico per lo stomaco), carminativo (contrasta la flatulenza). Contiene furanocumarine, mai assumere con i FANS. Migliora il sapore.

Equiseto: (pianta) remineralizzante, diuretico, per infezioni urinarie, osteoporosi, fanere. Mai con diuretici.

Calendula: (fiori) coleretica, gastroprotettiva, ricca di mucillaggini.

Altea: (fiori) emolliente, ricca di mucillaggini, decongestionante per l’apparato respiratorio, antispasmodica per il digerente, sfiamma le mucose.

TISANA MELUSINA PER MESTRUO DOLOROSO E SCARSO:

sostituire all’Achillea una di queste piante a seconda delle necessità e del gusto

Angelica archangelica: (radice) ciclo scarso e doloroso, miorilassante, antinfiammatoria (utile per la cefalea), non esporsi a luce solare per furanocumarine (sost. fototossiche).

Artemisia: (fiori/radici) le radici hanno azione rilassante, i fiori contengono olii essenziali e sostanze antispasmodiche e emmenagoghe (regola flusso irregolare e amenorrea). No con ulcera.

Piante alternative meno sicure per i loro effetti su altri apparati

Pulsatilla: (pianta) ricca dell’alcaloide anemonina dalle proprietà antispasmodiche. Utile con annessite e ovarite.  Aumenta il flusso mestruale  in caso di ciclo scarso (oligomenorrea). Mai superare il dosaggio per evitare disturbi gastrointestinali e cardiologici.

Cardiaca: (fiori) regola tachicardia e ipertensione, amenorrea, ritardo e dolore mestruale, normalizza attività tiroidea, antispasmodico.

Piante alternative/sostitutive:

Stellaria (Alchemilla): (foglie) benefica per i disturbi uterini, detta Mantello della Signora per l’azione rafforzante sull’apparato femminile, utile con flusso doloroso e abbondante, nella leucorrea e nella prevenzione dei fibromi. Semicupi per gambe pesanti. Non con pillola e ulcere gastriche.

Melissa: (foglie e fiori) utile con mestruo irregolare e doloroso, utile per nausea e gonfiori poiché digestiva, antibatterica (polifenoli), rilassante, antispasmodica.

Argentina (Potentilla anserina): (fiori e foglie) con ciclo anticipato (polimenorrea), antispasmodico.

Agnocasto: (frutto) allevia cefalea, ritenzione idrica, tensione mammaria, al mattino (quando l’ipofisi è più attiva), regolarizza gli ormoni, utile anche per acne, climaterio e infertilità. Mai con pillola e terapie ormonali sostitutive.

Oli Essenziali:

Gelsomino: antidepressivo e per dolori vari SPM su polsi e decolleté, agevola il flusso applicandolo sulla pancia e dona serenità mentale.

Lavanda: antidolorifico e rilassante. Applicare sull’addome durante il ciclo e sulla zona del cuore, anche puro, per riconciliarsi con la figura materna e la femminilità.

Da provare il cerotto consigliato da Franco Canteri: mettere su un cerotto da applicare sul basso ventre 2 giorni prima del ciclo 1 gtt di questi O.E. --> Salvia Sclarea, Estragone, Finocchio. Certo ogni boccetta costa almeno 10 euro, quindi non è un rimedio economico, però c’è da dire che durano tanto.

In caso di ipotensione, dato che si può perdere molto sangue e sentirci demotivate, può rivelarsi utile l’O.E. di Rosmarino Verbenone applicato su polsi e plesso solare.

Si può aggiungere a questa terapia l’Enotera e il Gemmoderivato di Lampone.

PERLE DI ENOTERA (Oenothera Biennis): assumere 2 perle al giorno da 500 mg l’una tutto il mese o almeno in fase premestruale. Ricco di GLA (come il latte materno, il Ribes e la Borragine) regola la secrezione ormonale, contrasta ritenzione idrica, tensione mammaria, cisti mammarie e ovariche, disturbi cutanei (secchezza, acne e rughe), SPM (produce PG antinfiammatorie), fluidifica il sangue e migliora il sistema cardiovascolare. Mai assumere con farmaci neurolettici.

La prima cosa che si nota è una riduzione della tensione mammaria e un miglioramento della pelle e dei capelli (meno grassi, restano puliti per più giorni).

Gemmoderivato di Lampone (Rubus Idaeus): antispasmodico e regolatore dell’asse ipotalamo-ipofisi-gonadi. Regola quindi la secrezione ovarica, nonché l’amenorrea e le irregolarità mestruali, la dismenorrea e i disturbi della menopausa. Le antocianine inibiscono l’attività enzimatica che distrugge il collagene e i capillari. L’ho provato e l’efficacia è assicurata. 50 gtt 2 volte/die. Da associare a Ribes Nigrum con infiammazioni se non si soffre di ipertensione (30 gtt 2 volte/die) o all’Ontano bianco (Alnus Incana) con cisti ovariche (50 gtt di ontano prima di colazione e 50 gtt di lampone prima di dormire).

Fiori di Bach (sempre effettuare prima il test):

BEECH: ipercritica sul proprio aspetto, intollerante. CELL, DISM

CHICORY: manipola per paura di solitudine, non si ama ma vuole amore. C.OV.

CRAB APPLE: disgusto di sé, repulsione per il sesso, visione distorta del corpo, senso di sporcizia, acne, purificante. CELL, S. PREM, CAND

HOLLY: inizio pubertà, rabbia, invidia, facilità ad offendersi. DISM,MEN

LARCH: senso d’inferiorità, discriminate per un aspetto, confronti continui con altri. DISM, CELL

PINE:  pretende molto da sé, madre malata in gravidanza, per elaborare aborto e colpa di esistere, si sente di seconda categoria e si rimprovera. CELL, DISM

RED CHESTNUT: preoccupata per altri, rapporto simbiotico, vede il marito come il padre. SENO

ROCK WATER: perfezionismo, disciplina (ginnastica, dieta ferree), chirurgia continua, repressione dei piaceri, parametri elevati fino a autolesionismo. DISM

STAR OF BETHLEHEM: dolore legato ad eventi traumatici.

WILD ROSE: perdita della gioia di vivere, rassegnazione a rapporto infelice. CAND, C. OV

Nel prossimo post approfondirò il significato dei disturbi.

[helen-cartomante-blog]

Helen è Master Reiki, esperta in radioestesia, astrologa e cartomante, blogger del salottodihelen.blogspot.it I rimedi floreali di Edward Bach.☆ Ciascuno dei 38 rimedi scoperti dal Dott. Bach è indicato per un particolare tipo di carattere o stato emotivo.♡ Per maggiori informazioni sui vari Fiori e sulle loro indicazioni vedi l'elenco. Agrimony - tortura mentale mascherata da un'espressione allegra Aspen - paura dell'ignoto Beech - intolleranza Centaury - incapacità di dire di no Cerato - mancanza di fiducia nelle proprie decisioni Cherry Plum - paura di impazzire e di perdere il controllo Chestnut Bud - difficoltà ad imparare dai propri errori Chicory - amore egoista e possessivo Clematis - sogni ad occhi aperti sul futuro senza agire nel presente Crab Apple - il rimedio che depura; non piacersi esteticamente Elm - eccesso di responsabilità Gentian - scoraggiamento dopo un insuccesso Gorse - perdita della speranza, disperazione Heather - egocentrismo e tendenza a parlare troppo di sé Holly - odio, invidia e gelosia Honeysuckle - nostalgia, si vive nel passato Hornbeam - tendenza a rimandare gli impegni, stanchezza al solo pensiero di fare qualcosa Impatiens - impazienza Larch - mancanza di fiducia in se stessi Mimulus - paure concrete, con un oggetto preciso Mustard - profonda malinconia senza causa specifiche Oak - lo sgobbone che tiene duro oltre i limiti delle proprie forze Olive - stanchezza estrema dopo uno sforzo fisico o mentale Pine - senso di colpa Red Chestnut - preoccupazione eccessiva per il benes. delle persone care Rock Rose - terrore e spavento Rock Water - negazione di sé, rigidità e auto-repressione Scleranthus - incapacità di scegliere fra due alternative Star of Bethlehem - traumi e stati di shock Sweet Chestnut - stati di estrema angoscia. Vervain - entusiasmo eccessivo Vine - inflessibilità e tendenza a dominare Walnut - sentirti a disagio per i cambiamenti Water Violet - riservatezza White Chestnut - pensieri inderiderati Wild Oat - incertezze sulla strada da intrapprendere, anche sulle vocazioni Wild Rose - indifferenza, apatia Willow - autocommiserazione

[sohannabarberaesque]

Postcards from Snagglepuss: In a coffee house in Chattanooga, practically at the base of Lookout Mountain

At any rate, after quite the drive on I-90, I-65 and I-24 from Wisconsin Dells towards Florida, yours truly got a call from no less than the Cattanooga Cats "themselves," asking me to meet up with them at a coffee house close to the Incline Railway's base station heading up Lookout Mountain. Even if it meant having to thread my way through the Chattanooga jumble--or was it that easy?

But at any rate, and at a slack time for business even, the quartet of Country, Kitty Jo, Groove and Scoots were waiting for yours truly at a booth looking out on the highway, with a modest rain falling of the sort Southern winters seem known for ... and with a hot cappuccino to hand, not to mention a couple of scones, conversation like you wouldn't believe filled such a space. Conversation replete with some details about what's been keeping the Cattanooga Cats going all this time when The Banana Splits were "crossing into the Darkside," as it were--notably some rather imaginative concert tours with plenty of "meet-and-greet" opportunity for fans, the after-show grits and biscuits-and-gravy stations backstage, and perhaps their single most ambitious exercise in brand extension, their Gatlinburg coffee shop and roastery.

"None other than Cattanooga Klatsche," Country remarked with pride. To which Kitty Jo added, "Lovingly furnished with quite the collection of thrift-shop hubris and kitsch apropos the Queen Mother of Tourist Traps."

Scoots was quick to rejoinder "Wavy chicory coffee!"

As well as their more recent pet and pride, a modest little theater for amateur talent shows whose seating is repurposed car seats of all description ("At least it gives the otherwise bored, yet talented, summer help something to kill evening time with!"--Groove). Not quite the Ryman Auditorium, though, but for Gatlinburg, the very opportunity to host small-scale talent shows aimed at the summer workers matters.

Although Country admits that the shows are mainly for the love of showing off one's amusement talent, no prizes awarded of any kind, not even a recording contract.

"Myself," explained I, "I'm heading down Florida way for the winter ... going to spend time with Wally Gator and Lippy the Lion in diving experiences."

Which certainly stunned the Cattanooga Cats, and was enough to prompt Kitty Jo to recall that little exercise back at Rex Beach when she played mermaid to the Cats themselves trying out the diving schtick--a sort of "catch-me-who-can" underwater which, as Scoots recalled it, "may have felt a little funny for one cat who's had much diving experiences himself!"

"I take it you mean with that Amy Catline character."

"However did you guess?"

"I was at one of the Cats' shows," recalled I, "and you had mentioned where, that one summer of your mother's breakdown--"

"--I practically had to find my own fun at that swimmin' hole ... especially when I dived down to the bottom of same!"

"I presume that was about the time you stumbled upon Amy."

"Try more like 'crossed paths with' her."

"Ohhhh ..."

But at any rate, the Cattanooga Cats couldn't help but be surprised at the news of my going diving down Florida way ... and especially do down the Keys with a certain Lippy the Lion, otherwise a part of the Peter Potamus dive crew and quite a popular dive instructor back at Rex Beach. Which was enough for them to wish me well in the diving experiences ahead.

(And did I mention the cappuccino turned out rather exceptional, even better than Starbucks, even?)

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Postcards from Snagglepuss: So this is "Florabama"?

In case you didn't know this, the area between Gulf Shores, Alabama and Pensacola, Florida is known affectionately as "Florabama," straddling as it does the Alabama-Florida line. Yet still fronts the Gulf of Mexico, never mind that it's well west of the Emerald Coast, alias the Redneck Riviera. And it just so happens that Alabama's contribution to the Gulf Coast resort life is in Gulf Shores--and, to a lesser extent, in Orange Beach, on a small barrier island just offshore.

Which, after spending the night in Pensacola Beach at an "old school" motel for the most part, seemed like what could be called the eternity of this campaign I had with Crazy Claws to promote Wisconsin Dells, of all places, in Florida and parts of the South. Just be glad that you could call it winding down, and then some. Especially after getting some coffee, followed by a decent breakfast at a breakfast place off the Pensacola Beach Boardwalk that the motel owner had recommended for some reason: Rather wonderful pancakes and waffles especially. Which, when all was said and done, turned out to be everything as was expected, and then some. And what a conversation we had, even to the point of Crazy Claws bringing in Mr. Pancake at the Dells into the conversation, even recalling his bringing over the likes of Penelope Pitstop and Top Cat's crew for breakfast there.

So we began winding down this little crusade, and by the looks of things, some attention (though not exactly astronomically earth-shaking) had been made of Wisconsin Dells among respondents so far ... and so back to US 98, and stopping in Paradise Beach, perhaps the last resort of some consequence in Florida; the Alabama line crosses just ahead. And we wondered if there was bound to be much response anyway, by the looks of it ... so we make it into Alabama at last, and head to the Foley Bay Expressway to Orange Beach. Not exactly much of a climate for oranges, come to think of it, but still, the place didn't look too shabby in all honesty. It was still practically morning, and you couldn't expect too much on the ur-Boardwalk that early in the day. Anyhow, we found ourselves a coffee place as was fond of serving it in the Southern way--with chicory root added. Unmistakably mellow, especially considering (or so the waitress explained it to me) that it was probably a badly-roasted batch they got from the roasters, to begin with. As she explained, "Chicory can easily make an otherwise bad batch of coffee alright." Gave her a Dells brochure, walked along the Boardwalk (or what passed for it) and took in the sea air.

"You know, Snagglepuss," Crazy Claws remarked, "we're coming down to the end of a rather wonderfully crazy drive we had."

"So it was," I replied. "And what a time it was ... what wonderful times they were."

"Yeah, plenty of wonderful run-ins like you wouldn't believe."

"Like, remember when we ran into Scrappy-Doo at the Salty Dog Surf Shop, thinkingthe store's mascot was his cousin?"

"Like it was yesterday," saith Crazy Claws. "Even Scooby-Doo couldn't resist our presence. Or even when Top Cat and crew stumbled upon us in Key West, after we did a bow for the Dells at the Sunset Ceremony ... and TC treated us to conch stew."

"Best cure for hangover, or so it was said."

"Or even our encountering alovesick Jabberjaw in the Pennekamp Reef."

"He did look a little paunchy, I have to acknowldge."

"And perhaps the ultimate highlight ... meeting the Cattanooga Cats in Gatlinburg. Whod've thought there were still fans of that feline quartet thinking about them?"

"And the view--THE VIEW!!!--to be had from their retreat!" (A pause.) "Are we getting ahead of ourselves?! No matter; maybe head to Gulf Shores for a buffet lunch, and plan the way back."

Thankfully, the buffetw e went to in Gulf Shores wasn't the overdone Chinese sort; rather, they had much in the way of comfort food--meat loaf, fried chicken, chili mac, beef stroganoff, chicken noodle soup; I assume you get the idea. And after no less than three trips through said buffet, with about twice as many glasses of sweet tea between us--

"You'll never guess where our next stop will be," saith I

"Now let me guess--the Mall of America?"

"Close. Actually, it's the Minneapolis Aquatennial. Where another Major Convocation of our fellow characters has been scheduled."

"The Minneapolis Aquatennial? Who still attends that festival?"

"It may not quite be what it was of yore, but still, it's expected to be an interesting occasion."

So with that in mind, considering our eschewing the predictability of the Interstate system for as much as possible, we considered the most direct route there--US 98 to Mobile, thence US 45 to Fulton, Kentucky ... thence US 51 to Bloomington, Illinous (even allowing for a part of the journey on I-57) ... thence I-39/90 onward via the Dells to Minneapolis. About a couple nights out, to be frank about it, even if Tennessee and Kentucky pass through in less than an hour each. Meaning plenty of coffee and the odd convenience-store microwave sandwich en route. And while Crazy Claws managed to keep his enthusiasm for the Aquatennial Convocation in check, he certainly expected to meet quite a few people around Mineapolis (of all places) as much as the Greater Funtastic World of Hanna-Barbera.

Just be lucky we didn't fall victim to ptomine poisoning, let alone the addiction of a sweet tooth manifested in buying bakery donuts just to keep our appetites controlled ... and when we got to Minneapolis--

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Postcards from Snagglepuss: Plodding along through Georgia

Oh--where exactly were we? As I last recall it, me and Crazy Claws, my feline companion in service to the promotion of Wisconsin Dells, were somewhere near Griffin, Georgia along US 41 heading towards Florida towards such an otherwise ignoble cause. And just as we were getting breakfast--a real Southern breakfast of biscuits and gravy, not to mention chicory-enhanced coffee and a bowl of grits on the side--we got a text message alerting us to another load of brochures being ready for us in Macon. But before that, brochures had to be passed around in towns along the way.

Orchard Hill. Barnesville. Forsyth. Smart (what a name for a town in central Georgia!). Bollingbrooke. Basically the same basic procedure: Walk up and down the main street (or what passes for it) and ask the locals who are shopping or whatever if they'd be interested in learning about a rather interesting place up north known as Wisconsin Dells. Or, in some isolated cases, just slip copies of the brochure unsuspectingly into thehands of passerby. Even if they're just sitting in front of the local store gossiping away and chewing the fat with the inevitable crew of locals as seem to gather there every day.

And we make it into Macon, where I-16 plods its way towards Savannah off I-75, continuing towards Florida. Getting our load of Wisconsin Dells brochures at a UPS Store location in some cheap-looking strip mall on the north side, out by where I-75 and I-16 split ... and deciding to try some decent lunch at some local "tea room" of the old school. Classic Southern kitsch, by way of a chicken pie that was rather remarkable when some decent sweet tea accompanied the whole.

Now for our next target: Warner Robins. Which, as it turns out, is heavily military--Robins Air Force Base, to be exact. But considering the security situation as it is, it's rather difficult to solicit for the cause of Wisconsin Dells on base. Hence, go over to the local Kroger supermarket, stand in front and hand out brochures to the shoppers, civilian and military. Just be thankful we didn't get a complaint for Loitering, to begin with. And it can get tired standing up for a few hours at a stretch ... which meant that when we headed to Perry for the night, we needed a motel with a decent swimming pool and a hot tub to ease those sore muscles, and then some. Which took awhile ... but managed to find it in the form of a Quality Inn. Which was obviously out of necessity, otherwise preferring "mon-and-pop" places.

And boy, did the whirlpool actually feel good in the warm Southern evening ... ahead of supper at the local Chinese buffet. And it's here that I feel it best to bring up where Crazy Claws' tastes in Chinese food lean towards cahsew chicken, pepper steak and fried rice. Mine ... General Tso's Chicken and Mongolian Beef. And with plenty of oolong tea to wash things down. But what was even more interesting was where a few of the locals recognised at least yours truly from the Saturday mornings of their youths ... and graciously offered autographs along with the Wisconsin Dells brochures (which left the locals equally perplexed as to where exactly Wisconsin Dells was when they preferred the Redneck Riviera, as in Panama City Beach, as in the Florida Panhandle even) ... so, to out hotel, to rest for the night before plodding onward.

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Postcards from Snagglepuss: Lookout, Lookout Mountain!

So ... some steady rainfall from a passing thunderstorm or two in the overnight in our part of Chattanooga. And ere the dawn arrived, breakfast--coffee from the motel lobby and a couple of Moon Pies we had purchased last evening. Not quite what would be called a Southern idea of breakfast where biscuits and gravy or even a bowl of grits would be considered the standard in this regard, but still, it was better than nothing. And besides, Moon Pies started out as being a cheap coal miners' lunch at five cents a pop, so what could go wrong?

Hence, head on our way to Lookout Mountain, something of a landmark of Chattanooga since time immemorial, or so it seems. Especially considering that one of the Civil War's more decisive battles, the "Battle Above the Clouds," was fought in part on Loolout Mountain. Which would eventually give impetus to the Lookout Mountain Incline Railway, perhaps one of the first touristic distractions there. And as luck would have it, we were able to take advantage of an amazing combi deal covering admission for not just the Incline Railway, but also Ruby Falls and that Lookout Mountain legend known as Rock City.

Base station for the Incline: The St. Elmo district of Chattanooga, somewhat eclectic in its own way. Eclectic enough to maybe have attracted the Cattanooga Cats playing coffeehouse gigs there in an earlier time, prompting Crazy Claws to remark "Who can imagine them playing the Tommy Bartlett Show, which attracted stars from The Lawrence Welk Show for a few years back in the late 1950's when they were on summer break?" And this as our car made the ascent up what locals call the World's Steepest Incline Railway--up Lookout Mountain, no doubt. And at a gradient of 72.7%, you learn not to get sick all that easily, especially when you've got some pretty good views of the Cattanooga--er, Chattanooga Valley awaiting at the top.

"So," asked Crazy Claws as we approached the summit, "what explains that alluding to Chattanooga as 'Cattanooga'?"

"Just cannot help but recall meeting those Cattanooga Cats back in Gatlinburg," saith I. "And I can't help but get confused."

"I can sympathise." Whereupon we arrived at the summit ... and walked our way to the overlook, impressed at the early-day vantage of Cattanooga--er, Chattanooga--and the Tennessee Valley below. And for some reason, we managed to get some autograph requests, as well as some casual chats with tourists in much the same predicament. Who couldn't believe that we were doing our part to promote Wisconsin Dells heading down to Florida, and when asked about Wisconsin Dells, Crazy Claws explained that "it's a Midwestern thing--or is it? Still, you've got quite a mix of scenery and waterslides throughout to be distracted without being so confused besides."

(As certainly got some laughs.)

Before long, it was time to head back down on the Incline ... and I admit that the two of us felt slightly sick to the pit of our stomachs on the descent, only to manage some recovery on our return. Find a modest little coffee house in the neighbourhood, the sort the Cattanooga Cats might have played in the day, leave a few Dells brochures (with autographs) along with some rather decent straight coffee--without chicory, know--and discussing strategy.

Next stop: Ruby Falls, close to the summit of Lookout Mountain. Which, it just so happens, is inside a rather steep cavern--some 1200 feet deep from its entrance, accessible by elevator. What stunned us was that "the castle" at the cave's entrance originally had a dance hall, which was later closed to make sure Ruby Falls was a family attraction first and foremost. And who wouldn't be impressed at just how steep the walls of the cave could get ... especially at its raison d'etre, Ruby Falls "itself"? And what impressive lighting effects ensuing to make Ruby Falls impressive-looking! (It turns out that you wouldn't want to drink the water; the guide explained that such has a bacteria which can cause some rather serious diarrhea as would make the dread of Mexican tourists, the old Montezuma's Revenge, look like a rather fast journey down a waterslide in Wisconsin Dells--or that's how Crazy Claws parsed it. Which brought chuckles on the guide's part as much as the touring party.)

Still, I couldn't resist the prospect of the Cattanooga Cats posing for an album cover in front of Ruby Falls--oh, there I go again with my "Cattanooga/Chattanooga" confusion. Nonetheless, I understand that "Chattanooga" is from the Creek Indian, and means "rocky point from a ledge" or something like that. Cute pun, I have to admit.

Anyway ... finished with the Ruby Falls portion, head down Scenic Road (Tennessee 148) to Saunders Road. meeting up with Tennessee 58, the way to that legendary Rock City, as advertised on barn sides across the South and countless birdhouses sold as souvenirs. Which happens to be just inside the Georgia line ... and as for that legendary claim of "See Seven States from Rock City"--well, the weather offered, notwithstanding some high clouds, the perfect conditions for the attempt. And it requires some imagination to discern if you can see as far as Kentucky, North Carolina, Virginia even. Let alone Tennessee, Georgia and Alabama, as are pretty much "in the neighbourhood." And even there, tourists were stunned at our appearence, demanding autographs as well ... Not even Lover's Leap, something of a legendary "must-see" at Rock City, was immune.

As for that "See Seven States" sign, again I couldn't help but get the Cattanooga Cats into my thoughts, as album cover material even. Prompting Crazy Claws to chime in that maybe Stand Rock back in Wisconsin Dells would do just as well as album-cover backdrop for not just the Cattanooga Cats, but also The Banana Splits. With the dog making the jump. "I tried making the jump at Stand Rock once," Crazy Claws remarked, "but it was to evade Rawhide Clyde and Bristlehound." Even more amazing: Rock City Gardens are the remnants of a mid-1920's development called "Fairyland," with streets named for children's fairy tales.

Impressed? Not as much as back at Ruby Falls ... but we have to be back on our way towards Florida. Hence, double back on Tennessee 58 out by 40th Street, affording a shortcut to US 27, US 41 even on the Georgia side ... which back in its day, was known in those parts as "Bedspread Alley" for all the chenile bedspreads offered for sale (and, as I understand it, were locally made). Next time out, we'll continue with a sojurn to what used to be....

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Postcards from Snagglepuss: Still miles to go after our Cattanooga Cats encounter

With our Cattanooga Cats stayover in Gatlinburg out of the way, it was back to business, for the most part, for Crazy Claws and I in our Wisconsin Dells-related mission. Even if it took awhile to try and find US 321 as our way to the next leg of our run. Which was to be along US 11 (parallel to I-75, know; remember, we're "taking the roads less travelled") heading into Chattanooga. Which, incidentally, was the inspiration behind the very name "Cattanooga Cats", to begin with. A pun. Worldplay, even!

And we found US 11 eventually--at Lenoir City, just above the Tennessee Valley Authority's Tellico Dam. Whose back end, so to speak, is barely visible from the Tennessee River bridge ... and before long, we were passing out brochures in a couple of towns down the line. And encountering plenty of billboards for Rock City and Ruby Falls (on Lookout Mountain above Cattanooga--uh, Chattanooga), and The Lost Sea near Sweetwater. Which, as a matter of fact, is said to be the world's largest underground lake. And what an interesting distraction from passing out Wisconsin Dells literature!

In any case, after passing them out in Beautiful Downtown Sweetwater--no, we choose not to go to Walmart to distribute; we think Walmart's beneath our dignity--we stopped for directions at a local convenience store to The Lost Sea, otherwise known as Craighead Caverns. And thus we headed after the inevitable fillup and lunch of microwaved beef-and-bean burritos ... and boy, were we impressed at the very size of The Lost Sea, which was navigated on by boat as part of the tour! Not to mention some of the visitors recognising at least yours truly ... and being impressed at what we were doing in service to Wisconsin Dells.

(Anyhow, Crazy Claws was asked about any caverns close to Wisconsin Dells, and he brought up Cave of the Mounds near Mt. Horeb. Asked about just how Mt. Horeb related to Wisconsin Dells, Crazy Claws replied, "Doesn't pretty much anybody heading to the Dells go there, especially where the Merrimac Ferry and Devil's Lake come into the game as well?" Which managed to get some chuckles.)

Once The Lost Sea was out of the way, the barns for Rock City (as in "To Miss Rock City Would Be A Pity" and "See 7 States," etc.) and Ruby Falls got to be more blatant approaching Catta--er, Chattanooga ... not to mention such towns as Athens, Calhoun, Charleston and Cleveland, where we kept passing out brochures and discussing some possibilities for what we would attempt once we were down in Florida, our eventual goal.

In fact, it was in Cleveland that we got a text advising us to get some more brochures for distribution at a UPS Store locale in Chattanooga near the Tennessee Aquarium ... and were we lucky to get into Chattanooga just as the evening rush, which can get to be rather harrowing in itself considering the lay of Chattanooga, was getting underway. But just be lucky we managed to get to the brochures--and also an opportunity to stop by the Moon Pie Outlet in Beautiful Downtown Chattanooga, stocking up on cases of the legendary Chattanooga confection. As in the classic double-decker version, in Banana, Chocolate, Vanilla even ... and a case of the old RC Cola even! Not to mention leaving a few brochures for intending visitors, autographed even ...

Next up: Having to find a decent enough place as had some decent Southern cooking. Nothing rather arrogant, and no displays of the Confederate flag at that. Even if it was basically hole-in-the-wall ... and we found a rather charming little such on the way to Lookout Mountain. Which wasn't all that bad, come to think of it: Chicken-fried steak, mashed potatoes and gravy, even some chess pie for dessert out of sentiment for Kitty Jo of the Cattanooga Cats, who let slip a fondness for chess pie during our conversation back in Gatlinburg. And when the head chef came over, and heard about the Cattanooga Cats--well, he admitted a certain vagueness, followed by some rather blatant laughter as floored everybody as was in the place. (The coffee, admittedly, was your typically Southern sort, as in chicory being added. Not bad, considering that chicory adds some mellowness.)

Anyhow ... look for a decent little motel close to Lookout Mountain. Old-school. None of that chain predictability. Decent pricing, besides. It took some effort, but we managed to eke a decent room--as long as he agreed to accept a few brochures promoting Wisconsin Dells to pass out to guests.

As for that evening: Sitting out on the patio, watching a thunderstorm emerge (though not the severe sort, mind you), chatting away over RC Cola and Moon Pies ... and planning for our next assault, as in Lookout Mountain. As in Rock City and Ruby Falls....