May 25, 2009

Memorial Day 2009

We are organized, Comrades, as our regulations tell us, for the purpose among other things, "of preserving and strengthening those kind and fraternal feelings which have bound together the soldiers sailors and Marines, who united to suppress the late rebellion." What can aid more to assure this result than by cherishing tenderly the memory of our heroic dead? We should guard their graves with sacred vigilance. All that the consecrated wealth and taste of the nation can add to their adornment and security, is but a fitting tribute to the memory of her slain defenders. Let pleasant paths invite the coming and going of reverent visitors and fond mourners. Let no neglect, no ravages of time, testify to the present or to the coming generations that we have forgotten as a people the cost of a free and undivided republic.
-from General Orders No.11, establishing the first Memorial Day, 1868

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May 13, 2009

Ducks In The Post

So Digicolleen of The Duck Show, apart from being a delightful conversationalist, is the organizer of this year's Duckfest, a slightly informal gathering of rubber duckie fans from around the planet.  After discovering a few weeks ago that I wouldn't be able to attend (it's in New York), she promised to send me a present from Duckfest 2009.

Today, as I was in the process of being screeched at by a student unhappy with the amount of money I was offering her for her textbook, one of the maildesk employees stopped in and deposited a small box in front of me.  Inside said box?

Yes, that's right... the official commemorative duckies from Duckfest 2009 and 2008, and a few others to boot! 

She's insane... certifiable... loony... and that's why I love her so.  Thanks, Colleen!!!

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May 10, 2009

Happy Mother's Day 2009!

I'm going to the Old Home Pond for lunch with Momzerduck, so F1 Update might be delayed.  Because nothing's more important than your mother.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom!

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May 07, 2009


So Momzerduck called me and said, "Son o' mine, me and Ph.Duck need a new television.  Can you help us understand what we'll be looking at?"  I, of course said "you betcha!"  So off we went to the Big Blue Box to take a gander (duck pun) and what's out there.

After being wowed by a 26" Toshiba LCD, she took me out to eat.  The dinner place we went to had a balloon artist making things for the kiddies... and balloon flowers for all the mothers.  This guy was pretty good, and after presenting Momzerduck with a flower he asked me what I'd like. 

Well, of course there was only one choice:

May I introduce Inflate-o-duck!  And no saying he looks like a pelican.  He's a duck, and durned proud of it!

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May 06, 2009

The View

Sometimes after a bad day at the Duck U. Bookstore, I'll just stand on Pond Central's balcony and stare at the field out there.  Usually the view will remind me that, all things considered, things are basically okay.  Sometimes the view will just be a slightly overgrown field with some trees in it.

And then you get today.  I've been... grumpy... for the past few days, and the weather was making my knee hurt like the dickens.  Of course, when I left the Bookstore the rain was bucketing down, and my umbrella proved unworthy of the trust I placed in it.  By the time I got into the Duckmobile, I was soaked from my waist down, and my back was pretty wet, too.  Of course the windows fogged over almost instantly so I wound up driving home with the windows cracked open... and getting drenched in the process.

Then I got home and realized I had left the balcony door open, meaning it had rained into Pond Central.  Great, just friggin' great.  I stepped outside, about ready to pitch a splitfingered fit, and stopped dead in my tracks.  Then scrambled around, getting the camera.  By that time, though, the trio of Devilduckies had gotten outside and... well, you see the results.

Still grumpy, but sometimes nature hands you a view to remember... and duckiebutts help, too.

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