A ton of years ago, there was an episode of The Simpsons, where they pull out a brochure that says:
So You’ve Settled for Branson
Branson may be a colossal joke to some, but I am always surprised what goes on there. Some of the events there seem as big as those that are held in Las Vegas, only with less show girls. Some info I saw put out by the Hilton Promenade at Branson Landing mentioned some different events in the area that I might like to plan for. Truth be told, there are some that *I* wouldn’t plan for, but there are people out there that would.
For me, I would look forward to the meetup for old Packards. However, some of you, by the judging of your reader comments would be more of the crowd that would attend the 10th Annual Clown Jam. I kid you not. It is a real event. A madcap time will be had by all, and attendees will learn magic tricks and how to create and apply makeup. There will be two banquets during the event. Though I never say no to a new food worthy occasion, I just may be the one hiding under my seat. Nope, I am not very fond of clowns. I am less fond of wearing clown makeup. I wonder if I would hyperventilate.
I think I would be better off at the Hilton Branson Convention Center Hotel. There is a Mediterranean style restaurant called Trofi. Their signature dish is their Saganaki. I long have been a fan of the flaming cheese. First, I became interested because of the sheer theatrical value of lighting up the whole restaurant with a non flame retardant dairy product. It certainly made everyone look at your table. When I was a little older, and a little more refined, I admired the smokey flavor and cheesy consistency.
When you are wandering around Branson, looking at the Titanic exhibit, marveling at the natural scenery, or running from clowns, you may want to take a break and try out Trofi. The thought flitted through my mind that I could use Saganaki to ward off clowns, if it was lit. Then, I decided I knew better. I would eat it, as long as the portion was not too big, before the clown got close enough.



There are quite a few hoity toity companies on Twitter nowadays. I have been following them and observing how the accounts are used differently than regular personal accounts. Marth Stewart has over half a million followers, but only follows 28 lucky people. The Ford Motor Company and
Hey kids! The SnackHound is hosting a great blog giveaway. In my spare time, I am not just a writer, but a photographer. I like capturing the slice of life…literally…but I also have taken many of the photos that appear on this blog. Unfortunately, my local copy shop just doesn’t offer large format prints or
Kissimmee is in the heart of Central Florida, not far from the amusement parks, but far enough removed to give you more of a small town atmosphere. In otherwords, you can definitely take a short drive to say you passed by the giant Coca Cola Cup at Disney, but you can rest your head somewhere less caffeinated and sugary. Speaking of a small town, did you know that the greater Kissimmee it boasts over 145 restaurants? As far as I last checked, the last time I lived in a small town, people pressed their faces against the glass to look at the rolls on the table at the town’s first and only sit down restaurant. Everything is relative, of course. Compared to how many eateries that are in, say, New York City, that is very small and quaint.
1) Wash your hands regularly. Your mother was right.
5) Do not think a surgical mask will help. It is a poor fashion statement, as well as it doesn’t pass microbes from passing through. Of course, if you are really aiming for just attracting attention, you can just wear a silly hat. A stocking cap like “Where’s Waldo” in the middle of the summer would do well if you are not into anything that won’t pass under a standard door. If you don’t mind bonking your head, a stovepipe is recommended. If you are sincerely concerned, get a respirator or something that has been approved for such purposes. Go back to steps one through four for more effective methods.
6) Above all, don’t go on Spring Break. It is over, of course, but college students and high school seniors insist on going to Cancun all year long. The reason that I suggest this doesn’t have anything to do with the fine establishments south of the border. If you are in your thirties or forties, you are safe. Do you remember all the horror movies where teenagers and college students bent on a night of frivolity get bonked by the monster, the Jason, or the other title character? No matter what, the ones that seem to get the ball rolling on being chomped or infected are of the 16-22 year old demographic. They are inevitably skinnydipping, running along the beach drunk, rolling in the hay at a camp or youth hostel, or just plain sneaking out in their folks’ car. It also has to be summer.
Oh, what cute fabric! I love green, especially lime green, but I also like sushi. Sushi has lended itself to much artistic interpretation over the years. Just search “Cat Sushi” in the search box on my site, and you will see what I mean. I think this fabric would make cute cafe curtains. Maybe I should cut out the individual little sushi pieces and make magnets. But wait, let’s take a closer look…






