When in doubt, just add 8-12 measures of a drum solo to your arrangement and voila!
In case you couldn't tell, this arrangement was loosely inspired by Boots Randolph's from his "Christmas at Boot's Place" album:
Admittedly, the only similarity between the two versions is that they are both swing jazz adaptations of the same song.
After the musical interlude, everyone in attendance was provided standard issue Christmas ordinance devices:
In case you don't know what a Christmas cracker is, here are the Teletubbies to explain:
If you are still confused, the staff of "Are You Being Served" illustrate, with a few double entendres, @20:25 how you're supposed to celebrate a proper, or in their case, a somewhat rude and improper, British Christmas:
And if this motivates to make your own Christmas crackers, Tesco uploaded a helpful how to video:
So, in the spirit of Ye Olde English Christmas .... Feliz Navidad!
I was cleaning out my cardboard boxes in a vain attempt to avoid dying in an avalanche of debris like my long lost Collyer cousins, from Maggie's Farm Sunday, September 6. 2009 post on "The Collyer Brothers"
My grandmother's maiden name was "Collier" spelled w/ an "i" and not a "y", but we assumed we were somehow related to the New York Collyers since everyone on my Dad's family were/are pack rats.
One of my old boxes contained an after action report from obvious Soviet moles cleverly disguised as rabid raccoons sent to destroy USAF space launch facilities.
Killer raccoon with his KGB handler:
"The People's Cube" 1/31/2014 post "New NSA Scandal !!" confirms that nefarious organizations are training raccoons for odious purposes:
Another KGB raccoon agent who allowed his penchant for tasty peanut butter to sideline his mission to take down the USA power grid:
Not surprisingly, the Fuzz was able to apprehend the fuzzy perp.
The timeline concludes (sorry PETA fans) with the death of of the poor rascally [possibly rabid] raccoon:
In case you're wondering, golly, what's the big deal about setting off some smoke bombs in a solid rocket motor facility, a fully stacked Titan SRM is nearly the length of half a football field:
The memo, which I find hilarious from beginning to end:
You might wonder whether there really is such a job as a base entomologist, and the answer would be, yes, there is, from the 25 JANUARY 2012 30TH SPACE WING INSTRUCTION 32-7001
"This interim change revises SWI 32-7001 by changing Chapter 23 “Apiary Hobbyists” so that bee keeping is no longer allowed on Vandenberg AFB. This change is being enacted to comply with federal law and per recommendations from AF entomologist/Pest Management subject matter expert advising against apiaries on AF property."
The memo concludes:
The whole report is highly entertaining, because, ultimately, all's well that ends well [except for the poor raccoon], but a couple pull quotes:
"It was unanimous at the meeting that the proper personnel were not involved in the decision making."
The blog title, "noli insipientium iniurias pati" is Latin for "Don't let the turkeys get you down." Benjamin Franklin bookcases the blog header title for two reasons:
1) He allegedly suggested the US adopt the turkey as its official mascot
2) His discovery of electricity helped Al Gore invent the internet
Quantum Physics equation under profile picture explained here
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