Category Archives: Barbara Ellen

Lonesome Dove

Barbara Ellen and me watched the conclusion of Lonesome Dove the other night, weeping at the appropriate parts because we’re both suckers for cinematic manipulation.

I thought the ending was weak but after all that came before it was acceptable. I still like the book better.

Smuggling cotton

Barbara Ellen says no, to my query whether Tampons feel erotic. It’s a question I always wanted to ask. No, she said, its having a dry thing stuck up inside you.

“It makes me feel like I’m smuggling cotton.”


If you don’t believe in reincarnation try asking a 2-year-old sometime the following: “Do you remember when you were big?”

A friend of Barbara Ellen’s did that and was astounded by the little girl’s offhand reply: “Yes. I was a nurse.”

UPDATE:  After the friend got over her shock, she asked the little girl for more details. To which the girl replied: “Move on, move on.”

Of Owls and UFOs

I’ve never seen a UFO that wasn’t pictured or on video. Likewise I’ve never seen an owl, live, that I recall. But I was drawn to The Messengers by Mike Clelland about both, often in conjunction. The messengers are the owls and they bring mystery, before, during or after a UFO encounter.

I devoted the summer before my freshman year in high school to reading books about UFOs. Books from the public library as this was 1958 and no other sources were available. Books heartily debunked by my Air Force father who’d had some experience with Project Blue Book, a 1952 Air Force collection of thousands of sightings, mostly by pilots, mostly debunked.

The owls are another story. Clelland interviews scores of people who claim to have been abducted by the Little Gray Men and many had owl encounters at the same time. He treats them respectfully and doesn’t waste space gee-whizzing them, let alone debunking them. But it’s the owls that mystify.

Barbara Ellen had her own owl experience, though not (as far as she remembers) a UFO one. Like the others in the book, her owl’s appearance was preceded by an intense emotional time and followed, albeit months later, by profound change.

As Chelli, an Amazon reviewer, has it “It’s just the honest ‘truth’ as best as anyone can wrap their heads around, a flurry of phenomenon so pervasive, so unreal yet there it is, make of it what you will but don’t criticize ‘The Messenger’ for bringing it to you.” Indeed.

Howdy Checkers!

Introducing Barbara Ellen’s cat Checkers, our new house-cat in a pic from her Facebook page. Short for Chubby Checkers, as he has a tiger-like swinging belly on him.

Our new Senor Gato is a Tuxedo in case you’re wondering, which is arguably a description and not a breed. But there are dissenters. He is super friendly and likes to cuddle. His cloudy right eye has since been fixed with antibiotics.

Metal detectors for schools

Since more gun control is a non-starter after the Santa Fe, Texas, high school massacre, mainly because the shooter wasn’t old enough to possess a gun yet had one anyway, Barbara Ellen’s suggestion is to install metal detectors.

Makes sense to me. Federal funding for metal detectors at schools would be the ticket. It would let the pols put their votes where their mouths are, and do something tangible at the same time. Probably too much, but maybe not.

Arming teachers would be smart but probably too smart for the majority of teachers. More gun restrictions for the law-abiding makes no sense, not that nonsense ever stopped a pol. It’s too late to change the culture. Few movies get made, after all, without a gun as a plot point.

Metal detectors are neutral and workable, if expensive, but federal funding could ease the pain. They’d stop all big knives as well as most guns. Just do it!


Barbara Ellen’s one of the few who’s never seen Game of Thrones. So I’m getting to reprise all 70-plus episodes with her. Fun stuff, and useful before the return of the final season in July.