Wilderness Blues- Ramblings from the Great Land

  My daughter Autumn came by today. She and Jan had gone to do a little shopping after church and when she dropped her mom off, she came inside and stayed for a bit. Somehow we got on the subject of funny U-tube videos or memes and she found one that got a lot of attention last year. I think the title was something like Sharon's Pie or some such thing. Anyway, when I saw it, I knew I had to comment, so I'm writing this post. The crux of the matter was that this gal Sharon, a grandmother from Georgia,  had obviously overbaked her pie and then had the audacity to get on the Marie Callendar Facebook page and send them a picture of the black pie disaster and was blaming them. The comments that ensued were worthy of a comedy act. Her original post said something like - Thanks Marie Callendar for ruining my Thanksgiving Day dessert! Marie Callendar offered to replace the pie, but before that could happen, the picture had gone viral and a whole set of memes were born. It was hilarious

  I used to be strong, now I'm weak as a kitten Kitten Man I suppose I'll never be a hero, at least not to anyone outside of my family. There will most likely never be any comic books, radio shows or movies in which I would be the star. After all, what kind of a super hero would Kitten Man be? What little kid points at me in the supermarket and excitedly tells his mom, " When I grow up, that's who I want to be like!?" It's not gonna happen. I can't even fool myself into pretending it could. When I was young I watched Superman on TV. It was kind of hokie I guess, but when you're a kid, you want to believe anything. When I got older I used to go to Meister's drug store and buy the latest editions of Superman, Batman, The Flash and Sgt. Rock comic books. They were only twelve cents each at the time, so a dollar would buy a whole slug of them. Superman could fly, he was super strong and was always rescuing Lois Lane from some kind of trouble. I can'