Sunday, September 30, 2007

SNL - Iran So Far

My Cub reporter in the field David "Brilliance" Staskowski...and I both saw this on Saturday Night Live last night and wanted to share it with you...Watch the WHOLE THANG...

Saturday, September 29, 2007

OK You Asswipes...I need your help now...when you see my auctions...BID

I have a new proposition...I am selling things on ebay in an effort to BUILD A SPA at the FABULOUS CORAL SANDS...remember that when you look at my user name on EBAY and you are looking to find me MY USER NAME IS LUCKYDOGLOUIE
I am your GUY/GIRL.
I am here to tell you that with 30 years experience you are buying....GOOD SHIT.
PAY ATTENTION TO MY AUCTIONS...I WILL NOT LET YOU DOWN. This shaker is currently up on EBAY. It could be yours for probably next to nothing. is worth BIG BUCKS. xxooRuby

Friday, September 28, 2007

Musical Hands--The University of Michigan Fight Song

my friends to the North that are alums of The University of Michigan like me have begun my Birthday Celebration...Thank you Brian and David!!! Eat your heart out M.J.!!!

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Alice be Ghostly 1926 - 2007

O, fellow, come, the song we had last night.
Mark it, Cesario, it is old and plain;
The spinsters and the knitters in the sun
And the free maids that weave their thread with bones
Do use to chant it: it is silly sooth,
And dallies with the innocence of love,
Like the old age.

Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

So long Alice Ghostly, one of early television's great spinsters. Ghostly, along with other iconic single women of tv, Ann B. Davis, Nancy Kulp, and Sheila Kuehl, modeled the image of a single women for the Baby Boomers. It may not always have been pretty (Schultzy, Miss Hathaway) but it was THERE.

Alice was born on Aug. 14, 1926, in Eve, Mo., where her father worked as a telegraph operator. She grew up in Henryetta, Oklahoma. After graduating from high school, Ghostley attended the University of Oklahoma but dropped out and moved to New York with her sister to pursue a career in the theater.

"The best job I had then was as a theater usher," she said in a 1990 Boston Globe interview. "I saw the plays for free. What I saw before me was a visualization of what I wanted to do and what I wanted to be."

She was well aware of the types of roles she should pursue. "I knew I didn't look like an ingenue," she told The Globe. "My nose was too long. I had crooked teeth. I wasn't blond. I knew I looked like a character actress.

"But I also knew I'd find a way," she added. And she did. And we remember her.

Thanks to cub reporter David Staskowski for contributing to this post.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Montana Fly Fishing Group 1970s...can you find Ruby?

Snow Bank Campground...Pray Montana Mid 1970s.Ruby's at the bottom far right buzz cut.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Don't Let the Sun Catch You Crying

Sander Peaches "Punxsutwaney" Chekouras snapped this picture of her shadow to prove the sun has finally returned to Northern California. It's been a chilly summer up there.

She further reports that Boom Ball Squaw has purchased a a ticket and will be hitting the tarmac on the 19th to refuel at base camp.

Survey says there will be a caravan tour of the coast in early November. Everybody, put your breakables away!

Joni Mitchell / California

Joni says it all here. Will you take me as I am? Ruby

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Back by Popular Demand

Hey, we're real big fans here at the Sands where Blue is still considered one of the best albums ever cut by anybody anywhere. Mitchell is experiencing something of a Renaissance these days with a poem published in this week's The New Yorker and a new tribute album on the shelves arranged by none other than Herbie Hancock. The disc features the incomparable Wayne Shorter, Norah Jones, Tina Turner, baby!, Corrine Bailey Rae and the ultimate interpreter of Joni's work, Ms. Mitchell herself. Check it out.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

The Hobo Life...Betty Lou Orr, Amy Hilger, Ruby Montana, and Lisa Hilger

Ruby cut her hair just before this trip...Loved camping in Nebraska...

So Long, Alex the Parrot

September 12, 2007
Editorial Notebook
The New York Times

Alex the Parrot
Thinking about animals — and especially thinking about whether animals can think — is like looking at the world through a two-way mirror. There, for example, on the other side of the mirror, is Alex, the famous African Grey parrot who died unexpectedly last week at the age of 31. But looking at Alex, who mastered a surprising vocabulary of words and concepts, the question is always how much of our own reflection we see.
What you make of Dr. Irene Pepperberg’s work with Alex depends on whether you think Alex’s cognitive presence was real or merely imitative. A truly dispassionate observer might argue that most Grey parrots could probably learn what Alex had learned, but only a microscopic minority of humans could have learned what Alex had to teach. Most humans are not truly dispassionate observers. We’re too invested in the idea of our superiority to understand what an inferior quality it really is. I always wonder how the experiments would go if they were reversed — if, instead of us trying to teach Alex how to use the English language, Alex were to try teaching us to understand the world as it appears to parrots.
These are bottomless questions, of course. For us, language is everything because we know ourselves in it. Alex’s final words were: “I love you.”
There is no doubt that Alex had a keen awareness of the situations in which that sentence is appropriate — that is, at the end of a message at the end of the day. But to say whether Alex loved the human who taught him, we’d have to know if he had a separate conceptual grasp of what love is, which is different from understanding the context in which the word occurs. By any performative standard — knowing how to use the word properly — Alex loved Dr. Pepperberg. Beyond that, only our intuitions, our sense of who that bird might really be, are useful. And in some ways this is also a judgment we make about loving each other.
To wonder what Alex recognized when he recognized words is also to wonder what humans recognize when we recognize words. It was indeed surprising to realize how quickly Alex could take in words and concepts. Scientifically speaking, the value of this research lies in its specific details about patterns of learning and cognition. Ethically speaking, the value lies in our surprise, our renewed awareness of how little we allow ourselves to expect from the animals around us. VERLYN KLINKENBORG

Mama Mia!

Well, we had to do one more because it is just such a great pic of a great spirit and, as you know, we're all about spirit here at the sands. Lola has this picture up in her little corner of the room. She's a big, big fan and often seems to be possessed by Gov. Richards' spirit.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Ronettes - Be My baby

I think these are the true Queen Ponies...This is GirlPower...What I would like to feel everyday...Come on Girls. Ruby

Sunday, September 9, 2007

If You're Happy and You Know It, Bleach Your Hair!

I felt September called for a tribute to Little Richards -- that's right, Ann Richards, Governor of Texas, Derider of George W. Bush, Belle of the Ball, and one hell of a woman.

During their hard fought campaign for Governor, Richards and Bush squared off in a memorable debate. At issue was Bush's support for making it legal to carry concealed weapons in Texas (the man appears to be big on killing, but maybe I don't understand something). Richards opposed the bill. Bush attempted to turn Ann's base, women, against her in one exchange, saying, "Ann, don't you want a woman to be able to defend herself and feel safer because she has a gun in her purse."
Richards just laughed him off, saying, "Oh, George, you know as well as I do there isn't a woman in Texas who could FIND a gun in her purse." I fell in love all over again when she said that.
I met up with Ann long before that. She was in Seattle speaking at a Democratic Fund Raiser and, passing The Pinto Pony, had asked her chauffeur stop saying her son loved my shop and that she had to get him a teeshirt. At any rate...later that night I was at that very same fund raiser...I was in the back somewhere when she caught my eye. She yelled, "Ruby Montana, you get up here with me...I hear you own this town. I want to be seen with you!" It was one of life's sweetest moments.

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Elliott Walker Veith (god daughter) with Ruby at her first Dance Recital

This was one of the most precious moments in
my long history on the planet. Little Elliott Walker Veith's first dance recital. Precious.

Bush Lied

Cub reporter David Staskowski in the field in Adrian Michigan. Thanks, David

Ruby Summer of 1973 Ann Arbor...We are in Graduate School

Click on this image and it will get bigger.
Do those Clogs fit? This woman is definitely a
fashion trend those socks.

Madonna - Don't Tell Me

Love this video...Ruby Thanks to MJ at Friday Fish Wrap...cub reporter in Palm Springs, Ca.

Friday, September 7, 2007

Ruby and her god daughters...Amy and Lisa Hilger

Dig that cowgirl...

Beautiful Days like this Make me Miss my Daddy...

Lynn Johnson taught me how to be Daddy's tripod so that his images
wouldn't be blurry. When he first
came to The Sands after Mom died he told me he wouldn't be bringing his his words "It would feel too much like a party this soon after losing Joyce." I insisted that he bring his camera...He hardly put it down once he got here...The man just loved living. What an inspiration.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Happy Birthday, Baby...minus the lettuce...Stacey "Belle" Wilson

I will follow him - Sister Act

Cub Reporter David Staskowski sent this video to my attention from Adrian, Michigan. Thank you, Davidxox

Happy Birthday to Loyal Sander Stacey "Belle" Wilson

Stacey Belle Wilson I love you. Happy Birthday.
Not only are you a wonderful friend...this world
would be three shades of Blue without you in it.
The photograph demonstrates Your effort to bring
a smile no matter what the situation. You are the best Wilson. xoxoRuby

Dusty Springfield - I Only Want To Be With You

I named a dog after this woman...she's incredible...I only want to be with you...

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Monday, September 3, 2007

ruby with Emily Fisher (better known as Flying Mermaid on my space)

Ruby has known Emily Fisher from the Seattle days. Emily currently resides in a castle built by her own hand in Douglas, Arizona. She was passing thru connecting with all her "space babies" from her my space sight. Great to see you Emily...