Rats! I Hate Rats!

Rats!

Lynn Kelley, BBH McChiller, Ma Cobb, Grammy Gets It

She’s back!

“Who?” you ask. Why, the Queen of Macabre, Ma Cobb, who else? If you missed her the other day (sharing some wild Edgar Allan Poe quotes), go here.

Today, Ma Cobb has a fun chant for you. Are you familiar with “I Hate Rats”?

When my youngest daughter Suzee was a kid, she taught me the rat chant. We’d say it together, saying it faster and faster each time it was repeated. It’s great for grins and giggles. Lots of giggles.

Definitely an activity for kids, but I’ve had fun saying it with some of my kid-like writer friends, too.

Here’s how the rat chant goes:

Rats!

I hate rats!

They drive me crazy.

I was crazy once.

They put me in a room,

a rubber room with rubber rats.

Repeat, but say it faster and faster each time. See if you can keep from cracking up once you reach your limit!

Most people actually do hate rats, but there’s one rat who’s quite popular, especially with kids. He’s a talking pirate rat named Vlad, and he’s a main character in BBH McChiller’s Monster Moon adventure series.

Meet Vlad:

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You can learn all about him in my post, Interview With a Pirate Rat.

Get to know him even better by reading Book 1, Curse at Zala Manor.

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It’s almost Halloween, and twelve-year-old AJ Zantony’s world is threatened by an ancient curse that releases wicked pirates who had been trapped for centuries in his Aunt Zsofia’s creepy mansion, Zala Manor.

The pirates–a vampire count, a pegleg skeleton, and a zombie–have three goals: to find a lost treasure, unleash the restless dead from their graves, and to settle a very old score by destroying the Zantony bloodline.

AJ has to stop them before midnight during Aunt Zsofia’s annual Halloween party. Except he has a big problem–monster phobia! He’s scared to death of monsters. But if he doesn’t act fast, the streets of Craggy Cove will be crawling with zombies. Who will be alive when midnight tolls?

Perfect read for Halloween, and the ebook is only 99 cents on Amazon.

Do you like spooky stuff? The Monster Moon series is spooky fun. I’m a big chicken, so I had to add some humor to the stories in order to be able to sleep at night, so no worries about it being too scary.

What are your thoughts? Do you think Ma Cobb should go on a date with Uncle Fester from The Addams Family? Or Lurch?

Jackie Coogan (Uncle Fester) and Ted Cassidy (Lurch)

Uncle Fester and Lurch from The Addams Family

Had you ever heard the rat chant before? Do you like rats? (Couldn’t keep a straight face asking that question.) Would you try the rat chant on a dare? I’d love to hear from you!

 

 

 

 

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Disappearing Body Trick

My son cracked us up with his disappearing body trick at a family get-together. The video is only 13 seconds long:

I grew up in a funny family. Likewise, our four kids also turned out a bit quirky. For instance:

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The grandkids don’t stand a chance, considering they’ve likely inherited the goofball gene, too. I mean, look at this:

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Our ancestors were quite a wild bunch:

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In the video below, more disappearing-body fun. The whole family had to get in on the act. Yes, we’re easily amused, and that’s a good thing. Listen to all that laughter. Let those endorphins do their glorious healing.

What are your thoughts? Are you easily amused, too? Do you know any similar nifty tricks? Do you like quirky people? I’d love to hear from you!

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Edgar Allan Poe Quotes Shared by Ma Cobb

Ma Cobb is at it again. In this video, she shares some of her favorite quotes by the King of Macabre, Edgar Allan Poe.

Before you faint-hearted folks freak, this is just spookylicious fun. So, grab a mug of hot cider, light a jack-o-lantern, and chillax.

For fans of Poe’s most famous poem, here it is again for nostalgia’s sake. If any of you aren’t familiar with this piece, enjoy!

The Raven

by Edgar Allan Poe

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—

    While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—

            Only this and nothing more.”

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    Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;

And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.

    Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow

    From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—

For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—

            Nameless here for evermore.

 

    And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain

Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;

    So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating

    “’Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door—

Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;—

            This it is and nothing more.”

Alexas_Fotos</a> / Pixabay

 

    Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,

“Sir,” said I, “or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;

    But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,

    And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,

That I scarce was sure I heard you”—here I opened wide the door;—

            Darkness there and nothing more.

 

    Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,

Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;

    But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,

    And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, “Lenore?”

This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, “Lenore!”—

            Merely this and nothing more.

Alexas_Fotos</a> / Pixabay

 

    Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,

Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.

    “Surely,” said I, “surely that is something at my window lattice;

      Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore—

Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;—

            ’Tis the wind and nothing more!”

 

    Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,

In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;

    Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;

    But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door—

Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door—

            Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Alexas_Fotos</a> / Pixabay

 

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,

By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,

“Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,” I said, “art sure no craven,

Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore—

Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”

            Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

 

    Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,

Though its answer little meaning—little relevancy bore;

    For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being

    Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door—

Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,

            With such name as “Nevermore.”

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    But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only

That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.

    Nothing farther then he uttered—not a feather then he fluttered—

    Till I scarcely more than muttered “Other friends have flown before—

On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before.”

            Then the bird said “Nevermore.”

 

    Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,

“Doubtless,” said I, “what it utters is its only stock and store

    Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster

    Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore—

Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore

            Of ‘Never—nevermore’.”

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    But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,

Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;

    Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking

    Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore—

What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore

            Meant in croaking “Nevermore.”

 

    This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing

To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom’s core;

    This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining

    On the cushion’s velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o’er,

But whose velvet-violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o’er,

            She shall press, ah, nevermore!

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    Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer

Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.

    “Wretch,” I cried, “thy God hath lent thee—by these angels he hath sent thee

    Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore;

Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!”

            Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

 

    “Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!—

Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,

    Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—

    On this home by Horror haunted—tell me truly, I implore—

Is there—is there balm in Gilead?—tell me—tell me, I implore!”

            Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

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    “Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!

By that Heaven that bends above us—by that God we both adore—

    Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,

    It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore—

Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.”

            Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

 

    “Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!” I shrieked, upstarting—

“Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!

    Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!

    Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door!

Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”

            Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

Alexas_Fotos</a> / Pixabay

 

    And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting

On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;

    And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,

    And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;

And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor

            Shall be lifted—nevermore!

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For a fun, spooky short story told by Ma Cobb, go here.

What are your thoughts? Are you an Edgar Allan Poe fan? Do you like this poem? Do you think Ma Cobb is cute? Or spooky? I’d love to hear from you!

Photos courtesy of Alexas Fotos, LoggaWiggler, and StarGlade – Pixabay

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Dancing Skeleton Limber Jack

Limber Jack is ready for Halloween.

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Do you like the fun music I found for the skeleton dance? The song is “Tiptoe Out the Back” by Dan Lebowitz.

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Lynn Kelley, BBH McChiller, dancing skeleton

This Limber Jack is the best toy ever! I get the biggest kick out of it.

So, he shed his pirate costume from Talk Like a Pirate Day and is now dressed as a skeleton.

I seem to have a thing for dancing skeletons. Check out my other dancing skeleton post. Can you figure out how I did that special x-ray effect?

What are your thoughts? Had you ever heard of or seen a Limber Jack toy before? Do you think it’s cool that it’s a toy and also a musical instrument? And can dance, too? I’d love to hear your thoughts.

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Parenting – It’s a Scream!

This is a real-life parenting story, one that gave me tons of gray hair.

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I revised one of my favorite parenting stories and then recorded it. At the time it happened, it gave me quite a scare that caused a full-blown panic attack.

For anyone who can’t watch the video, here’s the manuscript:

Back in October 1997, all four of our kids still lived at home. It was a few days before Halloween, and I dragged my husband, George, with me to a play at the Montclair Plaza, leaving 16-year-old April in charge of her two younger sisters, Amy and Suzee, ages 12 and 8. Our eldest, 17-year-old Mike, wasn’t cut out for babysitting back then. I’ll leave it at that.

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The play was titled “Everyman in the Mall, ” a modern spin  on a morality play from the late 15thcentury titled “Everyman.” The performance started in the evening after the stores had closed up, and the audience followed the characters through the Montclair Plaza, up and down escalators and elevators and all over the place to view the various scenes.

The theme was “death” and how every person must face it sooner or later. The grim reaper character creeped me out. So did the spooky, eerie atmosphere.

Let’s just say I don’t deal well with the horror genre and can’t watch movies like Friday the 13th.

About halfway through the play as we headed to the next scene on the lower level, a security guard walked up and read my name tag. Then he asked, “Is there a ‘George’ in the crowd?”

“Yes, right here.” I pointed at my husband.

The guard spoke into his walkie-talkie, “Okay, I found them.” He pulled us aside and told us to call home, that there was some kind of emergency.

My stomach clenched. I was at a play about death and now something terrible must have happened to one of my kids. I dialed our home number, but my chest tightened up and I couldn’t talk, so I handed the phone to George.

A moment dragged on in slow motion as my imagination conjured up horrible scenarios, too horrific to even mention. I prayed silently throughout the full-blown panic attack.

Finally, George told me, “They’re all right. It’s not an emergency.” I caught my breath as I listened to George tell April she almost gave her mother a heart attack by calling us.

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As it turned out, April had started feeling sick and was running a fever. Mike and his friend, Brad, had dressed up as the killer from the movie “Scream” and were banging on the windows and scaring Amy and Suzee. Next, the boys climbed up onto the roof.

Their stomping back and forth and pounding on the skylights set off Amy and Suzee’s hysterical screaming and our two dogs barking and howling at all the commotion.

April tried again and again to settle everyone down, to no avail. She was afraid the neighbors might call the cops, so she resorted to calling us at the play. My cell phone must have been turned off, so she got a hold of mall security and stressed to them that it wasn’t an emergency but very important that she reach us.

Apparently, security didn’t listen to that part. Maybe the background noise sounded like bloody murder with the screaming and barking, but they treated it like it was a dire situation that demanded our immediate attention.

It was hard to follow the rest of the play after that, but that was okay because we were thankful our kids were all right. We grounded Mike for life, and that was letting him off easy.

What are your thoughts? Have you had any experiences like this, either as a parent or as a prankster trying to scare your siblings? Please share your story in the comments and I might feature it in a future post. It’s okay to change the names of the guilty parties. 🙂 

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Hollywood Boulevard – Part 2

In Part 1 of Hollywood Boulevard, we covered how George and I ventured to Hollywood and Vine to meet my online writer friend, Cait Reynolds.

I shared photos of some of the sidewalk stars with the names of famous old-time movie stars.

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While waiting for Cait to arrive at our meet-up spot, my imagination got the best of me as I gazed out the window of  The Pie Hole, intrigued by the assortment of fashion statements and hair styles, the wide range of expressions on some faces and yet others masked with blank stares.

Such a strange mixture of sights in that massive city: towering buildings interspersed with small businesses sporting creepy signs, plus the nonstop noise of traffic battling through mazes of streets, racing to get ahead in the rat race.

Definitely felt displaced and sensed a pinch of paranoia creeping in. Thankfully, Cait and her husband arrived just in time to save my thoughts from plunging into a deep, dark worm hole leading to Planet Nerdout. Whew!

It was awesome to meet Cait in person. She’s an instructor for WANA International, an online hangout for writers founded by social media guru and author, Kristen Lamb.

WANA stands for We Are Not Alone. Writing can be a lonely business, so it’s important to connect with other like-minded beings. Fiction writers can be quirky, with mind-bending ideas that often scare regular folks. Many writers manage to evoke an image of normalcy, so kudos to them. Maybe one day they’ll share their secrets with us.

Cait is friendly, full of spirit, and has a sharp sense of humor. We discussed some of the concepts she had taught in a WANA class a few days prior. Picking the brain of a brilliant creative is like eating a piece of inspiration pie. Boom! The brain explodes with more other-weirldly ideas. (Thank you, Cait!)

How ironic that I had just taken Kristen and Cait’s speculative fiction classes, which included Building Planet X, Populating Planet X, and Beyond Planet X, and now here I was meeting up with Cait in a real-life dystopian setting. No wonder I was on the verge of a panic attack.

In Beyond Planet X, Kristen covered topics such as building parallel timelines, time travel, non-linear, unreliable narrators, and much more.

Kristen Lamb and Cait Reynolds

When they get together, those two are a riot (as in funny, not a mob wreaking havoc on Pandemonium Boulevard).

I’d be willing to bet they’re destined for galactic domination. Check out this short clip:

Part of the description for the Building Planet X class stated, “Is Soylent Green gluten-free? All the questions you need to ask about your world, but didn’t know…and how to keep track of all the answers.”

Soylent Green? Ew, blech, gag! Can’t even imagine what it tastes like or what kind of consistency it would have. Hmm, that might be a great writing prompt challenge, huh?

If the thought of eating that slimy green concoction grosses you out, let’s change the subject to more appealing food. The Pie Hole’s Earl Grey Tea pie is to die for, and their pumpkin pie is spicy, zesty, and scrumptious. Mm-mmm.

Oops! My mind is wandering again, so I think I’ll go along. Wanna come, too?

How do you think old-time movie stars would react to present-day Hollywood if they were beamed through time and landed on the giant X in the middle of a Hollywood intersection?

Would they freak, or would they be fascinated? Or something else?

What are your thoughts? Do you like speculative fiction? If so, what kind? Would you enjoy hanging out on Hollywood Boulevard? Do you like pie? I’d love to hear from you!

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Stars on Hollywood Boulevard – Part 1

Have you ever walked down Hollywood Boulevard?

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The other day, my husband George and I ventured out to Hollywood to meet up with one of my online writer friends, Cait Reynolds. She lives in Boston, and I was looking forward to meeting her in person.

While stopped at a traffic light at Highland and Hollywood, I noticed the intersection had diagonal crosswalks. There’s a giant X painted onto the street. Are you familiar with that kind of crosswalk? Maybe I’ve been living under a rock?

You wouldn’t believe the crowd of people who had crossed the street before I snapped this photo. It was wild to watch them crossing diagonally and how they had to maneuver around each other when they merged in the middle of the X.

Honestly, I felt like I was thrust into one of the dystopian novels I’m a fan of. Neat to read that kind of stuff, but I must confess I felt uncomfortable and claustrophobic in this real-life setting.

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Once we found the public parking structure, we walked along Hollywood Boulevard toward our meet-up spot, The Pie Hole.

It was so cool to see all the stars in the sidewalks. I snapped pics of some of them. This was on the corner of Hollywood and Vine:

Jimmy Stewart! My all-time fave. I love George Bailey, the character he played in “It’s a Wonderful Life.” James Stewart is a legend.

And the Apollo XI astronauts! Wow, out-of-this-world thrilling to see their names inscribed in the sidewalk and preserved for future generations to discover.

George and I got a kick out of the sidewalk stars, though there were many names we’d never heard of. It reminded us of the Kinks’ beautiful and poignant song, “Celluloid Heroes.” Man oh man, it evokes so many emotions. Actually, brings me to tears.

Are you familiar with it?

Here are more stars of old-time favorites:

Once George and I settled in at The Pie Hole to wait for Cait to arrive, I spotted Capitol Records in the distance:

George reminisced about his teenage days when his friends and he liked to hang out on Hollywood Boulevard. People passed out copies of the Free Press, and he said it was kind of like the Haight-Ashbury of L.A.

Hmm, married for 42 years and I never knew that about him.

Looking out the window from my seat, I had a prime view to people watch. Unending characters scrolled past us. Crowds and crowds of people. As I looked closer, I realized each person had a unique look, their own distinct vibe, and I’m sure if I sat down with each one, their life stories would move me. I reflected on how easy it is to get lost in the shuffle of humanity in a big city and a world full of billions of souls.

My muse was having a field day messin’ with me.  Thankfully, Cait Reynolds arrived and yanked me back to the third dimension.

Tomorrow, in Part 2, I’ll share more about my adventure on Planetoid Hollywood.

What are your thoughts? Have you walked down Hollywood Boulevard? If not, would you dare to? Does your imagination sometimes get the best of you? I’d love to hear from you. Please share! 

 

 

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WWF Fans – Get Superstar Figurines at the Dollar Tree!

Attention: WWF fans, heads up!

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There are four WWF collector superstar figurines: John Cena, Roman Reigns, Brock Lesnar, and Undertaker for sale at the Dollar Tree.

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My husband spotted them and grabbed one of each for our son, who happens to be a big WWF fan and also a collector. What a great find, huh? If you’re a World Wrestling Federation fan, too, you might want to hurry to your local store before they sell out.

If you happen to be a WWF fan, which superstar is your all-time favorite? I’d love to know.

The holidays are right around the bend and these small figurines would make great stocking stuffers for big or little WWF fans.

Just thought I’d share these little gems with you guys in case you’re interested.

Sorry I’ve been MIA these past couple months. I’ve been in a funk. I’m not really sure why. Maybe witnessing my aging parents’ health decline? I’m thankful both are still with us, but it’s rough to see the toll taking care of  my father (he has Alzheimer’s) is taking my mother.

Also, seeing the state of confusion my father is constantly in, this once brilliant mind, now questioning the reality of every moment is a heart breaker. His short term memory is bad, but thankfully he still recognizes us. He’s still witty on the spot when responding to certain comments. And then those thoughts are lost. Yes, definitely why I’ve been in a funk.

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Mom in her new swimsuit. She hadn’t gone swimming in years, but rediscovered how much fun it is. I cropped the photo, because she’d kill me if I shared a pic of her in a swimsuit!

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My dad in plaid.

However, I hope to keep up with blogging more regularly, though. It’s important to preserve precious family memories and also share some of the wonders of our world with you. And a bargain or two when we find them! Life is hard but, oh, so good.

How have you been? Yes, I do care, so please let me know. If you only knew how excited I get when someone leaves a comment. I guess I’m easily pleased, but interacting with real folks, even if it’s via cyberspace, is pretty amazing, don’t you think? After all, we’re all in this together, right? Life here on Planet Earth, that is. 🙂

Wishing you a beautiful day!

 

 

 

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It’s Talk Like a Pirate Day, Mateys!

Here’s the scuttlebutt, scallywags: Today be Talk Like a Pirate Day! Yarr!

Meet Pirate Limber-Jack.

Me latest video features a Limber-Jack dancin’ toy. It’s believed this charming toy originated in the old country of Ireland. Immigrants brought their Limber-Jacks with them to America.

My poor Limber-Jack was stark naked when I bought him.

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So, I dressed him up for Talk Like a Pirate Day.

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It’s obvious in the video that I need a lot more practice hitting the board for my Limber-Jack to have better rhythm. I’m working on it!

For more pirate talk fun, check out my blog post from 2013.

If you’re interested in meeting Vlad, a 300-year-old pirate rat with some cool ditties, check out this interview from 2011. Vlad is kids’ favorite character in our Monster Moon adventure series, which is written under the pen name, BBH McChiller.

What are you doing on Talk Like a Pirate Day?

I’d love to hear your thoughts. What’s your favorite pirate term? Do you have a favorite pirate joke you’d like to share with us? I’d love to hear from you!

 

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Summer Storm in South Carolina

Do you enjoy watching a summer storm?

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Silhouettes of the trees during a flicker of heat lightning.

I don’t mean from behind the steering wheel on the freeway during a torrential downpour. Those are terrifying times. I’m talking about kicking back on a screened-in porch, hanging out with family or friends and enjoying nature’s performance.

I just returned from a fantastic trip. Flew into Atlanta, Georgia June 13th, where my brother and sister-in-law picked me up. They had to drive through heavy, blinding rain.

Meanwhile, my flight was late due to the storm, and when the pilot announced we might have to “divert” I worried about how far the diversion would set me off course.

Fortunately, the Atlanta airport opened up soon after that and we were able to land. Whew!

My brother moved to Georgia 23 years ago, and this was the first time I visited. I didn’t spend much time there, though, because the next morning we left for his lake house in South Carolina.

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Gorgeous South Carolina summer sky

My oldest daughter, April, her husband Bryan, and the kids (Grasshopper and Ninja Doll) drove from North Carolina and met us at the lake house on Friday.

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Lynn Kelley, Grammy Gets It, Summer Storm

More relatives joined us for the family gathering: my niece and her husband and nephew and his girlfriend. I hadn’t seen them in years.

We were lucky and had two beautiful days at the lake house with no rain. I’ll cover the water fun in another post.

Saturday night felt like rain, even though there was only a 30% chance. It started with heat lightning in the evening. Spectacular!

The wind blowing through the Carolina pine trees sounded like running water, but it wasn’t raining. The heat lightning entertained us for a couple of hours. Then the sky cracked opened and released a downpour.

We sat on the screen porch and the wind blew the rain in. Felt like a misty breeze. Delightful! I loved the way the tension and momentum of the storm built up, just like a good novel!

Here’s a three-minute video with some of the highlights. I changed a couple of clips of lightning flickers to slow motion and ended the video with a freeze-frame finale.

This was a late night storm, but well worth staying up for.

After a while, April announced, “Here’s a song dedicated to my uncle.” Prince’s “Purple Rain” set the tone for a great lineup of songs about storms.

By 2:00 a.m., my brother was ready to call it a night, but April kept asking him questions and Bryan kept the music going.

“Riders On The Storm” by The Doors was perfect!

I enjoyed hearing the oldie “Rain on the Roof” by the Lovin’ Spoonful, but my favorite song of the night was Thunder by Imagine Dragons.

Since I live in California, a summer storm like this one is rare. I’ll never forget the great time we had riding it out this South Carolina summer storm while rocking out to good music.

The heart of man is very much like the sea. It has its storms, it has its tides, and in its depths it has its pearls, too.

~Vincent Van Gogh

What are your thoughts? What’s your favorite song about stormy weather? Do you enjoy watching summer storms? I’d love to hear from you!

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