As you can see, Hickory Hill Hans was unaffected by the flashing cameras, paparazzi buzz, and general groundhog hub-bub of last week. So, we have no idea what the heck is going to happen. The deer continue to come every night for corn, but most of the snow has melted and hopefully they'll be able to find some acorns here and there.

I heard an old song on the Sirius Seventies on Seven channel last week. I'm sure you know it, it's the Pina Colada Song by Mr. Rupert Holmes. There are a couple of things that bother me about this song. Number 1: It's about these two people who are bored with each other so the guy decides to answer a personal ad in the newspaper from somebody who "likes pina coladas and getting caught in the rain." So he meets up with this person "at a bar called O'Malley's" and it's his "old lady." And guess what? They laugh about it. I'm pretty sure I would not be laughing, and that I would be upset because "Wait a minute, Bob, you did NOT KNOW that I was the person who placed the ad, and what do you mean, thinking you can escape????

Number 2 bothersome thing: The lyrics "Do you like making love at midnight in the dunes on the Cape?" Dunes? Dunes can only mean one thing - sand. And, sand can lead to chafing. It's like that famous scene in From Here to Eternity where Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr are lying on the beach, and it does look romantic alright, but, what about the chafing, and look out for the waves!

So, no, Mr. Rupert Holmes, unless you're carrying a stack of big thirsty beach towels, I don't think it's a great idea to make love in the dunes on the Cape, or in any other chafing material.........

or on top of cow patties.........

or any place that's infested with deer flies.

Happy Valentine's Day!

I was tagged by Megan last week to list six things that make me happy. I'm going to exclude family, friends, and good health from the list

Six Things that Make Me Happy

1. Mail - of any kind

2. Feeding tasty food to people and critters
3. Books and music (I know - 2 things)

4. Holidays - all of them - even Bastille Day

5. The smell of playdough

6. Brown paper packages tied up with strings

NBC news ran a story last week about rapidly increasing sales of Spam. Yes, during these tough economic times, people are turning, yet again to "Crazy, Tasty" Spam to sustain their families, and the people at Hormel are making Spam seven days a week. I did a PowerPoint presentation on the marketing of Spam for a mass communications class. It has a very rich history. Here's Bob posing with Spam and Spam products. Are you shocked that we have this much Spam in our pantry? You shouldn't be.

If you're running low, go to the store.

Carry some money, to help you buy more.

The tab is there, to open the can.

The can is there to hold in the Spam.

Now once you start in, you can't put it down.

Don't leave it sitting, or it'll turn brown.

The key is going, to open the tin

The tin is there to keep the Spam in.

Weird Al Yankovic

Recipe of the Week:

Pig Newtons

1 (12-ounce) can Spam

1 can Pillsbury Crescent Rolls

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Cut Spam in half, then in 1/4 inch slices. Unroll dough, separate into two long rectangles, and pat remaining perforations closed. Center Spam slices end to end down the length of each rectangles. (there may be slices leftover) Fold sides of dough up over Spam and weal with fingers. Slice the dough into sections about the size of Fig Newtons and place seamside down on a cookie sheet. Bake 15 to 20 minutes or until golden brown.

"Love is friendship set on fire." anonymous