Monday, June 22, 2009

Bedouin Chief

This picture was taken in April of 1921, and was taken in the desert near Amman. The picture shows a nice view of a Bedouin Chief. He has a menacing knife, and large sword. Also in this camp, but not pictured were Herbert Samuel and T.E. Lawrence (AKA Lawrence of Arabia).

I hope you all had a nice Father's Day yesterday. Mrs. PJM had to work, so daughter and I drove down to spend the day with my parents. My Dad is 89, so he is a little hard to shop for. He loves fudge, so Mrs. PJM made him a nice big tub of fudge. My brother went down as well, and he gave my dad a big box of fine cigars. My dad is a big cigar smoker. The doctors used to hassle him about smoking cigars. He would always fire back that all his non-smoking friends had already passed away. Sort of funny, but the quip is really true. My dad says he started smoking cigars when he was 5. He and two friends would walk around town, pick up the cigar buts, take then apart, and then reroll them into new cigars. These three guys have smoked cigars since then, and the three of them are now the three oldest men in town. In fact, all their non-smoking friends have passed away. Of course, I am not saying cigar smoking is good for you, but I think the doctors have pretty much stopped hassling these old guys about their smoking. Anyway, my brother, father and I had a nice big cigar out on the screened in porch. I very nice way to spend Father's Day.


  1. Good Morning from Finland! Our time is now 5:11 PM, so we are a bit fore you - in that sake.

    Here in European Union there is a saying or term "the Polish plumber". This explains it:

    How about him fixing your facet?

  2. I smoked cigars for years. Then I jumped from the frying pan into the fire. I started chewing tobacco. I have spent hundreds of dollars with my dentist, but stupidly keep on a chewing.

  3. I took up cigar smoking for one evening in conjunction with several martinis. Let's just say the evening did not end on an attractive note.

    Even so, I do love the smell of cigar smoke.

  4. I'll say it for you: Father's Day would have been better smoking a cigar on your a new tractor! Next year!

  5. Sounds like a great Father's Day!!

    My dad is going to be 94 next week, and he drinks at least two bourbon old-fashioneds a day - Gentleman Jack is his favorite.

    He also mows his own lawn, spends time in the sun, and golfs.

    If you listen to everything the so-called "experts" tell you these days, you'd never eat or drink anything, or leave the house.

    A lot of longevity is genetics, but some is common sense, too. Everything is OK in moderation.

    Tell your dad to keep smoking those cigars - my husband loves the ones from Cuba.

  6. Thank you for a wonderful and interesting blog PJM and the entertaining repartee with your loyal followers - good for my aging mind.

    The mention of your dad and co. picking up discarded cigar butts reminded me of a question in a maths and logic exam we had in middle school in 1958. viz: 'If for every seven butts a tramp picks up he can roll one complete cigarette how many cigarettes can he roll if finds forty nine butts?'
    The answer of course is eight since after smoking the initial seven from the forty nine butts he has seven more butts to make one more.

    The school, for those who might be interested to know, was the wonderful 'Saint Andrew's High School' in Malawi. I loved the school and its very dedicated headmaster and teachers with imagination.
    Take a peek at a great school here.

  7. Smartgirl: "...If you listen to everything the so-called "experts" tell you..."; except plumbing experts, I suppose. Everyone has a perspective made valid through their experience. My nephew died while he was young, as a result of running in a church gymnasium, after hitting his head on the stage stairs. My brother-in-law died by an accidental self-inflicted gun shot wound; but the family still advocates a passion for playful running and practical pistol shooting. Like you said, "Moderation..."

    That's why I think this whole voting (I didn't this time), urging, discouraging, ... of PJM's plumbing escapades are fun, but a farce. Beyond the collective broadened horizons we all have through the experiences shared, only he knows in his gut how much he can do and when he's crossing the line. It's up to him to listen to his gut (God's whiper?); he's going to be the one dealing with the consequences ...however triumphant, or hilarious, or unfortunately catastrophic they turn out to be. Of course, he's going to "act, and not be acted upon"!

    As long as he's able to keep posting his antics, I'm good with PJM figuring this out for himself. Seems as if Mrs. PJM is at peace with "letting go", or maybe she's holding out for sainthood: the best revenge.

    Love of Family: the best gift ever!!
    So glad you had a great day, PJM. :o)

  8. Smartgirl: p.s. I'm sorry; I left out our family's traumas due to throat cancer and alcoholism. That's why I wrote the first paragraph in my previous post. I probably shouldn't have addressed it to you specifically.

    ray uk and MBadragan: Perhaps you've mentioned this before, but... Ever made it to this side of the pond? If so, favorite places? eats? Surely, you've been to Texas! I hear it's all the rage!

    MBadragan: tonight's supper will be salmon BLT sandwiches. Husband has been desperate to try them at home. Sound's pretty gross to me. I'm just having the salmon, and saving the BLT for lunch tomorrow. ...and grateful to be eating in our humble American home. I'm definitely consulting y'all before my next trip abroad.

  9. Eeyore
    That is a great math "word problem". Can you imagine the outrage if such a question was used now a days in an american school? Discriminatory use of the word "tramp", using a tobacco product! OH No!

  10. @Tina: Sorry for answering so late.

    Yeah, I've been in US. Twice, as a matter of fact. Been trained by General Electric in Schenectady and then visited them to solve some software issues for our turbine.

    Well... I didn't really like that area, Schenectady/Albany. Loved New York, it is my kind of place, crowded, noisy, active. I live in the capital of Romania, very similar to New York except the sky-scrappers. But I really dislike the suburbs and the kind of life they promote. Not for me.

    I hope to see the south sometimes in the future. California, Miami, Texas. I would like to have a motorcycle ride along 66, if possible (I love bikes).

    As for the food... well... I loved the baby ribs. Those were terribly, frighteningly delicious. And there was a special small place in Schenectady, called Ferrari, an Italian restaurant, where they served good food and Chianti in large amounts. And the Chinese restaurants... mmmm...

    But I have a problem with your food-habits. You eat too much, people (not you in particular :)). Portions were huge. And I am a slim guy, and I try to remain so even if I'm not 20 any more.

  11. Tina

    I left school in 1961 and joined
    the merchant navy. Over the next
    10 years I visited the States on
    some of the ships I sailed on.

    I wont list all the ports but I
    got to see the east coast, west
    coast and the gulf states.

    I always enjoyed these visits and
    found americans very friendly
    people, and fun to be with.

  12. Ray, in '61? My mother was 6 in '61 :) And I was what... -14 :)

    Funny thing. People like you in Romania only heard about computers and the internet is the one thing the young ones stupidly spend money on. :) I am impressed and depressed in the same time. Makes me think again about what damage those stupid Communists inflicted upon us.

  13. Tina

    You can fly into New York, get
    the train, walk, but nothing
    beats sailing into New York.

    It was an incredible sight for
    a very young man. We docked in
    Brooklyn. And I loved it.

    Can't remember the food but the
    beer was good.

  14. MBadragan

    -14...Very funny. Sorry your family
    and all other Romanians got caught
    up in the Communist Farce.

    You certainly seem to making up
    for lost time.

  15. Well, some of us got lucky and adapted faster to the new conditions. But the wound is still open for most of my people.

    Maybe the worst part is that they succeeded to destroy almost all our memories of the better Romania before they came. We lost everything we accumulated before: tradition of freedom, democracy, maturity, ability to understand that responsibilities come together with our newly gained rights, love for beauty... You know, all the small things that added up create the picture of a sane, normal society.

    Sometimes I try to imagine if it is possible at all for somebody that was never involved in such a thing to understand how it was. And I'm afraid of my answer because something past you can not really describe is something that may hunt you in your future.

  16. But enough of it. What was in the past is past.

    Let us hear some new plumbing stories :) PJM? What's the status?

  17. Tina:

    You are correct. Everyone has their own experiences, limitations, and genetic predispositions.

    But when I said "experts," I was referring to medical experts only, re the cigars. Based on many personal experiences, I have come to the unfortunate conclusion that most doctors are basically useless, and I don't trust them.

    Re plumbers and the like, one merely has to realize his or her own limitations and know when you could do some real damage to yourself or your property.

    I learned a long time ago that it doesn't pay to be "penny wise and dollar foolish."

  18. The Bedouin Chief in the picture is called "Odeh Abu Tae"

  19. I love the hand coloring in this piece. It always interested me how they are able to get the colors to look so crisp in the retouching.


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