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Arms And Legs

a blue bird


People are very attached to arms and legs, but what if their names were switched.

Would there be …

Kids playing with Armo

Arm warmers and armings

Governments passing Armislation

Peg Arms

A movement to armalize marijuana

People in court alarming stuff

Alarmories in stories

Armhold traps

A French Foreign Armion

An “ABW” in cricket

Armolas in “The Lord of the Rings”

3 armed races

A “Pledge of Alarmiance” in the U.S.

The term alarmro in music

A  ZZ Top song called “Arms”
she’s got arms
and she knows how to use them

… or a Rod Stewart one named “Hot Arms”

“Open Legs” by Journey or “Brothers in Legs” from Dire Straits

A blegaid pouring my beer

Legged guards for legored vehicles

Legani suits


Neil Legstrong or Lance Legstrong

Fire Allegs

Flegers growing stuff

Legies and Legistices

Plegesan cheese or Plegigiano Reggiano for people who know more about cheese than me … or I … or myself


One Legged Bandits

a Spanish Legada


Swlegs of bees


A cult following for “Legy of Darkness”?


note: I guess arm and leg wrestling would still be similar … and possibly 4 arms on a legchair would be quite normal.

Leg bands and Arm bands would mess a lot of people and birds up though.

double note: if you don’t like this entry, you will definitely not like Salt And Pepper … and may be mildly antagonistic towards It’s Tuesday I’m In Love.



Birthday Cards From Neil Armstrong


Every year from age 5 to 9 I received a birthday card from Neil Armstrong the astronaut.

My grandmother forgot to send a card once, but Neil Armstrong always remembered.

I assumed he sent everyone in the world birthday greetings. Hey! if you can walk on the moon, sending billions of birthday cards is probably no big deal.

On my 10th birthday there was no card. I was sad.

My mother sympathetically explained that the birthday cards were actually sent by the family’s insurance agent Army Armstrong, or more likely his secretary.
We had changed policies and there would be no more cards.
I guess the old policy included a birthday card clause or something.

In hindsight, it was still nice to be remembered every year on my birthday by a complete stranger who didn’t really care about me.


note: Nowadays the Post Office sends me a card on New Year’s Day, but it’s just not the same thing.

double note: My grandmother sometimes forgot to send a card, but some years she sent two. Those things usually even out over enough birthdays.

triple note: the photo is of a “stone frog mailbox” I drive by occasionally. I’m still not sure if I think it’s cool or not. I guess it could be a “Postal Toad“.

quadruple note: I wouldn’t be writing any letters to these people on flypaper!