It's a world of spaghetti!!! spaghetti world!!! A great man lives in the sky named Pierre!!! Pierre eats the spaghetti, but only enough to stay alive!!! -Please thank Pierre for his restraint and conservation efforts-!!! The Serengeti does not exist in the spaghetti world!!! In spite of the many jokes saying that it could!!! The Arctic does exist!!! Shanghai was wiped out by meatballs!!! you were never born!!! Welcome to hell!!! Not even Italy wanted it!!! It would drive out tourism!!! Didn't have to go very far for a meatball, HUH?!!! “Cloudy with a chance of meatballs” was a mere government controlled mainstream media hullabaloo!!!Pierre loves all!!! Pierre cares for the earth!!! Pierre is the one true Good God!!! Thank you spaghetti world for bringing good into existence and thank you Pierre!!! Thank you Pierre!!!
1/9/2026
It’s a Prelude, it’s got the future inside of it,
it’s not that fast,
but it’s got the future inside of it.
Crazy dash, crazy seats.
Whatever his name is had a Prelude,
he had one with the flip-up lights, cool seats,
“junk” sticker on the back window,
manual transmission, the commuter spec motor.
the Axle snapped.
he Couldn’t get the axle out.
Heat, PB Blaster, hammer, air chisel, dry ice.
One to four guys standing around it,
kicking it, yelling at it,
throwing cash at it.
12/26/2025
Great uncle’s christmas letter transcribed - christmas letter 2025
To keep the name of my uncle incognito I will refer to him as Uncle Jon James. This letter was the highlight of all Christmas letters. So here I have it transcribed for you. Please enjoy.
Jon A James/Jan. 13. 1941-?
Reminiscing, I remember: (Dam I'm old.)
A bloody knee from the curb out front and wearing short pants. I was about 6.
Breaking an arm in elementary school gym class.
My hair was curly. I hated it.
When the furnace was converted to gas from coal.
The round tub clothes washer had a double roller clothes wringer on top.
The refrigerator had a big round thing on top.
The milkman was a nice guy.
The main trunk railroad from Detroit to Chicago ran a block away behind the house. I don't
remember any noise issues but the smoke rained cinder particles which clogged rain
gutters and momentarily interrupted baseball games. Soon the railroad converted the
engines from coal fired steam to diesel electric which were clean and relatively quiet.
Going with Mom to the butcher, picking out a live chicken and then waiting while it was dressed. Had a 1953 ford then.
Spent a lot of time in the back seat of a 1938 ford driving all over Michigan including Willow Run, a Ford built and designed B-24 bomber plant where both Lee and Mom Worked During the
war. It was huge. Raw materials went in one end and B-24s came out the other end.
Mom raising chinchillas in the former basement coal bins.
The first time I saw Ray was when Mon brought him home from the hospital, i thought he looked like a muskrat, he had a lot of dark hair.
I saw Lee cut off part of a finger on his new Super Shop Smith convertible table saw.
Sneaking down in the basement to look at the guns. A lever action 300 savage, a 20 gauge
Winchester pump and a bolt action Remington 22.
Listening to the Lone Ranger on the radio.
My sister Marie trying to fool me into Santa Claus was stomping around upstairs.
Cap guns.
A gas pistol that shot ping pong balls with a big flash and loud bang. It disappeared very soon.
My Uncle bought me a top of the line Schwin with a horn, lights, rear carrier and chrome fenders. I rode that bike all over, even down town Detroit past Briggs Stadium. After a
couple of years that bike had no fenders, horn or lights, just an added kick stand. My uncle
also took me horseback riding. My aunt let me have one her cur libras with her before
dinner.
A neighbor, Mr. Garab, was a tanker in the war. He gave me a German Dress bayonet. It too
soon disappeared.
At times I had a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, cap gun and holster.
At the movies I saw all the news reels from WWII air, land and sea battles. From them I was
inspired to fly airplanes. That progressed into an extensive model plane hobby.
I cut grass and shoveled snow for money. Also a paper route. At 16, for $85, I bought a 1947
Dodge sedan. It was the heyday of the hot rod. In high school I took auto shop.
I didn't have any plans after graduation from high school (Edsel Ford High School). Attended
one quarter to Henry Ford Community College. My sister graduated from Michigan State
with a teaching degree. She suggested a Navy ROTC scholarship which I applied for and
Received to the University of Utah, That set me on my life's path.
During my first 10 years WWII started and ended with the atomic bomb. Radio was in its
heyday. In my second ten years the Korean war, western movies and then television came
along. While in the navy I patrolled off Vietnam in P2V’s and all over SE Asia. I watched Neil
Armstrong walked on the moon at 2am on a 14” TV screeen in 1971?. Then along came home computers. Bill Clinton rode the .com - software development economic boom.
followed, in a few years, by the internet, My son and brother both took advantage of the software boom.
The Kennedy’s were assassinated.
(in handwriting: OVER)
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