We have no Saints to honor today, but today is Bill of Rights Day, and today is the birthday of Jeanne, one of Richard’s grand-nieces, the granddaughter of his brother Slug in our town (1993).
The first ten amendments to the United States Constitution were introduced by James Madison to the First United States Congress in 1789 as a series of legislative articles, and came into effect as Constitutional Amendments on December 15th, 1791, through the process of ratification by three-fourths of the States.The Bill of Rights is a series of limitations on the power of the United States Federal government, protecting the natural rights of liberty and property including freedom of speech, a free press, free assembly, and free association. In federal criminal cases, it requires indictment by a grand jury for any capital or “infamous crime”, guarantees a speedy, public trial with an impartial jury composed of members of the state or judicial district in which the crime occurred, and prohibits double jeopardy. In addition, the Bill of Rights reserves for the people any rights not specifically mentioned in the Constitution and reserves all powers not specifically granted to the federal government to the people or the States. In 1941 President Franklin D. Roosevelt declared December 15th to be Bill of Rights Day, commemorating the 150th anniversary of the ratification of the Bill of Rights. The original document is on display at the National Archives and Records Administration, in the Rotunda for the Charters of Freedom in Washington, D.C. (I currently object to a large portion of public opinion which appears to have changed the wording of the Second Amendment to “Anyone and everyone can have guns, no matter who, no matter why, no matter what.” The Second Amendment actually states, “A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a Free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.” Since we no longer have a Militia, wherein each person would have to grab the long gun off from the pegs over the fireplace to serve when called (we now have what is called an Army for the Security of our Free State), I don’t see why the Second Amendment is still in operation. Each State should decide for itself if guns, and what kind of guns, should be legal.) And today is the birthday of Jeanne, one of Richard’s grand-nieces, the granddaughter of his brother Slug in our town (1993).
Last night, Richard had brought Beej (ak BJ, ak Blackjack) into the house, and then it fell to me to put her out. When I opened the back door for Beej to leave, Lumpy zipped in, and there were ambulance noises in the kitchen. I grabbed Beej to put her out, and she panicked and clawed my right forearm pretty badly. I got both cats outside, and doctored up my slashes, and went to bed. And our New Orleans Pelicans lost their game with the Portland Trailblazers by the score of 101 to 105.
Richard got up half an hour early and left the house for work in the car while I was still getting ready; he reported that he saw a couple of meteors. I did my Bathroom Devotional Reading, posted to Facebook that it was Bill of Rights Day, and put the flag out in honor of the day. I then tripped in the living room on the cellphone charge cords, and landed on my left hand; I did not break anything, but my hand and fingers were a little stiff. I just picked myself off and got in the car and headed for work, and saw one meteor. At the casino, Richard signed the Early Out List. Once we clocked in, Richard was to be the Relief Dealer for Mini Baccarat and Pai Gow, but he was out with no time, and I took over his relief string, after going to see the Shift Manager in the Shift Office. When I signed in as an extra, by my name was the notation in big black letters “SEE JACKIE”, and I did not know if I had done something horrid and was about to be walked out of the casino or not. It turned out that I just had to sign the paperwork for my annual raise, which should go into effect for our next paycheck. I spent the rest of the work day explaining to various co-workers that Richard had signed the list, but that I had not, and that I would be signing the list next Tuesday when my sister is visiting. On my breaks I did my Internet Devotional Reading.
When I got home I read the morning paper and ate my lunch salad. I then took a nap for the rest of the day. While I slept, the guys who had done the yard work for our next door neighbor came over and did the yard for us at Richard’s request, Michelle came over to start cleaning up the spare room, and the Christmas Card I had sent to Nedra in Tennessee came back. I did not light the Advent Candles, and I did not do my Daily Update.
We have no Saints to honor tomorrow, although tomorrow is an Ember Day, the first of three for this season of the year. And tomorrow is La Posados, a re-enactment celebrated in Mexico and some other Hispanic countries of the Holy Family’s attempt to find lodging at the inn before the birth of Christ; it is celebrated for nine evenings, beginning on the evening of December 16th. I will do the Weekly Computer Backup and the Virus Scan and do my laundry, and do my Daily Update for yesterday, Tuesday, December 15th, 2015. After breakfast I will leave for Lafayette to do some Christmas Shopping and to put in some comfy chair time at Barnes and Noble. I hope to return for Jeopardy! at 4:30 pm. Our LSU Men’s Basketball team will play a home game with Gardner-Webb, and Our New Orleans Pelicans will play the Utah Jazz in an away game.
Our Parting Quote on this Tuesday evening comes to us from Blake Edwards, American actor, film director, screenwriter and producer. Born as William Blake Crump in 1922 in Tulsa, Oklahoma, his grandfather was J. Gordon Edwards, a director of silent movies, and his stepfather, Jack McEdwards, became a film production manager after moving his family to Los Angeles in 1925. After attending grammar and high school in Los Angeles, Blake began taking jobs as an actor during World War II. He also served in the United States Coast Guard where he experienced a severe back injury, which left him in pain for years afterward. In 1953 he was one of the scriptwriters for All’s Ashore, a comedy with Patricia Walker, whom he married that same year. In the 1954 – 1955 television season Edwards joined with Richard Quine to create Mickey Rooney’s first television series, The Mickey Rooney Show: Hey, Mulligan, a sitcom about a young studio page trying to become a serious actor. Edwards’ hard-boiled private detective scripts for Richard Diamond, Private Detective became NBC’s answer to Sam Spade and Philip Marlowe, reflecting Edwards’s unique humor. Edwards also created, wrote and directed the 1959 TV series Peter Gunn, with music by Henry Mancini. In the same year Edwards produced, with Mancini’s musical theme, Mr. Lucky, an adventure series on CBS starring John Vivyan and Ross Martin. Operation Petticoat (1959) was Edwards’ first big-budget movie as a director. The film, which starred Tony Curtis and Cary Grant, made Edwards a recognized director. Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961), based on the novel by Truman Capote, was credited with establishing him as a “cult figure” with many critics. Days of Wine and Roses (1962), a dark psychological film about the effects of alcoholism on a previously happy marriage, starred Jack Lemmon and Lee Remick and gave another major boost to Edwards’ reputation as an important director. In 1963 he directed The Pink Panther, the first film in the series; he went on to direct five sequels, including all the Pink Panther movies with Peter Sellers. He and Walker divorced in 1967. Edwards was one of the first directors to employ video playback of shot film footage on set, which he did with The Party (1968). He described actress and singer Julie Andrews, whom he had never met, as being “so sweet she probably has violets between her legs.” Andrews was so entertained by the remark that she sent Edwards a bunch of violets accompanied by a note. They began dating, and married in 1969. Darling Lili (1969) starred Andrews, and is considered by many to contain his best work. In 1979, after directing three Pink Panther sequels, he directed 10, starring Bo Derek and Dudley Moore. In 1981 he directed Andrews in the autobiographical satire S.O.B., in which Andrews played a character who was a caricature of herself, and he directed Andrews again in Victor Victoria in 1982. His last movie was Son of the Pink Panther in 1993. Edwards described his struggle with chronic fatigue syndrome for 15 years in the documentary I Remember Me in 2000. In 2004 Edwards received an Honorary Academy Award for cumulative achievements over the course of his film career (died 2010): “For someone who wants to practice his art in this business, all you can hope to do, as S.O.B. says, is stick to your guns, make the compromises you must, and hope that somewhere along the way you acquire a few good friends who understand. And keep half a conscience.”