Thanks for the sweet root beer memories, George. Brings back a tv commercial I wrote for the “rootin’-tootin’ sweeeet root beer: Rudy Root Beer, targeting kids. The brand’s mascot, a bear. A kid walks into an old western saloon, bellies up to the bar and orders Rudy Root Beer. the music and din stop when he orders Rudy Root Beer at the bar, riffraff in the saloon laugh at the kid.
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That is awesome E Sum. I wonder if it is on youtube. I remember visiting a state park in NY in 1977 that had the remains of an original settlement from the 17th century. The park ranger explained to me how they had root beer and pretzels back then, and I how I looked around and thought, I could have totally lived here then. What more do I need? Thanks, again, E Sum.
PS – the other barrel I have been thinking about is the proverbial barrelful of monkeys, but I’ll save that one for the day I ever post it.
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Sorry, George, that last comment got away from me. So, of course, the bear cleans out the salloon with all the cowboys that laughed at the kid, while the jingle sings about the “rootin’-tootiin’ sweeeet root beer!”
Btw, Wikipedia tells the world that Root Beer Barrels candy was invented in the early 1900s by pharmacist Charles Hines, and that in 1901, school teacher Annie Edson Taylor became the first person to go over Niagara Falls in a barrel and still celebrate more birthdays. No one would ever make that connection, but for Trefology.
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The song lyrics, “Roll out the barrel, and we’ll have a barrel of fun” came to mind.
First they roll out the red carpet for you and then they roll out the barrel, which knocks you down onto the carpet. And just as you are regaining your senses, they roll up the red carpet, and with you in it. But, ahhh, such is life. Thanks, Pam.
I remember the story of one reporter who took a note pad with him and strapped his arm in the barrel so he could write about the experience. They never saw him again, but they did find the barrel, as well as his arm still strapped in. The notepad was, of course, blank. And I think I learned that story from reading one of those Wallechinsky/Wallace Book of Lists that were so popular in the 70s.
You would think that, yes, especially after looking at a few photos of the falls. And yet, it was apparently the thing to do back in the early 20th century. Thanks!
An accident would need to be eliminated from the list of possible causes.
I can imagine a lake-side wine tasting stop concluding in an inebriated nap in a barrel that ends up in the water heading towards the sea.
The doubt is reasonable.
I hate to be a party pooper
But you likely did’t pay the cooper
(He’s the guy who makes the barrel
which will be your last apparel,
After you go over in a wet stupor).
Like I always say, “Viagra rises, but Niagara falls.”
Thanks, David!
Good to know!
Yeh, I thought I should get it out there just in case. Thanks, B
You never know when that info might be too late. Right up there with telling people you love them before it’s too late.
Oh,no! Carry a life preserver in your brief case at all times.
Brief case? Don’t be silly. I am always wearing mine. There is water literally everywhere. You can never be too safe. Thanks, MM
True for humans. Sometimes I forget that as I am a mermaid. :D
Haha! But of course!
Please don’t get murdered, it sounds terribly wet.
My doctor told me to avoid being murdered and fried foods. Thanks!
Wise councel, indeed!
Barrel of laughs.
I have had barrels on my mind a lot lately. Particularly root beer barrels. Remember that candy? That was good stuff. Thanks, E Sum.
Thanks for the sweet root beer memories, George. Brings back a tv commercial I wrote for the “rootin’-tootin’ sweeeet root beer: Rudy Root Beer, targeting kids. The brand’s mascot, a bear. A kid walks into an old western saloon, bellies up to the bar and orders Rudy Root Beer. the music and din stop when he orders Rudy Root Beer at the bar, riffraff in the saloon laugh at the kid.
That is awesome E Sum. I wonder if it is on youtube. I remember visiting a state park in NY in 1977 that had the remains of an original settlement from the 17th century. The park ranger explained to me how they had root beer and pretzels back then, and I how I looked around and thought, I could have totally lived here then. What more do I need? Thanks, again, E Sum.
PS – the other barrel I have been thinking about is the proverbial barrelful of monkeys, but I’ll save that one for the day I ever post it.
Sorry, George, that last comment got away from me. So, of course, the bear cleans out the salloon with all the cowboys that laughed at the kid, while the jingle sings about the “rootin’-tootiin’ sweeeet root beer!”
Btw, Wikipedia tells the world that Root Beer Barrels candy was invented in the early 1900s by pharmacist Charles Hines, and that in 1901, school teacher Annie Edson Taylor became the first person to go over Niagara Falls in a barrel and still celebrate more birthdays. No one would ever make that connection, but for Trefology.
The song lyrics, “Roll out the barrel, and we’ll have a barrel of fun” came to mind.
First they roll out the red carpet for you and then they roll out the barrel, which knocks you down onto the carpet. And just as you are regaining your senses, they roll up the red carpet, and with you in it. But, ahhh, such is life. Thanks, Pam.
At least you getting the red carpet treatment.
If you do you will be famous and make lotsa money like Annie. Expect bleeding………
I remember the story of one reporter who took a note pad with him and strapped his arm in the barrel so he could write about the experience. They never saw him again, but they did find the barrel, as well as his arm still strapped in. The notepad was, of course, blank. And I think I learned that story from reading one of those Wallechinsky/Wallace Book of Lists that were so popular in the 70s.
Better avoid the barrel
Unless it’s a barrelful of monkeys, which I have heard is quite fun. Thanks, Sadje
You’re welcome 😂
Lol Love this!
Thank you, Carol
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Thank you, David
As someone oft accused of scraping the barrel, this would seem to be my perfect death.
Hah! Thanks, Ford
😊
If it’s a Cracker Barrel, at least you’ll have a good last meal.
And I do love the Cracker Barrel. Thanks, again, David.
I don’t believe anyone went over the falls willingly in a barrel..
You would think that, yes, especially after looking at a few photos of the falls. And yet, it was apparently the thing to do back in the early 20th century. Thanks!
… but then I think, he is a pretty creative guy and minds do change all the time, so maybe he did finally decide he wanted to give it a go 🤔
I imagine the first three seconds after going over the falls are pretty incredible, but, most likely, less and less so after that. Thanks, D
Your poetry is very funny!
Thank you, Dawn. That is very nice.
*suspense music plays in my head* Dun dun duuun!
Hah! Thanks, Janny
An accident would need to be eliminated from the list of possible causes.
I can imagine a lake-side wine tasting stop concluding in an inebriated nap in a barrel that ends up in the water heading towards the sea.
The doubt is reasonable.
Absolutely and spot on. And sorry for the lateness of my reply. Thanks, Yahooey
You are welcome.
I hate to be a party pooper
But you likely did’t pay the cooper
(He’s the guy who makes the barrel
which will be your last apparel,
After you go over in a wet stupor).
Haha! well done, MM. And sorry for the lateness of my reply.
Your poetry is beautiful 💕
That is very kind. Thanks, V
What about being shot out of a cannon?
I’M FOR IT!
Do you detect a theme here or an obsession from CB?
I am adding that to my Contact Authorities list right under Jumping out of a functioning airplane with or without a parachute.
Or, non-functioning. Thanks, Geoff
Good catch.