Unc's Further Back Page

Unc's Further Back Pages

(being mostly a page for stuff that doesn't fit anywhere else)

April 1989 - Newmarket, England - You may or may not have noted an entry in my Guestbook from "Zippy the Wonder Lizard," and not noticed the familiar name on the e-mail address. To help you out, as well as to remind Zippy of the benefits of having one's own Web site, I present the following multiple-choice quiz. The picture at left represents:

A.
Dr. F. Mark Eubel III, Visiting Lecturer in American History & Culture at Kings College, Cambridge, interviewing Vladimir Paplopkin, famed Russian linguist and bicycle aficionado, during one of Vlad's famous coffee-and-cigarettes marathons.

B.
A bemused Unc showing some brain fade as the Maintenance Officer of the USAF 38th Tactical Fighter Wing (F-111F), RAF Lakenheath, pauses during a 3-hour Critical Mission Statement lecture.

C. All of the above.

D. None of the above.

E. Uh, is there a point here?

In the event Zippy hasn't quite got it yet, here's a newer picture he sent me. It's purportedly one of those "gag" deals for charity, where the men under his command raised money for charity to have him locked up in a "jail" until he could scrounge the bucks to bail himself out. Uh huh. I don't know about you, but those bars look pretty real to me. Not, mind you, that I would know anything about, uh, real jails or cells or anything like that. At all.

Honestly, to the best of my knowledge, Zippy's only real crime is still owning a '74 MGB GT with a side draft Weber carb he's been trying to correctly jet for, what, more than 18 years now? Ah, kids, huh?

I am not making this up. This is the actual corporate signage for a chain of restaurants located along England's major Motorways. I don't know what they think it symbolizes, but I sure know what I think it means.
Granted, the words "good food" and "English" almost never appear in the same sentence anywhere in the world, but most ordinary food available in Britain is fairly decent. One simply avoids "local specialties" (unless one has a comprehensive understanding of animal anatomy) and almost anything fried. Once you get over cold toast (uh, what was the point of heating up the bread in the first place?), the rest is easy.

Someone wanted to know what sort of person would actually be married to me. This ought to help a bit.

Here we see my wife, Nancy (the one in the foreground without the glasses), with His Holiness, the Dalai Lama. Question: has your wife ever vacationed in Tibet? Twice? Uh huh. Didn't think so.
That pretty much explains it now, doesn't it?

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		April 1989 - Newmarket, England - You may or may not have noted an entry in my Guestbook from "Zippy the Wonder Lizard," and not noticed the familiar name on the e-mail address. To help you out, as well as to remind Zippy of the benefits of having one's own Web site, I present the following multiple-choice quiz. The picture at left represents:
		A.	Dr. F. Mark Eubel III, Visiting Lecturer in American History & Culture at Kings College, Cambridge, interviewing Vladimir Paplopkin, famed Russian linguist and bicycle aficionado, during one of Vlad's famous coffee-and-cigarettes marathons.
		B.	A bemused Unc showing some brain fade as the Maintenance Officer of the USAF 38th Tactical Fighter Wing (F-111F), RAF Lakenheath, pauses during a 3-hour Critical Mission Statement lecture.
		C.	All of the above.
		D.	None of the above.
		E.	Uh, is there a point here?

		In the event Zippy hasn't quite got it yet, here's a newer picture he sent me. It's purportedly one of those "gag" deals for charity, where the men under his command raised money for charity to have him locked up in a "jail" until he could scrounge the bucks to bail himself out. Uh huh. I don't know about you, but those bars look pretty real to me. Not, mind you, that I would know anything about, uh, real jails or cells or anything like that. At all. Honestly, to the best of my knowledge, Zippy's only real crime is still owning a '74 MGB GT with a side draft Weber carb he's been trying to correctly jet for, what, more than 18 years now? Ah, kids, huh?

		I am not making this up. This is the actual corporate signage for a chain of restaurants located along England's major Motorways. I don't know what they think it symbolizes, but I sure know what I think it means. Granted, the words "good food" and "English" almost never appear in the same sentence anywhere in the world, but most ordinary food available in Britain is fairly decent. One simply avoids "local specialties" (unless one has a comprehensive understanding of animal anatomy) and almost anything fried. Once you get over cold toast (uh, what was the point of heating up the bread in the first place?), the rest is easy.

		Someone wanted to know what sort of person would actually be married to me. This ought to help a bit. Here we see my wife, Nancy (the one in the foreground without the glasses), with His Holiness, the Dalai Lama. Question: has your wife ever vacationed in Tibet? Twice? Uh huh. Didn't think so. That pretty much explains it now, doesn't it?