Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall...but he just cracks me up!

I have tried a time or two to add to my blog page and so far, anything decent has totally eluded my efforts. Tonight, I have time and the energy...but do I have the mental wherewith all to put anything on my blog? I have lolly gagged a great deal of today so I am not tired enough to go to bed. I have been moving for two weeks and my body begged for relief...I got some today...relief that is.

I feel as if I have fallen through the looking glass....perhaps not the one from Lewis Carroll's (of Alice in Wonderland fame) imagination...more one of Dante's fame...yeah, more inferno-like--especially with the heat we have suffered the past couple of weeks. I hate to move. I suppose Mississippi is as good as anywhere else to live, it is just the moving and getting straightened out that is the hellish part.

I do not live very far from the childhood home of Elvis Presley....oh yeah, big whoop! Lots of factories and industry dealing with the furniture and auto industry here. Toyota is building a place outside Tupelo that is supposed to give quite a boost to the local economy---but you know where Tupelo is, do you not?  It is right next to Onepelo....you know, where José and Jos-B live (okay, go ahead say it out loud....Hose A and Hose B--ha-ha made you say it anyway!) But the location should be great for business.

I found a lovely home on three acres of property....in Pontotoc....literally translated from the the Hecauwee (pronounced: heck-au'-wee) Indian language meaning...a place where beautiful women go to live.....You know that tribe--they broke away from the Cree Indians many years ago and started their own tribe when their illustrious leader lead a large war and hunting party out and got lost....they say he stood from the upper side of a tall hill in Mississippi and putting his hand over his brow to block out the sun's glare looked into the distance and said..."Hey, where the 'Heck are we?'" Thus, the name of the tribe. Remaining in a lost state for several weeks, the chief finally authorized a raiding party to bring women in from neighboring tribes to start their own civilization and colony....While many of the women were of dubious repute and many were not of traditional native American heritage or descent, the chief of the lost tribe was heard to say,“No good fish goes anywhere without a porpoise.” Not that anyone really understood the meaning behind it...but Lewis Carroll (nee: Charles Lutwidge Dodgson) used it in his writing regarding Alice.

Well that may be my brain in overload writing there...but, I can't help but wonder as I read Lewis Carroll if, in fact, he too may have taken a drag or two from that hookah that he wrote about the Blue Caterpillar smoking. Or, perhaps he was just as mad as a hatter on his good days....but he wrote and wrote more than 2,500 books and grinned like a Cheshire Cat all the way to the bank!

Okay, this blog just gets more and more curious or "curiouser and curiouser" so perhaps, I should go back through that looking glass but, "I can't go back to yesterday - because I was a different person then." ("by Alice"...)