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Happy One Year Blogiversary!


Happy Blogiversary!

Happy Blogiversary!

Happy Blogiversary!

Haaaaaaappy Blogiversary!!!

Yes, today is my one year blogiversary of officially owning “Oh Yes They Did“!  Wow! Time sure does fly by!  In the past year, I have published 140 posts…most of which I am proud of..haha.  I hope all of you have enjoyed the ridiculousness of my blog….minus the couple of sellers that have sent me a little hate mail for featuring their creations.  Thank you so much for your readership, comments, and the fine topics you have sent in to me!! I do hope you will continue to stop by and see what’s new!

Here’s to another year of Unpinteresting Pins, Shitsy Products, What Had Happened Was moments, and Outstanding Obituaries!!



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Outstanding Obits…Harry Stamps


Hold onto your hats people…because one of my friends (who knows my LOVE for awesome obits) just contacted me so I wouldn’t miss the Outstanding Obituary of Harry Stamps. This obit ran in the Sun-Herald, which serves the Biloxi-Gulfport and Mississippi Gulf Coast area. After reading it, I could not get on over to my blog fast enough to  post it! Enjoy a truly well written obit about a well lived life:

Harry Weathersby Stamps

December 19, 1932 — March 9, 2013

Long Beach

Harry Weathersby Stamps, ladies’ man, foodie, natty dresser, and accomplished traveler, died on Saturday, March 9, 2013.

Harry was locally sourcing his food years before chefs in California starting using cilantro and arugula (both of which he hated). For his signature bacon and tomato sandwich, he procured 100% all white Bunny Bread from Georgia, Blue Plate mayonnaise from New Orleans, Sauer’s black pepper from Virginia, home grown tomatoes from outside Oxford, and Tennessee’s Benton bacon from his bacon-of-the-month subscription. As a point of pride, he purported to remember every meal he had eaten in his 80 years of life. 

The women in his life were numerous. He particularly fancied smart women. He loved his mom Wilma Hartzog (deceased), who with the help of her sisters and cousins in New Hebron reared Harry after his father Walter’s death when Harry was 12. He worshipped his older sister Lynn Stamps Garner (deceased), a character in her own right, and her daughter Lynda Lightsey of Hattiesburg. He married his main squeeze Ann Moore, a home economics teacher, almost 50 years ago, with whom they had two girls Amanda Lewis of Dallas, and Alison of Starkville. He taught them to fish, to select a quality hammer, to love nature, and to just be thankful. He took great pride in stocking their tool boxes. One of his regrets was not seeing his girl, Hillary Clinton, elected President.

He had a life-long love affair with deviled eggs, Lane cakes, boiled peanuts, Vienna [Vi-e-na] sausages on saltines, his homemade canned fig preserves, pork chops, turnip greens, and buttermilk served in martini glasses garnished with cornbread. 

He excelled at growing camellias, rebuilding houses after hurricanes, rocking, eradicating mole crickets from his front yard, composting pine needles, living within his means, outsmarting squirrels, never losing a game of competitive sickness, and reading any history book he could get his hands on. He loved to use his oversized “old man” remote control, which thankfully survived Hurricane Katrina, to flip between watching The Barefoot Contessa and anything on The History Channel. He took extreme pride in his two grandchildren Harper Lewis (8) and William Stamps Lewis (6) of Dallas for whom he would crow like a rooster on their phone calls. As a former government and sociology professor for Gulf Coast Community College, Harry was thoroughly interested in politics and religion and enjoyed watching politicians act like preachers and preachers act like politicians. He was fond of saying a phrase he coined “I am not running for political office or trying to get married” when he was “speaking the truth.” He also took pride in his service during the Korean conflict, serving the rank of corporal–just like Napolean, as he would say.

Harry took fashion cues from no one. His signature every day look was all his: a plain pocketed T-shirt designed by the fashion house Fruit of the Loom, his black-label elastic waist shorts worn above the navel and sold exclusively at the Sam’s on Highway 49, and a pair of old school Wallabees (who can even remember where he got those?) that were always paired with a grass-stained MSU baseball cap. 

Harry traveled extensively. He only stayed in the finest quality AAA-rated campgrounds, his favorite being Indian Creek outside Cherokee, North Carolina. He always spent the extra money to upgrade to a creek view for his tent. Many years later he purchased a used pop-up camper for his family to travel in style, which spoiled his daughters for life. 

He despised phonies, his 1969 Volvo (which he also loved), know-it-all Yankees, Southerners who used the words “veranda” and “porte cochere” to put on airs, eating grape leaves, Law and Order (all franchises), cats, and Martha Stewart. In reverse order. He particularly hated Day Light Saving Time, which he referred to as The Devil’s Time. It is not lost on his family that he died the very day that he would have had to spring his clock forward. This can only be viewed as his final protest. 

Because of his irrational fear that his family would throw him a golf-themed funeral despite his hatred for the sport, his family will hold a private, family only service free of any type of “theme.” Visitation will be held at Bradford-O’Keefe Funeral Home, 15th Street, Gulfport on Monday, March 11, 2013 from 6-8 p.m. 

In lieu of flowers, the family asks that you make a donation to Mississippi Gulf Coast Community College (Jeff Davis Campus) for their library. Harry retired as Dean there and was very proud of his friends and the faculty. He taught thousands and thousands of Mississippians during his life. The family would also like to thank the Gulfport Railroad Center dialysis staff who took great care of him and his caretaker Jameka Stribling. 

Finally, the family asks that in honor of Harry that you write your Congressman and ask for the repeal of Day Light Saving Time. Harry wanted everyone to get back on the Lord’s Time.

Seriously…what is NOT to love about every word of this??

*The guy was a foodie before foodies were cool…he loved bacon so much that he was enrolled in the “Bacon of the Month” club  (God, I am jealous on that! I need to join pronto!), and he drank buttermilk in martini glasses garnished with cornbread. (God-damn genius!!!)

*He loved smart women, was raised by them, married one for 50 years and raised two! (Love it!)

*He never lost a game of competitive sickness! (I’d love to have heard the stuff he came up with there!)

*He crowed like a rooster for his grandkids on the phone. (What a good Grandpa!)

*No one told him how to dress!

*…and among so many other things, he despised Daylight Saving’s Time with a passion, died on that very day, and hopes we will write our Congressmen to repeal the time change.

I cannot come up with a single thing to NOT love about this guy or the obit that was written for him…even if he would probably consider me a know-it-all- Yankee

I salute you Harry Stamps for a life well lived, and one seriously Outstanding Obit!!

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2012 in Review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

4,329 films were submitted to the 2012 Cannes Film Festival. This blog had 14,000 views in 2012. If each view were a film, this blog would power 3 Film Festivals

Click here to see the complete report.

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Eleanore Grace Austen – Outstanding Obit!



Today I present the obit that made me smile from ear to ear: Eleanore Grace Austen of Hammonton, NJ. I LOVE that this picture is the one that was chosen to signify her life! Just from the picture alone, you can tell Eleanore was one spunky lady!

Here’s a piece of her obituary that gives us a snapshot of who she was:

Eleanore Grace (Lanning) Austen, born in Philadelphia on Sept 10th, 1938, passed away peacefully on Monday, Dec 3, 2012, at Heritage Assisted Living in Hammonton. Eleanore will be missed by many as she was a ray of sunshine to those who knew and loved her. She always had a smile on her face and loved to laugh. She was a hard worker and while a single mother, earned a scholarship from the State School to attend Cumberland County College. She graduated at the age of 37 and became a Registered Nurse. She was employed as an ER, ICU, and Pediatric nurse for Bridgeton Hospital and worked for the VNA before retiring. Many will tell you that she was a nurse till the end. She enjoyed making crafts, reading, quilting, watching birds, and keeping everyone else in line.

God Bless her. She seems to have had a great life…and my guess seems to have been correct.  Hard working single mom, scholarship winner, nurse, and enjoyed “keeping everyone else in line”. Yep, she was spunky!

I salute you Eleanore Grace Austen for a life well lived, and an obituary picture to prove it!


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New Posting Schedule


Happy Saturday everyone! Just wanted to let you all know that with school starting back up, I will have to change my posting schedule to the weekends. From September to June, I am one busy woman. I hope you will still stick around to enjoy my favorite Unpinteresting and Shitsy finds. Thanks again for reading my blog!

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Outstanding Obits…Val Patterson.

1953 – 2012
I was Born in Salt Lake City, March 27th 1953. I died of Throat Cancer on July 10th 2012. I went to six different grade schools, then to Churchill, Skyline and the U of U. I loved school, Salt Lake City, the mountains, Utah. I was a true Scientist. Electronics, chemistry, physics, auto mechanic, wood worker, artist, inventor, business man, ribald comedian, husband, brother, son, cat lover, cynic. I had a lot of fun. It was an honor for me to be friends with some truly great people. I thank you. I’ve had great joy living and playing with my dog, my cats and my parrot. But, the one special thing that made my spirit whole, is my long love and friendship with my remarkable wife, my beloved Mary Jane. I loved her more than I have words to express. Every moment spent with my Mary Jane was time spent wisely. Over time, I became one with her, inseparable, happy, fulfilled. I enjoyed one good life. Traveled to every place on earth that I ever wanted to go. Had every job that I wanted to have. Learned all that I wanted to learn. Fixed everything I wanted to fix. Eaten everything I wanted to eat. My life motto was: “Anything for a Laugh”. Other mottos were “If you can break it, I can fix it”, “Don’t apply for a job, create one”. I had three requirements for seeking a great job; 1 – All glory, 2 – Top pay, 3 – No work.
Now that I have gone to my reward, I have confessions and things I should now say. As it turns out, I AM the guy who stole the safe from the Motor View Drive Inn back in June, 1971. I could have left that unsaid, but I wanted to get it off my chest. Also, I really am NOT a PhD. What happened was that the day I went to pay off my college student loan at the U of U, the girl working there put my receipt into the wrong stack, and two weeks later, a PhD diploma came in the mail. I didn’t even graduate, I only had about 3 years of college credit. In fact, I never did even learn what the letters “PhD” even stood for. For all of the Electronic Engineers I have worked with, I’m sorry, but you have to admit my designs always worked very well, and were well engineered, and I always made you laugh at work. Now to that really mean Park Ranger; after all, it was me that rolled those rocks into your geyser and ruined it. I did notice a few years later that you did get Old Faithful working again. To Disneyland – you can now throw away that “Banned for Life” file you have on me, I’m not a problem anymore – and SeaWorld San Diego, too, if you read this.
To the gang: We grew up in the very best time to grow up in the history of America. The best music, muscle cars, cheap gas, fun kegs, buying a car for “a buck a year” – before Salt Lake got ruined by over population and Lake Powell was brand new. TV was boring back then, so we went outside and actually had lives. We always tried to have as much fun as possible without doing harm to anybody – we did a good job at that.
If you are trying to decide if you knew me, this might help… My father was RD “Dale” Patterson, older brother “Stan” Patterson, and sister “Bunny” who died in a terrible car wreck when she was a Junior at Skyline. My mom “Ona” and brother “Don” are still alive and well. In college I worked at Vaughns Conoco on 45th South and 29th East. Mary and I are the ones who worked in Saudi Arabia for 8 years when we were young. Mary Jane is now a Fitness Instructor at Golds on Van Winkle – you might be one of her students – see what a lucky guy I am? Yeah, no kidding.
My regret is that I felt invincible when young and smoked cigarettes when I knew they were bad for me. Now, to make it worse, I have robbed my beloved Mary Jane of a decade or more of the two of us growing old together and laughing at all the thousands of simple things that we have come to enjoy and fill our lives with such happy words and moments. My pain is enormous, but it pales in comparison to watching my wife feel my pain as she lovingly cares for and comforts me. I feel such the “thief” now – for stealing so much from her – there is no pill I can take to erase that pain. 
If you knew me or not, dear reader, I am happy you got this far into my letter. I speak as a person who had a great life to look back on. My family is following my wishes that I not have a funeral or burial. If you knew me, remember me in your own way. If you want to live forever, then don’t stop breathing, like I did.
A celebration of life will be held on Sunday, July 22nd from 4:00 to 6:00 pm at Starks Funeral Parlor, 3651 South 900 East, Salt Lake City, casual dress is encouraged. 
Online condolences may be offered and memorial video may be viewed

*Courtesy of the Salt Lake City Tribune.

Absolutely Beautiful!

Val Patterson, I salute you on a life well lived and a truly Outstanding Obit!!

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Outstanding Obits…Pimpin’ Ain’t Easy

Mr. Lova Lova…Big Pimpin’ straight to the Lord’s Hizzy.

Again, that’s how you do it. Lookin’ fly to the end. I salute your swagger Dajuan.

*Courtesy of my local paper.

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William Joseph “Willie” Patton…Perhaps The Best Obit Ever Written

Using this picture was genius!

I’m an “Awesome Obits” hound…and this is may be the best I’ve ever seen. Seeing this picture in the paper made me immediately read it…but don’t be fooled because it’s just the beginning of greatness:

William “Willie” Joseph Patton

AGE: 69 • Highlands

William “Willie” Joseph Patton (aka “Mad Dog”), 69, passed away on Sunday, April 29, 2012, at Mt. Sinai Hospital, having lived more than twice as long as his elementary school teachers had predicted. Willie, a longtime Rumson resident, will be remembered for his wonderful and sometimes demented sense of humor, quick wit, lifelong friendships, magnificent ability to tan & maintain that tan through the gloomiest winter months, charming good looks, larger-than-life personality, and the uncanny ability to don any person with the most suitable of nicknames. Born to Hazel & William Sr. in 1943, Willie spent his youth thinking of every which way to avoid going to school and surrounded himself with the delinquents of all delinquents, the “Park Gang.” The altar-boy-gone-bad was expelled from Rumson-Fair Haven Regional High School at the tender age of the 17 and decided to try his luck with the United States Navy. While in the Navy, Willie was a member of the National Honor Guard. He had the opportunity to meet with then President John F. Kennedy, and claimed that Kennedy didn’t listen to a lick of his advice. Following an honorable discharge from the Navy and a short stint with the Rumson Postal Service, an ironic twist of fate would land Willie on the right side of the law for the first time in his life as he became a Rumson Police Officer. Willie spent the next 26 years of his life protecting & serving the crime-riddled streets of Rumson. It is rumored that Willie holds the record for the least amount of ticket violations ever issued by a Rumson police officer. In addition to his duties as a police officer, Willie was a proud member of the Oceanic Hook & Ladder Co. 1 for 41 years. Once out of uniform following a grueling 8-hour shift, Willie could be found enjoying an ice cold Budweiser or CC & water while surrounded by friends at his favorite watering hole, Briody’s. Willie loved his family and friends and was loved in return. He knew when to take life seriously and when to have fun. He will be deeply missed and never forgotten by all who had the pleasure of knowing him. His spirit will live on through our shared stories and laughter.

I defy you to find one written any better than that. It was so good that I almost considered faking knowing him and attending the wake.Willie, I’m glad you lived twice as long as your elementary school teachers predicted, and President Kennedy totally should have heeded your sage advice! The world may have been a different place today because of you.

William Joseph “Willie” Patton, I salute you for a life well lived, and an outstanding obit!


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Outstanding Obits – Michael “Flathead” Blanchard

I love a good obituary. Not that I think death is funny, but some people’s obits are. For my first entry in Outstanding Obits, I have chosen one you may have already read because it became pretty famous when it was published this May in the Denver Post. If you haven’t read it, then do yourself the favor…

Blanchard, Michael “Flathead”
1944 ~ 2012
A Celebration of the life of Michael “Flathead” Blanchard will be held on April 14th, 3 pm 8160 Rosemary St, Commerce City. Weary of reading obituaries noting someone’s courageous battle with death, Mike wanted it known that he died as a result of being stubborn, refusing to follow doctors’ orders and raising hell for more than six decades. He enjoyed booze, guns, cars and younger women until the day he died. 
Mike was born July 1944 in Colorado to Clyde and Ethel Blanchard. A community activist, he is noted for saving the Dr. Justina Ford house from demolition and defending those who could not defend themselves. He was a Republican delegate, life member of the NRA, founder and President of the Dead Cats MC. He loved music.
Mike was preceded in death by Clyde and Ethel Blanchard, survived by his beloved sons Mike and Chopper, former wife Jane Transue, brother Stephen Blanchard (Susan), Uncle Don and Aunt Cynthia Blanchard(his favorite); Uncle Dill and Aunt Dot, cousins and nephews, Baba Yaga can kiss his butt. So many of his childhood friends that weren’t killed in Vietnam went on to become criminals, prostitutes and/or Democrats. He asks that you stop by and re-tell the stories he can no longer tell. As the Celebration will contain Adult material we respectfully ask that no children under 18 attend.

Now that’s how you do it! Besides his penchant for booze and younger women, and not following doctor’s orders, the fact that they put an age limit on his celebration rocks! I wish I knew him so I could hear the raunchy stories that were told, especially by his criminal/prostitute/Democrat friends!

Michael “Flathead” Blanchard, I salute you for your outstanding obit!

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