Apple Pheasant

Wednesday, Nov. 17, 2010 - 1:59 a.m.

Well, the music of the Beatles is now available from iTunes.

I understand the gist of the back-and-forth, and I am glad the Apples finally settled their differences.

There are still signficant holdouts who aren't doing business through iTunes yet, but this might be a persuasive acquisition. I suppose if the artists who are not interested in contracting with iTunes are perfectly okay with not getting any portion of the skillion jillion dollars, then there's nothing anybody can say to them to change their minds.

I guess we'll see how things go.

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I was chatting a couple of evenings ago with Paul Kidd, and we were talking about The Dumb Things We Did When We Were Kids, and something came to mind I hadn't thought about in years, so I thought I'd share with the class:

Once when I was about five, my grandfather had gone hunting, and brought home a pheasant for my grandmother to prepare for dinner.

I found it out on a layer of newspaper on the back picnic table before it had been plucked and dressed -- this was where Gran always sat to prepare birds and fish -- and I thought that this pheasant was the *prettiest* thing I'd ever seen, with those iridescent dark green feathers on its head and the long tail feathers trailing down -- and gods help us all, I went and found an old towel and wrapped the thing up and carried it around for about an hour.

My grandparents were horrifed, and somehow they prevented me from bringing the thing into the house and placing it on any pillows.

Then Gran said to let it lay down out on the table because it was tired and wanted to rest out in the sunshine.

Sure enough, I let it alone and went and did other things.

Then the corpse felt better and flew away while my attention was diverted.

There a picture somewhere of me holding this late pheasant in its 'blanket' with its head lolling all around.

And yes -- Gran made "fried chicken" that night.

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All right, that's it. Have a good Wednesday.

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