Gunsmoke ~ End of an Era... and the beginning...

Friday into Saturday purrs, my beautiful bouncy Pussycats... do you believe it? It’s already the weekend... the Kougaress watched the sunrise this morning, which was exceptionally beautiful... Sol was the most gorgeous shade of rose-colored neon... but, it still gives this Big Cat the willies to see the sun come up in the northeast, instead of due east... weird, weird, weird... warm and breezy on the tame prairie... gosh, what a have-to-get-stuff-done day... we have a whole society based on what was once called *busywork*... now it’s called convenience by technology... so, why are we putting up with this, we the people?

Real convenience via tech would be a good thing. So far, this Big Cat has noticed a whole lot that is what she would label ‘real convenience’. Where’s her robo maid? On top of that, the way technology has been designed, it’s a killer, as in cancer-causing. Sadly, there are much safer technologies that would achieve the same or better results. But, of course, that would put ‘big pharma’ out of business. ~darn~

NEAR MIDNIGHT NOTE: The fireflies are out in force, and it is an amazingly eerie and beautiful sight, at the same time. The Kougaress has never seen them that bright, or that fast in their movements.
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Gunsmoke ~ End of an Era... and the beginning... how well this Big Cat remembers this iconic TV Western, the last one standing after all the other Westerns bit the trend-changing dust... she was a regular viewer for a long time, always admiring the stoic and do-the-right-thing Marshal Dillon, played by actor, James Arness. Marshal Dillon was, in the easy parlance of that time, a man’s man. There aren’t any left on TV to the Kougaress’s knowledge, one of the ‘many’ reasons she no longer cares about watching TV. Now, admittedly, she did give up on the show when it became clear Miss Kitty would never get her man... but then, in the end, maybe she did.

Even as that era of TV ended, and the passing of James Arness now signifies the final nail in the coffin... well, currently there is a huge resurgence in Western Romance novels, sweet to erotic. Yes, pardner, another ‘beginning’ is well underway. In fact, this Big Cat author’s writing finger is itchin’ to pull the trigger on another western erotic romance.

Thank you, to Mr. Arness for all of his inspiration. And, thank you, for your character portrayal of a real man, except for Miss Kitty, of course. But, hey, that’s how it was in those times. Thank you for knowing how to use a gun righteously, and for knowing how to shoot straight.

Condolences to the family and friends of Mr. James Arness.
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James Arness of 'Gunsmoke' fame dead at 88

June 3, 2011

By FRAZIER MOORE, AP Television Writer – 2 hrs 11 mins ago

It takes a special kind of lawman to carry on for 20 years in the Wild West of TV.

Matt Dillon, the mythical marshal of Dodge City, stood tall — all 6 feet, 6 inches of him — on "Gunsmoke" from 1955 to 1975. He outlasted dozens of other Western heroes while making history on TV's longest-running dramatic series, a record that held until NBC's "Law & Order" tied the CBS Western's record in 2010.

Through all those gunslinging years, James Arness, who died Friday, kept Marshal Dillon righteous, peace-seeking and, most of all, believable.

Fickle viewers can kill a TV hero as surely as a bullet from an outlaw's six-gun. But Arness knew how to maintain order not only in circa-1870s Dodge City, but also among the TV audience, whose itchy fingers on their channel changers he knew how to calm.

In an era when TV actors typically chewed the scenery, Arness had a credible, commanding presence by hardly uttering a word. A typical scene found a dozen cowboys riding up to the town jail intent on busting out a prisoner pal.

Dillon faces them all down.

~ news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20110603/ap_on_en_tv/us_obit_james_arness ~
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Big Cat by-the-numbers ~

5:55 am... 3:33 pm... 4:44 pm... do you know you technically have the right to arrest an arresting officer for false arrest... yes, we the people have this right, the individual’s right to arrest anyone for an offense... however, this IS NOT a recommended course of action simply because you’re likely to be tazered, or shot, as in dead... or tortured once they drag you away, that is, after banging your head into whatever source of concrete they can find...
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by Serena Shay

"Damn purse...freaking keys...bloody, life." Talullah gripped the newly purchased, now torn, purse and fought to pull her apartment keys from the lining they'd fallen into. More fabric tore until the insides were on the outside and the open roll of quarters fell to the ground, scattering to the four winds.

"Why am I still in this town," She grumbled, squatting down to retrieve whatever coins didn't end up in the garbage cans or cracks around the steps of her apartment building. One by one she plucked the money off the cement and deposited it into her pocket. Of course, she was fifty cents short of the price of a load.

So much for doing laundry.
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The most powerful weapon is the human soul on fire. ALL POWER TO THE PEOPLE!

~ Happy Summer-Cruisin' June ~

~ MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE ENOUGH ~

And, May you live the dreams of your heart, not in interesting times...

Gunsmoke era kisses from the Kougar...