some ads you may have noticed.

You may have noticed some "ads" along the side of the blog, well they are not actual ads, that is why I put "ads" in quotes. They are pretend ads I have made as artwork for my blog. they take you to the appropriate page in Savethecroissants.com and so it is safe to click them. I will have you know that I make absolutley no money off this blog, I don't need to as the heir to the vast Fredrickson fortune, anyway here are the ads, just Bigger.

Good Day, and Best Regards.

Sir Jacob D. Fredrickson Esq.

Chief Executive Officer of SavetheCroissants.com,

Quite the High Ranking Official of Early Bird Productions, Inc.

Welcome to the Greenhouse aboard the H.M.Z peregrination

Welcome to the Greenhouse! Obviously Mr. Earl {the cook} isn't doing that great of a job keeping the weeds out, I see Onagraceae, Bellis perennis, and some Myosotis but none of my favorite flower the Taraxacum! It was wiped out by this evil invader known only as,

Moonlight Fuchsia

{dramatic music}

It is only known as that because I don't know the real name. Even after hours of "goggling" or something that sounds like that. It involves the computer. Any way if there is a botanist in the crowd {or even a gardener!} could you please come forward? I would like to know the scientific name for this plant, If you could tell me how to kill it too, that would be very helpful, thank you. You may wonder where I could find the space aboard my Zeppelin for a greenhouse, or why I would even need one! But I have a good answer, Sometimes we go over the ocean, or over the polar cap, and don't have enough space for all the food it would take to feed the crew for the months of travel. So I had a greenhouse put in at the apex of the outer shell to grow food such as fruits and vegetables. At least, that was the idea. It didn't really work out as we found out that potatoes can't grow at 30.000 feet. So we decided that we could just go around the polar cap. Although potatoes won't grow, flowers will! they act as our air filtarion system for when we are up above the clouds, where the air is thin. They are very pretty too.
Any way, to get back to the subject, I would like to show you some pictures of my greenhouse.

Hanging ivy plants, over on the right, and over on the left you can see our attempts at vegetables. {above}

A patch of lilies, {above}

and some pink flower we picked up in Africa.
I am sorry I do not know the names of these flowers, most of the time we pick them from the wild, from fields and such, where they grow free. But if you know the names, please leave a comment below. Thanks, I appeciate it.

And on that note I bid you
Good Day, and Best Regards.


Sir Jacob D. Fredrickson Esq.
Chief Executive Officer of SavetheCroissants.com,
Quite the High Ranking Official of Early Bird Productions, Inc.

The Fredrickson family Crest

The Crest is modified every Generation by the surviving member, Not that we are set against one another or anything, we just sort of, don't make it. One of the dangers of being heir to a vast fortune, which is why I took up fencing. And as you can see, it paid off. The shields on either side are the shields of my father, Fredrick James Henderson the II, and on the right, Grandpa Joe {my favorite ancestor} The motto underneath reads;

"När du är osäker, sväng vänster."

And I for one quite agree.

On that note I bid you

Good Day, and Best Regards.

Sir Jacob D. Fredrickson Esq.

Chief Executive Officer of SavetheCroissants.com,

Quite the High Ranking Official of Early Bird Productions, Inc.

my favorite quotes.

You know I have nothing to write about when I start posting quotes, but I think that these are quite interesting, and if you agree please tell me.

Music is the wine which inspires one to new generative processes, and I am Bacchus who presses out this glorious wine for mankind and makes them spiritually drunken. Ludwig van Beethoven

From the time I was a kid, I always knew something was going to happen to me. Didn't know exactly what. Elvis Presley

I passionately hate the idea of being with it, I think an artist has always to be out of step with his time. - Orson Welles

Movies are a fad. Audiences really want to see live actors on a stage. Charlie Chaplin

Bow tie - Wikipedia, the fr...

But perhaps most of all, wearing a bow tie is a way of broadcasting an aggressive lack of concern for what other people think. ” —Warren St John, The New York Times [ 1]

To invent, you need a good imagination and a pile of junk. - Thomas A. Edison

It is a miracle that curiosity survives formal education. Albert Einstein

It is a very sad thing that nowadays there is so little useless information. - Oscar Wilde

Well, art is art, isn't it? Still, on the other hand, water is water! And east is east and west is west and if you take cranberries and stew them like applesauce they taste much more like prunes than rhubarb does. Now, uh... now you tell me what you know. Groucho Marx

Fedora - Wikipedia, the fre...

The word fedora comes from the title of an 1882 play by Victorien Sardou , written for Sarah Bernhardt . The play was first performed in the U.S. in 1889. Sarah played Princess Fédora, the heroine of the play, and she wore a hat similar to a fedora. The fedora became a female fashion which lasted into the early part of the twentieth century. When the fedora became a male fashion, it was popular in cities for its stylishness, ability to protect the wearer's head from the wind and weather, and the fact that it could be rolled up when not in use. Since the early part of the 20th century, many Haredi and other Orthodox Jews have worn black fedoras and continue to this day.[ 2] The hat is sometimes associated with Prohibition -era gangsters and the detectives who sought to bring them to justice. In Hollywood movies of the 1940s, characters often wore a fedora, particularly when playing private detectives, gangsters, or other "tough guy" roles. A trench coat was frequently part of the costume, a notable example being Humphrey Bogart 's character in Casablanca . Although the fedora became popular 30 years after the cowboy era (1865-1890), the use of fedoras is common in most TV/movie westerns . The fedora is widely recognized with the characters of The Blues Brothers , Indiana Jones , and Freddy Krueger . The fedora is closely associated with film noir characters. In the case of action/adventure films, such as old "B"-movies , and the Indiana Jones series they inspired, the fedora served the practical purpose of hiding the face sufficiently to allow doubles to perform the more dangerous stunts seamlessly. Like the bowler hat , the fedora fell out of usage and popularity during the late 1950s and early 1960s. The hat began to lose favor even earlier on the west coast of the United States, which is known for its more casual clothing. The early 1950s switch from large lapels and ties to thin ones, resulted in shorter-brimmed hats, and this likely played a role in the fedora eventually being deemed a non-essential item. Also playing a part was the shrinking automobiles of the mid-1950s, which often made it difficult to wear a hat while driving. By the early 1970s, the fedora was seen as a dead fashion, typically only worn by older and/or more traditional men. However the fedora has seen a revival in recent fashion seasons. Instead of the tradional grays, browns, and blacks, the fedora now comes in many colors and patterns, the most popular being plaid, but black with white pinstripes are also common.[citation needed ]

Flat cap - Wikipedia, the f...

A 1571 Act of Parliament to stimulate domestic wool consumption and general trade decreed that on Sundays and holidays that all males over 6 years of age, except for the nobility and persons of degree, were to wear caps of wool manufacture on force of a fine (3/4d (pence ) per day). The Bill was not repealed until 1597, though by this time, the flat cap had become firmly entrenched in English psyche as a recognized mark of a non-noble subject;

And on that note I bid you

Good Day, and Best Regards.

Sir Jacob D. Fredrickson Esq.

Chief Executive Officer of SavetheCroissants.com,

Quite the High Ranking Official of Early Bird Productions, Inc.

Happy Birthday Mr. Cook!

Today Mr. Earl {the cook} and I are going to his parents for a celebratory party of his birth, but the Mob has grown since yesterday. The above picture was taken just after we left for the Party, I left the Mate and the engineers behind to look after the ship, and lucky I did! what you cant see from the above picture is their faces.

Who knew Golfers could be so violent! {We have the Mate to thank for the pictures} we still can't figure out what these people want with us, although I suspect it has something to do with the holes with flags stuck in them that the ship is blocking access to.

After walking for an hour Mr. Earl and I found a friendly taxi cab driver {a rare instance in my experience} who pointed us towards North Palmer Road, where

Mr. Earls wife and children were scheduled to pick him up and drive him to his Parents. I asked Mr. Earl how old he was going to be, and he just smiled.

{I'm gonna guess around fifty, although he doesn't look it}

any way, we arrived at the pick up point unharmed, and I turned to go, but wait! whats this? you want me to come too? as the photographer no less?

why, I'd be delighted! I only found out after I embarked into the vehicle that I, the Great Sir Jacob, was to sit in the rear seat of the Automobile the entire four hours there and back. So my pictures of the journey will be from that perspective.

after embarking on our voyage, I remembered why I so despise Automobile travel, but luckily sleep overtook my quickly and when I awoke we had Arrived.

It was an interesting party, first, introductions.

Mrs. Earl, {Mr. Earls mother.} the source of Mr. Earls culinary ability, a former Chef with experience on the Italian riviera.

Mr. Earl Sr. The Retired Captain of the British flying æronauts, a team of British aviators.

And the birthday boy himself, Mr Earl Jr. Chief Cook of the

æroship H.M.Z. Peregrination. After an early dinner {6:00PM} of barbeque pork and potatoes, we played a rousing game of cribbage, followed by a riveting game of Yahtzee, which followed by the cake, {baked by Mrs Earl, } and iced cream {created by Dryers iced cream company of California} and then exchanged gifts, {cards mostly.} and then it was time to leave.

After we left the house we caught a cab back to the golf course where we left the Zeppelin. And where'd it go?

where are the golfers? where is my crew? where is my Zeppelin!?

And on that note I bid you

Good Day, and Best Regards.

Sir Jacob D. Fredrickson Esq.

Chief Executive Officer of SavetheCroissants.com,

Quite the High Ranking Official of Early Bird Productions, Inc.

The Continuing Weekly Adventures Of Dr. Zachary Smith H.M.O.

This weeks episode entitled: 

A Solo Expedition Utilizing new Technology.

Here we join Dr. Smith as he sets off into the garden. Here is His report, sent to me earlier over the radio waves:

 

" To: Mr. Jack the Human.

From: Dr. Zachary Smith, Humanologist P.H.D.

Day 3 at Campsite 1. 

Day 5 total,

Dear, Mr. Jack. This is quite the switch!  For once I am the one who is gone, and you are the one who is relaying the message! I set out from the town a couple {5} days ago, that old wanderlust again I guess.  From my calculations, and a rough schematic I drew on my out here, I am outside your South window, five Legopolis City Blocks from the glass.  It is amazing how long your strides are!  I calculate that One Human stride is equal to two Legopolis City Blocks, which means that you, Jack could walk over Our Fair City in about, 3 strides. I am Reporting through my typewriter, which I have connected to my radio so that I may  communicate with out the pesky "STOP" after every sentence that accompanies a telegram. My Revoloutionary technique involves sending the typed characters through the radio's antennae, where it is deciphered by a top secret process that I call "George" After being translated by "George" it goes to you, Jack, for spell checking, and punctuation.   And from there, the Internet log.  
I feel the need to inform you of my surroundings, in the daytime the weather reaches upwards of 23°C {75° F}  and at night it reaches near freezing, 10° {C}!  Luckily i have packed a nice warm blanket.  It is a struggle fight off the viscious McGee, she comes over to my camp, sniffing, with that big black nose.  Ick.  Any way.  The flora of the area is quite nice, the flowers and everything, but there is also this weird plant, it seems to grow in sections, and it is quite proliferous. 

 I am calling it " Plantanis Zacharius" Zachary's plant.  Although I am sure you humans have a "better" name for it. If you know it please tell Jack via Comment. He doesn't know very much, and is always looking for new knowledge {hey! I know some stuff! do comment though. - Sir.} 

come back next week when we break camp, and look for new and exciting adventures and esoteric disscusion!

Next Weeks Episode: #19 Lessons on Disguising Your Campsite from People {and Animals} Who Might Want  to Do it Harm.

And on that note I bid you

Good Day, and Best Regards.

Sir Jacob D. Fredrickson Esq.

Chief Executive Officer of SavetheCroissants.com.

Visit Palmer {A Rural Town In Oregon}

We are reporting from the rural community of Palmer, in "Oregon" of the United States Of America. It is amazing the commotion that a Zeppelin can cause, Unfortunately Zeppelin mooring towers have been quite hard to find since The Incident back in '37. So we were forced to land in an adjacent field full up with little holes with flags stuck in them, weird custom, but whatever. The winds upon the ground for the last 3 days have been horrible, upwards of 15 knots, with a bitterly cold streak running through the Air. Luckily we are well insulated against that. And now we are trying to ward off the people in polo shirts, although why they want to hit a tiny white ball {or, as the day progresses, US!} with a long stick, in the general direction of one of these aforementioned flagged holes, in the current pelting rain and fog, I cannot imagine. We are in town on business, you may remember that I broke a sword on a rouge batch of Scruffy Pirates, and so I am here, so that I can Retrieve a sword from the ancestral home of the Fredrickson Klanen, Huset Människor where I grew up, and my ancestors stored all their best swords.

SJABBIG pirat Proof.

Guaranteed.

This is Sir Jacob, signing off.

Good Day, and Best Regards.

Sir Jacob D. Fredrickson Esq.

Chief Executive Officer of Save the Croissants.blogspot.com,

Quite the High Ranking Official of Early Bird Productions, Inc.

See the World!

Do you want to Travel? Do you yearn for adventure? Do you have a disposable income?
if you answered "yes" to any of these questions then you may be my next sucker, I mean, uh,

"Customer"

That's what I meant. if you would like to secure Passage aboard the H.M.Z. Peregrination then call this number: 1-276-477-2687 {1-Croissants}
or contact your local Travel Office for Details.*

And on that note I bid you

Good Day, and Best Regards.

Sir Jacob D. Fredrickson Esq.

Chief Executive Officer of Save the Croissants.blogspot.com,

Quite the High Ranking Official of Early Bird Productions, Inc.

*This is just a joke, don't really call that number, its not mine and I don't want you to wake up whosoever lives there, if anyone. also, if this is your number, I am sorry, I Didn't know. Also, your local travel office probably won't know what you are talking about. Sorry.

My Window Sill.

Today i thought I would show you the windowsill of my cabin aboard the H.M.Z. Peregrination, I quite like clocks, and such. And these are my favorite parts of one of the many I took apart. You may not be able to see it, but the jars on the left are full of the little bits of Gears, and Gears on sticks, and Little screws, and all those fun things that are left over after a clock is demolished. In the middle there is a jar I found at a little shop called "Miachæls" for a single dollar, I then filled it with Genuine fortunes from the Far East, or, Convexly, the Near West. Also known as "Asia", hung around that Jar is a necklace made from a clock winding key, found in the garbage of clock shop, Just laying on top! I couldn't believe my luck. I then strung it with oilstring from a necklace shop in Saint Augustine Florida. After that are the more interesting contrivinces from what I can only assume to be a Grandmother clock. The chimes banger, the biggest gears, one thing which has a little spring and seems to be related to the second hand, and two paddles, which are in case the clock ever fell in water.

And on that note I bid you

Good Day, and Best Regards.

Sir Jacob D. Fredrickson Esq.

Chief Executive Officer of Save the Croissants.blogspot.com,

Quite the High Ranking Official of Early Bird Productions, Inc.

Its nice to be home.

It is nice to be back in America, after all this traveling and excitement with those Scruffy Pirates it is nice to see the ancestral home of the Fredrickson clan, well, not really clan, I don't think Swedish people have clans. what do you call Swedish relatives?

I dont know, do you?

klaner våra släktingar, va?

Ja kanske.

och att notera jag bjuda dig bra dag,
och bästa hälsningar.

Sir Jakob. D. Fredrickson Esq. verkställande direktör för spara croissants blogg plats com, ganska hög ranking tjänsteman från Tidig fågel produktioner införlivas"