Someone with way too much time on their hands...

I saw this and I had to laugh. Made me think about how much I miss glazed doughnuts and also how funny some people can be... what a hoot! Well, I've been so busy with a million things and doing the broadcasting thing and I have been gone from here for a while. But I will still pop back in from time to time... even if it's just to put silly pictures like this up here and to simply say hello. I hope this finds you in good stead and that you're happy and healthy...

OLD? I DON'T FEEL OLD....

I don't know when old age sneaked up  on me but here I am... FIFTY!! Never gave it a second thought but now I am officially O-L-D... I still feel inside like that 12 year-old kid from the north end who still looked at life with wonder and awe. I think I am much more cynical than that 12 year-old was... real life getting in the way sometimes. But that is what makes me appreciate that precious gift from God called life. I'm a little slower in moving around, a little thicker around the waist... and probably a little more cranky... I'm now at that age where my family talks about me IN FRONT OF ME! Like I'm not even there! But I haven't gotten any AARP offers...YET! I'm spending the big day going to look at beautiful scenery as my gal pal (aka THE BOSS) is looking for the perfect mountain spot for us to get hitched... I may be old, but I am no less Blessed... Thanks be to GOD!!! He is AWESOME!!

Spingtime In the Midwest??

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Well, so much for warmth and sunshine and golf in the springtime. I woke up to this yesterday morning. Three inches of new snow... I put away all my winter stuff (hint: I moved my clothes from one drawer to another)... So much for spring cleaning... spring shoveling anyone? Hope this finds you all doing well and that things are good (read: peaceful) in your live(s)... Me, I am blessed... and I am grateful. As wacky as life can be sometimes, I have learned to adjust and keep a sense of humor. I hope you all have a blessed and very Happy Easter...

Shoe Flip

As wacky as life can be, every now and then things happen that can turn your world upside down.  As for me, yeah sometimes life has handed me and my family a big old turd that left me hurt and angry. But sometimes you have to learn to just roll with it and have a sense of humor about the things that happen in your sphere. And if you play your cards right, you can get a kick out of it and learn not to take yourself so seriously. Such was the case with me at a basketball game I was broadcasting.

I was setting up my gear in the corner of a high school gym at floor level. It wasn’t the best viewpoint but it would have to suffice. It was out in the sticks and featured one good team and a terrible one. So I had my work cut out from the start. I was only two feet from the front row of bleachers to my left and had to keep my eyes on the court for the odd stray ball that would come our way and spank the announce table.  Some of the young kids were sitting in the bleachers, being kids and acting innocently silly.  So back to the old geezer blowhard… ME! I am having a lousy day, doing a lousy game and trying to act like I’m interested. I’m bored stiff because the game is a blowout and my eyes start wandering toward the kids messing around in the bleachers. How I wish I could trade places with them! The game was so slow and boring that I could keep up with it whilst watching two mischievous fifth graders pick on each other incessantly. One was sitting behind the other in the low bleachers right next to me and the one on top took off his shoe and when the time was right, he face-planted the shoe in the mug of the kid sitting in the front. Well , the younger one at the front, slapped the hand and shoe that he was breathing in for all it was worth, dislodging the shoe from his face and sending it airborne. Nothing could prepare me for what happened next… as I was calling the game, I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw a natty looking tennis shoe in a somersault motion, coming right at me. Before I could even say “and the three pointer is no good”, the sneaker clobbers me on top of the head. I was stunned but I kept it together enough to keep going without acknowledging it. However, the same can’t be said for my broadcast partner.  That goofball made sure to announce that I got clobbered over the head with a tennis shoe… laughing out loud along the way.

After the game, my crew gave me some grief and teased me but after all was said and done, I decided that I have to look at it as funny. I had to loosen up and not take myself so seriously… the more I thought about it… the funnier I thought it was… I got whacked upside the head by a shoe… by a fifth grader no less!!  Gotta love it!

TV Tales....(from the Crypt)

It’s been quite some time since I’ve been writing here… a faux paus that I hope to fix here in 2014. Hope this finds you all well… Me and the future Mrs. are doing fine other than we haven’t gotten to spend as much time together in recent days as we’d like… The weather here in the mid-west has been nothing short of brutal. The snow hasn’t been the worst. But the ice, the wind and the cold have made life a nightmare for a lot of folks on the north coast and great lakes regions. In my case, I’ve gotten to watch more television than I care to and have gotten hooked on a couple of goofy shows as a result. My better half (aka “The BOSS”… with apologies to Bruce Springsteen), well her TV tastes have infected me just a wee bit as I have now gotten more interested in a show that I swore I would never want anything to do with… namely, The Walking Dead. I feel so slimy after I watch it because of all of the gore. It drives me nuts but she just can’t get enough of it. I watch it now when she does so that we have a little bit of television in common. I find myself watching that dang show every week now when it’s on. It’s starting back up in a couple of weeks and she is so stoked. It scares me because I am sort of looking forward to it also. What is wrong with me?? I have a couple of Canadian shows that I enjoy watching also… (Artic Air, and Republic of Doyle). But she has zero interest in my shows. She says she does not like anything Canadian because she hates the cold. That is her rationale. I just roll my eyes and say ‘why bother’? The other show that she has got me hooked on and into her evil clutches…lol… is “Once Upon a Time”. She absolutely loves that show and I am digging it too. WHY? I should just give up my man card for the love of all that is good and kind! Of course, the one show that she got me to watch first was the drama/ comedy… Castle… I even watch the reruns every day on TNT cable when I come home from work. Someone please help me… Castle and Beckett… CASKETT!... aaagh! Helllllllllp!

Crash, Bang, Wallop!

Okay, I realize I am not a spring chicken any more, but I do still enjoy the change of seasons. I'm still a fan of winter even though my better half cannot stand it. She hates cold weather period. I enjoy the cold and the snow more than I should and the first snow we had should have taught me a lesson. I went out early in the morning to scrape the ice and snow off of my car before work. I wasn't exactly dressed for success but I had just figured I'd finish doing that and then head back into the house and get dressed for work. Well I went out and attempted to walk behind my car and head to the passenger side to scrape the winter elements off of my windows. As I started to turn to come up the passenger side, I went to pivot my foot to make the turn and it turned out to be a patch of ice. OOPS! My feet went flying in the air and when I came down, my knees were the impact point (along with my back which I tried to twist onto as I was coming down and failed miserably) and I ended up lying in the street for about 10 minutes trying to absorb the shock, which transitioned to pain. My knees were on fire, my back felt like it was lying on another street and yet all I could think about was the gal pal saying "I hate Siberia" (her term for where I live... gotta love them there southerners...lol) and reminding me that it's warm in the south. My next thought was of getting up and realizing that I had to scoot away from the ice on the street so that I could force my big butt up and I had to get to work yet. I was able to get back up and realized that I'm not 20 any more as every inch of my body felt like it was beat up. If I was a horse, I think that I would be looking at the glue factory. Still pretty sore but lots of ice and the odd medicine or two and I will be fine. I guess maybe now I'll have some extra time to start writing a little more on here...lol

From Halloween with Love...

We were at a Halloween party at church and yours truly channeling my inner Phil Lynott... My better half while trying to be a punk rock chick, ends up looking like Michonne from the Walking Dead tv show... By the way, the tattoos are not real... hope this finds you all well and in good spirits as we come into the winter time and my favorite time of year... the holidays...

Oh yeah, I do have a blog now don't I ?

Wow! It's been since April... where the heck have I been?

The short answer is that I have been working my backside off trying to keep things happening. My regular daytime job has been nothing short of wacky. We've had lots of upheaval and turmoil... in other words, it's business as usual. On the gal pal front, it's never been better. My future wife and her family came for my birthday and we had a big old whizzbang of a cookout. Plus, my family and a couple of longtime friends stopped by and it made it one of my best birthdays ever. No complaints on my end.