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30 April 2005

WWJW?


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hat Would Jesus Weigh? Ok, now before I get started on this entry, I do not want to be hearing from the people that think I will be going to hell. Tell me something I don't already know. Having said that....


A study by Perdue University and reported by ABC News, has found that religious people are more overweight than non-religious people. Does this mean if you are religious then you are over-weight and going to die of a heart attack?


According to the study here are the fattest people by religions from #1 the fattest to #10 the thinnest:

1. Southern Baptist
2. Church of Christ, African Methodist Episcopal/Assembly of God.
3. North American Baptist
4. Protestant-non-denominational
5. Roman Catholics, Jehovah's Witness
6. Mormon, Unitarian, Christian Scientist
7. none (I think it means "no religion")
8. Protestant, Reformation era
9. Jewish
10.Islam, Hindu and Buddhist.

Finally... that age old question: who's fatter Catholics or Jews has been finally answered. I suspect it has something to do with Knaidlech. Plus, now you can stop wondering what religion your neighbors are... just look at them, determine their weight and there you have your answer... Hmmm Sally May is one of those Southern Baptist, she weights about 250... but Miriam down the street who flaunts her 120 lbs. has to be Jewish... See? Cool, huh?

I guess to answer my original question as to how much would Jesus weigh... I believe he was Jewish. In all the paintings I've seen he always looks to be on the thin side... so that would be accurate. They also called him Rabbi and I believe in order to be called Rabbi in the Jewish faith you have to be married? But that's another posting altogether.

But seriously folks... where else but here could you get such cutting edge information?

There's even a website: www.ourladyofweightloss.com

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

So... where do you fit in? Are you religiously plump? And yes, I already know I am scraping the bottom of the barrel for things to write about. lol

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is Willie Nelson, born in Abbott Texas in 1933. Country singer.

29 April 2005

TGIF


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hank God It's Friday! I thought today would be a good time to rehash some of the weeks' lesser interesting news... just in case you were too busy having a life, unlike myself.

Need a slightly used car?
A Volkswagen Golf that its owner says was previously owned by former Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger is on the online auction site eBay.

The current bid on the gray, five-door 1999 Golf is more than $1 million, not bad for a car that owner Benjamin Halbe, 21 years old, paid $13,000 for in January. There have been more than 200 bids on the vehicle so far on eBay's German site.



"I had no idea", Halbe, who is from Germany's Sauerland region, told Deutsche Welle radio. The car dealer had told him the car had been passed on with an ecclesiastical blessing. It was only after he read his new car's service history, did Halbe realize who the previous owner was -- the current Pope Benedict XVI.

The Web site shows pictures of the car and its interior, and also bears documentation with the words Josef Kardinal Ratzinger. The pope does not have a driver's license but it believed he was driven around in the vehicle before 1999. The auction, which began Monday, ends May 5.

No More Bathing Allowed
Houston's libraries are armed with a new set of rules that bans offending body odor, bathing, sleeping and shaving in the facilities. Some consider the city council regulations a veiled attempt to keep homeless people out of the libraries, KPRC-TV said Thursday. No kidding? Really? After a long, hard day of reading even homeless people need a place to freshen up a bit...

The rules, passed by the council on Wednesday, went into effect immediately. Librarians have the authority to remove offending patrons.

Houston Public Library spokeswoman Sandra Fernandez said the library wants to reflect changes in society by updating its rules for customers. The goal is to maintain a safe and comfortable environment for those who visit the library, she said.

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Any plans for the weekend? Will you bid on the Pope's VW? Did you guess my mind is empty this morning?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday Alexander II Romanov, Tsar of Russia. Born in 1818. Such a sad, sad story.

27 April 2005

At Last... Communion


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ven growing up I didn't have a normal life. Some things I caused myself and other things were... well, other people's fault. My daughter Olivia makes her first Holy Communion this Saturday. What does this have to do with my past? Well.... back then, I was a very holy person... despite the fact that I was an altar boy and got caught laughing at midnight Mass on the altar. The nun in charge told me I would never serve a Sunday Mass and I was relugated to 5:30 AM weekday Masses from then on. Anyway... It was a Sunday morning and us school kids were gathering in front of church as we did every Sunday to attend Mass.


A nun came along and announced: "anyone going to communion, get in this line over here." I had been practicing for the past two weeks for my first Holy Communion. I was excited and thought, "cool, I'm making communion today." So I got in the line with the other kids. I kinda/sorta thought something was odd however. I knew my parents had bought me a white suit to wear for the event, just as all the other parents bought white suits for the kids. I wonder who goofed, since no one was wearing a white suit. But nonetheless, everything went fine. I made communion and was pretty darn pleased with myself... I guess I felt holy... shrug.

I went home and announced what took place. I expected some hand shaking, back-slapping... even a "good going", however, my mother had a look of horror on her face. That was my tip-off that something was wrong. "You're not supposed to make communion until next week!" Oooppss... I tried to explain about the nun and the communion line. Then I found out that was for kids that already had made their first holy communion... not freshmen like me. Holy Crap... I could see the gates of Hell opening with a "Welcome Denny" sign hanging there. My parents couldn't leave well-enough alone... they called the Rectory and spoke with the priest. 'I am so dead' kept going through my mind. They wanted to know what to do about my exhuberence. I honestly don't know what the priest told them but everything seemed okay. The following week was the main event. By now my story had filtered through the second grade and I thought of myself as an "explorer of sorts"... I paved the way. Everyone wanted to know what it was like. Did I feel holier afterwards? Things like that. Yesterday I checked the church calendar... I wanted to make sure my daughter wasn't following in her dad's footsteps.

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

So what goof-ups, religious or not, did you make when you were a kid? How about as an adult? or your kids... any goof ups?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boys are Jay Leno, born in New Rochelle in 1950 comedian/talk show host. Our other birthday boy is none other than Saddam Hussein, born in 1937. Hmmm this could be his last birthday.

The 100 Things Countdown Continues

Continuing with my list:

14. In the confessionals they had a phone for the hard of hearing. I thought it was cool to use it.

13. The priest yelled at me for using it.

12. Plus I had to report it as a sin in that confessional. Who knew? I think that's when the skids were being greased for me.

If you really want to see my uptodate 100 Things.

Up! Up! and Away!


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he world's biggest airliner, the Airbus double-decker A380, soared effortlessly into the sky on Wednesday on one of the most eagerly awaited maiden flights since the supersonic Concorde took off in 1969. I am totally confused... maybe someone out there can explain this to me. I thought that they retired the Concorde because it was too big and not enough passengers. So why are they now flying an even bigger plane?

It cost $15.68 Billion... yes, Billion to build and get into the sky. The A380 is 49 feet wider, 13 feet taller, 6.5 feet longer and 118 tons heavier than the 747 jumbo, which helped change the airline business. The length of eight London buses, it has enough room on its wings to park 70 cars. Airbus has a combined 154 orders and commitments from 15 customers and cost $285 million to buy one of these babies.

It can hold 800 passengers. Airbus says it needs to sell 250 of the A380 planes to break even although some analysts put the figure as high as 700. Chicago-based Boeing has promised to have something built to out do the French Airbus in 2008.

I honestly don't think something this big should be put into the skies. It's an accident just waiting to happen crash.

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

How old were you the first time you flew in a jet? Have you ever flown? Scared?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is Jack Klugman, born in Philadelphia PA, in 1922. Actor and best known for Oscar in the Odd Couple, and Quincy.

The 100 Things Countdown Continues

Continuing with my list:

17. My first ride in an airplane was in 1966 when I flew home from Boot Camp in Chicago.

16. I've never been air sick.

15. I've only flown once since 9/11.

If you really want to see my uptodate 100 Things.

26 April 2005

Wildwood Days!


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ure Texas has Galveston, Maryland has Ocean City, the west coast has Ventura Beach... but only New Jersey has Wildwood. With summer just around the corner the Atlantic beach community is gearing up for another season of sun, surf and sand fun. Wildwood has always been the town of choice for the young and young of mind. A normally tiny little town on the Jersey shore during winter, it grows by leaps and bounds during the summer months... it triples its' occupancy.

There are several types of people in Wildwood: those that owned property and made some summer money by renting out rooms to individuals and families, the summer residents that came down and stayed June to August, and the weekend people that started pouring in around the end of May... they would rent rooms or houses by the week and there was constant change-overs every week for the entire summer... and then of course the day trippers, down for just the day on the beach and the boardwalk at night. In Philly you never had to ask "where ya going this weekend?" You already knew the answer: Wildwood!

Even in heavy rains the boardwalk was crowded with people. The arcades, amusement piers, salt water taffy stores and t-shirt shops... always filled to capacity with people looking for that perfect souvineer to take home and to put them with the other souvineers from previous years.

Then there were the Boardwalk Angels... the girls that would come down with their parents for the weekend and hang out at night on the boards. You always knew where they were hanging out. Like 13th Street and the Boardwalk, there was always a huge crowd of guys and girls just hanging out, dancing or listening to an accapela group singing either in tune or as the night wore on, out of tune. No one cared...

And who could forget sand fun... it was so much fun you took it home with you... in your shoes, your hair, in your bathing suits... and in places where God never meant for sand to be... after all these years I think I still have sand on me somewhere from Wildwood.

Back then even Atlantic City was quite different than today. It was another Jersey staple with its' boardwalk and Steel Pier with the Diving Horse show, disc jockeys and dances and Mr. Peanut from Planters Peanut fame, side shows and funhouses. Then AC fell into major decline in the 60's... and I do mean major decline. However, now the casinos have taken over and AC has changed its' face again... I'm not sure for the better either. I guess it's not fair, but living in Texas now I compare all shore events to Wildwood and Atlantic City... and it just never, ever compares.

Another summer is upon us and the annual ritual begins all over once more. Ah good times, good memories.

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

When you were a kid did your parents take you on summer vacations for a day, week, or the whole summer? Where did you go? Or have you started taking your kids to places that will become their favorite memories?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is Bobby Rydell, born in South Philly in 1942. Rock n Roll singer.

25 April 2005

Say Cheese!


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o matter how many pictures of me that are taken... I always look completely stupid. And the strokes have made it look even worse. I'm not sure exactly when poor photography took over, but I have never seen a picture of me where I said "hey! that looks good of me."

However, despite my fear of posting my picture I am putting up this collage of some of the pictures from the dance on Saturday night. I put them together, made it a 5x7 and will put one each in a frame and give them to Olivia and Nina. I also took the snapshots and made them into a little movie on a DVD for them to watch on their television. That turned out pretty neat.

If I can figure out how to make them play on here I would show it. With my camera I can also take short, 15 second movies and I have a few of those as well.

Well, I am off to Walmart to buy fingernail polish remover. I thought this stuff might wear off by now... nope.









Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Do you like the way you look in pictures? Is there a certain way you pose because you think it's your best side?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is Guglielmo Marconi 1874 in Bologna Italy, Inventor. By any chance are you listening to the radio right now? If so you can wish Marconi a Happy Birthday... yep, he's the inventor of the radio.

24 April 2005

Oh What a Night!


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ither I'm getting older or the "jitterbug" got faster. After a good night's sleep, I'm still exhausted. As you know the annual Father/Daughter Dance for the Girl Scouts was last night. I thought I was going with my two reserved daughters, but instead it was the Dynamic Duo. Where do they get this energy? Not from me I don't think.

I picked the girls up and we posed for a few pictures. I managed to put one here and maybe when I wake up a little more I'll add some of the others. Anyway we drove to Missouri City, just outside of Houston to the Missouri City Community Center. We may have goofed on the time a little since we were the only ones there for almost an hour. Around 7PM the other fathers and daughters began arriving. Screams of excitement coming from the girls began with each new arrival as if they hadn't seen each other in years. Once we checked in then we posed for our "official" dance photo. The backdrop was cute with records, musical notes, etc..


Then onto the dance. We grabbed a table fast right up at the dance floor. The disc jockey for the night was just starting to warm up. It didn't take long for the girls to get out on the dance floor and dance. It was quite funny to watch some of these girls and their dance moves. Basically they're all starting to learn how to move correctly and it was a riot. At one point I couldn't see either Olivia the oldest or Nina. Then I spotted Olivia trying to do a hula-hoop. It took a few minutes for her to get the hang of it, but she caught on. She seemed so grown up however... a very proper young Texan girl. I was smiling as I watched her and then Nina caught my eye on the other end of the dance floor. Nina the 6 year old is a very ummmm firey young lady. She has so much energy that it exhausts even me watching her. However what caught my eye was another girl scout who was laying on the floor in her dress and holding onto Nina's ankle as Nina was sludging across the dance floor dragging this girl behind her. Ah yes, I was so proud.. it brought a tear to my eye. Laugh.

Then the big moment came. They started a fast dance and Olivia came over and asked me to dance. How could I say "no?" Even though I cannot fast dance to save my life, out on the floor we went... I showed Olivia a few new twirl steps and then watched her later in the evening dancing with another girl scout and trying to do the same thing. Around this time I scanned the group for Nina. Ah, there was my little Nina sitting on the floor next to a trash can with 3 other friends, all chatting... all oblivious to the dangling hamburger that was delicately perched above their heads on the rim of the trashcan.

The next event was the "Dad Gets His Fingernails Painted" Oh joy... laugh. Each girl took a hand and did my nails. I am now sitting here drinking coffee and looking at my sparkling yellow hand, and my sparkling red hand. After that it was back out on the dance floor and this time I danced with both Olivia and Nina. Then all of a sudden there was a 3rd girl and I told her to join in... So the 4 of us ended yup doing a Mexican Hat dance type thing to a suitable rock n roll song. Laugh.

Anyway, the night ended about 9:45PM... The 3 of us slowly walked to the car. Remember in another article when I said the girls didn't want a limo? Once in the car, Nina said: "Next year can we get a limo?" She said that as she started to drift off to sleep in the back seat. We definitely had a good time. It will take me a year to recuperate and get ready for the next dance.

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

I can't think of one single question to ask this morning.

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday... would you believe I didn't recognize a single person's name for today's birthday? laugh

23 April 2005

The Last Dance


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hould be playing about 9:45 PM tonight and hopfully I will be totally danced out. That's right, tonight is the Father/Daughters Dance that I mentioned a few days ago. The theme for tonight's dance is the 50's with Hamburgers, Hot Dogs and Milkshakes as the main fare. I didn't really realize that the important word in the previous sentence was "50's". More about this a little later...

I kinda/sorta remember the 50's... Bob Horn was the host for American Bandstand which was aired from 46th and Market Streets in Philly. I know, I know... you're sitting there asking "who the hell is Bob Horn?" When American Bandstand first came on the air back then, a guy named Bob Horn was the host, not Dick Clark and the show was called Bob Horn's Bandstand. To make a long story short, there were rumors that Bob Horn was involved in what was known as "payola". Payola was taking money from recording companies, given to DJ's for playing the recording companies songs, over and over... thereby selling more of those songs. Betcha didn't know that huh?


Poor Bob got caught and was replaced by a new kid... a 26 year old Dick Clark... shrug... 26???? who was this guy? When Clark took over the reigns, the name was changed to American Bandstand.

In Philly, we just called it "Bandstand" For years Bandstand was in Philly. Clark's first day on Bandstand was 9 July 1956. Dick Clark looked just as young at the end of Bandstand's run as when he first started in the 50's, thereby getting the nickname as the world's youngest teenager. He never changed. Poor Dick... hope you're recovering from that stroke, friend.



At right is a picture of my very first absolute true love... Annette Funicello... taken on the day she appeared on Bandstand shown here with Arlene Sullivan, a regular on the show. Annette was my love, along with a zillion other guys. But between you and I... she secretly loved me also. Sssshhhhh! That's a secret... don't wanna crush those other guys.



The Catholic schools in Philly didn't even want you watching Bandstand, let alone actually going and be seen on television with a school emblem, because of the terrible, devil worshiping Rock n Roll and kids gyrating all across the TV sets. MMMmMMM, yes, those gyrating girls in their Catholic school girl uniforms... MMmMmMmm... I am so going to Hell. Back then girls from Catholic High Schools wore uniforms with the school insignia. The girls found a way to conceal themselves and wore sweaters so when the camera went onto them, no school affiliation could be seen. And IF... God forbid, the nuns or priests saw you on Bandstand... geez, they had punishments and tortures that rivaled the Salem Witchcraft Trials... ever try kneeling on your knuckles for an hour?

The kids gathered prior to the show at a restaurant on the corner next to the TV station... called Pop's. Malts, hamburgers and hot dogs (sound familiar?) were the main menu selection. Pop's emptied out when the producers of the show came in and hollered "showtime!!"

There were the regulars on the show. The kids that the producers thought were cool... then there were the rest of us... who use to fight over who got in line first to be on the show. They only selected so many kids to be on that day's show. "Hey, better luck tomorrow kiddo" Everyday there was a new star or singer to perform... here's some trivia if you're interested... of all the singers that appeared on Bandstand, BB King was the ONLY singer who DID NOT lipsync... every single star that appeared lip-synced to their songs. Sigh... so many years ago... good memories...

So tonight's dance is the 50's. However, I didn't realize that until my ex-wife mentioned it to me last night. Here is tonight's dance wear for me and the girls... pay attention now... it's important:

GIRLS: Bobby socks, poodle skirt (large skirt with a poodle on it) or capri slacks, color co-ordinated blouse with collar turned up and cool dancing shoes.

ME: Tappered black, thin pinned stripe suit, black socks, slightly colored, long sleeved shirt... with genuine faux pax diamond cuff links and black oxford shoes.

Ummmm... does anyone see anything wrong with this picture?

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Have you ever gone to a Father/Daughter dance? Maybe your daughter with her father? What dance was popular when you were a teenager? Remember a song?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday... oh my God... so many to choose from: Sandra Dee - 1942, My personal, all time favorite... Roy Orbison - 1936, Shirley "On the Good Ship Lollipop" Temple - 1928 and old William "Billy the Bard" Shakespeare - 1564... Take your pick!

And just for the hell of it:

I've thrown away my toys
Even my drum and train.
I wanna make some noise
With real live aeroplanes.

Some day I'm going to fly.
I'll be a pilot too.
And when I do, how would you
Like to be my crew...

On the good ship lollipop.
Its a sweet trip to a candy shop
Where bon-bons play
On the sunny beach of Peppermint Bay.

Lemonade stands everywhere.
Crackerjack bands fill the air.
And there you are
Happy landing on a chocolate bar.

See the sugar bowl do the tootsie roll
With the big bad devils food cake.
If you eat too much ooh ooh
You'll awake with a tummy ache.

On the good ship lollipop
Its a night trip into bed you hop
And dream away
On the good ship lollipop.

22 April 2005

Friday Night Blues


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riday nights haven't changed at all since I was a teenager. After a week of pure hell aka school, the weekend finally arrived. We started waiting for Friday night first thing Monday morning... in my case I started waiting on Saturday morning. Back then there was something always going on... somewhere to go and someone to go with, or someone to meet. The back row of the movies, the back seat of your car at the drive-in... or the local dance in the basement of the Our Lady of Hope I Meet Someone church.

The only thing I had to worry about back then was if I had clean and cool clothes for next Friday night. I can remember the dreaded phrase, "you're grounded for 5 days" and you nearly died when you did the math on the calendar and realized Friday night was in that week of punishment. I didn't care about 4 of those nights because they were usually school nights and I didn't go out anyway... but don't screw around with Friday night.



Fast forward to the present day. You hear your parents somewhere in your head as you tell your kids... "becareful... do you have clean underwear on in case you go to the hospital... be home early..." Your big Friday night is no longer the movies or dance... it's lost somewhere between eating a left-over burrito for dinner, and watching Frankie Avalon and Annette Funicello for the zillionth time in "Beach Blanket Bingo." Or curled up on the sofa reading "Improving My Social Skills." It's almost as if once you hit a certain age, Friday nights drop off the calendar. You do have a headache on Saturday morning when you wake up but it's because you're trying to think... "what happened to Friday? Last thing I remember is going to bed Thursday night." You use to sit in school and pass notes to the love of your life asking what you were going to do that night... now Friday nights consist of writing yourself a note, reminding yourself to do the wash on Saturday, grocery shop for the next week. Then it dawns on you that when you grow up, get married, whatever... you are permanently grounded on Friday nights.

Now I know there are a lot of single people that read this blog... you're young, single, and that your Friday nights are filled with heading out to a club or wherever... Fast forward 10 years and where are you? You're sitting in your kitchen writing yourself notes.

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Honestly, what do you do on Friday nights now? Are you as peppy as you were when you were single or a teenager on Friday night? What are you having for dinner tonight?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is Aaron Spelling, born in Dallas TX, TV executive producer (Charlie's Angels, Melrose Place, Dynasty, Love Boat, Starsky and Hutch, Mod Squad. Born in 1923.

The 100 Things Countdown Continues

Continuing with my list:

20. Friday was always movie night at the Midway Movies in Philly when I was a teenager.

19. I only sat in the back row once.

18. Once I could drive, the theater was replaced by the back row in the Drive-In.

If you really want to see my uptodate 100 Things.

News Update

In yesterday's blog I wrote about the little girl left in a car, while it was running and doors unlocked while the mother ran into Payless Shoes.

There was an update on this mornings News... the little girl was raped. Police said the mother will not be charged because she was only in the store for a minute. What the hell is that???? Is something wrong with the Houston police? "I'm sorry Officer, I shot the person, threw the gun away, right away." "That's ok son, you only had the gun in your hand for a few seconds."

21 April 2005

What a %$&#@@ Idiot!


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his morning I saw a news article that simply stumps me. Normally, I try not to write about serious things on here. Life is full of seriousness and you don't need to be hit with it again when you come here. So in view of that I'm sorry, however I have to say something.

Yesterday a mother here in Houston stopped by a well-known shoe store. She left the car running, door unlocked, and her 6 year old daughter in the back seat. All this while the mother went into the shoe store to shop! While the mother was inside, a car thief opened the car door, jumped in and stole the car... with the 6 year old girl in the car.

Just a few questions ma'am... You simple-minded %$&#@@ idiot.... why would you leave your 6 year old daughter in an unlocked car with the motor running????



Somehow the little girl jumped out of the car. A woman in a car behind the stolen vehicle stopped and picked up the girl. Right there I shutter to think of the possibilities. The little girl shaken up remembered her mother's cell phone number and the woman called. The poor girl has more brains than her mother, obviously. The driver got away.

I honestly believe a law should be inacted to fine anyone who would leave a child unattended in a running car... period... Not one of the $100 types of fine... I'm talking minimum of $5000 at least. No excuses, nothing... bang, you're guilty.


Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Is there a suitable punishment for parents or baby-sitters that do this? In addition to the thief, should the parent or whoever be punished as well?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday gal is Alexandra Mary Windsor. Perhaps better known as Queen Elizabeth II, Queen of England (1952- Present) She was born in 1926.

20 April 2005

Eastercat AKA Frankencat


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rankencat... yes, little Easter has a double personality. One minute she is cute, cuddly, purring softly, licking my hand, and well-behaved. In the flash of a minute however, she turns into the creature that stalks me and everything else in the apartment. I picked her up last night to pet her and she hissed at me. I mean a BIG hiss. I could see her tonsils. ..

This morning when I woke up she was a cutesy, little kitten... weaving in and out between my feet as I tried to go to the bathroom. Purring seductively with that little guttural throaty sound. Fast forward to kitchen and I fill her bowl with "fresh fish parts" or some other savory delight. She ate it, and I went to pet her... presto! chango!

Right before my eyes... Frankencat. Growling, teeth showing... The only thing missing were the electrodes on her neck... This sudden psychosis has me stupified to say the least. She finally stretched out on what use to be my sofa. I ginergly sat next to her to have a little chat. I petted her head... even massaged her shoulders. I spoke gently and told her that she is the only one for me and I haven't been out catting around on her.

The Beast from 20,000 Fathoms emerged. I slowly slinked off the sofa and into a neutral corner of the room. The same corner where my beautiful Aloe plant once beamed with happiness. Now it's dying an ignominius slow death with suspiciously little teeth marks in it. It's only me and her in this apartment and sucking aloe things aren't my bag. But hey, far from me to be pointing fingers.

I even read her a story, and told her all about the little kitten that turned into Frankencat and how it went to the kitty farm for new owners. She didn't like the ending.

The other day I even removed the nice collar with the little bell on it... to signify I understand her need to be totally free and unincumbered. I even told her that if she didn't start being good I would resort to putting back on her, that red cone from when she had her stitches in... I think that was a wrong move... especially when for emphasis I showed it to her. BIG mistake... I realize I love this music and it's been a long time since I saw the Rocky Horror Picture Show. I've decided that I am treating myself and Frankencat to the movies today. It will at least show her what happens when good people (and cats) go wrong.


Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Do any of my cat friends out there have any advice? Do cats get distemper shots? Do they work? Are cats alergic to Aloe? Is Aloe like LSD for cats? Do parakeets show their teeth when you pet them?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday gal is Jessica Lange in Cloquet MN, actress (King Kong, Tootsie) born in 1949.

19 April 2005

To Limo, Not To Limo


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hat is the question. This coming Saturday is a Girl Scout dance. My two daughters are both in the Scouts and I am taking them. It's a Father/Daughter dance. Last year I only took my then 8 year old since the 6 year old wasn't involved in the dance. So I thought I'd make it really special and hire a stretch limo to take us and pick us up. I thought she would love it and be all excited. The limo arrived and picked me up and off we went to pick up my daughter.

She came out and looked beautiful... The chauffer opened the limo door for us and we got in. I asked her if she liked the limo and she very lowly said, "yeah" and that was it. At the end of the night, the limo was waiting for us. It also was creating quite a stir. Naturally, everyone was wondering who the limo was for... out we come and go straight for the car. Once inside a lady came up to the window and knocked on it. I rolled the window down and the woman said, "I just wanted to see who the father was that thought enough to make this night really special for his daughter." I was beaming and thanked her.

Fast forward to a few days ago. My daughter calls and asks if I'll go again this year. Of course I said yes. My youngest daughter was also eligible to go as well. The shock came when both of them said "no limo"... Later in talking to my ex-wife she said that last year my daughter said she was embaressed with the stretch limo. I was dumbfounded. The dance is not being held where it was last year. This year it's in Missouri City which is a few miles outside of Houston and I'm not familiar with the route... I mentioned a limo to my ex-wife and that's when I found out about last year. I thought ok, I won't get a stretch limo but just a regular one... a sedan. I started making calls. The first one was to the company that I use when I go to the airport. Booked, everyplace I called was booked... it's also Prom season. I finally found a place but fell out of my chair when he told me for 5 hours, it would be $1,000. I didn't need it for 5 hours I said. However they look at it for the whole night, even though the limo goes away and I am sure if there's an airport run or something, they do it and make double the money.

Anyway today I am going to drive to the place just to see where it is... I looked at the map and it looks fairly easy... So no limo... just me, my daughters and the Bonneville. We'll see....

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Have you ever had this problem with any of your kids? When was the last time you rode in a limo? How did you feel? Cool or embaressed?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is Eliot Ness, one of the "Untouchables." He was a Prohibition Agent for Department of Treasury in Chicago, and brought down ganster Al Capone. Ness was born in 1903.

18 April 2005

Because


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ecause, Because, Because. I'm not writing a blog entry today... why? Well... Because! laugh. I'm sitting here and absolutely nothing is happening in my brain. For the second time within a week I've sat here and nothing was going on inside my head. And I feel so bad about it. You take time out to stop by my blog anticipating something entertaining to read, maybe a little music... and there's nothing here.

I thought, maybe because I write something 7 days a week... maybe I need to take off one day. I notice a lot of blogs aren't published on the weekends. I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I slacked off 2 days... I thought I could cheat on Sundays by having the Answerman fill in here. But there's been no questions. Maybe y'all don't understand the Answerman's function. It's kind of a tongue in cheek deal where you ask crazy, stupid questions and he answers them. So this week you have a mission. You need to think of some insane question that you may or may not need the answer for... leave it in the comments section and the Answerman will answer it on Sunday.

I feel that y'all deserve an entry. You very nicely come here everyday and leave a comment. I feel obligated to write an entry where upon you can leave a comment. There's even a website or blog that has ideas for blog articles... however, "If you could kill someone and get away with it... who would you kill?" just doesn't seem appropriate enough. I'm afraid someone will type in my name. laugh. I promise... come back tomorrow and I will have a great entry... even if I have to stay up all night tonight and think of something!

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Does your brain go on vacation sometimes? Do you not have a clue what to write about? What do you do?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday gal is Lucretia Borgia, murderess and daughter of Pope Alexander VI born in 1480.

17 April 2005

Bringing Back Memories


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alking through the Italian Market in South Philly on a Sunday morning. Back then things were different. The US was still getting over WWII, the job market was much better and Mario Lanza was working at his uncle's fish market and doing what he did best. Sing. Entertaining the early morning, pre-church crowd that would be walking through the market gathering supplies for Sunday dinner. Back then, people use to actually prepare dinner. Not throw stuff in a microwave and in 5 minutes, presto... dinner was served. Back then dinner actually took hours to prepare and cook. Meatballs were actually rolled and shaped and cooked in gravy (aka sauce). When I was grown I always made the meatballs for dinner, the old fashioned way... by hand. The gravy would cook, geez... 3 hours? Sausage was skinned and mixed in with the mixture to form the meatballs.

Fresh spices diced and mixed into the pot. Since there were no air conditioners in those days, kitchen windows were opened and the aroma wafting throughout the neighborhood was unmistakeable. And you would hear music all the time coming from those windows... usually Erico Caruso. Mario Lanza liked Caruso... he sang many of the Caruso arias that would eventually make Lanza the replacement for Caruso... but back then he didn't know it, but dreamed of it. I've had the ultimate pleasure of meeting Pavarotti at a private party and see him in concert. I also had the unbelievable opportunity to see Mario Lanza at his family's shop, cutting off fish heads while singing to appreciative customers. Little did we know...

Fresh baked bread was another staple. Hard crust... great for dipping into the gravy to periodically sample it to make sure it was just right. Times changed... Caruso was no longer on the machines... it was Mario Lanza's voice wafting across the streets and out of the windows. I knew I had arrived when I could take a date to Palumo's at 8th and Catherine. Frank Palumbo was the man. People like Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis, Tony Bennett, Dean Martin, Steve Lawrence and Eydie Gorme graced the stage at Palumbo's. Frankie Avalon, Fabian and Bobby Rydell, all from South Philly performed at Palumbo's.

One day I stopped in at Palumbo's to say "hi" to Frank Palumbo. Before I left he had given me toys for each of my 3 kids... the man was generous and it all came from the heart. Palumbo's was expansive. As people moved or died, he would buy their house, knock out the walls and expand until Palumbo's took in the entire square block. Several years ago after Frank died, I was up to Philly from Texas and went down to see the old place. I was shocked... the whole thing was gone... in it's place was a chain drugstore. So sad... I wondered if the store manager or the owners even knew about the historic ground they were sitting on... Even today but in very, VERY limited areas you can now hear Pavarotti's voice, unfortunately it's not the same. Many of the younger generations of Italians have moved over to South Jersey, leaving South Philly to open it's arms to a new generation of ethnicity. But it's not the same... it will never be the same again.

i tempi buoni hanno tutto e morto: "...the good times have all died."

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Have you ever gone back to your old neighborhood? To the house where you grew up? Ever wish you could transport yourself back to those times? Sure childhood for many harbors terrible memories... but there had to be one thing that is a pleasant memory.

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is a name from the past... Nikita S Khrushchev 1st Secretary USSR (1953-64) born in 1894. Now how many remember him? My favorite memory of Nikita was when he sat banging his shoe on the table at the UN. laugh

The 100 Things Countdown Continues

Continuing with my list:

23. Back in Philly I have tons of Mario Lanza albums, including one album, remastered from Enrico Caruso.

22. In some ways I believe Pavarotti is and will be the standard for aria's... and there are no replacements in sight right now.

21. People in Texas think the bag marked "Spicy" means real Italian meatballs. Shudder!

If you really want to see my uptodate 100 Things.

16 April 2005

Shoes, Shoes and More Shoes


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ow tell the truth and shame the devil. How many pairs of shoes do you own? It doesn't make any difference if you wear them or not. Yesterday was closet cleanout day. I have 4 closets here and they are crammed with assorted junk. There are things in them that I haven't seen for a long time and didn't know I even had. I came across parts of things... things that click into, snap into, screw into other parts, and I don't know where those parts are.

But for some reason it seems like the shoes were taking over the number 1 spot. All of my dress shoes are wing tipped. There are black, brown, oxblood. Loafers: black, brown, tan. And assorted sneeks/tennis shoes... 5 pairs of assorted. Then there are the loners... kinda like my sock problem... there's only one shoe and I don't have a clue where the other one might be. I'm not in the habit of walking around with just one shoe. So where is it's mate? There was a pair of golf shoes that had definitely seen better days. They even still had dirt in the cleets from the last time I played golf... which was in the 90's I think. One flip-flop. And one pair of lonely bedroom slippers that I got as a present a few years ago and only worn once when I was in the hospital. And 1 nicely polished tan high-heel shoe... not a pair, just one shoe. Now if you stayed overnight somewhere and then left in the morning, wouldn't it dawn on you that you were limping a little?

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

How many pairs of shoes are in your closet? Are they just thrown in there on the floor? or are they arranged neatly? Perhaps in a shoe bag?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday guy is Charlie Chaplin [The Little Tramp], comedian/actor/director, Lambeth London England in 1889.

The 100 Things Countdown Continues

Continuing with my list:

26. I go barefoot every chance I get and do not wear shoes in my house.

25. My shoe size is 10.5

24. And yes, I did have 1 pair of Blue Suede Shoes.. a long, long time ago.

If you really want to see my uptodate 100 Things.

15 April 2005

I Did The Unthinkable


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his morning I woke up at 2:30 AM, give or take a few minutes. I began doing what I normally do... coffee, bathroom, turn on computer, fed Easter to stop her starvation chant. Then I sat down in front of the computer and once again looked at a blank screen. What should I write about today for my blog? Something witty? Down to earth stuff? Something intelligent to show off my steel-trap intelligence? I sat and gazed at the monitor in a zombie-like state.

Nothing went through my brain, not even junk. I thought perhaps I was thinking too hard and started doing other things... I played around on Paltalk for awhile, chatted with some people... trying very hard to jump-start my thoughts. Empty... Blank... Nada... I finally went and did it... I blew up my brain and on a Friday... I always hoped my brain would malfunction and short out on a Monday. Then I did the unthinkable.

I went back to bed. Yes at about 5:30 AM and 3 cups of coffee, I jumped back into bed. Within minutes I was sound asleep once again. I woke up at 7AM, and felt pretty refreshed. I started all over again. Coffee, bathroom, comb hair so I would look presentable sitting in front of the monitor, just in case space aliens were watching me through the screen. Panic started to grip me... no, no I thought... this can't be happening again... Nothing was going from my brain to my fingers so I could type. Geez, now what do I do?

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Have you ever had one of those days? You need to do things and just can't get moving? You need to do something and just say screw it? And don't forget, the Answerman Comeths this Sunday. Leave your question in the comments section today and tomorrow!

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday guy is Leonardo da Vinci, painter, sculptor, scientist and visionary, born in 1452. Today is also my daughter Joanne's birthday! Happy Birthday Joanne. And as if you need a reminder, it's Income Tax day!

The 100 Things Countdown Continues

Continuing with my list:

28. I did my income taxes early this year, mainly because I owed nothing and was getting nothing back either.

27. I only once walked zombie-like in my sleep.

If you really want to see my uptodate 100 Things.

14 April 2005

Stand Off at the Not So OK Corral


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es, that's exactly what it has felt like, over and over at my house... it was the OK corral all over again. As you can see, little Easter has some new "bling" to wear. I had to take her to the Vet for some kind of scheduled "shot" and to have her stiches checked out from her neutering or whatever it's called. However, during the healing, Easter has been licking and chewing at her incision. So the Vet put this on her to prevent her from getting her teeth around to the spot. It was supposed to stay on for a week. It lasted 1 day. When we got home I took it off because she was literally walking into the walls... a real live zombie. It was funny as hell actually, but I could feel her pain. LOL... I mean, I think if it stayed on for a week, and when I took it off... she would be 7 months old and dragging her head around behind her.

Additionally, I told the Vet that I simply could not hold her down to put her eardrops in for the ear mites. She would shake it out as soon as it went in. I usually ended up with ear medicine all over me. She gave me mouth drops to let her take the medicine orally. Have you ever tried to hold down an unwilling cat to inject medicine into her mouth? Trust me, not a pretty site and can get very gory.

But the big battle was yet to come. The Vet gave me a pill and she said in two weeks I just put the pill into Easter's mouth and the tape worm is taken care of... simple? No? Well, Easter's 2 weeks were up yesterday. It was not a pretty sight. There was just no way in hell Easter was letting me put this in her mouth. I even tried mixing it with her food. She ate around it. I'd force it into her mouth and she would spit it out at me. The Vet said to place it all the way into the back of her mouth. I soon found out that you don't put your fingers into a cat's mouth... they tend to bite you. I even tried the old "airplane" trick I used with my kids when they were little. You know "here comes the plane" and then make the airplane sound and the pill would make a landing in her mouth. I've got 2 bandaids on 2 fingers now as a reminder of that little game.

However, I will win in the end. Today she goes back to the Vet so she can check her incision... the Vet also told me if Easter wouldn't take the pill to bring it back and she would do it. The doc is getting this slobbered on and broken pill back today. I actually want to go into the back room and watch the Vet do it. I bet they put the cat in some kind of contraption that holds her down to do it. I think Easter and I have come to an understanding... no more pills... no more finger biting.... you stay on your side of the room and I'll stay on my side. LOL Now don't be feeling sorry for her... she's a vicious, prowling, rabid, little finger eater! lol

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Does anyone have any suggestion on how to do these things? Have you ever had to give your pet a pill? Parakeets don't bite, do they?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday gal is Sarah Michelle Gellar actress (Kendall-All My Children, Buffy), born in 1977.

The 100 Things Countdown Continues

Continuing with my list:

30. I'd rather give a dog a pill, they'll eat anything.

29. I have been going to bed lately wondering if I can get rabies from a kitten.

If you really want to see my uptodate 100 Things.

13 April 2005

Running Late


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orry about this guys, but I woke up late this morning... about 4:30AM and I still have to shave, shower, get dressed and be down at the VA Hospital for testing for God's knows what now. It says Ortho Spine Rector, Outpatient Routine. I tried looking it up on the internet and couldn't find anything that would clear it up... so y'all will have to talk amongst yourselves until I get back... and I'll give ya all the gory details. I guess I should wear clean underwear this morning, huh? Actually, I guess I should wear underwear and not go commando. LOL



Medical Update

I'm back safe and sound. The first thing they did was x-rays of my lower back. Apparently they noticed a slightly slipping disk and they wanted to see if it slipped any more. Which apparently it did... so now they are scheduling an MRI to further look at it and determine the next step. Either operate or give me cortizone shots. I'm really not that keen on anything involving a needle in my spine. I already had one back operation and I don't like people playing around back there. The Ortho thing was simply the doctor explaining my options. So we'll wait for the MRI and decide.

The other thing I saw... I remember mentioning this last year when I was in a different part of the hospital but it really is worth mentioning again. Up high and behind the nurses desk there is a very large banner:

We're #1 in the nation for substantially lower than expected mortality rate
in patients undergoing surgical procedures


Now go back and read it again and think about that. Does this mean they have less people die on their operating table than any other VA in the country??

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

How would you feel going to your hospital and seeing a sign that said:

Oooopppss! We came in last this year in operation mortality
Have you ever heard of such a thing?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday gal is Catherine de Medici, Queen of Spain and daughter of Henry II, born in 1519.

12 April 2005

Disco Baby!!


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esterday I came across all of my Donna Summer CD's. I started playing them and I can't get enough of that sound! Do you remember Disco? What a period of music. To paraphrase from a website devoted to disco, "In a world where the term "diva" is as overused as a MAC machine in an Atlantic City casino, Donna Summer stands as a reminder of what true divadom is. She's got talent, class, style and a stack of gold and platinum records that's the envy of Fort Knox - yet at heart she still remains an Ordinary Girl." There was just no one better at disco than she was.

Sometimes, listening to the radio today I really wonder why disco went by the wayside. I know every generation thinks their time in music was the best... maybe it's my age but I can't understand half the crap that's "on the radio" these days. And if a band can't get through one song without breaking their guitar into a million pieces... Don't these kids know why they do that? It's simply because they can't sing and they need a gimmick. But I do believe every generation goes through this... the parents look at the music their kids are rockin to and shake their heads. Back when I was listening to "real" rock n roll during it's birth and heyday, the parents then basically outlawed the stuff. There were entire towns that thought anyone listening to rock n roll was headed straight to hell... pronto! And now I look at the music and I'm not that stupid to think the kids are going to hell. Come on now, it's the 21st century... they're headed for Purgatory.

OoOoOoOOoo hold on a sec, "Bad Girls" is on. toot toot! LOL.

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

What music was from your time? Do you enjoy music from another time? Got a favorite song?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is Ferdinand I "the Good Natured", born in 1793. He was Emperor of Austria and King of Hungary.

The 100 Things Countdown Continues

Continuing with my list:

32. I could never dance to disco music.

31. Actually, I couldn't dance at all... except for slow dances.

If you really want to see my uptodate 100 Things.

11 April 2005

Has It Been 39 Years Already?


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mazing, simply amazing. I sat here last night and it dawned on me what today was... Thirty-nine years ago today on April 11, 1966 I boarded a train at the North Philly Station headed for the Great Lakes in Illinois. The Great Lakes Naval Station was simply in another world compared to my home in Philly and summer home in Fries Mills, N.J. That trip was the first of many away from the comforts of home.

I remember thinking as I lay in my berth that night that this was actually scarey and exciting at the same time. Scarey because I hadn't a clue what lay ahead for me and exciting because it was the first time in my life that I had really been away from home. Our first day was pretty much doing paperwork, getting our uniforms, etc. I remember sitting in a large room and a guy standing in front of us telling the group that he was going to pass a box around and we were to put all guns, knives and any other kind of weapon we might have into the box. I thought "who would be crazy enough to bring a gun?"

By the time the box got to me, it was filled with an assortment of guns, knives, brass knuckles... geez... I was wondering if I should throw my weapon... my fingernail clippers into the box as a joke. For the next 16 weeks I would run, exercise, drill and shoot. I was magically turned into a Seaman...

On my return to the Philly airport, my family was waiting there for me. Ah, back to safety again. lol. I was free for a few weeks. Then it was all over as quickly as it came. Reporting to Little Creek Amphibious Base in Virginia was my next chapter. I was assigned to the USS Walworth County, LST 1164 pictured here, and so began my life in the Navy. I am simply amazed at how time has flown by so quickly.

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Can you remember the very first time you ever were away, I mean really away from home? Maybe on an extended vacation without your family?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is Oleg Cassini, 1913 in Paris France. World reknown fashion designer.

10 April 2005

Czlowiek Odpowiedzi Przybywa - Rozdzielaja Trzynascie


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he Answerman Comeths - Part Thirteen. I thought that since our friends in Poland have lost a son that this week I would salute them. I think I got it right. The Answerman took last Sunday off to travel to Mollytown so he could see the buddies up there. Monique of Moniques Home House Calls, Stucco Siding and Mall was feeling a little under the weather and I was hoping my visit would cheer her up a bit. I think it did, you can never really tell with Monique...

Her sister, LulaBell was also greatful as she was running around waiting on Monique hand and foot. She made the mistake of telling Monique that she should go see Doc Richard "Big Dick" Rambolewski for her ingrown toenail. Monique didn't care for Lula mentioning that. Anyway... here we go... I need to get this over with quick today since I am judging a contest this afternoon and you don't need to know what the contest is either.

First question...

Dear Answerman: Why does it appear that more females blog than males? Signed dbdoberman


Dear db: My friend, you're gonna get me in a lot of trouble here by asking that question. You know I don't lie or make crap up. I always tell the truth. I'm afraid my answer will alienate the majority of my readers. But anyway... the reason is simple... Their boyfriends won't listen to them, certainly not their husbands, and even their ummm girlfriends, in some cases, have given up listening to all the complaining, bitching, moaning, groaning. Do men really care that it's "that time of month?" Hell no, men only have one thing on their minds and they know they're not going anywhere near the goal line for about a week. You may or may not notice that females really get wordy around that time of month... you can't shut them up... or since they type, you can't slow those fingers down. They would rather put those fingers to good use by... ummm nevermind. I hope this answers your question... and don't ever ask another question like that.

Second Question...Moving Right Along...

Dear Answerman: Why do men wear revealing beachwear? Why wear them at all?
Signed patticake

Dear patticake: Now just why do you think they wear revealing beachwear? It's obvious... they have a nice tan and want to show it off. However, they have to wear something to cover ummm things. Have you ever seen a man with sunburnt privates? Not a pretty site at all... talk about a burnt hotdog... I know, I've sunburnt myself many times. Then Monique and LulaBell from Mollytown had to put sunburn lotion all over me. EVERYWHERE! Man, what a party that was!

[DISCLAIMER]: Any answer that the Answerman gives is always his own doings. I, Denny Shane, in no way support his ways of thinking and absolve myself from any litgation that may arise out of his use of any kind of slanderous phrase(s) or words. Upon advice of counsel I hereby state: I don't even like him.

Things To Get Off My Chest

Yesterday, I sat and watched ol' cousin Charlie marry his "true love" Camilla. A little miffed that dear cousin Charlie didn't care enough to invite me to the wedding, beings that we are 20th cousins. At one point while the Russian singer was singing, the camera panned over to Charles and Camilla. She was looking straight ahead, perhaps looking into her future, thinking there before her were 1,000 reasons why inbreeding doesn't work. And there was Charlie... looking down at the floor, in deep thought... he was actually wringing his hands. I wondered what he could possibly be thinking about. [I don't know why but the thought occured to me that perhaps he was thinking: of a line from Shakespeare and his Macbeth, Lady Macbeth in a state of almost manic sleepwalking utters the famous line, "Out Damn Spot!" as she is plagued by guilt for her part in the killing of Duncan.] I wondered if he was thinking of Diana. The camera panned over to William and Harry... what must be going through their minds?... what a position for these two guys. Were they wishing their father good luck, or thinking of their mother. Then there was the Queen... poor, poor, Liz... what a family she has brought forth. What was she thinking? Camilla is ok I guess... no Diana, and I really advise against her [Camilla] taking any side trips by herself to dunno... Paris maybe?

Whew! Having said all that, I do wish them a long life and happiness... Ok, one more jab. Prince Charles will not be attending the funeral for Prince Ranier of Monaco because he will be on his honeymoon. Come on Charles... you're going to be King of England. Paying your respects is part of your royal duty ole chap. Your second honeymoon can be interrupted. It's not like you're going to be doing anything you haven't already done... for years.

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is William Booth founder of the Salvation Army. Born in 1829

Blatant Statements and Other Improbable Dreams

I am totally and completely in love with Sarah Brightman. I hope she reads my blog... and Yes Sarah, I will marry you! Or live with you if you prefer or stop by a few times a month!!

Also, I honestly try to get around to everyone's Blog, but I just can't seem to do it. Maybe I should do it in sections... Monday A-D, etc. I really do appreciate everyone that comes here and post replies. I promise to really try and get around more often.


Ok, I was on someones Blog and I took this short quiz to find out what kind of Lover I am... Interesting and actually, I was pretty surprised... fairly accurate. Laugh... now I feel like I am all dressed up and no where to go! lol





Your Seduction Style: Ideal Lover





You seduce people by tapping into their dreams and desires. And because of this sensitivity, you can be the ideal lover for anyone you seek. You are a shapeshifter - bringing romance, adventure, spirituality to relationships. It all depends on who your with, and what their vision of a perfect relationship is.



What Is Your Seduction Style?
09 April 2005

A Perfect Pizza?


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s there such a thing? Thursday night I decided to have pizza delivered. A large, pepperoni and onion, my usual. Here in Houston there is a large selection of pizzamakers to choose from Pizza Hut, Dominos, Papa Johns and a few independent places. Are they good? Sigh, make that a BIG sigh. I truly believe the only place to get real pizza is either Philly, New York or Chicago. Why? Because there is a large Italian population in each of those cities. The further you get away, the choices become limited. Every so often I get daring and throw in anchovies but not often, I'm not totally crazy.. Last night I got daring as well and had them add pineapple. Not bad, a nice taste of difference.


Back in Philly, there was only one place that we ordered pizza from and that was Mondillos on Frankford Avenue. It was always a plain pizza but with extra cheese, that's how my father liked his pizza, so that's what we got. Back then in those days, there was only one topping offered, pepperoni. In this day and age you can get the whole farm put on top of it. I can remember ordering pizza in Naples, Italy with the works. I could have sworn there were fish heads on it. VERY thin and you had to eat it with a fork, you couldn't pick it up, not even the crust. A mark of good pizza is always the crust, that and cheese bubbles on the pie.

Eventually Mondillos closed down and we had to switch allegiance to Taconelli Pizza on Somerset Street. Philadelphia Magazine named Taconelli as the Best Pizza in Philadelphia in the 70s or 80s. No one delivered back then and you had to go and pick it up. I can also remember when I was a teenager I could eat a whole pizza myself. Now, as I've gotten older I am lucky I finish off two slices.

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Do you eat Pizza? What are you're favorite toppings? and how much is a Large with pepperoni and onions?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is Hugh Marston Hefner in Chicago IL, owner and publisher of Playboy. Hugh was born in 1926.

The 100 Things Countdown Continues

Continuing with my list:

34. I will not eat pizza with sausage or meatballs.

33. My mark of a great pizza is one with cheese bubbles on top.

If you really want to see my uptodate 100 Things.

08 April 2005

Really Pissed!


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irst of all.... Aaaarrrggghhh!!!! Yes, that's exactly how I feel! I finished writing my blog entry at 2:30AM and tried posting it. Did it work? No... I figured ok, I let it rest and in an hour all would be good... tried again... nope. Then the Pope's funeral service came on and I got caught up in that and decided I was going to write about the obelisk that is outside the Basilica, brought to Rome by Caligula in 37 A.D. and how the Vatican sits on the site of the original Caligula Circus, latered renamed Circus Gai et Neronis or Circus of Nero.

However, prior to writing that, I wrote a really funny report on pizza and my favorite pizza places in Philly. My sides were hurting as I re-read it to myself. Shame y'all will never read it. Blogger ate it all up. All you get this morning is a article bitching about Blogger, But you know, you come to expect things with Blogger... funny and interesting Blogs, plus as a bonus, you also get to bitch about Blogger itself.

But on the brightside, remember that this Sunday the Answerman will be here and answering your burdensome questions. Between today and tomorrow leave your questions for the Answerman in the comment section... no question is too simple and none too complex.

07 April 2005

I'm Rich!! Rich!! Rich I Tell Ya!


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ich beyond my wildest dreams. What should I buy first? A new car? A new house? Rings? Let me back-track for a second... Two nights ago I got an email from a friend saying if I sent out the attached prayer within 10 minutes to 3 million of my closest friends I would get a surprise in 24 hours. So I went through the Texas phonebook picking out 3 million new friends.

It was right... within 24 hours I received my email from Mr. Ugo Oba in Nigeria. He told me the sad, pathetic story of his client, who along with his wife AND three children (it's always, always, always the poor wife and exactly three children, not one, not two, but three children) who all were killed when their plane went down, or village was attacked or were all shot in front of a firing squad, just insert your own mode of horrible death. Mr. Ugo Oba tried extremely hard to find any living relatives of these fine folks and just couldn't locate any of them. So, somehow he tracked down little old me in Texas... and he is willing to share this fortune of 20 million dollars with me. Me? Yes, me. Little old me from Texas. Now all I had to do was send him my bank account number and he would transfer the money! "Wow! This is my lucky day", I said... Help me out folks I can't possibly spend 20 million dollars!!


Geez, how many times have you received a similar email from (insert any country here) like this one? I've received so many emails that the population in Africa must be down to 2 or 3 people, because everyone else died from a firing squad or car crash or terminal illness. I am soooo tempted to go and start a new bank account, put no money in it and send the info to Mr Ubo... and see what happens.

I can't help but wonder if my new 3 million friends from the phonebook are now pissed at me.

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Have you received any emails like this? Have you ever been tempted? Know anyone who did it?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is W K Kellogg who was a real corn flake. (yuk yuk) Born today in 1866. Altogether now... "Snap, Crackle, Pop" oopps, wrong birthday song.

The 100 Things Countdown Continues

Continuing with my list:

36. I secretly really want to do it.

35. I promise here and now, if I ever do, do it and I get 20 million... I'll give each of you $1.00

If you really want to see my uptodate 100 Things.

06 April 2005

Aaahhh! Good Memories! Good Times!


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nce again I tried to organize my pictures and once again I failed miserably. I just get so over-whelmed with them all. I wish I hadn't taken so many. Why would I take a picture of a stranger's foot? Then there's a picture of a really cool road. Why did I take it? Beats me, but it's nice... as far as roads go...

Then I came across a group of shots that I took when I lived back in Philly. We had stayed at a friends house in Skytop, in the Pocono Mountains for a week. One of the places we visited was Bushkill Falls. If you look right you'll see walkways made out of wood. They snaked all around the gorge, up and down. You could view the Falls from just about any angle and any length... what you see is not the falls either, just a small babling brook... the Falls are across from that photo and they are HUGE... but the Falls are not the story here.... it's kinda/sorta about the walkways. See the people in the picture? That's not me but it kinda gives you the idea. This is just a picture to give you an idea... it's not the original spot. In order to get to the spot where they are standing you had to go down a flight of these wooden steps placed along the side of the cavern... maybe 20 steps...

At the time I had a video camera and thought it would be neat to take video of us walking down those steps. So here I am leading the family down these steps, taking the video, and trying to see where I was walking through the view-finder in the camera... not at all like a normal person who would take the camera away and look... nope, I wanted action as we decended the wooden steps. Have you guessed yet that I missed a step? Yep, somehow I didn't see the little step and missed it. Subsequentially, I began to tumble down the steps, heading straight for the gorge. I don't mean just loosing my balance... I mean knock down, dragged out, body on the ground, rolling down the steps. The amazing thing is that the camera was still rolling the whole time.

I eventually got to the bottom and stopped just shy of about a foot from going over the side and down into the bottomless gorge! While I was rolling to my death I think I heard my family behind me either screaming or laughing... I'm not sure which. To make a long story short, I twisted both my knee and ankle... plus an assortments of scraps and bruises... but hey, the action video was great!

Burning Questions and Random Thoughts

Have you ever had a vacation go terribly wrong? Or perhaps your most memorable vacation accident with a funny ending?

Today's Birthday

Today's birthday boy is Butch Cassidy [Robert Parker],US desperado, better known as part of the duo: Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. Born today in 1866.

The 100 Things Countdown Continues

Continuing with my list:

36. I have a great fear of heights.

35. If I go to a mall, I do not walk next to the railing and look down to the floors below.

If you really want to see my uptodate 100 Things.