The Angriest Blogger Not in Brooklyn

The Angriest Man in Brooklyn was the last film starring Robin Williams to be released while he was still alive though there would be three more released after his death. I watched The Angriest Man...today on The ROKU Channel. It was a pretty touching film and it made me think about my own life and events that have occurred off-and-on. I recommend the film highly. Be warned that it is a roller-coaster ride of emotions. Williams was a tremendously talented person. He hanged himself and it was due, in part, to a brain disease called "diffuse Lewy body dementia." It is weird to know that someone so gifted and talented and, seemingly, would have a depression issue. My mom was depressed and I believe I have a bit of that in me as well. I have an appointment to start seeing a councilor for depression. I think everybody needs someone to talk to once in awhile. I am a lot like Williams' was I imagine - we both tried/try to mask our inner sadness with jokes and being the class clown. I was not voted class clown in high school but I was voted most humorous. I am not sure what the difference is in those two "awards." Anyway, I recommend the movie - Peter Dinklage is in it! Now, I have bummed myself out.

I will try to make the rest of this blog  a bit more rosy,

I cannot believe that is is almost 19:00. I got a lot done today and Cha Cha is now gone for three days; she is in Evanston for work. I would go with her a lot of the times she went and I'd spending the day walking around the city and hang-out at the library. With my flat tire it would be me sitting around like a mope. I cannot very well walk around with my Darth Vader boot. The boot helps but the blood down in the Achilles area makes the ankle throb.  Maybe it would be the real-life Rear Window. Yes, I am obsessed with Rear Window lately for some reason; It is my boot and his cast.wheel chair, obviously.  I will say that I have lost seven pounds over the past three weeks with zeroish exercise. I am just eating better things like: grapes, bananas, baked chicken, I try to be more rosy and then I mention Dart Vader; see, always going to the dark side.

One way to not get bummed out, for me at least, is not to watch the news. Every time I watch the news, since 45 took over, I feel my heartbeat playing 3/4 time as opposed to the usual 2/4 time. Within the next week I an going to apply for jobs to several print publications. I am wasting my educated talents not using what I paid student loans to learn and then I don't use those talents? Makes no common sense.

Who IS This people?

I guess I am going up to Rockford with my dad on Thursday. One of my second cousins died and we are going to visit his mother and sister (my great aunt and another second cousin). I could not very well tell my dad no when I am sitting around like a hostage in my own home. Speaking of Rockford, I hear that Jerry Seinfeld is performing at The Coronado Theater (Coronado Performing Arts Theater now) in Rockford on Friday. My dad would have no idea who Seinfeld even was. I imagine the tickets are pretty expensive and already sold-out.

I am going to end now as it is getting dark outside and I am too lazy and crippled to get up and turn a light on. And to think that I thought The Clapper was just for lazy people. Thank you for coming by and, I take requests if you want me to write about something in particular,  TTTT...MIYM (out). ADIOS!!!!!

I am Just a Provincial Putz

I finished writing and posting yesterday's blog just a few minutes ago and now I am writing today's blog today. I hope I can finish today's blog today so I don't have to finish it and post it tomorrow. If I posted yesterday's blog today is it still yesterday's blog? I should be able to write the entire blog today and then even post it today. Being that Cha Cha will be gone from tomorrow morning until Friday night and I am incapacitated I don't think I will have much problem writing and posting the rest of the week. That is, unless, I keep watching things like Blazing Saddles as I am doing at the moment; I am just a provincial putz who likes films with people with names like Anal Johnson who likes to keep his bar clean. I have not seen so many Johnson's in one film since the Dirty 30 was still open. I think Mel Brooks has quite a career ahead of him. One of my favorite part of this film is when Gene Wilder makes Cleavon Little laugh. I think Wilder was ad-libbing and caught him off guard; I am fairly sure that Wilder was improving his line. That photo up there, to the left, is just before the laugh.
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I am trying to get back into the low-paying position of working for a newspaper or two and another magazine. Money isn't everything and I was happiest when I was writing for publications. PRINT IS NOT DEAD! I also felt like I was making much more of an impact to the betterment of society than I am now. The Dirty Laundry Podcast will probably be coming back soon also. We need to try to get it monetized by advertisers and such when we get going again.

Art work for our podcast done primarily by Tom Butts

The doorbell just rang and I hobbled to the door. I was surprised that Jeff didn't bark or run to the front door; as he usually does I hope he's still alive. He is probably in the laundry room (no pun intended) because it is dark (no windows) and it's very cool from the air conditioning.The door was the Sun Basket people delivering the box of three meals for this week but Jill will not be here. for two of those. I guess I will either wait to make the other two when she is back home or I will see if Fabio wants to stop by for dinner for a few nights. I will ask Cha Cha what her preference is.

Over the weekend I went to Ma Meyer's life celebration. I saw so many of my friends from now and from when I was a yute. We all talked about the good times we had when we were younger: travelling the countryside in buses and sleeping on gymnasium floors or abandoned college dorm beds and marching in the tremendous heat and humidity. I heard so many stories from those days; some that I remembered and some that I did not but they all brought the great memories that I did/do remember to the service again. Many, many friends for life! When we weren't travelling we were always practicing for the next show. Hopefully we will all get together again soon without someone having to die to do so. The gathering made we want to check and see who else I could find on social media to reconnect with and I sent some friend requests out and already have some new/old friends from back in the day. We can never have too many friends - INDEED!

Jeff is a hat-guy just like me

Jeff is back - he just came down from upstairs; he was probably sleeping on my our bed; yes, he sleeps in bed with me. It works out nicely because he likes the fan on as do I. The only problem I have is if there are storms. He shivers and pants and tries to lie on my head. I guess Border Collies are very sensitive to barometric pressure changes because he shivers even before I hear winds blowing or thunder crashing. At least this particular Border Collie is. He's a pretty smart dog though he can be a handful at times. He's a lot like me in that regard. That photo is old because that bottle of wine corks is just about full now. The picture could be, like, almost a month ago.

 I have been setting-up Quicken for all of our bills over the past few days. It is a real eye-opener to find where our money is going. It is so easy to just whip-out that debit card and those credit cards with total disregard as to where all the money is going. I would have to say that I am the worst abuser of our funds and that has stopped over the last week or two. Continuing to control my male-urge to spend, spend, spend is my burden to bare. I have been doing much better and I find that I don't need quite as much as I thought I needed. I am mo minimalist yet but that is where I am headed. We have lots of things in the basement that we haven't even looked at in years and it's time to sell stuff and give things away. I am going to start with the red trailer picture there. $500 seems fair.

$500 and I do have the trailer title and a spare tire as you see

I guess I am going to call this a wrap because I am just filibustering if I keep going. It would not be the first time that I was guilty of that, in fact, me just continuing that previous run-on sentence is proof of that allegation. Thank you, so much, for stopping by today. I am always happy to know that there are like-minded people out there and I am also happy to know that there are people who are not like-minded with me many times. Be who you are and have a great rest if your day/night. TTTT... MITM (out) SO LONG!

Blog From The Future (and the past)

Boot, I am your father!

Pre-script even though that would also be PS (post script) I suppose. I wrote the following paragraphs about three days ago and am just now getting around to sharing it. Read it fast because I will probably have a new blog later today and, hopefully, post it in the present.

13:46 and I'm on the air (ether). Just got back from my follow-up appointment with Dr. Neil Levin about my torn Achilles. It has not gotten better and now I am wearing a huge Darth Vader boot (as I assumed that I would be) on my still-ailing right wheel. I have to stay off work for at least two more weeks and then they will check me again. While I was there they also made plaster casts of both of my feet so they can make me some custom shoes. I feel like a Rockefeller or something with my custom-made kicks coming. They did not let me choose a style or color or anything so I have no idea what I will be getting into (literally). Now I am home even longer from work and I cannot mow the lawn or drive... until I get my new shoes. Right now I walk with a bit of a limp because the boot has much more of a base (height) than my regular shoes. I suppose I could wear my left boot from when I worked at the police department because they have some good/taller rubber heels on them. When I wear this boot I am going to jazz it up with some cool socks. I have a great pair of St. Louis Cardinals socks that I am going to wear when we go to the Buddhist temple on Saturday. We have to take our shoes off when we go for meditation; I wonder if a medical boot is permitted? I will just sit in the back row on a chair rather than sitting on a cushion on the floor up front. I will take my left shoe off. My hair is growing in pretty fast so I have some dark stubble but the monks usually have stubble so I will be just fine as the undercover monk. Last night, while I slept, I had the meditation music playing from Pandora. I have several Pandora meditation stations on my phone. I must say that they certainly do chillax me. (current time - did not go to the Temple).

Saturday, after meditation, we are heading down to Sandwich, Illinois for a memorial for my dear friend Delores "Ma" Meyer." (current time -I went alone and did not drive, allegedly). I have mentioned Ma here many times and I am sad that she is gone. Fortunately, Cha Cha and I got to visit with her at her home just before she passed. She was in great spirits and was just as full of piss and vinegar as she and I usually am/are. I was very happy to see her with such a great attitude and so resolute in her decision to die at home. I will think about her every time I write the blog and pretty much every other day when I do not write too. I forgot that there is also a blood drive at the temple before meditation this week. If we get there early enough I will donate blood. And, when we go for lunch after meditation, I am having the fish tacos this week and not that asparagus salad I had last week at The Courthouse. Maybe I will sneak in some guacamole. Is it okay to sneak things into The Courthouse?

I must admit that even just sitting here my leg feels better with the boot (and the pumped air within the boot) on. Is it like a security blanker or something? I think it helps that is makes my ankle totally immobile. Adding that photo of the tacos there makes me hungry. We are out of bananas and grapes so I may have to go with raspberries, blackberries and blueberries. Boy, am I just rambling on. I have no problem with that. Jill went to get her hair done so maybe I will wait and see if she calls and asks, "do you want me to get something for lunch?" I think that will be Plan A and I will use the berries as Plan B, Sure, I wasn't really hungry and, just as I write about food, I am starving.

One thing that I have discovered about not working is that I sleep so much more soundly. I am not worried about the alarm going off and continuing to wake-up all night long looking at the clock.

Who will mow the lawn? Jill cannot get it started on her own and it is rare that I mow the yard without it turning off several times for various reasons; usually something in the way. I try to pick up every obstacle that I can before the mowing but it is inevitable that something will be in the way. Maybe I can get Fabio to do it?

This is where I had ended when I originally started writing it so I will end here and I will write another blog post again today (87.3%). TTTToday...MITM (out). Via con dios my darlings!

What is Phony and what is Reality?

I didn't even know 45 knew how to read

I am listening to Pandora right now (the Queen station) and the song I used to play here every time I wrote the blog. I am guessing that the blog gods are wanting me to play the blog's theme song! Here it is! Just click that blue link back there if you want to see the video.

It's high noon. I don't know why it matters what time it is but I always feel compelled to include the times when I am writing the blog.

I know one thing for certain - our 45 is a lying, egocentric, nimrod, bonehead, racist... Or as they said in the movie 9 to 5 a "sexist, egotistical, lying, hypocritical, bigot." I feel fairly certain that he will be gone before long. Even his staunch followers seem to be abandoning his nonsense. I will not ignore my senses as they have served me very well to this point (mostly). I have seen and heard enough to know that he probably will not serve a second term since many of his followers are starting to wise-up. My dad voted for him and I would love to talk to him and see how he feels about his decision now. I will not do that, however, because it will get into a long debate and he will know that he is right and I know that I am correct as I am definitely left and not right. 

In a few hours I am going to help Fabio move some stuff to his new apartment. To be more specific, I am going to be the security detail watching the vehicle as he carries stuff into the new place. I will guard the 4Runner so nothing mysteriously goes missing while he is in the place. I have had lots of experience at security-type jobs and such so I am fairly certain that I can excel at this task. I may have an issue if I have to run-down a perp.

I guess I am going to add some phony ads again today because I have gotten away from it. at they crack me up.

Tomorrow is my next podiatrist appointment and I am fearing that they will take the next step. That means surgery. The heel, where the tear is, still aches almost constantly and now I have soreness up further on the back of the leg. I am still surprised that it hurts first thing in the morning when I just get out of bed. You'd think it would feel better after being off of it all night but then I think to myself, "self, it is a tendon that is torn. Why would it feel better after just being off of it you dimwit?"  My self is so much smarter than I am.

Cha Cha said she is going to make the Sun Basket meal for dinner tonight. That will work out nicely with me helping Fabio and all. I am pretty sure it is not going to take very long to move his stuff. He has two couches in our garage that it will be nice to have out of there so I can park the JEEP in there again. Being the gentleman as I am I let Cha Cha park the FIAT in the garage because I am not so sweet that I would melt if I got wet if it happened to be raining. I do notice that it takes the JEEP's air conditioner a bit longer to chill off when it is parked outside instead of in the garage. 

I have not received the third installment of Jill's The Mysterious Island of Mr. Stout.  The last time she wrote was July 12th. Maybe she was murdered by Mr. Stout and the person that I see here is a figment or an apparition or something. That would give me something to write about, Maybe I am dead and I just think I am alive? So many possibilities as to what is going on.

Well, that is all I have in me today so I suppose I will call it a wrap (that makes me thing of food). I thank you, as always, for stopping by and checking out what is rattling around in my cob-webbed head. I hope you have a great rest of your day. I just remembered that I need to get some more birdseed. I so love watching the squirrels and birds and rabbits and chipmunks and anything else that takes refuge in our forest-like back yard. I am not trying to wax poetic but I think I am accidentally doing just that. TTTT... MITM (out) - au revoir!

The Perilous Invention of Blogging

It is 14:25 and I have accomplished quite a bit today. I went over to my work with my FMLA papers because corporate had not received them. The H.R. people faxed them to Minnesota for me and I have proof that so that is done. I have to go back to see if I need surgery or whatever on Thursday. I know the Achilles hasn't magically fixed itself as it still protrudes from the back of my foot/ankle. After that I came home and watered the outside flowers. Then I vacuumed the entire first floor of the house and then I mopped all of the hardwood and linoleum or whatever it is that we have in the kitchen and in the Tiki Room. I have more to do but I am waiting for the Dyson vacuum to recharge so I can finish getting all of the dog hair vacuumed-up. Waiting for things to charge is a good time to write.

Last night I watched George Harrison's movie George Harrison: Living in the Material World. I always felt that I had most in common with Ringo because he was a drummer and I was a drummer but I now think that I have more in common with what George was all about. He became a Buddhist though his journey with meditation and Cha Cha and I got to the Buddhist temple in Woodstock on Saturdays and meditate... Harrison went much farther that I will ever be able to day; having Beatles and solo career money made it much more convenient for him. Meditation really does recharge me and I do it from time-to-time at home when I am stressed or want to fall asleep. There are even some really good Pandora meditation stations that I will listen to when I need to chill. I am still thinking about finally getting into the pot-smoking deal that all of the cool kids are doing. He, and most of the other Beatles, was/were doing LSD and many other psychotropic drugs. I have an addictive personality by nature so I will probably stay away from that stuff.

After watching the Harrison show I was still wide-awake so I watched another movie that I had seen before. I think it is brilliant, mainly because I know quite a bit about Ricky Gervais and his The Invention of Lying is simply him telling people about his religious (anti-religious, more correctly) beliefs. It is a comedy about a society where nobody ever lies - there is no such thing as lying until one man discovers lying and then the world is his oyster with quite a lot of sand in the oysters along the way. There are a lot of big stars in this movie.

There is a chipmunk that keeps running past the patio window and going down by the standpipe for the basement sump pump. I am assuming that he/she is storing food down there in our crawlspace to prepare for cooler months. I try never to hurt any living being because that is the way I have always been so I will deal with the mess that he/she makes in our crawlspace when the nicer weather rolls-around after winter. I suppose the only exceptions to that rule would be squishing a mosquito by reflex or if I, or someone near were would suffer peril if I didn't act accordingly. Peril is a word I don't ever use; I think I will have to start using that word again.

I have the dishwasher going now. I used to wait until we had a lot of things in the dishwasher before I ran it but with only two of us in the house we would have stinky dishes in there for a week if I waited these days. It's much easier to put them away when they're done now too. It seems like with the the Sun Basket meals I use the same pans, plates, measuring devises, utensils... each night so I put them in the dishwasher and get them out the next night when I am preparing that night's dinner. Last night we had spicy jerk chicken with gingered-stone fruit slaw. It was fantastic Greg M.. I hope you can handle all of the paparazzi you're going to get from being mentioned in my blog. I can have my security detail help you out if it gets too much for you. Tonight we're having Thai-style salmon with peach-cabbage slaw.

I have a few more house chores to get done and it takes me longer with the heel issue and all so I am gonna call it a warp for today. As always, I thank you  for stopping by and giving me something to do while having a wheel in the shop. I will find out Thursday whether or not I will need surgery. Since I have seen or felt no relief I am guessing there will something else that will need to be done. TTTT...MITM (out) TA!

Blog On, Blog Off (not side-to-side)

My goodness it is already 11:38. I have gotten quite a few things done but that is when the time goes faster I have found; I know that you found that long ago too. My plan was to just mow the front yard because I don't want to push it too much with the torn tendon. The front yard went well so, while I was already sweaty, I decided to mow the back as well. I got done with the back yard and then decided to fix the section of fence that has been held together by a piece of string for some time. I got the ladder out and grabbed a few nails, a hammer and the ladder and went to work. It didn't take long and now it looks better and I am sure that the neighbors will happy to not see Jeff's nose peaking between the planks.

I am fairly sweaty as it is kind of humid out but I am back in the air conditioned house. I have my next podiatrist appointment on Thursday. I feel like surgery will be necessary though I hope not. The bump on the back of my heel is still very visible and I do have discomfort in the morning when I get out of bed ad off-and-on throughout the day. You'd imagine that it would feel better being off of it all night but that is seldom the case with injuries. If I require getting sliced I think it will probably just be out-patient surgery but that is just my guess. I hope I don't have to wear one of those boots.

Maybe coming back to your ears soon

I haven't seen any television or listened to any radio today so I am not sure what is going on in the horrifying American political scene today.  I just listened to the Queen Pandora station while mowing. Man, Freddie Mercury was sure talented. While I slept last night I listened to several podcasts. Speaking of podcasts, Jill and I are talking about starting-up the Dirty Laundry Podcast again. We had quite a following when we were doing that and we both miss doing the show. It was a lot of work doing the editing and such but it was always worth the effort, in hindsight. I still have some of the old podcasts recorded on some of my devises and I listen to them now and again. Doing a show like we did really let us get out some of our frustrations by just talking the issues out; we'd have an awful lot to talk about these days though we might stay away from politics as politics are a buzz-kill. I just looked and the Dirty Laundry Podcast Facebook page is still there. We had/have 141 followers. Would they still listen? Time will tell. Now I have our theme song stuck in my head.

I have a mosquito bite on my left forearm. That will teach me to mow the lawn.

I think I may a have a salad for lunch again today. They seem to sustain me pretty well with the added protein of shredded chicken and hard-boiled eggs. I believe I have only had a banana today. I washed the grapes last night so I will probably have grapes for dessert. I blog about lunch and now I wonder what I will make for dinner. If it were just me I would have another big salad but it isn't just me. We're both watching our girlish figures so I will figure something out; I do miss my wine. No pain no loss! I may take a nap because I have not been sleeping as well as I wish.

So weird, I was just writing about dinner tonight and a few minutes later Jeff races to the front door barking. He is our alarm and our protector. Anyway, I went to the front door and saw a yellow truck driving away. I opened the door and there was a large box lying on the front porch. Jill had signed us up for something called Sun Basket which is one of those programs where they send you all of the ingredients and instructions to make meals. She just ordered the three-meals-a-week one and we eat other things the rest of the week. some of the recipes are kind of complicated but I am here and I like to cook. When I go back to work we can still use this service because I have four days a week off.We did one of these a long time ago ago but it got too demanding for some reason. I have not opened the box yet to see what our three meals will be this week (it's like getting a birthday present on your front porch) but I am still having my salad for lunch. I am curious what our three meals will be this week. That will give me something to write about tomorrow.

Okay, I am gonna end now and put the Sun Basket stuff in the refrigerator. Thank you for coming by  and I will, almost definitely, be back tomorrow. I hope you can make it back too. TTTT...MITM (out) Sayonara!

From Evolution to the Grave (it just turned-out that way)

Did cavemen really wear wedding rings?

I am finally writing on my new computer. I am somewhat technically challenged when it comes to computers so it has been quite an experience thus far. I can hook-up any kind of sound system known to the English-speaking world but I have fallen back some on the computer stuff. Evolution is inevitable in just about everything and technology is probably one of the quickest changing areas these days. So, I have to install a bunch of my APPS that were on my previous computer (which I still have) but I have a few already and, as you may assume, Blogger and Facebook were my first two to get on this devise. I know, first world problem! I already like this computer so much more than the last one but this one will probably be obsolete by the time I get done writing today's blog.

My Achilles heel does not seem to be getting better thus far. I am staying off of my feet as much as possible and using the shoe inserts that podiatrist gave me but not much help. In addition the the heel still aching (even before I get out of bed in the morning) my big toe on the other foot is still bothering me too. With all of the sitting-around I have been doing I still have been able to shake seven pounds in the past week though. I am eating lots of salads and bananas and grapes and other berries (no dingleberries though). I am not a total herbivore as I do add some chicken and hard-boiled eggs to my salads on occasion. Jill and I went to Fatty's for lunch today and I had the Corncob Salad without the bacon. I took a bottle of Ditka's giardiniera with as my dressing. Jill also had a salad and she used the giardiniera too. The Cardinals game was on at the bar and the Cardinals looked pretty good but, by the time we got back home, the Cubs had gone ahead. We should not have left the bar - YOU NEVER MESS WITH A STREAK! Matt Carpenter didn't even homer in this game - I blame myself. I'll get over it when the Cards are in the Fall Classic. Not leaving a bar is probably always good advise no matter the situation. I do miss the wine though iced tea is a palpable substitute. That reminds me that I took a small bag of powder with me to the bar. It looked like a baggie of cocaine but it was only Splenda. Nobody said a word with the baggie of white powder in a clear plastic bag sitting on the table; one of the freedoms of living in a college town I suppose.

This stuff makes the iced tea much sweeter, man

I will probably mow the lawn tomorrow. I may do the front first and see how my wheels are feeling before I decide to do the backyard. The front yard is small but the backyard is kind of a forest preserve so, I may break the back up into smaller parcels. I can always hope for rain.  However, if I do end-up requiring surgery I will not be able to mow the lawn even if they give me one of those Darth Vader / Storm-trooper boots.

I do like this new computer. I got the last one from Methuselah and he lived longer than just about anybody. Supposedly, he lived to be 969 years. I have to believe there may have been a bit of exaggeration in The Holy Bible. We don't know who these 40 or so people who wrote the Bible really were. Maybe they were just looking for notoriety and rubles for speaking engagements. Did they really have a Fountain of Youth? Who in the Hell wants to live to be almost 1,000 years old? Can you imagine how much your bones would creek then! I don't even want to live to be 100. Maybe 80 -TOPS! You'd think that I would be religious being a Cardinals' fan. Maybe Padres' fans are more religious?

Hey, it's 18:27 and I would be home from work about now if I were able to work. Not one person from my work has sent me a message to see where I am. Maybe they're just reading the obituaries to see if I am dead. Speaking Blogging of being dead, I have completed my list of songs that I want played at my funeral. I am going to get the CD ready so it available at the time of my demise. I may even make extra copies for people to take home. What the heck are you supposed to do with those little memorial cards with pictures and a bunch of stuff about my dead corpse? I think a practical parting gift (like a party favor) would be much better that a picture of me when I was alive; I am not much to look at. I want you to think of me every time you hear one of those songs - let's be practical. I wonder if CD's will still be the musical genre of choice? Maybe I should just start a Pandora station with my death songs. That will have to be almost a game-time decision. I may have to leave that to someone who will be more techie when I have made the turn around that final corner.

Alright, I hear rumbling upstairs so I am going to call this a wrap. I think this was kind of a dark blog today but whatever runs from my melon to my fingers just seems to have to come out. If I censored myself I would be doing myself and you a disservice.  Thank you so much for coming by. I will try to live to blog again tomorrow (odds are pretty much in my favor I believe). Have a great rest of your weekend - TTTT...MITM (out) RIP

Da Coach!

This is why I don't do P.R. for restaurants

It is 16:42 on a Saturday night and I am just now getting around to blogging. Jill and I went up to Woodstock (Illinois) this morning to the Blue Lotus Buddhist Temple. We had been going every week for many months but haven't been for some time now; I think we may go most Saturdays when possible. Just today has helped to center myself again. After that we went to The Public House for lunch (it used to be the courthouse way back in the day). I kind of wonder if there are ghosts in there like in The Sixth Sense?

We both had asparagus salads for lunch. The salads were pretty good but I wish I would have gone with the fish tacos. However, now that it is hours later I am happy that I had the salad. Isn't weird how time can change our outlooks on things? I am glad that the future me told the past me to have the salad. The town always reminds me of Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania even though I don't believe I have ever been there. If you didn't know, Woodstock is where they filmed Groundhog Day with Bill Murray. I always wonder why they didn't just film it in Punxsutawney. I thought the entire time that they may have thought I was a monk from somewhere else because of my newly bald head. I may have to start writing a script for Undercover Monk (copyright). My hair is growing back pretty quickly but is still have razor stubble even though I didn't use a razor. Maybe I should call it buzzer stubble? I just used the buzzer (makes sense for a buzz).

The Blue Lotus Monastics (monks)

Tomorrow is Sunday and I will begin my second week of leave from work. I have not been walking much and the heel still hurts. I don't drive much because of the heel either - it is my driving foot, of course. It is odd that not one single person from work has sent me a message or anything wondering where I am. I was only gone for one week so far so maybe they think I am just on vacation or something. Maybe they just don't care about me or maybe they are just as nosy as I am?

Man, it is 17:31 now and I am hungry. I made another HUGE salad that I will break-out into about ten or twelve salads over the next day or two or three. I bet I can get about nine or ten salads out of it.

Maybe Iron Mike will send me a case for the plug

On the way back from way up north I stopped at Wal-Mart and got some for giardiniera. The best giardiniera that I have found is Ditka's and the only place that I found it is at Wal-Mart. Mike Ditka knows football and he knows "hall of fame recipe" giardiniera. His giardiniera is a "hall of fame recipe." He couldn't put that on the label if it weren't true. Right?

What time does the next Cardinals-Cubs game start? They have a day/night double header today. The Cubs won the early game and I heard that the Cardinals lead the season's series of the head-to-head matches by one game. I hope that it will be by two games at the end of the night. I wish the Cards could have saved some of the 18 runs they scored yesterday for the two games today/tonight.

Alright, I have talked myself into having a salad now so I shall end. I will blog again tomorrow. I always say that but it doesn't always happen. Thank you for coming by and for continuing to give me a reason to write. Have a great night - that is a suggestion not a demand. TTTT...MITM (bald) TA!

Artsy-Fartsy Day

I think a few days ago or a week ago  I wrote how I felt like James Stewart in Rear Window because I had no way to get anywhere that day. I am kind of neurotic when I think I did or said something and I need proof right away for my sanity. So, I scrolled down to the previous blogs and see that I wrote about it in Sunday's blog. Well, now at 13:48, I came down stairs here with my grocery list to head over to the store to get a few things and I see that the FIAT is gone (with Jill at her office) and both sets of JEEP keys are gone. That is the perfect time for the murderer to make his move. I say "his" because most killers are males. I would walk over to the store, as it is not very far, but my torn Achilles is still aching with me not walking anywhere and I do not need it to get worse. I really prefer not to have surgery if I can control that option; I am doing what I can in that area.

After seeing that James Stewart photo up there I think I may make today's blog a little artsier than usual and use black-and-white photos. Jimmy Stewart up there made me think about Ironside (Raymond Burr). Creepy (or just coincidental). I didn't remember why he (Ironside) was in a wheelchair and I just learned that it was due to a failed assassination attempt. Why would I remember that? I was somewhere between five and ten years old. I only watched it because we only had three channels. I don't think PBS even existed yet. I know our television was only  black-and-white then.

I am really watching what I am eating even more than before. I am getting very little exercise because of my, mostly, immobile state. I may go downstairs today and do some weights (on the bench only. I bought plenty of healthy stuff to eat and I made a giant salad in a humongous bowl, that I take from, to eat smaller salads. I like salads so this works out very nicely. I have a bunch of white chicken meat that I add along with my giardiniera that I use for the dressing.

I am considering no longer being a trainer or a member of the ERT (emergency response team) when I get back to work. They pay no extra money though I do like helping people. If there is an emergency I have to go to wherever the problem is, of course. I also train safety school and that is almost on the entire other side of the humongous warehouse. I still have a few weeks (at least) to think about those decisions. If I did not do those things I would not have to walk near as much as I do at work now. They always say, "safety first."

It just started raining so I guess it is doubly good that I didn't try to limp to the store. It would have been a long, limping walk so it's just as well. Why doesn't Notre Dame use Quasimodo  as their mascot? I am Irish and I appreciate the advertising but this seems like a no-brainer. I am sure that it was considered at one time or another. Leprechauns aren't even real except in South Bend, Indiana and on Lucky Charms  boxes and commercials.

I have had enough and it's already 15:20 and I am hungry. Have a great rest of your Thursday. Thanks you, so very much, for dropping in. I am certain that I will find time in my boring schedule tomorrow to write again. TTTT...MITM (out)!

The #BEINCONVENIENT Blog!

A sad note to start - the orange Kool-Aid guy is still our so-called leader. He is not, and never will be, my leader! I have not talked to a few of my friends who voted for him since right after he became some-people's leader. I wonder if they have changed their minds on him yet? Politics is one of the things that we are supposed to avoid when speaking to people. How will things get better if we don't talk about? So perplexing. He is unraveling and the people who used to back him are finally seeing the light. Many Republicans are now seeing what a bumbling idiot he really though I know that there are people who can never admit to being wrong. I used to be one of those guys but I know I am wrong more times than not. I may even be wrong about that last sentence? I put that photo over there to the right because I figure it covers the orange-in-chief and it also is kind of a phony advertising like I have been trying to add here lately.

I just finished watching An Inconvenient Sequel:Truth and Power.  I have always felt that what we do as humans almost always affects our world. A side note: I hope President Obama runs for Vice-President one of these days and then whoever the President candidate is wins and then, after a few years, the President steps-down and Obama becomes President for a few more years. I love to continue seeing history being made in my lifetime and this one would tickle me orangeless. Anyway, back to the sequel. It was nice to see most of the rest of the world trying to take care of Earth and our future. Al Gore is so very passionate about it. We should be leading this kind of effort since we are probably one of the bigger countries hurting the planet. And 45 wants to brink coal-mining back. It was wonderful seeing all of the other countries that are way ahead of us in this arena - we can catch-up and help lead this! #BEINCONVENIENT! If 45 can't lead us we must lead one another. Trump really is a very dim 5 Watt light bulb.

I am looking for a job writing for a newspaper or a magazine or television again. I have written for magazines, newspapers, radio stations and television stations...and I have found that investigating and writing are what I was meant to do. It looks like Jill and I may be starting the podcast up to try to help make a difference and that will help my creative juices to get there fill again. I am just waiting for Amazon Prime to deliver my new computer tomorrow so we can begin tinkering and playing before we hit to the ether-ways again.

Fabio just came over for a few minutes and he got to touch my newly bald head. I really think I may stay bald for the rest of my life. I can just continuing to buzz my own melon (not a filthy euphemism) and save loads of money over my remaining years. I figured my head would look weirder that it looks though I am delighted that it does not. I feel like I look a bit like Egghead from Batman. I need to work on my Vincent Price mustache and I will be all ready for Halloween. I don't believe I have Price's mannerisms and swagger either though. I Know I don't have his panache, if you know what I mean.

I called and talked to my dad a bit ago and he is doing well. He is staying busy working with his former (and current, I suppose) boss doing odd jobs and such. He wants to get together with Jill and I and the kids and go through mom's things and see if there are any of her stuff that he would like. It won't be long and before Jill and I will be doing the same thing.

I am doing all of the things that the doctors are telling me to do but my Achilles feels about the same. Not doing much walking though the lawn will be needing a haircut in a day or two. All-in-all just being off of my feet most of the time is helping the paid though I won't know if the tendon is healing or fusing back together or whatever it is supposed to be doing until I go back to the podiatrist. I think podiatrist is the wrong way they should spell that word. I think it should be pediatrist. I checked the dictionary and "ped" and "pod" both mean "foot" but "ped" is Latin and "pod" is Greek. Medical stuff seems to be more Greek so I will stick with podiatrist rather than the word that doesn't really exist. It's all Greek to me.

I am done for today as far as the blog goes. As always, thank you so much for chillin' with me for a few. Have a great rest of whatever day this is - they don't much seem different one from the other to me right now.  TTTT...MITM (aus)! TA!!! Love you MA!

Doomed as Doomed Can Be, Ya Kow!

I am so sad, angered and disappointed with the current political climate of The United States of America. I know there are people that still admire and support our country's leaders but I fear that what is happening right now, in Helsinki, Finland is going to end in an even further disaster with 45 being out-smarted by the sly, cunning, diabolical Vladimir Putin. It's like having Jimmy Smith boxing against Muhammad Ali while he was in his prime. Click on that red hyperlink to see what I am talking about. There is no way that our country comes out ahead here (or even comes out even) in this match-up.

I would have hoped that mostly being off of my legs for the past five days some improvement in my legs/feet would have occurred. I am already assuming that there will be surgery to correct my Achilles tendon. I am going to stop in and see the podiatrist again today because I have some more paperwork to have filled-out to take back to my employer so I can get paid. I also have to fill out a form to use some of my vacation hours to get paid for today and tomorrow before the FMLA kicks-in. I bet, when I get back to work and I still have hair like this, people will think that I lied about the Achilles thing and assume I have some form of cancer of something.

Noah starts his new job tomorrow and he seems pretty excited. He is going to continue to help (part-time) at his current job until they find somebody to replace him. This will be working around his new full-time job, of course. He'll do great!

My hair is actually shorter than that 

When we finally leave this failing country for Canada I think I want to live in Medicine Hat, Saskatchewan. Jill is still pretty set on Austin, Texas. One huge advantage to moving to Alberta, Canada is that we would Justin Trudeau as our leader. If we live in Texas we still have 45 to deal with here. We'll live in Medicine Hat and our leader will not be an ass-hat.

I guess I fell asleep before finishing this last night so I will continue now.

I got a haircut last week and Jill was giving me crap about it since. She thought it was too long. This morning she said, "you should go get a buzz-cut. Have you ever had a buzz-cut before?" I answered, "yes, when I was in sixth grade maybe." I then said, "if I want a buzz-cut I can do that myself." So, I proceeded to go the bathroom and now I look like John Candy (Dewey Oxburger) in Stripes. I went into her office in the house here and she said,"that's drastic!" "This is a buzz-cut," I said. "I guess I meant like a flat-top or something." YOU SAID BUZZ-CUT!!!" I immediately put on a baseball cap and now my fitted-hats are even a bit too large. I will have to wear some of the adjustable hats. I am glad that I don't go back to work for the minimum of three-weeks. Some people you just cannot make happy. 

Now that it is today and not yesterday I can see that I was more than correct about the Putin - Trump match. The Goofball-in-Chief was so out-gunned, out-smarted, out-witted, out-classed...outed! Putin is a former KGB spy for crying-out loud. Even 45's former big supporters are turning on him. Quite frankly, I am surprised that it took so long. I guess party loyalty is much more important that our country's security and future. Hopefully, this wake-up call will lead to censure or impeachment.

I woke up this morning and my Achilles ached and my left big toe throbbed. I was off of my feet all night and this? I fear surgery for the Achilles tendon will be the final determination. I will try to stay off my feet as much as I can until my next appointment. I have had so many problems with my feet and ankles for most of my life. I think it probably stemmed from all of the baseball I played for most of my life. I payed all-out all of the time and I paid for it from time to time (mostly ankle related things).

Okay, I am going to stop. I hope you have a great day despite our national turmoil right now. I think, in a weird way, Trump being the imbecile that he is will united the United States a bit more. I cannot take much more of this boob even though I am generally a boob-man. TTTT...MITM (bald)! TA!

Three (fake) Billboards Outside Blogville

It seems just like yesterday since I blogged when, in fact, I did not write yesterday. Slacker! I usually would be at work right now (just returning from my first break) but I am not, obviously. I spent a lot of yesterday sorting-out and filling-out paper work for my short-term FMLA. I love how businesses and insurance companies... inundate us with paperwork to try to get us to drop the ball and make us not be able to use the insurances... that we pay for every week from our paychecks.  So, I have all of my stuff filled-out and I am going back to the podiatrist tomorrow to have them fill-out the portions of the paperwork where my employer requires to the physician to fill-out areas out because, I guess, I could have faked all of the documents I already gave them and pretend to have a torn Achilles tendon. I can show them my bulging heel if they wish. I may move to North Korea; at least there I would know that I was being horns-waggled and not have to question it all the time. There's a seems to be a sense of freedom in that.

While I am writing this I am listening to the Paul Simon Pandora station. This station plays a lot of artists that I like and that mellow me out. Kodachrome was the last song and not The Boxer. There's been a lot of Creedence, Cat Stevens, James Taylor, Harry Chapin, Israel Kamakawiwo'ole, Louis B. Armstrong, Rusted Root, Crosby, Stills Nash and Young, Kenny Loggins (and Messina)... Great station for my taste.Why else would I be listening to it? I am kind of a hippy I suppose.

In addition to the big toe deal and the Achilles issue I now have a cold with the stuffed-up nose and the sore throat and the ears popping now and again. I suppose it is a good time to have the cold because it will probably be gone by the time I am cleared to go back to work.

Jill and her sister are headed down to Shabbona (Illinois) for a family reunion. I am going to stay here and recuperate and vegetate. I wonder if I should even drive since the Achilles issue is on my right ankle? It probably would have been more convenient if the big toe issue and the Achilles issue were on the same foot. I am not going to ask the doctor about the driving thing because I may not like the answer. I kind of feel like I am L.B. "Jeff" Jefferies  (James Stewart) in the Alfred Hitchcock classic Rear Window. What a great film that is; I would say that was Hitch's best! How and you go wrong with Hitchcock and Jimmy Stewart? And then you also have: Grace Kelly and Raymond Burr and Sam Drucker (Frank Cady) from Green Acres! I am gonna check and see if that movie is on one of our ROKU channels.

Last night Jill and I watched Three Billboards Outside Ebbing. Missouri. We rented it on the Red Box App on ROKU. What a great cast and a fantastic movie. Frances McDormand won the Academy Award for actress in a leading role. She also received the leading actress awards from - Independent Film Awards, British Film Academy of Film and Television Arts, Screen Actors Guild (two awards for her/cast), Golden Globes, National Society of Film Critics... She was amazing as you may imagine. What do you expect from someone from Illinois (Gibson City)? If you have never seen Fargo (the movie) I would recommend that where she was also amazing and won the Best Actress Academy Award.

As you can see, I am still enjoying the phony ads. I think the photos and ads and such just make wherever  they are just seem longer and more legitimate maybe? That's probably why they started to ad photos and drawing in books.

For the next few weeks, at least  the next few weeks, I plan to eat only fruits and vegetables and salads. I will also work out if able. I will stay off of the tread mill and probably the stationary bike but I may hit the weights (arms and chest for sure) but I will, most likely, not push the legs because of the foot and the ankle.

I think I will end now and get a banana and some grapes. I have already had two hard-boiled eggs and I am probably going over to Fatty's to get a corncob salad (with no bacon). If Fabio doesn't work today I will see if he wants to go too. He starts a new job on Tuesday so they may make him work today and tomorrow to train somebody else?). I can say that now because he already gave his notice at Schuck's. He seems pretty excited.

Okay I am done for today. I thank you for continuing to give me an audience to write for. Even if it is just YOU and You alone I feel honored that I am worthy for a few minutes of you time. TTTT...MITM (out)!

Achilles Really Can Kill You

Same heel as Achilles - Coincidence? Me thinks not

Yesterday I went to the podiatrist - Turns out I have a partially torn Achilles tendon on my right ankle. I also have a left foot big toe issue since like 1980 from the partial amputation (that's why you never see me in sandals).. The doctor used a cheese grader-looking thing on the callouses. They then gave me two heel inserts and some heavy duty toe cushions ($7 worth). I have to go back in four weeks. I have a note for work for limited job duties but most of my typical duties aren't that strenuous though I was in pain much of the time due to my crappy shanks ponies. My dad used to call our feet/legs shanks ponies when I was very young. I never really knew where exactly that phrase came from but the urban dictionary says it's "walking anywhere when you have no cash to ride the bus and you don't have a vehicle." Now it's just called "getting your steps in." If this doesn't work I may have to have a minor surgery and be forced to wear a Darth Vader boot or something.

Why do we continue to call glove compartments, in our vehicles, glove compartments?  Does anybody still put gloves in there? Did anybody ever put gloves in there? I rarely even wear gloves except at work. I guess I use them when I mow the lawn and when I play baseball.

It was nice to see this when I was looking for their site

Still working on my novel that will be ready for publication just before I die. It is weird because I got a call yesterday from AuthorHouse Publishing asking if I am still working on my book. It was just a message on my voicemail because I was with the doctor at the time. I am sure they just want to take a great deal of the royalties for my ideas and work. I will cross the bridge of self-publishing or getting a literary agent when I get to that bridge.

I think I pretty much have my musical playlist done for my funeral or cremation or whatever happens after I die.

Yesterday I watered all of the flowers in the yard. Cha Cha is related to Mother Nature (yes, the real Mother Nature) so our yard is pretty spectacular with the trees and bushes and flowers and foliage and flora and fauna... It took quite a while because we live in a veritable forest.

I just got back from taking my paperwork into work and it appears that they cannot accommodate the restrictions that Dr. Neil Levin D.P.M. (podiatrist) prescribed so I will probably be on short-term disability (FMLA - Family Medical Leave Act) for about a month (four weeks). I am waiting for a call back from the human resource department to see what comes next. I will get paid a percentage of my wage and can use my vacation time to off-set the remainder. What a great way to spend my Friday the 13th. 13 has always been my favorite number and I have always thought of Friday as one of the best days of the week so - BONUS! While I was driving to see the H.R. people there was a news story that said that Great Britain has done a study that there are more traffic accidents on Friday the 13th than any other day of the year. That's Great Britain where they don't even know which side of the road to drive on. They sure know when we have a terrible Commander in Chief though.

Achilles / Trojan  fake ad tie-in here

I may spend a lot of my month working on the novel. I have lots and lots of notes so I should do okay. Isn't an out-of-work writer such a cliche'? Maybe I am thinking of an out-of-work actor. I have a direction to go and I have the protagonist's name and personality... all ready. I have plenty of antagonistic characters invented (amalgamated) . I really want to be in a field related to what I studied and loved in school. Yes, maybe I am jealous that one of the guys (Bob Odenkirk) that I worked with at our college radio station (WIDB) went on to become a big star and I am still waiting for that big break. I don't want to be a star but I would like to work in the area that I love and make a living doing so. It's just about time to do something or get off of that pot.

I just learned that The Goo Goo Dolls are going to be playing at a farm/polo club (Aramore Farm + Polo Club) near where I went to High School in Oswego. I love The Goo Goo Dolls but the tickets start at $70 and go up to $200. I feel it would be fiscally irresponsible to pay that kind of money when I can just listen to my add-free subscription to Pandora Goo Goo Dolls' station. Live music is rarely good as music mixed in a studio. I have seen enough concerts being a child of the 70's/80's.

I am done. I hope you have a great rest of your whatever you want to have great. Thanks for stopping by again. I will try to write every day until I get back to work between this and my best-selling novel.  Have a great rest of your day/night/life... TTTT...MITM (out) - adios!

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A Vast Wasteland!

It is already 13:48 and I am just starting to write because it was quite a busy day thus far. I was hoping that my new contributing writer had her next installment of The Mysterious Island of Mr. Stout ready but genius cannot be rushed. If you have not read the fist installment, shame on you, you can look at the previous blog for the link. I really do not wish shame on you; I reserve my shame for the people who are currently ruining our country.

As you can see, I am continuing with the phony advertisements. If you find some that you think would be good for the blog please sent them to me. Remember that I will make the decision whether they will be used or not. Also remember that I am not very picky and I will post almost anything.

Yesterday when I was on the way home someone drove up next to me and asked, "did you know you have a low tire?" I said "no" and I thanked him for telling me. This morning, after I fixed the garage door opener,  I went over to get the screw taken out of the tire and have the tire patched. I sat in the little waiting room where the television was vomiting The Maury Show (Maury Povich). How can that piece of crap show still be on? How could that piece of crap show ever make the airwaves in the first place?  Newton Minow was so right when, in 1961, while he was the Federal Communication Commission (FCC) Chairmen he said that "television is a vast wasteland." We spend a lot of time discussing Minow in our radio/ television classes.It is even worse now with all about baby mamas and baby daddies and DNA tests to find out who the real parents were so some bologna. I am so glad that we do not have regular television anymore. I am mush happier watching what we want to watch when we want to watch it. Al la cart is the way to go baby!

So, anyway, after I left there I went to Jewel to get Cha Cha the fruits that she and the beverages that she likes (diet root beer and diet ginger ale for all of you Cha Cha buffs) likes. Then I went to Schnuck's and got a few more things like bananas and some of my beverages (caffeine free/calorie free iced tea) I will not share the brand because it is difficult enough to find as it is; I don't need any more competition. Then I came home and put the air compressor away that I had left in the garage after airing the tire for the short trip to the tire shop.

Tomorrow I am going to see a podiatrist. You'd think, with all of the foot problems that I have had since 1980, that I would have been to a podiatrist before but, nope. The last time I had a doctor look at my feet was when I had have of my great toe partially hacked-off when I was run-over by a fork lift. I have often said, and still believe, that was the most fortuitous day of my life. I know it sounds insane but I am serious when I say that because two amazing people actually exist because of that day and I have spent over 35 years with the most amazing person that I have ever known because of that day. I would have my toe chopped off all over again if the same history were to lie ahead of me.

Wow, it's 16:36 now. I am making spoon tacos for dinner (a lighter version than I would usually make since my belts are getting tighter again). If you want the recipe let me know. It could not be easier and it is not expensive and it is great for leftovers. I don't know what it was ever called spoon tacos because I eat it with a fork.

I think I am going to wrap this up now mainly because I am gonna start dinner.

I hope you have a great rest of your day and night or night and day depending on where you are in the world. I am happy that you stopped by and that I could make you feel better about yourself by seeing how dingy I am. I will probably write again tomorrow depending on whether my writing protege has another installment of her story. If not, you will have me to have to trudge through again. Thanks again and stay liberal. TTTT...MITM (out)! Hey, Fabio just walked in - what a pleasant surprise.TA!

Let the Fake Ads Begin!

Happy Saturday. I have had a pretty good weekend and have gotten a lot of things done that have needed to be done. I am sure I will do many more things today though my main goal is to relax and get physically and mentally prepared for my three-day work week. (poor me huh?).

When I looked at yesterdays blog I got perturbed about the ads that are placed on the blog. I do not put them there and, in all actuality, I wish they were not there. I think they are put there by a company called Ad Sense. I guess they are there rather than me having to pay to post the blogs and they are just a miserable distraction to me and maybe to you? In life, actually, I have learned to ignore ads or use the time when they appear on television to go to the bathroom or the refrigerator. I wish, if that is the fact, I could choose the ads that are on the site so they would align with things I think are worth having there for me and for you. Almost all the APPS that we have on our phones give you a choice of having the free version with ads or paying for an ad-free site. I do that with some things like my Pandora and a few other sites. I would rather pay for some (as I do) instead of being in a calmed state because of the music that I have chosen and then be blasted with a commercial that has nothing to do with anything in my life. Goggle Analytics gathers information about the content of websites and posts... and decides how they can place ads that targets the particular audience so they can make money on things like my blog that I may be completely opposed to. Suffice it to say they are predatory marketers in my mind. As you can see, I have added some phony ads to the blog today just to spite the real stuff that I do not want to see .I am going to do this every time I write now but, as I know me, I will forget to do it.

I slept-in today almost to 9:30. I did a lot of walking yesterday and I also drank a very large bottle of wine throughout the day and I took a sleeping pill before bed. My walking consisted mainly of walking almost two miles (1.8 miles to be precise) to pick up the FIAT when it was fixed and then mowing the lawn.

I finished watching the Netflix show The Staircase last night. I was drawn to it and would watch it while I was making dinner or cleaning the kitchen and, most often, just playing poker, chess and/or blackjack on my phone. The show is a real-life court drama about a man whose wife died, presumably, from falling down a set of stairs in their home. It wouldn't have been so suspicious if he hadn't had a VERY similar tragedy with a former wife years before when he lived in Germany. Adding further to the oddness is that he is a well-known mystery writer that I had never heard of before. I was not satisfied with the ending of the show because I saw, and still do see, all of the flaws in our judicial system. The show spanned over, at least a decade, with film crews following the key players. They called this "season one" but I am unaware if there is going to be a season two...

I don't think I have many things that I HAVE to do today. The four-day weekends really do make a difference in getting things done and then having, at least, one entire day to relax. Of course, there are always things that can be done but not as many that have to be done. Jill was on Evanston for three days so that further gave me time to stuff completed.

Okay, I am going to find something to do as it is already 11:55 and I have some slacking and relaxing to get to. I think Noah is coming over today. Maybe I will go over and get some Chipotle' for lunch today LOL. Thank you for stopping by and for reading the blog; proving that print is not dead. TTT (Wednesday at the latest).... MITM (out) riding off into the sunset! TA!