Wednesday, October 31, 2007

What would you do?

If you could go back in time and had the chance to kill Adolf Hitler,even if it meant your own demise, would you do it? If you are not familiar with the movie The Dead Zone, then I guess this vid is useless.


Turn out the lights,lock the door and eat all the candy yourself.It's HALLOWEEN!

Tomorrow

I am going to one of those "Big Box Home Improvement" centers. You know the ones. They are as big as 3 football fields put together and you can never find an employee willing to assist you in locating one item in a vast myriad of tens of thousands of items.I plan to enter the store and go directly to customer service and demand to speak to a member of management because I have a problem. That should get a quick response from management, who will inquire of me the nature of my problem. My response will be as follows: I have a mouse problem. I need about 10 ft. of insulation tape to fortify the border of my crawl space door. Hopefully, I can be in and out with purchase in hand in about 10 minutes. I don't have hours to walk up and down every aisle for one item because of "customer no service".

Today

Today at work, I had 2 conversations. One of importance and the other was just dribble.
The dribble was someone lamenting on the fact that some food that had gone out of date was going to end up in the landfill.He commented that it was a shame, as people were starving. I,being in a foul mood to begin with, replied as to what people. His answer was the usual-people in Africa.Then he added, there are people in Salisbury that could use this food.And thinking that I resided in Nithsdale, he smugly added "And where do you live?" My reply was this. "Where do I live? I live in a van, down by the river". He didn't get it!



The conversation of importance was between myself and an elderly,black employee. I don't know what started it, but we were conversing on Black/White relations in our country today.We were in total agreement that neither of us liked what had transpired over the last generation in regard to the fact that racism seems to have reared it's ugly head again.I said that I don't judge a man by the color of his skin...and then I faltered and he completed my sentence...But by the content of his character. Then we both went back to work!

Last Night

I opened the pantry door to get something and then closed it. My olfactory senses told me somethin' stinks. I reopened the door to investigate . There was no food in there that could go bad. Saltine crackers, Ramen Noodles and maple syrup are all staples in your average Bomb Shelter.Then,I saw the cause of the stench. A mouse, a dead mouse(the best kind) stuck to a sticky trap that had been in the back of my pantry for over 10 years.He is now on his way to a proper burial at the county landfill (services are scheduled for tomorrow,entombment will be private).

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

6:01 pm

7

get mad/ a dollar buys a nickels worth




I Made Him An Offer And He Refused...Or His Cellphone Lost It's Signal ?

Please read the previous post and it will all make sense (ha).


Don't Sign A-Rod, Don't sign A-Rod, Don't Sign A-Rod...

I hear that this was the chant from "Red Sox Nation" to principal owner John Henry during the post "sweep" celebrations. The chant was well intentioned and no doubt fun, but was a waste of breath. Why? Why would Boston spend one second of thought even entertaining the idea of signing A-Rod? Who needs him! They just won The World Series, have a complete team, make good trades and have a good farm system. Sure, they are one of the few teams that could afford his astronomical salary demand, along with the Chicago Cubs, the L.A. teams and the other N.Y. team. However, there is one other team that could land A-Rod with an offer that he could not refuse, if this team would "think outside the box" ( the owner's box, that is ).I've got it all figured out. Now all this team has to do is follow my plan to the "T" and A-rod will be attired in Orange & Black come next April. Here is the plan (note to Peter A.- Go get your paper and crayon, I'll call you a few minutes) .

Pete: Hello
Me: It's Me. Have you got paper and crayon?
Pete: Si, I've got the big box with 64 colors. Which color should I use?
Me: Anyone but the white one. Is there one that glows in the dark?
Pete: No. They came with the Deluxe Box of 64, but I did not want to spend the extra money.
Me: No surprise there. Just use black. Alright, here is my plan. You offer A-Rod $40 mil per for 10 years.
Pete: What? I don't have that kind of money!
Me: Shut it and listen! One more word and I am hanging up and you can remain in the cellar of the A.L. east forever. In order to afford this contract, cuts have to be made- drastic cuts. First, A-Rod has experience at both 3rd and SS. With that salary he can play both.On the other side of the infield you need to eliminate one position. I recommend the First Baseman. Brian Roberts is really quick so he can field any balls hit to that area and beat out the runner to first base. I thought about going with a "Central" outfield (left and right only) but those two guys would be exhausted by the 5th inning. I will lump all the next cuts into one statement: You employ professional baseball players, the cream of the crop. Fire all your coaches. If these ball players don't know how to hit, pitch and run the bases at this point in their careers, then we are both just "pissing in the wind". Here are a few other suggestions. Why do you pay good money to a man to sit in the dugout, spitting sunflower seeds and making decisions in a game that he views from only one side? Make him a Player/ Manager, like the old days. But he has to be the catcher, where he can see the whole game and call the pitches. If you had returned my call the other day, you could have gotten Joe Girardi. I guarantee he would have told the Yankees to "kiss my ass" if you offered him $5 Mil per (even if he had to sell beer and popcorn during the 7th inning stretch). Has "Pudge" Rodriguez resigned with Detroit? If not call him. But it will cost you another $10+ mil per year.That's what you get for not taking my calls.And least, but not last: your pitcing staff. Cut the roster in half. Starting pitchers are essential, but do you really need a "set up" pitcher to "set up" the "set up man" for the "closer". I don't think so. And one last thing. Get your fat ass out in the stands and "peddle some peanuts and Pabst" and you can eliminate one minimum wage salary and you may drum up some business for your day job. Any questions? Hello...Hello... Hola!...Saludo...
Phone: "IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO MAKE A CALL, PLEASE HANG UP AND TRY AGAIN".

Sunday, October 28, 2007

His Song, Her Song,My Song,Your Song.What Happened To Our Song?

This song reminds me of being in love for the first time. First love is the best/worst love. Why? Because if it never ends, then you will never become cynical. Cynicism is a horrible state of mind. But time cures all wounds, except arrows to the heart. I remember signing this song to my first love in a trailer in Ocean View in 1974. What a great memory...after all, aren't memories the negatives of the picture of our life?

4:26 PM : Anything Is Possible, If You Have HOPE!



Unconscious Mutterings

I saw this on a blog that I visit daily. I have gotten more than a few ideas for posts from the (now) 5 blogs that I check out each day. I know that 2 check out my blog occasionally. I would venture to say that they have never gotten an idea for a post from this "Train Wreck" that I am operating here. Unconscious Mutterings is a word association site (think Rorschach Inkblot Test sans the visuals) that lists 10 words. Each word is a question :: Your first thought is your answer. Here is a sample from the site and my answers. I assume that a Psychologist could diagnose my psyche online if he, by accident, stumbled upon this post ( or my blog for that matter). I would welcome it! I would have a diagnosis and a remedy for the Dr. - " Take your books, your Freud and your Jung and shove 'em where the sun don't shine". Here are my first thoughts to the 10 words below. P.S.- These are my actual, first thoughts. Honestly!

1) Cluster :: Fuck(as in Mongolian)
2) Announcement :: Wedding
3) Respect :: Earn it!
4) Incident :: The Ox-Bow (Incident)
5) Accordion :: Polka music
6) Drunk :: Not Yet
7) If :: "If ifs and buts were candy and nuts, we'd all have a merry Christmas!"
8) Dexter :: Dexter Lakes Club
9) Wedding :: Not again
10) Gambling :: POWERBALL

These are my honest, first thought answers. Now, I can post some videos ( Eh, that's what I do).






Friday, October 26, 2007

(this is not here)

I Am Pissed !

So much for posting 2 B.M.'s per day (to understand you will have to read my 1st b.m. of today). I am pissed off at my generation- the" baby boomers". What an appropriate name for us, because we are a bunch of "fucking babies". Most of us never had to serve a single day in military service to our country even though we became of age during the Viet Nam War. If you were able to get into college or had a high draft number( mine was 365- luck of the draw) than you had nothing to worry about. More importantly, we have raised a next generation of "super fucking babies". I didn't even know where I am going with this post and I just did remember why I started it. I hate people! Not all people! Just some people! I was at THE ( shopping) CENTRE today and I would venture to say that I have never seen a conglomerate of ugly miscreants assembled in one place since the casting call of The Planet of the Apes. How many tatoos and piercings does one sub 100 I.Q. " wanna be" need. Wait 'til your 64 and your entire body will look like a shrunken head from Ripley's Believe It Or Not. This is my last and not my first post of the day, so please read on. It gets better, much better as the day regresses.Sorry for the rant, but I need one every now and then to "de-angry up the blood".


TEAR DROPS (Because...in The End...All You Need Is Love...)







It's Been A Very Good Day!

It did not start out that way, but the way it ended overwhelmingly negated the bad beginning. I don't go out much and I go to the movies even less. Today I (and 5 other people- only 1 was not a stranger) saw the best movie I have seen in decades (on the Big Screen,that is). The setting was 1967 into 1968. I know this because I lived thru that period ( I wrote a post about the year 1968). I am not a big fan of musicals per say, but this one gets 4 ****'s (those are stars). In a nutshell, here is the plot: A young man from Liverpool comes to America, meets a girl and gets caught up in the "Counter Culture" during the Viet Nam era. The music was awesome (why the Hell wouldn't it be. It was written by the greatest of all-time, Lennon/McCartney) and I was very impressed with the performances of all the players. I did not recognize any of the actors, except for two: Joe Cocker and Bono. Before I post a few vids, I would like to share my favorite line from the movie.It was spoken by the character that in my opinion "represented" Jimi Hendrix (and in the same vain, Sadie was Janis Joplin). "Music is the only thing that makes sense anymore, man. (unintelligible) It keeps the demons at bay". I believe that statement 100%. Now, on with the show!






More Is Not Always Better.

I no longer suffer from "Diarrhea of the Blog". In September I averaged almost 10 1/2 posts per day. This month I have been putting up a tad over 3 each day. Now I could call my employer, take the next 6 days as "personal" days, keep a pot of coffee percolating 24/6 and crank out about 39 posts every day and I would exceed last month's total! Ahhh, I don't think so.This blog may be "full of shit", but nobody likes diarrhea. I would like to get down to two B.M.'s per day.

Thursday, October 25, 2007

STRIDULATION ("Think outside the box")







"FURIOUS FRUIT FLY aka GNASTY GNAT"

They're back! It's that time of year again. Fruit Flies... Gnats... Drain Flies... or "Red-eyed Little Bastards"(as I call them) are back! This year they have lingered longer than usual, due to the unusually warm Autumn weather. I guess you can blame that on global warming, George Bush or both. Until we have our first "frost", most people in the region know how to "trap" these pesky pests. Fill a small container with vinegar, cover with foil and punch several small holes in the foil. The insects are attracted to the vinegar, fly into the container but they can't figure out how to get out. The other day I ran out of vinegar. So, I had two alternatives: I filled one container with pickle juice and the other with beer. Beer won hands down. I "trapped" 6 or 7 with the beer, but only 1 with the pickle juice ( I assume he was in a "12 step" program ). They are all gone now, except one. Oh, He went to the "beer" well on numerous occasions, however He knew how to get out (the same door He came in). He is kind of like a member of the family now. I keep a thimble full of beer on my computer desk for His refreshment. Most times He sits on my shoulder and corrects my grammar. Stuff like " i before e, except after c" and "the correct usage of effect and affect". Now, if Crystal the Cricket would return to help me with my punctuation, I will have it made. She'll be back after the first "frost", but my little shoulder sitter will be gone. Oh well, I guess I'll have to utilize spellcheck!

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

A Little Help From My Friends (Beatles).

I am worried about my mental state of mind.I need a second opinion(hell,I need any opinion).Go to Delmar Dustpan on Blogspot and read his post today-"House for Sale". Any normal person would not give it a second thought,even if they clicked and read the specifics of the house in question(the realtor needs some one that is not brain-dead, if they want to be "professional"). But I had to comment.I could not let it go.It was too easy.Is there any one else on the face of the earth that "sees" what I "see"or do I need to be "committed"? If the "latter" is appropriate, then I prefer "Kicking and screaming!"Until then, here's the music I promised:


FREE("I FEEL THE FEELING I FORGOT") & it's alright now

This post is for the "Shaman down the Ocean". Today he is a "free" man. His "shackle" came off today. I believe he got "re- baptized" today in the "surf in O.C." I am "Tickled Shitless" for the man and if I saw him on the street, I would not even recognize him (because I have never met him). This is the power of the Internet! If it were not for this man's personal and legal dilemmas, then this blog of mine would never have existed.This blog is no big deal.It's existence matters only to me. It is my "Home away from home" and my escape from reality. Because in reality, I am watching two members of my family die. I can deal with this, as I have no alternative.I did not intend this post to be about death. It is about Rebirth...and I thank him for it and wish him well.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

MY BAD...ON THAT OTHER BLOG...

I made a mistake...I revealed my identity...I am Skeeter...I am Rat...I am Toad...I am none of the above...But the show must go on!



Monday, October 22, 2007

Take The "A" Train

to "B" town and get your "C" team's butts kicked.The run is over! Felt I needed a post today, so my loved ones didn't think that I had died or was incarcerated etc...
GoSox!

Sunday, October 21, 2007

DOH !

WALK A MILE IN MY SHOES.

I have been commenting on local blogs for almost two years. I have posted under the names Ernest T. , Hurricane Neddy and Anonymous. I prefer Anonymous. Why, I have no idea. Nobody knows me from "Adam", so what difference does it make? I have been having an online discourse on another blog with another anonymous.It is quite interesting.I know that I will not change his/her mind concerning their political values, as they will not change mine.I could give a shit! This blog is all about music and me.Here is some of both!

Saturday, October 20, 2007

THE CHILD IS GROWN...

the dream is gone :

You Reap What You Sow/ Tickled Shitless/Not Fade Away

There is a "New Sheriff" at the old job site. He actually asked me today if I wanted to be his "New Deputy". My response was this: I have worked for this company for over XX years. If I wanted to be anything other than what I am now, (I would be several steps ahead of what you are now).I never wanted to be a salaried employee because of family obligations.I really did not say( what was in parenthesis) that to him, for 2 reasons- I'm not an asshole and life is about more than climbing the corporate ladder. Life is about Life- and that is why I never wanted to climb that ladder. Besides, I had my chance at stardom and there was never a brighter light(think fast food in the '70s). P.S.- My Caller ID shows that the "New Sheriff" called twice today. No way! Me and the sheriff are going to have a little talk on Monday. I am an hourly employee (my choice) and I do not want to be bothered at home unless the freakin' store is burnin' down. You ain't workin' for those A**holes in Arkansas anymore.

My child met her "soul mate " on the Internet and it don't bother me one iota. He ain't a Russian spy, a vegetarian or a numismatist. They are each other's Yin and Yang or Yang and Yin or whatever the term is. I like Soul Mate, myself! I am tickled shitless that they have found each other and I dedicate this song to them



Friday, October 19, 2007

THE CLEVELAND INDIANS GOOFED.

They should have hired this broad (instead of his ex-girlfriend) to sing the National Anthem last night, if their intention was to rattle Josh Beckett. I doubt that even this "racket" could rattle the man. He is almost unhittable!

MAN, DON'T THAT LOOK GOOD!

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Every Now And Then, I'm Disconnected.

Every now and then, I need a shot of peace and tranquility.Every now and then, I need a Valium. Every now and then, I need a shot of my favorite song of all time.I don't use drugs of any kind (and Valium is for losers). When I am "disconnected", I click on the arrow below.

WHO CARES?

Not me Manny. My team ain't in the race. I want the Sox to come back and win it all. If they don't, then I will pull for the Indians, but it's not the end of the world if the Rockies continue their streak.It's not like the Yankees are part of the mix. What I care about is the diminishment of the concept of the term team.If I was the manager of the Red Sox, would I sit Manny? Hell no! He has the ability to win this game tonight with one swing of the bat. Besides, professional sports is way past the point of no return. And this refers to management and players.Knute Rockne must be "rolling over in his grave".The proof is in the pudding:




"FILLER"

In the media biz (yes a blog is media-google media) "filler"is self explanatory. On a slow news day you need to "fill" space to complete the picture.I may be wrong,but this is my blog, so accept it.It's been a slow news day today ,so I reached into the archives(my demented brain) and came up with an oldie but goodie,that made me chuckle.My late sister had a dog (who by the way, looked quite similar to the dog in the video) that pooped in the neighbors yard. The neighbor was irate and banged on my sister's door.

Neighbor: " Your dog pooped in my yard"!
Sis: "He did"?
Neighbor: "Yes, and I stepped in it"!
Sis: "You stepped in it"?
Neighbor: "Yes"!
Sis: "Well, that was a dumb thing to do".

I thought it was funny, I guess you had to be there.


Tuesday, October 16, 2007

If It All Ended Tomorrow, I Would Want This To Be My Swan Song: "sunday's on the phone to monday; tuesday's on the phone to me".

I Have No Special Powers, But I'll Try this "Shine" Thing Again.

I "shined" two of three the other day. I am putting all 3 "shines" in one basket today. I am also going to try to post two videos on one post. Here goes nothing!

You Only Live Once, But You Never Grow Old.

On the inside that is. Now, the outside is a horse of a different color. That is why I still love to listen to Wishbone Ash ( a band that 90% of the population has probably never heard of, yet they are still active and have been for close to 40 years), even though they ruined my life 35 years ago. When I began college, I had 3 goals: I was going to be a Doctor, an Artist and a Numismatist. But all 3 of my goal attempts were "no good". #1 hit the left upright (I had no patience). #2 was short and to the right (I could only draw flies) and #3 was blocked at the line of scrimmage ( I thought a numismatist was a stamp collector). Instead of attending class, me and "Hollywood" cruised the "forest" smokin' dope and jammin' to tunes like "Throw Down The Sword". I was academically dismissed from that institute of higher learning and it's all Wishbone Ash's fault! B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T! I may not be much of a success in life in colloquial terms, but I do know one thing. I have lived my life the way I wanted to live it and did what I wanted to do. And, if you only live twice, I would most likely not change a thing. Well... maybe one or two!

Monday, October 15, 2007

I Shall Be Released ( a different version )

I like this version.It's different.

I Shall Be Released (cover)

I saw a video of this Dylan song on another blog and it "blew me away". Jerry Garcia is never mentioned when "talk" of the greatest guitarist of all time is debated. In my opinion, he is in the top 5, if you include "what he brings" to a song. Speaking of bringing, that keyboard player is awesome.

HOW OLD ARE WE, REALLY?

Let me preface this post with the following statement: I am both pro-life and pro-choice. If I am one of the two involved in the process of creating life : There will be no abortion (if you don't want a child, utilize birth control). On the other hand, what other people do is none of my business. That is their choice.
I basically am Pro-life, because I believe that life begins at conception. Would it not have to? You could not insert a slice of cheesecake(or anything else,for that matter) into a woman's womb and expect a child to emerge 9 months later.
Pro-choice advocates believe that a "viable"(can live outside the womb) life begins at about 5 months.
Now here is the point of the post.
If my birthday is today October 15th, and I was born in 1987, I would be 20 years old today.Or would I?
If I am pro-life, I should be able to purchase a case of Milwaukee's Best in 3 months. If I am pro-choice, I would have to wait until the middle of June to puke on my shoes.
I believe the Haitian culture considers the conception date as the birth date. This is what someone told me that a Haitian told her. I don't know any Haitians, so this is hearsay.
In any event...Happy Birthday!

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Go back to the Rednecks(tel) Circuit. This game has passed you by!

No one was happier than I, when the news came down that Joe Gibbs had been re-hired as the head coach of the Washington Redskins. However, I had second thoughts several times last season.I gave him the benefit of doubt this year after the debacle in the second half of the game that was lost to the Giants. Today, I think he needs to resign! Who is calling these plays? Is it Joe Gibbs, Al Saunders or the Redskin Mascot( who may or not be Al Sanders). Retire now and hand the reins over to Gregg Williams. If it wasn't for the defense, the team may have a worse record.Nascar needs you full-time.Wrecks are not part of the NFL.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Baseball is the one constant through all the years

BASEBALL IS A PART OF OUR PAST

* This post was drafted on October 13, 2007, yet never posted. I added the monotonic dude's video about 5 seconds ago.

The game of baseball runs deep through my veins.

My great-grandfather was one of the pioneers who introduced baseball in the state of Maryland. He played, managed and penned a book about the "Pastime Baseball Club" in the state soon after the Civil War.

My grandfather played baseball in Washington, D.C. Not professionally, just in a Sunday league. He was invited home for dinner by my two great-uncles, who also played on the team. My grandmother thought he was interested in her older sister, but it was she he was smitten with.

My grandfather and grandmother were in attendance when the Washington Senators beat the New York Giants in 1924 to win that franchise's only World Series. When the final out was recorded, some guy in his exuberance and excitement slapped my grandmother on her back so hard that she felt it for the rest of her life (so she said).

My grandfather,my father,my mother and my brother attended the MLB All Star game on 7-10-'62. The NL beat the AL 3-1. President Kennedy was also in attendance. My mother was surprised that the President's hair was red. How would she know? In 1962, the only TV we watched was black and white!

The first major league baseball game that I ever saw was at D.C. Stadium in 1964 between the Washington Senators and the LA Angels.The Senators won on a bunt by Frank Howard that scored the winning run. If anyone reading this is familiar with Frank Howard, you would be surprised that he bunted at all. Well, it must have surprised the Angels also, as the 3rd baseman threw the ball past the 1st baseman and the Nats won the game.

The greatest accomplishment in my life, outside of the birth of my daughter, was winning the minor league baseball championship in the city of my birth. I did not win it on my own. The championship was won by a rag tag group of city boys and country boys. When we met our team at the opening day parade, me and my best friend ( both city boys) looked at each other and had the same thought: we ain't got a chance! How wrong are first impressions. That rag tag group of boys ( city and country) became a team and won it all.I will never forget the lesson I learned that summer!

BASEBALL IS A PART OF OUR PAST

The game of baseball runs deep through my veins.

My great-grandfather was one of the pioneers who introduced baseball in the state of Maryland. He played, managed and penned a book about the "Pastime Baseball Club" in the state soon after the Civil War.

My grandfather played baseball in Washington, D.C. Not professionally, just in a Sunday league. He was invited home for dinner by my two great-uncles, who also played on the team. My grandmother thought he was interested in her older sister, but it was she he was smitten with.

My grandfather and grandmother were in attendance when the Washington Senators beat the New York Giants in 1924 to win that franchise's only World Series. When the final out was recorded, some guy in his exuberance and excitement slapped my grandmother on her back so hard that she felt it for the rest of her life (so she said).

My grandfather,my father,my mother and my brother attended the MLB All Star game on 7-10-'62. The NL beat the AL 3-1. President Kennedy was also in attendance. My mother was surprised that the President's hair was red. How would she know? In 1962, the only TV we watched was black and white!

The first major league baseball game that I ever saw was at D.C. Stadium in 1964 between the Washington Senators and the LA Angels.The Senators won on a bunt by Frank Howard that scored the winning run. If anyone reading this is familiar with Frank Howard, you would be surprised that he bunted at all. Well, it must have surprised the Angels also, as the 3rd baseman threw the ball past the 1st baseman and the Nats won the game.

The greatest accomplishment in my life, outside of the birth of my daughter, was winning the minor league baseball championship in the city of my birth. I did not win it on my own. The championship was won by a rag tag group of city boys and country boys. When we met our team at the opening day parade, me and my best friend ( both city boys) looked at each other and had the same thought: we ain't got a chance! How wrong are first impressions. That rag tag group of boys ( city and country) became a team and won it all.I will never forget the lesson I learned that summer!

Friday, October 12, 2007

I Guess It Was Just A Matter Of Time...

F@#$ TRENT GREEN (and Keith Olbermann,Bob Costas and nbc)

Watch the video and you tell me! If there is a victim here,it is Travis Johnson.One more tenth of a degree on that head first fall to the ground may have disabled him for life( or worse).I don't think that Trent Green had any malicious thought in his mind when he tried to throw that block.And on the other hand, I don't think that Travis Johnson was taunting Green as he walked by him after the play. I am sure he had some choice words for him.I like the words he said after the game-"F@#$ Trent Green".

(may the good lord) "SHINE A LIGHT" (on you)

If I was the "Lighting Technician" for the wide world of sports for the next few days, I would shine the light on the following teams:

1. (boston) RED SOX (josh beckett).

2. (washington) REDSKINS (defense).

3. (new england) PATRIOTS (offense).


Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Where's That Confounded...8-track tape !

Way, way , way back in the early 1970's, I had an 8- track tape that I wore out (not that unusual, if you are old enough to remember 8- track tapes and match pads). It was a double live album by The Grateful Dead. It's only title was "The Grateful Dead". It is referred to as (Skull + Roses) , because of the graphics on the album cover. I remember some of the songs on the album , but not all of them ( it's been a long time ). I have posted 2 of my 3 favorites (I could not find "Mama Tried"). I am going to order this on CD (no match pad required). I am reasonably sure that this is the same 8-track tape that I wore out way, way, way back then.However, I have consulted a higher power for verification as it may have been a "Bootleg" compilation!

" Bertha "

" Not Fade Away/Goin' Down The Road Feelin' Bad"

Monday, October 8, 2007

see ya later,it's been a blast!

THE LINE THAT "broke my heart"

Is a dream a lie if it don't come true or is it something worse

THE LINES ON MY FACE

see next 4 vids

THUNDER ROAD

So you're scared and you're thinking that maybe we ain't that young anymore

4TH OF JULY, ASBURY PARK (SANDY)

Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk where they promise to unsnap their jeans/Well the cops finally busted Madame Marie for tellin' fortunes better than they do

THE PROMISED LAND

I've done my best to live the right way.
I get up every morning and go to work each day.

PROVE IT ALL NIGHT: We Were There The Day Before (11-23-'80)

This video SUCKS, as do most on these sites.I guess you had to be there. WE WAS! We was me,"white" Darrell, "black" Daryl and "white" Darrell's bro, I mean brother.

Sunday, October 7, 2007

I Love October !!

My new favorite baseball team is the BOSOX (unless they are playing the O's). What is going on in La-La Land. I turned on the game and saw a monkey sitting on some dude's back. When did they allow animals into MLB stadiums(exception: Yankee Stadium, of course) ? He must have been a seeing eye monkey. I googled la angels and found out they had a mascot- the rally monkey. As I type it is 9-1 w/ 1 out in the bottom of the 9th. The La-La's need a helper monkey named King Kong. Can you say it's over! 2 "good old fashioned ass whoppin's " in 1 day! Ya gotta love it!(doesn't anybody speak English anymore?)


I Love October !

The NFL is getting under way and MLB is winding down.My team, the Redskins gave the #1 offense in the NFC a "good old fashioned ass whoppin". The Skins played an almost perfect game to throttle the Lions 34-3. They played "good old fashioned" smash-mouth football. Hit 'em hard and hit 'em often. The kinda football Art Donovan of the Baltimore Colts used to play! Washington visits Green Bay next Sunday. The Packers are having a very good year, but I feel good about my team being 4-1 come next Sunday afternoon.

Saturday, October 6, 2007

NO...NO...NO...

It's all out the window now. Now, if I could only find some music to post.

POLITICS

15 years later... and it sounds like America today!


RELIGION

JOURNEY

To Anon : Is THIS Steve Perry, Steve Augeri or GOD forbid: Dirk Diggler. I had my finger on the "dump" button just in case all those mirror scenes showed #3 !


Best Written Post...Pick me, pick me , pick me. I know the winner. Here is some music to entertain you until the results come in.

The results are in (drum roll, please!) My last post (as someone just told me - your last(est) post should be your best(est) post, if not you're just swattin' midges). As far as the music to entertain yourself goes - hum something while you read this.

Was That Said With (your) Tongue In (your) Cheek,Or Were You Chewing Smokeless Tobacco !

" It's like somebody let them go." Yankees shortstop Derek Jeter said. "Just when you think you've seen it all - that's home field advantage."

In the 8th inning, with the home team trailing 1-0 in a classic pitcher's duel, the Assistant Entomologist for the Cleveland Indians "time had come". He had spent years working on this; in fact it was his college thesis.He had tens of thousands of trained Chironomus Plumosus (Linnaeus) aka Chironomus Attenuatus Walker, affectionately known to us layman as "Midges". He had trained them to swarm over the infield and in particular over the pitcher's mound or over home plate and the batter's box with the use of a high pitch whistle. When the Yankees were in the field, the A.E would blow "short...short... long..." on the whistle and the "Midges" would immediately swarm over the designated area. When the Yankees were at bat, the A.E. would blow "long...long... short" and the bugs would converge on home plate and the batter's box. Where they retreated to between innings is anybody's guess. I assume they went to get a beer or a bratwurst or to the john to relieve themselves. Where they were in the bottom of the 11th, when Travis Hafner singled up the middle to score Kenny Lofton for the game winning run is another anybody's guess. My guess is that they were in their cars, heading out of the parking lot to avoid the swarm of traffic!

Friday, October 5, 2007

Figure It Out ( and win $10 ).

The following 4 videos have a common thread that runs thru them. Tell me what it is and you will win $10. Bonus Play: If you can tell me what the thread is to the album "SCOTT WILK + THE WALLS" you will win $100!

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Dewey,Cheatum and Howe,ESQ.,PPA.
666 Crooked Bend Lane
Bendover, LA. 98765-4321

Please include $10.00 for shipping and handling.

" Follow Me" - Uncle Kracker

"Drift Away" - Dobie Gray

"I Can See Clearly Now " - Johnny Nash

"Stir It Up" - Bob Marley

My 3 Favorite Posts:

3) Where Do I want To go Today?
- my 7th grade music teacher
2) My Most Unforgettable Character.
- "Grace" the hippie
1) 1981...
- Stones concert in Philly

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Best Written Post...Pick me, pick me , pick me. I know the winner. Here is some music to entertain you until the results come in.

My Secret Is Out !

I'm a closet Journey Fan. Not that there's anything wrong with that!

I would not do this for Just anybody. Just two people...

Just a small town girl.

Just a city boy.


Category: Best Video Posted On A Sorry Blog... The Envelope, Please...And The Winner Is

I Love The Internet

Where do you want to go today?

Any damn place you want to go!

5 minutes ago, I was staring off into space with a dumb look on my face( nothing unusual) and this thought came into my head-

I want to see that Cosby episode that had me and my "baby's mama" rolling on the floor in laughter over 20 years ago. I YouTubed "Cosby Show" and it was second from the top!

Here it is...


December 6, 1941: A Date Which Will Live In Famy

My father(G) was the head of classified advertising for the Washington Post. My mother(K) worked in the library ( aka the "morgue") for the Post. At least once a day, G would go to the library to ask K for a copy of the postal guide (he had a copy on his desk). G had a crush on K, and G asked K out. He took her to the Hotel 2400 to see a singer. G wasn't a regular at the Hotel 2400, nor was he a follower of this singer. G did not mess around. The singer's first name was K and her last name was the same as mine.K never got the hint. The next day, a Sunday,the picture editor for the Post came to K and said, "Get me everything we've got on Pearl Harbor, wherever the hell that is ?". The rest is history. P.S. - Interviewing my mother today concerning December 7, 1941, she ended with this thought : " Everybody's life changed that day". I could not agree more. One last thought; the day before was more life changing for the people I love!

No Politics, No Religion and No Journey!

Those were the rules I set up for myself when I started this blog! Well, I think I have broken #'s 1 and 2 ... so what the hell ! I had two choices to pick from: #1(1983) featured Steve Perry, the original singer. #2(2000) featured Steve Augeri, his replacement.I chose #2 because of the intro to the song ("40 yrs. into the future") :Very interesting - you do the math!

"Z & Me" (redux)

(not sure if this was the exact vid).

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

SOX 4 - (lala land )ANGELS 0

Josh Beckett pitches a complete game shutout!

4 hits, 0 walks, 8 strikeouts.

P.S.- Who does this song?


YES, I'M A BAD AMERICAN (too).

I got a late blogging start today, as it was my night to work. The "Shirts" are coming and upper management has been in the store all day preparing for the "Dog and Pony Show" that will premiere tomorrow. Luckily, I am off and will not have to witness the stress of upper management as they kiss the butts of the "Shirts" and hope they have a job come Friday. Enough of this B.S.
I went to the appetizer of the 4 blogs that I read daily and there was a post titled "Yes, I'm A Bad American". It was attributed to George Carlin. After further review, this was found to be untrue. It is an internet "urban legend" that has also been linked to Ted Nugent and Rush Limbaugh.The only person to take credit for penning this discourse was someone associated with Free Republic (whatever that is). I don't like to type, because I can't, so here is the YouTube version by some dude. Advice to dude: clean up your room before you broadcast to the world!

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

The Poll says...

Lookin' In says...

I ( Me,myself and I) says...

Here is the song that got me started.I don't know if I should curse it or thank it . So far, I've been thankful!


afterthegoldrush says...

ernest t. says...

POLL time

I would like all of my readers to tell me which video that was posted on afterthegoldrush was their favorite. I will rerun it.

HOW 'BOUT THEM ORIOLES (pt.2)

CAL RIPKEN

Meaning of Life ?

Cal alluded to it when he recognized his wife and his children. If this video had gone a bit longer you would have heard him answer that age old question: What is the meaning of life? When he spoke the words, I nodded in agreement: Yes, I am not the only one that figured this out.My eyes would have welled up with tears at that moment, except for the fact that I was already crying minutes before (about the same time he started).

EDDIE MURRAY

Here are some of his final stats.
BA-.287
Hits- 3255
RBIs- 1917
HRs- 504
Elected to Hall of Fame- July 27, 2003(first ballot)


Eddie,Eddie,Eddie...

My favorite Oriole of all-time!
This video is hard to understand, so I have included the text below:

"To Big Ed. I think we all need that one example to show us how to do it right. And Eddie Murray was that example for me. He went out there and batted fourth almost everyday and played every single game no matter how big the challenge was. My Dad said,"The right way to approach the game? (and he pointed right to Eddie Murray and said) " Just do what he does.") Thanks, Ed."


EARL WEAVER

Weaver gets tossed immediately after dropping the F-bomb. Come on ump- it was a given. Every other sentence that Earl uttered contained the F-word. It was part of his vocabulary. The ump said the same word more than once. He should have thrown himself out of the game. And yes, Mr. Umpire, Earl Weaver IS in the Hall of Fame. And where are you, checking receipts at Wal-Mart as a greeter?


Does He Eat With This Mouth ?( Do not click play if you are offended by very strong language: You have been warned!)

I was not going to post this Vid, but the little voice in the back of my head said "Do it". I posted the warning,so blogger beware!

Monday, October 1, 2007

A Double Shot Of Eminem...With A Dash Of Sheneneh.

Hookahs, Pookas and Joe Palookas

A hookah is a fancy name for what I hid behind my couch in the early 1980's.

A Joe Palooka is a cartoon pugilist.

A Pooka is something altogether different.

( see previous post)

Who Is Crazy? And Who Makes That Judgement Call?

I HAVE BEEN ACCUSED...

I have been accused in the past of suffering from DIARRHEA of the blog. Well, today I am CONSTIPATED. I will go take a LAXATIVE and hopefully will come back with a post that I (that's me, myself and I) think is bloggable. I could come back sooner, if I took an ENEMA. But,Hell no,it's an exit,not an entrance! I did have some ideas for today's posts. Here are two of the titles that I considered posting about:
"Why do pictures hanging on the wall always seem to need adjusting".
and
"Chutes and Ladders / Candyland: I hated playing those games with my kid".
P.S.-methinks I did us all a favor. See ya real soon!