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Dead Tired But Still Rambling

September 7, 2010

Back from one of the greatest camping weekends ever. You would think that it was because it didn’t rain, but that’s not the case. It did rain, a drizzle between Saturday and Sunday but it was enough to have puddles of water under the tent which is now drying in the garage. Plus, you know by now that we simply discount the rain because just like there’s a bonfire on Friday and Saturday nights, there’s rain at least one day during any given weekend. But, ooof, it got so cold and we didn’t expect that. It was cold enough for our Uni-Lazies, which, naturally, are sitting on a table in the basement, where they’ve been, sadly awaiting their use. All season long it’s been uncharacteristically warm and we haven’t needed them. This time, assuming the same would hold true…. yup, you guessed it. We had a great rapport with the guys that run that business and we wanted to get them some “action” shots of us actually wearing them to put on their website and not just modeling them. Our pictures we sent them way back are on their Facebook Fan Page, though.  But we made the most of it all the while cursing ourselves out for not having something warmer with us.

It was party after party and meeting up with friends old and new all weekend long and there wasn’t time for much else other than getting from one event to the other although we were either too early or too late for one of them because it was a ghost town when we got there, but everywhere you looked there was something going on.

Among the great memories of the last party weekend at camp is that I fell in love yet again with my Droid! Over breakfast down at the café (because we didn’t really plan for a second breakfast either, somehow putting out of our minds we were there for 3 days this weekend) I saw I had another system upgrade on my phone. The last time was for a whole new version and now I’m at 2.2. This upgrade was for Flashplayer 10.1that I’ve been trying to download for a few months. And now that it’s there, I can now get the Radio Chick on Shovio either live or any of her archived shows. And you wanna laugh? We had one playing on the drive home and the picture quality was much clearer than on the computer. Are you laughing?

When we got home, the first thing I did was take the requisite pics of the work the Lou-Natics did on Friday while we were gone, but I’m not posting them today because well, I’m writing this last night and I was fairly comatose since we unloaded the truck and put stuff away and it took me quite a while to get going on this blog. But don’t you worry, tomorrow (really today) is another day and there’ll be another phase on the house completed and I’ll put them all up then. Plus, I think I have some from Thursday evening after they left that I have to put up as well. I just confused myself.

I think it was the large chocolate milkshake I had to wash down the double quarter pounder we got at the McDonald’s/Exxon complex we traditionally stop at for a fill up and “gas” that had me in the stupor that I was for most of the day. It was there, waiting at the window to pay, were we had a spider incident. I don’t know if I should damn or praise my peripheral vision, but suddenly while I was completely distracted, bringing up The Chick on my phone, I sensed movement on the windshield. Sure enough it was a spider, one of tiny ones that look  like a caraway seed with legs that jump the length of a room in a single bound. Those ones really creep me out (like there’s a difference between any of them). Here’s an aside, people often ask how I can enjoy camping in the woods when spiders (among other things) are plentiful and prone to show up at any given moment. I can handle most bugs, but I just can’t….. So, anyway, I knew if I took my eyes off the windshield, that little bugger would move but I needed to find something to smash it with. Fortunately for all involved the hammers were in the back of truck so I had to use a napkin. Quick as a flash, I slammed my hand up to the glass but the spider fell. And where? On my LEG! So, there were are, with Ariel transacting with “Clark Kent” at the cashier window and me dealing with a jumping spider on my knee. I nearly ended up through the cashier window before the money for our order. I hit the thing so hard, I had a red spot and then later it looked like I had actually might have gotten bit and I thought maybe I actually pushed his fangs through my skin.

One fascinating factoid I came away with from this camping trip is that Canadian Twizzlers are made with real sugar as opposed to the ones made in The States which are made with corn syrup and things like that.

Oh my gosh, it’s today now and I just read through this. Man, can I ramble, or what?  It happens when I’m dead tired. That, and I wake up super late. Now I gotta get to work. Bye!


“Kick Me” Signs For Everyone

September 2, 2010

Snafu averted. Phew! Now I can get on with today’s rant. But it wasn’t looking good as of late yesterday afternoon, while I was relaxing and enjoying a cup of coffee when I heard the words in question form “Where did your blog go?” from across the room. Apparently, and hopefully, it was a temporary glitch because there, in illuminated black and white was the notice that my blog had been deactivated. Only an hour before, while we enjoyed to the point of physical discomfort a hearty Ruby Tuesday lunch, well after Ariel’s procedure, and boy was he happy to put food back into his stomach. I immediately contacted my server and after a period, it was back up and running and intact.

Over lunch yesterday at Ruby Tuesday I saw a story the evoked a conversation which in turn evoked a statement which got my dander up. It concerned that mosque at Ground Zero. While it’s not actually being built on hallowed ground but two blocks away, my thoughts on the topic are that it’s inappropriate and thoughtless to have it so close to where the World Trade Towers once stood while families still grieve for their loved ones lost on that day. I blogged about this back on August 17.

If I have the name correct it was Imam Feisal Adbul Rauf who is spearheading this project that said in a statement that he had no idea the mosque would create such a stir (I’m paraphrasing) but he also had no intention of discontinuing it.

THEN, while the debate rages on as I saw on TV over lunch yesterday, I found out that the date for groundbreaking is…… September 11. Now, how is THAT for a slap in the face?

Then we agreed that yes, America was based on religious freedom and tolerance. But how can that be true when nowadays, the name God is sought to be stricken from our money, and our institutions, but a muslim house of worship can be constructed so close to the most devastating punch in America’s–not just New York’s–heart? How can that be true when it becomes politically incorrect to wish someone a Merry Christmas because it excludes other faiths? And why shouldn’t I be offended at the thought that I am asked to have a “holiday tree” or go to my company’s “holiday party”? Sure, religious freedom and tolerance, but not when it’s hurtful and harmful to others and forced down their throats.

For the people, by the people. But apparently “the people” have no say. Well, they have a say, but it falls on the deaf ears of the higher up muckety muck p0lictians who  obviously “know” what’s best for everybody. And what’s best in this case is to put citizens with fresh and fragile emotions aside in favor of  whatever they hope to gain from it.  But in the name of tolerance no matter how delicate, here is another man’s quest for tolerance. Click here:

In theory, the mosque has a right to be constructed. But shouldn’t there be some thoughts to sensitivity, to etiquette, to common courtesy and not just shoving it everyone’s face. Yes, I have a Christmas tree and it’s in my own house. I don’t have it out where it threatens and confuses people.

It’s nice to have a sweet lozenge to end that discourse… take a look at what the Lou-Natics were up to yesterday.  See that little framed out nook on the right of the first picture? That’s the pantry. That’s how this whole thing started.


And you know what else? I can’t let this video sit one more day. I have to thank my fellow Shidiots–that’s insider talk for Radio Chick fans on Shovio for this:


Neither Snow, nor…

February 10, 2010

a vacant mind, etc, etc, shall keep me from writing a blog. Brian, please…!

If you’re reading this, then there’s a good chance I’m outside cleaning snow and my delay publish button worked.  And if you’re not reading this, then chances are good that I’m outside cleaning snow. And here I am, checking and sure enough, my delay publish button does work, but I’m also not outside cleaning snow. There really isn’t all that much to have to worry about just yet.  There really isn’t much to talk about either, other than the weather and since a lot of you who read this are experiencing the same thing, there’s no sense in jawing on and on about it.

I really needed something here to attach the nutty newts’ shenanigans from last night and you can get to them, as always at the end of this blog.

Do you remember my mention not that long ago about the Wizard Of Oz and how we were looking into something that there might be pictures of sometime down the road? Well, that’s all coming together nicely. Just thought I’d tell you that.

Yesterday, Haisong Jiang, the security breach guy, plead not guilty to the defiant trespass suit, brought against him when he single-handedly snarled air traffic for over 6 hours because he wanted to give his girlfriend one last kiss good-bye before she boarded her plane. Along with his not guilty plea, his attorney, Washington, DC-based Eric Bruce assured the court Jiang is “eager, ready and willing and able to make amends” through community service. The judge, Richard E.A. Nunes adjourned the case until March 9 at Bruce’s urging so he has time to review the video and documents related to the case. Really? And still, defiant trespass, a petty disorderly offense, carries a fine of up to $500. I still say let the people who were inconvenienced decide his fate.

It’s February and I’ve been looking on a daily basis on the follow up to the naked Eric Williamson coffee caper. But I’m on the case, rest assured.

And here you go, yet another doggie video. I have to give credit where credit is due. I saw this yesterday on the Radio Chick show on It’s a dog, dreaming, with a comical end.


Red Wine & The Rack

October 20, 2009

What else happened this past weekend? We went to a 50th, wine-tasting birthday party for a friend of ours. It almost turned into a joke that we were actually going to something they had invited us to. I cannot count how many times prior to this party, over the past few years, we’ve been invited to their place for a get together, either dinner or a wine tasting (they’re very big on wines) and every time we’d have prior plans, mostly to see a show on Broadway. You remember how a year ago we were in the city to see a show almost every other weekend and after a while, they were beginning to get a complex. But for this party, as it turns out, we were free.

Earlier in the day, I downloaded VZNavigator to my phone, mainly for yucks, but afterwards, I typed in the address of the place we were going to and after playing around with the directions and a goodly dose of aggravation I got them to match the route Ariel mapped out on Google maps so that we could try out the VZNavigator against the actual map. Everything was going fine as we drove but at the last minute, David, the voice I chose to dictate the directions told us to turn right and almost immediately after told us to make the first legal U-turn we came to. Apparently we had passed the address, but oddly, the address we passed was not the address we were looking for but it was the address David was looking for.

I figured it out, though, as we retreated in the opposite direction. I was further experimenting with the settings on the map on my cell phone after I got the exact map programmed. At any place during the route on the map, including the destination point, you can get info about that particular spot. So, for ha-has, I was seeing if  there would be information about Les Saisons Inn, in Maplewood, where the party was being held but it was coming up with other addresses that must have been hidden underneath the marker named END [of the route] and it must have been the last one I looked at that got stored and it happened to be in the opposite direction of where we needed to be, prompting David to send us to the right instead of to the left.  The point is, we found the place, parked and went inside.

Five wines were being served throughout the night, each with a different complimentary pairing of food. The wine expert mingled among the guests, topping off glasses, adding tidbits of information about each wine as it was presented. The wait staff coursed through the crowd with various hors d’oeuvres, the best of which was the lamb chops (for me, anyway). Accolades of all the wines rang out like music from all of the guests; smell the bouquet, look at the legs, it’s earthy, it’s fruity. And then there was my review of the last three wines, all reds: “Tastes like fish”. I’m no wine expert, but I do know what tastes good to me and a lot of red wines have a fishy finish to me. Well, except the second one being sampled that tasted like sulphur. But the wine expert took it in stride, saying how everyone’s taste buds perceive tastes differently. I wasn’t being mean, but there was no sense in drinking something I wasn’t enjoying. Plus it made for entertaining conversation.

The Radio Chick began a new venture yesterday. It’s a brand new way of bringing her show to her fans, through Shovio, an interactive online  broadcasting program. It’s a step up from an audio only podcast in that you can actually see her as she does her “radio show/podcast” . It’s done in real time as opposed to a pretaped podcast and the audience can interact directly, either by becoming part of the broadcast by way of his or her own webcam, or by typing in a message in the contantly streaming instant messenger feature. Because of her time slot, it’s a bit restrictive as opposed to an on the go canned podcast, but the shows will be archived for later viewing, although the show won’t be interactive then. And for those fans who cannot attend the live feed or haven’t the capability or time to catch the archived shows, the Chick will be making available a podcast version of this newest pioneering venture.  And if you happen to join in, you’ll see me every now and then interacting with my onscreen name “Long Distance Brian.”

So, what is your take on the Illegal Alien Halloween costume?

                                illegal alien

I personally think it’s an amusing depiction of the term. However, what would otherwise seem to be a harmless holiday get-up is actually considered to be quite the opposite. Of course!  Believe it or not, immigrant rights activists such as The Coalition for Humane Immigrant Rights of Los Angeles is all up in arms over the costume they call ‘distasteful, mean-spirited and ignorant of social stigmas’. The offensive item has been removed from Target stores, but is still being sold through other online retailers. Honestly, unless you’re an illegal alien, then why let this get under your skin? It’s just a silly Halloween costume. Aren’t all Halloween costumes offensive in some way? If you dress like a bum, isn’t that a jab at the unfortunate homeless? If you dress like a cop, isn’t that making light of a coveted profession? If you ungracefully trip up someone’s front steps while you’re wearing a ballerina tutu, isn’t that sort of ironically mocking? Relax, people, sometimes a Halloween costume is just a Halloween costume. So go grab a glass of leggy fishy tasting wine and just answer the door, hand out your goodies and have a good time.