Holidays of 2009, Part 2

When we got out of the car after the fast trip, the kids and I saw a cute bulldog playing in my parents’ yard. The bulldog belonged to my nephew (above).

Brianna, who absolutely loves animals, forgot about unpacking and immediately started playing with the dog. Andy, Ted & I were finding a place to unpack, because, the night before, my sisters stayed overnight with my parents getting ready for Thanksgiving. With people either staying overnight and many more simply spent 5 hours at the family celebration, it wasn’t easy figuring out where to put our suicases and other things we brought. Like everyone else, we were ordered to bring a specific food/drink items for the meal, and they used our contribution in the kitchens. We were happy to do that.
The appetizers before the meal were tasty; the kids and I were very hungry because we only ate a light breakfast before the 3 ½ hours trip. They prayer was said, and the meal began around 1:00 pm. The highlight was definitely the stuffing; it had a taste unlike any dressing I ever had. It was delicious!
Before and after the meal, we watched the Packers-Detroit Lions game and with us all from Wisconsin, we were satisfied with the outcome.

Since my siblings are more health conscious, they attacked this burning question: if you eat a huge meal, how can you limit the damage of additional weight. (Remember it was on their minds not mine). Bob, my brother, came up with a really ambitious idea. He heard (falsely) that my parents didn’t have any firewood in their basement. Since they had a large collections dying from a disease, he sawed several of them down. Jerome (my other brother, I have 4 of them!) corrected him after the first or second tree was cut down. "No, we have plenty of wood, Bob, and a pile of wood that we can barely get done Dad’s chute!"
Bob, Jerome and I were the only ones that worked on wood. Bob’s sons were incredulous that we would be dumb enough to saw trees and stack wood before the Packers won the game. They smartly decided to stay out of the work. They weren’t worried about their weight anyway (I’m so damn jealous!!).
Jerome realized that we had a problem. Bob sawed wood and our chute was full of wood. Plus, we had to walk 200 feet to put the wood in the basement. We had a small wheelbarrow that would only make several trips. Jerome and Bob resolved to stack the wood outside, and then, months later, we would bring that wood in.
Someone in my house (probably my sisters) came up with the idea of walking the weight off. I ended up gaining 5 pounds during the Thanksgiving vacation; so, I was desperate to do activities that would limit the damage of big meals. Emily, Kathi’s daughter, and Andrea, Jerome’s daughter, led the charge of about 15 family members walking back and forth for about a mile. I decided to keep up with them. They walked fast and we were done in around 20some minutes. The problem is my body doesn’t burn calories very well walking. When I worked at the "law firm from HELL (horrible, manipulative boss) back in 2003-2005, I walked 15 miles a week, because I walked well over a mile to and from the train station to that damn firm.

So, while I was home (from Thursday to Saturday), Ted, Andy and I took the wood that was next to the chute and took over 300 pieces of wood and made a 3rd row of wood for my parents. Mom was sweet enough to offer money for our work, but I refused. Friday, Ted and I took the wood that my brothers & I stacked the day before, and I put that in the basement (since the chute was cleared out from what was stacked). I’ve been below my largest weight for quite awhile so I guess I’ll keep trying to keep losing. With things crazy at work, I'll continue to skip lunches and lose weight.

back to losing weight through ANGER

My oldest son's birthday party last night. He's 14; I'm relieved that he's got some good friends. I spent $116 having his party at HOLLYWOOD PARK. ($100-HP + $16 for cake, WATCHING YOUR KIDS BE HAPPY, PRICELESS!!!!)

HOLLYWOOD P. is an arcade place. I found out that Maribeth bumped up the expense from $95 for the party to $150 w/o letting me know. I put $25 down to reserve party. So I walk into the office to pay the rest and just got floored w/ MB's wonderful idea. Then I got pissed and asked her for more money. I used some tact, I think. She gave me $50. Then, before I paid, I lost my fuckin' VISA CARD, and had to run to CHASE which (b/c they are so big & ubiquitous) was only a few blocks away. Then I paid for it. MB's idea of increasing it to $150 was a good one. The more you spend on the party the more game tokens you get. & WE WENT THROUGH GAME TOKENS LIKE SHIT THROUGH A TIN HORN!

So anyway, I fell in love w/ this terrorist game at the arcade place. I actually used to use guns on the farm and kill sparrows and starlings. *Starlings are a greasy, angry, pig of a bird w/ few redeeming features, and as soon as the cats saw me carrying a gun around about 4 of them were smart enough to follow me around, b/c it meant lunch and suppertime ALL ROLLED INTO ONE. love by cats, gotta love it. & besides, it's proven by those who study them, that starlings single-handedly reduced the bluebird population in the United States. They peck out their eggs, so they won't be born. Wow, reader! Where's the outrage, killing the unborn.

So anyway, I'm playing this terrorist game, and blasting the shit out of the terrorists. I single handedly advanced 4 levels and earned 5 medals. I thought what great therapy! This feels great! I'm gonna be so much calmer when I get home. I was looking forward to my newfound happiness (especially since I only spent $4 on the game) when I got home.

& MB pissed me off when we got home by acting like her usual dour self. Do you realize that back in 1992, she used to come to my place after I worked as a temp paralegal and then: 1. ate my supper I served her 2. laid on my couch and fell asleep! THE END, wake up the next morning.

I bring that '92 story up b/c she obviously had no cancer then and made everyone in the house tense last night b/c she went to bed at 8:45....just like in 1992. So why did I marry her in 1993 if we fought in 1992, and she pulled the above routine on me occasionally?? I don't know, reader, you have a point, YOU WIN!!

So I'm sitting here angry, and bought Beechnut like I did back in 1980. Can you believe that? I must really be carrying a lot of anger and resentment about my fate. I must really be driven to a shitty point in life w/ her cancer and everything.

So, my conclusion is that if you go to Afganhistan and slaughter 100 members of Al Queda, you won't feel happy and smug about ridding terrorists from the face of the earth. It might just make you feel bad. AM I a pretty good amateur sociologist????

oops, time for a disclaimer. I fully support the fighting done by NATO in Afganhistan. So, if you think I'm a pacifist Democrat, you're wrong. God bless the troops.

Holidays of 2009 - 1st in a 6-part series

I have decided to do a 6-part series of the holidays for 2009. The one that has just occurred and our XMAS.

Part I.

I broke a driving record on a wonderful trip to Ithaca, WI without any unnecessary risks. I live in a SW suburb of Chicago and was going to Ithaca, Wisconsin which is an hour west of Madison, WI. Ithaca, my hometown, is where I grew up all of my 20 years and is where my parents still live. Population growing up was about 30, and it's about 70 now. My high school graduating class was 29 seniors

Now, it's about 220 miles from my current home and about a 4 hr. trip. I wanted to get to Ithaca by 11 am. which meant leaving around 7. That meant getting the kids up around 6:30. They had to be all set before they got up - packed, know what they'll where on the trip and what they would wear for Thanksgiving.

We travel on I-90, and when you are traveling north of Chicago, you have to pay around $3 going from the Illinois border to Chicago. We also had to travel on I-294 which is another toll road as well. You get a discount for using the I-Pass, and you don't have to stop to pay, your mobile transponder pays the toll while you are going 30+ mph. Maribeth was nice enough to give me her I-Pass. (MB works at Loyola and has to pay twice each time she goes to work). We packed, we gassed the car, and we were 1/2 hour late and didn't leave until 7:30. I didn't think that was terrible, and what I suspected came true. Only a few motorists would be on the road on Thanksgiving morning.

After an hour or so of driving with no jams, no stops & smooth sailing, I was getting ahead of schedule. If you can go a couple hours doing nothing but 70some miles an hour, you can cover a pleasing amount of distance. Maybe I could get to Ithaca in under 4 hours! The thing that helped the most, by far, was no stops. No stops for gas, for the bathroom, for eating something, just moving northwest at 70some miles an hour. Things kept getting better; we crossed into Wisconsin, and it wasn't even 2 hours into the trip - it was closer to 1 1/2 hrs. Crossing into Wisconsin from Illinois is always significant, because that marks exactly the 1/2way point of a 4 hour trip.

Later, we drove on the Beltline of Madison which meant we only had about an hour. IT WAS ONLY 10 AM! So, I turned and said to my 3 kids (who were behaving great on the trip and mostly sleeping through the trip), "If you don't stop for a bathroom break, you can spend $10 at Walmart Friday instead of $5". (No, that isn't much money either way, but like my parents, I try to keep on budget and cut costs!) So, they, too, were fired up about making Ithaca by the 11:00 target! Closer and closer and the excitement rose. We were in the same county as Ithaca (Richland County).

We rolled into my parents' driveway, and it was 10:47. We got out of the car beaming!!!

Out of all of the times I drove to Wisconsin since 1989. This was the time when I broke the record for the best time from Chicago to Ithaca. DRIVEN IN UNDER 3 1/2 HOURS!!

the news from my ex-wife, MB

Late last month, Maribeth had tests and they were, sadly enough, positive. She had uterine cancer. So this is what her Dr. planned.

1. She had an extensive biopsy done last Tuesday.
2. The biopsy was encouraging insofar as the cancer is not developed, not spreading fast.
3. Her Dr. scheduled a hysterectomy for Dec. 15. She may have the ovaries and f. tubes taken out as well. The Dr. agreed. Their viewpoint is that since we have enough kids, MB is 42, and there's the potential for there to be cancer there, be safe and take it all out.
4. The hysterectomy also will get rid of the extensive problems she has had w/ fibroids. I didn't know this until today but she not only had a biopsy on Nov. 17 but also had a D & C to get rid of the fibroid problem until the next surgery.

We have been praying, and we definitely feel that our prayers were answered, by the encouraging results of the biopsy. The caring process is a 2 step process.

First we'll care for MB. Then we will have to take "care" of the massive, hospital's, physicians', anesthesiologist's and radiologist's bills. Yes, there's insurance (thankfully) but there is always co-insurance, deductible and that's a lot. Oh well.

car insurance is messed up too!

Sorry, I have been putting off writing about a health problem affecting someone in our family. It's been crazy at work. & now simply isn't the right time.

Instead, it's time to vent. Since we know there will be $100s and $100s, maybe $1,000s in Dr bills, hospital bills anesthesiology bills & radiology bills piling up in a month or 2, I decided that I really needed to cut costs. One way is to find out if my car insurance was too expensive. So I got quotes. The quotes weren't that good, and they weren't beating my current insurance monthly rate. Then they said that I had a car accident in January of this year, it was my fault and the claim was over $1,900!!!

I was thunderstruck; no such thing happened (& if it did you know damn well I would have been writing about it!). So, I got very upset with my agent and demanded to know just exactly what the hell is going on. A person shouldn't be so upset, being angry sucks and makes you look bad. So, I took a breath and said, "Jim, imagine how upset you would be if the credit agencies were all reporting that you had a bankruptcy. You would have an impossible time getting a credit card under 20%. There would be numerous financial hurdles to cross w/ a bankruptcy!!"

It took him a little over 24 hours to find out what exactly happened. While Maribeth & I both have separate car insurance policies, we both get a multi-vehicle discount since we are both at the same car insurance company. 2 years ago, Maribeth executed a 2-way trade. Her Dad could no longer drive so she got his car. Her niece, Kristin, had no car so Maribeth let her have her KIA Rio.

So what happened in January, 2009?? Kristin was driving down the interstate, the front car hood was not attached properly (for some unknown reason), the hood flipped up and smashed into Kristin's windshield. If it had smashed several feet closer to the driver's side, Kristin could have been killed. Naturally, Maribeth, owner of the car, made an insurance claim.

The insurance agent said that while this incident has nothing to do with me, I am getting a multi-vehicle discount. That means that Maribeth and I are once again linked! The car insurance stated that what happened to Maribeth's car necessarily goes on my driving record.

What kind of gomer-bullshit logic is that? I received one consolation. I was looking to save about $20 a month, and I asked that all towing and rent-a-car coverage be taken out of my auto insurance coverage. That ended up saving me well over $20 and now I'm paying slightly over $60.

I still don't think that's right that our records are linked.

what really hurts

I've been wondering this for a long time, and suspected it for about 8 years.

I'm finally convinced that silence and failure to act are some of the most formidable insults one can face.

Amazing Hypocrisy!!!!

Yesterday was a day honoring veterans and rightly so! We have a bill supported by Pres.Obama, ALL DEMOCRATS and many Republicans which would give wounded veterans MORE benefits. Why is Sen.Tom Coburn of Oklahoma single-handedly delaying such a bill? At the HEIGHT OF HYPOCRISY, he gave speeches yesterday about how much he supports veterans! He should get off his Ass and take his Senatorial Hold off a bill helping veterans.

Here's another guy like Limbaugh who is so intent on seeing Obama not do well that even an excellent, much-needed bill that needs passage. Here's a REPUBLICAN, a physician, no less who feels the need to hog the spotlight at the expense of veterans who have fought overseas. As if the Republicans couldn't stoop any lower, here's a guy that tries to make it that way.
Most Republicans are reasonable enough to support this bill, yet Sen. Coburn has been so UNREASONABLE that he has earned the sobriquet "Dr. No". Pretty stupid to oppose a president when he's right.

Further, a statistic during Veterans Day has come out that over 2,000 Veterans have died in the last year, because they lack health insurance. I guess Senator Coburn's insurance is fine, and since he is such a hypocrite in his lip-service but no support of Veterans, he is too oblivious to know the plight of Veterans after returning home from combat.

son's first encounter w/ crime

We live in a good community, but even "tony" suburbs have their crime. We encourage Andy to do lots of walking. Late this afternoon after school, Andy was looking forward to playing on the family Play Station 2, because the school gave all students in the district 3 days off. It was the end of the grading period. He enjoyed a boxing game, but the disc was scratched up. Since we have a membership at a store called Game Crazy, he was able to walk the 1/2 mile and get the game's scratches removed, for free.

Unfortunately, he took a path that has many apartment complexes. He was approached by 3 tall high schoolers, all young men, & they asked what he had in the bag. Andy answered, "none of your business."
They followed him and yanked the bag carring the boxing game in it. Maribeth wanted him to report the incident to the police. Andy was embarassed and afraid of a trial where he would have to testify against 3 young punks.

Yet, we all know that in a town of 20,000, the police are very unlikely to find them. There will be no trial. The police admitted that there were a good deal of thefts in the apartment complexes near where Andy was robbed. The interesting thing that the officers said was that they caught teenagers Andy's age making the thefts!

So, what are we going to do about this? Well, 1st of all, it's absolute bullshit to say that Andy can't walk to Game Crazy anymore. It's absolute bullshit to say to Ted that he can't go to Subway when he earns his pay for work done at home, b/c the Subway restaurant is only a quarter mile away.

However, I told both my sons that adjustments need to be made. First, Andy will walk down the much safer US Highway 6, rather than the backstreet he took. Ted will not order carry out when going to Subway, because the young punks were drawn to Andy's bag. He will eat at Subway instead.

Like I said, Andy didn't want to go to the police station. I agreed 100% with Maribeth that he needed to make a report. I told Andy that if he didn't go to the police, he was letting the whole community down. That was a pretty melodramatic statement, but there is truth to it. When something like this happens, the police patrol that area more, and there will be a item in our local paper of a young 13 yr. old getting robbed. I doubt that Andy's name will be in the paper. There needs to be awareness that even in decent towns, thefts happen.

Andy, in the end, was glad he went to the police station as the questioning was professional and matter of fact. Let's hope that safe methods will now lead to safe results.
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There will be another post coming this weekend about news from family. Just haven't had time.

more news to come

been very busy at work, attended a Paralegal Conference at the very posh Union League Club @ the Loop area of Chicago ( & more importantly, I actually learned a few things in my legal writing class).
Pray for those women w/ cancer. It may hit closer to home than you think!

I will write 2 posts on both of these subjects, hopefully, this weekend.

football season comes to an end

On the face of it, Ted's team failed again as they were unable to win one single game (just like last year). But let's make some comparisons.

LAST YEAR touchdowns: 2 THIS YEAR touchdowns 6

yards gained passing Last year: 0 This year: 100

Scrimmages won, last year: 0 this year: 2

goal line by defense: Last year: 2 this year: 10

In the tournament game we faced the 1st place team in the league, our defense held them to

their lowest score. They only had 12 points. Our defense certainly did better than our offense but as you can see from above, there was much improvement.

Ted had 3 times as many sacks and tackles as last year. He was made team captain. He didn't carry the ball last year at all. This year he caught 2 passes for 18 yards and ran the ball for 5 yards.

He looks forward to basketball, and his future in athletics both in grade school is bright and maybe he'll be able to play in sports in high school as well.

a test for YOU :) !

Your Best Trait is Creativity
You may seem like you're a bit flaky or flighty, but you're really just deep in thought.You are the artistic type, no doubt. However, you are also highly analytical and logical.You are able to solve problems in unique and interesting ways. Your ideas are unpredictable, but they always end up making sense.You are picky and sometimes downright critical. You expect the best of yourself, but others are not prepared for your exacting standards.

for your test go to

http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbesttraitquiz/

why is a party a good one?

I haven't been to a party in a long time. I was lucky enough to be invited to one and got dressed up. My daughter (above) really wanted to go with me, but that was impossible. I drove to the party wondering if I would have a good time. When I was in my 20s, I used to go to tons of them. There were a few good parties that I attended in my 30s, and the best party of all was our wedding dance in 1993. After getting divorced and being in my 40s, there are fewer invitations.

2 weeks ago, as I rode to my job on a train, as I always do, a friend of mine was kind enough to invite me to a Halloween party. I went, and the first impression was, "Wow! What a community this is!" There was an electronic gate with cameras that keeps out riff-raff of not the building, but the whole subdivision! I felt lucky that the gate was open when I drove into this posh subdivision.

There was a hayride, and the passengers laughed about the streets being so wide an airplane could use them as landing strips. I happily took a picture of a group of young women when they asked me to.

There were festive games that were played that I participated in. Is the awesome, safe community and the great games by the great MC what made the party? That helped. My friend's brother was the MC, and it would put a smile on your face to see him facilitate the fun had by all, courtesy of Sean and others.

What was it that made this a fun party that I will never forget?

The impressive community/subdivision it was in? The hayride? The music? The music was good. I am such a staunch, true-believer of rock-n-roll, & I was a bit uneasy about rap or hip-hop (or whatever it's called)making people dance and have fun as much as my rock music does.

The DJ played rock after 1 am and people had fun (just as they did to hip hop). I liked the DJ, and it was apparent that he liked some of the same music I did.

Since I was dressed up for Halloween, I went as one of the Blues Brothers, Elwood Blues. & if anyone asked where Jake was, I could conveniently say, "it used to be my ex". Was it fun when I danced w/ the DJ when we both appeared as Blues Brothers & danced at the party for several blues/rock songs? Yes, that was fun, and partygoers seemed to like that a lot (which made me smile a lot).

Still....what really made the party fun was the same reason 2 of the best parties I went to were fun. It was fun b/c the people were friendly. We had a good time, and it was easy to smile with them. I didn't have to agonize figuring out who to dance with, b/c all I had to do was simply go to where they were dancing and having fun.

The people tonight were definitely what made the party fun, and that's the way it always is at a fun party.

2 more weeks of football for Ted

Ted wears a blue & white "C" on his jersey, b/c he is the captain of his team. He has been the biggest kid on his football team the last 2 years. One game they put him up against the toughest kid from their defensive line and Ted, with some help, stopped him from getting to the ball.

2 weeks ago, against the Broncos, he had 5 "flags" (when flag is pulled off ball carrier, ball carrier must stop) and 3 OF THEM were for loss of yardage or "sacks". One of his teammate walked over to him after the game, patted his "C" and said, "You really earned being Captain today!"

Last team, Ted's team ran back 2 kickoff returns for touchdowns. He's down to his last 2 games. This week ends the regular season, and next week is the beginning of tournament action where they face the toughest team in the league, the Vikings.

Let's hope they can finally bring home a win this Sunday!!

TOO DRIVEN

“Driven in -- Driven to the edge

Driven out -- On the thin end of the wedge

Driven off -- By things I've never seen

Driven on -- By the road to somewhere I've never been….The road unwinds towards me

What was there is gone .

The road unwinds before me And I go riding on” Neil Peart of Rush. From the album Test for Echo


It’s amazing how therapeutic sleep really is. I ran out of Lunesta several days ago and Benadryl is inferior because you have a sense of grogginess (while Lunesta allows you to wake up “fresh as a daisy”.)
If it wasn’t for the dreadful metallic taste in my mouth, I would call Lunesta a miracle drug!

So, the accommodating secretary from the Doc’s office gave me the refill @ Walgreens and it remains to be seen if my venerable ex, MB, gets it today. I'll get it if I have to b/c I'm writing this at lunch and don't feel very good. UPDATE: It's the next day, & Lunesta didn't help only 3 hrs. of sleep.
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If you have not watched, Easy Rider (released in 1969 by Peter Fonda) you really, really should! People think that it’s a movie about motor cycle riding and drug taking, but it really isn’t. I firmly believe it’s an anti-drug movie. In a pivotal scene, Peter Fonda clutches a female statue in a New Orleans cemetery. The statue resembles the Statue of Liberty.

Peter Fonda’s mother (and Henry Fonda’s wife) committed suicide. Zoom and flash into the movie Easy Rider. Towards the end of the acid trip, when the LSD will not permit one to sleep, Peter Fonda’s character in a drug-induced plaintive sob, cries, “Mom? Mom? Why did you leave me? You left me, mother; you “copped out”; AND I HATE YOU FOR THAT!!!"

Since I rented the DVD of Easy Rider, there are bonus parts (35th Anniversary Edition DVD). He explains the immense embarrassment he later felt after they filmed that scene where he is sobbing and bemoaning his dead mother. He wanted to yank that scene out. He was persuaded by Dennis Hopper to leave it in. Dennis Hopper was pretty compelling, and he yelled just enough to finally convince Fonda. (“I’M THE DIRECTOR”, yelled Hopper). I believe had that scene been yanked as Fonda initially wanted it to be, the movie would not have won as many awards. The intense sadness of abandonment is one that millions of people feel on a daily basis.

Easy Rider was an award-winning movie at the Cannes Film Festival. It was nominated 3 times by the Academy of Awards, yet the “uptight” film academy of 1969 refused to glorify this “drug” movie (NOT!). It clearly was one of the best movies depicting the whole counter-culture wrought during the 60s. It speaks to the racism in the South (where it is still present in certain politicians, journalists and sadly that region), the utter lack of control when one takes certain illicit drugs. Sadly enough, it graphically depicts the pain and mental damage one suffers when they lose their mother at a tender age. Peter Fonda wasn’t even a teenager when his mother suddenly killed herself by slitting her throat.

I thank God that I have a stable mother who has been a great influence on my life.

Current events & the slanted view

The current state of politics here in the United States is pretty amazing. In general, we are doing well. The federal government has noticeably contributed to helping improve the economy. There were such dire economic predictions at the start of the year as Obama first became president.

Yet, there are spiteful remarks from former V-Pres. Cheney (& he has a clueless daughter, too!) that were publicized later. In January, he pathetically and dismissively said that the new administration "wasn't ready for prime time" with respect to the Jewish-Palestinian problem.

Very, very ironic! This is where a good deal of hypocrisy radiates through Cheney's critique.
There he was Vice President, and his pathetic Bush administration did virtually nothing about the Jewish/Palestinian problem during the first several years Bush was president. At the start, President Obama has former Senator George Mitchell (who made peace in Ireland) as the primary negotiator of the corrosive situation in Israel.

Former Vice President Dick Cheney held his own administration he was involved in to a pathetically LOW standard. Yet, his enemy, the liberals in the Obama administration are supposed to do things perfect, and if they don't, then he will excoriate them.
We have an administration, we can be proud of. Obama doesn't have a Secretary of Defense like a Rumsfeld openly disdainful of Germany and United Kingdom. The world, most notably Europe, is working with us about the problems affecting the globe. Reactionaries sit there ignorantly ignoring global warming and cited hack scientists who were paid by petroleum companies (where Bush worked at when he was a younger man) to vainly bleat that "global warming" is fiction. All the while we continue to pollute and make the climate warmer still. How can Republicans ignore that? Yet they sit there doing just that.
Republicans and reactionaries sit there excoriating Obama, b/c he has directed the CIA not to torture. Yet, they are woefully and completely clueless that the wide-scale torture done during the Bush administration, the torture at Guantanamo base has been used to recruit more terrorists in Iraq & Afghanistan, which has led to killing of American lives in Western Asia! It is well documented as FACT that prisoners captured by Bush's forces in Afghanistan were tortured to the point that they would say anything and tell Americans (torturing them) lies. Lies that put our forces in peril! Documented facts are there, yet it's all ignored just so Republicans can get back into power ASAP. Poorly read, lack of select reading and listening skills, because they would rather hear Beck, Limbaugh & Roger Ailes (an political hack from Bush Sr.'s administration) leading Fox News.
Republican and reactionaries fail to acknowledge the capture of terrorists, Najibullah Zazi and his father. They don't say a damn thing about that, b/c they want you & I to be shnookered into thinking Obama is stupid and clueless.
Republicans have fell out of touch and their failure was well described by the very famous pollster, Nate Silver of http://www.fivethirtyeight.com/
"(The reason) why conservatives don't win elections anymore… is not that conservatism generally permits less nuance than liberalism (in terms of political messaging, that is probably one of conservatism's strengths).
Rather, the key….(is that) there is a certain segment of conservatives who literally cannot believe that anybody would see the world differently than the way they do. They have not just forgotten how to persuade; they have forgotten about the necessity of persuasion."

Further, when they do attempt to persuade, it's done in the most ham-fisted ways. These same conservatives brand Liberals as "UnAmericans", "instruments of terrorism" all the while denying the Democratic administration's effective attempts at fighting terrorism. They fail to acknowledge that Democrats (a majority of them) voted for funding the war in Afghanistan back in 2001.
No, Republicans love to mislead. Currently, that's why a majority of Americans are sick of them!

Ted's tough game/Andy's work of art

the painting has a glass w/ too much reflection, sorry folks

Ted's Homecoming game started off rough w/ 2 TDs scored by the Broncos. Then, Ted suffered a hard hit to the knee, straining the ligaments and was crying as he came out. With 3 minutes left in the game, the other assistant coach told him to just relax, and if he felt better, he could come in for the 2nd half. His mother who administrated the team's ice pack, asserted the same.

Ted ignored them both. He was upset that without him the Broncos scored another TD while Ted's mom held the ice pack against his knee. But he was upset and wanted to get out there. Within one minute, he went from laying down, to standing up, walking, and running out onto the field to play center for his team. To my delight, he countermanded both the other assistant coach and his mom. You could hear the 49er parents from a 1/2 mile away as they loudly cheered Ted as he ran back on the field.

The hardest part came at halftime as I had to work very hard to lift his spirits. Down 20-0, this was a game that we fully expected to win. Ted and I both scouted the Broncos and were very misled. They played the Oak Forest Steelers 2 wks. ago and the Broncos looked little and underwhelming. What we did not realize was that one of their big linemen were out of the game we scouted and was back in during our game. So Ted felt worthless, as he got beat on the run outside as a defensive end and didn't get any flags/tackles on defense, and didn't catch any of the poorly thrown balls thrown to him on offense.

The biggest problem that our 49ers face is that every team circles the game they play against Ted's team on their calendar. We have NOT won a game in a season & a 1/2 as we started 2008 as an expansion team in the league. The coaches have not done a good job of drafting big strong players. The teams come in very, very motivated and hyped that the 49er game is the one they will win. The Broncos came at our small line with 9 or 10 players.

Rallying the team at halftime worked. The 49ers shut the offense of the Broncos out in the 2nd half. Ted pulled a flag and held the running back to no gain. He knocked a defensive end to the ground pulling on a sweep which sprung our running back for 25 yards. As you can see, from the picture below, he earned another "POW" for his flag pull as DE and another football for his good blocking and flawless snaps as a center.

The Broncos got frustrated that they failed to push the 49ers around in the 3rd quarter so they resorted to punching. When I went out onto the field to coach the defense, Pablo Vega had tears in his eyes. The coach's son punched him on repeated plays (Bully #22) I responded by calling a blitz where Johnny Nietzel sacked their quarterback. "Where did that boy (Johnny) come from???" the Broncos coach said in a fog of confusion.

On offense, Head Coach Nietzel ordered Teddy and 2 other teammates to body slam and pile onto dirty #22 slamming him to the ground. Teddy saved his hardest hit for "dirty 22". Next play, when Dirty 22 raced into our quarterback to hit him after the play, Liam popped his elbow into his ribs. The gun sounded as the game was over. The 3 of us coaches confronted the Broncos coach, and boldly discussed Dirty 22's uncalled-for punches. The coach didn't mouth off, but rather, meekly played "stupid". He even admitted that Dirty 22 was his son!!

Ted was tired and winded. He deserved a lecture from both Mom and me. He admitted that he refused to eat lunch (which I tried serving him) because he was too finicky to eat. He admitted that he was light-headed from going 8 hrs. with nothing to eat but a big breakfast of bacon, milk and pancakes. He admitted he nearly fainted on the last play. His mother wisely told him that if he refused 5 options of food at lunch, he had no one to blame but himself. I glibly told him that he takes after both parents, who were both picky eaters as kids. Mom angrily denied being picky, but I silently recalled the fact that both kids graduated high school scrawny. Like a good Communist rewriting history, Momma forgot her own self-admission on that point! Just kidding, we don't fight nearly as much as 2002-05.

I've concluded that when I compare Ted to me as a 5th grader, we both suffer the curse of being a slow runners. We both played in pain when we got hurt in a game. My experience was a basketball game in Highland where I had the same injury but came back while our team won.

Ted, however, is more mature, smarter, and stronger as a football player. I just couldn't come close in grade school to accomplishing what he has. He has faithfully learned the plays, and, as center, snaps the ball with 99% accuracy, not only on direct snaps but on the shotgun play too. As coach John said last year, "Ted gets it!" Coach John Neitzel in the last 2 years has never said one discouraging word to Ted, and we calmly make suggestions whenever Ted makes mistakes. We have all recognized that Ted leads the team along with the 2 alternating quarterbacks. He proudly wears his All-American blue "C" for Captain that I had sewn into his jersey. (He's even a voice of reason at home!) With a better offensive line, the 49ers would have 2 more victories in a 4 game season. Seeing the start of Ted becoming a young man is an inspiration to all of us!

Coach John said the following during Homecoming dinner (& there are no dates for the 2nd through 5th grade team, lol, just a big ole supper by a large group of great parents, especially the football mothers who are with the 49ers through thick and thin!!)

"We had 3 goals I wanted the '9ers to accomplish.

1. Play the whole game hard and never quit.


2. Score a touchdown.


3. Win Homecoming.

We didn't win, but we held the ball 8 of 14 minutes in the 2nd half. We didn't score, but we at least accomplished 1/2 the goal. We definitely did NOT quit through the entire game. So by accomplish 1 1/2 goals and rounding up, we won today. Our young team rallied to Pablo when the Broncos gave him the brunt of their dirty play. Did we punch back, team?

NOOOO! shouted the young team.

"That's right, we played good, clean 49er football! We held our heads up and denied them any scoring that 2nd half. We begin as a team, and we'll end as a team. Now, let's give a big round of applause to the fine 49er moms who put out a sumptuous feast for all of us!"

Cheers and applause. Ted was hurt and dejected at halftime, but he and the rest of his teammates joined together after supper playing on the playground like the young winners they are.

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We all know what a tough year my oldest son, Andy had last year. A 25-foot fall off a balcony last 9-13-2008, scoring 60th percentile in the standardized reading test in Illinois, suffering and struggling with below average grades in Writing and Reading both last year and currently this year, and of course, suffering Asperger's Syndrome. We've helped, and we rewarded him, because in the 4th quarter, he finished strong in the end. He earned a white belt in Karate this summer; his white belt test brought tears to his supportive mother's eyes. He was rewarded for working and doing a great deal of housework by earning over $30 these past 2 weeks. He finished all of his homework, and during Homecoming game, he ran the first down chains with 2 football parents and loudly supported Ted. During the 2nd half as he intently watched Ted and his team losing, Andy (at 5'7", taller than his mom and a lil' over 160 lbs.) turned to me and said, "I wish that I could give that offensive line 50% of my size!"

Now, you and I have had a supportive grade school teacher when we were much, much younger. From the ages of 5-13 yrs. old, there was that one teacher who guided and nurtured us. Andy found that teacher after his fall, last year, his wonderful art teacher, Mrs. Nix. He earned an A in Art in 2008 and is well on his way to an A+ this quarter with this painting. My phone camera didn't do it justice, but there it is, above. Last month, Mrs. Nix has enthusiastically invited him to the Art Club where he meets every Tuesday afternoon, and he is really enjoying his 1st extra curricular activity after school! By the way, Andy has continued to do very well in Math, was in the mid80th percentile in the standardized Illinois test, and continues to work hard and do his schoolwork with Bs and As on his tests.


God bless, Mrs. Nix. When she beheld Andy's work of art above, she spent $15 for the glass and frame. MB & I know that she is definitely going to be invited to Andy's 8th grade graduation party. Andy hopes she will be there. Special thanks goes to Andy's Aunt Karen who gave him a very nice art set about 5 years ago, and Andy used on a regular basis until the colors were gone and the colored pencils were short.

sorry,women,friends&men,but give me your patience!

Here is Darth Vader before the man joined the Dark Side this past summer. I liked him before then!

Sorry, but can't post results of Ted's Homecoming game yet. It's a bit of a long story, and I hope you can all wait. Plus, Darth Vader is playing tonight against the mighty Packers. Potential MUST = ACTION, tonight!

a distant Homecoming

My own son is playing at Homecoming w/ a lot of people and a nice spread of food afterwards. (No, it's not like the high school homecomings; he's only 11).

It made me think the Homecoming I went to my senior year, (with Therese Berns Deckert, nice time was had by all after the dance). This is what I looked like that year.

The mixed bag called this weekend……….

Good
A lot of the weekend has to do with my kids beginning to come of age. Brianna continues to enjoy learning to ride bike. She rode for at least 2 or 3 miles and at one stretch rode a solid ½ mile. Then when I complement her about how well she is doing, she asks, “if she’ll get paid a dollar” for a fine job of biking. At nearly 8, she doesn’t quite understand the idea that not all “activities well done” mean you get money for them.

A lot of my enjoyment in life overall is seeing Ted grow up and really showing leadership skills as the oldest member of his flag football team and at home. He tells other kids what they should be doing on the field, and the coach sometimes has given him the toughest blocking assignments which he has handled well (He may be the oldest kid on our team but definitely not the biggest kid in the leagues as there are a number of kids bigger than Ted). & he has emerged as a voice of reason even at home, sometimes he’ll tell me that I am too tough on someone, like Andy.
This weekend we both had a lot of hope that his team would finally win their 1st flag football game. (If the Detroit Lions can do it, why not us??). We had fun talking about the impending football game and our 2 fantasy football teams (1 of our teams finally won while the other is winning & we’ll find out after the Mon. Night Football game).

Bad
Ted’s team did not get their 1st victory. They lost 20-0. They make stops on defense but, as opposed to 2 weeks ago, just cannot get anything going on offense. The head coach was disgusted with the lack of blocking. & Ted was disgusted he did not get a catch as a receiver or a tackle/flag on defense. He cried his eyes out and left the field in disgust before the rest of his teammates. The head coach kind of thought favorably of that and felt that at least Ted cares! After the game, some of the kids admitted that they don’t like blocking, and he promptly told them to quit if that was the case. So this Tuesday’s practice will be kind of interesting. What bothered us coaches is that if they had blocked, they would have won. & if they block next Sunday, they can definitely win their homecoming game.

1 coach is allowed to go onto the field w/ the team to either call plays (on offense) or call formations (on defense). I came up w/ a new formation (a 5 man line instead of the usual 4 man defensive line), and our defense did not allow the Bucaneers to score. I came off the field and triumphantly yelled to the defensive coach who usually goes out on the field, "Now that's a formation that works!!" Hope he didn't take offense and think that was a dig at him. Probably not, I said it w/ a smile on my face. & besides, he went out on the next series and used the same one he did before and they didn't score that time either.
Ted wasn't happy that I found a defense that worked against the opponent's offense. It was a tough game, and he cut his hand. At times, Ted gets so morose and dejected, that I worry about him staying that way. Luckily, his intellectual curiosity, his confidence prevails, but will there come a time when it won’t ?

Good
There’s a long saying giving advice about parenting, and one of the sentences go, “If you compliment children, they will learn to appreciate.” That certainly is true of Andy. He is very earnest and doesn’t have the jaded fuck-all attitude that some teenagers have. We found out that on the state standardized test, Andy only was in the 60th %ile in Reading. He had always done well in all his subjects on the standardized tests before. As he gets older, we learn more about the innate problems he has. We sat down and I had a long talk with him that just as a basketball player must practice new moves each summer (even though that's not as fun as doing commercials and spending their millions), he must read more. & he agreed, and he has followed through.

Bad
I was taking a short afternoon nap Sunday; when Andy was walking around the room I was sleeping. He was crying. We worked on his Science project Saturday, but he failed to inform me that it was due today, the 28th. We took 8 pictures of plants and animals, and he needed 16 to even pass, 19 to get a C and 25 to get an A. So, I had to rouse myself up and take 11 more pictures of plants and animals in less than an hour’s time. It got so that since there was no daylight, I had to go into grocery stores and take pictures of plants. Andy needs to learn to STOP procrastinating and get better organized. But maybe many of us were like him when we were young. I keep hoping and feeling confident that Andy will have a productive adult life if he gets the right direction. We were hustling so much last night that MB said, “I am so past caring what grade he gets!” Better buck up, dear, we still have 7 months until graduation. & she realizes that and will continue to help. She only was frustrated b/c she worked 13 hrs. then came home w/ Andy & I working on it for a few hours already. Again, why couldn’t Andy have told me the day before? Then she wouldn’t have done anything but relaxed after a hard day’s work.

Bad at the very end.
Before we went to bed, there was a tornado warning for Cook County until 10:15 and a tornado watch until 2 am. So, Brianna really freaked out. First, she vomited then she was shaking from hearing the hail pounding the brick walls of our condo. When the hell was she traumatized by a damn storm?!? We haven’t suffered through any tornados, (thank God!). So, she easily persuaded Mom that she must sleep with us, and the 3 of us were very crowded in our queen-size bed.
When I woke up, I asked, “Did you dislike that it’s so cramped in our bed, Brianna?”
“No,” she cheerily replied this morning, “it felt just fine.”
Luckily, I don’t let her sleep in our bed except in very rare circumstances.

SEQUEL TO THIS STORY

No, the assistant coach didn't take offense (see my remark made during the game) to my formation at all. Our team, the O.F. 49ers are planning to use a 5-man defensive line most, if not all, of the game!! I couldn't planned it better myself, and the funny thing was that Coach Geoff thought of it all by himself (maybe he received a little osmosis learning after my remark last Sunday).

GO OAK FOREST 49ers!

stay tuned tomorrow for results of the O.F.49ers-O.F. Broncos game. Root the 49ers on! It's Ted's HOMECOMING GAME, (even his mother took off work to watch)!

My New Postings/Threads on Wikipedia

Here are some entries that I have originated or have made substantial contributions to. If you get a chance, please check them out. I will hasten to add that I had some help with these articles, and it was, by no means, a 1-man effort. The total effort was the work of 2 or 3 people. As most of you know, all you have to do is click onto the link below, and it will automatically take you to the Wikipedia article.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Presto_%28album)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Show_Don%27t_Tell_%28song)

Both Presto (album) and the song “Show Don’t Tell” were small entries into Wikipedia that were begun by some other editor. I significantly added to both articles and took them out of “stub status”. I had read a doctoral dissertation and several other on-line articles relating to Rush’s Presto and their song “Show Don’t Tell”.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tell_the_Truth_%28song)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glad_%28song)

These next two songs, “Tell the Truth” by Derek & the Dominos and “Glad” by Traffic, are songs that I originated. I was inspired to write them, because I witnessed and enjoyed the fantastic concert by Steve Winwood and Eric Clapton who were instrumental in writing these songs separately.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:WikiProject_The_Rolling_Stones

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:WikiProject_Progressive_Rock/Members

I am also in a Wikipedia group dedicated to making all Rolling Stones-related better researched and better written. There are 13 of us. I have made minor contributions to the article on their great guitarist Mick Taylor and the article on the Jagger – Richards songwriting team.

I am also in a group dedicated to Progressive Rock. This is music that features concept albums, sophisticated instrumentation, rhythms, extended songs like Pink Floyd’s “Echoes” which runs 23 minutes. Rush, Genesis, Emerson, Lake & Palmer, and Supertramp are just a few of the bands that are considered to play Progressive Rock. Interestingly enough, the group only had 2 members in it a month ago (just me and the founder of the group), then I invited someone else, and checking tonight, we have grown to 12 members. My 2 above articles on Rush are inspired by joining this group.

If you have an interest in either Prog Rock or Rolling Stones, you are more than welcome to join our group. We not only feature the article but have a talk section that talks about the behind the scenes discussion of making the articles and any arguments or controversy that may be raging behind the article. Some very interesting things occur behind the scenes as you may imagine!

Congratulations, Blogging Buddy! :)

My Blogging Buddy, Amel @ http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/ is going to be published. I'm so happy and proud of her! I hope that she makes lots of money and is famous (I always wanted to know someone famous, lmao, he-he).

I know that a lot of us who do blog, dream of someday getting into a good publication where more can read about us. I dream of someday writing for the New Yorker but until I get well-connected and become a better writer, I will continue to write and improve my skill, and hope!

So, thanks for reading me, congratulations, Amel, you deserve it!! You're a very good writer!

random actions and thoughts

Several things have happened, so I just wanted to give a few updates:

• I think a friend of mine from work is pregnant. It's an amazing office. There's less than 30 people in the office, and yet, ever since I started working here 4 yrs. ago, there's at least 2 women pregnant at any given time!! I am not sure, and I'm kind of shy about asking her if she is pregnant. I will be happy for her if she is, b/c she is getting into her upper 30s and in a few years she won't be able to have any kids. She's not married so apparently hasn't been lucky in love (until now??).



• I feel happy about the Packers getting a win in their opening game. I'm pretty starved for victories since the Milwaukee Brewers have been "laying eggs" since sometime in July. They are soooo far out of the playoff race, but what do you expect when you don't have decent starting pitching??



• I was very happy for my son, Ted, who had a great game in flag football last Sunday. He made a stop on defense, caught a ball for 5 yards and blocked the toughest kid on the opposing team successfully. Can you imagine the pride I felt when the coach came up to me on the sideline during the game and said, "Your son knocked that tough kid on his ASS!". (lots of pride, indeed!!). The team did not win, but we are definitely claiming a moral victory after the drubbings they suffered last year.



• I hope that the healthcare reform passes Congress and becomes law. It's about time the United States reverse the trend of more and more people not being insured and healthcare costs spiraling upward higher than inflation!!

embarassed

I was on the train & I made an alarming and really embarassing discovery. There's a woman/"casual friend" that I ride the train with (about once a week for the last 2 years, sometimes more, sometimes less). I realized after sitting next to her yesterday and today that I can't stand sitting next to her.
Why?? At first it was hard to figure out. But then I realized that it was b/c she talks so much and she has a very nasal, guttural voice that's irritating to listen to. Monday, I was on an earlier train so I didn't expect to see her, but she was early that morning and took the same train and got into the same train as me. She sat next to a perfect stranger and talked the whole 35 min. to her. I guess that should be impressive that she can engage a stranger to hold a conversation w/ her so effortlessly!! But for me it was very hard to listen to. & today, she talked on the train I would usually see her, and I just felt almost like getting up and walking away from her.

BUT I CAN'T! B/c I am not only friends w/ her but 3 other people and if I walk away from her, I'm walking away from my other friends. I can't do that. I feel very embarassed, b/c this woman has always been nice to me, has NEVER done anything mean to me. I've even seen her during church. So, I'm feeling a lot of guilt. I always pictured myself as this NICE, cool, urbane person. Now that I have these feelings, I feel like a misanthrope, like a nasty person.

Sunday

Ted’s football team is much better than last year. The Saturday scrimmage went well and resulted in our team having a slight edge even though the other team was bigger and faster.
The played well in the exhibition game on Sunday, but the other team was also very good and beat them 20-0 inspite only 1 half being played. The problem was that the other team capitalized on our mistakes and it seemed like nearly every mistake our team made we ended up paying for by the other team’s touchdowns.
I was the assistant coach, and I was actually coaching the defensive unit for one of the series. They did a great job for 3 plays. But the last play, one of our players got burned on a pass play and we had a TD scored on us. (UGH!)
The offense improved but we are a very long ways from scoring with any frequency. We only had 1 first down, and that was from a roughing the passer penalty. We did complete our first pass on the very first play so that was great. Our little QB didn’t complete ANY last season, so that had to feel good for him. Offense is SO HARD to do b/c all of the players have to do a good job on the same play. That’s 11 boys all between the ages of 7 to 11 (not the best attention span and concentration there!!!). Then 1 good play is not good enough a lot of times. It will only 5 -10 yards, and usually the team has to move 50 yards to score. So that’s 11 boys concentrating 8-12 plays. You multiply 11 boys times the number of plays they have to do very well w/ great concentration & it’s 88-96 smart actions by boys between the ages of 7-11. That’s a lot to ask of those boys. So scoring seems very hard. Our only hope seems to score TD w/ long runs which don’t require so much concentration. I hope that we win 2 games, but I am not so sure it will happen (UGH!)

I scouted another game, and that was an experience too. The smaller, less skilled team beat the bigger, more talented team. All b/c of one mistake, one breakdown by the defense. & for one time, those collection of 11 little boys concentrated, ran the play well, and they scored a touchdown. & there still needed to be a mistake made to score the winning TD.

I love watching Pawn Stars! I wrote an entry about this last month (July), and incorrectly called it “Pawn Shop”. It’s on 9pm CST Sunday on the History Channel. The website is http://www.history.com/content/pawn-stars This is a funny, interesting show!

unreal sight

I was walking to work (I work in downtown Chicago) and saw a homeless man arguing/yelling/swearing at an outside wall of this large building. I just walked past him, didn't really stop, but it was an amazing sight to behold. He was talking in such an animated way!
Homelessness is really bad in Chicago. It's so prevalent that they have their own paper. If you buy their paper for $2, most of the money goes to the homeless. The paper is called Streetwise. You should check out their website (just Google Streetwise and put in the terms "Streetwise" & homeless & Chicago) The paper is actually well written. I see at least 4 or 5 homeless people every single day in Chicago. That's no lie!

Sometimes I do give money, & I buy Streetwise sometimes, but I just don't have the kind of money it takes to give every homeless person a dollar. I would be spending over $20 a week on that. I've seen a lot of homeless people, but I don't think I'll ever forget what I saw today when I saw a person arguing with a wall.

A word about a new link

I have added a new link to my blog. If you look on the right side of this blog, you quickly see some very good links like Amel's Realm and Crow's Feet. I also wanted to provide you with a link to my other writing which is with Wikipedia.

Wikipedia, as some of you already know, is an encyclopedia which is not written by hired experts as there are for Britannica, Colliers or World Book. Wikipedia is written by regular laypeople like you and I. However, it is important to note that when I write articles, they are given peer reviews and if they don't meet standards, the article is deleted. Articles that are written most of the time become group projects. For instance, a couple of my articles that I wrote drew enough interest where someone else improved upon them.

If you click onto the new link, "Vince's page on Wikipedia", you will be shown several articles that I have written. It also gives you a "thumbnail sketch" of my background including a wild "blast from the past" where my successor teacher at a school where I once taught was given poison by her own students. Hope you get a chance to check it out.

a night on the town with kids (Windy City Ribfest)

I went to the Windy City Ribfest where my two nephews Zach & Chris  were playing in their band, Catchpenny (see http://www.catchpennyband.com/ ). They sounded great, they seem to have a harder edge to their rock which I loved to see. For instance, they played Led Zeppelin's "Whole Lotta Love" rather than "Ramble On" complete with expert feedback. Clearly, the heart of their set is their own music that is on their debut CD and also their second CD From Where You Are. Catchpenny has been touring in Iraq repeatedly, and is always and consistently well received there.

Also, in attendance was Maribeth's co-worker, Annie, who is shown in the first picture. She was able to see Catchpenny for the first time. She was kind enough to take a picture of Chris, Zach, my kids and me, but unfortunately, I didn't press SAVE, & the picture she took became lost to oblivion. However, Chris took a picture too, thank God, so, our hope is that Chris will send his picture to me which I will add.

Then we saw a band greatly admired by Catchpenny which is from New Orleans called Cowboy Mouth. They put on a very energetic and engaging show. They're a very talented band, and one of the view bands where the drummer/lead singer is right at the front of the stage.

After hearing Cowboy Mouth, the trip home on the interstate was speedy, fast and short. We took an admiring look at the lit up skyscrapers and loved hearing Santana on the classic rock radio station, The Drive, 97.1. I wholeheartedly agreed with Ted that Chicago is a great city to live in. This month marks 20 years that I have lived in the Chicago area. It was 20 years ago that I moved from LaCrosse, Wisconsin to take a job teaching for the Archdiocese of Chicago at one of the parochial schools in the neighborhood of Pilsen in Chicago.

about an ad on dairy farm

There was a great ad by Google AdSense that I was proud to have on my blog. By the time you are reading this, I am not sure if you will see it or not. Anyway the website is

http://www.dairyfarmingtoday.org/DairyFarmingToday

I would strongly encourage you to look at this ad, because I grew up on a dairy farm. I worked on and off on dairy farms until about 1987. The summer of 1987 marked the last time I worked on a dairy farm (my father's) full time. Dairy farming is a vital, noble profession. It is a very tough profession as my 3 older brothers do it; 2 of them are required to wake up at 4:30 am each and every morning. Dairy farmers are required to milk their cows either 2 or 3 times a day. That means if you go to a wedding and then the wedding reception, when the clock strikes 3:30 or 4pm, you are required to leave and go feed and milk the cows and come back (depending on how much help you have and how many cows you have to milk) to the wedding dance until sometime around 7 or 8. If you don't have replacement help, you don't get to go on vacations.

Dairy farming is one of the best places to raise your children, because it's a great place to teach the value of hard work. I sometimes miss the farm, b/c it seems that my kids' day revolves around play whereas when I grew up their day revolves around work. Now, I don't want to say that my kids are a bunch of "good-time Charlies", they work very hard during the school year, and they are given lots of chores to do during the summer. Still, it seems like they are loving the computer and PlayStation a bit too much at times. Yes, they are also outside (rather than inside watching the TV), b/c our condo has a swimming pool, and they swim a lot there.

At any rate, please check out the ad. I agree with the ad, and I would look at all the aspects of the webpage which is very educational to those not knowing a lot about dairy farming.

health insurance statistics

The average income of health insurance executives: $11.9 million
The profit growth of health insurance from 2001 to 2007: 484%
The percentage of people that have become uninsured in the same time period: 19%

Wanting to smile/wanting to frown

Wanting to smile

Last night Charlie Rose interviewed Nora Ephron and Meryl Streep. Nora Ephron directed the new movie about Julia Child, and we all know that Meryl Streep is Julia Child in the movie. I loved listening to Meryl Streep being interviewed by the very clever Charlie Rose. She's the best actress of our generation, if not the best actress ever.

My oldest sister is the same age is Meryl Streep. Apparently, in 1949 (when she was born), Tarzan. So her invitations say what do Michaeleen and Tarzan have in common? They both started in 1949! Duh, Michaeleen! Use a better cultural reference with MERYL STREEP!
She has an amazing sense of balance. She knows she's an excellent actress. Yet, she finds a way to be humble without making people roll their eyes and thinking she's putting them on. She was asked about the toughest role she ever played. She explained about the process of how she usually assumes a character in a movie. Then she discussed how that doesn't work, and she has to "start from scratch" and figure out how to do the role better. Then in the middle of explaining how she performed her toughest roles, she looks at Ephron & Rose and said, "Neither of you know what I'm talking about" and the implication was, "& I feel embarassed going off on a tangent!" Then they stated in unison they understood what she was saying and wanted her to continue to explain herself. But she didn't........

Consistency at a high level is one of the hardest things to do. That's what makes Meryl Streep such a great actress. I've seen her read many of her interviews. She consistently doesn't want the interviewer to go on and on and count the ways she is great. With Rose, she didn't have to!
Seeing her be interviewed is nearly as fun as watching her act. Wish I saw last night's interview from the very beginning.

Wanting to frown

I had a written a previous blog entry about Michael Jackson. Now that I read the large Rolling Stone (Issue 1,084), I feel a strong sense of loss. Why do I feel this way??!?? I only like about 5 of his songs and the rest I either don't like or am entirely indifferent to. Why does it hurt that he's dead? I'll try to answer that now.
The pognant feelings are on 2 levels. We heard that when M. Jackson was trying to be revived, his kids were fearfully crying, "Daddy! Daddy!" That situation strikes a painful chord for many parents. My biggest fear (as recent as 1 1/2 yrs. ago) was that I would retire sick and poor. I haven't saved nearly enough money for retirement, & in the next 3 years, I know that I will invest less than $500 in my retirement accounts. So, that's a big fear, but the worst fear is leaving my kids, b/c I died before they were 18. There's an unbreakable bond between my three kids. The scary thought hurts, and it makes one think about a tragic death and the kids left behind. You can think of one instance right now as you read this. I think of President John Kennedy being shot, and during the funeral procession, his 3 year old son salutes him. Ouch.
The second level/reason why I feel bad is the sense of what might have been. I read in Rolling Stone that Jackson was finally somewhat in touch with reality. He wanted to be better than his rival Prince. He was preparing for his concert. Who knows if it was going to be the best ever as he wanted it to be, but even with me being biased against 90% of his music, even I knew the concerts in London were going to be something to behold. Then he died.

He was in better physical shape, and he didn't act as old and go around in a wheelchair like he was last year. He wasn't sleeping with little boys anymore. He was trying to be a good father. He wasn't even dangling his kid off of hotel balconies anymore. Then he died.

Like millions of people, including me, he had a problem with insomnia. Unlike me, he was one of the very, very few that would take 40 Xanax to sleep and live to tell about it. The night before his death, after his very triumphant rehearsal, his physician give him an IV of a drug that is used to sedate patients before surgery. Then he died.

Today & tomorrow

Today is my parent's 62nd wedding anniversary. 62 years! It seems like a lifetime, doesn't it?

I wish I could celebrate a 62nd wedding anniversary, but I most definitely won't! Oh well, that means I need to redouble my efforts being a good dad.

Tomorrow is MB's 42nd birthday. She seems to have aged well. She still is attractive, and she seems more mature, more tolerant of opposing view than she once was. She could still work on sharpening her budget-cutting knife and her subjectivity, but tomorrow, we'll celebrate all the progress she's made.

a new season w/ new hopes

Ted has started football season again in the Oak Forest Park District league. Last year was successful insofar as he had fun, learned a lot and he played nearly every down of football as he was starting defensive end and center. However, his team, the expansion 49ers of Oak Forest, were winless and in 5 games, they only scored 3 touchdowns. I know a little bit about that as 2 teams I was on were winless (my 7th grade and my sophmore year). The first time we were winless, we came back the next season and posted a 4-1 record! Let's hope that's what Ted does.

The 49ers have all but 2 starters back this year, and they have some pretty good new players. The hope is that they will score more touchdowns as that was lacking last year. We had some good moments on defense, and Ted was able to sack the quarterback several times. The hope is that they consistently do well on defense.

I am assistant coach, and the head coach says that I'm in charge of special teams. That's fine I know a thing or 2 about specials teams. He has some new ideas that will hopefully help us be a better team, so there is a lot of hope.

PS. If you look at the helmet in the 2nd picture, each decal he got was a personal or team award that Ted earned. For instance, he received a decal for each sack and also defensive stops he made by himself.

missing Mike Sullivan!

I was catching up with a former boss of mine. I heard he left our old law firm and started his own. I asked him how a mutual co-worker of ours was. The co-worker's name was Mike. He quickly e-mailed me back and said Mike died in March at the age of 49, of a heart attack. Very sad, not very surprised. Mike smoked like a chimney, and if you smoke like a chimney, it's not incredibly shocking to die of heart disease at the tender age of 49. But as a fellow paralegal, I really really admired Mike Sullivan, so much!!! He was quite simply the best paralegal I ever knew!!

We worked together for less than 2 short years, and I saw him run a Workers' Compensation Dept. by himself. Well, he was a paralegal, so he had to have a lawyer go to the Commission instead of him, b/c as a paralegal he couldn't. But that lawyer didn't have to do a ton of WC work b/c he already had over 120 PI cases that I was helping him with. The lawyer who Mike & I worked for was Jim. Jim was the man that e-mailed me today about Mike's death. He must have felt terrible, b/c Mike & Jim worked great together. They were a synergy. They worked so well together that we nicknamed them Batman & Robin. I could go on for a 100 pages about all the things Mike Sullivan did to help me be a better paralegal.

He was a great paralegal and an even better person!

Brianna learns to bike/My past

Brianna knows that we wanted her to get a bike, so she hasn't been shy about asking. We were delayed when we had to get a refrigerator when our old one died after 14 years. Yesterday, the day finally came where she got her beloved bike. I took her out on her first lesson. I taught her the same way I learned. I would go down hills because you don't have to work so hard at pedaling. & I wanted her to pedal down a grassy hill so that she wouldn't get scraped up if she fell (which is pretty inevitable when you first learn).

So, we went to this park not far from where her grandpa/my FIL lives. She learned quickly!! So quickly that I was really surprised. Then she said something pretty funny. I said, "Brianna, you are doing a great job!"

She associated "job" with being "paid", so she asked, "Do I get $3?"

I replied, "Brianna! I just gave you $54"

"What?"

"$54 was the cost of the bike!"

"Oh".

So, she kept learning and doing well. I was very impressed and now Brianna passed one of those little milestones that a kid goes through!

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MY PAST
When I was a growing up, I lived on a dairy farm. It was a good childhood, because there wasn't a better way to learn a good solid work ethic than working as a kid on a dairy farm. There were high expectations, and my parents and older brothers and sisters were not shy about telling me if my work fell below expectations. The lessons have helped me a great deal even now!!
Well, last night I saw a new show that will be on weekly on the HISTORY CHANNEL called Pawn Shop. The story is of a grandfather, his son and the grandson running a pawn shop. Seeing the dad chew out the son really seemed like a flashback of the old times during the 70s when my father and Jerome, my brother, would get into a bitter argument. It was amazing, the argument would on a rare occasion seem to last the entire time of milking (about 2 hrs.) Usually when they fought, it was "only" an hour.
Last night the young son was approached by a man who wanted to sell him a boat for $25,000. They haggled, and he bought a boat for $16,500, and the motor was shot on it so it couldn't move in the water. Thinking he made a terrible deal, his dad was furious with him, and the son knew there was going to be a big argument. Of course, the big argument happened with plenty of bleeping and deleting of swear words. The son also was knocking stuff off of the drawers. But lo and behold, everything worked out! They son took the boat to an expert repairman who charged him $4,000 to make the boat run again and make it look like new. The repairman said the boat was really the Cadillac of boats so they shouldn't have any problems getting $30,000 for the boat. (That would be a $10,000 profit for their pawn shop).
There was a scene where they were riding on this grand boat and father, son and friend were all smiles. It made me smile too! I wonder how many times Jerome and Dad were all smiles??

Another similarity was that the 3 men all gave a damn about their business wanted the business to succeed. So, I would be very surprised if they have an episode where they are having a hard time making a profit.
That's the way our father was, and his wife, sons and daughters also wanted the farm to succeed! Most of the time Dad was working, it seemed he was worried. Usually it was about a good cow that was sick. One time when we were milking, he said something that I would never forget. The 70s were a very good time for dairy farmers, much better than the 80s. He looked at the brothers and I and said, "You really have to be a screw up to not make money at dairy farming." He didn't talk much (except when he was arguing w/ Jerome), but that was one time when he didn't have to. It was one time when Dad really seemed content that he was a farmer. I later learned that there were many times that he was happy to be a farmer. One of the best college projects I did was interviewing my parents. My father told to me he loved being on the field and planting and harvesting crops.

The farm did very very well and earned trophies and many plaques because our cows gave so much milk. We had one cow who, during her lifetime, gave over 200,000 pounds of milk. We had another cow that gave over 32,000 lbs. of milk in 1 year. Our farm earned a number of plaques when they found out the average cow on our farm in 1 year would give 700 lbs of butterfat (cream) and over 20,000 pounds of milk.