Hello and spiffy Monday morning to everyone!
As a long suffering Indians fan, I am here to put my spin on the start to the season and my brutally honest assessment of my team’s chances in 2019. Today is April 1st…April Fools Day and as of this morning, the Cleveland Indians are in last place in their division sitting at 1 win and 2 losses. The silver lining is that the season is just begun and the team is only a game out of first place. Continue reading “Waaay to early panic bus edition of Cleveland Indians Baseball 2019”
It is a certain time this morning but I swear it feels an hour earlier! (crickets)
This joke went over about as well as the one I made when dropping off the child at school latchkey this morning. Perhaps the extra earliness took away from the joke’s zing or perhaps it just wasn’t that funny, it matters not! We as a nation should feel outraged that collectively we were robbed of another hour! Stop taking our hours away!
I acknowledge that this practice of adding & subtracting sixty minutes twice annually was to somehow benefit the farming community (although I do not see how) but it is antiquated and should be discontinued! Moving the sunrise up and the sunset up in the short term changes nothing. The amount of work the farmers do is still the same! The rest of us poor schleps have to mentally deal with knowing that we are up an hour earlier with no real benefit. It’s madness I tell you!
OK it’s mostly just whining. This whole moving the clocks/time an hour does nothing to improve my status as a non-morning person. In fact, it probably cements it even more to the extent that I’m less of an early afternoon person based on my internal clock settings.
Moving forward (pun intended), write your global congressmen and women and demand an end to this silly practice of manipulating the clocks! We need every single hour in my estimation!
Everyone have a great Monday (as possible anyway) and talk to you soon!
As some of you may know, I recently returned from my belated honeymoon/vacation in Cancun, Mexico. The temperatures were fantastic and the beaches were the softest sand I’ve have ever tread upon. Add in the all-inclusive food and drinks within the resort and it was a pretty spiffy time.
I have returned from Cancun Mexico, where the temperatures were anywhere from 79 degrees in the evening/morning to about 87-88 at their apex during the days, to here in St Louis where the temperature this morning was 6 degrees and there are remnants of snow and ice all about. It is truly a wonder…and freezing!
Please check out my personal website via Google. If you can find that, all else will follow! Have a great week and let’s connect again soon!
P.S. When I wrote this and recorded my podcast I thought the date was March 5th when in this reality…it is only March 4th! Plus all temperatures above are in Fahrenheit, not Celsius like the temps are noted in Cancun!
Good morning cyber world! Sounds like a modern age theme park with WIFI and a plethora of digital projection images for as far as the eye can see, doesn’t it? Continue reading “Y2K References”
Hi all! Or hey y’all! Your choice of which you prefer.
So it is once again mildly snowing here in the Show Me State. Tiny little frozen flakes of water are drifting down from the sky…only to disappear once they touch the ground surface. Why am I bringing this up? Because this is like the third or fourth time already this fall (not yet winter) that we have seen some sort of snow-like precipitation. This is quite noteworthy as I think we only managed two or three ‘snowfalls’ last fall and winter combined. The aggregate of those latter snowfalls I think was a centimeter. Continue reading “Missouri does produce snow”
Hello. Do you ever just have those days where you feel like a bum? Before people get their hackles up about the term bum, let me clarify what I am trying to convey. Are there times where you feel like your clothing attire is sub-standard to those around you? In this society where everything is psycho-analyzed to the nth degree, it’s getting near impossible to have normal communications without asterisks and pre-managed disclaimers being proffered at every turn.
Hello and welcome to my blog!
I hope your November concluded well. There are 21.5 days until Christmas! I have done zero shopping for gifts. In my defense I was hoping my luck/skill with the lottery numbers (Powerball) would improve. Alas no dice thusfar, so I shall be forced to acquire awesomely appropriate gifts on a minuscule budget…same as before.
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Have a great Monday and we will chat again soon!
If you follow my other social media (Facebook, Twitter, podcasts, etc.) then you are probably up to speed on my feelings pertaining to contractors and freelance workers. And when I talk about this situation I cannot stress enough that the things I mention do not extend universally to all contractors and freelance workers. That is a major problem with our society in general these days is that a person will make an observation or statement and immediately those words apply to everyone of a nationality or genre and it simply is unfair and incorrect. Continue reading “Communication is a must!”
It has been awhile since I’ve been continuously awake and alert and intent past the 9pm hour. For months upon months it seems that I’ve just not possessed the energy or the will to engage myself with a real sense of purpose. Over that time it would appear as though I’ve had quite a bit of social media output but if you really look closely, all those likes, shares, memes et al really do not amount to much more than activity. Continue reading “Into the night without a paddle”
So apparently Freddie Mercury really liked cats…this was my take away from the Queen inspired movie Bohemian Rhapsody. Just kidding. Bazinga.
Hello worldwide readers! Feel free to browse around my blog for a wide-ranging list of topics and interesting perspectives on said topics. As many of you know, I am in the middle of a money drought mostly due to my upcoming wedding in less than four weeks. Then in short order afterwards, Christmas shall be here. Hopefully by February or March I will be able to dig out from under the associated debts for these two events or at least that is my plan. At that time (February-March) I hope to get back in the tattoo chair for some new body art and the blood-letting experience that goes with it.
Good morning! Today is Wednesday, October 17th. Officially today is day number 25 of Autumn or Fall if you prefer. Pumpkin spice everything is all about and the temps are finally in the 40’s-50’s-60’s. The days are getting shorter and trying to escape the warm bed in the morning to stumble about in the darkness to get ready for work is becoming quite the chore. My mental outlook is getting so critical that I’ve started throwing in a couple of dollars to the Mega Millions lotto crazy pool – presently the Jackpot is estimated at $868,000,000 for the Friday drawing. With that kind of money I could finance a Pitbull music video or something as equally frivolous! Continue reading “Blogging during Autumn 2018”
Here we are again friends. To steal a cute little thing from the local St Louis sports people, the panic bus is gassed up and accepting new passengers. Today is Monday, October 8th. My Indians play game three of their series with the Houston Astros today in Cleveland…and if they don’t find a way to win, their 2018 postseason will amount to the same amount of postseason wins as the Baltimore Orioles.
If we could rewind to last year in game three of the Indians first round series (versus the New York Yankees) in New York for a moment please. The scene: My Indians were trailing 1-0 in the sixth inning when Francisco Lindor hit a sure-fire two-run homerun to right center field. There was just one problem. A six foot seven inch problem with a long arm and the ability to jump a little. Of course I’m speaking of Aaron Judge of the Yankees. His defensive thievery cost the Indians two runs and potentially the game and after that who knows. Continue reading “Cleveland Indians: Playoffs Woes and No’s”