Now, for this blog’s one-year Anniversary post!
In November of last year, I felt so down, betrayed, alone and cut-off from the world due to a cornucopia of events, that I began to write this blog, at long last, upon the urging of a couple of my alumni amigos from thirty-plus years ago at the ole University.  I digress; if curious go back and read the first ones….pathetic, lol

A year later tonight, I still have yet to figure out how to “make money” doing this, like that person suggested that I could. Heartily, I THANK the over twenty-three hundred pair of eyes who have visited and read my words to-date, and basically feel that this is an exercise and type of therapy that is unique to the kind of personality and skill-set that I possess.  If you would have told me that I would compose almost ninety original articles a year prior to this upstart, I would have had your head examined.  As my Dad would sometimes amusingly say, “Who woulda THUNK it??”

I hope you had a good and refreshing “Turkey Day” – I spent mine with a new crew of people this year, and the resulting conversations were enlightening and entertaining. My family is dysfunctional and personalities clash, so I stay away from the tension and sibling (who is a serious traitor to me) drama.
Football was on in one of the rooms, but didn’t want to miss the networking opportunities, so I ignored it except in-passing glances.  I gave silent thanks for a few positive events and people who happened into my life during the past twelve months, yet still feel that I’m being somehow punished for my “sins” (whatever those are) because I am not as financially well off as I thought I would be at this age.

Trying to stay creative and follow my own advice to think “outside the box”, I am buoyed that I am only days away from previewing for publication, my first-ever book of original poetry (“Sad Face King” – as a little paperback)!  It will soon be followed by my memoir of my days in professional commercial radio as a on-air personality disc jockey. Whoo-hoo!

Alternatively to regular leftovers, put together a Turkey Stew, like I did!!

Pickhitt: The following three topics are open for your discussion: (1) I hope the media leaves the late Princess Diana’s son, Prince William, and his fiancee` alone enough to have as normal a courtship and wedding as possible for two people who are as famous as they are.  I pray the news media remember that their allies, the paparazzi, were largely responsible for Lady Di’s premature death, and back-off.  (2) Now we know that at least one  of the guys President Obama plays basketball with is, what we used to call thirty years ago, a “butcher” LOL.  I wonder if the guy who threw the elbow is worried about his job?  I know I would be, Ha!  Do ya think the Prez maybe stuck his mug in there too close while guarding this chap?  Guess the Jay Lenos of  the world will leave us in “stitches” commenting on the incident.

Finally (3), since when does the USPS (Postal “Service”) close at noon on the Friday after Thanksgiving without publicizing it in-advance??  I wasn’t the only one in the parking lot of the local P.O. with a bewildered look on my face early on Black Friday afternoon – it was freakin’ WEIRD!!  What would have made more sense would have been for them to open at noon since most of us who do not have to get up early after getting stuffed, etc, choose to sleep-in a bit longer before joining the fray.  ‘Guess we are lucky we got mail delivery at the house on black Friday, and don’t they only work one-half a day on Saturday anyway??   No wonder that they are always crying that they are going broke!! I long for the lost Pony Express days!   Watch-out, here comes another stamp rate hike!!


During the past year, a few of you have commented on my rants, but not enough for a real worldwide discussion. Thank you.  Please keep ’em coming, or I’ll have to “raise the retirement age”. :-J