The Glass House

watching the big brother knockoff 'The Glass House' on ABC. So far so dull, and the cast is largely doggie. I mean, real world dateable but for tv? Woof Woof. 2022 update: Not to sound woke, but this was an incredibly stupid and immature post. I wish I hadn't written it.

An Indoor Picnic

Having a picnic dinner indoors (courtesy of the 90 deg weather), with the family, Lisa's friend Nancy, my cousin Mindy and her son Isaiah. I just took the little guy for a walk. No babee can resist a piggy back ride on the shoulders of greatness. 🙂

Lance Armstrong

I'll have a column on Lance Armstrong running in the Journal-Sentinel later this week.

Replacing the Back Porch

We are having our back porch replaced today, and I have tried my damnedest to encourage polite and civil interaction btwn the kids so we could *appear* not to be dysfunctional to strangers, but it only seems to have revved their engines. Today, life is hard.

Repainting

Repainting the bunk beds!

Diet A&W

Diet A&W root beer is heaven. Seriously.

Rodney King

RIP Rodney King, the unwilling impetus for the LA Riots, was found dead today at the bottom of his pool. He was 47.

My Father's Day 2012

It's been a pretty darn good day.

For starters, late the night before I stopped by my parent's place and dropped off a gift for my Dad. I gave him my copy of Jeff Shaara's A Blaze of Glory and two catcus plants that Lisa put in a wicker gift basket and packaged beautifully, finishing it off with a bow. Naturally, the first thing my Dad did was stumble and overturn the plants, ruining the effect! LOL (no matter; he loved them).

(Lisa bought me a 14" cookie to celebrate the day, and I'm proud to say I only enjoyed two pieces and left the rest for the kids.)

For much of the day the holiday was spent as it should be, sans kids. As I wrote on Facebook:


I have successfully rid myself of all but one kid and I aim to keep it that way as long as I can. The best Father's Day gift you can give a father of four young'ins? Keeping them the bleep outta my hair before I lose what little is left of it. :)

For lunch Lis and I went alone to La Salsa, a restaurant that opened for business only the night before, although another location has been in business for years.




 The food was cheap, great tasting, and plentiful. The fajitas I ordered filled me up halfway into the order, and wound up being my dinner too.  It's within walking distance of our home, which is another plus.

Then it was time for a true rarity, a short but wonderful nap.

I ran to Home Depot for some items for LuLu's room re-do, then spent much of the next three hours enjoying my long-awaited gift, a brand new lawnmower Lisa had had on lawaway since April! Whoo-hoo!



What the hey - a beauty like this deserves two pics!



Or even three!



As I was putting the mower together LuLu returned home, which was a bit annoying (see the FB post above), but turned out to to be a blessing as she was pretty darn adapt at helping me assemble it. We then walked to the gas station while YaYa prepped the yard, but as we were filling the gas can we noticed a big crack on the bottom. Luckily the attendant loaned me a spare can and so the mowing commenced . .




'Twas a thing of beauty, it was. While I was cutting the lawn YaYa commenced to trimming with our brand-new trimmer



but sadly, that didn't go as well. Oh, the trimming got done, but the shield you see attached in the picture broke off a few minutes later, 20 minutes after being unboxed. Back to the store tomorrow!

So the lawn got mowed and trimmed, I took out the edger and did the backyard, and then pruned the so-called "Bonsai" bushes in front of the house. At about that time my neighbor Glen came home and asked if he could see "the new baby".

Basking in my manhood I showed him the new beauty. He marveled at it, and I offered to let him borrow it (he had loaned me his while we were waiting for the lawaway). "No, I couldn't, " he said. "Using this and then going back to mine, man, it would only make me cry."

Darn tootin'

After all that I was exhausted but rounded up the family, got them off to bed, then showered and hunkered down for a night with Lisa only to discover she wasn't feeling well and went to bed by 8:30. So it was on to Blogger, and, shortly, either a good book or a cheesy movie.

Best. Fathers Day. To. Date.

I hope all the Father's out there can say the same! We deserve it!

Happy Father's Day

Happy Fathers Day everyone. I have successfully rid myself of all but one kid and I aim to keep it that way as long as I can. The best Father's Day gift you can give a father of four young'ins? Keeping them the  heck outta my hair before I lose what little is left of it. :)

Boom

Yanks win 8th straight with a great 14 inning win. Yanks now 39-25 on the year. Boom baby.

When FDR Died

When FDR Died is a 1961 book by Bernard Asbell that chronicles the events of April 12, 1945, the day FDR died while vacationing in Warm Springs, Georgia.

I've owned the book for close to 20 years now, so I'm happy I finally got off my duff and crossed this off my 'to be read' list. It's a very readable, very informal account of the day and the events culminating in his funeral, and I certainly learned a lot. For starters, I always assumed he died in the White House, and I never could have guessed at the extent of the public mourning for the man.

Regarding that mourning . . . well it strikes me as over the top, even creepy. Sharecroppers literally prostrating themselves before his funeral train. A Madison factory going on strike because the owner wouldn't fly a US flag in mourning during a rainstorm. Newspapers refusing all commercial advertising. Stores closed. Concerts cancelled. The public warned that the expected run on mourning clothes could cripple the wartime cotton industry. People of all ages falling to their knees and weeping to the heavens.

I was born 29 years after his death, so I can't begin to put myself in the shoes of your Average Joe of the day, but it seems so excessive. I can understand it for Lincoln, a man murdered by a vengeful enemy in the hour of his triumph, or Kennedy, a young icon struck down in his prime. But for a frail, sickly man who had propped himself up as President for Life? No. It's very nearly blasphemous.  He was a man, not a diety.

I'm sure it's a generational gap. But I'm equally certain my opinion was shared by contemporaries of the event, and that the love affair was not quite so universal as advertised. Said William C Murphy, Jr, later an RNC publicity director but at the time a beat reporter on the funeral train "You guys will be coming back as soon as the old man is buried, but not me. I'm going to sit by his grave for three days and see if he . . . rises."

A worthwhile, detailed look at a watershed moment for the Greatest Generation.

Grade: A -

Boook #44 of the year

Biblical Archaeology Review

I recently subscribed to Biblical Archaeology Review (BAR) and enjoy reading it cover to cover, even if some of it is waaaay over my head. However, I will say it seems like anything authored by the editor himself is below BAR standard. For instance, on the issue of the "James, Brother of Jesus" ossuary, the guy's got a vested interest in it being legit, so a cover piece he wrote about it is as objective and professional as campaign literature. Still, this month's two page illustration of the Bubatite Portal's Sheshonq relief is worth the price of a subscription all by its lonesome. Anybody else read BAR?

The Lowest Tip Ever

I took the family (minus YaYa) to Hector's on Delaware for dinner. The food was good but overpriced, and the service was awful. We waited forever for drinks, were served in slip-shod fashion, and the waitress was argumentative and rude. Fair enough. I hope she enjoyed her 95 cent tip on a table of five.

Flag Day!

Happy Flag Day. Fly the Stars and Stripes today folks! Indy legend Michael Andretti will be @ the Bay View Piggly Wiggly from 3 -5 today. While you're there, stop in the floral department for great Father's Day ideas!

Quote of the Day

Two quotes of the day. The first: LuLu asked me to get her past a puzzle on a video game she was playing on the Nook. I took it from her, whipped through it in under 30 seconds, and handed it back. She was amazed and wouldn't stop talking about it. Later I told Lisa how annoying it is when your kid seems awestruck that you're smart enough to finish a kids puzzle. "You think that's bad?," she said. "At least they think you have a brain. You know what Smiley said to me? He said "Mom I 'ave a question", then said "ne'ermind, it a hard one" and went and asked you." :( 2nd quote of the day: Lisa: "Why don't you just come to bed? It's ten o'clock. I know you're tired." Me: "No way. I go to bed and the next thing I know it's morning and I have to go to work. The longer I stay up, the longer it is before the start of another workday." Lisa (after a moment of silence): "Whatever. For a smart guy you have a lot of awfully dumb ideas."

Maybe you can provide the answer . . .

Ok, World Wide Web, I need your help.

As a youngster I watched a WWII movie that's stuck in my head for thirty years. Unfortunately, the title was less memorable, and I've been unable to ID the movie to this day. Maybe you can help change that.

Here's what I know:

1. I watched it with my Grandpa, who died in 1983. I would place the viewing as somewhere between 1981 and '83. 


2. We watched it on the "Late Late Show" on CBS (6) in Milwaukee late one Saturday evening.


3. If it was on broadcast TV then, I can't imagine it being made any earlier than 1980 (and that's a stretch). 


4. I remember it being in color. For a second tier WWII flick, I'd say that dates it to no earlier than 1960. 

So we have a twenty year window, 1960-'80.

The plot:

a. A U.S. Army company is ambushed and destroyed in Europe by a German armoured force. I remember the German's broadcasting "Is anyone alive?" to the shattered group, searching for prisoners. 


b. a small number of Americans (seven?) escape and try to return to their own lines. 


c. one by one, over the course of the film, they are separated and picked off


d. one GI is captured. When the Germans take the pic of his wife from his wallet and toss it in the mud her frantically dives to the ground to retrieve it, ignoring their screams to stop. They shoot him dead on the spot. 


e. one of the last remaining characters is killed at the conclusion of the movie with a shot to the throat.


Any ideas folks?

Today at Piggly Wiggly

Indy legend Michael Andretti will be @ the Bay View Piggly Wiggly from 3 -5 today. While you're there, stop in the floral department for great Father's Day ideas!

A-Rod by the Numbers

Alex Rodriguez's historic home run yesterday traveled 389 feet, leaving the bat at a whomping 118.4 miles per hour, at an elevation angle of 18.9 degrees, a horizon angle of 120.0 and an apex of 46. In English? It means that statistically that was the third hardest hit baseball of the 2012 season to date.

The Grey

We just finished watching "The Grey" starring Liam Neeson. A group of oil-rig workers survive a brutal plane crash in the wilds of Alaska, only to find themselves hunted by a pack of wolves eager to eliminate the 'intruders'. I thought this was a very well done movie that takes time to develop the emotional center of the characters (no small feat given the scenario). And the ending . . . I grade this one an "A".

The newly renovated LuLu and Ginger Room (in progress)

Well, that's a cruddy shot, complete with smudge on the lens and a mess on the dresser. Oh well. My nine year old (LuLu) took it, and I doubt I could have done better at her age. I'll get better pics in the near future.

 What you're looking at is the 1st concrete step towards reclaiming our home and our lives in this, The Year of The Comeback.

With a new full time job lining my pockets with an extra $5 to spare at the end of the week, we've decided to redo the house, one bedroom at a time. First up is LuLu and Ginger's room, seen above. Last month we spray painted their old red metal bunk bed black, and a few paychecks later picked up zebra print bed sets for the girls.Yesterday, the big plunge, using the remnants of last week's check: two gallons of  paint in LuLu's favorite color of lime green (officially, Harvest Plantain), a half gallon of black to touch up the bed and for the insets on the door, a desk lamp, and light dampening, insulating widow curtains.

While I was at work today Lisa emptied the room and painted it, and when I got home we put the bed back together. There are still touch ups to be done, and the door insets. I also need to replace the closet light, better insulate the window A/C, and buy a new bolt for the bed guard on the top bunk.

Plus it wouldn't hurt for the kids to clean the room either.

Once their room is done its on to Smiley's, then YaYa's, then our own and the entryway. But before any of those, a huge expense: the replacement of our back porch, which is quite literally a safety hazard. It's falling apart, and some steps are supported solely by scrap pieces of wood anchored to the side. I'll take pics of that mess in the next few days, but the contractor has already been hired to replace it.

Progress . . . it makes you feel, what's the word? Oh yeah. Proud. 

Pulo's Pizza

We took the two youngest out for pizza at Pulo's at 1567 W Oklahoma, in the same building where my sister Chrissy once lived in an apartment upstairs. Good food, good company. Oh, and Smiley brought his favorite buddy, Ducky!

Chronicle

I just finished watching 'Chronicle' a found-footage film about a trio of teenage boys who discover . . . *something* . . . in the woods and emerge with super powers. Don't judge the movie by the trailer, or the poster. Very little of the movie is devoted to action/adventure (although the parts that are are spectacular). At its heart, it's a movie about the disintegration of a family and the failed attempt of a troubled kid to rise above his circumstances. I really liked this film. Grade: A

A Perfect Game!

Congrats to SF's Matt Cain for pitching the 22nd Perfect Game in MLB history tonight!

Daughters of Satan

Daughters of Satan is a 1972 horror film starring a young Tom Selleck, here proving he could rock a mustache in every era. He plays an art buyer stationed in Manilla who finds a 450 year old painting of 3 witches being burned at the stake. The one in the middle? Well, she just happens to be a dead ringer for his lovely young wife. 

Believe it or not, strange things happen once his wife is exposed to the painting, and before long a four century old plan for revenge is put into motion - complete with bare breasts, bondage, and a smidge of torture in the buff. 

What can I say? When the daughters of Satan make a plan, they make it easy to watch. 

It's a crud film, but not as bad as you think. The script makes an effort to be coherent, and Selleck does all he can to hold this one together. Unfortunately it is what it is, and his cast mates have presumably been paid *not* to act for the last 40 years. 

Grade: C/C-