We’ve been catching up on NCIS and I’ve become fond of the character Jimmy Palmer, the medical examiner portrayed by Brian Dietzen on the show.

He’s a great actor and I wondered what else he’d been in as I’m sure I’ve seen him in other stuff before.

Searching brought me here:

Not much of one tonight but…

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August 1, 2019

8/1 is our wedding anniversary. For the last couple of years we’ve taken off by ourselves (read grandparents gotta grandparent) to the mountains of NC and TN.

And that didn’t happen this year.

It makes her happy, that weekend.

I went to go back. Maybe we will this year.

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In Between Days

Today wasn’t great.

Today wasn’t bad.

Today was one of those days where nothing was phenomenal and nothing went horribly wrong.

Today was just a regular day. One of those days you have that mark the passage of time in between the great days and the bad days.

I don’t mind days like this. Sometimes boring and unremarkable is just the thing.

You notice more on these days.

This song is completely unrelated except for title. It also happens to be my favorite band.

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The very best thing about working a project by myself is just that.

I am alone.

I don’t have to watch anyone.

I don’t have to make sure the job is getting done. I know the job is getting done.

I like it.

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The Legend of Green Hand Bridge

Another old post from an older blog of mine. (Read lazy.)

The following is an excerpt from a local newspaper, The Lancaster News.

This story was written by Gregory A. Summers

Credit where credit is due, Seegars

The portion of Old Lansford Road between S.C. 9 business and Memorial Park Road is nothing more than an overgrown and under-used eyesore now.

But 100 years ago, the deserted stretch was one of the county’s busiest and most vibrant thoroughfares.

Although it’s now abandoned, the one-lane trestle that crosses Cane Creek has become affectionately known in local folklore as β€œGreen Hand Bridge.”

Two Lancaster County men, who wished to remain anonymous, shared this version of β€œThe Legend of Green Hand Bridge” with The Lancaster News in October 1988.

Here’s their story: β€œOne night, me and some of my friends were coming across here (Old Landsford Road) and we saw him walking on the bank over there,” the man said, as he motioned to an area on the left side of the creek.

β€œRight there’s where I saw it,” the other man said, pointing to the water below the bridge.β€œIt was green and coming out of the water. Nothing but the hand.”Local storytellers say the creek that flows beneath the bridge was once the sight of a fierce American Revolution skirmish. During the course of the struggle, a British soldier’s hand was ripped from his arm by a saber and fell into the murky waters below the bridge.And sometimes on nights of good visibility, his wandering spirit can be seen combing the edge of the stream in search of his missing appendage and his sword.

A strange place during the day. I went as far as I could into the woods on this little one lane dirt road until a fallen tree blocked our path. I left the wife and daughter at the truck and went ahead on foot.

There is a wide open path to the site. The bridge is definitely in disrepair but, as has been stated, the county doesn’t keep it up anymore. I got a feeling of being watched while I was here, but I wasn’t spooked. No big scary during the daytime. There are some really interesting old bridges around here that are basically just lost to nature. I really suggest that you visit them if you have the chance. There is a strange feeling in it for you, finding modern architecture just being taken back over by nature.

Just because I love a good ghost story.

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Joe’s Classic Video Games

Sam is a video game fanatic and he has decided that he wants to collect some of the older consoles and pieces.

As long as he’s doing this with his money he gets for Christmas, birthdays, and allowance I’m okay with that. It’s his money.

As close to heaven as he needs to be at the moment.

We visited Joe’s Classic Video Games in Rock Hill, SC today. I have to say, very neat store.

The store has lots of free to play free standing old school arcade games.

The gentleman running the store, who I assume is Joe, was extremely friendly. He talked with Sam just like an adult and made him feel important. This was after all his deal, I was just the transport.

The one thing Sam was looking for was a Nintendo 64. The price was very reasonable and we walked out of the store with a lot more than we bargained for, but again, his money not mine.

His new precious.
To the victor go the spoils, I guess.

If you’re in the market for some great retro gaming pieces give Joe a look. You won’t be disappointed. Link to the store and it’s information above.

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Tell Me Something Great About Your Day

A friend got some great news today in a couple of things and I cannot be happier for her. Truly.

Sometimes you humble people without knowing you have.

A snippet of the conversation. I hope she doesn’t mind.

Typical β€œblah work blah I have it so bad” response. But she made me think immediately. My daily life is usually where I get stuff for this blog from so (deep breath)…

I’m alive. I’m breathing.

I’m working and providing for my family.

I have a great, loving wife who I could not do what I do without. Someone I cannot do without.

I’ve got two great kids. They make great grades. They’re decent, compassionate people. They got all of their mothers good qualities and the few good qualities I have to give.

I live free in a great country and I can appreciate this because I’ve lived for short times in countries that aren’t free and not that great.

I have friends that I can call on who will actually come to help.

I have some friends that will actually come and stand back to back with me and physically fight any who come against me.

I am blessed beyond measure.

And I don’t appreciate that enough.

The few small troubles I do have are nothing compared to the life I have.

And that’s what’s great about my day.

All day. Every day.

Thanks, C. I need to be reminded sometimes.

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Since Covid took over our lives and we’ve been frozen in our regular habits I haven’t been able to do something.


We usually don’t take them because we have short hours and we want to do our work and leave the stores. That’s when we are working alone.

Whenever I have the whole team together at one location on special projects I make it a point to take lunch. It’s not anything like a team building exercise or anything work related.

We’re more than coworkers. It does help with the workflow. But the fact that we enjoy each other’s company, have fun, and can sit and eat a meal together makes it so much easier on us as a team that is forced together because of work.

They’re like my daughters.

I say this because I’m twenty two years senior to the oldest one.

One of them I haven’t been able to sit down and eat lunch with since she was hired six months ago. Usually it happens first day but…covid.

We need to do this more often. It’s enjoyable.

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