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I’m With The Band

I’ve just spent the better part of the afternoon/evening recording my daughter (and soon to be sons) marching band.

They had their spring concert tonight.

My daughter has been with the band for the last five years. My son has decided, after much research and sensible thinking, that sports are not for him. No, band seems much safer.

Until tonight when he was helping load the trailer and took a spill. Some hard road rash. There’s danger in everything if you’re unlucky enough.

Ouch.

But he’ll be okay.

For now we’re looking at an exciting future of band stuff. It ain’t all fun. There’s a lot of hard work ahead.

But he’s up to it, just like his sister was.

Marching band has been one of the best things my daughter ever got into. It built her confidence and it has given her strength. And it has given her a family outside of family.

First time.

He even got to take the stage with the band tonight to help out. It was kind of an initiation. Tryouts are next month. We shall see.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Old Pic

This was an old toy flashlight of my daughters. For years I had it sitting on top of the light on my work bench in the garage. It was a reminder of when she was little, I suppose.

One day it fell and smashed to bits.

We lose things along the way and only have memories of them to hold onto.

If we’re lucky, we’ll have an old pic or two.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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New Years Eve

It’s New Years Eve and we’ve eaten dinner already and now we’re sitting here, as a family, watching Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle, again.

The original Jumanji is a classic but I think as far as comedy you can’t beat this remake. One of the few remakes I’ve actually ever enjoyed. The Rock and Kevin Hart are always fantastic together (see Central Intelligence).

We’ll finish this up and then go our separate ways (them to their rooms, the wife and I in the living room) until about 11:30 tonight.

I’m kind of interested to see what NYC is going to do this year.

It’s been a rough year for all of us. But if you’re reading this and still alive, it can get better.

At midnight tonight after your first kiss of the year with your loved one, or whatever, please step outside and join me in screaming JUMANJI at the top of your lungs.

It’s worth a shot.

Maybe we can get out of this.

Happy New Year.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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I Took The Kids

Shopping. I took the kids shopping today.

Mom has to get her CEUs in and needed a quiet house.

#REBELS

So we went out in search of Christmas presents for mom and to pick up the elder child’s glasses that came in yesterday.

Fun day. Tiring day. I almost forgot to post tonight.


If you’ve never watched Two Sentence Horror Stories, it’s on Netflix and fairly entertaining.

I’m probably a late adopter again.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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The Promised Land

Before I start, this isn’t a religious post or a post about freedom and liberty.

No. This is about a journey and the things that happened along the way. A journey to get to a place we were at the whole time.


Several decades ago, a writing team came up with an idea for a comedy/SciFi show for British television. I don’t know all the particulars but the first thing I saw was this.

This is from the episode Tongue Tied and is a better filmed image than the first episode. But fans will nitpick and they’ll also get the first episode feel.

Then…

What’s happenin’, dudes?

This is an SOS distress call from the mining ship Red Dwarf. The crew are dead, killed by a radiation leak. The only survivors are Dave Lister, who was in suspended animation during the disaster, and his pregnant cat, who was safely sealed in the hold. Revived three million years later, Lister’s only companions are a life form who evolved from his cat, and Arnold Rimmer, a hologram simulation of one of the dead crew. I am Holly, the ship’s computer, with an IQ of 6000, the same IQ as 6000 PE teachers.”

The wife and I had moved to a new apartment on a Saturday. No cable until the following Monday. So I rigged up a make shift antenna on the TV (tube TV, that’s how far back the story goes) and all we could get was PBS.

And that was okay. Back then, PBS had some fairly entertaining stuff on Saturday nights.

The first thing that came up was Red Dwarf.

Every Saturday night we got to catch an episode or two. Right from the first episode.

And we were hooked.

The next three times we moved the series would start over again. It was like a good luck charm. And we would watch it all over, again.

Then we moved to our house here and it wasn’t on PBS anymore. So that Saturday morning we went out looking for the DVDs and found them.

And that first Saturday night we watched the first series.

It’s a tradition for our home. A weird one, maybe. But it’s ours.

Now we’ve passed that on to our daughter and son.


We’ve been to The End and The Beginning. We’ve been Tongue Tied and Backwards. We’ve encountered everything from Despair Squids to Pleasure Gelfs.

Don’t even get us started on Polymorphs.

We’ve seen the Boys from the Dwarf get into and out of all kinds of scrapes. We’ve seen them become hero’s and be the villains.

It’s a great ride.


And then we come to The Promised Land.

I wasn’t going in with high hopes for a feature length episode. I was thinking that might be pushing it for this show.

I was surprised. It was something I would have paid for at a theater. And I wish I could have seen it all on the big screen.


So here we are, at journeys end and we find out:

The Promised Land is not a planet.

It’s a place in your heart.

It’s a way of thinking.


It sounds a bit like home. But the building doesn’t make a home, the people do.


And now we’ve gone through it all. The family has seen the whole thing. Taken the entire journey.

And it was smegging fantastic.

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It’s Monday.

Or will be for another couple of hours.

The daughter got straight A’s on her report card. That’s the good.

She also needed to go to the doctor today so the wife took her to our family pediatrician who will see our children well into their teen years.

The doc ain’t about making extra money due to the discomfort of children. He truly cares for them. They aren’t just a sickness making their way through his office.

Translate this as no Covid test without reason.

She has a double ear infection. That’s the bad.

Meds prescribed. Problem will be taken care of. All sorted.

And me? I went to work. I worked. And for my trouble I broke my glasses.

My troubles are minuscule compared to what some of my friends are going through.

One dealing with a major illness.

One dealing with Covid.

Others dealing with deaths in the family.

No. I have no problems compared to them.

So I’m not complaining. I’m praying for them.

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I received a thing in the mail today. A morale patch for my everyday bag.

People on both sides might assign me this title after something I posted today. I don’t care. I can’t.

These are rough times politically in the United States. Everyone wants power. The people seem to have none. I’m worried. But life does have to go on. So I’m doing my thing. Making the best of it.

And watching.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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NCHS SILVER KNIGHTS

This morning we attended the Kershaw County High Schools Marching Band Exhibition.

With everything going on what with Covid and all there, sadly, won’t be any competitions this year.

Lugoff Elgin High School kindly hosted this exhibition for the other bands and so that the parents could at least see the hard work the students are putting in.

My daughter is in the band (hey Logan!) and her brother and I kind of miss the competitions. I like seeing who they’re up against as well.

All the bands did great today but I don’t have the bandwidth to sit on all day and upload all the performances.

I know. I’m partial to the Silver Knights. But hey, I’m with the band.

At least, for a change, this is something dealing with NCHS and what they’re doing while away from home instead of the demolition.

The football team isn’t too shabby this year either as Andrew Jackson and Buford High Schools can tell you.

Banished from the Castle the Knights will fight their way back home.

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The Power’s Back…

And not a minute too soon.

I had to finish up something.

Something important.

My daughters birthday is tomorrow and I’m making her something she’ll like.

He went insane picking a skeletons nose.

This would have been done right after work but with the power out there was no way, I was up at 3:30 this morning to go to work and, shortly, I’ll probably pass out.

I’m not even going to proofread this post. This might be all gibberish.

Of course, I could be standing in front of a mirror in an insane asylum somewhere just screaming “BLOG. BLOG. BLOG.” at a mirror.

What do I know?

But this is my reality.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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