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What Could Have Been…

At one time this blog was going to be Tales of the Old Monkey, which was a play on ABC’s Tales of the Gold Monkey from back in the 80s (a short lived tv show).

The monkey in question was a toy flashlight my daughter had when she was younger that stood watch over my tool bench. Occasionally the old battery would give just enough juice to make it chatter. I loved it.

One day it fell and busted and I haven’t found another.

Maybe some day.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Band Stuff

πš†πšŽ 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 πš—πšŽπš πšœ πšŠπš—πš 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 πš‹πšŠπš πš—πšŽπš πšœ.

πšƒπš‘πšŽ 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 πš—πšŽπš πšœ πš’πšœ πšπš‘πšŽπš’ πš‹πš˜πšπš‘ πš–πšŠπšπšŽ πšπš‘πšŽ πš•πš’πšœπš. πšƒπš‘πšŽπš’β€™πš›πšŽ πš‹πš˜πšπš‘ πš’πš— πšπš‘πšŽ πš‘πš’πšπš‘ πšœπšŒπš‘πš˜πš˜πš• πš–πšŠπš›πšŒπš‘πš’πš—πš πš‹πšŠπš—πš.

πšƒπš‘πš’πšœ πš πš’πš•πš• πš‹πšŽ πš‘πšŽπš› πšπš˜πšžπš›πšπš‘ πš’πšŽπšŠπš›, πšπš‘πš’πšœ πš’πšŽπšŠπš› 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 πš“πšžπš—πš’πš˜πš›. π™°πš—πš πšœπš‘πšŽ πš‘πšŠπšœ πšπš˜πš—πšŽ πš—πš˜πšπš‘πš’πš—πš πš‹πšžπš πšŽπš‘πšŒπšŽπš• πš’πš— πšπš‘πš’πšœ. π™»πš˜πšπšœ 𝚘𝚏 πš‘πšŠπš›πš πš πš˜πš›πš”, πš•πš˜πšπšœ 𝚘𝚏 πš›πšŽπš πšŠπš›πš. π™Έπšβ€™πšœ πš‘πšŽπš› πšπš‘πš’πš—πš.

πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™΄πš•πšπšŽπšœπš

πšƒπš‘πš’πšœ πš πš’πš•πš• πš‹πšŽ πš‘πš’πšœ πšπš’πš›πšœπš πš’πšŽπšŠπš›, πšŽπš—πšπšŽπš›πš’πš—πš πšπš‘πšŽ πšœπš’πš‘πšπš‘ πšπš›πšŠπšπšŽ.

πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™»πš’πšπšπš•πšŽπšœπš

π™Έπš πš–πšŠπš”πšŽπšœ πš‘πš’πš– πšπš‘πšŽ π™»πš’πšπšπš•πšŽπšœπš π™Ίπš—πš’πšπš‘πš. π™°πš—πš πš–πšŠπš’πš‹πšŽ πšπš‘πšŽ πš’πš˜πšžπš—πšπšŽπšœπš πšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πš’πš—πšŸπš’πšπšŽπš πš’πš—. π™ΌπšŠπš’πš‹πšŽ.

π™Έβ€™πš– πšŸπšŽπš›πš’ πš™πš›πš˜πšžπš 𝚘𝚏 πšπš‘πšŽπš– πš‹πš˜πšπš‘.


π™°πš—πš πš—πš˜πš  πšπš‘πšŽ πš‹πšŠπš πš—πšŽπš πšœ. πšƒπš‘πšŽπš’β€™πš›πšŽ πšπš˜πš’πš—πš 𝚝𝚘 πšπš›πšŠπš πš–πšŽ, πš”πš’πšŒπš”πš’πš—πš πšŠπš—πš πšœπšŒπš›πšŽπšŠπš–πš’πš—πš, πš πš’πšπš‘ πšπš‘πšŽπš–.

π™Έβ€™πšŸπšŽ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš— πšπš‘πšŽ πšžπš—πš˜πšπšπš’πšŒπš’πšŠπš• πš™πš‘πš˜πšπš˜πšπš›πšŠπš™πš‘πšŽπš› πšπš˜πš› 𝚊 πš‹πš’πš. 𝙸 πšŸπš’πšπšŽπš˜ πšŒπš˜πš–πš™πšŽπšπš’πšπš’πš˜πš—πšœ. π™Έπšβ€™πšœ πš–πš’ πš‘πš˜πš‹πš‹πš’, πšπš‘πšŽ πšŸπš’πšπšŽπš˜ πšŠπš—πš πš™πš‘πš˜πšπš˜πšπš›πšŠπš™πš‘πš’ πš™πšŠπš›πš. π™·πšŽπš›πšŽ πš’ πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ πšŒπšŠπš™πšπš’πšŸπšŽ πšœπšžπš‹πš“πšŽπšŒπšπšœ. πšƒπš‘πš’πšœ πš’πšŽπšŠπš› π™Έβ€™πš– πšπš˜πš’πš—πš 𝚝𝚘 πšŸπš˜πš•πšžπš—πšπšŽπšŽπš› πšπš˜πš› πš™πš’πš πšŒπš›πšŽπš  πšŠπš—πš πšπšŠπš”πšŽ 𝚊 πš–πš˜πš›πšŽ πšŠπšŒπšπš’πšŸπšŽ πš™πšŠπš›πš πš’πš— πšπš‘πšŽ πš‹πšŠπš—πš. π™°πš•πš• πš’πš—.

πšƒπš‘πšŽ πš πš’πšπšŽ πš’πšœ 𝚊 πš‹πšŠπš—πš πšπšŽπšŽπš” πšŠπš—πš’πš πšŠπš’. π™΄πš—πš˜πšžπšπš‘ πšœπšŠπš’πš.

H͟e͟r͟e͟ w͟e͟ β€ŠΝŸgo͟.

πšƒπš‘πšŠπšβ€™πšœ πš’πš. πšƒπš‘πšŠπšβ€™πšœ πšπš‘πšŽ πš™πš˜πšœπš.

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I’m With The Band…Indefinitely

My eldest found a love for the marching band and is entering her fourth year as a member.

She in turn has infected my youngest. I joke. I can’t blame her.

It’s her mother’s fault.

This week is marching band tryouts. He is the only fifth grader invited to tryouts. Do you see that face?

Now don’t get me wrong, he’s basically a happy kid. He’s shielded somewhat from what the world really is right now. We’re trying to shield him from it as much as possible.

But that face there is pure joy. I saw it on his sisters face when she found her place with the band.

It has been so good for her. That sense of belonging has given her confidence. It has also given her a sense of responsibility and a group to be loyal to outside of family.

And now he joins this group.

Hopefully.

Like I posted on IG:

This week works out favorable and I’m sΜΆtΜΆuΜΆcΜΆkΜΆ happy to enjoy another six years as a band parent. #northcentralsilverknights

Tryouts aren’t over.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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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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Easter and Podcast Sunday

It has been a minute since we’ve had the time to sit down and record but we’re back on the…air?

I sat down with Sam and we talked about the Road To Nowhere and some of our adventures in the mountains of NC today.

It’s short as far as podcasts though and we’re still getting out legs under us in this. Just a father and son having a good time.

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SeegarsInSC with Scott and Sam on Anchor


Today was Easter and we did our church service as a tailgate affair.

And then off to Mamaw and Papaws for lunch and the Easter egg hunting. The oldest is feeling a little too old for this but still goes for the candy. Sugar will make you forget yourself, I guess.

The boy is eleven so an Easter Egg hunt is cool by him. Besides, he’s Mamaw’s boy.

All in all a good day.


Finally getting around to Zack Snyder’s Justice League.

We started it last night and let me tell you, four hours is a long time.

But I understand. This is actually telling a story and it’s pretty great. This will move to the top of my list quickly. (I’m not done yet.)

The only offerings I’ve truly enjoyed from DC live action are (in order of appreciation):

1. Batman Begins

2. Shazam (Truly enjoyed.)

3. The Dark Knight Rises (for finishing the story)

4. Christopher Reeve Superman movies.

5. The Dark Knight

The DCAU still kicks Marvel’s butt in superior animated quality. Period.


That’s it. That’s the post.

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The Coupon

When my daughter was small she gifted me with a coupon.

Often I will put out my arms for a hug and just say β€œCoupon.” as she rolls her eyes but smiles and hugs me anyway.

This coupon also extends to her mother, although I am the original and current bearer of the coupon.

I have it hidden in a secret spot. Safe from anyone who might want to destroy it.

She’ll never find it.

I will leave it for her one day, when the inevitable happens.

Here’s hoping that’s gonna be a while.

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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The Punisher Had A Daughter

I just finished watching Run Hide Fight and I have to say that if The Daily Wire keeps turning out quality entertainment like this the culture war is on!

I’m a big Thomas Jane fan and have been before The Punisher and after watching this movie the title of this post came to mind.

Isabel May gives a fantastic performance as Zoe Hull a teenager working through the grief of losing her mother. Thomas Jane plays her father Todd (come on guys! Couldn’t you have named him Frank?!)

The plot is centered around a school shooting. Zoe is the Die Hard-ish hero of the film, but there are so many people having a hero moment in the film.

I recently (just this week) subscribed to The Daily Wire site and I’m glad I did. This is going to be money well spent along with everything else I already get, including the articles and podcasts.

This is a great alternative to Hollywood. I’m glad to be at least putting some money towards people who align with my values and who see the problems I see with our culture.

I’m listening to them talk about more movies, children’s movies, the series. And that fairly excites me. So glad to see some alternative to what we have now.

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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The Day Won’t End

I am currently making a shirt for my daughter to give as a gift.

Meet My Maker

After this I’ma sit down with a cup of coffee and watch the last episode of series ten of Taskmaster. My wife has decided that she really likes a show that I like.

That’s a win for me.

Anyway…

That’s it. That’s the post.

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