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Joeโ€™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 heโ€™s doing this with his money he gets for Christmas, birthdays, and allowance Iโ€™m okay with that. Itโ€™s his money.

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

We visited Joeโ€™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 youโ€™re in the market for some great retro gaming pieces give Joe a look. You wonโ€™t be disappointed. Link to the store and itโ€™s information above.

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Pure Friendship

Geisel is the old man of the house but has been friends with Sam since we brought him home. He doesnโ€™t like people getting in his face but will bump noses with Sam. He actually loves the boy.

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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 weโ€™re lucky, weโ€™ll have an old pic or two.

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New Years Eve

Itโ€™s New Years Eve and weโ€™ve eaten dinner already and now weโ€™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 canโ€™t beat this remake. One of the few remakes Iโ€™ve actually ever enjoyed. The Rock and Kevin Hart are always fantastic together (see Central Intelligence).

Weโ€™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.

Iโ€™m kind of interested to see what NYC is going to do this year.

Itโ€™s been a rough year for all of us. But if youโ€™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.

Itโ€™s worth a shot.

Maybe we can get out of this.

Happy New Year.

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Christmas Eve 2020

We spent the evening with mom and dad. Just like every year. We see them every day so no worries over Covid (since thatโ€™s the first thing to come to peoples minds). We see a lot of people every day.

We had dinner and exchanged gifts and then sat,without phones, and talked for a couple of hours. And thatโ€™s what we used to do. Itโ€™s just proper sitting there with no real distractions except the kids acting goofy.

Itโ€™s nice.

Our neighbor, letโ€™s call her Ms. Betty (because thatโ€™s her name) lost her husband this year.

Mom and Dad always watched over them and on holidays when we have big meals we always took them a plate. And that tradition continues. The wife and I took the food down this time.

Sheโ€™s alone now, of course, and the we stayed and chatted with her a bit before going back to mom and dads. But I can feel her loneliness.

Itโ€™s so very sad.

I wrote that last bit because it makes me appreciate what I have. The wife, kids, mom and dad. My work, the friends I have at work and the customers I see every week.

They are all a part of my life and it makes it full.

Appreciate what you have. And if you donโ€™t have it, try to find it. Family is everything. No matter how bad it gets sometimes.

Good friends, your tribe, your gang! It doesnโ€™t have to blood. Sometimes family isnโ€™t.

Merry Christmas!

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One Of Those Days

Went to work and it was a half day I coulda split to the rest of the week.

Took my son to the doctor last week thinking he was sick and got a negative test for strep. Back today…itโ€™s strep! (At least itโ€™s not Covid. Thank God.)

I had a dental appointment that did not go as planned.

But you know what? Even on a bad day I have good things to look at.

I could not have a job.

I could not have insurance to help take care of my families medical needs.

We could be completely screwed.

But we arenโ€™t.

The thing about the bad days is that there are always good days to look ahead to. They canโ€™t all be the best day ever because then thereโ€™d never be a best day ever.

That would be a bland and boring life indeed.

Youโ€™d not know true joy. You wouldnโ€™t build any character. No experience.

And without experience, no wisdom.

So hereโ€™s to better days.

Stopped at one of my favorite places on the way in this morning.

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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.


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

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

If youโ€™ve never watched Two Sentence Horror Stories, itโ€™s on Netflix and fairly entertaining.

Iโ€™m probably a late adopter again.

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The Promised Land

Before I start, this isnโ€™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 donโ€™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 theyโ€™ll also get the first episode feel.


Whatโ€™s happeninโ€™, 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, thatโ€™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 wasnโ€™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.

Itโ€™s a tradition for our home. A weird one, maybe. But itโ€™s ours.

Now weโ€™ve passed that on to our daughter and son.

Weโ€™ve been to The End and The Beginning. Weโ€™ve been Tongue Tied and Backwards. Weโ€™ve encountered everything from Despair Squids to Pleasure Gelfs.

Donโ€™t even get us started on Polymorphs.

Weโ€™ve seen the Boys from the Dwarf get into and out of all kinds of scrapes. Weโ€™ve seen them become heroโ€™s and be the villains.

Itโ€™s a great ride.

And then we come to The Promised Land.

I wasnโ€™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.

Itโ€™s a place in your heart.

Itโ€™s a way of thinking.

It sounds a bit like home. But the building doesnโ€™t make a home, the people do.

And now weโ€™ve gone through it all. The family has seen the whole thing. Taken the entire journey.

And it was smegging fantastic.


Itโ€™s Monday.

Or will be for another couple of hours.

The daughter got straight Aโ€™s on her report card. Thatโ€™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 ainโ€™t about making extra money due to the discomfort of children. He truly cares for them. They arenโ€™t just a sickness making their way through his office.

Translate this as no Covid test without reason.

She has a double ear infection. Thatโ€™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 Iโ€™m not complaining. Iโ€™m praying for them.


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 donโ€™t care. I canโ€™t.

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

And watching.

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Iโ€™ll get up and have my coffee, get ready, and head out.

Iโ€™m going to vote first, as is my right.

Then Iโ€™m going to travel freely between there and my place of business, as is my right.

Iโ€™ll be there for several hours, performing tasks in exchange for a wage I have agreed to, as is my right.

And my employer will let me, or not, as is their right.

Then Iโ€™ll come home and enjoy the fruits of my labor, as is my…well, I think youโ€™re beginning to get the point of this.

No matter what happens tomorrow we all need to be on the same page, chapter and verse about what we are as a country.

I know it isnโ€™t going to happen but I am hopeful that some of us can see eye to eye. There are those of us who donโ€™t wish to harm another living soul. To just live peacefully and enjoy what weโ€™ve worked for. Some of us will even help out folk from time to time if we feel itโ€™s necessary. And if itโ€™s welcome.

Be peaceful. Be kind. Be decent.


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