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The Perils of Podcasting (or trying to)

We are experiencing technical difficulties.

Rather than spending so much time in editing we are trying to use the equipment weโ€™ve had a few years, a mixer and real mics.

Iโ€™ve been working that most of the afternoon and I have to be up at 3AM for a project for work at 5AM. Thereโ€™s an hour an twenty minute drive between here and there. You can see my lack of time this weekend.

So during this week we are going to pull a decent show together (on paper) and give this a real go next weekend.

But Sam said we canโ€™t disappoint both of our fans so here you go:

No Show This Week

Weโ€™ll call that episode 3.75.

Thanks for reading and listening.

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Ferris Buellerโ€™s Day Off

Tonight we continued the childrenโ€™s cinematic education with Ferris Buellerโ€™s Day Off.

The movies of my day (yea, this is very much within the timeline) rated as PG-13 prove one thing, we were not sheltered from language and innuendo like kids are today.

PG-13 from 1986 would probably be a hard R today if you threw in a bare breast.

Personally, I think that the John Hughes movies of the 80s are masterpieces. Gen X can quote them line for line. It might even be a better proof of age for most anything in place of ID.

Cashier: Can I see your ID?

Customer: Oh, he’s very popular Ed. The sportos, the motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, wastoids, dweebies, dickheads – they all adore him. They think he’s a righteous dude.

They donโ€™t and wonโ€™t make movies like this anymore. Their day has come and gone. Often replicated, never duplicated comes to mind.

At least we have the historical archives.

Which reminds me, grab those hard copies while you can.

The sheriff is near.

Wink wink, nudge nudge.

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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 doesnโ€™t mind.

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

Iโ€™m alive. Iโ€™m breathing.

Iโ€™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.

Iโ€™ve got two great kids. They make great grades. Theyโ€™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 Iโ€™ve lived for short times in countries that arenโ€™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 donโ€™t appreciate that enough.

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

And thatโ€™s whatโ€™s great about my day.

All day. Every day.

Thanks, C. I need to be reminded sometimes.

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This Is Different

Any other time I walk in my sons room and he has a set of headphones on his head talking to his friends (you have friends?!) plugging away at Fortnite.

Tonight I walked in to this…

Yes. Weโ€™ve pulled out the Legos.

I am pleased. On his own he has decided on something at least creative.

So Mario in Lego. Interesting.

Paused for the evening. Artists are temperamental.

In search of blocks and running low on colors and shapes the artiste has taken a break for the evening.

I like this.

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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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