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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.


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.

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22 Hours

It would seem that being up twenty two hours straight and only getting five hours of sleep (I just can’t sleep during the day) will stop you from doing something you want to do, like writing a decent post.

That is exactly where I find myself tonight. I am groggy.

I’m still up because I wanted to spend time with the wife, so we’re watching The Sinner on Netflix. Interesting series.

Season 2. We binged the first season earlier this week.

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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.

SeegarsInSC with Scott and Sam on Apple Podcasts

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.

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The Locks Of Lake Murray

I’m lazy tonight so I’m recycling an old post from and old blog.

The wife and I had a rare opportunity to go wander together today, just me and her. My Mom and Dad did the grandparent thing and we went out to do some hobby stuff.

We went to Lake Murray just outside Irmo, SC.

We had made it about halfway down the dam when my phone started to lose power to the point where we needed to head back to the car. It was lunchtime anyway, and I needed to run by Best Buy and see about a new camera. I’ve gotten to where I don’t want to lug around the Nikon on geocaching and Munzee outings unless I am sure I am going somewhere strange or historical, too much weight (I’m fat and lazy) and the little pocket camera we bought when Sam was born is starting to die on me.  I found a decent little Sony (16 Megapixels for $89) and we headed back to the dam.

When we started back across the bridge there was a protective fence and I started to notice these…

Locks. All over this fence. I don’t know who put them there and at the time I didn’t know why. Not upon first glance. Then I started to see the messages.

They were there to mark prayers, good thoughts, well wishes.

Some were sadder. Remembrances.

All of them mean something to someone and I can’t help but think that someday, some bureaucrat will think that these little memorials are an eyesore. They won’t get the feeling that I got out of it today and they’ll want them taken down. They’ll call it graffiti, damage to public property, whatever it takes to remove a monument to love, tragedy, and loss.

So I brought those that were there today home and I am sharing them with you, in pictures. (I didn’t actually take them, just to be clear. You know how some folk are so literal.) So that they’ll be safe, somewhere.

As I write this I can’t help but think, where are the keys? Do they keep them? Maybe on a necklace so it’s with them all the time. Or do they lock these locks and then say their prayer and drop the key through the fence into the water? I think that’s what I’d do.

I think that’s what I will do. When we go back.

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Cades Cove Churches

This is a pic of the inside of one of the churches at Cades Cove. It’s one of the reason I go there. The other reason being she makes me go there.

I grumble because it’s quite a drive just to get to the place. Then the lines and traffic.

But this kinda makes it worth it.

That and seeing her smile just because she’s there, with me.

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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.

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The Professor and…😞

Dawn Wells passed away today and for some of us our first crush is gone.

Dawn played the part of Mary Ann Summers on Gilligan’s Island for the series entire run. She returned for the movies and I’ve watched her in other stuff, but she’ll always be Mary Ann to many of us.

Dawn Wells

You see, you have two choices. You’re with Team Mary Ann or Team Ginger.

Ginger is that gal that’s gonna be A LOT of work. She’s going to need a fancy car, big parties, clothes and all the things money can buy.

Mary Ann is happy at home with you. No matter how broke you are. She’s good to go.

I married a Mary Ann. Both figuratively and literally.

I think the Mary Ann/Ginger divide may have actually put a lot of us on the right path in the pursuit of real women in our lives.

Women who are comfortable in their own skin, basic and natural. Fierce in the protection of their families, loves and way of life.

Not wanting for anything and making everything. Building life instead of buying it.

I’m thankful for that.

RIP Dawn Wells.

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I went shopping today to pick up a few more gifts for Christmas. Tonight I wrapped the presents for my wife and as I did so I had this thought.

Well wrapped presents are to women what lingerie is to men. And neither of us really understands the other on this point.

I came to this conclusion whilst wrestling with wrapping paper, scissors, and tape in the garage. A sincere effort was made.

I get better each year.

Now, if I wrap lingerie for her in this frame of mind would that be some sort of inception? Would it play over and over?

You think on that, I’m going to bed.

Also, thank you for reading the utter crap that I write down. Or not. I’m doing this for my own mental health.

No one said it was good health.

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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 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.

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