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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.

That’s it. That’s the post.


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.

That’s it. That’s the post.


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.


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.

That’s it. That’s the post.



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.

That’s it. That’s the post.


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.

That’s it. That’s the post.


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.


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.


L̶a̶z̶y̶ ̶P̶o̶s̶t̶ Cades Cove, TN

Tired. Feeling lazy. Nothing to write about.

Here’s a pic from Cades Cove in the mountains of Tennessee.

Cades Cove is a very interesting place. The wife and I are always drawn back there.

From the National Parks website:

Cades Cove is a broad, verdant valley surrounded by mountains and is one of the most popular destinations in the Great Smokies. It offers some of the best opportunities for wildlife viewing in the park. Large numbers of white-tailed deer are frequently seen, and sightings of black bear, coyote, ground hog, turkey, raccoon, skunk, and other animals are also possible.

The valley has a rich history. For hundreds of years Cherokee Indians hunted in Cades Cove but archeologists have found no evidence of major settlements. The first Europeans settled in the cove sometime between 1818 and 1821. By 1830 the population of the area had already swelled to 271. Cades Cove offers the widest variety of historic buildings of any area in the national park. Scattered along the loop road are three churches, a working grist mill, barns, log houses, and many other faithfully restored eighteenth and nineteenth century structures. Pick up the self-guiding tour booklet available at the entrance to the loop road for information about the buildings you’ll see in the cove and the people who lived here.

Well, I done messed up and made more of a post than I meant to.



Watching CBSs EVIL on Netflix. It’s very good. Interesting.

We finished watching Elementary last night. The show had some great heart string pulling moments between Miller and Liu. We became tied to the show because of the back and forth between them and to us the payoff from that relationship made it well worth watching.

But then, I’ve been a Johnny Lee Miller fan since Hackers.

  • Sherlock Holmes : Look. I’ve never felt any pressure from you that I co-parent. But, your idea that I take *no* responsibility for raising your child is naïve. It’s not that I think you’re incapable of raising a child on your own. Of course you are. But, short of us dissolving our partnership, I’m not capable of not being involved. No-no, not as a child’s father, but as its mother’s friend.
  • [Deeply sincere and with great regard]
  • I mean, I’d lay down my life for you. So, if you succeed in adopting a child, I’d lay down my life for him or her’s. It’s as simple as that.
  • Dr. Joan Watson : Have you thought about what you wanna be called by my kid? I mean, assuming… I get one.[At his surprised silence]
  • Dr. Joan Watson : I was thinking… Uncle Sherlock.
  • Sherlock Holmes : Yeah, well, I’ve been called worse. I’d also settle for Detective.
  • Dr. Joan Watson : My child is not calling you *Detective*.
  • Sherlock Holmes : [Shrugging, but obviusly touched] Well, Uncle Detective, then.

That scene got an “awwwww” from me and the wife. And the show is full of them.

Both characters change each other over the course of the series.

He makes her a detective and a more critical thinker.

She makes him human.

And now we have to find something else to watch.

The end of a favorite series is like the death of someone close.


Now Leaving Sunnydale

We’ve done a rewatch of Buffy The Vampire Slayer with the kids here over the last couple of months. We didn’t get in a hurry and usually would watch one episode a night. We also watched Angel and crossed back and forth between the two shows as we followed a list (Buffy and Angel Episode Viewing Order) which is apparently how Whedon meant for them to be viewed.

Out of it all comes great entertainment, family time, something to discuss that we all have in common and the irritatingly funny bits I connect to other tv universes just to irritate my daughter. I’ve connected Supernatural, SHIELD, etc. my favorite is connecting Supernatural because she’s a HUGE Supernatural fan.

We also see that even the worst villain can become a champion if he’s allowed to become so. And that even people who literally have demons inside them can become heroes or heroines.

I guess what I’m saying is that there’s good in everyone. Just like there’s bad in everyone. It’s all what you do with what you have and making the choices that life presents you.

And the commitment of a group of friends that always (mostly) has your back. What a small group of determined individuals can do if they’re on the side of good. Also important.

Teaching children to ally themselves with good people is never a waste of anyone’s time.

Also, it’s scripted, so there’s that. But examples are made and questions are asked and answered as we watch.

Good role models and heroes are important.

There’s no going back.

There’s a reboot coming and I don’t care for the idea.

It’s a story that has already been told. Maybe if it were set somewhere else with a different character, I may watch. But the whole progressive movement of Buffy should be a woman of color doesn’t sit with me.

New stories should be told. This isn’t making it your own. To do so means you’ll always be compared to the original. And the original burned the place down and salted the earth.

You can never go home again.Thomas Wolfe

Now to finish the last season of Angel.


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