Happy Easter everyon.

I have really been enjoying all the blogs on this net. I know it has been some time since I blogged so, since tomorrow being Easter I thought I would take this media to wish all of you a very happy and blessed Easter.
And I thought I would share some memories of Easter in my youth. I know this tale will strike some of you as really odd, but trust me this is the way it was.
Of course when we awoke on Easter morning, my brother and I ( My sister was not born yet)would hunt down all the hidden dyed eggs in our house. Believe me it was always a spirited competition. We were never allowed to eat any of the eggs before church. We lived, at that time in a two story row house on Arizona Street.
After church we changed clothes and too some of our Easter Eggs out side and participated in an annual ritual. We would stand in the middle of the street an holler "Epper". This was the challenge call for a one on one battle of the eggs. If someone responded to the call we would square off. The person that answered the call would hold one of his dyed eggs tightly in his fist with just the end showing. The challenger would then take one of his eggs and crack it down on the held egg. One of the egg shells would crack, this was the looser. He had to forfeit his egg to the winner. There were all types of theories as the how to grasp the egg to ensure victory. Of course none of these meant a darn thing. It all had to do with the hardness of the shell. There were always guys that found ways of cheating so you had to check the other guys egg. One kid had a China egg and he suffered a severe trouncing when we caught him. There was always the wise guy that brought out a raw egg that would cover your hand and your egg with yoke when he came down on your egg and hand.
These thoughts came flooding back to me today as I thought of writing a blog for Easter. I hope you enjoyed my trip down memory lane.
Love.

Happy April Fools day!!!

Today is a very favorite one to me. As a youth I was prone to participate in some sort of foolishness on this special day. It has always been a fun day for me. It's not that I haven't had jokes played on me, on the contrary, I have been the but of some good pranks.
The greatest Aprils Fools prank was perpetrated by my son Tom. He knew that it was my habit to read the newspaper while I ate breakfast, even though the paper was delivered in the afternoon. I would ignore it so that I might enjoy it with breakfast. He had saved the paper for a whole year and on April 1st he replaced the real paper with the year old edition. I never caught on and read it from front to back. I really got angry that the Braves were still paying a lousy pitcher that we had dumped a long time before.
I even mentioned to Nancy that a new store was opening up in our area. She argued that that store had been there for a long time. This sort of thing went along for several days, and Tom thought I was angry with him because I never mentioned about the prank. Nancy finally showed me that I had read a year old paper. What a classic gag. You gotta love it.
This year I don't think there will be any high jinks on this day, but one never knows.
Later this afternoon I will will be participating in a fund raiser at the Gwinnett Senior center. It's called "Sit For A While". It is to raise money to fight hyperactivity in seniors. It really looks like it will be a lot of fun if we can keep all the participants awake.
That's about it for now.
Love.

Taaa Daaa!

Well yesterday I spent running around in semi-circles. While on the phone with Tom, I found the kitchen phone was cutting out. I had to stand in one spot to continue the conversation. It seems that the cord was bad right at the handset. A real quick looh made me thing the cord was molded into the handset. This made sense to me because it was a cheap phone. So, I went to Best Buys and got the shock of my life. They don't carry phones with a cord anymore. So, I bought a cordless phone that could be wall mounted. Now this seems like a reasonable solution, but the problem was that this type of phone requires an electrical supply. We have one nearby, but the cord looks messy going around a corner and across the wall. I re-examined the old phone and found that I had made a mistake and the cord to the handset was a standard cord and could be easily replaced. I walked around to the store, but had to settle for a white cord to put on the black phone. The old phone is now back where it belongs.
We decided that the new phone could replace the phone in the den. I am now programing all the frequently called numbers into it. It is a little complex. The difficult part will come when I have to show Nancy how to use this feature. (Now that will be complex.)
But the really big Taaa Daaa moment came when my car radio arrived, I put it in and it plays like a brand new one. Taaa Daaa! I am, however having some problem getting it snapped in place. I need someone with a little more strength than I posses.
Thats about it for now.
Love.

Happy St. Patrick's Day

Well here it is St. Patrick's Day and the sun is shining, who could ask for anything more. Well, I could for one. I just called about my car radio and another one is on the way. The new tracking #, for those of you who like following these things, is 1z0y58740368056419. It has gotten as far as Atlanta and should be here tomorrow or the next day.
As you know, I have gotten on Facebook. It is very interesting and I am able to hear from so many people I don't get to talk to on a regular basis. I'm having fun just stumbling around and finding things. There are still a lot of things that I don't understand and when I try them, I never know what has happened. Things like the 'Pink Ribbon' thing and the shot challenge.
Nancy & I were scheduled to visit the Aurora Theater last Sunday, but after church, she didn't feel good. I called the box office to see if we could change our date. I got the sales managers voice mail and left a message requesting the change. I didn't get a call back and on Monday, I got my usual E-Mail thanking us for attending. Of course I sent a curt reply expressing my displeasure in hearing form them. Today they called and we are scheduled to go next Sunday. All things have worked out.
I guess that's it for now.

The Sage Continues!!!

Eureka!!! The UPS truck arrived this afternoon and brought my car radio. Boy was I happy. This thing has been on a national tour with UPS. I pulled my old radio out and slapped that sucker right in the car. You guessed it, at first it worked, then when I tried to change the station I got nothing. Nada! Naught! The CD player wouldn’t even take a disk. I was not happy. The thing sounded like there was no antenna attached. I double checked all the connections but no luck.
I called the supplier and they asked me if I had the ‘code’. Of course I didn’t. She said she would check and call me back. In a little while she called back and gave me a V I N number. She says to call any Mercury dealer, give them the V I N number and they would give me the ‘code’ for that radio. I called and they passed me from the Parts department to the service department. The man there said that Mercury radios don’t need a ‘code’, they are all plug & play, only some foreign cars require a ‘code’. He said I could come in and “talk” to their radio man face to face.
I called the supplier back and told them this information and that I was not happy. They said to send the radio back and they would send me another one.
Soooo. Here I am back to square one but with some money invested in a cat and mouse game of chicken,
On a different topic, Tom went to the job bid for Captains this morning and got a firehouse that he thought would be gone by the time he got to bid. He is one happy fireman right now. Look for a blog from him, I know he will want to share the news.
I have somehow lost Tom on my Google Reader list and don’t how to get him back. Help someone.
Love.

Frustratung!!!

This is my fourth try at posting this blog. for some unknown reason, this site refuses to let me post photos pertaining to the content. So I'll just go ahead and rattle on.
First off, we went to the groundbreaking at St. John Newman's new church. It was a real good affair and we were all proud of young Jim who helped out by manning (or is it boying) a shovel along side the Bishop. To add to the grandeur, there were a whole flock of Knights there, Dennis included. There was singing, praying and sprinkling all over the place. I have some really nice pictures to show you, but this site won't let me. Sorry.
We then joined the younger Towhey family For salad and pizza in Tucker. Boy was that good stuff. Many of the family were there and a whole lot of laughs.
Then on Thursday, we went to the Capri Restaurant to celebrate Sue's birthday. I had one of the evening specials "Chicken followed by a long Italian word" that included sausage, peppers and onions. It was so good.
Thursday was also the day my radio for my car was to arrive. You guessed it, it didn't show. Friday morning I went onto the UPS web site to track it. It had traveled from Oregon to Arkansas and left there for Nashville. If you want to have some fun, Go to the UPS web site and track this # 1z7165300350277106. This is a very well traveled package.
Today we are getting ready to celebrate Dennis' birthday with dinner to include Mike, Michelle and the children.
I guess that will do it for this blog.
Love.

Every body says it... but really mean it!!!!

I know it’s been a long time since I blogged. (See I told you) I really have no excuse, other than laziness. It’s not like things haven’t been happening in my life, but every time I think about writing and that’s as far as I ever seem to get, I get the feeling that you all already know about the incident.

Like the great food at the Killian Hall breakfast brunch. I’m sure I have bored enough of you in person to then turn around and bore you on a blog.

Or, the loss of Kathleen Basile, which you all were a part of. That is one that I would have had a hard time writing about. Then Peg did such a great job on her blog that I don’t feel I could compare adequately.

Or my slip and fall on some ice when I got a cut over my left eye. That seemed like the shot heard around the world. I think everybody knew about it before I got my bloody head up off the sidewalk. As you all know, my wound has healed nicely and I am back to my old sassy self. It was really quite minor even though It bled rather profusely.

But now, I am in the middle of the big car radio fiasco. My car radio has been acting up for some time now and I decided to see about getting it fixed. I stopped at a local shop that claims to be a mobile audio repair shop and they said they said they only sell new equipment. They said the radio was a dealer only item (you know how I hate car dealers). They said if I had replacement they would install it for $45. Tom found a junk yard out his way that carried a large stock of radios. I went out there and picked up one for $100. I joked that I wondered if they installed them. The guy tells me that they don’t but they are a snap to swap out. He showed my the 4 holes in the front panel and said I should get “radio pins” at an auto parts store. On the way home I stopped and got a set of “radio pins” and you can’t believe how easy it is to get the old radio out. You insert these pins in the holes and move them outward and the radio slips right out. I got my old radio out, unplugged the 3 connectors and the antenna. The new (to me) radio, however had only 1 socket on the back. So, I returned the radio and tried several other junk yards, with the same results, no proper match. I got on the internet and found a site that is associate with junk yards all over the country and put in a request for my radio. I only got 1 response, so I ordered it. It cost a bit more, but the would ship it UPS. I have not, as yet received my radio, so I called to inquire. They claim there was “an event” with my address and gave me the tracking number. I went on line and found that it was shipped to Oregon, due to “an event” in the address. I sent them an E-Mail and just today got a response that it is scheduled for delivery on Thursday. We’ll see.

Last Friday Kelly and I visited a friend who runs a commercial sound recording studio and lab. Jeff was really nice in explaining sound and how he controls and captures it. He showed us a commercial for a local TV station he just finished. The trip was a real success.

Well that’s about all that I can recall you how bad my mind is) since my last blog, so I’ll just say I promise to blog more often and keep you up to date On the radio situation.

Love.