Water Heaters & Golden Oldies

Just wanted to stop quick and post a couple of my favs. This is what I'll be listening to this morning while I wrestle the new heater in place.

Enjoy!

For my Mags...




For my daughters...



For everyone-else...



Love each other.

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I wish I had something to say...

...about anything. I know I have been seriously remiss in visiting blogs that I like. In fact, my blogroll is quite a mess, needs better organization. The job is winding down. Next week the company leaves for Rome. No, I won't be going with them, sigh. We have to disassemble the set and pack it for storage, standard operating procedure on Disney jobs. Half of our crew has already left to begin the new season of "Lipstick Jungle". This was, on the whole, a great job with great people, very enjoyable. What's next? Who knows. A lot depends on the Screen Actors Guild and whether or not they go on strike. You have to like looking for work to survive in this business. There is still a lot of TV work going on. Television shouldn't be affected by SAG's actions. That's another union, AFTRA, who represents TV and Radio artists. In fact, I've had a couple of job offers already, but I'm going to stick with the guys I'm with and see what happens, rather than jump ship. So, keep your eye out for "When In Rome". It's going to be a good one.

I have been checking on my fellow members of the API and there is a lot of good stuff going on at their blogs, not all of it political. I suggest you check them out. They are listed under Fellow Scholars in the sidebar. The new website for the API is also up and has a lot of good stuff. Just click on The American Patriot Institute link in the sidebar.

Ok, folks, I'm beat. Tomorrow morning I have to replace my hot water heater. My buddy Indy is coming over to give me a hand installing the new one, but I still have a lot of prep to do before that can happen. There's a funny story here, but I'm too dam tired to write it all down, maybe later.

Anyway. Just a little update. Love each other.

Good night.

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My Family

These are the Veterans I want to remember today. God Bless them.

My Uncle Jack
My Mother's Brother

My Father
Who, in spite of all of my failings, still loves me.

My Brother

Who has patiently shown me the way.

Myself

God Bless all of America's veterans. Who will you remember today?

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Happy Mother's Day, Marge & Sis

Four generations of remarkable women.

The Grand Dame in the center is Marge, Mag's beloved Mom. Marge left us in 2002 and we still miss her. She is surrounded by the women in her family, 'Mare (short for Rosemary) to her right, Mag's sister,Rosemary, in blue, Maggie, in black and little Melissa, ('Mare's daughter), sitting on Marge's lap.

Marge was a terrific woman who wanted to live to be 100. She was always up for anything. Mags and I would show up at her house at 0200 looking for breakfast and Marge was always there to make it for us, with a smile on her face and a laugh in her heart. The amazing thing to me is that she really loved my sorry ass and believed that I was the only guy for her daughter. I hope I haven't let you down, Mom.


This picture was taken at a barbeque we had at my parents home in the Catskills. From left to right, we are: me, my Father (deoleman), my oldest daughter, Melissa, my youngest, Moira, my Mom and scroff my brother, attempting to lift Cardboard Elvis to his shoulders, lol!

My Mom left us in 2004. She was a real Brooklyn goil and she loved my Mags as much as Marge loved me. We are both so lucky to have had such wonderful Moms.

If you are fortunate enough to still have your Mother with you, show her you love her, not just today, but everyday. You only get one, you only get one.

For All the Mom's on their Special Day!




Happy Mother's Day to all of our Moms!

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Philadelphia Police Officer Sgt. Steven Liczbinski

PHILADELPHIA — One suspect was charged and a second was being sought Sunday in the killing of a police officer who was shot with an assault rifle while responding to a bank robbery, police said.

Sgt. Steven Liczbinski, a 12-year veteran, was responding to the robbery of a bank inside a grocery store around 11:30 a.m. Saturday. The suspects fled, and opened fire after Liczbinski confronted them a short distance away, authorities said.

Full Story

I have long maintained that "Gun Control" meant hitting your target with every round. No more. Enough is enough! There is no reason in the world for civilians to own military style assault weapons.

If you want home defense, buy a shotgun. Personal defense? Handgun. Hunting? Rifle. Fighting Al Qaeda? Assault weapons.

It's time for a Nationwide ban on civilian owned assault weapons! Couple that with mandatory Life Imprisonment for any crime committed with an assault weapon and we might actually prevent another family from losing their loved one! A loved one who swore to serve and protect us from the animals who prey on innocent civilians. If these scumbags will fire on a Law Officer, imagine what they would do to unarmed civilians.

Let's get real, people. Legitimate self-defense does not require the use of an AK-47 or an M-16. These are weapons used by drug cartels and lawbreakers who have no intention of ever giving up. Let's take them off the streets. Let's make sure that Sgt. Steven Liczbinski, did not sacrifice his life in vain.

This is for you Sarge.

The Final Inspection

The Officer stood and faced his God

Which must always come to pass.

He hoped his shoes were shining

Just as brightly as his brass.

Step forward now, oh, Officer,

How shall I deal with you?

Have you always turned the other cheek?

To My Church have you been true?

The Officer squared his shoulders... said,

"No, Lord, I guess I ain't,

'cause those of us who carry guns

Can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sundays

And at times my talk was tough,

And sometimes I've been violent,

'cause the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a penny

That wasn't mine to keep...

Though I worked a lot of overtime

When the bills just got too steep,

And I never passed a cry for help,

Though at times I shook with fear,

And sometimes, God forgive me,

I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place

Among the people here,

They never wanted me around

Except to calm their fear.

"If you've a place for me here, Lord,

It needn't be so grand,

I never expected or had too much,

So if you don't, I'll understand."

A silence fell all 'round the throne

Where Saints had often trod,

As the Officer awaited,

The judgment of his God.

Step forward now, My Officer,

You've borne your burdens well,

Walk your beat on Heaven's streets,

You've served your time in Hell.

Sleep in Peace, Brother.



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You Are Always In Our Hearts...

Our Mother - Sissy

October 7, 1926 - April 28, 2004

We Will Never Forget You
We Will Always Love You

Parable of Immortality

I am standing by the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze
and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength,
and I stand and watch until at last she hangs like a speck of white cloud
just where the sun and sky come down to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says :
- 'There she goes!

Gone where?
Gone from my sight - that is all.

She is just as large in mast and hull and spar
as she was when she left my side
and just as able to bear her load of living freight
to the places of destination.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her.

And just at the moment when someone at my side says:
- 'There she goes! ',
there are other eyes watching her coming,
and other voices ready to take up the glad shout :
- 'Here she comes!'

Henry Van Dyke 1852 - 1933

Your Heart and your sons,

Alby, George (scroff) and Chris (deuddersun)
Your's Forever, Mom

It's Like Deja Vu All Over Again...

Will People Ever Learn?

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The American Patriot Institute Welcomes a New Member!

Say hello to Senior Chief Petty Officer "Chief", the newest Resident Scholar of the American Patriot Institute!

Chief has been defending the Constitution of The United States of America since 1958, as a member of the United States Navy. Chief posts at Liberty Street. I would like to invite everyone to visit Chief. The man has seen a lot and offers the perspective of a Senior Non-Commissioned Officer who has dedicated his entire life to defending our Constitution and our way of life.

We are extremely proud that he has consented to join us.

Welcome Aboard, Sir. Your voice is truly needed.

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For My Magster...

A beautiful spring evening...an even more beautiful woman...a very lucky man...

For my Mags...





I hope you too, are with someone you love tonight...

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Saturday Afternoon with Hypo

This picture was taken with my camera phone. Pictures seem to do better than videos. Well, what the hell, it's a phone after all, not a Panaflex (Hell, you can't buy one of those at any price!). The mutt on the left is me with my buddy Mike, aka, Hypo. No he's not an addict and he doesn't think he's always sick either, just a little, um, hyper-active, but let me tell you, he does get the work done ricky ticky.

The job is going well. The hours are long, as usual, and as you can see include Saturdays at this point, but hey, we just came off a strike and the schekels are most appreciated. Since I haven't found anyone rich who thinks I'm such a great guy I deserve to share in their wealth, I guess I'll have to keep on keeping on. That's not such a bad thing. As you can see, we always enjoy ourselves, no matter how hard the job. I've always said the hardest job in the world is easy with the right people and the simplest job in the world becomes unbearable when you are working with assholes. So since this crew is great, the work is easy and enjoyable. Now who could ask for more that that?

To quote Buffalo, "Life is good", because I'm having fun and making money and it just don't get any better than that.

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