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Phubb You

Posted by on Jul 22, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

This is how NOT-up-to-date I am when it comes to the latest phrases.  Yesterday while listening to the radio as I drove home the announcer said there’s a term to describe when one snubs another in favor of their cell phone called “phubbing” which I think is hilarious yet oh so true.  I’ve almost forgotten what it’s like to go to a restaurant and see people actually conversing with each other instead of constantly looking down, scrolling and texting on their damn phones.  The announcer said “phubbing” has contributed to countless breakups and has even ruined friendships and I know for certain it’s accurate because if you’re dining with someone and instead of having the common courtesy of looking at you while speaking they’re too busy looking at their phone then they’re basically saying you’re not that important so what does that person do?  They simply cut off contact with him or her or begin making excuses as to why they can’t make plans and hope that inconsiderate jackass will take a hint and most likely it won’t affect them in the least as they’ll be too busy on their phones.


This isn’t the first time I’ve written of my dislike of technical devices and how people rely too much on them including disregarding others even when they’re at the same frickin’ table!  Is it too difficult for someone to turn off their phone while visiting with people?  It’s just so impolite to interrupt a conversation only to begin another with someone else via their phones or simply avert their attention to that person/people so they can respond to whomever texted them.  I can understand if it’s a dire emergency such as a problem with their kids but just to begin looking at their phone as if the person across from them doesn’t exist is inexcusable yet almost everyone does it.  


One night I’d gone out to dinner with relatives and noticed a family at a nearby table and every one of them, grandparents included were all looking at their phones smiling and giddy.  They were at a restaurant for f*ck’s sake they couldn’t have waited to share their phone time when they got home?  Was it too much for them to engage in a civilized conversation as opposed to looking at photos on their smartphones?  So if one of the grandparent’s would have died that night at least the members can say they all shared in looking at the same photos on their phones.  Talk about family bonding.  Might I add that none of us were on our phones.  This is the problem with people today.  They’re relying too much on their phones and social media as opposed to socializing with people.  And guess what?  It’s only gonna get worse!  All of this writing of people’s ignorance makes me want to watch a good movie from the 80’s.  National Lampoon’s Vacation it is.  All the “phubbers” can phubb off!!!!!!!      

Revolving Door of Musicians

Posted by on Jul 8, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

When I lived out west more than twenty years ago I used to win radio contests many times.  Not from being the correct caller but rather for knowing the answer to eighties’ questions as, from noon to 1:00 p.m. weekdays the station played nothing but 80’s music and would ask trivia questions from that particular period of time.  I won tickets to restaurants and even went and even K.C. from the Sunshine Band (despite the band having none of its original members) along with other items that are most likely accumulating dust in my bedroom.  Yet, as many times as I’ve tried winning on the radio some 2,000 miles away I just can’t.  The line’s either busy or I’m the wrong caller, often times one call away from being the winner.  But that all changed several weeks ago.  I was running some errands and had just parked in a spot when the deejay told listeners to be the twentieth caller.  After some failed attempts including being caller seventeen I won.  Finally I was the correct caller dammit!!!!!  I couldn’t believe it.  


My exuberance was immediately dashed; however, once I was informed they were tickets to go see STYX and Joan Jett & the Blackhearts due to the fact that without lead singer Dennis DeYoung there is no STYX.  Needless to say, or in this case write I didn’t attend the concert which was out of town but had the original singer been on stage with the rest of the members without a doubt I would have found a way to get there.  


I still can’t figure out how groups can replace their front man/woman and think they can go on as if nothing ever happened.  Hogwash!  Now in certain situations a member of a band such as the drummer or even lead guitarist will be substituted and many people won’t even realize it unless they’ve read, heard about it or saw it themselves but it really won’t make that much of a difference since the other members are still together.  But if the lead singer departs and someone else takes their place it’s never the same.  Ever.  


Take, for example, Journey.  From the moment they emerged Steve Perry epitomized Journey.  “Separate Ways,” “Don’t Stop Believing,” Open Arms” and the list goes on.  Steve Perry’s vocals were and still are superb but just as the case with Dennis DeYoung and STYX both singers had disputes with their groups, were ultimately booted out and were replaced with other singers who could simply never compare to their predecessors .  Now with Journey they went from having Steve Perry swapped out for not one but two singers one of whom happens to be Filipino.  F&ck that!  I’m sorry but while the dude can sing and possesses an uncanny similarity to Steve Perry’s vocals it’s just not the same.  The same goes for STYX.  “Mr. Roboto” is iconic and every time I hear the song it takes me back to the summer of 1983.  Dennis DeYoung performed it superbly so to have some other guy even attempt to try is a downright insult to STYX fans.  Tommy Shaw and James “J.Y.” Young who were two of the founding members are still with the group but honestly that doesn’t matter much since Dennis DeYoung is not.  So with that I didn’t think twice about going.  As for Joan Jett a couple of her songs were good but not good enough to drive more than an hour to see.


Another perfect example is 10,000 Maniacs.  Natalie Merchant along with the rest of the members made some of the greatest music ever.  The tempo of their songs wasn’t too fast nor too slow, they were perfect.  Whenever I hear a particular song such as “Trouble Me” it takes me back to wherever I was at that period of time and it’s almost nostalgic.  When I heard Natalie Merchant was leaving the group to pursue a solo career I was saddened because there will never be another group like them.  They did replace her with another singer but I didn’t even want to hear her since I relate 10,000 Maniacs to Natalie Merchant and I know I’m not alone.  You can’t have a terrific group thanks in part to the lead singer then have her or him leave and bring in someone else expecting the same results.  They shouldn’t have kept the name since people associate 10,000 Maniacs with Natalie Merchant.  But I guess that’s how things go in the music industry.  Why couldn’t she have just gone on hiatus while she worked on her solo album then simply resumed singing with the group later on as many other artists have? 


The one and only exception to this is Van Halen because while they started out with David Lee Roth and had humongous success with the album 1984 after he left for a solo career and Sammy Hagar took over lead vocals the group still had massive hit songs, toured and remained hugely popular.  That is until Sammy Hagar was no longer the lead singer.  Hence that pesky revolving door except in this unusual situation the original singer came back only it didn’t make a bit of difference since by that time nobody gave a damn.


Now let’s jump into modern times.  Maroon 5 has replaced a couple of members as well as added some to their lineup but the one thing that’s remained is the fact that Adam Levine has always been the lead singer.  In my opinion if the original lead singer gets replaced by someone else then the group shouldn’t continue to perform and/or tour under that moniker since it’s technically not the same group as it had been.  But due to legalities founding members who created the name of the band can change every single member if they choose to do so and still go by the same name.  It’s misleading to fans who are often times unaware of lineup changes and all around bullshit!   


Now I know why Atlantic Starr’s sixth album was appropriately titled As the Band Turns regarding the departure of the original lead singer Sharon Bryant.  The album really lives up to its name since five female singers have come and gone in the group. 

Clearances and Closings

Posted by on Jun 30, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

No one likes a bargain more than me so when I found out that a particular Rite Aid was closing along with Sears I went to both and over the course of a week began getting deal after deal but once Rite Aid hit 90% I couldn’t get there fast enough.  I got quite a few deluxe hair and body products and felt like a prospector who’d just struck gold.  In fact, I wanted to scream “Eureka!” but decided to keep my newfound jubilance to myself.  


At Sears I got various items of clothing at 70% off and I’m stoked.  I’m saddened that both stores are closing but there’s no shortage of drug stores seeing that there’s at least one on every corner so when I see hella clearance items that low I simply can’t resist.  Especially when an item for $30.00 is selling for $3.00.  Let sheeple get ready to meet up, go to concerts or other places to welcome the weekend while foolishly taking pictures of themselves then posting for all to see.  I’m as content as can be while I sit on my bed watching real-life crime shows surrounded by all of the fabulous items I’ve purchased for a steal.        

Anomalous Thoughts

Posted by on Jun 27, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments


This title and accompanied cotton candy-like picture more than accurately depicts the kind of day I’ve had but more so in a peculiar as opposed to negative way.  Today I was given a package of candy similar to Pop Rocks in that when I placed the tiny, sweet and crunchy flavored candies on my tongue they immediately began to sizzle and pop as they dissolved which then gave off somewhat of a tingling feeling and I instantly thought of Pop Rocks and the rumor surrounding Mikey from the LIFE cereal boxes.  According to the now infamous urban legend he supposedly died after eating six packs of Pop Rocks and drinking a six-pack of Pepsi resulting in the combined substances inside his stomach exploding thus killing him instantly.  In all honesty when I first heard this years ago I even believed it until it was debunked as nothing more than an urban myth.  Not sure how it even started, quite possibly from the makers of LIFE cereal wanting to stir up gossip thus generating sales.  Whatever the case all I know is that Pop Rocks and other candy similar which give off a fizzing/popping sensation as it dissolves in one’s mouth is ingenious, magical and even scientific.


Then, several hours ago I saw an elderly woman wearing a sports hat with sparkly gemstones all over it and I immediately thought of the Bedazzler.  For those unaware of this most bitchin’ creation the Bedazzler, which originated in the 1970’s is a gadget similar to that of a stapler used to fasten rhinestones and studs to fabric.  It was most popular in the mid-eighties and girls of all ages would go crazy with it.  Putting various colored sparkly sequins on their jackets, purses and other attire and while I never had one myself it may explain why I’ve always had a fascination with shiny and glittery objects.  So when I saw this woman and her most flashiest of headgear I was flooded with nostalgic memories.  She also reminded me of a typical wealthy Jewish widow living in Florida who plays bingo on a weekly basis.        


I still can’t get how June 21st marked the first day of summer and yet was also the solstice being the longest day of the year with every day thereafter becoming shorter and shorter.  Who the hell wants to hear that?!?!  Just like kids who just got out of school and go into a store only to see those three dreaded words on a sign or hanging from the ceiling:  Back to School.


Then, several nights ago I’d heard a twist on a common phrase during the show Murder Chose Me when one of the detectives said “Snitches get stitches and end up in ditches.”  Now we’ve all heard of the first part in regards to what can happen when someone talks to the authorities or others about something they shouldn’t but I’ve never heard the last bit of winding up in ditches which is quite possible in terms of what the outcome could be for someone not keeping quiet.  It rhymes, makes sense and has even inspired me to add my own line which goes like this “Snitches need stitches and end up in ditches you tattletaling bitches.”


Lastly several weeks ago I was driving home from work while listening to the radio on a Wednesday when the announcer said it was hump day and I didn’t know what the hell he was talking about.  I’d never heard that term before and I honestly thought it was a sexual innuendo.  I began asking myself whether or not people had sex with each other more on Wednesdays than any other day of the week then wondered why they’d be airing something so risqué over the radio for the entire city to hear.  It wasn’t until I asked a co-worker about it the following day that I was informed of the meaning which is the middle of a working week.  Ahhhhh.  Now I get it and I’m no longer mortified.  With that I’m going to place an entire pack of Pop Rocks rip-offs in my mouth and attempt to attach some multi-colored jewels to my GUESS jean jacket while using a hot glue gun as I listen to Air Supply’s Greatest Hits.


Posted by on Jun 19, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

Validation once again that technology is always out to get me.  It all began on Thursday while I was reading an article online.  There was a small picture to the right preventing me from reading the entire piece so I simply X’d it out thinking nothing of it then, seconds later my computer screen went haywire.  Suddenly an automated female voice came on repeating the same sentence to the effect of “Someone is trying to steal your banking details” as the accompanied words shown on the screen along with something that said Microsoft Warning or something like that.  Then to the left of the screen were untold numerical figures down the entire page and I felt like I was looking at the stock exchange only it was on my frickin’ computer!  I panicked because while I’ve had problems in the past with viruses creeping into my PC it was nothing like this.  I knew this was some kind of a scam when an 877 number appeared and instructed me to call it. 


My computer was completely frozen hindering me from closing the page out and therefore I had no choice but to shut it down manually.  By this time I was freaking the f&ck out as I didn’t know how, what or who was responsible for this.  I had a nauseated feeling that by calling the number it would end up causing more damage to my computer but my curiosity got the best of me so I called it and who answers but someone with an Indian-sounding accent.  The second he spoke I immediately hung up and didn’t dare go near the computer out of fear it may have blown up.


The following day I brought my PC to a computer repair service but still needed to find out how this newest and worst technical disaster occurred if at all possible.  After searching the net only to discover that whole Microsoft warning was indeed nothing but an online scam I called that same 877 number from my blocked home phone but when the person answered she wasn’t foreign.  I explained the entire situation and this is where it gets even more bizarre.  The woman said the company associated with that phone number was not a tech support company at all but rather sold health insurance.  This confirmed my initial suspicion that this was indeed fraudulent and thank God I didn’t speak to that person when I first called the number as I can only imagine the damage he would have caused had he remotely connected to my computer.  But I’m still baffled as to how he was on the other end of the line when I called.  Did this towelhead skillfully route that 877 number to where he was knowing I’d call while hoping he could hoodwink me then simply vanish?  I’ve never heard of anything like this before and believe me I’ve heard plenty.


I’m outraged that this happened and am completely clueless as to how, by merely closing a picture on my computer some type of malware infected it but I know I’m certainly not the first nor last person this has happened to as countless scams are occurring now more than ever before.  Hackers malevolently gaining access into people’s personal computers causing worry and terror in addition to money in order to correct the issue/issues.  Who does this?!?!?!  Oh wait, I know treacherous bastards who have nothing better to do with their time than to disrupt others’ lives.  It seems nowadays everyone’s out to swindle others such as calling and terrifying innocent people by telling them their family member is in danger or will be going to jail unless they go out and buy $2,000 or some other absurd amount in gift cards at a particular retailer.  And unsuspecting people, especially elderly believe it, go out and spend thousands of dollars on gift cards only to find out they’ve been conned.  Great world we’re living in.  


This is yet another example of how things like this never happened years ago but the more technology advances the more people, many of whom are high-tech geniuses will continue to devise crafty methods to dupe victims any and every which way they can.  It’s no wonder I’m so distrusting of others.

Creepy Crawlers and Winged Fairies

Posted by on Jun 5, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

Alas!  My favorite time of the year is here and I’m so excited!  Instead of having to bundle up and tackle the dreaded snow it’s warm and sunny (some but not all days).  The only thing I despise about summer are the bugs and I’m not referring to ants or tiny spiders.  I mean stink bugs who, in the past several years have become more prevalent.  The reason for their suitable name is because when they feel threatened or get killed they emit a horrid stench and even when you squash them many times they’re still moving.  Each and every time I smash them, usually with a shoe I always let out a blood curdling scream due my immense fear of them and I can only imagine what my neighbors think.  Up until about three years ago I’d never even heard of them and now they just keep appearing almost everywhere and I hate them.  I realize the heat attracts many kinds of insects which I’m fine with just so long as they don’t bother me but, prior to having my-much needed oscillating fan on while I sleep those annoying little bastards would wake me up at all hours of the night and early morning by flying around then hitting my hardwood floor which makes a ticking sound.  I’ve lost track of the dreams they’ve interrupted despite me cranking up my white noise machine which is why, now that it’s hot I can’t sleep without my fan that completely drowns all unwanted noises out.    


Now ladybugs I have no problem with.  They’re small and adorable with their black spots atop their red shell plus they’re good luck, at least that’s the folklore behind them which is why one should never kill a ladybug and instead release them outside.  Of all the months of the year only one shares the same name with that of an insect being June bug except they’re nothing but beetles.  The one insect; however, I’ve always found captivating is the firefly, also referred to as a lightening bug.  The reason they’re so distinct unlike other beetles similar in form is because they light up.  While I haven’t seen any yet when they illuminate it’s almost magical to see.  Sometimes I’ll look outside and there’ll be countless lightening bugs all around yet as many times as I’ve tried catching one it hasn’t happened.  


While I hope to never see another stink bug least of all in my room I’d have no worries about seeing fireflies lit up as they’d look like tiny pixies flying all around.  This also reminds me of a line from the highly entertaining movie The Great Outdoors when Roman was talking to his wife and said “All kids like bugs, they’re cute.  Especially fireflies, their butts light up.”




Breaking in Breakfast

Posted by on May 31, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

While it’s true that breakfast is the most important meal of the day it happens to be my least favorite.  When I was in elementary school I was forced into eating it but soon wised up by putting a few flakes in my cereal bowl and mixing some milk in it while no one was looking then would sit down and pretend to eat quickly so in case one of my parent’s came into the kitchen I’d say and show them I was done.  Even when I’d visit relatives I always woke up earlier than everyone else (age I guess) and would place a bowl mixed with a bit of milk and several flakes inside the sink w=so it would appear as if I’d already eaten.  That’s how much I detested eating in the morning because I’ve just never had an appetite that early.  Whenever my family goes out for breakfast or even brunch I refuse to go because I won’t eat that early in the day regardless as to whether they’re giving one free such as on one’s birthday.  Now dinner?  That’s my most favored meal.  


Almost two years ago I was hospitalized, of all days the day before my birthday and following this I began to eat something in the morning.  I refuse to consume cereal yet adore Pillsbury Toaster Strudels, cookies and various other types of food regardless whether or not they’re the most healthy.  I still despise eating breakfast yet force myself to which is why the title of this particular entry is spot-on in terms of how I feel towards the morning meal.  I’ve always found it strange; however, that I won’t eat cereal for breakfast yet occasionally have it as a snack at night.  Go figure.   

Quite Puzzling

Posted by on May 27, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

Yesterday was a most fabulous day.  It all began after I got out of work and met a friend at Dairy Queen, a place I haven’t been to in more than thirty years.  After we sat outside enjoying the warm sun and most interesting of conversations we went back to my house to bust open the long-awaited 1980’s puzzle.  I placed a cover over our picnic table and we began our adventure into the abyss of puzzle playing. 


As I began looking at all of the 1000 miniature shapes spread out all over the table I began asking myself what the hell I was thinking.  The picture of all people and items from the eighties captured my attention which is why I bought it but I didn’t really take into consideration the time and intricacy involved in such a humongous puzzle such as this.  Thankfully the person I was playing with is much more in tuned with these things than I am and he first began by finding the edges and placing them on the cardboard.  Never would have crossed my mind.


To use the word challenging would be a great understatement as I was looking at these innumerable pieces not knowing where the f&ck they would all go then, just as suspected anger began setting in and I truly wanted to get whatever pieces were placed correctly on the cardboard in addition to the many others and just chuck them into the yard since I was sitting directly behind the it.  Fortunately my friend began putting them together much quicker than I did and I estimate that while he did about 80% of it I did the rest.  Yippee!!!!!!!  After about four-and-a-half hours of playing I realized we wouldn’t be able to finish since it had begun to get dark.  So we carefully carried the large cardboard semi-finished puzzle upstairs into a spare bedroom.  I’m not sure when we’ll complete it but as I sat there bewildered at where to put each piece I immediately realized why I never played puzzles as a child and why after yesterday I really think I hate them.  I can admit that this is the last puzzle I’ll ever attempt to play and even question when the time comes that each and every piece is in place revealing the most gnarly puzzle ever if I won’t just keep it on the cardboard permanently.  Of course it could pose some difficulties since just one wrong move and the pieces could go everywhere thus destroying hours of dedication or I could just put them back in the bag knowing I’ll never take them out again unless of course I burn them.  After all now that summer’s here it’s the perfect time for camping and of course campfires.  The best part of my day was having a much desired Cotton Candy Blizzard.




Piece By Piece

Posted by on May 25, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

When I was little I loved playing with dolls and board games but I’ve never been fond of puzzles due to the simple fact that finding the pieces and placing them in the correct spot can be quite challenging.  I’ve seen ones from states, landscapes and numerous others but none have ever captured my interest, that is until two years ago when I was walking through the toy aisle of a store and instantly glimpsed a box with many a pictures from people, movies, television and everything in between all from the eighties with the caption The 1980’s.  I was so excited I wanted to bust out singing “Fame” but settled by picking up the 1000 piece puzzle and buying it.


Most people would have opened and played it immediately but I’ve waited for the most perfect day and hopefully that will be tomorrow since the weather’s finally warm seeing that it must be outside.  As I open both sides of the taped edges I’ll feel like that of a treasure hunter opening the chest of a newly discovered fortune  only I won’t be set for life financially that is unless opening the box contains precious and rare gems, gold and other precious metals. My only question is whether or not I’ll still be as eager as I am now once I begin trying to put them all together or will become enraged if I can’t possibly resulting in me picking up the glass table and hurling it into the street.  We’ll soon find out.  Below is the photo of the bodacious puzzle which will be played and hopefully correctly put together.



Complete Idiocy

Posted by on May 19, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

I’m still baffled over the fact that millions of people tuned in to watch the Royal Wedding which required them to either set their clocks or simply stay up until 4:30 a.m. Eastern Standard Time.  Do they know the newest Royal couple?  Is it going to profoundly affect people’s lives or put money into their bank accounts?  Then who the f*ck cares if they got married or not?!?!!?  I spoke to someone yesterday who told me that she, along with four of her obviously run-of-the-mill friends were staying up all night so they could watch the wedding.  What was going to happen after it was all over?  Were they going to join the Royal Family for the party afterward?  No, most likely they’d all go back to their bland homes in the suburbs and either go back to sleep or stay up the entire day texting or talking to their friends and family about the wedding.  What a life changing event!!!!!  Hashtag dumbassess!!!!!!!