Monday, June 30, 2008

MTV shocker

yesterday I saw a MUSIC video on MTV...

what's up with that?

WALL-e : robot love and more

there's something for everyone...even SAVE THE PLANET propaganda.....

there are no humans left on earth...just a roach living in a twinkie & hanging out with a robot who falls in love with a visiting robot(she's HOT)......but I don't want to give anymore details away about how the humans ruined EVERYTHING.......DANG US !

Friday, June 27, 2008

Beware of what you wear in the BIG CITY

Cell Phone discipline...and then

I've pretty much gotten to the point where I don't talk on my cell in the car any more...I turn it off at meetings(unless my wife is pregnant-and that wont be happening again !)...I never talk on the phone at my sons sporting events.....they're more important than whoever might be calling..
and I'm not that important that I need to be IN CONTACT WITH THE WORLD AT ANY GIVEN MOMENT.......

Are you on it during a date? at dinner with your spouse ? during a meeting with one person while talking to another ? you don't look look like you can't manage.

and if your people need to call you 24/7... then leave the movie theatre, restaurant, church or funeral to answer the call OR get new people or get a new gig

and text messaging is just as bad . Can you control your thought process long enough to engage the person that your with ? or are you texting timely intel to homeland security?
dood, I didn't know you were working with them - Jack you so had me fooled .

"but I'm just a multi tasker" you say- Perhaps you are just unfocused to the point of being unable to give anyone more than 3-17 minutes of your valuable time without checking , touching , caressing, texting or making love to your cellie ?

"hold on I have to take this call" say- how often ??




then why the cell phone 24/7 ?

"But I have to stay connected " you say, TO WHAT ?

What is so important that we have elevated the most meaningless interuptive jibba jabba to all new heights by allowing it to replace face to face meaningful dialogue ?

When was the last time you had a conversation with any human being for 30 minutes face to face without being interupted by any technology ?

Don't have the time ?

turn off your computer for a while

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Tunnel Vision

I think the commutes to New York and to Philadelphia are distinctly different...each has it's own flavor(or flava) or texture...I'll elaborate on that later..but for the moment my favorite part of the NYC commute is definately the Tunnels...Holland or in my case...mostly the Lincoln(16E) .....the sites, the sounds and of course the smells....

although it borders on ridiculous...what seems like 20 lanes of traffic fighting to get into 5 tunnel a cost of 8 bucks a car....I still enjoy the thrill & absurdity of it...OF COURSE I DONT HAVE TO DO IT EVERY DAY......yet.

On a cool yesterday....68...I'll open every window and even the I can experience the full effect as I approach the toll.....breath in every ounce of diesel exhaust from the line of trucks & buses snaking around the inside lane. After I pay the toll, I close the sunroof and begin to jockey for position...and decide if it's worth getting into an accident to prevent someone from cutting in the time I hit the tunnel the AC is up-no need to die of CO poisoning. and then the orderly single file hum of a procession begins...

AND THEN IT STARTS EVERY TIME !....THAT BURNING SMELL...THAT SQUEALING BRAKEY SOUND....and I wonder the entire trip through the tunnel...

Is that my car burning? -are those my brakes squeaking?...should I open the window and risk CO poisoning to check ?

Thursday, June 12, 2008

2008 Father's Day rif.

I think there are several things that shape a man early on, the relationship with his father, the relationship with his mother and how his parents interact and interacted with each other, along with countless other people. But at the end of the day, at the core- where the Gas hits the's Dad that sets the tone in the man department-Sorry Rosie O'Donnel. That tone might scream in your ear like a siren or it might be some melodic chant from an epdisode of "30-something"- I never liked that show...
I thought those particular tv Dad's were wimpy....

My first father died of cancer at the age of 26. At the time he died, I was the same age as my youngest son is now...3 1/2. He's buried about an hour from here in New Jersey next to his mom. My mom remarried my 2nd Dad ;he and my mother raised my brother and me...and they've been married 41 years (see Shula's blog post).

I learned a lot of things from my father.....most of them I'd like to think were taught the right way but I know a few things maybe were a bit unconventional - let's just say my father can be a bit over the top on an issue or two or three. I am a parent now....and a newbie Dad at that-with a 3 & 6 year old and even I know this dad (parent) thing is a work in progress. My Parents are visiting from Florida, so I took them to my oldest boys T-ball game. My wife had to work and my youngest son was looking for worms to eat with some 3 year old girl he had been chasing around a tree. My boy strikes out first inning...and while "jogging to first base"(which my dad can't stand-jogging anywhere in sports), my son yells to me and everyone in the stands "why don't you ever practice pitching the ball to me".....Parents burst into mother stares in shock.....I looked at my dad...and we laughed our butts off. I then realized that not only had my 6-year already mastered the art of blaming his parents for crap.....he had completely forgotten to keep his eye on the ball- a lesson I had taught him on numerous occasions while pitching to him at home. His next two ups he got hits,it must of come back to him.

There is a guy that I used to work with in his thirties who still hasn't told his Dad he loves him.
Don't wait till the funeral. All my grandparents are dead...all in their 60's. My wife's grandmother...I used to talk about her on my radio shows(here and other states) lived to be 99 1/2. That's the exception to the rule.

So this Father's day my Blog rif is a simple one: dedicated to my Dad.(I said simple, not short)

My Dad was and is a Man Force......not always right, not perfect, but in my corner and ready to kick some ass and always suggesting that I do the same in just about every situation short of a church disagreement with an eldery nun.....yes over the top...but whatta gonna do

After his 2 years in the Army he sailed on the great lakes...on the sister ship of the Edmund Fitgerald...(some of you OLDER boomers might remember the song).

My dad taught us how to shake a man's hand..."Not like a limp fish"

He taught my brother and me a trade..." If you know how to do anything in construction you'll never go hungry"

We know our way around the sea and boats and cars and tools and grills and manly stuff and I love the smell of paint thinner and gas and old hardware stores and old cigar smokin guys telling world war two stories because of my dad( I like the cigar smell..not the old guy smell)

My dad taught me to respect a persons uniform and rank, "learn a person's rank...they earned it,
if you see a man or woman in a US Military uniform-they're willing to go somewhere and die or get some body part blown off for you better respect that"

My Dad's temper was legendary in my hood but he was the first guy shut down the lawn mower for an hour to rescue a bird's nest or move a bunch of bunnies(not playboy bunnies) to a safer place.

Today there are grown men afraid of power tools...not in my dad's world.

He taught us there is no such thing as a fair fight... he was right.

I only saw my father cry twice...once was when his 46 year older sister died of cancer this day I don't think he knows I saw him on the riverbank..but I knew that day something terrible had happened

My dad could of made a big deal about HIS last name and not have let me keep my late father's but he didn't.(my brother-his natural son has his last name)He never called me his step son, and I never called him my step dad....Now I have two boys of my own to carry on my last name.

My father said if I do drugs or come home drunk He'd rip off my arms a beat my head with the time I believed him....I often wondered...would my arms or head hurt worse...and if I was REALLY DRUNK...would it matter?....I never tested his theory.

I've never tried an illegal drug, My first beer was with my father on the back porch: the day I turned 18 the legal drinking age in the state of North Carolina.

no need to share with you the Parental sex talk we got...needless to say....You didn't get people pregnant out of wedlock in our house.

My Dad...has basic rules. Don't lie, don't steal...don't mess with his sons or wife...

There were NO time out chairs in my house....although my dad could of used one.....hey that's a great gift idea

"be home by midnite and it better not be in the back of a Police car"

When my mom called Easter Sunday 2006 to tell me dad was in the hospital with chest pains, my chest tightened.....that wasn't supposed to happen to this rock hard machine of a man.....
What the ??
what if I don't have time to sort things out and raise my sons and show him my Dadness ?
Fortunately it was not a heart attack...and now he's healthier than most health club babyboomers and he still gets nice and ticked off in traffic!

We always ate dinner as a matter what anybody's mood was...Leave it to Beaver may have left the building....but head of household was "in da house"

My dad is not a schmoozer or a networker...but he'll talk about anything with anybody..he doesn't care if he get's a business card out of it or not..he just likes people and likes to talk with 'em. Now that I think of it....I'm not much of a buttkisser either....(you'll have to check with some of my former bosses on that one)

My Dad has always been proud of us...even when we got our butt anything.

As long as we told the truth My dad would tell a principle to take a flyin leap...but on the other hand he also told teachers "feel free to knock the crud out of Kenny or Keith if they give you any lip'

We always had someone to throw us a football , a baseball, or carve a pinewood derby car with
...and he did it at the end of his construction day-he'd just take off his work shoes and put on sneakers.....

I built sets in the drama club...and mine rocked....because My dad & I could build stuff

My father would say: at the end of the day those two arms hanging from your body(the ones he never ripped off) and your brain will get you the job......sooner or later "who you know will only get you so far...and even they'll see if you know or don't know your stuff"

Once at football camp,it was helmuts only this practice- I knew these two guys were gonna probably kick my butt after the game,
..I was scared the whole dad's advice: "whatever you do don't take off your helmut and hit the biggest guy first" They should of kept their helmuts on....especially the tall guy. lol

My dad took me to see PATTON at the drive-in when I was 10. My MOTHER was not happy.
Patton...the father of Kick-assery !...hey there was no NEMO or INCREDIBLES or TOY STORY in 1972

My dad is now 2 years younger than John Mccain..
and I'm 2 months younger than OBAMA

.....and my quest is only beginning to be a dad .. a REAL DAD.....flaws and all.

I'm glad I still have my dad ..

If you still have your dad, I hope you're glad.

To the Fathers out there Good Luck & God Speed

Tuesday, June 10, 2008


If you're near Center Valley, don't miss Upper Saucon Family Fun Days...right up the road from DeSales across from the Library. It's this Saturday from looks good, Sunny & 80. Last year I took the wife and kids, this year I'll be there with Upper Saucon Fire Department-I can show you where the halligan is on Engine 2713. We'll have most of our apparatus( or is it apparati?) there for all the kids (big & little) to check out. Lots of Big honkin' cool firefighting eqipment. And while your there, meet some of the dedicated men and women of our Fire Department.

It was a year ago I had my first encounter with USFD...and then....after conversations with the chief and his wife (an EMT) and of course an extensive tour of all the stuff...while my wife looked on ,I took home an application to review. AND BAM ! Before I knew it I was in Fire School. " a volunteer firefighter, you know..I've always wanted to do that....." and the rest is marriage history....My wife has been very understanding... although she is still in shock in a funny sort of way.

So watch out around the Fire Department Family day exhibit, because...BAM -you might end up being their newest or oldest probie.

Here's some more info on the eats and activities of the rest of Fun day......

Monday, June 9, 2008


Beware...the service is great , the meat is like it's supposed to be.....and if you get one of those fancy'll want to be there for hours...or at least for another decaf cap. The Shula's staff even calls you the next day to make sure everything went well.

For my mom & dad's 41st wedding anniversary my wife and I took them to Shula's Steak house in the Promenade Shops in Saucon Valley. What a great evening...I even doggie bagged the bread(I have no shame). Hey, I left with everything I didn't eat on sight. The a la carte veggies
melt in your mouth...and they did the next day for my lunch. I was able to kill the 20 .oz Kansas City Steak that was forklifted onto my pallet....however the double baked potato and the apple cobbler....lasted for another meal. BIG helpings, cooked right, great're gonna pay...
but imagine...actually getting what your paying for..from start to finish and the experience to top it off

I grew up in Florida during Coach Shula's perfect it was extra-cool to take the parents there.

*NOTE: no sports cliches were used in the writing of this post.

....although I know the coach would be proud of his Shula's team last Friday night.

Cameron Diaz and Ashton Kutcher : funny Thespians

What happens in a dopey, sexy date movie with a couple of funny HOTTIES that click.....( in more than a Nikon kind of way)

it's predictable but it works.....

Treat Williams : Kutchers Dad- cool

and Dennis Miller : the judge- cooler

Queen Latifah : the marriage counselor...coolest

Ken Matthews does not have a BLACKBERRY WIRELESS

I do not have a Blackberry wireless nor do I want one....I don't need one . Plus my opposing thumbs are too big. But they do make people look important least for a few minutes......


It's illegal to talk on my CELL PHONE ( I have one of those) in my car....but people can text message till they cross over the median or slam into something ? OMG !

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