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Sunday, April 18, 2010
Misc
Been out of town for a couple days working in U TX stadium. I am worn out. Wanted to inform you of something I saw in the paper down there. BARE BUNS 5K: Part of the southwest Region Nude Racing Series, the 10th annual event is a full-to-partial nude race. Gates 8 a.m. Race 10 a.m. $10 to $15 Star Ranch 166 Eely road, McDade, East of Elgin. http://www.starranch.net/ I am so sure I am going - will be doing the partially nude wearing spandex (red, of course) to get the proper flow in my running style. Do these people wear running shoes? I just don't know. Maybe tomorrow I will blug my Austin trip - or not.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Pot Pouring Wed.
This blog is full of misc - unrelated items. Warning Warning
1. I sing in the choir at the Corsicana FUMC. It is my way of trying to meet people and attempt to fit into the community better. You cannot just watch Ophra all day (yet to watch her in the past 4 to 5 years)...Easte Sunday Todd Kase Daviss was baptised - infant. What I found great was they used actual water from the Jordan River. I thought "hmmmm" Then our preacher made the comment that he had been baptized with water from the Jordan River as a child. How do you carry a jug of water on an airplane?
2. I had to start drinking diet drinks about 2 years ago (a diff stone). Diet Coke is okay; diet pepsi is just terrible to me. Then they came out with Zero. Mah baby. As my neice Sharla said, "Zero is what COKE meant to make when they made diet Coke." My favorite though is cherry zero and cherry diet coke. They make colas bearable.
3. Famous Saying: If you build a man a fire, you will keep him warm for a night - If you set a man on fire, you will keep him warm for the rest of his life. Heard that on the radio.
4. Famous Saying 2: Don't Rag about a free barbeque...
5. I am practicing my trumpet. In between exercises/songs/etudes I write on this blog. My mouth will not play very long - the chops get tired.
6. Picked u p a can of hairspray at cvs todaqy...it had a label which I don't understand:
"Security label: this item intended for sale at CVS Phamacy. Store #6854 601 W. 7th Avenue. If found at other outlets call 1-866-438-8724." Now what does that imply?
7. I went to Austin this past weekend to do some work at the UT Stadium. At 8:00 a.m. as I headed down there, I paused briefly at the Walmart Parmer & I-35. Coming out 10 minutes later someone had keyed my black car. State Farm is fixing it on Monday. Do you think it might have been the double T on the back of the car? or the license plate holder which says Tech Band Alumni. Either way, at 8 a.m. they were waiting.
8. final for today: in the FT worth paper today (Wed) Arlington: deadline for free pit bull clinic is Friday. Owner must attend a responsible pit bull ownership class 3 pm Ap 24 www.respectabull.com Go Figure.
1. I sing in the choir at the Corsicana FUMC. It is my way of trying to meet people and attempt to fit into the community better. You cannot just watch Ophra all day (yet to watch her in the past 4 to 5 years)...Easte Sunday Todd Kase Daviss was baptised - infant. What I found great was they used actual water from the Jordan River. I thought "hmmmm" Then our preacher made the comment that he had been baptized with water from the Jordan River as a child. How do you carry a jug of water on an airplane?
2. I had to start drinking diet drinks about 2 years ago (a diff stone). Diet Coke is okay; diet pepsi is just terrible to me. Then they came out with Zero. Mah baby. As my neice Sharla said, "Zero is what COKE meant to make when they made diet Coke." My favorite though is cherry zero and cherry diet coke. They make colas bearable.
3. Famous Saying: If you build a man a fire, you will keep him warm for a night - If you set a man on fire, you will keep him warm for the rest of his life. Heard that on the radio.
4. Famous Saying 2: Don't Rag about a free barbeque...
5. I am practicing my trumpet. In between exercises/songs/etudes I write on this blog. My mouth will not play very long - the chops get tired.
6. Picked u p a can of hairspray at cvs todaqy...it had a label which I don't understand:
"Security label: this item intended for sale at CVS Phamacy. Store #6854 601 W. 7th Avenue. If found at other outlets call 1-866-438-8724." Now what does that imply?
7. I went to Austin this past weekend to do some work at the UT Stadium. At 8:00 a.m. as I headed down there, I paused briefly at the Walmart Parmer & I-35. Coming out 10 minutes later someone had keyed my black car. State Farm is fixing it on Monday. Do you think it might have been the double T on the back of the car? or the license plate holder which says Tech Band Alumni. Either way, at 8 a.m. they were waiting.
8. final for today: in the FT worth paper today (Wed) Arlington: deadline for free pit bull clinic is Friday. Owner must attend a responsible pit bull ownership class 3 pm Ap 24 www.respectabull.com Go Figure.
The word "Stone" History
Just an fyi.
Years ago I sent a storyout to my immediate family about some stupid school happening - and there have been many. My oldest brother Marshall sent back a message stating: "Good Stone"
Now, I think he meant to type Story - but he wrote stone. That word caught on in the family and is what it is...a word.
that's it.
dogs just came in to eat - must feed Fritz
Years ago I sent a storyout to my immediate family about some stupid school happening - and there have been many. My oldest brother Marshall sent back a message stating: "Good Stone"
Now, I think he meant to type Story - but he wrote stone. That word caught on in the family and is what it is...a word.
that's it.
dogs just came in to eat - must feed Fritz
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Swing Orchestra.
Being a retired band director naturally should mean that I play a musical instrument. My primary is the trumpet. through the years I have been able to keep the chops in working order while teaching. My durability is mch less than my youth. Maybe if I played 2 to 3 hours a day, it would come back.
When we moved to Corsicana, we went to a summer outdoor concert (at a Methodist church ) of the Corsicana Swing Orchestra ( C S O ). This is a local big band, jazz type group: 5 saxes, 4 bones, 4 trpts, full rhythmsection and a female vocalist- music from pre40's up until present. The concert was fun to hear. Afterwards I talked to couple of guys about the group. Over the past 2 years, we heard them at different local, civic events. sometimes they seemed hard pressed for members - other times not.
The town had an event downtown last December. I figured out who was boss & introduced myself along with my name and address. I got a call back late January: they were looking for a 4th trumpet player. With my present chops, 4th is about my style. The first rehearsal was quite interesting. They have a play book with hundreds of songs arranged by number. A printed list was handed out before the rehearsal. We played the list and went home. Many in the band were not sightreading...not bad.
The boss Jerry plays 1st trumpet. The actual director fronts the group & plays 2nd trumpet. 3rd trumpet is a local Jr. College player. I pull up the 4th chair.
The 2nd rehearsal one week later had a different printed playlist. On that evening I learned the group had a job planned in March - possible money would change hands.
The job was in Waxahachie for the meals on wheels folks. They were doing a 40s night with jitterbug dancers out of Ft. Worth - decorations - some costumes - Frank & Ella & Cab & Shirley T. & the Andrew Sisters immitators. Was actually quite entertaining. I would have played in this group just for the fun of it - money was gravy.
We have another job in the near future for a wedding reception & a jazz concert at a nearby high school. To me the most interesting bit is that members include the local County Judge, HM Davenport - the local Asst. chief of police - an electrician - students - retired folks and so forth. I might send more on this later.
Now for the one who have played dances before - listen to this organization. Jerry pulls a trailer loaded with all sound equipment & lights. He brings risers for the brass section. We have our own folding chairs & Manhasset stands - some signs & decorations - 2 electric pianos (one subs for the bass player). Everything fits carefully into the trailer just so.
that's it = more later
When we moved to Corsicana, we went to a summer outdoor concert (at a Methodist church ) of the Corsicana Swing Orchestra ( C S O ). This is a local big band, jazz type group: 5 saxes, 4 bones, 4 trpts, full rhythmsection and a female vocalist- music from pre40's up until present. The concert was fun to hear. Afterwards I talked to couple of guys about the group. Over the past 2 years, we heard them at different local, civic events. sometimes they seemed hard pressed for members - other times not.
The town had an event downtown last December. I figured out who was boss & introduced myself along with my name and address. I got a call back late January: they were looking for a 4th trumpet player. With my present chops, 4th is about my style. The first rehearsal was quite interesting. They have a play book with hundreds of songs arranged by number. A printed list was handed out before the rehearsal. We played the list and went home. Many in the band were not sightreading...not bad.
The boss Jerry plays 1st trumpet. The actual director fronts the group & plays 2nd trumpet. 3rd trumpet is a local Jr. College player. I pull up the 4th chair.
The 2nd rehearsal one week later had a different printed playlist. On that evening I learned the group had a job planned in March - possible money would change hands.
The job was in Waxahachie for the meals on wheels folks. They were doing a 40s night with jitterbug dancers out of Ft. Worth - decorations - some costumes - Frank & Ella & Cab & Shirley T. & the Andrew Sisters immitators. Was actually quite entertaining. I would have played in this group just for the fun of it - money was gravy.
We have another job in the near future for a wedding reception & a jazz concert at a nearby high school. To me the most interesting bit is that members include the local County Judge, HM Davenport - the local Asst. chief of police - an electrician - students - retired folks and so forth. I might send more on this later.
Now for the one who have played dances before - listen to this organization. Jerry pulls a trailer loaded with all sound equipment & lights. He brings risers for the brass section. We have our own folding chairs & Manhasset stands - some signs & decorations - 2 electric pianos (one subs for the bass player). Everything fits carefully into the trailer just so.
that's it = more later
Boots, no saddle
#1 - wore brown shoes and brown socks yesterday; drank tea & had good meals. TV was so=so. With that I say::::
Not every blog can be a Gem. This is something which must be realized early; however, that doesn't stop me from typing (blogging). For years I have been sending emails using a colored font. Can't find my color here yet -- it is NOT burnt orange. [ another example of non-essential info, like who cares? ]
Stone: This is not easy for me to say. Let's get right to it! In many respects, I have tiny feet. My 9 1/2 is not tiny for a 5-9 guy, it is that my tootsies are narrow. I wear a B, but can fit into an A. Ask around; how many guys do you know who wear B width? Me. Must have inherited it from somebody.
Part 2: My ranchero here is on a lake. Traditionally, lakes have snakes. Since we are not in Ireland (thank you St. Pat), snakes appear. Last year - over there under that set of trees on the right, 2 snakes were wrapping around each other about 2 foot into the air. It was quite a show. After a while, one took off into the bush & the other slinked ( or is it slunked ) under a tree.
Part 3: Part of living is mowing grass. I do that. Have I told you about my John Deere riding lawn mower? I am in Heaven...even have a John Deere Gimme Hat. Not only mowing but weed eating. My weed eater, known locally as the "Terminator," and I make the rounds. I have only had to kill one snake with The Terminator. It was one of those black snakes with the white mouth innards. Lovely thing.
As with most lawns, I mow once a week and weed eat the next day. My only outside work shoes are walking Rockport shoes. I buy a new pair about once a year and relegate the old ones to my work space. When I weed eat, I use a pair that I taught marching in during my graduation year. They have held up quite well.
Part 4: After two years of dancing around this yard - "eating" weeds - it was agreed that I needed boots. Now, I do own 3 pair of old boots (if you can imagine). After owning them for years, I cannot pull them on. Why? All 3 are 9 & 1/2 B. I have struggled and pulled - no way to get my toesies in those boots. Suppose they will go to the Salvation Army. Even the Sal Arm should have someone with tiny foots.
Adecision was made. New Boots! First stop was Gander Mountain here in Corsicana - we have some interesting stores. Nothing. They had a pair of boots that were called Snake boots - they reach almost all the way to the knee and are a combo of camo webbing material and leather (or imitation plastic - can't tell the difference). Next stop was Atwoods Farm & Ranch store - a store that is good, if not better, than Tractor Supply...and you know how good Tractor Supply can be.
Boots they had: short, tall, rubber, leather, walking, hiking, cowboy, work - you name it. The cowboy ones with the red sides were most inticing. The big problem, all were Med, or D, or EE widths. There is no way I can wear a D width, much less EEEE. Medium equals C width - me thinks.
Let me cut to the chase; My wife made me (she was vicious - made me) try on some 9 1/2 Med and D widths. I knew it was futile. We discovered that different companies measure boots differently....there is no uniform standard. Lo & Behold, the spouse found a pair of boots that fit - I think. 9 1/2 D width. Frankly I just don't understand. If nothing else I feel a tad bit more macho with D width boots. gonna have "D Width" painted on the sides...might get a tattoooooo. Also just had to buy boot socks.
Been wearing the boots and socks around the house all evening. Dogs don't seem too impressed. What do they know?
People watching in Atwood's is fun.
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stone ends. Soon a stone about the Corsicana Swing Orchestra.
=====================================================
Not every blog can be a Gem. This is something which must be realized early; however, that doesn't stop me from typing (blogging). For years I have been sending emails using a colored font. Can't find my color here yet -- it is NOT burnt orange. [ another example of non-essential info, like who cares? ]
Stone: This is not easy for me to say. Let's get right to it! In many respects, I have tiny feet. My 9 1/2 is not tiny for a 5-9 guy, it is that my tootsies are narrow. I wear a B, but can fit into an A. Ask around; how many guys do you know who wear B width? Me. Must have inherited it from somebody.
Part 2: My ranchero here is on a lake. Traditionally, lakes have snakes. Since we are not in Ireland (thank you St. Pat), snakes appear. Last year - over there under that set of trees on the right, 2 snakes were wrapping around each other about 2 foot into the air. It was quite a show. After a while, one took off into the bush & the other slinked ( or is it slunked ) under a tree.
Part 3: Part of living is mowing grass. I do that. Have I told you about my John Deere riding lawn mower? I am in Heaven...even have a John Deere Gimme Hat. Not only mowing but weed eating. My weed eater, known locally as the "Terminator," and I make the rounds. I have only had to kill one snake with The Terminator. It was one of those black snakes with the white mouth innards. Lovely thing.
As with most lawns, I mow once a week and weed eat the next day. My only outside work shoes are walking Rockport shoes. I buy a new pair about once a year and relegate the old ones to my work space. When I weed eat, I use a pair that I taught marching in during my graduation year. They have held up quite well.
Part 4: After two years of dancing around this yard - "eating" weeds - it was agreed that I needed boots. Now, I do own 3 pair of old boots (if you can imagine). After owning them for years, I cannot pull them on. Why? All 3 are 9 & 1/2 B. I have struggled and pulled - no way to get my toesies in those boots. Suppose they will go to the Salvation Army. Even the Sal Arm should have someone with tiny foots.
Adecision was made. New Boots! First stop was Gander Mountain here in Corsicana - we have some interesting stores. Nothing. They had a pair of boots that were called Snake boots - they reach almost all the way to the knee and are a combo of camo webbing material and leather (or imitation plastic - can't tell the difference). Next stop was Atwoods Farm & Ranch store - a store that is good, if not better, than Tractor Supply...and you know how good Tractor Supply can be.
Boots they had: short, tall, rubber, leather, walking, hiking, cowboy, work - you name it. The cowboy ones with the red sides were most inticing. The big problem, all were Med, or D, or EE widths. There is no way I can wear a D width, much less EEEE. Medium equals C width - me thinks.
Let me cut to the chase; My wife made me (she was vicious - made me) try on some 9 1/2 Med and D widths. I knew it was futile. We discovered that different companies measure boots differently....there is no uniform standard. Lo & Behold, the spouse found a pair of boots that fit - I think. 9 1/2 D width. Frankly I just don't understand. If nothing else I feel a tad bit more macho with D width boots. gonna have "D Width" painted on the sides...might get a tattoooooo. Also just had to buy boot socks.
Been wearing the boots and socks around the house all evening. Dogs don't seem too impressed. What do they know?
People watching in Atwood's is fun.
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stone ends. Soon a stone about the Corsicana Swing Orchestra.
=====================================================
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Tuesday - today
this is a pot pouring:
I have no desire to fill this with my mundane events. Nobody cares that I got up this morning at 8:15 - took the dog out - ate cereal for breakfast -- and watched Regis & Kelly for a while. If this is an exciting blog with that type of info, you need more excitement than I can give you.
Our house is built on a hill. Little did I know when we bought the vacant lot that my hill was as much a hill as it is. It is not / but sometimes it seems close to that. To try & stop erosion & the house slipping down the hill into the lake, I have been building retainer walls with the help of my kids when they visit and we all get energetic. This past week I have been trying to complete the one in the front. Friday I noticed that a 6 ft section wiggled in the breeze - so I pushed. Yep, it fell. Today I started over in that section. Even though it is spring, that is hot work, plus I have to carry those retainer wall blocks & position them. sympathy would be nice. I have 2 ft left to finish.
Next comes filling in behind the walls with rock & dirt & grass & French drain. I thinks about this a lot.
FYI: Camo plastic Easter eggs are on for half-price at Wal Mart.
When we retired, I knew that staying in the Austin area would not be fun. It was so very busy. I needed another place & we began looking at lake property. When you are raised in the Panhandle, places of water have drawing power. So we sold the house & moved into the motorhome to scan the state. It didn't take many visits to Realtors to figure out we were in over our heads looking at lake homes around Austin. Them thar folks are proud of their properties.
So we started visiting other lakes. As an example: Cedar Creek lake up at Gun Barrel City had lots of homes - but they were most junky. One place had gas lines running throughout the house across the floor. You tripped over the gas lines walking from room to room. /Finally we drove around Richland-Chambers Lake near Corsicana. The lots were the cheapest in the state that we found....& we could have a boat dock. Lakes belonging to the Corps of Engineers cannot have docks. We built a house & have tried to settle in. That is the end of this stone.
short Sue stone (see previous blog about Sue) today we moved a pile of dirt and found a buried small football. Sunday there was an apple setting in the middle of the road.
more tomorrow maybe
I have no desire to fill this with my mundane events. Nobody cares that I got up this morning at 8:15 - took the dog out - ate cereal for breakfast -- and watched Regis & Kelly for a while. If this is an exciting blog with that type of info, you need more excitement than I can give you.
Our house is built on a hill. Little did I know when we bought the vacant lot that my hill was as much a hill as it is. It is not / but sometimes it seems close to that. To try & stop erosion & the house slipping down the hill into the lake, I have been building retainer walls with the help of my kids when they visit and we all get energetic. This past week I have been trying to complete the one in the front. Friday I noticed that a 6 ft section wiggled in the breeze - so I pushed. Yep, it fell. Today I started over in that section. Even though it is spring, that is hot work, plus I have to carry those retainer wall blocks & position them. sympathy would be nice. I have 2 ft left to finish.
Next comes filling in behind the walls with rock & dirt & grass & French drain. I thinks about this a lot.
FYI: Camo plastic Easter eggs are on for half-price at Wal Mart.
When we retired, I knew that staying in the Austin area would not be fun. It was so very busy. I needed another place & we began looking at lake property. When you are raised in the Panhandle, places of water have drawing power. So we sold the house & moved into the motorhome to scan the state. It didn't take many visits to Realtors to figure out we were in over our heads looking at lake homes around Austin. Them thar folks are proud of their properties.
So we started visiting other lakes. As an example: Cedar Creek lake up at Gun Barrel City had lots of homes - but they were most junky. One place had gas lines running throughout the house across the floor. You tripped over the gas lines walking from room to room. /Finally we drove around Richland-Chambers Lake near Corsicana. The lots were the cheapest in the state that we found....& we could have a boat dock. Lakes belonging to the Corps of Engineers cannot have docks. We built a house & have tried to settle in. That is the end of this stone.
short Sue stone (see previous blog about Sue) today we moved a pile of dirt and found a buried small football. Sunday there was an apple setting in the middle of the road.
more tomorrow maybe
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Easter - general
I have been unable to make this work...today I read under Settings - in that spot there is a place to check on New versus the Old version. I finally tried the Old one without all the new wondrous computer things that only Geeks (notice I capitalized the word for you) understand.
Since I have been having so many problems getting on, this is a trial exhibit.
Greeting: Happy Easter or whatever you are a part of.
Humor: I was in HEB grocery store this week and walked down the Easter aisle. I look for M&M cute toys; the wife gets to eat the M&Ms and I get the toy. There were marshmallow thingies, bunnies, plastic eggs.....this is where I am going. Think: what is the purpose of plastic eggs? It is easier than boiling & coloring AND the health risk from rotten eggs goes away. As an aside, please be sure to inventory your real eggs at the end of the day. Finding one inside of the couch in two weeks is not pleasant.
Back to plastic eggs. They were pretty. Bright colors, primary colors, off colored eggs? Buried at the back was a package of eggs - Camo Colored. Now what cruel person would buy camouflaged eggs for his little two year old? That is just not right.
Daughter Laura & her husband Tom Roberts visited this week. They fished the entire time and caught nothing. This morning after they returned from Easter service, Laura caught a 15" blue catfish. She saved it. When we walked down to set it free, she had another 15" blue cat on her line. So, as you can see, she went to Easter Service then God gave her 2 catfish to feed the multitude. We turned them both loose to grow.
Brother Jim was down in the middle of the week. He tours airports handing out information about his company DUAT. I rode with him for 2 days returning late both days. It was nice to see Bro & chat about nothings.
Final thing: you need to go over and click on that button that lets you follow my blog here. My wife is the only one who has done this. I am thinking about giving out a prize....thinking.
m3
Since I have been having so many problems getting on, this is a trial exhibit.
Greeting: Happy Easter or whatever you are a part of.
Humor: I was in HEB grocery store this week and walked down the Easter aisle. I look for M&M cute toys; the wife gets to eat the M&Ms and I get the toy. There were marshmallow thingies, bunnies, plastic eggs.....this is where I am going. Think: what is the purpose of plastic eggs? It is easier than boiling & coloring AND the health risk from rotten eggs goes away. As an aside, please be sure to inventory your real eggs at the end of the day. Finding one inside of the couch in two weeks is not pleasant.
Back to plastic eggs. They were pretty. Bright colors, primary colors, off colored eggs? Buried at the back was a package of eggs - Camo Colored. Now what cruel person would buy camouflaged eggs for his little two year old? That is just not right.
Daughter Laura & her husband Tom Roberts visited this week. They fished the entire time and caught nothing. This morning after they returned from Easter service, Laura caught a 15" blue catfish. She saved it. When we walked down to set it free, she had another 15" blue cat on her line. So, as you can see, she went to Easter Service then God gave her 2 catfish to feed the multitude. We turned them both loose to grow.
Brother Jim was down in the middle of the week. He tours airports handing out information about his company DUAT. I rode with him for 2 days returning late both days. It was nice to see Bro & chat about nothings.
Final thing: you need to go over and click on that button that lets you follow my blog here. My wife is the only one who has done this. I am thinking about giving out a prize....thinking.
m3
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