Monthly Archives: November 2019

It’s time to play the Family Feud

Greetings, readers. Last evening was the annual church soup supper which began at 5:30. After a delightful bowl of ultra thick vegetable soup and a soft roll, everyone was invited downstairs to participate in the Christmas edition of Family Feud. Pastor Mike needed one more person for team two. I gladly raised my hand. Smith said she didn’t mind and told me to go and enjoy myself.

We had filled out our answers to be delivered to the office just that morning, so I remembered a good number of the questions. We lined up in teams from youngest to oldest and of course I was the oldest on my team; I went last. I must admit it seemed surreal standing at the square table, one hand behind my back ready to ring the bell. The woman opposite me was just a little bit faster and I had to count to make sure all my fingers were still attached. Now for the fun part.

Our team won and got to play for the “big money;” Pastor Mike said we were playing for respect and admiration of all the congregation instead of money. It was chosen that a girl named Melissa and I would be a team of two to play Fast Money. She wanted to go second, which left me a difficult task. For anyone who has ever watched this game show, the first player must give good answers, but not necessarily the number one answer. Of the five questions, I got the top answer on four of them. Then the classic game show moment happened. I misunderstood the fifth question and gave a complete cornball answer; I scored zero on that one. When my partner had her turn, she only needed fifty some-odd points to get to two hundred. We won easily.

 

Prize ‘won’ instead of money in church game of Family Feud. Each player got their own plant.

Each contestant was given a flower pot as a prize. Pastor Mike looked at the folks giving out the prizes as if to say that really wasn’t part of the deal. I think they were supposed to be decorations for that room. Lol.

Another lol, Pastor Mike did not kiss the ladies, as Richard Dawson would have way back in the day.

Lastly, Happy Thanksgiving to all my readers in America. Enjoy the day with family, and hopefully you are not somewhere where these major storms are occurring.

That’s it for this blog entry. Rebecca and I are going to quickly compose another one and schedule it for Sunday. Smith and I will be watching the Steelers try to beat the Browns. It will be much easier if a post is set up to automatically publish Sunday afternoon.

So until then, take care, love one another, have a great few days, and happy reading.

I must do something I’m not good at; stand firm

Greetings, readers. Events took place the other day here at my apartment building which has caused me to lose a friend. I am not happy to say this, because I really liked this person. Her emotional disability is more than I can handle, and I cannot take the drama and stress. I must walk away.

I’ve known this person for a number of years now and there have been good times and bad. Recently, however, the bad times have outnumbered the good. I don’t know if any of you, my readers, have experienced this before, but it is thoroughly frustrating. Being the son of a psychologist, I tried to pick up as much as I could from Mom. That small advantage I gained was not enough to keep this friend.

Life will go on without my friend (name omitted for privacy reasons) though I feel like I failed. Losing a friend pains me like an open wound. The pain will go away, but it will take time. In the meantime, I shall rejoice in the friends I still have. I need to look forward, not back. If this person ever does come to her senses, and gets and stays on the proper medication, perhaps one day the friendship can resume. Until then, I need to take care of my own emotional health.

On to a different topic, in four weeks Rebecca and I will type our last regular blog entry together. 😦 As mentioned, I will put up the occasional blog entry to keep the blog alive and fresh, as I hope Rebecca will do too from time to time. Probably no new entries will take place the last week or two of December, with a new entry the first week of January.

I saw on the internet news page that the last several days a plethora, unfortunately, of shootings occurred. Prayers go out to the families of the victims and a special prayer goes out to those folks who think that violence is the only way to get the attention they seek. Give peace a chance. There are always people available and willing to help you with almost any problem. I am proof of that. I was severely depressed years ago, thought about ending it all, told myself that I was not a coward, and contacted the therapist that I still have today. Violence is not the answer. There are counselors, clergy people, and good old-fashioned best friends you can confide in. If you are thinking about doing something desperate or violent, please think it over for a day or two, and try any of the options I just mentioned.

Well, it must be getting close to winter time, folks. I saw Tussey Mountain Sky Resort all lit up the other night. As we speak, I can see man-made snow on the mountain, though it has been dark the last couple of nights. You would never get me on those slopes on skies. Heck, I can barely walk on the snow on the sidewalk sometimes, much less ski. One day I am planning on taking the local bus to the resort, just to check it out. I might even have lunch there. πŸ˜‰ Any local takers? We could make a party of it.

I am still holding out a slim hope for the Pittsburgh Steelers, but with this loss last week, I think that even a wild-card berth is not obtainable. If we finish at 500 [8-8], I feel we will be damned lucky. I’m still upset at the Cleveland Brown’s defensive player who, in my opinion, tried to kill our quarterback by hitting him over the top of his head with his own helmet. I’m sure that anyone who follows football has seen the clip. The poor kid has already had one concussion, he doesn’t need a second one.

There’s the news for now. Until next Wednesday, have a great week, please love one another, may your favorite sports team win this week, and as always happy reading.

It looks like it is 50 degrees, but it is only 19

Greetings, readers. Sitting here in my chair by my living room window gazing out at the construction site and the Days Inn behind it, the sun and blue sky make it appear as though it could be a nice warm day. In reality, it is only 25 degrees F. When I left for coffee this morning at 7:30, it was a balmy 19. Tee-shirt, hoodie, down coat, knit hat, and gloves was mandatory outer wear. Even as a child I hated getting dressed up like a polar bear just to go outside without catching pneumonia. Yes, readers, appearances can be deceiving, for the high is only expected to be 32 degrees at 3:00pm.

As I’m dictating, clouds are thickening. According to the weather forecast, this was supposed to be a “partly sunny day.” I suppose this still qualifies. I know sometimes at camp in Maine, it can be cloudy in the morning, yet the afternoon can be sunny and beautiful.

On to another topic, which I will call mini technology grrrr, last evening I was looking for a baseball game for the laptop which is mostly an app for iPhones. I found it, but do you think I could download the damn thing? Finally I had to stop to go to sleep. I will try again another day. The game is called 9 Innings Baseball and when I play it on my iPhone it is awesome. The graphics are unbelievable. Yes, readers, you know me, I am a big kid at heart and love my baseball and football games, a.k.a. simulations. Some of them are so complex you need a PhD just to operate them. I’m not certain if it will happen in my lifetime, but one of these years I think a Star Trek type holodeck will be invented and you could magically appear in any baseball stadium or local ball field you want, and enjoy watching any two teams you can imagine. Boy, I hope that does happens in my lifetime. If I’m ever lost, you would know where to find me.

Finally, prayers go out to anyone affected by the cold snap from Canada to central Texas. Two words for you people … bundle up. Please remember to check on family and neighbors, and don’t forget the elderly and the homeless.

Speaking of the homeless, next Wednesday’s blog entry will be on this topic. I think it will be a good post. Until then, take care, have a great week, love one another, and happy reading.

Times are a changin’

Greetings, readers. The nine-year stint of Rebecca and I working together will be coming to a sad end at the end of this year. Many factors on both sides have made this the only logical choice. Fear not, blog readers. While I might not post new entries twice a week, I won’t be closing the blog down either. As well, Rebecca asked me if she could add an occasional From Rebecca from time to time in the next year. Obviously, I said yes.

I’ve been going through a rough patch recently. A very sweet young lady – a server at Bear Spring Camps for many years – was hit by a car in Florida and killed a few days ago. It made me wonder: A wonderful person with her whole life in front of her is called home and I, a gamer and absolute loafer, continues to walk the planet. Hmm. I don’t see the justice in that. Probably I’ll get to live to be 106, playing baseball video games right up to the end.

A high school classmate of mine is back in the hospital and not doing well. Pinky, you have to make it, Kid. I’m not ready to add your name to the curse of the class of ’83. I’m praying for you constantly.

It is a beautiful sunny day here in central Pennsylvania, yet cold. There is nary a cloud in the sky. The days of 60ΒΊ F are gone until springtime, I’m afraid. I must say with climate change we were warmer here longer in the fall season than in years past. I will take it.

I cannot believe that we are getting to the home stretch of the Penn State football season, and just past the mid-point of the NFL season. It truly feels like the older I get, the faster time seems to go. That is probably because the majority of my years are behind me. I’m not that young kid anymore who could run around and play sports. Hell, with my knees I couldn’t even run to a bus.

Now, readers, as you know I am not one for conspiracy theories. The other day I was doing errands with a friends and I saw something weird in the sky. I can only describe them as chem trails, a term I learned from a former friend that meant she thought the government was spraying chemicals in the air. I hope never to see another cloud like that again. It was definitely not a vapor trail from a jet liner at 33,000 feet. I know the difference. This was low and perfectly curved, as though it would fit around a big pipe. As Arte Johnson on Laugh-In would say, “Verrry interesting.”

Lastly, I’m still getting used to my new smart phone … very slowly, and thanks to the winning costume at the Halloween party, I won a Kindle Fire. That’s right folks, I went from having a dumb phone to having two smart devices in a week. There will be a learning curve. I must say though, I am enjoying both gizmos.

 

Me at the 2019 Halloween Party as C3PO at Addison Court Apartments. I won the contest!
Me at the 2019 Halloween Party at Addison Court Apartment as C3PO. I won the contest!

 

That’s it for today. I can’t guarantee a blog entry for the weekend as you know, but I will try. We’ll be working together until the end of the year, so until next Wednesday, take care, have a great week, love one another, and as always, happy reading.