'Ello Kiddiez!!!
I reckon all my Christmas shopping is done. Not that I had much to get or many to buy for anyway. Kind of makes me wish I had little ones running about or at the very least nieces and/or nephews. Such are the wages of a solitary life I suppose.
As I write this, I'm listening to Mario Lanza. I remember my mother (Mama 'Shot to you) listening to his albums when I was just a wee 'Shot. If you haven't heard his rendition of O Holy Night, you're surely missing out. Of course, Nat King Cole's version is right up there as well, and if you're not opposed to slipping off the beaten path, treat yourself to The Brian Setzer Orchestra's recording of the song.
Still no snow, apart from Saturday morning's dusting that was gone by midday. :(
December 21, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
December 1, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
It's the most wonderful time of the year... (come on, I know you know the words so sing along)
After a VERY LONG hiatus from blogland, here I am again, home-sweet-condo. I suppose it's only fair to catch you all ("all" he says, as if...) up on the comings and goings in my little corner of terra sometimes not so firma.
Where to begin?
Mama and Papa 'Shot are doing well and up to their usual nothing much at all. I think I've decided what I'll get them for Christmas. If you promise to keep the secret, I'll tell you.
Brother SPidER has learned all there is to learn when it comes to the bass lines of Motley Crue. The band is really quite good, however his next show, I'm told, will be his last. It seems he doesn't have a passion for the lower register.
Adam is settled in and studying away at college. No time for dear-ol' dad these days, but such is life.
I can't believe it'll be TWO YEARS next month that I've been working where I work. Tempus where do you fugit to? In these most difficult of economic times, I got quite the increase this summer, it seems that for whatever reason, those in power think I have a bit of a knack for this. And to top it off, I'll start instructing in the on-site classrooms soon. Yikes!
I'm sure there's loads more, but that should be enough for now.
More later.
I love you all, and I've missed you terribly. Sorry for the absence, has your heart grown fonder or is it truly out of sight out of mind? We'll see I guess.
TTFN!
Tuesday - February 22
Monday, February 21, 2011
I seem to have gone into hibernation mode. During this time, I've discovered some enjoyable shows on TV and Hulu. Some are old friends that I've reconnected with, some are new additions to the networks' line-ups and some are simply new to me.
Here's a run-down of the things I've been watching:
HOUSE M.D.
While the adventures of Greg House and his staff of doctors is become quite predictable (his diagnosis and treatment seems to be working, then the patient takes a turn for the worse, his second diagnosis is wrong as well, but he gets an epiphany in the final 10 minutes and saves the day) the B-Stories are still entertaining enough to hold my interest.
The Big Bang Theory
Sheldon, Leonard and their geeky ways are still chuckle inducing, even if they're becoming caricatures of themselves.
Rules of Engagement
The addition of Timmy to the ensemble was a stroke of genius and Patrick Warburton's dry delivery and perfect comedic timing make Jeff a riot.
Lie to Me
This show has actually usurped House as my top 'must see' drama. If you haven't seen it yet, I recommend you give it a try.
Doc Martin
I stumbled across this gem on PBS. Another great show from our friends at the BBC.
Hustle
And again, the BBC hit it out of the park. I like anti-heros.
Honorable Mentions:
Castle: Rich writer & Uber-hot lady cop
Mr. Sunshine: Funnier than expected single camera comedy.
$#*! My Dad Says: William Shatner taking the piss. 'Nuf said.
How I Met Your Mother: Barney is still worth watching.
Mad Love: I'm gonna give this one a chance to heat up. So far, it's been an extended introduction.
Requiescat in pace et in amore
Sunday, February 6, 2011
One of my musical heroes died today, Mister Gary Moore.
His career dates back as far as the 1960s when, while still a teenager he joined Skid Row (not to be confused with the 80s heavy metal group). Gary Moore was probably best known for his work with Thin Lizzy and his solo career. He was 58 years old.
The Bridge Builder
Sunday, January 23, 2011
An old man, going a lone highway,
Came, at the evening, cold and gray,
To a chasm, vast, and deep, and wide,
Through which was flowing a sullen tide.
The old man crossed in the twilight dim;
The sullen stream had no fear for him;
But he turned, when safe on the other side,
And built a bridge to span the tide.
“Old man,” said a fellow pilgrim, near,
“You are wasting strength with building here;
Your journey will end with the ending day;
You never again will pass this way;
You’ve crossed the chasm, deep and wide-
Why build you this bridge at the evening tide?”
The builder lifted his old gray head:
“Good friend, in the path I have come,” he said,
“There followeth after me today,
A youth, whose feet must pass this way.
This chasm, that has been naught to me,
To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be.
He, too, must cross in the twilight dim;
Good friend, I am building this bridge for him.”
By Will Allen Dromgoole
