Saturday, January 21, 2023

Hail, Hail, The Gang's All Here...

a recent meeting of our IT department

...we're all friends together, in all kinds of weather...

Or so says at least one version of that old song, and it proved true enough at a belated holiday get together for our entire IT department.

I'm old enough to remember when "our entire IT department" would have fit comfortably in a phone booth...


...and yes, back then there were still phone booths dotting the landscape.

Those days are gone, and accommodating our group now requires two large tables.

The only organized activity during the evening was "2 truths and a lie":  we each wrote down 2 true events and 1 lie from our past, and then the group had to guess which one was the lie.

Generally speaking, we IT folk are considered a dull, uninteresting lot, but you couldn't tell that listening to some of the true tales from the past, including piloting the Goodyear blimp...


...defying the computer nerd stereotype by dating the college homecoming queen...


...and demonstrating commitment to perfection by rolling 18 (!) 300 games...


We've got some impressive people working for us!

Happy to report a good time was had by all.


'Round these parts January is normally the coldest, snowiest month of the winter, but not this year.

After the Blizzard of '22 blew through...


...just before Christmas, the weather turned unseasonably warm.

The next 3 weeks were mid 40's, plenty of rain, and no sunshine.

And while I personally do not weep for the strange disappearance of winter, I know there are others who do...


...including #4 son and his kids, who love snowmobiling.


Guess I'll have to start praying...


...for winter's return.


Not much shakin' on this end of town so off we go for a quick ramble through the Parting Shots department:

recently found a vintage 8 track storage carousel



Karen, please take note



a post-holiday find at a local antique store



corruption and incompetence on parade



Ivan Provorov, man of the hour



men take note: 1 of a handful of essential skills you should possess...how to tie a windsor knot




In these troubled times, a reminder from God's Word:



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Saturday, January 14, 2023

I'm Sure You Saw The News...

Think, Jill...where did I put those nuclear codes?

...about the pre-dawn raid by a SWAT Team...on Slo-Joe's home to recover illegally stashed classified documents.

What?

No Special Weapons And Tactics boys this time?

No tip off to CNN so they could miraculously be on site before sunrise to film the whole thing?

Ah, I see...they just asked their $1000 an hour lawyers to poke around a bit and see what they could turn up.

Look!  There they are!  Right where he keeps all his stolen Top Secret government papers...next to the 'vette.

Hey, it's a LOCKED garage, ok?  (Where he keeps his Corvette!)

But of course as soon as they discovered evidence of this criminal act committed years ago by then VP Biden...


...they immediately spread the documents out on the floor of his garage - mind those oil stains - and took pictures so the press could flood the panting media outlets with this breaking news!

Yeah...not quite.

Does knowing about this prior to the mid term elections and then sitting on it for a couple of months sound about right?

As has been duly noted by many pundits, when you have a two tiered justice system, you do not have a justice system.

So this is not about the most corrupt US Attorney General in history...


...suddenly following the law, because obviously he has/does/will not.

Apparently something else is in play, and it may be as simple as Slo-Joe's evil nurse maids getting out the long knives since their dimwitted puppet has outlived his usefulness.

It fit their schemes to have him act as faux-prez for awhile, but running for a 2nd term?

I don't think so!

His days of illegally squatting in the White House may be numbered.

Now if his handlers could take out his equally corrupt but - it's hard to fathom this - even dumber  2nd banana...

love that mindless cackle

...at the same time, then guess who would be president?

All Hail The Chief?

As part of the clown show, it has been amusing to watch certified airhead KJP...


...dance like Yosemite Sam...


...in front of the normally puerile press corps unexpectedly acting like adult reporters.

Apparently they didn't get the memo that she's the first alphabet soup woman of blah blah blah because it hasn't saved her from relentless friendly fire.

In spite of all that, don't hold your breath waiting for the truth.

If it does come out, it will be a mistake (they're not God, they just think they are), a necessary evil, or an unintended byproduct of their main purpose.

More to come, I'm sure.


On a slightly more upbeat note...


...yes!  I'm hearing better thanks to these Vomues hearing amplifiers:


I did have to return my first pair because the battery in the right one went dead, but Amazon shipped out a replacement pair immediately and I'm back in business.

They're not perfect of course, but I'm definitely hearing more than I used to.

The TV volume has been turned down, Karen hasn't attacked me with a dirty steak knife recently for making her constantly repeat herself, and I now know just how loud my beloved mcm grandfather clock...


...really is when it chimes every quarter hour.

Life is better, at least when it comes to my hearing.


Yes, it's a slow news day here at the AMC -


- did not become an overnight billionaire in the mega millions drawing, haven't renovated anything in our mcm home recently, my 9 hole wiffle golf course is still closed for the winter - so let's cut right to the Parting Shots chase, shall we?


as long as she's comfortable, that's what matters



a rare freezing morning painted crystal designs on the pond



architectural humor



consumerism as a life philosophy



a recent 48 degree day coaxed me outside with my brassie



A Believer Sings The Truth - great gospel album by Johnny Cash




A bite of soul food on your way out the door:


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Sunday, January 8, 2023

From 4' Snow Drifts...


...to the green, green grass of home.

Ok, that may be a slight exaggeration, and it's definitely not my home...but we have indeed gone from four foot deep snow drifts courtesy of the blizzard of '22 to bare ground in less than a week.

And there's no winter weather in sight at the moment.

Sadly, neither is there any sunshine nor warmth on the horizon...just gray, cloudy, rainy, cold and dismal, day after gloomy day.

I'm so happy I could spit...


...but I won't.


Something new...


Not quite the same as Bill Murray's ill fated clock in Groundhog Day...


...but I've always liked flip clocks, so now I have one on my desk.

You can thank Austrian Josef Pallweber for inventing them back in the 1890's, but the modern version we all remember is courtesy of the Copal Company of Japan.

They redesigned and popularized them in the '60s and '70s, though they faded from the marketplace by the '90s due to LED digital clocks.

They're back now...well, sort of...they're available, anyway.

Don't miss 'em while you can.


I've mentioned my hearing issues before...


...and I've decided it's time to do something about it.

It's been this way for years, so why now?

A minor yet revelatory interaction with my beloved highlighted how annoying it can be trying to communicate with someone who's HOH (hard of hearing).

it's all fun and games until you're the joke

The ironic part of this is I heard her the first time but something in my manner - the look on my face, my lack of an affirmation, or whatever - convinced her that - yet once again - she had to repeat herself.

And she did so, in an obviously - and thankfully, uncharacteristically - irritated manner.

In the "straw that broke the camel's back" department...


...that helped convince me it's time, and I've ordered a pair of hearing amplifiers:


These are NOT true hearing aids (read $4k and up); they're amplifiers (less than $150) made by Vomues...so we'll see.

But they are highly rated - #1 sellers in their category on Amazon - with basic noise cancellation and a few other niceties, and I'm hopeful.

Perhaps I'll get out of the "I'm smiling and nodding because I have no idea what you just said" mode and actually start hearing what's happening around me again.

And if that proves unpleasant - there is something to be said for peace and quiet - I can always return them.

Stay tuned.


Parting Shots is more like "see ya in the funny pages" this week:

Watterson is a genius



when you act like a jack ass you might as well look like one






you know who you are







love the look on Santa's face



maybe we shouldn't be carrying Big Brother around in our pockets



This concludes our broadcast day.

it's heartwarming the way the youngest clings to her babysitter

You are now free to go about your daily life, such as it is.

later, mcm fans...

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