If this don't do it........

So I was interviewed by All Access.com about being unemployed. In the radio profession they call it "on the beach."

It's weird, but a lot of people seem to be very interested in what it's like to be out of a job.

You can find the interview here.

I think I do a better interview that being interviewed.

I just hope it gets me a job.

I want to thank the Academy

Wow!!!!!!!!

I never expected this.

To be nominated for Funniest Commenter at Candy's Daily Dandy was an honor enough. But to actually WIN!

Well I can only say I am shocked and it will probably take a couple of days for it to really sink in.

When I comment, I never really think funny or not funny. I just write whatever comes to mind so to be at the top of this elite class......really I'm honored and remain in awe.

If you are sensitive don't look.

If you haven't seen it yet then here it is.

Before chimp attack:

And after chimp attack: ( Once again I am warning you.)

I'm done.

If you have a limp penis then take _ _ _ _ _ _ _.

(Side effects: May cause limp penis)

If you have a heart murmur then take _ _ _ _ _ _ _.

(Side effects : May cause heart Murmurs)

If you suffer from depression then try _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.

(Side effects: May cause depression)

I am getting away from the T.V. and crawling into a book.

Morons.

Hey...I'm famous. Wait...No I'm not.

So I just did an interview for an online broadcast magazine All Access.

It was a 20 questions sort of thing. They will use 10 of them. I hope I don't come across like an idiot. I mean I am an idiot but I don't want the industry to know.

They say it will be published around Turkey-Bird Day.

I just hope it gets me a job.

What???? Why????

So I am reading the news tonight at CBS.com and this is the headline that grabs my eye:

DENVER, Oct. 26, 2009
Blind Man Adopts Son He'd Been Looking For
Blind Boy Spent 5 Isolated Years in Indian Orphanage Before Denver Couple Gave Him a Home

I guess they did their job because I noticed the headline but come on. Was this really necessary.

I didn't read the rest of the story out of spite.

It's not that I'm avoiding you.....

So I haven't blogged since my birthday......big deal.

Some would say "You're unemployed so you must have time." But that, my dear and hopefully nude reader, is not the case.

Rummaging through garbage cans for scraps, collecting cans and bottles for the deposits and getting the kids to do the "please sir, can I have some more" face for loose fries at Micky D's take up a lot of my time.

Otherwise I have been watching a lot of documentaries thanks to Some Guy's Blog. The latest was on Monty Python. Great.

Since I made fun of Some Guy's Blog and his personal demon's ("Don't mind if I do.") I have resumed working out after a ten year week off. If you read the previous post you can see the before pictures I have let myself go. Maybe I will show you the after pictures sometime around Christmas but only if you ask real nice.

I have turned down a couple of positions in radio. (That is what I used to do) I know beggars can't be choosers but the offers weren't right for the family. This doesn't mean that your friend, brother, neighbor, cousin, acquaintance in radio, public relations communications, shouldn't contact me.

I am open to all offers. (Hint hint CBS)

Not the last Vacation post ????

So guess what????? I went on vacation.

My kin folk and I went here.

This is Cape Henlopen State Park in Lewes Delaware.

It also looked like this.
Camping so close to the beach that you could hear the waves at night.

They has some cool stuff.

During WW2 the beach was used to watch the sea in case the Germans snuck up on us. They used these:

There are 11 of them but you can only go inside of 1.

Now the reason we went here was because this person

Master Elias celebrated his 4th birthday and he wanted to go camping and the beach. So things unfolded like this:

Camp

Beach:

Camp:

Beach:

The beach was really beautiful and was never really crowded.

It is located at the mouth of the Delaware Bay and the Atlantic so there was some cool landscape and water features.

They are even pet friendly:

So a good time was had by all although I can now proudly announce that at 40 yrs old today, I am officially a load.
Training starts tomorrow.

P.S.

Here is my wife in a bikini.

How I spent My Summer Vacation: Addendum

Real quick.

A request.

Por Vous.

How I Spent My Summer Vacation Final

I am a fan of the summer time including the heat. So far the summer had been a pretty big disappointment weather wise.

This week, Mother Nature did not disappoint.

Surprised????

You can't make this up.

Cocaine Tied To TV Pitchman's Death
TV Personality Billy Mays Died of Heart Attack in Sleep; Autopsy Shows Mays Used Cocaine Before Death

(AP) An autopsy shows that cocaine use contributed to the heart disease that suddenly killed boisterous TV pitchman Billy Mays in June, officials announced Friday.

The 50-year-old bearded TV personality died of a heart attack in his sleep after going to bed at his Tampa condo the night of June 27.

His wife found him unresponsive the next morning.

The Hillsborough County medical examiner's office Friday said Mays had last used cocaine days before his death.

The report said that although Mays died from heart disease, cocaine use was a contributing cause of death.

Read more at CBS.com

How I spent my summer vacation Part 2

So we went and visited the Amish at Dutch Wonderland.

These aren't the REAL Amish although they pretty much act the same way when they get mesmerized by bright lights, buzzing motors and colorful clothing.

The Amish are into large pretzels like this,

It's rumored that on the weekends and the entire community gets together and constructs them.

Here is a little video of the day. I wish it was better but it's not.

How I spent my summer vacation

I was running out of battery.

The kids decided that the 2 minutes of battery I had left was best spent filling pool toys with air.

The dogs wouldn't shut up.

Enjoy.

Holy Crap

Why would anyone think this is good or helpful.

Click here to watch!

This is not a good time.

So it's around midnight and I am sitting on that ledge between awake and sleep. I am happily leaning towards the edge, arms stretched, ready to take that plunge that will rejuvenate me for a new day when my wife shouts, "There is a bat in our room!!!!"

I shake myself into wakefulness as my wife dives deeper under the covers and sure enough, there is a rather large Brown bat doing circle dives around our room.

Now it's O.K. for my wife to build a barricade of blankets and pillows to protect herself from this night intruder but for me, I have to face this creature head on.

This action, in most households, would be a pretty simple task, but at the SOAT house, no killing is allowed so the winged rodent must be captured or forced out.

Due to these circumstances, I have become afraid of bats.

Sure they are fine as they swoop the pool light in search of their nightly morsel. Yes they are o.k. as they chirp from the trees waiting for the sun to move westward allowing them to once again partake in their nocturnal dinner date.

But when I cannot take my old nylon string guitar and do my best "EL Kabong" impersonation, I am a little lost.

Now this is the 3rd bat we have had (first of the season) in out home. Without the ability to just smack them down and shovel them out, I have grown unaccustomed to their hissing and swooping.

It took about 3 hours to get this guy cornered, caught in a towel and thrown from the premises.

Of course, my children slept thru the entire thing. Screams and all.

My new word

Nigalicious.

It's when I look or feel too good to be true.

I don't know if I am going to stick with that spelling.

Any suggestions?

(IknowtheNwordisabadwordthatwecan'tuseanymorebutIdon'tgiveash**IamgoingtouseitwhenIwantandIsuggestyoudothesamewiththiswordoranyotherofyourchoosing.)

Been a long time

Alright.

I'll say it.

I've been busy.

You will hear all about it soon.

Meanwhile, enjoy this Michael Jackson tribute.

I know you may be sick of them.

But this one is fitting.

Tribute.

Urkel

O.K. Time to blow my own horn.

I was never picked last for a team.
I always had a date to the dance.
I always asked the "big" guy to leave the "little" guy alone and it happened.
I have always been asked "How'd you do that!"

and so on.....

I'm not bragging I am just stating my life to this point.

So........................................

Why is it that I currently have some ability to re-enter my Blog Life ( I may get that tattooed across my belly) you know, write some/read some and someone who was kind enough to follow this little ole blog hasn't invited me to hers yet.

Namely The Dizzy Life of me.

That's correct.

Click it.

Click the link.

That's what I get.

Wha'd up with that? (I don't know if that's how you spell it because I am horrible at Urban.)

Mc the Man part 2

This is the second part of the McMahon interview. Enjoy.

Mc the Man part 1

This is part one of the interview because at 11 minutes long, it wouldn't load.

It was my pleasure to interview Ed McMahon last year about one month before his monetary issues really became public.

He had just released his book "When T.V. was Young."

Here is the story:

I called his publicist and we scheduled the interview for 3 weeks from our conversation.

When the day came I called the phone number and it turns out to be his home phone. Yes, I have Ed's home number. ( I also have Clive Barker's, Richard Kiel's and Robbie Benson's)

Low and behold, his "House Boy" answers and tells me the interview is not for this day but another and the McMahon's were getting ready to entertain for dinner. I disagree and asked him to check and see if Mr. McMahon could do the interview. Sure enough, Ed was available.

Hosting with me is 1520 WCHE morning host J.T. Morgan. He is a huge fan of Carson.

J.T. and I talked to Ed about his early career, the start of t.v. in Philly and what it means to be an Icon.

Ed Dead

So Ed is dead. That's sad because, like him or not, he was an Icon. I had the opportunity to interview Ed last year. If I get a chance today I will post it.

It was Father's Day

And I qualify.

I don't have any good pictures of my 3 currently but here is a video of my middle child and me talking nonsense.

It's Alive!!!!

Well....not yet but it is back together.

This is my 1975 Honda cb750 K-5 although it also has parts from a Super Sport and a Honda 500.

I did a minor rebuild on the engine and painted it myself. You can't tell from the pictures but the paint is not that great. But for a first time it is a great way to learn.

Now I just have to adjust the carbs and set the timing and Va-Rooooom. I'll be speeding to an unemployment office near you.

Where are I ?

I've been doing stuff I enjoy but it will probably bore you to death.

First, my wife runs an animal rescue and so my back yard looked like this;

After some muscle and sweat, it now looks like this;

I have also constructed a new fence around another part of the yard so the dogs have a new home;

Besides fence construction, I have also built a monument to my unemployment;

Now, many of my flowers are in and with the amount of rain we have received in Pa. things are looking good.

And finally, the fruit and veggies are coming in.

Peaches

Pears

Cherries

Apples

and of course the veggie garden

Finally, I had built a pond in the early spring and now it has some inhabitants.

So that's it. maybe something more interesting will be happening soon.

None

That is all.

Piece of crap No. 2

So I previously posted a video of myself playing my guitar and I am going to do it again.

Why. I guess I like torture but it is an easy way to see how I progress.

Last time I wrote of how I was trying to change my style of playing, so after a couple weeks of practice I will admit, I am like a baseball player trying to learn a new swing or a hockey forward trying to learn a new shot, it's uncomfortable but I'll see if I can push thru it. According to those in the know, I will improve.

This time I tried to do a variation on a theme. In other words, come up with a melody to fit the music, expand on that melody, stay in theme. I tried to do something a little more progressive than bluesy and failed an all counts.

For what it's worth, I am going to keep with the training. I figure I should give it an honest 6 months.

This time the light is better and for those who may care, the guitar is a 91 Fender American fitted wit a 59 reissue at the neck and a Jeff Beck stacked at the bridge. Unfortunately the amp is a piece of junk Peavy Trans-Tube so you cant really hear it.

No effects were used besides the gain on the amp.

Here I am.

Some or you may have noted that I haven't written a new blog entry in some time. Well I'm back but it is with a grim posting. The tale I am about to tell is not for the weak of heart, but the evidence I present will help this tale come to light.

Let me start from the beginning.

As many of you know, I live next door to the city of Coatesville where things are flame broiled never fried.

Although the rash of arsons have stopped (more or less) tragedy still looms large in our area.

I guess you never really realize it until it happens to you.

I awoke Monday morning of this week to find this in my side yard:

Looks a little like a garden doesn't it.

Let's look at it from another angle.

Without a doubt. A garden.

Now who would perpetrate a garden on an unsuspecting family. After some soul searching I remembered this post done by another blogger let's just call him TBY.

Done reading? Good! Now if you are asking yourself "Just how can I be so sure that TBY would start a Garden of Hope West in your yard?" Let me tell you ladies and gentleman, the evidence is overwhelming.

As you can clearly see, the beast has left his mark.

I end in tears but with the will to fight on.

Dr. Zibbs, If you think even one bum YES one bum will feast on the natural goodness of this garden...........then think again.