Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Friday, June 22, 2012
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Wait a minute. The Rays weren't around in 1979. They came into the league in 1998. How can there be a uniform for a team that didn't exist? I'll explain. The Rays annually have a turn-back-the-clock-night. In the past, they've worn their original, expansion team uniforms. Other times, they wore the uniforms of nearby minor league teams. This is sort of a mix between the '79 Padres and the '78 Mariners. I hope they are giving out sunglasses with each paid admission. BTW- They're only wearing these for one game, June 30, 2012 against the Detroit Tigers.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
On Sunday we had our normal Sunday School in the morning, the Sunday Worship service Sunday night.
Monday through Thursday we had VBS. I had been asked to play the part of gameshow host Wade Winnalot (my wife really liked the fact that I would have to shave every night for this character. Usually I only shave 2-3 times a week). Our theme was "Studio Go" and every night I asked questions about the bible story to three randomly chosen VBS kids and Coach Armstrong & Professor Wordsmart (these were silly, bumbling characters played by two of our other church folk). By the time I got home from VBS, I was whooped (seeing that I also had put in eight hours at the factory beforehand).
Friday, the State Finals for Jr. Bible Quizzing began. I took a vacation day off from work, since quizzing started at Noon, and I don't get off until 3 PM. It helps if the head scorekeeper is present during the quizzes. After going through the first bracket, we all partook in a big cookout. As the cookout was winding down, several games were played with all the quizzers who wished to participate. A candy rain was held shortly thereafter.
As all this was wrapping up, we were ushered inside for a Holy Ghost rally with Br. Wil Rowland. He is hilarious! Here is a Youtube clip of him and his friend "Sunshine".
After the alarm went off at 6:30 AM Saturday morning, my wife & I got ready for more quizzing. We went out for breakfast and were at the church by nine. Although things didn't shake out as we had hoped (the home teams, including the one with "The Boy", were knocked out early. When the dust settled, Toledo once again ruled supreme. However, there were major shake ups in the 2-4 slots. 2nd place went to a first year team, Hilliard. Two of the kids on that team are children of a former assistant Sunday School teacher of mine. 3rd place went to Zanesville, another fairly new team. 4th went to Columbus, which had won a tournament this year and is Nationally known.. Missing from the top teams was Dublin, which also had won one of the tournaments this year.
After all the quizzing was finished, all the officials went out for some food & fellowship. After consuming more than we should have at the local Mexican restaurant, I had to make a run out to the store where $1 will buy anything in the store. I had to get some "Fabulous Prizes" to be given away tomorrow, as our custom at the church, for Father's Day. I've won some of them in the past. I've won a tie, money, and a lock.
I am now thoroughly exhausteded. I'm heading to bed so I'll be ready to go to church again tomorrow.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
As we were coming in, the Saints Drumline was getting ready to perform, near the entrance. This is a group that is dedicated to keeping kids off the street & out of trouble. Some of the drummers weren't old enough for kindergarten yet. They were phenomenal. I took a short video of them with my phone, but I'm not yet able to figure out how to get it from my phone to my blog. Here's a Youtube video of them:
There were also jugglers walking through the crowd on stilts.
You could also pose to get a caricature picture of you drawn. Here is a picture of the Ogre & the boy:
The girl got her face painted while Mommy & Bubby were getting sketched. It's a butterfly, if you couldn't make it out.
There were also fun things for the kids to do, like zip-line, which the Boy enjoyed.
There were also bouncy houses, kids games, and you could go through the various emergency vehicles. The kids also got to meet Ronald McDonald, who was there on behalf of the Ronald McDonald house, which also got a new addition.
There was a tour of the new facility that was decorated with kids in mind. There is an area just off the main entrance called the magic forest that the kids had a blast in.
We also came across a large aquarium that had The Girl mesmerized.
When it was time to leave, several of us fell asleep on the way home. If you know me, I have to be VERY tired to sleep in a car. Thankfully, The woodsman (who was driving) wasn't one of them. I was told that there was quite the chorus of snores coming from the back of the vehicle.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Greetings. Sorry I haven't posted this week. It's been a little crazy around here.I just wanted to let you know that the dreaded "Facebook" hasn't devoured me. Not even there. I also am less than enamoured about the changes that Google has made to Blogger. I really have to muddle my way around to post something. :-(
I was reading an article recently that brought back a memory that I don't think I've shared yet. The article dealt with a guy who was stealing brass burial markers from the graves of veterans and selling the brass as scrap. The story I'm about to tell is just as bad, so you may want to take a break and get a cold drink to keep your blood from boiling.
It was around a national holiday (Veterans Day or July 4th, I don't remember which) and I had a couple small American flags that I was going to adorn my bike with. I had gotten them in Elementary school during an assembly. When Rotten Little Crook saw me with them, he asked if he could have one.
"No" I replied. "I got these from school. Get some of your own. They sell them at the store in town." He mumbled something and ambled off. I didn't think anything else about it.
Later in the day, I saw him with not one or two flags, but with at least a dozen. His folks weren't home from work yet, so I know he hadn't gone into town. "Where did you get the flags?" I asked. His replied floored me. "Over at the cemetery." he said. "What!?!?" I gasped. "You've got to be kidding me. That's sick!" He said "Ain't nobody over there using them.." and he walked on past me down the road.
I never did find out whether his folks made him take them back. Since their motto was "Finders Keepers", I doubt if they did.
Friday, June 1, 2012
Hello. It's time, once again, to stroll down Memory Lane. Pay no attention to the weeds growing through the cracks in the sidewalk.
I had mentioned in Flashback Friday #184 that I was seeing/dating Kelly Stump. I use the term seeing/dating because we didn't go very many places together. We went on probably three dates max. She came over whenever she could slip away from her folks. She was adopted by an older couple that were extremely protective. Had they any inclination to the behaviors that she exhibited, the both would have needed medical attention. I went over to her house whenever her parents would allow.
Until one day I got a call from Kelly. She said her folks had gone away and she was lonely. She wanted to know if Dad could drop me off at her place. I asked, and he was willing.
I lived 3 miles North of Marengo. She lived two mile South of Marengo. I was at her place in under 10 minutes. She had a long driveway, and I had Dad drop me off at the street so he wouldn't have to drive all the way to the house and try to turn around in the small area by the house.
When I got in the house, she grabbed me by the arm and exclaimed that she was so glad to see me. She the pulled me onto the couch and kissed me like she hadn't seen me in years. She asked if I wanted a soda and I said I did. She brought me one, but didn't get herself one. "If I get thirsty, I just get a drink of yours. It's not like I'm afraid of your germs or anything.
After about 20 minutes passed, she heard a noise outside and looked out the window. "Expletive delete" she exclaimed. My parents are coming up the driveway. They weren't supposed to be back for at least an hour. "Quick", she exclaimed, "Out the back door and through the woods." Seeing that there was a shotgun in a rack near the backdoor, I bolted out and ran for all I was worth.
The woods ended at the road about 3/4 mile from Kelly's house. I was only about a 3/4 mile from my cousin's ex-wife's house (she was the sister of Doris). I walked there, hoping she would give me a ride home. When I knocked at the door, a scruffy guy answered. I asked for my cousin's ex. He didn't know who she was. Great. I'm now 6 1/2 miles from home with no way home but to walk. And that's what I did. I didn't go over to Kelly's house when her folks weren't there ever again.