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1 September 2003
 Howard Johnson's
meals at
home, The Three Stooges in
Have Rocket Will Travel,
Jane Russell, Barney's, Britannica,
and more.
Just a sampling of
what I saw in an old 1959
newspaper I found as I cleaned
a little more of our shit hole of a
basement. The old lady who lived
here didn't throw away anything.
Here's more to
look at.
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5 September 2003
The Baldwins do the voices for Paddington Bear;
or at least that was my dream the other night. Knowing nothing about the
bear, I don't know why I dreamed about him. Upon further
research, I found out the bear is British. I don't think the
Baldwins are talented enough to pull off a British accent.
"With MTBE" was the sticker on the gas pump at the newly
remodeled gas station down the street. What the heck is that I
asked. It is Methyl Tertiary Butyl Ether, an additive that has
been used since 1979 to replace lead. It is an oxygenate.
Some form of oxygenate has been required since 1992. Yee ha.
Today, I dug up the front yard, dumped more top soil
on it, seeded, fertilized, buried it in burlap, and collapsed (after Chinese food).
The purpose of the burlap is to keep the seed and dirt from washing down
the hill. I must now collapse again. So tired.
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9 September 2003
One of the things I like about this place is the many people who
recycle trash. I myself have gotten a huge amount of stuff out of
other people's trash and brought it home. The thing is, our trash
is usually just that, trash. Nobody wants it. I was happy to
see just an hour after I put it down there, someone picked up our old
porcelain kitchen sink. Whether they sell it personally or to a
salvage yard or just use it themselves, it's all good. Another
piece of trash was our old hot water heater. It's been sitting
idle in the basement for 20 years which is how old our current water
heater is. Duncan was busy so I decided to pull it out of my
basement myself. The first three steps were easy so I thought it
would be simple. On step four, I hit the top of the stairs
above. Now I can't go up, I can't go down. I can't go around
it. I am stuck. An hour later, it's at the curb. I now
know I am much more limber than I thought and I can climb like a monkey.
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10 September 2003
It only goes to show, stupid is as stupid does.
Good luck tomorrow buddy, thinking about ya.
And Tab
Hunter is
gay. Come on, his name is Tab, what do you expect?
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12 September 2003
So long Johnny Cash, you can see June again.
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13 September 2003
It has been a long time since I have gotten home after 4AM. We
were on a midnight gay cruise last night and I'm still brain dead
today. I've been wanting to cruise the Hudson River since we moved
here so it was an extra added benefit we found a gay cruise. One
thing I never got around to this year was kayaking the Mohawk
River. Next year, it'll happen.
My grass is actually growing very nice. Silly
things make me happy.
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14 September 2003
Now we all know Mr
Peanut is gay, and he's dancing to The Bay City
Rollers for Christ sake. Come on man, get yourself out of that
closet.
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18 September 2003
 I'm very glad I'm not down there
today. It was on this day in 1989 that Hurricane Hugo
blasted it's way ashore and devastated The Carolinas for hundreds
of miles inland. I remember waking up at 2AM to all the
noise and not being able to go back to sleep. I called one
of my friends who was also awake and we talked for about a couple
of hours. I could hear transformer after transformer
blowing up, tree falling after tree falling down. We talked
in the dark until the phones went dead. Going outside the
next morning, the weather was beautiful. There were trees
blocking everything. The ground was covered with green
leaves. All the streets were blocked so we walked
forever. Power lines were everywhere. Traffic signals
were on the ground at every intersection. All businesses
were closed as well as the ATM's. We were without power for
two weeks and we did better than most. The cable was out for
another month. The city of trees that doesn't usually get a
lot of wind didn't fare to well that day. The city that
can't clear four inches of snow out of the streets did a
remarkable job of clearing debris though. A couple months
later, it was gone. I will never forget that night. I
wish I would have grabbed one of those traffic lights because I
have always wanted one.
Happy birthday to dad and Rob.
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23 September 2003
 When I was a kid, 61
BIG WAYS was THE station to listen to. I remember
listening to Murphy in the Morning, who left to do a morning show
in Chicago and I believe is still there, and Chucky Boo Boo
Baron. Boo would yell out Chucky BOOOOO Bo Baron. My
brother and me would yell it out at the same time. Geeks,
huh? Rumor has it he was fired because he would talk so
fast, sometimes inserting cuss words as he went along. They
slowed it down and listened to it and it was full of
profanity. ... Seems there is a guy is starting a station using BIG WAYS' old jingles and
format. Nifty idea, though I don't know if it'll fly.
For all you old Charlotte
radio heads, this site has all kinds of great info and
jingles and logos from Charlotte radio of days gone by. It's
mostly Z100, but there's a drop down menu for a lot of old
stations including WBCY, which I listened to in high school,
starting place of John Boy and Billy, WROQ, from my Jr. High
days, and BIG WAYS, from my munchkin days. ... And
that's me riding Dino in case you're wondering.
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27 September 2003
I can definitely see a DNA connection here...
...and not that I know a lot about Donald O'Connor, but doesn't it seem like many
greats have died this year?
Johnny Paycheck*
Nell Carter
Mister Rogers
Little Eva
Maurice Gibb
Richard Crenna
Robert Stack
June Carter Cash
David Brinkley
Gregory Peck
Katharine Hepburn
Buddy Hackett*
Barry White
Buddy Ebsen
Bob Hope
Gregory Hines
Charles Bronson
Warren Zevon
John Ritter
Johnny Cash
Gordon Jump
Robert Palmer
*not sure if they qualify as a great
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29 September 2003
Today started out to be one of the suckiest I've had in a long
time. The reasoning for this I have yet to put my finger on.
About half way through the day, I had to go the Mail Boxes Etc., now The
UPS Store, to get some things notarized. Besides not
accepting FedEx packages anymore, they also don't notarize
anymore. Luckily, a man behind me asked me if I had an ID, if so
he had a stamp in his car. It was done and I was on my way.
No charge. Thanks dude. A better day was coming. Also,
notary publics don't use the imprint stamp anymore, just a plain ink
stamp. Doesn't that take away some of the authority of the
whole thing?
Schenectady has the most courteous bums I have ever
encountered. I almost want to give them something. No not
really.
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30 September 2003
Jim Richardson was a fighter for all people.
He said it like it was. I met him once in passing. I said,
"Thanks for everything you do", he said, "No, let me
thank you", and we smiled in passing.
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