WHAT A WEEK

MEANINGLESS FACT - A woman's heart beats faster than a man's! Frankly, who cares?

Why is there a light in the refrigerator and not in the freezer

THE WEEK THAT WAS

People come and people go, but this week three very familiar names left for good.

ED MC MAHON - I remember Ed when he did local TV work in Philadelphia. In those days, Ed and the late Ernie Kovacs and "Uncle Pete Boyle" appeared on the old black and white 12" screen and brought sunshine to the day.

Ed went on to gain fame with Johnny Carson before falling on hard times. Ed led the perfect life and earned it.

FARRAH FAWCETT - Beautiful, talented and seldom controversial. She played the weakest (typical blond) on Charlie's Angels. Farrah brought warmth and charm to all of her professional endeavors. The world could use more people like her.

MICHAEL JACKSON - Maybe the greatest entertainer of our times, bar none! I recall taking my then 8 year old daughter to see The Jackson's at the Silver Dome in Pontiac Michigan. As we entered this massive facility all that I could see were youngsters, dressed like Michael down to his signature white glove, hair curled and all. What I saw was 'a rock and roll model".

Michael's life took numerous dramatic turns, health, physical appearance, law suits, financial disaster. I will not look back to the foibles that he was accused of. Rather I choose to remember the tremendous talent who "tripped the light fantastic" that night in Pontiac Michigan.

CAP AND TRADE

Since returning to this site, I have chosen to avoid the present political, economic and foreign affairs positions that the US finds itself in. However the most recent attempt to pick the pockets of all Americans must be addressed.

CAP AND TRADE - Under the guise of working towards a green world, to stop global warming (if there is global warming) and reduce our reliance on foreign oil. The present administration is attempting to enact the largest tax increase in history.

This bill is 1300+ pages in size (has no pictures) and is impossible to understand. What we do know is, ALL means of energy will be taxed, end of story. Rich poor, Caucasian, Negro, Asian, Hispanic, legally in the country or not, old or young, employed, unemployed or retired, man or woman. WE WILL ALL PAY TO USE ELECTRICITY, FUEL ETAL.

Manufacturers will be forced to pass the costs on to their customers, leave the country or close their doors. ENORMOUS INFLATION IS ON THE HORIZON

I AM SICK AND TIRED OF HEARING THE FLAGELLANTS BEING SPEWED BY THIS ADMINISTRATION UNDER THE GUISE OF "HELPING US". If they want to help us, I suggest that they leave us the He_ _ alone!

Have a great week end.

I AM REALLY STIMULATED!!!!!

Have you ever wondered why people eat natural foods, when many people die of natural causes?

WHAT THE STIMULUS PACKAGE WILL BRING TO ME!

Now that I have had an opportunity to completely read the stimulus package (the first one that is). I am really excited to have the following services provided.

I CAN GET TATTOOS REMOVED FOR FREE - Of course I do not have any "tatts".

I CAN JOIN A BRAND NEW YMCA THAT WE ARE PAYING TO BUILD IN MICHIGAN. What happened to the separation of church and state?

I CAN SLEEP WELL KNOWING THAT THERE WILL BE A SOLUTION TO THE PROBLEM OF HOG ODOR IN THE MID WEST.

I CAN TRAVEL THE SENATOR BYRD HIGHWAY TO NOWHERE IF I EVER GO TO WEST VIRGINIA.

I CAN FEEL SAFE IF I EVER TRAVEL OVER A 100 YEAR OLD BRIDGE IN KANSAS THAT IS CLOSED.

I CAN ENJOY THE BUFFALO BILL MUSEUM NOW THAT IT WILL BE DIGITAL.

My car lease is up in a year, I can't wait to buy a new Cadillac or Chrysler. Oil changes will be done by Barney Frank, washes and detailing by Charlie Rangle, financing with the help of Chris Dodd. and insurance made possible by Timothy Geitner.

Frankly, would you trust any of the above with your trash, let alone your money and safety?

It's been a while

After numerous e-mails, post cards, smoke signals, phone calls and water balloons, demanding my return. I'm back. Modern technology has forced me to take a new address which is smo1942@blogspot.com.

DRIVING A PICK (ME) UP TRUCK

I recently had the need to drive a pick up truck for a day. Having been raised in the "city", having no idea why anyone would ever need such a vehicle let alone one with large tires which made it necessary to have a step ladder to get in.

Prior to this adventure, I thought that it would make sense to add accrudaments to the vehicle as well as my wardrobe in order to get the true experience. Hard as it is to believe, I could not rent a gun rack for the back window, fuzzy tails for the rear fenders, a "rebel" license plate or a washable tattoo that said MOM with a big red heart.

So here I go, wearing a dress shirt, tie, winged tip shoes and plaid pants, sitting 10 feet off the ground, starting the journey.

The first thing that I noticed were the interesting things "stored" in the drivers area (I guess that's called the cab). First an exciting assortment of almost empty soda cups from an assortment of fast food establishments. It was obvious that many were well aged, after all "Gino's" .15 hamburgers has been gone for at least 30 years and I can barely remember the Hot Shoppe. The soda containers were accompanied by a number of empty beer cans, you would thinf that they wouls have been redeemed for the deposit.

Apparently, if you spend a lot of time driving one of these, you need extra clothes. On the floor was a lively assortment of colorful sets of underwear. I still can't understand why there were both men's and woman's sets? Either I'm just naive or they got the truck from Bill Clinton.

Behind the seats were an assortment of well used, soiled rags. Some had catsup and mustard stains, others oil and grease stains and others were, to say the least "non descript".

I will say that you meet the most interesting people when you drive one of these, many of them wave at you using just one finger, others just yell out of their car (or pick me up) windows. The nicest person that I met worked at the gas station. You see, we could not find the gas tank and the attendant could not communicate in English. He just stood there and smiled, maybe it was the plaid pants.

Well, now I can remove drive a pick (me) up truck off of my "bucket list".

WELCOME BACK!