Tuesday, December 27, 2005

WHAT A $#!^ !

I just don't know about Bob P. Even though he is our seinor bellman, he is constantly prooving that with age, wisdom doesn't always follow. He made everyone mad earlier (and I tried to pass it off as just poorly exicuted good intentions) when he told Jim (before he was diagnosed with throat cancer) that he had cancer and needed to get to the doctor. Well today I was talking with another cast member that I was working early shifts this week but who knew how long that would last. (We have besides Jim 2 other bellmen out) Bob piped up and said that I was working Jim's schedual and that I would have it until I caught Jim's cancer. The other cast member and myself just stared at each other in disbelief.

Bob, somtimes you surpass even you.

Monday, December 26, 2005

STILL CRAZY AFTER ALL OF THESE YEARS

There was a definate chill in the air this St. Sephen's Day morning and the bus stop acts as a wind tunnel anyway. Definately cold. I walked by a couple of guests all bundled up,ushing a rack. While I was wearing my jacket, I was still in my shorts. The lady on the bench looked like I was crazy and turn to me and said, "Are you nuts in shorts?" I replied, "Yes Ma'm I am . . . but then I'm nuts in long pants as well."

Sunday, December 25, 2005

SO THIS IS CHRISTMAS ...

Alright, I'm finally home after working Christmas day at the Contemporary. Had an 8 AM shift so I got off in time to get a Christmas dinner with my Sweetheart. Have to tell the truth I didn't want to be at work today. I just wanted to sit at home and play my new Stephen Seifert lesson all day long.

We had 2 call ins and that messed up me getting an ER today though technically I was asked. Gerruard asked me if I wanted to leave a half an hour early. Now what the good is that. I might as well work my full shift. Gerraurd like the rest of management just doesn't get it. Like we wouldn't notice managers on short shifts and NONE of ours present for Christmas. He was asked about departmental moral and he said it didn't matter. How can you lead if no one will follow?

Suprise! We got our 99 cent meal. 2 Slices of lunceon ham in raisan sauce and cold yams with bad blueberry pie for dessert. Got charged extra for the small fountain drink that was supose to come with it. Was glad to get home to Oliver and Yoko. Am so glad she is in my life.

Friday, December 23, 2005

WHAT ARE YOU SAYING DAVE?

A friend at work told me about this yesterday. It seems as a New Mexico judge has granted a restraining order against David Letterman , late night talk host. One Colleen Nestler of Santa Fe, complained to the court that Letterman was sending her secret coded messages in his monalouges, cagoling her to marry him and become his co-host. I would like to now pass on the transcript of the police call.

Hello, 911. Please state the nature of your emergancy.

Oh my God! Oh My God! He's here! He's in my house.

Do you have an intruder in the house, Ma'm?

Yes. It's David Letterman. I have a restraining order, but he's in my house.

Is he there now Ma'm?

GET OUT OF HERE! Oh why won't he just leave me alone?

Ma'm? Ma'm Is he there now?

You BASTARD! NO! NO! I WONT BE YOUR CO-HOST!

Ma'm calm down. Is Mr. Letterman there now?

No he just left. But he keeps coming back after the commercials. OH MY GOD! There he is again!

Stay calm Ma'm, the police are on their way.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

HAM IS A MAN'S BEST FRIEND

I have heard a new commercial on the radio. It is in the style of those that tell us that we need to give gold and diamonds to express our love for the ladies in our lives. The music swells and the lady narrator proclaims to express your love to a man ... to dazzle him ... a woman should give him a ... ham.

A HAM! Now I remember in my younger days, reading from Murphy's Reader the story of why the sea is salt. The hero trades the King of the Gnomes something that apparently the creatures cannot resist for a magic mill. I bet you already know what was the hero's bargining chip. That's right ... HAM! Now ever since reading that tale, there has always been a special place for ham in my heart ... ah ... I mean stomach.

But does this seem fair that women get diamonds and men get a ham. Is this what is on any of our Christmas lists. I mean if you were sitting on Santa's lap right now, would the first words out of your mouth would be "Ham." We are not stunted men with an overriding pork flesh lust. Let me state emphatically, catagorically and absolutely undeniable, that in no possible way, shape, and form, in this or in any other universe, I do not want a ham hock for the holidays!

I want two.

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS!!

I am reminded of one my Great Grandfather's old prayers (One Eyed John) that was passed down to me by mt Father. "Lord, I am amazed at how things have mended. Beef and potatos before do I see, when chicken was intended." It was my intention to get up and get a hair cut (the few that I have) and make a stop at Wally mart, but my leg is hurting from yesterday and I'm not real spry. Because of that I had a nice chat with my adopted nephew through IMing and got an e-mail from a long lost friend Mike.

Met Mike through a friend from college, Walter. With Mike's roomie Martin and his pretty wife Sue ... we use to gather every Monday night to watch movies. Not as easy a thing to do in this day in time. Back then we had to walk to the theatre up hill both ways in the snow with bare feet. No really this was before even VCRs. We actually watched movies. Super 8 gage in Mike's living room. He had a screen as big as a picture window and he would project the movies we bought from a company called Blackhawk. Mike bought from collector's and had even rarer stuff. I learned more from those sessions about film from Mike and Walt than I ever did in college. Maybe it was because they had more of a love for movies than my cinema proffesors did. I think Mike read every book on films that one could get your hands on. And he didn't just believe what he read ... he looked at the film for himself. Mike moved to Southpoint, Ohio for his own sanity and we lost touch. Well now that we have found a link to connect we keep in touch.

Yoko and I had a very cultured weekend. We saw the Cirque Du Soleil show Varekai . Yoko loves Cirque and I am always so jazzed or inspired by them. This one to me was based in the story of Iccaras ... but it picks up after the fall, ignores his death and has the mythological creatures provide a theropy for him. It has inspired me to try a new cartoon feature that's working title is "Hades." I'm still working on the details and lucky enough the Cirques I tivoed has that show so I didn't/don't have to pay the $40 bucks for the DVD. That was one thing that was disapointing about the show they sure gouged at consession prices. $4 for a bottle of water. Even Disney isn't that bad.

We also saw the Peter Jackson's movie King Kong. We went to the Celebration Theatre where it was comfortable and suprisingly uncrowded. The film brought tears to Yoko's eyes. She is very sensative to animals being hurt, even CGI ones. I found it very good and like the use of refrences and the homage to the original. I have heard complaints that the begining was slow but I didn't really have any complaints about that. I thought only to shots were bad, the worst beint the CCI shot of the boat leaving the New York harbor. My only quible is what were they doing with a sound man with crank/silent movie cameras? Highlights, the T Rex fight of course, but also the moment in Central Park and on top of the Empire State Building. Character design was excellent ... I liked his snaggle tooth. Kong was not just the 8th Wonder of the World, he was the Bogart of Behemoths.

On the sad note Jim from work has found out that he has throat cancer and begins kemo today. Jim is a nice guy and very respected by the oldtimers and midshipmen alike. It was a jolt that shook the whole department. On top of that Bruce, me cobber, has left to Ohio to visit his brother who has just been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. Christmas is a time of hope and miricales ... all I can do is pray and hope for their sakes and quote Tiny Tim, "God Bless us everyone."

Monday, December 12, 2005

Karl's Kount

One of my buddies in Bell Services, Karl was working as a bellman. He was riding in one of the elevators, when a little boy came in pushing all the buttons. He did all buit declair himself "Captain of the Elevator." But unknown to the mischevious tyke, our elevators are set up with a safety devise that if more than a certain number of buttons are pushed the board will clear on four beats and floor numbers will have to be pushed again. Karl counted down and snapped his fingers on four. The buttons went off and the boy's eyes popped. Karl just smiled and said "And what floor do you need to go?

Last Friday's Carrot

Last Friday we had the FL Democratic Convention come in ... things were crazy I heard. About 700 people coming in. And this was the day, they chose to have the Christmas dinner. They are bussing in cast members from the Dopey lot at the Magic Kingdom and they have to carry in covered dishes. Oh well I heard that they had a good dinner anyway. A point for tha management ... though I did hear the supposition that this was an incentive to cut down on the number of call ins.

Sunday, December 11, 2005

The Rules of Acquisition

This last week I have been quite the Ferengi. I have acquired quite a bit. Most of my Christmas presents, the two tone shoes and the pendent for my wedding. I got a DVD for a dollar that had Felix the Cat cartoons. Felix has been called by the cartoon scholars as the the Mickey Mouse of the silent era. He had command of the box office and health market in merchandising even though Pat Sullivan was the Anti-Walt. It always tickled me that on WDW's Main Street in the Penny Archade was a motoscope that had a portion of a Felix cartoon. It was my habit to drop a penny each and every time I set foot in the Magic Kingdom. This has been gone at least 7, 8 years, now a sports merchandise store. You can understand my pleasure, upon veiwing, that this cartoon was present on the disk.

Speaking of disks, ever since I visited Kerry Anderson (Coates) in New Mexico, I have been seeking a CD by David Schnaufer called "Tennessee Music Box." It is a wonderful example of Mr. Schnaufer's talent, though Kerry didn't think much of it. The problem lay in the fact that it was "out of print." I tried various avenues. All failures. Finally they were rereleased, through McSpadden Dulcimers. On a whim, I ordered not only that CD, but a fresh copy of his "Dulcimer Sessions Deluxe." I was amazed that they arrived. I didn't see them any where else. Turns out McSpadden has lone distribution rights, though I learned later that my friend Lee Ann could of percured a copy for me. She is kindly sending two dulcimer song books.

A definte spirtof material gain.

Sunday, December 04, 2005

THOUGHT OF THE DAY 000002

If at the end if the day ... you've gotten everything you need and want to do ... you don't have enough to do.