Thoughts of a Common Man

We were in our 20’s and now we’re in our freaking 60’s. Long ass time to put up with someone else! Of course, Bruce put it the best when he said that we’re all puzzles and we find companions just to see if the broken pieces can somehow fit together. Nothing is more true as you age, because most of the pieces are broken. But we have been celebrating this birthday for a couple of weeks now, as it appears to be mentioned every half hour or so. A couple of things are a must on March 17th. Sponge candy and an angels food cake. My mother-in-law used to take care of such things, but I’ve had to fill the void. I tried making the cake one year. Did you ever try and frost an angel food cake? Not easy. Especially not for someone with my limited baking skills. Couple of years ago, I found a bakery that was willing to do it, and even that baker wouldn’t guarantee that it would look perfect… …because they can’t be frosted! I bought a second cake because an angel’s food cake is small, and Kathy gave ...

Kind of. We all know how much I loathe January and February, and the first week of March sucks too. But I watched the NCAA selection show with my son and one of his friends. The tourney is also being played in Buffalo, and Sam is going to the games as well. The Sabres are still in first, and the World Baseball Classic has been great fun, and Japan got the boot so we don’t have to listen to them gloss over Ohtani, never mentioning that he is a degenerate gambler who got away with it. The temperature will be in the 60’s tomorrow, but will be sinking into the 20’s on Tuesday for the birthday of my beautiful wife. (She’s been celebrating it since the middle of February). Anywhoha… …it appears that we made it through the winter. My fantasy baseball draft is scheduled for next week too. Opening Day is 9 days away… …just gotta hang on and pray that the obese pedophile doesn’t blow up the world.

Had a visit with Mom yesterday, and somehow Dean Martin’s name came up. “I don’t remember him anymore,” Mom said. I pulled up a photo of Dino, and she smiled. “He looked like Dad,” Mom said, and that was certainly true. I put on “Everybody Loves Somebody” and Mom’s smile grew wider. “Oh yeah. He had a great voice, but I’m thinking of someone else.” “Frank Sinatra,” I said. Mom nodded. That was all I needed. I played six straight Sinatra songs, and during ‘Summer Wind’ Mom sang along. She knew every word, and every nuanced groan from Frank, and I noticed that her eyes were filled with tears. “Why are you crying?” I asked. She shrugged. “I don’t know.” “It’s because Dad sang all these songs to you,” I said. “He’d put the records on and blast them all through the house. He loved Sinatra.” “Why do you listen to him?” Mom asked. “Because Dad was right. Frank was great.” We listened to the last few minutes of “Summer Wind” and I said: “That’s one of my favorite songs ever,” and I meant it. “...

Those who know me are well aware that I love baseball. I am of the firm opinion that it is the greatest game ever invented, and the changes they made a couple of years ago made it even better. They got rid of the shift, and a lot of the dead time. When the season starts, I have a long-running soap opera to follow as I check every box score, and my day is better following a Yankees win the night before. Of course, I’m keeping an eye on the World Baseball Classic, and the team from the USA is absolutely stacked, and of course, they have the best hitter in the universe batting third, Aaron Judge. But I’m not sure I want them to win because they may be invited to the White House and I don’t want to think less of some of the players who might make the visit to shake hands with a criminal, pedophile. Some have mentioned that it would be a great opportunity to visit the White House no matter who is the president. 👎  No freaking way! Tage Thompson is the best player on the Buffalo Sabres,...

There was a rally on Tuesday night in Ohio. One lie after another. Bashing Obama for some reason because he bounced down the stairs. Called it below the standards of the office. He wore a baseball cap to greet the bodies of soldiers who died in his fake war. Then he danced to YMCA as bombs were going off all over the Middle East. He also golfed on Sunday. Having the time of his life, as every day brings more evidence that he raped children. I saw a woman, a victim, who was held at the island. She was raped, three times a day. She was 10 years old. She specifically mentioned Maxwell, Epstein and the orange pig. Ten years old! There are videos… …people have seen the videos… …they have chosen to try and hide it. I can’t just leave it out of this blog. I certainly don’t want to talk about it, or think about it, but most Americans are oblivious, or simply don’t believe it. I know why that is. It’s simply because it’s too horrifying to believe that a man would do such things to children. Our...

Happened to watch the second season of Ted - hilarious. I loved the movies too, and had a laughing fit in the movie theater when they visited Tom Brady to try and steal his sperm. I thought about the series and movie when Ollie jumped into my bed and tried to hide under me when the thunder started. “We’re thunder buddies,” I said. The other great show going right now is “Shrinking”. Harrison Ford is great in comedy. Yet, it’s the entire cast. It’s a funny show with a lot of heart. The Ted series is a little lower on the intellectual tree, but all goes in comedy. I’m alone when that series is on because Kathy’s response is: “This is stupid.” She automatically goes to a murder mystery when she’s watching alone. I’m always.s searching for the sit-com, but never “The Big Bang Theory” as Sheldon gets on my nerves. Think “Modern Family” or “Two and a half Men” but only the Charlie Sheen episodes. Television is a great way to escape… …especially during a thunderstorm when my Thunder buddy is ...