Monday, August 31, 2009

Sconey smokers have to dig deeper.

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Before I start ranting too much here, let me state that while I've smoked a couple of heaters, I do not, nor have I ever had, a smoking habit

With that out of the way, I am firmly in the corner of those who think that smokers are pretty much treated like parasites in today's society.

In addition to this tax, smokers in Wisconsin will become banished from public places, beginning next April.

When is enough going to be too much here. I'm not as opposed to the tax as I am to the dwindling rights that are afforded smokers. As more people decry the decline of our "free market" society, I would think it would only be logical to allow business owners to have the final say in whether or not their establishment were to allow smoking. Imagine the choices available. You could have a smoke free business, you could have a designated smoking section or proudly display the sign I saw in many beer joints just a few scant years ago: "THIS BUSINESS IS A SMOKING ESTABLISHMENT IN ITS ENTIRETY." Then if I wish to enter some place where I knew I leave 2 hours later smelling like an ashtray, that would be my... Help me out here class... CHOICE!!!

Yes, I do think there is still a market out there for a bar and or restaurant where you could light up with your scotch and soda after consuming thick slab of prime rib.

I guess I should be careful, after smokes are banned completely, booze and fatty meat will be next.


Sunday, August 30, 2009

Man... am I sore...

Thirteen hours at the fair is just too much. Lori met me at about 3pm and we started our tour of the grounds. The buildings were jam packed. I think a lot of folks just wanted to get out of that chilly wind which was now exacerbated by the the thick grey cloud cover.

This is one of the few fairs that I can remember not coming away with some trinket. Most of our money was spent on food and drinks. The highlight was a ruben sandwich with melt in your mouth corned beef from the O'Gara's (a local bar and restaurant) stand in the food building.

We didn't even attempt the midway this year. Niether of us do rides and well, lets just say my skill level at the carney games has deteriorated over time.

Of course, the main event of the night was the grandstand show with Lynyrd Skynyrd and Kid Rock. It better have been the main event at sixty-five friggin' bucks a seat. Lori had got these tickets early, so we had pretty good seats. Now I've been a Skynyrd fan for over 30 years but I think that fire may be burning out. The crowd, over half of which, was too young to remember any Skynyrd tune other than Freebird, was just not really into it. It could have been the 55 degree night air with the occasional 20mph wind gust that help damper the crowd a bit. However, about half way through, as that unmistakable smell filtered through the night air, you could tell they were beginning to loosen up and get into it a bit.

By the time Kid Rock hit the stage, the crowd was primed. I guess that's why you have a "warm-up" band. It's just a shame that my favorite band was relegated to that level. Now I only know a couple of Kid Rock songs, "Picture," a ballad he did a few years ago with Cheryl Crow and this year's crossover hit, "All Summer Long," so this was going to be a challenge getting into this show.

My perdiction was pretty much right on. Most of the show was just noise. There were a few bright spots other than the two aforementioned songs that I recognized. One was a pretty cool cover of David Allen Coe's "Son of the South," in which he has renamed "Son of Detroit." Most of the show however, was just a bunch of screaming and over the top self promotion.

We left the grandstand while Rock was performing his last song. We just wanted to get a head start on what was now an extremly hot and rowdy crowd. My back and legs were killing me. The day had started at 4am and it was closing in on 11pm, so fatigue and the several miles covered on foot were catching up on this 285 pound body.

All in all, it was a great time. my body's is quite sore still today. But as with every fair I attend, I come away with some wonerful memories.


Saturday, August 29, 2009

Guess you see just about everything at the fair.

Horsin' Around...

Great fun at the Fair

I got to the fair at a little after 10 this morning. As you can tell from the last couple of posts, I've been at the same place for the entire morning. (Well... Other than the french fry stand.) I have been a fan of this radio station for quite a while, especially since the new guys on the block, Shawn Prebil and Chris Murphy started a few months ago, so being able to see the entire cast of characters on stage was very entertaining.

I got a special treat after the group finished their "Hollywood Squares" style game show with the crowd, I enjoyed a couple of cold ones with one half of my aforementioned favorite show, Chris Murphy.

Now, I don't consider myself a groupie by any means. Hell, I did my own radio show in Vegas a few years ago. But, all the same, this was considerably more enjoyable than your average bar room conversation.

Seriously though, these guys have many fans, so I was ecstatic that Chris recognized me.

Our conversation lasted for over 45 minutes and two beers. It was like I knew the guy for years.

Well... I expect to have a great rest of the fair. Lori's joining me and we are going to see Skynyrd and Kid Rock later tonight.

But somehow, in the old scrapbook of madness, this day will be remembered most for the new friendship I made.


Saturday at the Fair

KSTP-AM Crew...

Saturday at the Fair

Guido... No really... Guido.

Saturday at the Fair

Joe Soucheray & Patrick Reusse

Friday, August 28, 2009

I don't understand...

We were shocked by this...

Why aren't we shocked by this?

We were in such an uproar when Rodney King was beaten by LA police in 1991, yet the beating of a man by Minneapolis police earlier this year barely drew a whimper. Is this just something we've become accustomed to?

Universal Health Care Message to Americans From Canadian Doctors & Health Care Experts

Talk about from the horse's mouth...

Police departments making up for lost revenue.

I can only speak from what I've seen in the Twin Cities area, but it sure seems that local law enforcement is spending a lot more time behind unsuspecting motorists with the cherries blazin'.

This week alone, visitors to Minneapolis-St. Paul International have seen ramped up enforcement of the speed limits on not only the airport proper, but also the expressway that runs along the east side of the facility. Last week, airport police were perched at the departures area, tagging any vehicle occupants not wearing seat belts. I tell you, it was like shooting fish in a barrel.

While I can understand the use of police resources for this type of enforcement at the airport, what I saw earlier today pushed me over the edge...

In a south Minneapolis neighborhood (Lake St. And Lyndale for the locals), there stood a Minneapolis cop, in the middle of street, pulling motorists over to the side of the road for, you guessed it, seat belt violations.

Now granted, this was 8:30 in the morning, so I'm guessing all the hookers and drug dealers were in bed. At least I didn't see any; But this is nuts! This has nothing to do with protecting the public and everything to do with generating revenue for the ever shrinking city coffers.

The ultimate slap in the face though was a report that a bike trail in an affluent west metro suburb was being patrolled by area police not to protect them from muggers or other wrong doers, but only to write tickets to cyclists unwilling to break momentum to stop for stop signs along the trail.

I don't expect cops not to write tickets and I don't blame the officers. They are only doing as assigned. I just am waiting for the first public official that has the seeds to admit that all this extra ticket writing is a great way to make up for budget shortfalls.


This has been an interesting summer.

I don't think anyone could have scripted the joy and pain I've had in my life, so far, this summer.

The season started out on such a high, as I was able to get Lori out of that ghetto apartment we were living in, into a nice townhome in the quiet community of Anoka. Ok... It's allot quieter than where we were.

This joy was quickly overshadowed by the continuing issues I was having with Sub-hum-an Taxi. I've exhausted myself documenting this issues that company had. It all came to a head when I decided to make a move to a more competitive company. Before I had even signed a lease agreement with the new company, Sub-hum-an fired Lori, my daughter and my stepson and made me turn the cab in, even though my lease was paid through the week. During all this, I discovered who my friends really were.

Things were a little tight for a while, but Lori caught on with the new company and we eventually got caught up.

Then one mid-July afternoon, I got a message on my Facebook account. It was my first of two sons that I had with my first wife that I married when we were both at the tender age of 19. I had to give them up for adaptation when we separated, a little over a year after we were married.

I did not have a good track record with marriages or children during this time. I had remarried and had two additional children, which were also adopted when my 2nd wife remarried. I had reestablished relationships with my daughters several years prior to this, but now suddenly, I have 4 adult children in my life, along with a couple of grandbabies. Add to that, my stepchildren from my first marriage and with Lori and 3 additional grand kids, lets just say it will be a busy Christmas.

Of course, with all the joy that comes with having long lost kids back in your life, comes the pain of knowing that I wasn't there though out the pivotal years of their lives.

Looking back, as the season winds down and we prepare for another glorious Minnesota winter, I can't say that I would change a thing. I got to go to Wrigley Field earlier in the year, I am driving for a cab company that I can foresee working with for years to come and all my children have accepted my apologies for the past and agreed that would we would be together as a family from this point forward.

That all said, I'd settle for a little more fishing time next summer.


Thursday, August 27, 2009

This dog is such a crackhead!

Getting a little burned out on videos

It may be a phase I'm going through, but I'm just not inspired enough to do YouTube videos anymore. I've done nearly 200 of them in the last 3 years, and I have gone through this burnout phase before.

The reason I even started was because it was faster to express my thoughts on video than it was to type them out. However, lately, I've found myself stammering much more and producing not very inspiring videos.

I'm not sure how long of a hiatus I will take, but y'all will be the first to know when I'm back.

In the mean time, I will continue to jot my thoughts down on this blog the old fashioned way.


Saturday, August 22, 2009

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Watch your speed...

Local law enforcement is doing it's best to make up for revenue shortfalls.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Monday, August 17, 2009

Thursday, August 13, 2009

A question for you Brits...

Could you give us some pros and cons on single payer health care?

Gay slurs cost school district $25K

Two teachers' insensitive remarks cause student emotional pain.

Rick Pitino... Cardinals for Life... Get a Life!

The Louisville basketball coach is paying for an indiscretion from 6 years ago.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

A word about socialism

People have wild imaginations when it comes to the s-word.

Do you think we'd listen to the opposition more if they didn't scream?

Folks opposed to the heathcare reform package are not being represented very well.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

He's Barack Obama

Funny... No matter what side you're on.

Exploding Teabaggers Health Care Myths

I wonder why this message is not getting through to the masses.