Written on 11:49 PM by Jack B.
As I write it is 11:28 P.M. , New York City time. I just got back from my Memorial Day Weekend in Washington D.C.
It was steaming hot in that city, I and a few friends checked out of our hotel and spent the morning walking from one end of the Mall to the other...from the Lincoln Memorial to the Capital and Union Station. We also checked out the Memorial Day Parade, as a matter of fact we were walking as the back end of the parade was getting ready and who should be an honored guest at the parade but Hall of Fame pitcher and WWII vet, Bob Feller! I actually got my picture taken with him! One of the thrills of my life. Who cares about Hollywood celebrities...this is one of the greatest players in baseball history here. I shook his hand too.
After lunch was the long bus ride back...and it was only then that I realized I was burning red. I'm as pale as a ghost natuarally and the DC sun just fried me. Now my coloring is beet red and I just know it's going to hurt tommorow (and I have to go to work early in the morning too).
So just as I walk in the door and drop all my bags and cameras and such on the floor, just wanting to crawl into bed and sleep, there's a message left for me that my sister has gone into labor. According to my grandmother (the only person answering their cell), the little girl is apparently OK (and so is my sister) and they have named her Monica Grace . Horrible name, I can't see calling any niece of mine "Monica".... and then it hit me, they had actually done it, just as they had threatened, they named the baby after the MGM Hotel in Vegas where they were staying when they got married in a drive-by ceremony. Oh, Lord. MGM (the baby's last name also starts with a M). The poor kid is going to grow up knowing she was not named after a grandmother, or a family friend or a historical figure but a LAS VEGAS CASINO!
Pictures will be posted as I get them.
Written on 10:47 PM by Jack B.
My favorite female vocalist.
Even though she passed on in 2002, her voice will live forever.
Written on 12:41 PM by Jack B.
Summer vacation
It can't get here soon enough
Recharge batteries
Written on 6:59 PM by Jack B.
Screaming in my ear
Can't concentrate on my work
Shut up already!
Written on 12:59 PM by Jack B.
Mail boxes are full
Hundreds of nonsense to read
Stop sending me spam!
Written on 12:35 PM by Jack B.
I hardly have time to breathe these days. Sure, I know 95% of the world must have it harder than me but most days it sure doesn’t feel like it. I’m facing a deadline at work and school finals next week. Not to mention a planned trip to D.C. at the end of the month, a possible trip to North Carolina at the beginning of June, I’m getting a new therapist (who I still haven’t met) also at the beginning of June. In mid-June, my niece is due to be born and I’m taking intensive summer classes in Italian translation during the same period. There are so many things on my mind I’ve neglected my blog (I still have to re-arrange and update my links – another thing I’ve put off).
It’s a good thing I decided long ago never to grow up...because being an adult sucks.
Written on 7:22 AM by Jack B.
Nightmares in my sleep
Terrifying images
Best to stay awake
Written on 5:29 PM by Jack B.
The bus passed me by
Saw me standing there waiting
One rotten driver
Written on 11:26 AM by Jack B.
By a score of 14-3
Damnit. Damnit. Damnit.
The worst part was Alex Rodriquez (who made errors and did nothing at the plate) saying after the game that sometimes its better to lose 14-3 than 2-1. For him and his 20+ million dollar a year salary, maybe, but for us who actually had to watch the game? Just shut up and hit, Payrod.
Damnit. Damnit. Damnit.
Written on 9:20 AM by Jack B.
Didn't read the book
Won't bother seeing movie
Better things to do
Written on 1:39 PM by Jack B.
Cruise's film a bomb
Sabotage his own career?
Not impossible
Written on 11:05 AM by Jack B.
Never enough time
To sit down and write some stuff
I'm busy, busy
Written on 8:45 AM by Jack B.
Why pitch to Ortiz?
Yanks bullpen stinks up the joint
A pox on the Sox
Note: To all Red Sox fans reading this , no offense meant, but you know that just like in Star Wars, eventually the Yankee Empire WILL strike back.
Written on 10:14 AM by Jack B.
Live to the fullest
For each day could be your last
Or maybe your first?
