Friday, February 18, 2011

Junk email.

Is it my imagination or am I getting more junk email than ever?  I swear I get at least 100, if not more, "automatically thrown into the junk email folder" emails every day.  There's usually a few that sneak through to my Inbox 'cuz I once clicked on one of them, now they feel like they have carte blanche to land wherever.   Many of these junk emails say they can extend the length of my penis if I'll only take their supplement.  Hey, my wifes not complaining, so I'm not going there!  These could be from old girlfriends, but I'm not going there either.  Then there's the emails telling me I'm paying too much for my prescriptions.  Because we have good health care coverage, we only pay $5.00 per medication, so I'm not going there either.  Now that I'm on Facebook, I'm constantly told someone wants to flirt with me on Facebook.  I easily get 10 - 15 of those a day.  Have you gotten any emails telling you about Naughty Facebook?  Gee, I wonder what that is?  I guess if I was looking for a job, the emails telling me about how I can work at home and make $500.00 a day "part time" might be enticing.  You probably have to send more emails to make any money.  Maybe I should take the folks up on the offers I get for "already approved" credit cards.  Now that's spooky.  If they really knew me, they'd stay as far away from me as possible!  Perhaps I should refinance the house? Those emails are in there, too.  Do you think I'll have to fill any paperwork out?  If I refied, then I could buy one of those trucks I keep getting told about.  Problem is, I don't want a truck.  Maybe I should tell them.  One of my favorites is the email I get trying to get me to buy 1,000 light bulbs.  Is this a franchise or do they only last a day or 2?  I'd have to buy more light fixtures to make this one worth while.  It's probably sponsored by the local utility company.  I don't want an iPhone, we already belong to AARP, I don't believe anyone is really going to deposit $1,000.00 in my bank account and I'm not looking for a cheap apartment.  Me and the delete button are going to be regular pals whenever I open my Junk email folder.  If anyone sending me that crap thinks I'm looking at it, they should have their head examined.  By the way, have I ever told you about this doctor I know?  He'll examine you over the computer.  Real talk!

Big Dogg.....out!

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Good Times!

I was lucky to have parents that felt young at heart.  They got along very well with my friends and encouraged me to have them over.  I remember having one toy or another strewn around the basement, making it hard to navigate through.  Be it a long slot car track right down the middle or the pool table that really didn't fit, they didn't say much.  When I turned 18, the Vietnam War was in full swing.  All us guys were subject to a draft lottery.  We sat around talking about what we were going to do to avoid being drafted.  Some of us joined up, others went to Canada and some stuck it out.  I stuck it out.  Yes, I was scared.  When I was called to go in for a pre-induction physical, you know my heart was racing.  Due to a numbness in my left hand, I was ruled 4F.  They couldn't and wouldn't take me.  Ah, so sad.  Anyway, as my friends came back from boot camp, my parents allowed us to have a beer.  They figured anyone that could die for their country could certainly have a drink.  Amen!  About the time I turned 19, it was decided that I could invite my friends and they'd invite theirs to a party that I'd throw at our house.  Creedence Clearwater Revival was blasting through the speakers as the beer poured from the tap.  Oh yeah, my parents bought a keg of beer and we all shared it.  Those parties are still mentioned when I talk with friends that attended them 40 years ago.

I was one of the first people in our group of friends to move in to a house.  I was 23 and wanting to party!  So we did.  Every Friday and Saturday night, it was normal for 20 - 25 people to "drop" by.  The music was blaring, smoke was billowing out the front door and I'm sure the neighbors wondered what the heck was going on.  On Sunday, we'd tame things down by washing cars and shooting hoops in the back yard.  As time went on, my friends were getting married and having babies.  The herd was thinning.  So I looked for reasons to get together.  Fourth of July, hyrdro race day gatherings and the occasional BBQ.  I got married at 27, but things didn't slow down too much.  (I have the pictures to prove it!)  I was into organizing dinners at various local eateries.  The Old Spaghetti Factory, Round Table Pizza, The Doodle Sack drive-in and numerous other joints.  The year most of our group turned 30, I secured a banquet room at The Wharf.  I invited tons of people and tons of people showed.  My aunts, uncles, neighbors, parents, and of course many friends.  A good time was had by all.  As time went on, I continued to try and get "the group" of friends together.  It was getting harder 'cuz people had families and just weren't in to doing that as often.  No matter, I didn't give up.  I enjoyed seeing my friends enjoy themselves.  For a few years, I secured a covered BBQ area at Carkeek Park on the Sunday of the 3-day Memorial day weekend.  If it rained we could hang out under the roof.  Some years, 50 or more people turned out.

About the time I turned 40, depression was setting in big time.  It was hard to do much that I enjoyed.  It really took effort.  I tired of doing all that I felt I was doing to keep our group of friends together.  In my mind, nobody else did anything!  Looking back, I guess I was right.  Yes, they'd show up, but few put much effort into making whatever event better.  Thanks to some advice from a customer, I saw a shrink and life got way better.  Through my 40's and 50's, my wife and I continued to try and get a few friends together, but once again, the herd was thinning.  We'd made a few new friends, but not many.  As I look back now, I'm pretty certain that my friends didn't like being around me in a one-on-one setting.  To say it mildly, I was very opinionated.  Republican opinionated with few facts to back up what I thought I believed in.  All this coming from an angry point of view to boot!  Rush Limbaugh all the way baby!!  Thank goodness for Paxil.  I no longer need RL in my life.  Who wants to be angry?  Him, I guess.

So what's the point to this story, right?  This year, what's left of that old group of friends is turning 60.  I'm thinking of making one last attempt at getting them together.  I know they'll have a good time, all I have to do is find them.  (I did a very small get together a year or so ago and everyone had a great time.)  So if you were part of that group, please email me and let me know if you'd like to be included in this one last hoorah.  This might be our last run at remembering the good old times!

Big Dogg Out!

Friday, February 11, 2011

Making movies.

Howdy,

I read an interesting piece, by Chris Daniels, about the number of movies and other Hollywood productions that are or aren't filmed here.  I always find it interesting when watching a movie that is supposed to be taking place here, that seldom do I see actual sites here.  Now I know why!  Apparently this area isn't Hollywood friendly!!  According to Daniels, British Columbia will provide $40 million in incentives, Oregon $12.5 million and Washington $4 million in 2011.  Now I'm gonna go out on a limb here and guess that when Hollywood shows up to film somewhere, they spend money, yes?  Kind of like when a city hosts the Super Bowl or the Final Four, the area surrounding said event makes out financially.  So what do we do to get back in the good graces of Hollywood?  We know Hollywood will continue to make movies, you and I will continue to watch them and money is going to change hands.  Washington State can use the jobs and money making movies can provide.  I'm not sure how we can reverse our current status, but doing so looks like a win win situation to me.  You?

Thursday, February 10, 2011

craigslist

Greetings!

    Ever use craigslist?  I do all the time.  Not every day maybe, but whenever I get a hankering to buy something, and I don't care of it's used, craigslist is the first place I look.  ebay is a great place when you need the world to shop for something.  craigslist works really good when I'm looking for something like a camera for instance.  'Cuz we're going to Maui soon, I decided to look for a DVD camcorder.  The one I have uses tapes and is a bit bigger than I care to pack every where we go. 

   The first day I looked, I put "DVD camcorder" in the search space and back came a number of selections.  I selected one and called or emailed the seller.  No return call or email.  This is the one area that bugs me about craigslist.  When an item sells, the seller will either forget to remove it or they just wait until the item gets taken down I guess.  Anyway, the 2nd time I searched, I found a listing for a "brand new still in the original box" Sony Handycam.  Cool.  It normally listed for $300.00 or more and the fellow wanted $100.00.  Sign me up!  (I did do some research and found them for $300.00.  Refurbished, they sold for $150.00 on up.  On ebay, they're selling for $150.00 up + shipping.)  When I emailed him, he still had it.  We emailed back and forth until last Saturday, when we met up in Lynnwood.  The item is just what I wanted.  It takes stills and video and use 2 different kinds of media for storage.  The thing I really like about is it fits in my hand and can use reusable dvd's.  I can now add this purchase to my ever growing list of awesome purchases on craigslist.  If you've never used craislist, try it.  There are no fees and all items listed are usually pretty close.  Unlike ebay, you can look the item over before handing your money over.  A win win for both sides!

Big Dogg out!

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Welcome!

Greetings all and welcome to my first ever blog.  I don't intend to change the world here, I only want to share my thoughts, ideas, musings and play some games.  I won't have much of a blog if I don't get some input from you folks.  All I ask is that we try and keep it clean.

I called my blog what I did 'cuz I couldn't come up with anything else.  I'm up for a new name.  Maybe I'll award a prize for the name I like best.  As I mentioned above, I want to play some games.  I have an idea for a game and we'll see how you all respond.  With any luck, there'll be prizes for that, too! 

One of the games is called, "I'm Thinking of a Person."  At least that's what we called it.  When my parents took us on a road trip, we'd play this game in the car.  No, it wasn't on a Gameboy, iPhone or PSP.  This was back in the '60's when you had to use your brain in more of an imaginative way than kids do today.  Someone would start out by saying they're thinking of a person.  The person had to be someone that everyone playing knows something about.  It couldn't be some obscure person that only people over 80 had ever heard of.  The person could be alive or dead.  The only way for the guessers to extract info is to ask questions like, "Is the person alive?"  The answer giver would say yes or no.  Lets say you want to know what this person did for a living.  You would ask something like, "Was this person in politics?"  I would say yes or no.  A wrong question would be, "Is the person black or white?"  The question should be, "Is the person black?"  I know that not everyone that may play will know something about everyone that I may know something about.  Lets give it a go before we say NO!

I'm anxious to see if I can get an audience.  Your input will be very helpful.  Until we type again, Big Dogg OUT!