October 13 !!!!!?????

Compare and contrast, please -- Buffalo on October 13th, and Atlanta on October 13th. There's room down here for all of you! I will expect great stories of the travails of this snowstorm once you guys have your power back!

sad news

While my previous post was done in jest, and as much as I may dislike the yankees, I felt that it was in bad taste to leave the previous post up. Sad news today. I promise a 2 week moratorium on all yankee hating jokes. Perhaps someone can post a new blog to lighten the atmosphere?

they've won us over!

Yes folks, the wonderful play by those masterful 26 time world champions have finally won this family over! Long live the yankees! Jeter, Damon, A-Rod, Sheffield, Matsui, Posada, Giambi, et al, have shown, even with a bloated payroll of 203 million dollars that baseball is alive and well.

Yes folks, the wonderful Yankess have done it. Given me a new reason to blog again.
I feel your pain.
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil.

Case # 06-613327

As we are fast approaching our annivarsary of the family blog; looking back there were many positive events that happened in our life. So, I hate to burst the bubble people, But; here is my recollection of today's events.

I had decided to take a nice four day weekend off work and enjoy some time off by catching a Sabres game, furniture shopping, relaxing, etc. The Sabre game was quite a treat. As Sunday night fast approached, I laughed as I could stay up late as everyone had to work the next day. My dad worked late that night, and promptly put my car in the driveway. He was sound asleep by 10:30 (See picture). As everyone at my house was snoring,I decided it would be fun to watch tv as late as I could.

Thrillie had to wake up extra early for work on Monday morning, so I was trying my hardest to stay quiet. I have to give her credit, she has prevented criminal activity at Home Depot. So, I managed to fall asleep around midnight.

Since my car was the last car in the driveway, Thrillie would have to leave a few minutes early to pull my car onto the street. But, since the Tonawanda city does not permit cars on streets until 6 am, she would have to pull my car back in the driveway.

At 6:15 Momma woke up to get ready for work and barked at George to go and get her coffee. Antee B is usually out of the house for work around 7 am. George quickly arose from bed and rushed out the door to grab her coffee.

What happened next is all a blur to me, as I was snuggled in my bed hoping to sleep in until about noon or 1. Mother came storming up the stairs and asked where my car was? "What do you mean my car is not here?" As I ran outside and noticed the driveway was clear, I realized that I had been robbed blind. My car was stolen! I thought it was all a dream, a nightmare. But that dream quickly turned into reality. "Please tell me that Jill has it."

After calling Jill's cell phone and leaving voicemail after voicemail, we quickly called the customer service representative at Home Depot. After speaking with Jill we concluded that she did not have to move my car, since it was not in the driveway.

Since it was almost 7 am, it was time for shift change and Tim Horton's coffee and donuts run; the police responded as quickly as they could. They took a mini statement from me and went on their way. I signed a few papers, called my credit card businesses, informed my immediate supervisor, and tried to find a rental car. The neighbors were quick to assist with tips, "I swear I heard a gunshot, " screamed a neighbor. " A bunch of teens were throwing rocks, and laughing and yelling, " screamed another.

After I met with my insurance representative and provided a detailed statement of the events, I drove an Enterprise Kia (slightly larger than a Schwinn) home depressed that I was only a few car payments away from paying it off. On a lighter note, 70% of all cars stolen are returned, and Columbo and Jessica Fletcher are working diligently on the case.

Just how I wanted to spend my day off!!!

Time To Smell The Roses

An observational piece inspired by Unckie's reminder that Monty Python is my favorite sketch comedy
by JT Pilaf

It's true; there are days that my brain truly hurts. There's too much going on in today's world and everyone is trying to do everything they possibly can instead of just relaxing. Well, I'm done. It's time for me to just take a time out in my life and enjoy what's around me, take a vacation to my backyard and sometimes my front yard. It all depends on my mood.










Remember the days when guys used to hook up for an evening of cards and drinking... Sometimes we dressed up in character, sang songs , and howled at the moon. If I'm not laid up in a cast, these days actually still exist for me. Soooo... I really don't have any complaints here.












Now it's off to work everyday providing for the family.
Nothing wrong with having responsibilities, as long as you get to wear cool looking hats. My favorite work day is "bring your kids to work ... (insert Austin Powers hesitation here) day" . It's a day I have an legit excuse for being on the computer for 8 hours playing games. I just love that Disney Playhouse.












For what??? Spam?
Mother used Spam as a guise for 4 meals a week. I get spastic anytime I get within 50 yards of Spam now.
And by the way... When is Spamalot coming to Shea's?

So I guess what I'm saying is; it's time mothers and fathers get their lives back. Now, don't let this slip to Sandra, but I ordered this instructional video that's going to bring a spark back into our after hours life. Unfortunately, I tried my outfit on and it's a little snug. I feel like catwomen. Plus I can't see with the hood on.

Dancing with the Stars

I ask you -- how can this man hate Dancing with the Stars as much as he does when he's when we've got proof that he's been known to get his own Fred Astaire on? Discuss.

A Major Prize!!

Some say that Holtz luck is no luck at all. Today, September 7th may mean the tides have changed. Upon my return home from a strenuous 1 hour of teaching, a package awaited me. I eagerly ripped open the letter to find I had won the 4th place prize in the NYS lottery Grand Slam sweepstakes. As I thought back to the entry form I recalled the prizes being huge amounts of cash, fabulous trips and World Series tickets. Of course the package was marked "FRAGILE" and this only heightened my anticipation.















With trembling hands I tore open the box that held the path to all my dreams. And what to my wondering eyes should appear.......... you guessed it. Clothing!!


If I auction these items off, how much can I reap? Enough for a new home? A trip to Tahiti or enough to buy my own tickets to the world series?
All is not lost, however. I will not have to venture forth when the wind is howling and the snow is blowing. My Christmas Pirate Gift is taken care of as is my son's Christmas gift!

The only disappointing part of today is that Auntie P will not allow me to display my treasures in our front window. She said and I quote, "Over My dead Body!!" I explained that it's a major prize and I am contemplating surprising her in the morning if I can stay awake long enough to arrange the display after she's in bed. She can be so unreasonable.

Thank you, NYS Lottery!!!
Posted by Unkie-Sept. 7, 2006 5:15pm