This Day In (Future) History

Paul Newman passed away at the age of 83. He placed second at the 24 Hours of LeMans in 1978, oh and he made some movies or something.

Gas was $3.57 a gallon here in St Charles.

Lisa and I went to Oktoberfest and paid $10.00 each for a Miller Lite and a commerative mug. The mug is pretty nice but the beer was like water. We didn't get to stay late because it is a worknight

The Word Obvious Comes To Mind

A big day in celebrity journalism today, these are two headlines I noticed on the E News website.

"Clay Aiken Coming Out" and "Officer, 'Barker and DJ AM shaken after crash'". No shit?

Take That Jack Johnson

After weeks of enduring VH1 and Jason Maraz and Jack Johnson strumming on their stupid accoustic guitars there's been a devil horned shot of Gibson/Marshall relief. VH1 just premiered the new AC/DC video! Thank God. Of course it's the same AC/DC video and song they've been doing their entire career but I don't care.

The Aftermath Of Ike

It started raining Saturday night. I went out to the garage and the big box was sitting against the truck. I scratched my head trying to figure out who had moved it and it took me a minute to realize that it was floating on a puddle of water. I opened the garage door and the water flowed out and joined the torrent pouring down the street. The wind was shaking the truck all the way to work. It was a cool day actually. I liked being secured away in my truck and I was glad I have an indoor job now.

The news said the Missouri River rose thirteen feet. It was a biblical rain. Almost.

Geni Again

I've been working a lot on Geni lately. My Dad sent an envelope of documents. Dad has been sending me mail in the red, white and blue flat rate envelopes for as long as I've been away from home. The thing that makes that note worthy (since I'm sure he's not the only one to use these) is that he makes it a point to mention that he's sending me my mail in a flat rate envelope. To most an envelope is a means to an end but to Dad the envelope is the journey. It's one of the eccentricities I love about him.

As you might notice, Geni has been making me more introspective than usual. Tracking ancestors is a sobering and slightly depressing pursuit. If you're one of those people that would rather not contemplate your own mortality Geni is not for you.

The documents in my flat rate envelope were small in size but were big parts of my grandparents lives. They were the birth certificates, the marriage license, report cards, news paper clippings and finally the death certificates. My favorite was my Grandfather's military records. I've always had a great deal of pride that he served in Europe during WW II.

As excited as I was to have all of this juicy information to record for history's sake, I started getting a little sad when I realized that once my brothers, my cousin Carrie and I are gone there won't be anyone to remember my Grandparents. And of course thinking that thought leads to the inevitable, "I don't even have kids, I'll really be gone fast." Even celebrities don't stay around forever, just look at Walter Connolly? He was a pretty big name back in the 30's.

Oh well. Here one day, gone the next.

Tracking The Celebs

I saw Nelly a couple of days ago from a distance. I was excited until I found out it wasn't Nelly Furtado and I realized I don't really know who he is. The guys I work with say he's a nice fella and comes through all the time.

I also saw Sean Michaels (the wrestler?) last week. I didn't know it was him, I don't know who he is either, but he looked like a celebrity. Once again I found out later from one of the TSOs who couldn't stop drooling.

Just Like Shia LaBeouf

Little Winnie has grown up and is making the world safe for sexy nerds.

Aawwww

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