Sunday morning reading

So, this morning I had to take Jaime to church an hour early because she was singing in the Easter service. (She did great, by the way...) So I killed some time in the church library. Now, the books in the church library are a bit more eclectic than you'd normally expect. Along with the typical religious centered and inspirational books you also find history, literature and then some really unexpected choices such as Metalcraft for Amateurs and Psychiatric Aspects of the Prevention of Nuclear War. Seriously. I'm not making this up.

However, my new favorite would be Recreation for the Aging by Arthur Williams. The best part is where it gives suggestions for names for a club for the elderly such as:
-Adult Social
-Borrowed Time
-Forget Me Not
-Pleasant Hour

Again, I am not making this up...

Anyway, I'm glad I had this entertainment early on because honestly, church sucked. One of the hymns played was what I last heard during my father's funeral and it brought back all sorts of unwanted emotions. I ended up leaving the church for a few minutes because I didn't want to be seen weeping in the pew. Not the most pleasant of times...

You know, I really thought this year was going to be better, but it's not. I'd mentioned this earlier to someone that it isn't better. It's just different. I don't know how else to explain it. It's hard though, in ways I really didn't expect. I really do hope things get better.

Ok, I don't even understand this one.

Maybe Gnome--> Knome--> Knob?

I'm not dead yet...

I haven't been really good about updating and must be disappointing all ten of my regular readers... But I would like to mention that I am still alive...

Trivia at Horigans this week was probably the worst I've done yet. Damn those two sports categories. Sports is a black hole of knowledge for me. Either way, by the end I really didn't care because the bartender came up with a new drink for us. The only caveat was that it had midori in it and not be syrupy sweet. And behold the Strong and Tasty was born. It was bright green, just like something you'd get served on Ten Forward on Star Trek. I really wish I'd taken a picture of it now...

On the Jaime front, she recently discovered that Oxygen on Demand has karaoke songs. At first she was a little shy, believe it or not, but towards the end it was pretty awesome to watch her jumping around the living room to "ABC" and "I Will Survive." So, a new tradition of Happy Funtime Karaoke Night was also born... Good times.

IT'S ABOUT TIME...

Somebody noticed.



It's a shame they didn't notice the others...

Food festival time!

So, there was a flyer in the church bulletin this Sunday for the First Annual Jewish Food Festival that day at the Temple B'nai Israel. And as anyone who knows me can attest, I love food. And Jaime read there'd be latkes. So there was no question we'd be going.



Let me tell you, it was MASS INSANITY. It was crazy how crowded it was. One of the people there told me that they expected to presell 200 tickets and ended up preselling over 360. Not too shabby for a first year festival. And it was definitely worth braving the crowds. The food was excellent and cheap. For $15, Jaime and I got the price of admission plus latkes, falafel, kosher hotdog with sauerkraut, matzo ball soup, cream soda AND an egg cream. Tasty goodness...



In the end, a good time was had by all...

Dangerous Vegetables

In honor of Daylight Savings Time...

Big Brother is watching you...

So, I always like to see how people come to my blog through search engines and I got a slightly disturbing hit yesterday... searching for "is there a meaning to die on your birthday." Hopefully seeing Jaime's last birthday party (which had not mention of death in it, by the way...) was one of the more cheerful returns.

Most strangers seem to find the blog because I use a lot of song lyrics and movie quotes in my titles. So I feel bad for whoever was searching for "self realization" and got stuck with someone borrowing a quote from Real Genius...

But my favorite search of all time will be "anti smoking sock monkeys."

I want a coo-oo-oo-ool rider...

So, tonight Jaime and I watched Grease on TV for some family bonding time. She loves the film and has been talking about it all day. She also was looking forward to seeing Grease 2 for the first time because there was a double feature on cable tonight with both.

So she asks me whether Grease 2 is as good as the original and I explain to her, "It's terrible. You'll love it. Just wait till the bowling song." Because it is terrible and for some reason I can't help myself from watching it... It's just so awful, it's almost... mesmerizing...

Anyway, I think she made it about ten minutes into the movie before she decided to go to bed. I'll bet money that she still watches it tomorrow on DVR, though...

Walking the line upside down

So, my mom called me earlier this evening because she just found her cat Neville dead. She was beyond upset, so I went over to take care of him for her. The little cat was lying in my dad's old recliner, poor guy. He was really Dad's cat (we used to joke that he was Dad's familiar) and he never really has been the same since Dad died...

Even stranger, today is the exact date last year that my father was hospitalized and the whole journey with cancer began. I find it disturbing that Neville picked this day to go... Maybe it's just a coincidence, but I don't know.