Friday, May 29, 2020

My All Time Fielding Team ....Catcher



It wasn't even close as I have to go with Johnny Bench. He was an unbelievable backstop. I saw him throw out a lot of guys and he nursed a shitty pitching staff into the series with the Big Red Machine.

I could throw out some other great catchers like Pudge or Andy Etchebarren or even Jerry Grote but Bench is the Gold Standard.

I do however acknowledge that Mike Piazza holds the record for getting hit in the face with balls off the field.

Still Johnny Bench is the man.

The God Emperor calls out Murderer on Twitter



The main stream media douches are getting all upset about the God Emperor's tweets attacking Joe Scarborough and mentioning his dead intern problem.

It is a Congressional tradition to fuck and murder their interns and Scarborough was involved just as most of them are.

Congress critters are scum. Low lifes. Worse than the people who work the peeps on the Deuce. Now they not only abuse interns but they have three ways with them and get caught.

Nothing you can come up with about Congress people can be worse that what they actually do.

Scarborough thought it was a big joke with the I man and now he is playing holier than thou with that schank he left his wife for and broke up his family.

Stick it too him Mr. President. Just the way he did to that dead intern.




Small businesses that didn't quite cut it


The  Horn and Hardart Adoption agency.

Brought to you by the same clever people who started the cafeteria chain this innovative adoption agency streamlined the process of adopting a little tyke to complete your family. You simply went to the wall of orphans and picked the flavor you liked. You know like pie. Apple or cherry or even cheesecake. You then inserted coins and they would swivel around and you had a new addition to your family.

It just never caught on.

If you build a better mouse trap the world will beat a path to your door

https://www.messynessychic.com/2016/03/25/and-then-man-created-the-stick-on-bra/


I set a classic mouse trap for the first time yesterday. I looked up how to do it properly, as I had found a dead mouse under Mom's stove last year, trapped at the shoulder. In the comments at Amazon, I got the tip to bend back the release mechanism a bit to let the trap spring with less pressure. This way the mouse doesn't dine and dash.

Also recommended was the trap be placed perpendicular to the wall, so that as the mouse scurries along the wall it increases the chances of a clean kill.






Thursday, May 28, 2020

WKRLEM TV Just so you know I am not bullshiting you

WKRLEM: Put them in coach....we are ready to see them play!

My All Time Fielding Team: The Outfield

It's time for the outfield.

Left field is Roy White.

There are a lot of good left fielders. Yaz for one. Don Buford. Cleon Jones. Ichiro. You usually stuck your worst fielder in left. But I say Roy White play a lot of games. I went to every Yankee home game in 1967 and 1968. Roy White went out and got it. He would dive into the stands and pull home runs away from the opposition. He wasn't as big a name as some of these other guys but he was the best I ever saw.

In center field I have to go with Paul Blair.


Paul Blair was the best centerfielder I ever saw. Smooth as silk he never missed a play. I saw Mickey and Willie Mays but it was at the tail end of their careers. Mickey was hurt and Willie got old. Ken Berry was a damn good fielder as was Amos Otis and Ken Griffey Jr. But nobody was better than Paul Blair.

His best play? When he ran out to replace Reggie Jackson in the middle of the game and Reggie went to the bench and tried to kill Billy Martin. Now that was when baseball was real and not the faggot game it has become today.

Right field would be the one and only Roberto Clemente.


Most of America got to see what a great fielder he was in that famous World Series. But I knew it because I saw him kill the Mets all the time. My Dad was a big Mets fan so he would have the Mets on the TV while I was listening to the Yankees on the transistor radio. I saw Roberto murder them time and again. I even met him once.

I went to this party in New York with a friend of mine and his Dad who was a big shot in this company and they had this company awards dinner. They had a couple of ball players there for a meet and greet. There was Tommie Agee and Bobby Murcer and Roberto Clemente and Manny Sanguillen. Roberto didn't talk much. But he had these very pointy shoes so I bet he got all of the cockroaches in the corners.

Honorable mention to Dewey Evans who was a close second the fuck.



Once you lose me you lose me forever





There are very few people who were as supportive as I was of the police with all they had to deal with. Especially with Black Lives Matters and the assassination attempts and Ferguson and all the rest. But the police have lost me and I can not support them or their bullshit anymore.

This last case of the straight up murder of George Floyd is one step beyond for me. I have always know the cops were corrupt and lazy. I remember when they used to collect for the Pad and came into Toomey's Tavern to get their dough while I was getting a growler for my old man. I remember how they used to coop under the F Train stop on Smith Street back in the day. They are uniformly lazy and useless. When you need a cop in seconds they are ten minutes away.

I had always listened to fellow conservatives tell me that we didn't have to worry about the government taking away our guns or our rights because the police would not enforce unconstitutional orders. Now I see them beating down the doors of a church in Chicago and arresting people in Brooklyn for opening up their business. Taking orders from the likes of DeBlasio.

The murder of this poor mook is not an anomaly. The cops who did it had a bunch of excessive force beefs. They should never have a gun and the ability to murder us.  The cops have too much power. They are good germans who will follow orders. They will take away your rights in service of governmental power.

We need to have full concealed carry available to all citizens. We need to protect ourselves. The police have forfeited our consideration by their behavior during this phony coronavirus crisis.

Conservatives need to step up and call these people to account. They are no longer worthy of our support.

The Summer of Boo Boo


Most of the famous bears in America had moved to Jellystone. Or at least spent their vacations there. Ever since Yogi had set up his grotto in the park. He copied the one at Playboy Mansion that he was invited too by Hef when he had his TV show. Everyone came to visit him and hang out during the summer.

Smokey was always there toking up. One summer he invited his Hollywood friends Cheech and Chong and they were high all summer. They tried to give us some of their dope but we didn't indulge. We stuck to fermented garbage we would get from the tourist cabins.

Gentle Ben would come out and get drunk and rowdy and try to rape some of the lady bears. You see the nickname Gentle was sort of a joke like calling a really fat guy Tiny. Gentle Ben was a real asshole. They really should have called him Rapist Ben. He started a motorcycle club called Sons of Ursus and for a little while Sister Bear was his old lady until he wanted her to pull a train. She wasn't down for that so she came back home.

The Coca Cola Polar bear spent the summer with us. He liked the heat. In fact he spent most of his time sunbathing and trying to find oriental  campers he could kill and eat. They reminded him of the Inuit back home. Plus he spent a lot of time having sex. You see he was pure white and that was attractive to a lot of the lady bears who were sick of the black and brown bears who only wanted to fuck and live off their welfare checks. So he got laid a lot even though he was weird. Whenever he would put it in he would scream ISITINYOUYET! I think it was a Eskimo thing.

The weirdest of all was Gentile Ben. You see he was a brown bear who spent all his times with Jews. His regular job was up in the Catskills where he was the Shabbos Bear. You see he would turn on the lights and the TV's for the Jews who couldn't touch anything on the Sabbath. His main job was with this famous Lady Comedian named Maisel. She would take him on tour where he would act as a body guard as well as the Shabbos Bear. Gentile Ben was very weird. He wouldn't eat pork and he never spent any money. Plus he had a really big nose. He said it helped him fit in. He went on one date with Sister Bear but she said he was too strange. He wanted her to wear a wig and showed her a sheet with a hole in it. That was enough for her.

All of these strange sexual goings on took their toll on the family. The children had grown up and were sexual beings. Sister Bear was being pursued by many different bears. She had lots of dates and love affairs. The problem was not with her. It was with brother bear.

You see he never had a girlfriend. He just went to work at the Post Office and then followed around long brown haired campers to the make out spots in the park. It was actually pretty scary.

It was the Summer of Boo Boo.

(Stan and Jan Berenstain "Son of Boo Boo", The E True Hollywood Story of the Berenstain Bears)






Wednesday, May 27, 2020

The Hot Corner


Talking about third basemen made me think of one of my all time favorite Yankees. Celerino Sanchez.

He was a dumb Mexican who was called up to play third base because Rich McKinney was a total bust. You see McKinney was traded to the Yankees from the White Sox. We gave up a really good pitcher Stan Banshen for this piece of shit. I was at the game where he made four errors. Four errors. It was my first visit to Fenway Park and I had to hide my head in shame because of this douche weasel.

So they promoted a Mexican to do the work that a white American didn't want to do. Play third base without making an error every other play. Celerino was pretty good. He made some nifty plays in the field and was an ok hitter. He had no power but he put the ball in play. He was very exciting in the field.

He was on of the first minor league players who came up and started out great that I followed with the Yankees. Many others followed. He lost out because the next year we traded for Graig Nettles and he was off the team. Celerino later had a long career in the Mexican league.

I still vividly remember when he came up from the minors. You can't get that excited about baseball anymore.

Damn shame.

My All Time Fielding Team: Shortstop and Third Base

I want you to realize that as much as I love the Yankees I have to be fair and pick the best fielders regardless of what team they are on. (Except the Red Sox or the Mets which doesn't matter because they suck anyway)

Best Shortstop: Ozzie Smith


There isn't even a close second. He is by far the best I have ever seen. Now there are a lot of slick fielders I have seen through the years. Mark Belanger. Gene Michael. Even that punk piece of shit Rey Ordonez. Still none of them could hold a candle to the Wizard of Oz. I once saw him turn four double plays in a double header in Shea Stadium. He was the real deal.

Best third baseman: Brooks Robinson


This is a tough one because I could have easily picked Graig Nettles. Or Clete Boyer. Or Celerino Sanchez. But I have to give the devil his due.

America got to see how good Brooks was in the World Series. Unfortunately I got to see him rob the Yankees all the time. He was the best day in day out. A gentlemen. Somebody you could respect and wished were on your team.

Tuesday, May 26, 2020

WKRLEM TV Once Upon a Time we had a World Without Karen's



Classic TV to clear the palate.

Memorial Day: The Funeral of John Smith



MamaM said...
What came up for you when you thought a lot about this Memorial day?
I thought about a lot of things.
I thought of Mike the guy who lived on the top floor of the brownstone on Tompkins Place in the 1960's when I was a kid. He was the coolest guy I knew. He had a Mustang Convertible. Dated cheerleaders and the hot daughter of one of the local mob guys. He went to Vietnam and had both of his legs shot off.
I thought of the quiet guy who I used to say hello too at Church. He was quiet and unassuming and helped when we had to stack chairs or bring in Christmas decorations even though he was in his seventies. He never talked about his life. When he died we found out that he was a survivor of the Pearl Harbor attacks and served on the Arizona.
I thought of my Uncle V who served in the Navy during World War 2 and was stationed on Guam for a year. He developed a fondness for Spam and fish that he tried to pass on to his nephews even though it never took. He did give me a peacoat and a machete/saw that I have to this day.
I thought of my Dad who ran away to join the Army when he was sixteen and had to use his brothers ID.  He spent a lot of time in Korea as an MP. Served in Alaska and Hawaii. Never talked about it. Never bragged about it. He just served. 
I thought of all the guys who are represented by Trooper John Smith. I have posted that video before. It is instructive how Confederate soldiers were looked at when John Ford made that movie. They were considered gallant foes who were terribly wrong but still our brothers. Now they would be destroyed by the social justice warriors. Captain Brittles would lose his commission for honoring him. It beggars belief.
I thought of where we are today. Where Karen's and social justice warriors with I-phone cameras call the tune. Where honor duty and country were important. Where we honored our warriors.
Yeah I thought about a lot of things.
I think about them every Memorial Day.

Karen's every where you go.



Did you see the confrontation between Karen and black guy in the Ramble. He approached her and told her to put her dog on the leash. She called the cops hoping they would come and stand on his neck. Of course this mook taped it and he got her fired from her job and made everyone hate her. Which you should. She demanded to see the manager when someone dared to correct her.

I run into Karen's every where I go these days. They tell you to put on a mask. Stand on piece of tape in the bank. In the post office. They even ruined Trader Joe's for me.

I used to enjoy Trader Joe's because it was like a pleasant cult. They were all so helpful and nice. They would run to replace things if they weren't perfect. Bag up your groceries and help carry them to  your car. A big difference to the surly moolies in King Cullen or Stop and Shop. But the coronavirus changed all that.

They had a line in the parking lot before they let you in. Everyone had to wear a mask. You could only stay in the store for fifteen minutes. They rushed you in the store. You had to walk only one way in the aisle. It was like fucking Nazi Germany.

There was this old dude on the phone with his wife who was sick at home. He was face timing and showing her some flowers. The fucking manager came over and told him "No face timing in the store." What the fuck.

Karen's everywhere.




It doesn't seem to be the same


I thought a lot about this Memorial Day. It seems different than other ones. People just don't seem to care. Notice the lack of comments on our Memorial Day Post. There used to be a lot more. People who wanted to pay tribute to the men and woman who put their lives on the line to protect and defend us. Most of the blogs I follow didn't have a Memorial Day post or just a cursory one. People just don't give a shit. They are all tied up with this bullshit virus.

President Trump went with his wife to lay a wreath. He at least showed some respect. He later played some golf and the press made a big deal out of it as usual. I think we have to rethink our priorities.

I know I have.

Sunday, May 24, 2020

WKRLEM Happy Memorial Day!





To all of our veterans I want to wish a Happy and Healthy and Peaceful Memorial Day.

Saturday, May 23, 2020

LIGHTNING BUGS!

I was just out running laps at dusk and I saw a faint light out of the corner of my eye. Nah, it can't be. But then I started paying attention and what do you know - the lightning bugs are back! Boy howdy are they back! What a nice surprise. Totally unexpected! I'll take it!

Anyway, the story I have to tell is a picture story. Here we go:

The rain ended yesterday and we got a rainbow:


There was a nice sunset:


We had interesting evening light:


The lily bulbs I planted what seems a lifetime ago have flowered:


'Em are nahs flars!

Here are pictures of my leopard lilies:

These are the ones I sprouted from seeds:


These are the ones that have been here for years:


These are some brand new volunteers:


I guess they sprouted from seeds that fell from the big plants.

Now, on to what I have been working on.

My All Time Fielding Team- First and Second Base

I was listening to a replay of Joe and Evan on WFAN and they were detailing their picks for their all time fielding team. Offensive ability doesn't weigh in as this is strictly about fielding. I thought that was fun and since it would annoy everyone except spinelli I thought I would post some thoughts.

First Base: Wes Parker

The best fielding first baseman I ever saw was Wes Parker of the Dodges from back in the 1960's and '70's, He was a slick fielding first baseman who could turn a game around with his glove. Never missed a throw and could steal some hits from line drives down the line. I have seen a bunch of good fielders from George Scott to Mark Texiera to even Mattingly but Wes was the best by far.

Second Base: Ryne Sandberg

If I had to stop by the snowy woods in the evening to pick a great second baseman I would have to go with the Cubs Ryne Sandberg. I didn't follow him as much as I did the guys in the American league  but he is pretty much the gold standard for fielders. I saw him make a great play against the Mets once that really impressed me.

I pick the best regardless of what team they are on. It's mighty Frank White of me (a joke only Spinelli would get).

Friday, May 22, 2020

The Babe Abides


"Hey let me feel your muscle there keed."
"Thanks Babe. You know you are my hero. I joined the woman's baseball league because of you."
"Really keed. That's nice. Say what's your name?"
"Why it's Rachel Maddow. Some day I will be able to tell my great grandchildren about this."
"Why don't you come back to my room with a couple of your teammates and I will really give you something to tell them. I will get room service and we will have a fine old time."
"That' great Babe. Make sure you order some fish tacos. That's all I eat."
"Ok keed you betcha."

De Blasio is the dumbest mf ever!

That moronic dumb fuck Bill De Blasio stated that small businesses could wait two or three months and reopen because of his illegal and immoral coronavirus shutdown. In an article in the New York Post he disputes the alarm sent up by the head of the Small Business committee on the City Council.

“I’ve talked to lots and lots of business leaders, especially the smallest businesses. They’re very worried about their futures understandably, but they also are hanging on and they know it can be a matter of months until they’ll be back in action,” de Blasio said on WNYC Friday."


City Councilman Mark Gjonaj blasted the mayor’s remarks.
“Out of all the things that have come out of his mouth, this is the most outrageous. He lives in a de Blasio land. That is the furthest thing from the truth,” said the Bronx Democrat, who chairs the council’s small business committee.
“He is not in touch with reality and all he has to do is walk down a commercial corridor to understand what is happening to our small businesses,” Gjonaj said.
“He is setting up the city for failure. He’s going to leave City Hall in the worse condition that this city has experienced since World War II and the Great Depression,” he said.
Many small businesses are already gone. Doesn't he know that they owe three months rent and utilities. A number that they can not come back from. Hundreds of restaurants are closed for good. Their margins are so slim they can't take the hit. People that have invested their life savings have gone bust. De Blasio thinks they can just open up with that monster hit of debt and can continue when they can not get a loan. The banks will give the SBA loans to people without collateral or the money guarantied by big businesses. That''s why the Lakers and Planned Parenthood get the money and the local bodega or diner gets jack shit. The Democrats are clueless as to what the shut down means to the economy.

It is too late to fix it now. That ship has sailed. New York will continue to morph into a place where you will be either super rich or really poor. There is no room for anyone else.

Thursday, May 21, 2020

Small businesses that didn't quite cut it


Admiral Richard Byrd was not only a famous explorer but also an entrepreneur. In his many travels in the Arctic he fell in love with the landscape and it's people. He just knew one thing was missing. Sex.

So he opened a string of Eskimo massage parlors to offer a happy ending to intrepid explorers on their way to the pole so to speak.

Unfortunately due to his foot fetish the Inuit maidens would not show their baby seals and would only offer release with their feet.

He went bankrupt in the first year.

(Small Businesses That Didn't Quite Cut It by Doris Kearns Goodwin)

WKRLEM TV It's not the freaking history channel



For the last few nights we have been enjoying a stupid little show on HULU called "The Great."

It is a comedic retelling of the story of Catherine the Great. It is pretty amusing and a perfect trifle for these quarantine times.

One warning though. Being super woke they have black actors interspersed into the show as if they were not black. You just have to pretend that there would be brothers in Russia in 1762. It does get really jarring when they have a big black buck playing the Ambassador of Sweden. I mean they had lot of black guys back then.

Still and all it is stupid and silly and amusing.

Recommended.

Once again the God Emperor speaks the truth!




If you want to learn anything about what is going on in the United States you need to follow foreign newspapers. Sure you get a biased liberal view but at least they talk about subjects that our fake news doesn't care about. Like foreign affairs.

The Independent in England has a story where they quote President Trump as saying we should improve our relationship with Russia as they were our allies in World War 2 against the filthy Germans. They quote the God Emperor:

"They also fought World War II. They lost 50 million people," Mr Trump said of Russia, then the Soviet Union. Germany was the enemy. ... And Germany's [now], like, this wonderful thing," he added, suggesting the now-democratic European power is not-so wonderful in his eyes.

Now I would prefer that we pursue a much more isolationist stance but at the very lease we should cut our ties with Germany. We spent untold billions propping them up and they have nothing but disdain for us and our values.

Witness a recent post in the great blog Legal Insurrection in which it is reported that more German youth want to befriend China instead of the US. They blame the coronavirus on us instead of the chinks. So fuck em. Pull our troops out now and put them in Fort Trump in  Poland. Leave them to their own devices. Also put a 25% tariff on all of their cars unless they are manufactured in the United States.

It's time to make AMERICA FIRST!

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Can't stand the weather

We have been getting inundated with rain here and usually when we have this much rain and localized flooding I post this song, but I am not going to do that this time. Too predictable. So while looking for that one I found this one: 


It has been raining since Saturday and it grows wearisome. But what we are getting is nothing compared to what's happening up in Michigan. Any Michiganders have any first hand news to report? Talk to me!

Events, such as they are, are being cancelled, and after months of house arrest cold rainy weather is not helping people's moods. I am keeping busy and I have learned that making things is crucial to my happiness, so as long as I can work I will be okay. But damn! All of my shoes are soggy and there is no sunshine to dry them out. Water is infiltrating my shop and if I open the door to sweep it out more runs in. Even a break in the constant deluge would be good, but what are you going to do, eh? That hasn't happened yet.

I am thankful my washing machine and dryer work - holy schnike I am going through socks like a sumbitch. Putting on clean dry socks still warm from the dryer is a blessing of unimaginable magnitude. I am grateful to live in such an age of abundance. 

Now let us get back out and grab some more of it, okay you dick-tators!



I made that the other day - what do you know - that looks like ripples in water. I am detecting a theme.

Six feet under


I have to go to the Post Office a lot these days. To deliver our online orders. When I go I have to suit up. Mask. Gloves. Condom. The works.

The Post Office has instituted social distancing protocols. Stand in line six feet away from the rest of the people in line. Plexi glass in front of the clerks. No human contact. A liberal Karen's dream.

It's funny how it works. Just like a bank they only have one window open. The bank wants you to use the ATM or the computer to do your transactions. I don't know what the Post Office is thinking. They only had the half a retard guy William working.


The other clerks were no where to be seen. The sassy black girl with the platinum dye job. The flirty Oriental woman who must have Vietnam flashbacks because she likes old white guys. I literally heard her ask one guy "Sucky fucky five dollar." The woman who looks like she is on the syrup bottle. It was only William.

William looked like the moolie from the Shining and must be on the spectrum. He doesn't make a mistake but he is very deliberate. Very, very deliberate. So when he is behind the window it takes forever.

Some of these worthless fucking Democratic governors call this the "New Normal." It's really the new Abnormal.

When is this bullshit going to end?


Monday, May 18, 2020

WKRLEM: 'Ode to Fredo'



This song goes through Chris Cuomo's head every day.

Which is just about the only thing in there.


You thought Fedo was the dumb one


Andrew Cuomo is a murderer.

For all of his bullshit about the corona virus he didn't care about the old people he sent back into nursing homes to fester and die. Everyone knew they were the most at risk but he didn't give a shit. His response to this "Old people are gonna die."

He directly forced nursing homes to take back infected patients when they protested that they didn't have the staff or materials to properly treat them or protect the other patients. More than 5000 died and many of them did not have to do so if they protected the people who were actually at risk instead of closing the economy so they could defeat Donald Trump by trashing the economy.

Of course he is being praised to the skies by the fake news. He is touted as the Democratic alternative to Biden who can defeat Trump. Of course these idiots don't know about the skeletons in his closet. There was a reason why his father didn't run. They remain for the son. Plus his own courrption problems. He will never run. If he is arrogant enough to try he will never win.

The real heroes of this virus bullshit are the governors of Florida and Texas.. You will never know this if you watch the fake news.

It is all such irredeemable bullshit.

The Summer of Boo Boo


We didn't know what to do with ourselves after we got the Coors virus from those dirty Oriental bears who came to us from the Denver Zoo. Ranger Smith instituted a quarantine to stop disease from coming in from any other dirty foreign bears from shit hole countries.

He kicked out the black bears who had come in from Haiti as they not only smelled bad but practiced voodoo. He deported the greasy brown bears who had illegally passed over the border from Mexico. He said our motto had to be "Only Silver Backs no Wet Backs." He even had the bi-polar bears from Canada removed who kept eating Koreans because they looked like Eskimos. All of them were thrown out of Jelly Stone and only All American Bears were allowed to remain in the park.

His big mistake was not doing something about Brother Bear. Ever since he had fallen into his deep depression and started stalking young brown haired campers he was the real danger in Jellystone. Not the ursine foreigners even thought they had the virus.

You see it was the Summer of Boo Boo.

(Stan and Jan Berenstain "Son of Boo Boo", The E True Hollywood Story of the Berenstain Bears)

Sunday, May 17, 2020

WKRLEM TV: World on Fire



I have been struggling to find stuff to watch as we are locked down these many months. Just recently I have come across this BBC production that is being presented by Masterpiece Theater.  It's called "World on Fire" and it is a pretentious soap opera that traces the beginning of World War Two. It is very well done and the production values seem top notch.

Now this is supposed to be highbrow but it has the typical soap opera touches that they would scoff at but still use to keep an audience. One of my favorite actors Sean Bean plays a great role where he has to hide his natural authority and play down his personality. He does a masterful job. Believe it or not Helen Hunt is pretty good too. Of course she plays a gold plated bitch so it was type  casting.

They had to throw in a gratuitous gay subplot but hey that's entertainment these days. Still and all it seems quite entertaining.

Highly recommended.

Now more then ever I am glad that I no longer follow the National Felons League!


I was a New York Giants fan for almost fifty years. Ever since I was six years old and my Dad took me to Yankee stadium to see the Sam Huff Giants. I followed them through thick and thin. Like most fans I made excuses for the criminals that they put on the team because they could play ball. Lawrence Taylor. The shit head who shot himself. Countless players who had felony arrests that they got out of because they could play. ND used to bust my balls about it all the time. Well you know what? He was right.

The Giants have a number one draft choice/starting cornerback who was just arrested for armed robbery. Typical of the felons who play in the league. I hear a Bills player just got arrested today. A multi million dollar player who held up a bunch of knuckleheads and stole their money and their  watches. On tape no less. Jeeze.

I gave up on the league when they started kneeling for the National Anthem. The Giants had a couple of players who did it every game. I would have cut them no matter how good they were. I bet Wellington Mara wouldn't have stood for it the way his spineless son does. I know they won't cut this felon. They will plea bargain and find a way to get him on the field.

The Giants used to stand for something. They had classic players like YA Tittle and Sam Huff. Joe Morrison. Frank Gifford and Kyle Rote. Fran Tarkenton and Tucker Fredrickson. Phil Simns and Harry Carson. Even Eli Manning. Now they have the dregs of society.

I am glad that I gave the National Felons League the Irish Goodbye. Not that it matters to them. I only pay attention when something like this hits the news. They deserve what they get.

They have betrayed their lifelong fans.

An Irish Goodbye


 


Do you know what an Irish Goodbye is? I used to specailize in that back in the day. You see it is where you just leave and don't come back. You don't make a big deal about it. You don't make a speech and flounce off hoping that someone will argue with you and ask you to stay. You just leave without a word. I did that in tons of places I used to freguent. I might be a regular in a joint for years and then one thing or another would happen and I would leave and never come back. Sometimes the bartenders or the owners would call and try to track me down. You see I spent a lot of money there or brought people all the time and they didn't want to lose the money. But when I had enough well I had enough.

Instapundit has an article about "Irish Democracy." It seems that a lot of young people on the Upper East Side and Williamsburg have had enough of this shelter in place bullshit. If you are not sheltering at a nursing home it is unlikely you are going to die. So they are ignoring the Mayor and the Governor. Not making speeches. Not protesting or going to court. Just not paying attention. Of course now that this has been publicized the tyrants have to react. They are going to send the NYPD goon squads to make arrests or the code enforcement people in to shut down businesses. Killing business more than they already have.  This is where the rubber hits the road. If enough people refuse to comply than they have a big problem. If you check  out the video on Instapundits  site you can see footage of Coney Island. I know they say they are going to shut it down but I don't see how they are going to do it. Unless they build a wall.

Yes that's  right. The numbnut commies in NYC who hated Trump building a wall to keep out illegal disease carrying immigrants are going to build a wall to keep people away from the beach.

Interesting times.


Road trip!

Drove over to the next county east of here and sawed some white oak. A friend had to take down some trees in his front yard and called me to help him with the clean up. I managed to snag a couple of nice slices of figured white oak:


 The tree gave me the thumbs up!

I worked for a couple of hours, and even though I was in the woods the 86 degree heat got to me. One of the nuts that holds the bar onto the saw dropped off, and while we were able to source a sort-of-replacement, eventually the saw and I needed to stop. 

But the best part of the day was visiting with my friends - I have known these folks for 15 years and they are truly nice people. They have two children and since school's out forever I took the time to point out the various parts of the tree as we were sawing it up as part of their home schooling. I called the oldest out to show him that the age of the tree could be determined very accurately by counting the rings and he said "But I have already learned a lot!" Funny guy - dude, a lifetime is not long enough to learn about trees.

Guy brought over a log splitter to facilitate the creation of firewood - my friends have a fireplace, so they will be warm when winter returns. But the funny part was that dude towed the splitter over to the site using his riding mower. A Ryobi electric riding mower. Well I never! Ryobi's ads tout eliminating the use of gasoline. With gas selling for a dollar and change per gallon that's not a real strong selling point in my book, but clearly some are buying that line. I guess I am not really their target audience - give me internal combustion! Exhaust! Noise! Rr Rr Rr!

Anyway, on to the next - repair the saw, turn the oak I hauled home, keep running, keep walking, keep on truckin'!


While we didn't shake hands, social distancing was on the order of a foot (well, less with the wonderful dogs - they got petted), and no one was wearing the human cone of shame, AKA a mask. Eff that! And eff the mayor, the midget tyrant who extended the shut down for several more weeks and is now requiring his minions to mask up. They are still shooting each other over there, but a sucking chest wound is not as bad as catching a nearly nonexistent virus, right?

I saw some flars of some sort the other day:


They was purdy.

That's it from my neck of the woods.



Thursday, May 14, 2020

WKRLEM: If you Don't Know Me By Now



That's why we have our continuing series.

Its for the historical record.

The Summer of Boo Boo


After the Chinese Bears gave us the Coors Virus the greasy Eye-talian doctor forced us into home quarantine. We had to stay in our grotto and not go out and work. So there was nothing to do but eat.

We were worried at first that we couldn't survive if we couldn't work. We got our food from entertaining the tourists. That and turning over garbage cans.  Now that we were stuck at home we couldn't do that. But we had a savior.

You see Ranger Smith brought us tons of food. So much food that we got really fat. All we could do is eat and surf the net all day. Ranger Smith told us not to worry. He called his largess the "Jelly Stone stimulus plan." The only strange thing was that he used to take Sister Bear into the back room and lock the door. When he came out he told us that was the stimulus part of the plan. For him.

This only served to make Brother Bear even more crazy. He was hot and bothered and wanted to work out his problems on the long haired brunettes in the campground.

It was the Summer of Boo Boo.

(Stan and Jan Berenstain "Son of Boo Boo", The E True Hollywood Story of the Berenstain Bears)




WKRLEM TV: What comes next!



I just finished viewing the "Waco" miniseries on Netflix. It's a show from a few years ago from Showtime that I did not catch the first time around.

It starts with the illegal and egregious attack on Randy Weaver by the FBI. It ends with children being murdered by the FBI and ATF in the guise of protecting them.

What was the reasons for attacking the Branch Dividians? They were molesting children? So do the homosexuals in the Catholic Church. The leader was having sex with multiple woman who he claimed as his wives? Ever hear of the Mormons? Or your local congressman. These women had a choice. Some had left the compound for just that reason. They weren't prisoners. There are people who live in religious communities all over this country. Mormons. Orthodox Jews. The Amish. People free to worship and live as they see fit. Until the government decides to move against them.

Now the government is moving against all of us. They have determined that our religious practices are "Non-essetial." It is a very short step to sending in the Good Germans to enforce their will.

Waco was not a one off. It was the canary in the coalmine. It was the future. It told us where we are now.

Highly recommended must see TV.

Your town could be Waco. Sooner than you know.

What if literary masterpieces were written by different authors

What if Mickey Spillane had written Jane Eyre.


I shook the rain from my hat and walked into the room. Nobody said a word. They stepped back politely and I could feel their eyes on me. Mr. Rochester was standing by the door to the bedroom trying to steady Jane. The girl’s body was racking with dry sobs. I walked over and put my arms around her.
“Take it easy, kid,” I told her. “Come on over here and lie down.” I led her to a damask settee that was against the far wall and sat her down. She was in pretty bad shape. One of the constables put a pillow down for her and she stretched out.
Rochester motioned me over to him and pointed to the bedroom. “In there, Mike,” he said.
In there. The words hit me hard. In there was my best friend lying on the floor dead. The body. Now I could call it that. Yesterday it was Bertha Mason, the woman that shared the same bed with me through two years of bliss as star crossed lovers. Bertha, the woman who said she’d give her right arm for me and did when she stopped a dagger thrust from a disgruntled Queen’s fusilier in the Owls Head tavern one drink sodden night.
Rochester didn’t say a word. He seemed strangely unemotional looking at the body of his dead wife. He let me uncover the body and feel the cold face. For the first time in my life I felt like crying. “Where did she get it, Rochester?”
“In the chest. Better not look at it. The killer carved the nipples off  and gave it to her hard.”
I threw back the sheet anyway and a curse caught in my throat. Bertha was in her nightshift, her one intact hand still clutching her disfigured breast in agony. The blade went in clean, but it carved out left a hole big enough to cram a fist into.
I had to find out who had killed her. Both her husband and the governess were my main suspects. Justice will be done. No matter who had to suffer. Someone would pay.


Have the police forfieted our support by acting like "Good Germans?'



Have you seen the repeated reports of local police acting like the Gestapo in enforcing the illegal decrees of various tin pot mayors and governors? The above video shows and egregious attack on a woman who was trying to get on the subway with her child and was stopped by the cops because she wasn't "wearing her mask correctly." From closing barbershops and salons in Michigan and Texas to sending in a SWAT team to close a restaurant, local police forces have been instruments of oppression. They have handed out tickets and threatened worshipers who were attending religious services in their cars because of the illegal edicts of power mad functionaries.

For many years I have heard people tell me not to worry about the cops. If the government wanted to do something against the Constitution they would not enforce it. Yes they will. They are doing it right now. From rounding up the Jews who want to have a funeral for their rabbi to beating down this woman with her child on the Subway they have eternally forfeited my support. I know they will come after our guns. Our churches. Our way of life. There are exceptions here and there but they are few and far between. It is time to rethink policing and police forces in America.

I just finished the Waco miniseries on Netflics. It can happen here. It is happening all around us. The center can not hold. We need a sea change in both our expectations and our attitudes. Or we are lost.

On the Fine Signing of Executive Orders


Tuesday, May 12, 2020

We were just talking about this...

As I have written here previously, I am watching television during my time of house arrest. Today on the Carol Burnett show (I know, but it is not taxing, and I don't have to read the subtitles - it matters not one bit if I miss some of the scintillating dialogue) the guests included Stiller and Meara:


And what were they talking about? Nixon going to China. Who knew what misery would result from that one incident. I was amused by the coincidence of the recently deceased Jerry Stiller showing up on the teevee talking about Chou Enlai, he of the bat soup special.

I also keep working. Sawing colorful wood results in colorful sawdust:


I am thinking about pasting that on my head and sitting in the end zone of a football stadium. It's a good look. 

I have been making, among other things, pieces parts that will be used in more complicated products:


It took me a minute or two, but eventually I figured out how to slice those efficiently.

Selfie:


I went shopping the other day and one store required masks. Who am I to go against the rules, eh? 

During recent walks I have noticed a change in the litter:


Now the minimum wage types at the local health care facility have taken to throwing out their used gloves and masks. They are filthy slobs.

The sun still rises and sets, so this old world just keeps on turnin':


The mayor of the town where I used to sell has extended his death sentence to small businesses - he is truly enjoying his ability to inflict pain on those who want to work. He doesn't care, we are not part of his constituency anyway.


Monday, May 11, 2020

WKRLEM: Amy acoustic

Small Business that didn't quite cut it

Long before there was a Tiger King there was someone who tried to monetize the training and exposition of exotic animals. Unlike Joe Exotic who tamed the savage beast Carl Calm trained the more sedate raccoon in his sanctuary in Wisconsin. He trained this small furry creatures to perform many stunts but his business did not quite catch on.

Later his assistant Red Auerbach became quite successful when he taught coons to play basketball.

The real innovators never succeed in small business.
(Small Businesses That Didn't Quite Cut It by Doris Kearns Goodwin)

I was told there would be no Dylan.....just sandwiches


And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

Festivus is cancelled





Jerry Stiller has died at 92.

There will be plenty of tributes and remembrances of his long career.

I just want to say one thing.

I found him to be very annoying.

Friday, May 8, 2020

Ils ont change ma chanson, ma

So one sits around one's house, trying not to grow so large that one actually sits around the house, with the television running. So far I have watched eleven seasons of "Cheers". Seven seasons of "Dr. G., Medical Examiner", and now I am up to season five of "The Carol Burnett Show". As I have mentioned, it is mostly bad skits, production numbers that require use of the fast forward button, and other forgettable, regrettable filler. But today this popped up:


I had forgotten that song even existed. Ray does it justice. It was written by Melanie, who is still alive. Who knew? How did she avoid the usual pitfalls of being a musician back in the 1960s? Who knows? She seems fairly grounded for a folkie, and that's saying something.

In any case, I continue to work:


That is a Carolina ash bowl, and I also turned some rolling pins for a repeat customer, and I have a couple of other projects pending. 

And while I hate to whine about the weather, especially since ours is so mild, I kind of wish it would pick a temperature and stick with it. The 80s - 30s thing grows wearisome. I have things to do and will do them better, and in a happier mood, if only it was a tad warmer. But enough of that. At least it is not snowing here.


Ray Charles mentioned working on the building:

Thursday, May 7, 2020

Batman, the Musical!

Joe N. Lie.

In this clip Air Force One lands with a bigger thud than the lastest fear mongering attempt by the MSM. Murder hornets! As if!

I finally know someone who supposedly died of the coronavirus


I know a lot of people. From living in New York and working in and around Times Square for thirty years and having the store and all the bullshit I have done in my life. With all of those people I did not know anyone who died because of this corona virus bullshit until today. Jimmy Glenn has passed.

They have the story in today's New York Post. Jimmy was 89 so he had a good run. He was a fixture at his bar on 44th Street where he was surrounded with boxing photos from his long career as a trainer. In the early eighties I would eat lunch in there about three times a week. Now he didn't serve food at the time. A couple of guys from the office and I would go and get our shoes shined next door. Then we would hit the chinks to get a take out and bring it to the bar to drink our lunch. The bar tender was an old friend of mine from when he was the day guy at The Quiet Man. So we would sit and watch the tv and enjoy a lunch on a slow summer day.

Later it would be a place to hit when we did a pub crawl. Jimmy might be in the bar then and we would catch up. I think he was managing Terence Ali at the time. I had tickets to the boxing shows at the Felt Forum and would sometimes see him there. He was a class act all the way.

I think he is like 90% of the people who are succumbing to this virus. He was old and with health problems. If it wasn't this it would have been the regular flu or pneumonia. It's is a shame but no reason to shut the whole country down. You know if we could ask Jimmy I think he would agree. He was a very sensible guy

RIP Jimmy. Hoist a couple in Heaven for me.

WKRLEM TV Roseanne Scamardella in all her glory...plus Natalie Wood



Sixty brought up old memories when he mentioned Roseanne Roseannadanna.

You see the real Roseanne was the one and only Roseanne Scamardella and we actually have a connection. You see she was my next door neighbor on President Street in 1975. She was married to Assemblyman Mike Pesce at the time and was becoming a big deal on TV news. She was among the first Italian Americans who kept their ethnic sounding name and were being featured on TV at the time. Along with Jerry Rivers and John Johnson she was the face of diverisity on the old Eyewitness News

I don't have a lot of stories about her. Occasionally I took a delivery for her from the station and they moved away not too much later. Pesce went on to become a big deal judge after they divorced. In fact I think he was one of the most important judges in New York State as the administrative judge for Brooklyn and Staten Island. He just retired after getting tons of bribes.

The kicker to the story is one day this woman comes in to shop in the store. As we are talking she asks me if I know Judge Pesce. I said sure in a trivial way but I knew his wife better. She says but I am his wife. I said no I meant his first wife.

I never miss an opportunity to say the wrong thing.

Just like Roseanne Roseannadanna.

Dick loves Pat and Pat loves Dick


"So Primer Choi what is it I am eating here? It looks like a bug."
"It is a bat penis Mr President. You are enjoying a great Chinese delicacy. Bat stew. Made with the penis and testes of a thousand bats. It comes from our Wuhan province."
"Err that sounds delightful. But I am not fond of putting a penis in my mouth. My wife Pat agrees. She never does."
"Well bat penis is very small Mr. President."
"Trust me that doesn't matter either. Can I get some Chop Suey instead?"
"That can be arranged Mr. President. In the meantime can we talk about you sending all of your jobs to China?"
"Sure thing Choi. I think would be great for business."

WKRLEM TV: We have been invaded by killer insects before



You could not make this sketch today. Political correctness would kill it.

Notice they hit some of my favorite themes. Filthy Mexicans. Eli Wallach in the Magnificent Seven. It's all there as if I wrote it today.

Small Business that didn't quite cut it


The Navajo sex line.

Sample dialogue:

"How?"
"Well what are you wearing?"
"Feather. Bear grease. And nothing else."
"Do you have Grand Tetons?"
"No but me have um Grand Canyon. I no think you can touch the sides white eyes."
Click.
(Small Businesses That Didn't Quite Cut It by Doris Kearns Goodwin)

Wednesday, May 6, 2020

Carlos Santana Roseannadanna

Where to begin? I live in an area that is frequently in the path of hurricanes. Every year we are told this is going to be the worst year for hurricanes in the history of the world. It never is, of course, but sensational stories about imminent death is easy money for the media.

The Wuhan Lung AIDS is no longer scaring the bejeebers out of the general populace so right on cue we have Asian Murder Hornets, but of course, we mustn't mention where they are from. Truth is not allowed. 

In any case, life goes on. The other day I cut down a dogwood tree in my backyard. The tree was dead but it was still supporting many living things:


The tree frog was hiding in a hollow created by a lost branch.

A wood beetle was hangin' out, lookin' for a new home:


There were several ant colonies, but none of the individual ants would stand still for a portrait.

Once I started sawing the log the scariest thing I found was a Murder Hornet! OMG!!!


 Pretty damned scary, if you ask me. That sucker was huge!

Here is the actual story of Murder Hornets:


What else - nature is reclaiming unused places:


Saw that guy on walkies the other day.

These are popping up in my backyard - bad idea - I will nuke those suckers:


A mouse keeps showing up in one of my cupboards - I use a Have-a-Heart trap to catch him. Over and over:


I have caught him three times and released him in my backyard three times. He lets me pet him. He is a very nice mouse.


We had a dramatic sky this evening.

Anyway, as Roseann Roseannadanna said, "If it's not one thing it's another." You nailed it, Roseann.