Hobbies

Do you have a hobby? Does your wife make fun of it? Well friend, do what I do...use that hobby to irriate the heck out of her! My wife recently chose to publicly entertain the world wide web with a blog concerning me and my antenna habits (littlesbuild.blogspot.com).
Yes, I love antennas. TV antenna's mostly. It's a life long passion of mine. Very UNinteresting to most folks, but a world of fun to me. Allison loves to poke fun at me and my hobby. She doesn't understand the lengthy experiments that I conduct (nearly daily) to educate myself about the laws of signal reception. She has yet to figure out that the tacky things that I do serve a double purpose. Recently, I stuck an old antenna up out in the backyard. (as you can see in the picture) I noticed that the thing was so big that it was bending the pole over! I figured, what a great time to experiment with front-to-back ratios concerning yagi antennas! I got the antenna down and tied off a piece of old coax cable to it (so I could bend it any way I wanted to). My original intent was to drive a 2x4 into the ground and tie it off that way but this didn't turn out as I expected because I pulverized the 2x4 with my hammering; I don't like to hammer). So, I got to thinking; what am I going to tie this cable off to? I thought about the golf cart but decided against it because I could see my wife getting on it and taking off one day and taking my beloved antenna with it. Then I noticed that old dog pen. I had meant to move that thing and mow that two foot grass. It would be GREAT to hold that antenna down. So I shoved Lucy's old pen down the hill and tied off old Betsy (my antenna) to it. I giggled as I did it because I knew Allison would HATE it! I guess, however, the joke is on me because she blogged all about it.
In conclusion, tormeting your wife with your hobbies is an age-old hobby in itself. Have fun with it and even if she won't; give yourself credit and plenty of pats on the back for ingenious ways of tying off the antennas in your life; Lord knows I do!

Blogger Blues

I'm not a very good blogger. My buddy Nathan blogs about everything; I'm not that dedicated. There have been many times that I wished I could have a video of events that happened in my lifetime, this would be the ultimate blog in my opinion! Just imagine the opportunity to whip out a video of the funniest thing you ever saw in your life and share it with another person (or laugh as hard as you did when you first saw it). Often, the person you're describing this funny event to doesn't get the full picture of what happened because they have no way of seeing the full picture. Here's an example: My wife refuses to laugh at Marcel Ledbetter moving the piano, an old Jerry Clower tale. I've often wondered if she is from some other planet, but the fact of the matter just might be that her imagination isn't as good as mine to picture the whole piano moving/smashing event! Sure, most anybody will laugh seeing that piano drop out of that second story window; seeing Marcel shoot up in the air at the same (with a rope "wropped" around his arm) and then they will laugh harder when the piano hits the pavement and splinters into a thousand pieces. (Personally, I laugh everytime I hear the recording of Jerry Clower making the piano busting sound.) Then we would see Marcel eventually fall to the ground "in amongst all that busted pianer" thanks to gravity. But the punch-line of the whole story is when Marcel's assistant slaps him in the face, trying to see if Marcel is still alive, hollering "speak to me!" Marcel says (are you ready for this?) "Why should I speak to you? I...I passed you twice and you didn't say nothing!" Southern humor is the best; it's always obvious and simple! In conclusion, anyone that doesn't laugh at this should be checked out by a professional; not because you are nuts, but because your imagination needs help!

Bathrobes, Date Stamps and Another New Year

Well, here I sit in my new bathrobe that Allison bought me at the Target. I didn't even know that I liked bathrobes until I tried hers on. Now, before you get the wrong idea let me tell you that her robe is red so it wasn't like I was crossdressing. She caught me wearing it and before I could stop her she snapped a picture of me. The robe didn't look bad, I think she was jealous because it looked better on me; but her purple slippers that were under the desk that I slipped on to keep my feet warm were not very manly! For those of you who may not know, we live in an old house that's been in Allison's family for years and years. Her Uncle Noah tore down the Ark and built this place, I think! It's very drafty! I'm usually a hot natured person, but when I get up in the morning I'm cold for some reason. Couple that with the temperature in our house being 55 degrees in most rooms and you get my desire for a robe! Target had a nice selection; go on down and get one for yourself, they are very comfortable!

Another year is here; 2008. It will be at least February before I am used to writing the new year at the end of the date. Luckily I have a stamp on my desk that I use for most any document that I come in contact with at work. Paula makes fun of me for stamping everything, but that's okay. I noticed when I was off around Christmas that even Roger used the stamp to document when certain papers entered the office. I sure like my date stamper!