Vacation....It's gooooooooooooood

So here we are in the Magic Kingdom. It's vacation, it's relaxing, it's unwinding, it's recharging. It is AWESOME!!! Our first restaurant stop was the 50's Prime Time Cafe in MGM Studios. Now I'm going to break a personal BLOG cardinal rule, "Never post actual pictures of family on the BLOG." So I think you've probably wondered what my wife Sharkey looks like. Here she is:





Isn't she just the cutest thing!!!!! So here's the thing, the 50's Prime Time Cafe is a place out of the the nostalgic past. It is staffed by waiting staff with an edge. They tell you "OK, Hon' you set the table for dinner and remember Ma's four rules:"

1. Elbows off the table
2. Hats off at the table
3. Eat all your vegetables or no dessert
4. No Tower for an hour

And they do not take anything from anyone. When my brother was smart mouthed with the waitress, she said to him without a second thought, "Watch it!!!!!!!!!!" And after we were done with dinner, she sat down with us at the table and talked to us while flinging spitballs and napkins at our "cousins" in the other kitchen. It was great!!! Totally freaked out my nephews. They thought they would be asked to do the "I'm a little teapot" song!! They were very, very "afeared." The picture above is how they show you what the desserts are. They give you a Viewmaster will 3-D pictures of the desserts. And they are YUMMY!!!!

Today we are going to Downtown Disney to do a bit of shopping, then EPCOT for dinner, and off to the Magic Kingdom till 3AM. Resort Guests have a deal where they can stay at the parks 3 hours after they close for exclusive magic opportunities! I LOVE THIS PLACE!!! J.P. signing off for now!!!!!!! TTFN!

Class is OVER....So what am I going to do now?

I'm going to Disney World!!!!

Sharkey and I have a very early morning tomorrow. We have a 7:55am flight, so that means we need to leave our house by 5:30am. The things you do for Mickey!!!! Sheeeesh!!

So you may have noticed that my posts have decreased in frequency. Most of that is due to my grad course. Now that it's over, you'll see a lot more posts from this point on. Man that course just totally sucked!!! I felt like an undergrad again. There were 10 chapters of text, two exams, two papers and a final project that were assigned all within 7 weeks. Not sure how many of you have ever taken graduate courses, but they are hardly ever that intense. My first class in resuming grad school has just totally demotivated me enough to take the summer off and go back for fall classes!! Yay me!!! You know it wouldn't have been so bad if the final project wasn't so brutal.

We had to present a prospective company to the professor as if he were the CEO of an investing company. Our group was the first to go last night. He tore us up!!!! Question after question, on definitions, on interpretations, charting, corporate policies, and on things totally unrelated to the scope of the class. On top of that, he was the timekeeper of our presentation and told us we had 7 minutes left to present what we all knew would take 15 minutes. Of course that 7 minute mark he gave us was right at the time yours truly was up to do his part. I think though that the main thing I was feeling at that time last night wasn't panic, it wasn't stress, and it wasn't anxiety, it was outright ANGER!!!! I was very, very mad because the timekeeping he did was total bullshit!!! We had practiced the presentation 3x to get it to 30 minutes on the dot. We were allotted 40 minutes max, and we had that well in hand. I was also pretty mad because one of my team members who was getting grilled by the prof early on gave away our position 10 minutes into the presentation because they lost it and reverted back to student teacher mode!!! Now that was a total FUBAR, because you have to understand the structure of our presentation was to make our case, then state the position last for dramatic effect. So that person gave away the farm 10 minutes in, which blew our big effect, so BIG DUH for them!!!!! THEN on top of that, the same person said to me when I got up to speak not just once, but twice, "JP, skip your slides and move to the conclusion." So here's my dilemma, do I honor that request and keep within time, which I know is total b.s., or do I present my piece the way I'm supposed to, so we can keep building the case and stick with the script we agreed to use? I decided to do my part as rehearsed. I felt I put the time into it, I developed it, I knew it cold and most of all I had the right to present it. So I decided I would fight tooth and nail on the timekeeping if I needed to do that. So "Annoying Clueless" team person got the JP HAND in the face and I did my full part and we finished. If I ever had need of the portable "JP Slap-o-matic" it was last night!!!

Well to make a long story short, we scored a 90 on the presentation. Apparently, he was hard on us because we were first group, in order to set the tone for the next 5 groups and put the fear of God into them all. Isn't that just lovely?? Anyhow, that score gives me about a B+ to A- in the course. I think that last night was less about presenting an investment opportunity, and more about testing personal character. I am very glad that I did not compromise mine.

Why Do Birds....

So I've been starting to use the grill more. The temp outside is increasing, the sun is out and the birds are singing. Everything is right in the world. Well everything, but this....


It seems I have a new tenant. This bird has somehow decided that my grill is a great place to build a new home. Sure the property is off a cul de sac, and the deck is Fiberon, so you'll never have to treat or sand it, but I don't think she realizes how hot it's going to get. And you'd think that the bird would sense that many of its cousins, the chickens, have met a marinated char-grilled demise in this new location.

Next post.... Man vs. Bird... (ding...ding)

Did you ever just want to...

Now I consider myself a patient guy. I try to be nice. I try to do the right thing. I try to give everyone the benefit of the doubt. But there are times when certain people just really annoy me. It takes a lot too! But lately I've been running into many of these people for some odd reason. The universe must be out of balance or something. You know who I'm talking about. The people who cannot buy a clue. And when I talk about clueless I mean individuals that cannot see why 1+1=2 or cannot figure out what to do next because that would require independent thought or cannot see how their actions may negatively impact others. People who are not accountable fall into this category and I'm sure you all have your fair share of them at work, in school, at the mall or maybe even in......(gasp)....your family!!!!!

My friends, I think I have a solution to this problem. I've watched American Inventor on ABC for a couple of weeks (man is that chubby judge soooo annoying..) and I think I have an invention I'd like to present to them. My invention is called the Phone Slap-O-Matic. With this handy, dandy device, if the person you were talking to on the other end of the phone were really clueless, all you would have to do is push a button on your end of the phone. After depressing said button, a great big hand would extend from the other person's phone and just give them a good whack across the face (SEE DIAGRAM BELOW):



Think of the practical applications! Thousands of frustrated individuals would get instant satisfaction. Millions of meaningless conversations could be ended. There would be no more telemarketing. It could very well save civilized society as we know it.

Q-Link

Anyone that really knows me will tell you that I have a lot of one liners. I take things from movies, TV shows and insert them into conversations as appropriate. Some of my favorite one liners come from various movies like The Princess Bride, Back to the Future, The 40 Year Old Virgin and TV shows like The Sopranos, The Simpsons, and The Office. They are true "JP Jargon." Some of them come off with attitude, like my saying, "Retail is for suckers!!" But there are some lines which make fun of me directly, and I'm OK with that because let's face it, if you cannot make fun of yourself, you are just livin' a way too freakin' serious life!!! Which brings me to this JP Jargon line,

I'm a sucker for marketing

Yes it is true. JP falls for every bit of marketing out there. I believe all of it like a wide eyed child. I graduated Summa Cum Laude in Applied Mathematics. I am able to rip apart servers and solve myriads of data and software issues. Yet for all of my intelligence, I'm taken in like a hypnotized, babbling idiot by marketing. I get an MP3 player, the manufacturer later introduces a new one in blue with the exact same features as the one I have 6 months later, and hey I gotta get one of those new blue ones!!!! OK, I'm not that bad, but I'm bad enough to drive Sharkey up the wall at times.

But there is one bit of marketing that I've fallen for lately that I'm totally not ashamed of, and that's my Q-Link necklace. As you know I'm a golfer. If you know any golfers they'll tell you that it's a 90% mental game and 10% physical game. I knocked 5 strokes off my handicap last year by just improving my mental game and by doing better course management (and another 5 by improving my swing). Yeah, yeah I know, to everyone who doesn't golf, this all is sounding like the Charlie Brown teacher, (bwaaaa, bwaaaa, bwaaaaa, bwaaaaaa). Well anyway, one of the guys I golf with told me about this necklace he read about that is supposed to help relieve stress, give you better focus, and help "tune" your body. PGA golfers wear it and aren not paid to endorse it. The necklace was called a Q-Link. The Q-Link is this small 1" pendant. It has a copper coil that is wound around an SRT (sympathetic resonance technology). Supposedly, it tunes the biofield your body generates to optimum. The concept is that since we are bombarded daily by EMF from TV, computers, cell phones, etc. our bodies become unbalanced and the Q-Link helps to restore the balance.

Now I have to admit, I was very skeptical. This whole thing sounded like snake oil at the local carnival. So I did some research, and then some more research, and then tried to find unbiased reviews. The typical things that JP does on a "Hunt." Surprisingly I couldn't really find anything bad about it. The manufacturer of Q-Link, Clarus, offers a 90 day money back guarantee on it and this is the 2nd generation Q-Link. On review boards, I was reading how people thought their sleep was deeper and more restful. Other golfers said they weren't sure what it did, but whatever it was was making a difference in their games. People dealing with cancer said it helped with the stress they were dealing with. The thing even won best of show at the PGA's 2005 trade show. And then my friend who originally told me about it bought one. He wore it for 2 weeks and I saw a real change in his personality. It was freaky. A lot of the stuff that would just set him off before just rolled off. And I know what you're all thinking, placebo effect. Right? If you believe it works, then it works. Well from what I've seen and read I had to try it. So of course I went and bought one. But again, "Retail is for suckers!!!" so I found a deal on one. So I've been wearing it for about a month now and you know what? It works. It totally works. I'm like the others in that I have no idea what it does, but it does something. My sleep is different than before. It is a lot more restful and when I wake up I feel like I can rocket out of bed ready for the day. Totally not like the comatose JP of before. And I cannot seem to leave it off for very long. I even forget I'm wearing it. I'm more focused and it seems to help with the stress quite a bit. The only time I don't wear it is when I shower. It's sort of like homeopathic crack maybe? Sure it could be all in my head, but I'm not returning it for my money back and I would recommend it to anyone to give it a go.

Easter, is it all in the egg?

So we are fast approaching Easter. I do like Easter. It seems like a great time for new beginnings. Everything is warm, green, alive, colorful, and blooming! It is the time of year that all those people you never see at church on the weekends come to service. You know the people I'm talking about. They are the people who only show up for the majors: Christmas Eve and Easter. And as everyone knows, the food on those holidays far surpass the piddly meals you have in between.

And that brings me to my main point. This is the only time of year you can get The Cadbury Creme Egg.

I cannot think of a more appropriate piece of candy to mark a holiday. It's way better than the colored Easter Eggs. It's funny, Sharkey and I each get at least one of these every year. Let's face it, Easter just would not be the same without this candy. Now I know some of you probably think it is one of the most disgusting things out there, but come on people, where can you get an egg shell of chocolate that encompasses a white and yellow center? It's like one of the most artistic candies there is. Way better than a freakin' Zagnut? What is a Zagnut anyway? Anyone ever eat them? If so what the heck is in a Zagnut?

So all I have to say is, "Thanks Easter Bunny!! CLUCK!!! CLUCK!!!"

JP Sidebar Thought: Remember coloring Easter Eggs when you were a kid? Well what the heck do you do with the 2 dozen colored eggs after Easter has passed? No living human being could consume that much egg salad without serious digestive issues to follow. I think for the trashman it's probably one of the worst holidays because he carts about 12 tons of nasty eggs to the local dump, and that has to be oh so pleasant. He's probably wanting to kill the person whoever thought up the idea of coloring eggs was a wonderful, festive thing to do.

The Smoking Monkey

I was talking with my good friend ChicagoCherie today. We were doing some reminiscing of the past. Specifically, we were talking about things we used to do when we were very little. I can remember my first family vacation. I was about 3. Yes it's true, I do remember. We were leaving home and all I could say was, "I want to go home, I want to go home." I have two older brothers, and when I started carrying on in the back seat, they both looked at me like I was nuts. They were both very afraid that I would convince Mom and Dad to turn around. So they employed the bribery tactic. At the first rest stop, they pulled their money together and bought something to get my attention and distract me from my "I want to go home" antics. My friends I give you the ultimate distraction for a three year old.....

The Smoking Monkey!!!!

Taaaaaaaaa Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!

This baby is guaranteed to amaze the mind of a child. I'm not sure why, but it seems there's just something hypnotic about a small monkey burning one, lighting up, taking a deep drag. Not sure why but it totally worked on me. It could have also been the cheap, aromatic cigarettes it came with that smelled of bad Buddhist incense overpowered my 3 year old underdeveloped lungs and made me loopy. Maybe they were early attempts at aroma therapy for kids?

Sure the PETA people would find this offensive and would most likely pie me in protest; the American Lung Association would not allow kids to play with such a carcinogen based toy today, but I really think for its time, circa 1972, it was a good, wholesome kids diversion. Think about it, everyone who was someone lit up back then. Why not timid jungle creatures? They have stressful lives too ya know.

The Hunt

It's all about the "Hunt." Do you know what I'm talking about? The "Hunt" is where you decide for some reason unknown to man that you want something. It could be a piece of clothing,


a pair of shoes,





a hat with a certain logo on it,

a new/sweet electronic device,

a new set of golf irons,

Pssssst..... The "Hunt" is currently on for these.... =)











a new car,


or a golf gizmo that's guaranteed to take 10 strokes off your game,

Now once you've acquired the target, the "Hunt" begins. You research the heck out of the item. You view it from every possible angle. You see what it does well, what color it comes in, if the size fits you, if it does everything you think it can do. You read countless reviews on the internet. You stalk the item and check it out at the local merchants. You think of all the possibilities, you see if the size fits you, you swing it around a few times, you think about how it will change your life or make things easier for you for what you have planned for it. You look at internet retailers for prices, search for special sales and discounts, because as my wife, Sharkey, will tell you, one of my favorite lines is, "Retail is for suckers!!" And then once you have cornered your prey, then you have the moral dilemma, "Do I or do I not pull the trigger??"

You know the "Hunt" has become more difficult since I've taken my marriage vows. I pulled the trigger lots of times before when I was a party of one, but now I just find it increasingly difficult to pull that trigger without thinking and talking to the Sharkster. Sharkey often asks me why I need certain things. My reply is the same every time, "It's totally not about need Honey, it's all about want." But as anyone who has participated in the "Hunt" will tell you, once you've pulled the trigger, things afterwards are never as exciting as when you were on the "Hunt." So the solution to that my friends is simple... on to the next "Hunt." Good hunting all!!!!

Back to School

Well, I finally overcame the inertia and resumed my Graduate studies to get a Master's of Information Science (MIS). Yeah!! Go Penn State!!


Education is never a bad idea. Especially when the company you are working for is footing the bill for it! I'm planning to learn all I can about proper project management and then guess what time it is? That's right people, it's time to implement project New Job!!! Right now I'm learning everything I never wanted to know about Financial Accounting. The wife says it's good for me. I don't know. It's numbers, it's somewhat interesting, so I suppose it's fine. Maybe it'll help me to gain perspective on investing. Or maybe it'll make me just dangerous enough to make awful financial decisions.

With the way things are going right now, it seems a lot of the technology jobs are being exported overseas. That's bad news for people like me. I have a Bachelor's degree in Applied Mathematics and Microsoft Certification, MCSE, MCSA. I can administrate servers, I can build databases, move data from here or there and manipulate almost any piece of hardware to do what it was and was not designed to do. However, with all these skills, companies seem bent to not pay to have a talented U.S. based IT department anymore and are outsourcing and worse yet shipping jobs overseas. It's really sad too, because there are good people I see getting nixed out week to week. And let me tell you something about the outsourcing, it SUCKS!!! Not just the concept, my experience with the outsourced IT companies hasn't been great:

Example1:

JP: OK Mr. Customer I need a backup of your data to convert?
Customer IT: What Data?
JP: The data you contracted my company to convert for you?
Customer IT: We contracted which database?
JP: The database on your server. You're the admin right?
Customer IT: Yes I have full admin access to everything.
JP: OK, let me walk you through X, Y, and Z to get a backup.

(5 very painful hours later.........)

JP: OK, when I tell you to, depress the key
Customer IT: I'm not sure where that key is can you direct me?

Example2:

JP: OK, Tbormajinbo can you tell me where you sent the file?
Tbormajinbo: Meaning to FTP server
JP: OK so you sent the file to an FTP server?
Tbormajinbo: Pleasing to help, sent there file one zour zince
JP: OK so you sent it in about an hour ago
Tbormajinbo: Else anything do to wiss yu?
JP: Nope that should do it....

Now maybe it's just me, but can companies see a problem with these situations? If I were not the patient guy I was, example1 could easily piss me off greatly. And as for example2, what the F!!!! Speak coherent English damn it!!!! How the hell did you ever manage to fill out the job application? And whoever hired you, what the heck were they thinking, and I totally never want to meet them?!!? Do sign language, draw me a stick figure, throw me a bone people!!!!

The End ...... For now...

Disneyworld or Bust!

Disneyworld... Disneyworld...Disneyworld!!! Yeah I'm going to Disneyworld!!!! The countdown to Orlando has begun. I've always loved Disneyworld. I'm not exactly sure why. Could it be my Japanese genes kicking in? Could it be that I am a 6 year old in a 36 year old body? Could it be the flashing lights and the marketing? Hum.....

Wait. That's all not true. I know exactly why I love it. Being there helps remind you of the good that once existed everywhere in our society. It embodies the good and the innocent times gone by. It invokes memories of family vacations and trips with brothers and sisters who were high on soda pop and candy while watching parades go by wide eyed. It reminds you that with imagination, determination, and laughter anything is possible. It allows you to forget about your "normal" life and refresh your mind. It's the ultimate land of Fantasy and Make Believe. Yes I'm a big fan of the Mouse. It's one of the places in this world where I've found that I can totally relax and recharge the batteries. It makes sense being there, and it really is "Where Magic Lives."

My family went there often on vacation. I proposed to my wife there right before the fireworks went off at Cinderella castle. If we ever have kids, we'll take them there often. And if you've never been, give it try and tell me what you think.

HD Radio ... It really does exist

So I was looking through the Sunday Philadelphia Enquirer and found an article on HD Radio. I listen to BEN-FM locally, and I always hear the J. Peterman guy from Seinfeld talking about broadcasting in HD radio, but I always thought it was just a bit. As it turns out, there is HD Radio and the local stations are quickly picking it up to compete with satellite radio. The only catch I see is that you have to buy equipment, like the HD Boston Acoustics, to pick up HD Radio:




But once you purchase the HD radio equipment, unlike satellite radio, it's FREE!!! What a deal!!! I just may have to see about this new technology....

Thank You eBay!!

I am an avid "eBay-er." It's great, you can find anything you want, and you can sell almost anything you want. And people buy stuff competitively. I'm almost positive of this statement. Case in point, I returned a battery to the local Cingular store and received store credit of $40 for it. See, Cingular has this stupid return policy that past 30 days even with a receipt you cannot return any goods purchased there. [SIDEBAR COMMENT: Cell phones supposedly turn over so fast, whatever you bought 30 days ago could potentially be obsolete is what they claim. The counter person told me that their computer systems clear all sales information every 30 days. That's what they say anyway. But if you ask me, that's a load of C - R - A- P!!! Let's think about this, Cingular has a nationwide network that requires vast amounts of computing technology and they cannot track purchases past 30 days??!!! What's wrong with this picture??? ] So anyway, since I received a one day store credit, (yes 1 day store credit, because they cannot give you a store credit receipt, again their systems cannot do it) I decided to get accessories I could sell on eBay. So the first item that I put up for auction on eBay that Cingular sold me for $34.99 closed today at $56. The other item looks like it'll close for at least $20. You can do the math. Mind you, I even put in the description of the items that "Cingular sells this item online for $34.99 and the other for $19.99" So even though everyone knew they could buy the things directly from Cingular, for less money, they decided to go way above the price to win the auction!! Hummm.... Competitive buying rules!!! Who says that the capitalism is dead???

That Guy is Toast!

I was watching Grey's Anatomy last night with the wife. So the episode was about an idiotic patient with a homemade WWII grenade lodged in his chest and Merideth, the main character:

was left with her hand right next to the grenade in the guy's chest so he wouldn't bleed out. So as the episode goes, they decide to have her pull the grenade out and hand it off to the bomb squad guy.

So the guy who was the bomb squad guy, Kyle Chandler, who you also know as the main character in that CBS show Early Edition, carries out the explosive to the hallway.



So I'm thinking he's the new squeeze for the main character of Grey's Anatomy Merideth unless they kill him off in that episode. So I was thinking, if they do that camera angle where he's at the end of the hallway, and she's just watching him from a distance he's a dead man.

Here's how it went:

• Merideth pulls out the grendade
• Bomb squad takes the grenade, "Good job, you did good today."
• Bomb squad guy walks out into the hallway with the grenade
• Merideth walks out to see him go off into the hallway
• Camera pans out....

BOOOOMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now that my friends is great TV!!!!

GEEZE!!! Did he really hit it that far??

So what do I do for fun you may ask? I'm an avid golfer. I play it, live it, read it and breathe it. I originally started playing with my Dad as something to do to spend some time with him and to get to know him better. Now that he's gone, whenever I play I feel closer to him in a way. And I was hooked as soon as I hit my first good ball and had the photo finish stance. I've played off and on for 6 years, but in the past 3 years I've gotten pretty serious about it and dedicate a lot of time, and a lot of money (Sorry Mrs. JP!!), to the game. I decided to really learn the game well, so two years ago, I took lessons from a Golf Magazine Top 100 instructor and spent countless hours on the range, on the course, and in the mirror practicing. I ripped apart my swing several times and I think now I may actually have something decent.

It's sort of an obsession. My wife remarks that I don't have much of a wardrobe and it consists of just one brand of clothing. OK, for the most part she's right. But you stick to your brand as any golfer worth his salt will tell you. Although, maybe I should take a hint from coworkers who ask me if my tour sponsor gives me all shirts I wear to the office:

Yep, I'm a Callaway golfer. My philosophy is that if you have the best equipment, you cannot make any excuses about your score. It's all just you at that point. Every club I use is Callaway. I have X-14 irons, Forged wedges, Big Bertha 4 and 7 wood, a Callaway Tour Blue TT2 putter, and the newest club in my arsenal is a 9.5 degree ERC Fusion driver with a stiff Aldila shaft. And is it ever sweet!!!! It makes a thud when it hits the ball, but the ball just flies off of the face.

The good news is, I'm getting better. I was a 34 handicap at the start of last year and at the end of the season I dropped to 25. I was shooting in the low 40's per 9 holes off the blue tees, so this year my goal is to stay in the 80's and get the handicap below 20. It shouldn't be too hard, because there's a few high scores that will fall off my handicap so it should shoot down pretty quick. I think I finally have found my swing, but I'll hold judgment on that until mid season. I'll keep you posted on how that goes.

On another note, I was watching the FBR Open yesterday and saw something I have never seen before. This guy who's no bigger than me, hit a ball 354 yards dead straight. Now this may not seem all that impressive to people who do not golf, but those of us who do just sit there with our jaws wide open in awe, like this:

It's unreal. It's not natural. It's one of the coolest things you've ever seen though!

The guy's name is J.B. Holmes. He's brand new on the PGA tour. He's only 23. His second shot on a par 4 or par 5 is usually with a sand wedge. He drove a par 4 yesterday that was 302 yards with a 3 wood. I wouldn't have believed it if I weren't watching it.

And a guy like him gives golfers like me hope. Because his swing isn't the most pretty swing you've ever seen, not like Tiger's or Fred Couples or Stuart Appleby, and he takes the club just 1/2 to 3/4 back. But when he rotates through the ball, you've never seen a ball fly so far and so straight. Look out Tiger, there's a new guy in town and his name is J.B.

What's in a name?

JP. That's me. Or at least what I joke about. I am a 3rd generation Japanese American. JP stands for "Japanese Pollack." So what's that about you may ask? Let me share. It has been my experience that people have a really hard time saying my last name for some reason. For example, let's say my last name were Kawasaki, it's not, but you'll get the idea. Anyhow, when people try to pronounce my name, it comes out like Kawanski, Kawaski, or Kawamski. It's especially fun when you're at a restaurant and they call your name. After a while you just smile and nod and accept all the iterations of your name. So you see, a good Japanese name becomes a proper Polish name in no time!!! My wife always joked that I am the "Japanese Pollack," so JP is a good pen name I think.

I'm actually surprised that people cannot do better with my name. It's really not that hard you know. Here's the secret to Japanese pronunciation, take everything in two or three letters. So if you were trying to pronounce Kawasaki, break it by every two letters, Ka-wa-sa-ki, then say each syllable individually and there you have it, instant Japanese. And if you had a name like Nishita, you would break it to Ni-shi-ta. Pretty much all Japanese syllables end in a vowel or are a vowel. Get the idea?

First things first...

Well, here it is my very first entry. What do I write? Do I really care what I write since whatever I write can potentially be read by anyone who aimlessly stumbles across my errant thoughts? Lots of things to consider. Do I have the time to keep up with posting things? Do I have enough things to write about daily/weekly/monthly? Can I spell and edit my own posts so I don't sound like a moron? Humm.... too early to tell.... Who knows!!! So I'm not making promises people. This post may be my first and last, but we'll just have to see how it all turns out. If you like what you see, by all means stay tuned and read on, but if not, beat feet to the next slob's post. But if you like Golf, want to know who Inuyasha is, like going to Disney World for vacation, and/or have a warped sense of humor, then brother, do I have a DEAL for you!!!!! TTFN!!