NBC and the EPL-Part 2

Premier League

All EPL Fans

Enough of us must have complained that NBC has seen the light and is now making videos of all ten games available on a weekly basis. Better than nothing.

Here is the link. http://prosoccertalk.nbcsports.com/2013/09/16/watch-premier-league-full-game-replays/related/

Onward and upward you EPL supporters. Now at least you can watch your favorite team even if it is on a small screen. Incidentally, the service is only available for desktop and laptops and not any of the smaller computers like your Ipad or Iphone just yet.

It’s still a major step forward…

Gadgets and Gizmos

Yard Sale for tools

Yard Sale to find tools

Tools, I have tools, lots of tools
for every conceivable job on this planet
if I have something to do for me or a friend
and when I get started only to find
I am lacking a tool of the most special kind
that none of the others can possibly do
then off to the store to buy the right one
to add to my collection and when I am through
on the shelf it will sit with others the same
bought just for one job as no others will do.

I am a gadget man
I collect new toys whenever I can
I have been doing this for many years
in spite of trying to cut back I fear
that it has got a hold of me
and I try to buy whenever I see
something that catches my eye
that I haven’t yet got
although I admit I do have a lot
of thingamejigs and gizmos and stuff
a lot of which is growing old
and has been replaced  I am told by a newer version
which does the same thing or maybe
has an improvement or two.

I have been doing this for years
and my workshops are full of tools that I fear
do not get used very much if at all
as I no longer do what I did before
and instead my interests have moved on
to different things and with barely a song
I find that something new to make out
and help this new interest stay afloat
until it gets old or no longer is used
and gets put on the shelf with the other old stuff.

Does anyone have use for a mower or two
or a tree pruner, almost brand new
how about a computer, I have three or four
all obsolete collecting dust on the floor
where last they were placed when the new one came along
to replace the one that was a bit slow
or did not have bells and whistles to show
just how up to date at that time
the very latest model in its line.

I’m kidding of course it’s not really that sad
it’s true I do have a surplus of stuff
but I swear that when  I needed it so bad
in order to get done the work that I had
to get done and at that particular moment in time
it was better to buy than to borrow or rent
besides, I own it, it’s mine have no doubt
but I’ll rent it to you so you don’t miss out
on the chance to use the very latest thing
in whatever it is you are trying to do
as I bet I got just the gizmo for you.


Happy Birthday

To me

I have a birthday coming up later this month
It comes around the same time every year
my only concern is for the one that doesn’t come around.

Years ago, birthdays took forever to arrive and were something to look forward to
Now they appear at an ever-increasing rate and although I am grateful as they show
I just wish there weren’t so many of them.

Birthdays are supposed to have different representations
At sixteen in England, it is the age of consent
At sixteen in America it is legal to drive
At eighteen in America, it is graduation day and the day to vote
and the age of consent.
In the good old days, it was the age of the draft
At twenty-one it is legal to drink
At forty men go through mid-life crisis and buy a sports car.
I still have mine.

The fact that birthdays come around so regularly makes us comfortable
Until we grow old when we begin to wonder
Will I see the next one….

An Adirondack Mystery-Chapter 1

Adirondacks in Essex County, New York

Adirondack Mountains

Life in a small town can be very interesting as I found out after I drove through the Adirondacks in Upper New York State one Autumn day.

My name is Mike Bennet. I earn my living as a Project Engineer and I work for one of this countries largest Construction Companies. It’s one of those sort of jobs where I spend anything up to four years in one place working on a project. I build interesting things like skyscrapers and very large buildings.  Once, I was a very happily married man but my wife, whom I loved very much, got bored with the time I spent away from home and even though she could have come with me, prefered to stay close to her family in Texas. She finally left me for another guy. I guess that I only have myself to blame but I was so much in love with this lady that I saw through any faults that she may have had. I should have known that life was too good to be true and should have suspected something was amiss when she no longer ended our phone conversations with “I love you” as we used to do.  I was away for long periods at a time with my work but was usually able to manage a month of vacation every year and spend it with her.

Such are the perils of women. They have this way of sucking you in and then spitting you back out after they have chewed you over and get what they want. I suppose that I am being a little unfair as not all ladies are like that. Just my luck that I happened to find the one’s that are. It can’t possibly be my fault can it now…

I should have known better as here I am going on fifty, losing my hair and already in the clutches of wine, women and song having led a pretty boisterous life travelling around with the construction company.  My work had taken me all over the good old U.S. of A and had shown me all sides of life, some good, some bad. I had found myself temporarily out of a job as I was in between projects and the next one was not ready to start for three months. I was due a long vacation not having had one in almost a year since the last job ended and having been pretty prudent in the past, not withstanding what the wife had cost me, had some money saved to where I was very comfortably off.  I did not have a regular fixed home anymore as I was always away with my work and my marriage, had cost me any chance of retaining the home after the Judge had finished with me.
I was a little bitter at the world and women in general and blamed them for everything. Of course the fact that I was stupid enough to like them had nothing to do with it.  At least I was lucky in one respect that my ex-wife had been unable to have children so at least there were no kids to suffer the indignities of being divorced.

My last project had been a high-rise in Buffalo, New York and after wrapping it up, I decided that I would drive around for a bit stopping wherever I felt like it and seeing where I would end up. I found myself back in the Adirondacks which is a beautiful place to be except in the middle of winter unless you like the snow and cold. I came across this little village that composed of a group of houses with a few shops and a couple of bars and restaurants. I had no timetable to be anywhere and I stopped at the first restaurant I saw aptly named the Steak House and it appealed to me enough to stop to get a decent meal.

I walked inside and the waitress seated me and gave me a bright and cheerful smile. I ordered a beer to wash down the food and was busy studying the menu when into my lowered gaze stepped the most beautiful pair of legs. In my mind, I knew it was not my waitress as I already knew what her legs looked like as I followed her to my a table.

“I have brought you your beer” she said in a pleasant voice. “Let Grace or me know if you need another”. Grace it turns out, is the waitress. I thanked her and watched her as she walked back to the bar area, a thing of beauty from behind… especially from behind.

I ordered my food from Grace and thought about how things were for me at this moment in time and what I might do to change it. I finished my meal and wandered over to the bar at the end of the restaurant where the same waitress who had brought me my beer, was working and sat down on one of those tall stools. You know the ones I mean. You almost need a step-ladder to get on the thing and once there have to move very carefully as they don’t provide parachutes and it’s a long way down.

I watched the barmaid as she went about her business. I took a guess as to how old she was and figured her to be in her mid to late thirties. She had long blonde hair, legs that wouldn’t quit attached to the most beautiful body you have ever seen which got me wondering how much of it was real and how much due to modern-day surgery. She moved like a model and had a quick smile for all of her customers. She spotted me at the end of the bar and came over walking in a slow lithesome way that trained models use.

“Did you enjoy your meal”?  she asked ” and what can I get you this time. Another beer”?
“Yes, the meal was very enjoyable. No more beer, got to watch my figure” I said “I think I will have a scotch on the rocks” and watched her as she went about her work moving with an easy grace and a ready smile. She came back with the drink and said, “My name is Julie if you need another drink”.
I thanked her and made a mental note of the name.

Click on Chapter 2 for the next episode