That's Right Billy Ray Cyrus........

Going through some old photos the other day I came across a beaut. The photo of photos. It’s the picture you say “Wow that must have been the style back in those days because why would anyone want to look like that!” The same reaction you had when you saw photos of your parents when they were younger. Yeah, I am not posting it. It was my high school id photo from the late 80’s. I was sporting a mullet hair style. That's right Billy Ray Cyrus, you had nothing like this. My photo replaced yours next to the mullet definition in the dictionary. I did look good though (emphasizing “did”). I bet you really want to see it.

Games People Play

Anyone up for a game of manhunt, kick the can or running bases? For the younger generation, “Did you ever hear of these three games? Oh that's right, you are too busy playing video games and texting!!” Of the three games manhunt is the best to play with a ton of people at night. It is a glorified game of hide and seek that kids play in their house but only you play outside and get to hide under cars, in shrubs and climb trees. Set boundaries, but the bigger the territory the better the challenge. We played using the whole block with about fifteen to twenty people. I don’t even see that many people on my whole block in a full weeks time. “Where is everybody?”

Kick the can is a hide and seek game also. The person who is “It” has to find the people who hide and when someone is spotted “It” taps the can on the ground and calls out that person’s name. The person caught has to stay close to base. If one of the kids hiding close to the can comes out and kicks the can before being caught then all who are caught go free. It starts all over again until your mom or dad whistles you in for dinner. I guess recycling has something to do with this game being extinct.

Running bases? Can any kid today even guess as to what the game is about? Don't bother asking. If you never played than you missed out.

Anyone older than me reading this is thinking I don’t have a clue as to what games they played when they were kids. True, but from the stories I was told from my parents the game they played where you get whacked with a sock full a chalk does not sound fun.

How Would They Find Out???

Is it true? Fifty dollar fine for killing a praying mantis. You tell me. I have been told this for so long and have yet to hear of such a fine in the news. I can’t imagine the praying mantis police keeping up with the killing spree. Besides, growing up I never heard any kid running through the neighborhood screaming “Little Bobby just stepped on a praying mantis!!!!!!!!” It’s the same type of tale as “Don’t keep making that face, it will permanently stay like that” you are told when you are a kid. Just don’t step on any cause you just may get a summons (from the praying mantis police) in the mail with pictures of you stepping on it, just like the photo sequence of you running a red light at various intersections. Oh! They got me!!

Spending Hours Reminiscing

I have always been one to enjoy reminiscing. Throw on a pair of headphones, crank up some tunes, sit back and remember the good old days. It is funny how I can remember things (in great detail) that happened twenty-five years ago but can’t remember what I did last weekend. I guess I have to wait twenty-five years from now to remember what, in fact I did do last weekend.

"The Others"

You are probably thinking I am going to make a “Lost” (TV show) reference here with this title but I am not, just keep reading.

When I first started driving (and until this day) my mother's nervous level would heighten when I would drive in the snow. She would state that she was worried about me crashing but more worried about the other people crashing into me. Understanding her concern, I replied to her "But mom, I am the other person."

After living in a house with walls painted an off white color we decided to update the color scheme. We always toyed with the idea of a different color pattern for each room but nervous how it would look. How bad could it look? Do you notice when you go into someone else’s house the different colored rooms look beautiful? When you watch HG TV and they would paint the rooms different colors, it would look incredible. Well, if you think about it your house, is someone else’s house.

Think about it!!!!

Full Disclosure

Everything written in this blog is my opinion with no intent of insulting anyone. My values and beliefs are based on always trying to do the right things in life. I always strive to be honest, loyal, reliable and true to family and friends. I also try to be a good role model for the kids I surround myself with, whether family or friends. It is so true that kids are like sponges, they absorb everything. Without sounding too much like Father Frank, kids are our future and it is never too late to set a good example.

I have three beliefs (not in order):

1. Never forget where you came from
2. Always remain the student
3. Don’t let your dreams die

Throughout the duration of this blog I will speak my opinion on topics that interest me as well as others. If any comments are made or questions asked I will respond. I always enjoy a good conversation. I enjoy learning new things. I believe in branching out and broadening horizons. I welcome all.

Mozart Who???

This little one will have you saying Mozart who???? Move over Ed Norton she just may be the composer of the next Swanee River. She has determination and chops to be a fine pianist. Her music is melodic and soothing. Carnegie Hall here we come!!!!

Watch Out A-Rod

Watch out A-Rod. If you are not back in the Yankee line-up soon this kid will lock up third base and bat clean up too. She is ready for any shot that is roped down the line. Just pull the ball, I dare you!!!!!

The Traveler

He is shot, tired from endless flights and long business meetings. "The Traveler" is sleeping in the Orlando airport. He is in a glass case, and he's made of wax. I was visiting there back in 2007 and took a quick picture with my phone camera. It is amazing to see this. He looks so real. I bet if not in a glass case you would be tempted to give him a wet willie. Don't forget to check him out next time you fly into Orlando.

Introduction

So it seems that either people are blogging, on my space or face book. My mother always taught me to "never say never" but i will roll the dice on this one, "I will never have a my space or face book account." Wait for it.... Wait for it.... But, one day I may have to sign up and check if my kids are on it even though I will tell them they can't have either account. There is always a "But". I have to cover myself by inserting a clause to cover why my "never say never" belief may backfire in my face.

I am starting this blog to express my many beliefs that today's dollar value is dwindling fast. I don't want to mislead anyone in thinking that I will be talking about monetary value here. It is about life growing up and how things as I remember it do not exist in today's world. I will be writing about how I was raised and how I am trying to instill the same values and culture I had growing up to my kids and how those values in today's society are hard to duplicate.

Along the way I will also discuss miscellaneous topics that come to mind such as life in general, positive thinking, motivation, sports, etc. Two topics I do not discuss in public are politics and religion. I find these subjects eventually turn down the wrong path and only leads to an unresolved discussion.

I welcome any feedback or questions you may have. Post comments, and ask questions. Happy reading.

Thank you.

Nescro