Have those of us baby boomers noticed that there is goofy unappealing stuff on TV and the radio the last few years that appeals to much younger people and not to us "older" folks over 50? I've heard this from just about everyone that I chat with. I read in the Drudge Report the other day that the average age media watchers and listeners is now 50. This is just outside the standard demographic of 18-49 that the media programmers and advertisers have been so obsessed with the last several years and consequently mold all media to that age group. I've also been saying for years that they are targeting the wrong demographic. There are more of us then there are of them and we baby boomers have more money to spend than they do. Now all of the studies conform this. Therefore, my observations and conclusions have been correct over the years. It sure is satisfying to know I was right. I'm savoring the moment because I'm not right that often. However, at my age, I am too mature to "gloat". NYAH NYAH - I TOLD YOU SO I TOLD YOU SO!!! Oh well, I guess sometimes in my excitement of being right, I just lose all my self-control :-)
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
I got this in an email and thought I'd pass it along to my "senior" (OUCH!) readers.
Black and White (Under age 40? You won't understand.) You could hardly see for all the snow, Spread the rabbit ears as far as they go. Pull a chair up to the TV set, 'Good Night, David. Good Night, Chet.'
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning. My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat it raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice-pack coolers, but I can't remember getting e.coli.Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system. We all took gym, not PE .. and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now.
Flunking gym was not an option even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention. We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.
I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself. I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.
Oh yeah ... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed! We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked. Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got our butt spanked there and then we got butt spanked again when we got home.I recall Donny from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.
To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that?We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes? We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac! How did we ever survive? LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA, AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T; SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. I WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING.
Having never been a "trendy" person, most trendy things these days never cease to cause me aggravation. One of them is all of the products that now say, "New Look Same Great Taste". For example, as I'm typing this, I can see the Lipton Green Tea box on the counter that says "New Look Same Great Taste". I can also see the big container of Metamucil (Hey, I'm getting old!). It too says the same thing, i.e. "New Look Same Great Taste". In fact, I've noticed dozens of products on the store shelves that say exactly the same thing! Gee, whatever happened to originality in this country? Whoa, I'd better not get off my subject here. I will cover this subject in a future Blog entry. Well, unfortunately I too have succumbed to this trend. If you notice the picture...
Well, it's a rainy day, so I am left to my own devices in the house. I happened to come across one of my old photo albums and scanned some pictures. This is a picture of me holding up part of one of our calve's tail. This was during the cold winter of 1990 and its tail devoloped frostbite and lost part of its tail. Thereafter, we named it "Frosty". It's interesting the things one finds going through old photo albums :-)
Monday, June 23, 2008
Please excuse me for paraphrasing Chuck Berry's lyrics. It hailed yesterday and I haven't seen hail around here in years. Not only that but it hailed again about an hour later! Very odd, indeed. Both times it was "pea" sized too. The last time I can recall hail around here was when I was a kid out on the tractor cultivating soy beans. The hail storm hit, of course, when I was on the opposite end of the field and my only shelter was under the tractor. I still got hit with hailstones and I remember how much it stung. Fortunately this time I was watching from inside the house!
Friday, June 20, 2008
Happy summer everyone! Well, actually, summer doesn't get here until 7:59 PM tonight, but I thought I'd say it now before the line gets too long. Hmmm, now that this is the longest day of the year, the days will start to get shorter again. How depressing! Well, the good news is that summer is finally here for one day at any rate :-)
Monday, June 16, 2008
Hey gang, you know what the object pictured is? It is a Jeep Wrangler fuel pump. This is what stranded us 167 miles from home on Friday the 13th. These cost over $300. I'm sure glad that my Wrangler is still under warranty! Hummm, since this thing malfunctioned after only 15,000 plus miles, I wonder if it was made in China. On second thought, I'm sure it was. Isn't everything made there these days! Oh well, in over 43 years of driving, this was my first time to ride in a tow truck. I'm still counting my blessings which are more abundant than all the tea (and fuel pumps) in China ;-)
Saturday, June 14, 2008
As a Christian, I've never been superstitious. Yesterday we were on our way to a horse show at Brookville, which is north of Dayton. We were about 20 miles from our destination when my otherwise faithful Jeep Wrangler decided to go on strike at a stop light and suddenly stopped running. Since both the tow truck operator and I diagnosed the problem as likely electronic, we had to get a tow 167 miles back home. It was pouring down rain as we waited over 2 ½ hours for the tow truck to show up. Fortunately, I wasn't hauling our 2 horses we presently show. Our trainers have been hauling and showing our horses for us the last few years. (Arthritis and MS have now limited both of us from showing our horses ourselves). In over 43 years of driving, this was the first time I had ever ridden in a tow truck. At least it was an adventure for me as I counted my blessings. During the 4 hour trip home, it suddenly occurred to me that it was Friday the 13th! Was this just a coincidence? Hmmm, you have to wonder?????? :-)
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Well, I just read in the Drudge Report that NASA is planning to visit the sun. Now there is a place where there is ACTUAL global warming. I'm surprised that as long as they are going to the sun, that instead of just sending a probe, why don't they have a manned mission to the sun? Oh, I know what you are all thinking that that would be impossible because the intense heat of the sun would melt anything or anyone that got too close. Well, I'm not even a scientist, but I have the obvious common sense answer as to how they could have a manned flight to the sun... Just go at night!!! :-)
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
For months I have been stating that global warming is not true and has been shown to be phony based on honest and scholarly scientific research by top scientists and climatologists. It is a conspiracy by the Stalinist democrat liberals to control our lives with all kinds of regulations that would take away our God given freedoms guaranteed in the Constitution. By the way, I'm not the only one that believes this. Well, after much observation, I am forced to admit that it IS indeed much warmer than it was even a month ago. I have found the cause of global warming and have even coined a term for it. It's called SUMMER!!!!!
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Well, if web sites and Blogs are not enough, now I am planning to start a podcast in the near future. I am going to utilize every Internet avenue to make my presence known to the world. Yeah I know, as if it is not enough that everyone can read my rantings, now they will be able to hear them too! Since people say that my stories are out of this world, my future plans are to record all of my stories on a special space resistant DVD to leave on Mars on the next Mars Rover mission. I'll let you know how this is progressing, but so far, NASA hasn't returned my calls yet.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
You all met my Grandson Ethan in the previous post, but now I would like you to meet my Grand Daughter Alayna Gabrielle-Marie! She grew bored waiting for "Gonga" (that's me) to get the perfect pose. I think my daughter Mindy is still awake, but I can't see her eyes, or "Allie's" either for that matter! :-) Check out their web site:
Monday, June 2, 2008
After working with drainage for 30 years with the County Engineer's Office, it looks like my Grandson Ethan has inherited my drainage genes. He is fascinated with the catch basin in his driveway as he and I check it out. I am somewhat concerned if he should ever decide to make a career of drainage because it is one career that always goes downhill! ;-)