The Other Great Project My Son Competed Over the Past year |
As I write this the Red Sox victory parade
is gearing up so I may be a bit distracted. The expression “Cue the Duckboats” has
entered the lexicon of Boston sports fans to mark another championship and
today those duckboats are wending their way through the streets of Boston
celebrating the World Series title. I’m decisively engaged at work and trying
to find some needed components for the future closet in the addition. I went
shopping after work last night with my wife and to her credit she was not overly
hard to keep focused on what we were actually shopping for.
Today's Ribbon Cutting |
I’m so proud of my Favorite Son today
and not just because he and the ABFA created such a beautiful daughter. For the
past year he’s been in charge of a major construction project in Portsmouth,
NH, his first time as a project manager. Today they held the ribbon cutting
ceremony for the new garage, delivered as promised. I know he’s stressed a lot over
the past year as the inevitable challenges arose but he met and conquered each
as they rose. I don’t think he realizes just how big a job this was and how
well he did or how proud his dad is of him. While that feeling of pride is not abnormal
he somehow has taken it to a new level.
Dad's Side of the Family |
Staying in the family lane my big
project of transferring my family tree to a spreadsheet has reached a critical
point. I’ve finished just my father’s side of the family which was important because
it’s something I want to show my cousins from that side of the family at the
upcoming Thanksgiving. It was a lot bigger job than I thought. I now have 113
legal sized pages to organize and draw appropriate lines through. I knew it
wouldn’t be easy but I still find it fascinating. I owe a huge debt of thanks
to my daughter who was able to transpose the PDF files into something I could
cut and paste into the spreadsheet. If nothing else this project is redeeming a
belief I’ve long held – we’re all related if you take it back far enough. All
the insidiousness of believing one set of people is better than another is absolute
hogwash. (I can’t believe I just used the word “hogwash” – what am I, 90 years
old!)
Need my Garage Back - Not in Habit of Scraping ice Like I had to This Morning |
Keene Friend accompanied us to the
date night movie last evening. We first had to wish the Pittsburgh Roommate a
happy birthday. He reported he had injured himself on the golf course after
only one swing, getting old is a dangerous proposition but so much better than
the alternate. We went to see Hunter Killer which gets Gerard Butler out of his
secret service gig to confront the Russians as a nuclear sub commander. The
concept was so outlandish and totally impossible that it should be labeled as
pure science fiction but this was still a lot of fun, even with my wife constantly
whispering in my ear asking if what they showed the military doing was possible
(a lot wasn’t). Butler still oozes screen presence and makes this watchable
despite the trite and extremely predictable dialogue he’s forced to utter and
endure. The Russian military has staged a coup and want to start a war for some
unrevealed reason. Butler commands a sub running around underneath the ice
while a Seal team infiltrates a nearby Russian base so the powers in Washington
can watch everything going on. The only miss in the cast was Gary Oldman who
plays a CJCS in his unhinged mode and it doesn’t work. Common is startling good
as a navy admiral countering Oldman’s over the top delivery. This won’t win any
critical acclaim but it was a great popcorn ride of an action flick.
BRS is a Smiling Machine |
And Wants to Stand up in the Worst Way |
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RECURRING CHARACTERS
BRS - Blog Reader the Sequel - second granddaughter; FBR
- First Blog Reader - first granddaughter, ABFA –
Amazing Best Family Athlete = my daughter in law, formerly known both as MEF – Most Excellent Fiancé
& MEG – Most Excellent Girlfriend; Wingman – my son
in law; Keene Friends 1 & 2 – friends since high school
from my home town of Keene, NH; Soxfather - my brother in law; Great
Aunt = my elder sister; Cantankerous Friend – friend since
grade school who likes to argue about everything, poses as radical leftist to
attract women; Pittsburgh College Roommate – high school
friend, also a “Minor Celebrity” in Pittsburgh; Deckzilla
– our backyard deck which
grew to monstrous dimensions once my wife got involed in planning; Maine and
Virginia Musqueteras – two close friends of my wife – her US sisters,
my wife is the 3rdmusquetera (musketeer); Buddy – AKA
the Wonder Pooch – family dog, a black lab – hates squirrels, died
in 2017; Riggins - also known as the Grandpuppy,
son's dog, surrogate grandchild while awaiting arrival of the BRS; PanaGals –
female relatives/friends of my wife from Panama; Panamanian/Latin Mafia –
inevitable group of Latino friends my wife accumulates wherever we have lived
& their spouses; Neighborhood Mafioso - wife's close
friend and Panamanian mafia member, Favorite Panamanian - the wife
(of course); First Friday – celebrations to mark the First Friday
of the Week; Excellent Boss – my former direct boss at
work; Voices of Inappropriate Worth - members of public who
come to every Worcester public meeting to complain, all are on public
assistance along with demeanor issues
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