Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day here in the United States, and the start to what I like to call the “Big Three” holidays of the year. In the summertime, we get the “Little Three” of Memorial Day, the 4th of July, and Labor Day that punctuate the unofficial beginning and ending of summertime.

If holiday depression hits me, it always seems to do so on Thanksgiving Day. Don’t know why that is, or maybe it’s just an issue I don’t want to delve into for whatever mental block I put on myself.

I have a lot to be thankful for, don’t get me wrong. My life hasn’t go the way I thought it would, but can anyone honestly say that completely?

I don’t talk about this often, but my life could have ended at age 6. The way I see it, I’ve had at least 38 years and change worth of gravy. I do believe in God’s existence, and do believe he put me here for a reason. What is that reason? That part I’m still working on, and will be until my time here ends. As Bill Murray recently said on Twitter:

I’m thankful for my friends and family. I’m an only child, and my father died of cancer 25 years ago. My mother is still an everyday part of my life, and I’m grateful for that. Friends come and friends go, but families are forever, and being part of a family is forever.

I’m grateful God gave me a brain to harness every day, and I try and put it to good use. At home, I’m always listening to an audio book if I have spare time, and try and learn things that might be practical.

I’m even grateful I’ve been to, let’s see…22 of the 50 states. Want to get to the other 26 of the “continental 48” at least. That’s still a goal of mine.

Finally, I’m grateful to have become a pet owner this year for the first time in my 40’s. My tabby Harry was destined to be put down last winter, and I just couldn’t allow it to happen. Sometimes he pesters and misbehaves, but I like him. He’s like the cat version of myself, really.

I wish all you the happiest of Thanksgivings. Eat plenty of turkey (or the vegetarian equivalent if you so choose), and I’ll be back on Black Friday for the Flashback.

DraftKings And Not So Dead Money

I had a much better weekend at DraftKings this weekend.  I entered 13 contests for $1 each, and won all 13.

Over the weekend, I decided to give DraftKings one more try.

I was glad I did.

Instead of these poker tournament style picks I made last week and did disastrously, I played in contests that were another offshoot from poker tournaments: the 50/50 style events. Actually the odds are about 44.2% in your favor, because for every five people that win, about 11.3 enter. (So it’s more like a 44/56.)

I read up on what some of the experts were saying as to who to choose, but it was a pick I went with that proved to be a difference maker. I saw that the Philadelphia Eagles regular quarterback, Sam Bradford, had been injured the previous week, and would be starting Mark Sanchez in his place. I figured he wouldn’t be effective with the Eagles offense, which would give the Bucs and Jameis Winston more time with the ball, so in about half of my picks, I picked Winston and favored target, wide receiver Mike Evans.

At 1:35pm Sunday, I saw Winston throw a touchdown pass to Evans for a Buccaneer touchdown from four yards out, and whooped it up for that moment. I also had Doug Martin in some picks, who rushed for 235 yards against an Eagle defense getting a lot of attention among daily fantasy players.

It all came down to last night’s Patriots-Bills contest. I needed Brandon LaFell and Lagarette Blount to put up average numbers, and Danny Amendola not to have a big night. As Amendola made a big catch in the second half, I was in some real danger of losing one of my 13 picks as it drifted near the border line of finishing out of the money.

Then I saw Amendola on the sideline late in the game, having injured his right knee. The Patriots had a slight lead of 20-10 most of that fourth quarter (winning 20-13), so Tom Brady handed off to Mr. Blount frequently. The time ticked away with the Bills scrambling to get out of bounds on a play in the last few seconds, but couldn’t stop the clock with no time outs left when the final play didn’t get to the side of the field that would have set up a desperation Hail Mary pass to try and tie or game.

(Had the Bills gotten a TD, they could have won had they tried the more riskier two-point conversion, but most coaches would kick the extra point and taken their chances in overtime to get the win.)

I made 13 NFL picks this weekend, and won all 13.

This morning, I went to the site and cashed out all of my winnings via PayPal. There’s a lot of rumor in the news about DraftKings being shut down by state or federal governments, and is in ongoing battles over its legality. When there were similar arguments over online poker four years ago, the U.S. government just shut down the sites without warning. If you had money in play at one of those sites, good luck trying to get it back in your lifetime. Some people haven’t been compensated all these years later.

As much as I’d want to continue playing, the future of these sites appears very much in doubt. I’m getting out while I can.

Finally, Autumn


I was mentioning a couple of weeks ago that there were signs that the very long summer of 2015 around these parts were about to come to an end.

This morning, it finally did. It’s 49 degrees at Tampa International Airport at just past 8am as I type this. With a humidity rate of 69%, you can really feel a chill in the air.

Knowing the cooler weather was coming, I shut down the air conditioning unit once the cold front passed in the afternoon. After watching the Bengals-Cardinals game last night, I wanted to bed and began sweating. The house hadn’t cooled down yet.

I put some headphones on to listen to some YouTube sleeping videos. I feel naked without a fan of some kind to lull me to sleep and keep the everyday (or night) racket stifled. I opened a few windows just a bit.

During the night, I felt the chill of the cooler weather, and quickly grabbed a nearby blanket.

I couldn’t help but smile. In the wee hours of November 23rd, summer had unofficially ended.

Watches, Listens, And Reads


Some brief reviews of things I’ve been paying attention to this week.

On Tunein, I just finished listening to the Jack Kerouac classic On The Road, then I watched the movie on Netflix. I got two totally different takes from each medium. In the movie, there’s an air of bisexuality among the men, particularly the Dean Moriarty character, that you don’t necessarily get from the audiobook, which doesn’t really make the same implications. It was a little nuance that totally changed the complexion of the story.

In the first half of the book, Dean is interested in a not yet legal teenager named Mary Lou (played by the nubile Kristen Stewart in the movie), but they lose interest in each other after a while. In the movie, Dean’s logic and thinking are a bit more understandable, as it is clear that men interest him just as much as women do.

I should also mention here that I’d wist Tunein would splice the chapters a bit better. When they divide these books into 10 minute segments or less, for some reason the last couple of seconds are frequently missing if I listen on an IPhone. In audio books with larger chapters in length of time, this is a much rarer event.

I don’t know what I was thinking when I watched a German movie named Wetlands, also on Netflix, about a woman named Helen (played by Carla Juri) in her late teens, perhaps early 20’s. She goes to the hospital when she cuts her anus grooming herself with a shaving razor, and from there, the movie goes from a little weird into a festival of disgusting and gross behaviors so woven together that most of it doesn’t sound logical. There is also a flashback scene in the movie where Helen goes to a sauna club, which is basically a German brothel, and pays to have sex with a larger woman. That seemed a bit closer to normal behavior.

Two things that shouldn’t be in a movie unless it’s pornography if you ask me, and I don’t consider myself prudish: feces and semen. Simulated or otherwise, they were both in there. The “Helen” character isn’t too tightly wrapped, as after her surgery to repair her anal cut, she’s told she can be released from the hospital by merely moving her bowels.

Because she likes her male nurse, she tries to hide her bowel movements, and finds herself in a predicament when she does number two in her bed in her sleep after eating a high-fiber meal. She gets her nurse to hide the evidence so she can stay longer. When that eventually fails, she impales her rump on a sharp part of the hospital bed. (I guess, I turned away at the moment she does this. I’m not a big fan of gore in movies, so as you can guess, I’m not a big fan of horror movies.) After she’s stitched up and well, she and the nurse fall in love.

The movie is in the German language, so prepare to read a lot of subtitles.

I’d recommend On The Road to you, as it is a literary classic. Wetlands, not so much, though it has grown on me a bit.

Cheap Sunglasses

Trying not to go Hollywood, November 20, 2015.

I bought some sunglasses on Amazon last Sunday night. No, I didn’t have an attack of vanity or anything like that. I had problems seeing while driving a few days prior to buying the shades.

Weekly, I go to the local Walmart during the week to get groceries. When I went on November 12th at around 5pm, I had trouble on one stretch of the road seeing it due to some extreme sun glare.  Had to go at a reduced speed and tilt my head down just to see the road.

Yesterday, I went to Walmart yet again, although it was cloudy all day and on the verge of raining at times.  The sun came out for a bit as I went, and I’m happy to report that I had no problems going to and getting from the Supercenter as I did the previous week.

I’m also glad my eyesight, though dimmed a bit with age, hadn’t decayed as much as I thought it had.

Flashback: “Bette Davis Eyes” by Kim Carnes

Originally released by Jackie DeShannon in 1974, Los Angeles native Kim Carnes scored her biggest hit in the spring and summer of 1981 with her remake of “Bette Davis Eyes” that went to the top of the Billboard charts for nine non-consecutive weeks in a ten week span.

The song had a five-week run at number one, but was then interrupted by the Stars On 45 Beatles medley for the week of June 20th, 1981. It then re-topped the pop charts until Air Supply’s “The One That You Love” knocked it off for good.

Programming note: unlike the last two years I’ve been doing Flashbacks, the only Christmas themed Flashback will be on Christmas Day.

More stories and takes on the way soon…

Diesel, The Hero

Diesel was the dog killed when a female suicide bomber killed herself in the raid in Paris yesterday. He deserves to be honored.

One of the things that has changed the most in my life, especially becoming a pet owner this year, is that stories about animals and their plight really put me in a somber frame of mind. Stories about animal abuse really tick me off now a days. If you don’t want a pet in your life, find him or her a new home. Animals need our love and guidance even when they do things wrong, like the cat that vomits all over your favorite shirt.

Take Diesel, the heroic K-9 in Paris who aided in the raid of the apartment complex in Paris yesterday. These dogs are trained in how to sniff for explosives, so their work when dealing with suicide bombers and their treacherous lot is valuable.

I guess these terrorists that have no regard for human life also have no regard for animal life, which is sadly logical.

Thank you for your service, Diesel. This blog salutes you, and I’m sure that I’m not alone in that sentiment.