Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Celebrating...

...10 years of freedom today.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Virgil Returns.

My friend, Chris Ellis (on the right in the white shirt), returned as Virgil Watkins on last night's episode of Burn Notice. It will be on several more times over the next week on USA network.  He's one of the wittiest, smartest people I know, not at all like the character he plays here. 

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Personal Note.

My apologies for the blog being almost all John McCain, all the time BUT, the old fart is getting angry. Only 75 more days. 

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

I Got Nothing.

Am totally uninspired today. 

Monday, August 18, 2008

Come On CA Legislature.



 
I can't start my new part time gig until the budget is approved.  

(Maybe the blog today should be all about hugs. See post below.)

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Thursday, August 07, 2008

Thought For The Day


Not sure if I am ready for non-stop Olympics.  But, then again, it will be nice break from the 2008 presidential campaign.

Saturday, August 02, 2008

Early Saturday At The Movies.

Off to see the 9:30 AM showing of "The Dark Knight." Waited a few weeks to avoid the crowds and hope my expectations don't mean I will be disappointed.

Friday, August 01, 2008

Question For The Day.

Is the election over yet?  

I'm not sure how much more of the "serious" discussions I can take.  I think the focus needs to be on celebrity, race, hating our troops not the economy, war & peace, etc.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Golden Adopts Tiger Cubs.

Here's a photo and story for all dog lovers and for my Golden Retriever, Tristan.
A dog at a southeast Kansas zoo has adopted three tiger cubs abandoned by their mother. Safari Zoological Park owner Tom Harvey said the tiger cubs were born Sunday, but the mother had problems with them.

A day later, the mother stopped caring for them. Harvey said the cubs were wandering around, trying to find their birth mother, who wouldn't pay attention to them. That's when the cubs were put in the care of a golden retriever, Harvey said.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

A Nice Surprise.

After church this morning, I was surprised by a gift of a great looking prayer shawl, knitted by the All Saints Beverly Hills Knitting Guild. They provide knitted items to parishioners who have been ill. As I am recovering from pneumonia (having spent 7 days in the hospital in early July), this was my knitted gift.  It's just another way the community of Christians at my church have been an amazing source of strength for me. 

I'm sure I can and will make good use of it but as I wrapped it around myself today I felt like a really old fart.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Miscellaneuous.

Looks like today is Old Farts Day.  Started with Mick and next John McCain. Have to find a story about someone in their 80's next.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Angelina Spotted In France.

A friend just spotted Anglina Jole looking in damn good shape, having just recently given birth to twins.  He snapped this photo when he realized she was wearing the Opinionated Old Fart on her chest.


Thursday, July 17, 2008

How Walkable Is Your Hood?

This is pretty cool.  Read about this in the Wall Street Journal today and checked it out.  Given I can use more exercise, I need to take advantage of the fact that the neighborhood in which I live scored a 92 out of 100.

Walkscore.com allows users to type in an address and get a “walkability score” from 0 (must have car) to 100 (walker’s paradise). Below is a map of all the things I can walk to so, who needs a car? And, they didn't include the fact I can walk to my church. Another bonus.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Coming Back


I've been threatening a return to the world of blogging for a while now, but given the fact that things have changed a bit for me recently--work, health, etc.--it seems like a time to restart the old blog.  

I need a few days to try to figure out what I now want this to be but, the old smart ass Clyde is coming back. Along with the old caring Clyde.  And the old Clyde, now fighting a new battle.

Three old farts in one!