Friday, September 30, 2022

2 Financial Stories

September 30, 2022

Here are two true but absurd stories about my finances from sometime in the 1990s:

I had my wallet stolen in the New York City subway. My wallet contained my driver's license (official identification) and a bank check. I went to my bank to cancel my bank account and open another one. The man at the bank canceled my account without my identification and then asked me for identification to open my new account. I told him that my identification was stolen. He told me that I could not create a new bank account without identification. I went home to get my passport and opened an account at another bank.

I took out all of my money from a money market account with the Charles Schwab financial company. For some reason, I still had 50 cents in my account. I decided to leave it there for fun to see what they would do. They sent me letters requesting that I take out the 50 cents. Total postage for these letters was more than 50 cents. One day, I received a letter from them telling me that they charged me a 50-cent fee to keep my account open and then canceled my account because there wasn't any money in it. My loss of 50 cents was well worth the laugh.

September 30, 2022

September 30, 2022

Thursday, September 29, 2022

Throwback Thursday: WWN

September 29, 2022

Throwback Thursday: I appeared in the April 4, 2005, issue of Weekly World News, which, as you may know, is a parody magazine ... or are the stories actually true? Here, for your enjoyment, are two scans of the story and photo, and a close-up of the photo of myself, so that you can see my wild hair and the weird expression on my face. I was a limbless man who worked as a table centerpiece for dinner parties. I was paid $25 for the appearance of just my face/head in the magazine.

From 2002 to 2011, I was a copy editor and page designer for the supermarket tabloids headquartered in Boca Raton, Florida, specifically Star magazine, until it moved to New York City, and then Globe magazine and National Examiner magazine at the same time. I even had the good fortune to have worked one day as a copy editor with National Enquirer magazine, when a staff member was on vacation.

I made extra money with the company by proofreading two full-length biographies (Johnny Cash and Whitney Houston), and editing and designing two special issues: a tribute magazine on the life and death of Michael Jackson in 2009, and a tribute magazine about famous people who had died during that same year.



Veterans & Coffee

September 29, 2022

VFW = Veterans of Foreign Wars

Less Tolerant Of Chaos

September 29, 2022

As a journalist from 1982 to 2017, seemingly on constant deadline, I used to love what I call "organized chaos." I am not as fond of it these days.

Wednesday, September 28, 2022

Beef Stew For Dinner

September 28, 2022

My wonderful wife made this pot of beef stew for dinner (and beyond).

National Sons Day

September 28, 2022

While I do not have a son, I am one. National Sons Day is celebrated on September 28 AND March 4. (As I have mentioned many times, I have been a Men's Rights Activist since the early 1990s, when I was in my early 30s. So, of course, I promote everything male.)


On, Off, On ... ???

September 28, 2022, 4:44 p.m.

1. Hurricane Ian passes our area with a little wind and a little rain, leaving an overcast sky with a slight breeze.

2. Power goes out.

3. Several minutes later, power goes back on.

4. Now, we wait for power to go out again.

5. Florida Power & Electric (FPL) sucks. We lose power at the same rate as, well, often.

What's Doin' Today?

September 28, 2022

My favorite beer is Mohrenbräu, which is a famous Austrian beer. I first drank it in my Austrian cousins' living room in Dornbirn, Austria, in the early 1980s, when I was in my early 20s. I have enjoyed it on many subsequent trips to Austria. I have never found it in the United States. Mohrenbräu is brewed in Dornbirn.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mohrenbrauerei

In July 1981, when I was 20 years old, I was a golf instructor / counselor-in-training at a golf camp for adults (one week) and children (two weeks, ages 8 to 18) in Southern Pines, North Carolina. I attended this camp almost every summer from age 11 in 1972 to age 19 in 1980.

This is definitely not for me. I really dislike strawberries.




Tuesday, September 27, 2022

Yanks: AL East Champs

September 27, 2022

YEAH !!! The New York Yankees are American League East Champions !!!

Tornado Warning

September 27, 2022

Hurricane Ian On The Move

September 27, 2022, radar at 8:25 p.m.

Hurricane Ian seems to be getting closer to my wife and me, and also to my mom who lives nearby. (We all live at the blue dot.)

Today Is ...

September 27, 2022

Today's date seems a bit early to be celebrating.

Remember, forgiving someone is for yourself, not for the other person. There's no reason to fill your head with other people's crap.

I do like chocolate milk, specifically made with Ovaltine or Bosco, because it tastes like my childhood.

I love corned beef hash and fried eggs for breakfast. My dad did, too.




Catching Hurricane Ian

September 27, 2022

We are catching a little of Hurricane Ian. For now, it's just a little rain and a little wind. (My wife and I, and my mom just down the street, live at the blue dot.)

Monday, September 26, 2022

Sunday, September 25, 2022

One-Hit Wonder Day

September 25, 2022

Today is National One-Hit Wonder Day. What is your favorite one-hit wonder? Mine is "Ariel" by Dean Friedman from April 1977. I was 16 years old when it was released. Although it's about northern New Jersey in the 1960s, I can absolutely relate to it because I grew up not far away on Long Island, New York. (Both areas are quite close to New York City, so the experiences were similar.) I like this video and the lyrics of the song because both really captures the time period, and also both somewhat remind me of my childhood. Friedman had other minor hits, but "Ariel" is by far his most famous.

https://youtu.be/WSkX2o__7VU

LYRICS

Way on the other side of the Hudson
Deep in the bosom of suburbia
I met a young girl she sang mighty fine
Tears on my pillow and Ave Maria

Standing by the water fall in Paramus Park
She was working for the friends of BAI
She was collecting quarters in a paper cup
She was looking for change and so was I

She was a Jewish girl, I fell in love with her
She wrote her number on the back of my hand
I called her up, I was all out of breath
I said, "Come hear me play in my rock and roll band"

I took a shower and I put on my best blue jeans
I picked her up in my new VW van
She wore a peasant blouse with nothing underneath
I said "Hi." She said, "Yeah, I guess I am"
Ariel, Ariel

We had a little time, we were real hungry
We went to Dairy Queen for something to eat
She had some onion rings, she had a pickle
She forgot to tell me that she didn't eat meat

I had a gig in the American Legion hall
It was a dance for the Volunteer Ambulance Corps
She was sitting in a corner against the wall
She would smile and I melted all over the floor
Ariel, Ariel

I took her home with me, we watched some TV
Annette Funicello and some guy going steady
I started fooling around with the vertical hold
We got the munchies and I made some spaghetti

We sat and we talked into the night
While channel two was signing off the air
I found the softness of her mouth
We made love, the bombs bursting in air
Ariel, Ariel, Ariel, Ariel

Way on the other side of the Hudson
Deep in the bosom of suburbia
I met a young girl
She sang mighty fine
Tears on my pillow and Ave Maria
Tears on my pillow and Ave Maria
Tears on my pillow and Ave Maria

(Songwriter: Robert James Smith)

Lots Goin' On Today

September 25, 2022

My favorite comic book character is Jughead Jones (full name: Forsythe Pendleton Jones III) from the Archie comics. A picture of him is in the comment section below.

I became a big fan of Jughead comic books (digests) in the early 1990s, when I was in my early 30s. During that time (1992-1996), I was a writer, editor, and researcher for a weekly, international magazine on the financial and technical aspects of the chemical industry based in New York City, and I needed to read something less complex for a change. I chose the Jughead comic books. I still have them.

I like Jughead because I was much like him during that time (mostly carefree; romantically unsuccessful with women; loves eating, especially hamburgers), and I am still mostly similar.

Also, I enjoyed watching The Archie Show cartoon TV series when I was a kid. It ran for one season in 1968 when I was seven years old.




Saturday, September 24, 2022

Stuffed Green Bell Peppers

September 24, 2022

For dinner, my wonderful wife made stuffed green bell peppers: ground beef, Israeli couscous, sweet onions, minced garlic, tomato sauce, ground black pepper, and topped with a blend of six shredded Italian cheeses: Mozzarella, Provolone, Parmesan, Asiago, Fontina, and Romano.

40th Anniversary of Who Story

September 24, 2022

I'm "only" 61 years old, but this makes me feel old:

Today (September 24, 2022), I am celebrating the FORTIETH (40th) anniversary of my FIRST published article in a newspaper. This solidified myself as a journalist and became the launching pad for a fascinating journalistic journey over several decades.

Here is my review of The Who’s 1982 album “It’s Hard,” which appeared in the September 24, 1982, issue of The Villanovan, the weekly newspaper of Villanova University near Philadelphia. Click/Tap on it to enlarge it.

After two-and-a-half years in the pre-med program at Villanova, I changed my major to communications with a minor in the French language, graduating in December 1984. I then graduated with a master's degree in journalism from the University of Missouri in Columbia in May 1988.

I have definitely had a fun, interesting, and challenging series of gigs over the years (1982 to 2017).

My positions over the years include reporter, writer, rewriter, reviewer, proofreader, page designer, photographer, researcher, and many types of editors for newspapers, magazines, newsletters, statistical reports, white papers, news websites, and a wire service. I have also edited three books: a paperback on bankruptcy law; and two paperback biographies on Johnny Cash and on Whitney Houston.

Some of the other vastly varied topics with which I have been involved include (not in order): news; business; sports; real estate; income tax; automotive; religion; advice; immigration; risk management (corporate insurance); the chemical industry, including heavy and agriculture chemicals, organics (aromatics and aliphatics), pharmaceuticals, paints, coatings, plastics, oils, fats, waxes, flavors and fragrances; commodities (futures and options) trading, specifically coffee, sugar, cocoa, cotton, orange juice, and whole milk; the Federal Reserve Bank of New York money supply; home improvement; home building; housewares; health and beauty care; components of retail store displays, specifically mannequins, lighting, showcases, shelving, framing, plastics, flooring, graphics, signage, architecture, and analytical research; a cruise ship; and rock 'n' roll; movies, gossip, crime, and entertainment, specifically as a copy editor and page designer from 2002 to 2011 for Star, Globe, National Examiner, and National Enquirer magazines.

Due to medical issues, I left the journalism profession on March 31, 2017, which was the final day of a three-week-long gig editing and rewriting the Intranet (internal) website of The World, the largest residential cruise ship in the world.

As for me now, I am (still) in the midst of writing an autobiographical novel loosely based on my four years as a reporter/writer covering the technical and financial aspects of the chemical industry for an international weekly magazine based in New York City from 1992 to 1996. I worked at four gigs in The City from 1991 to 1998 before moving to Florida.

In addition, I am (still) in the preliminary stages of self-publishing a book of my self-penned poetry. I have written more than 300 poems since 1986, so I need to choose 75 of my subjectively best poems for inclusion. I have had several of my poems published in national anthologies, mostly in the 1990s, and one in 2010 with Eber & Wein Publishing company. I am having a poem published this year (2022) in Eber & Wein's "Best Poets of 2021" anthology. I also had a poem published last year in this company's anthology titled "Best Poets of 2020."

I also maintain a personal blog, which basically is most of my entries from Facebook; and a YouTube channel that mostly contains videos of myself playing the piano and/or singing.

What's Doin' Today?

September 24, 2022

I have eaten Cherries Jubilee many decades ago. I would prefer it with chocolate ice cream.

When I was a teenager in the 1970s, I fished much in the canal (Willetts Creek) a few feet from my house in West Islip, Long Island, New York; in the nearby Great South Bay; and in the nearby Atlantic Ocean. My dad intially had a small boat with an inboard-outboard engine, which he sold. Later in the 1970s, he had a 30-foot-long fishing boat. I had a small boat with a small outboard engine, which we sold. I then had a longer boat (17 feet long) with a larger engine (9-1/2-horsepower outboard), so I fished often from the dock a few feet from our house, and in the bay and in the ocean. Also in the 1970s, I had a tub of a sailboat which was fun to maneuver in the bay. (I have never been hunting.)

Today (September 24, 2022) is National Punctuation Day.

I would like to take this opportunity to address one of my punctuation pet peeves and also to tell you a somewhat obscure punctuation rule that many people do not know.

PET PEEVE: Please do NOT place a comma between the subject and the verb in a sentence, even if the subject is lengthy. For example, do NOT place a comma in the following sentence:

"The boy who lives down the street in the two-story house is coming to our apartment for dinner."

If you place a comma between the word "house" and the word "is," it is incorrect and is tantamount to writing this sentence: "I, am."

RULE: When making a word ending in "ss" possessive, the method is based on the first letter of the next word. For example:

the boss's chair

the boss' salary

the princess's castle

the princess' secret

Basically, you can have an "s" three times in a row, but not four times in a row. Did you know this rule?

Today's (September 24, 2022) is National Singles Day. I was without female companionship from age 20 to age 40, and not by choice, so I have been intimate with the (good and bad) aspects of single life. Please, no pity. I was finally able to get married on February 4, 2006, which was 22 days before my 45th birthday. (This is my first and only marriage.)

I must say that it certainly was worth the long, difficult wait. My wife Aileen (Debbie) is absolutely terrific, and I am definitely blessed to have had her in my life for so many years. I think that being alone for such a long time has made me appreciate her even more. In a couple of months on November 10, 2022, we will celebrate the 22nd anniversary of our first date.




Friday, September 23, 2022

GOYS V. GOVS

September 23, 2022

I have been watching video news clips on my phone and wondering why journalists have been identifying Republicans as non-Jewish. I thought it was GOYS in the tiny graphics on the screen. It's actually GOVS, as in short for governors. (no joke)

Pot Pies & Restless Legs

September 23, 2022

When I was a kid in the 1960s and 1970s, I enjoyed Swanson chicken pot pies. We didn't have them often.

I have RLS, but I sometimes experience it in my entire body. It makes me want to scream. I am sometimes awake all night long because of it.


Thursday, September 22, 2022

Cookies !!!

September 22, 2022

This evening, my wonderful wife made these chocolate chip cookies from scratch.

A Favorite Saying

September 22, 2022

This has been a favorite saying of mine since I was a kid in the 1960s:

"I would, if I could,

But I can't, so I won't."

Today Is ...

September 22, 2022

never a cone; always a cup 

I prefer dark chocolate.



Wednesday, September 21, 2022

Girlfriends: Only Two

September 21, 2022

1st girlfriend (met her): age 20 (1981)

1st girlfriend (broke up): age 20, almost age 21 (1982)

2nd girlfriend (met her): age 39, almost age 40 (2000)

2nd girlfriend (married her): age 44, 22 days before my 45th birthday (2006); still together (2022)

Futile Attempts

As a staunch (MAGA?) conservative, I continue to make futile attempts at trying to understand the liberal point of view. It continues to appear perverse, hypocritical, and incongruous. (I was a journalist from 1982 to 2017, so I have had much experience and practice analyzing varying points of view.)

What's Doin' Today?

September 21, 2022

In regard to New York, I grew up on Long Island, specifically Babylon and West Islip; I lived in upstate New York: Cornwall-on-Hudson, Newburgh, WallKill, and Wellsville; and I worked in New York City for seven years. (I have lived in New York, Massachusetts, Pennsylvania, Missouri, New Jersey, and Florida.)

Beef Stew For Lunch

September 21, 2022

This morning, my wonderful wife made this pot of delicious, nutritious beef stew. I am enjoying some of it for lunch.

Dad's Checklist In The '60s

September 21, 2022

My dad's checklist before leaving for work in the 1960s was: keys, wallet, cigarettes, balls. Mine is the same, except that I have added phone and emergency asthma inhaler, but no cigarettes. LOL ... I think what he meant by balls is self-confidence and tenacity.

Tuesday, September 20, 2022

No Contractions

September 20, 2022

I was a journalist from 1982-2017. At one of my gigs as an editor for five weekly community newspapers, my boss would not permit any contractions in any of our 24 papers. Of course, the reporters would sometimes forget and use contractions, so I had to change them all in their articles in addition to my regular editing. What's strange is that I wrote and edited for many other much more complex publications where contractions were perfectly fine.

Day Of Foods

September 20, 2022

At university/fraternity parties in the early 1980s, we drank punch with 95% Everclear. LOL ... fun times

 What more can be said? (pizza)




Morning Routine

September 20, 2022

My breakfast this morning: no-added-sugar lemon yogurt; a piece of quiche (my wife made two quiches this morning: ham, onion, Swiss cheese); coffee with vanilla soy milk creamer (containing sugar); and the first of two daily 37-unit injections of long-acting insulin into my belly fat (morning and evening). I typically have a banana, but I ate one last night, and I want to use one in a protein shake later.

I use my blood-glucose meter (in the bag at left) every morning to alternately prick my fingers to see if I require the addition of a different type of insulin (fast acting-immediate acting combination). My level was a little high this morning (165 mg/dL) because I skipped last evening's regular injection. Still, it's not really high enough to require an additional injection of the fast-immediate insulin. Maybe it is, slightly, but nonetheless, I am going to skip it, considering technically I am not sure if I still require it. I have it around in case my blood-glucose level spikes.

(Morning Pills: prescription diuretic pill; prescription prostate pill ... I eat bananas because the diuretic lowers my potassium levels.)

Monday, September 19, 2022

Pudding & Pirates

September 19, 2022

When I was a kid in the 1960s and 1970s, I enjoyed Snack Pack butterscotch pudding, as well as Snack Pack chocolate pudding. My mom would put one in my lunch to take to school.


Sunday, September 18, 2022

An Interesting Trend

September 18, 2022

New Video on YouTube:

This is an interesting trend. Now that women don't want to get married to men as much as they did in the recent past, men are now much happier and are working fewer hours at easier jobs because these men no longer have the pressure of having to provide for a wife and a family, and these men can enjoy the single life forever alone with their hobbies and hanging out in sports bars with their guy friends. Women, however, are less happy than before because they are now earning more money than men, but having to endure the pressure of working longer hours and of being single mothers. For decades, women were told by the feminist movement the lie that they can have it all. These women are now discovering that it just isn't true. They cannot have it all, and that makes these women even more unhappy. (I like this trend.)

As you may know, I have been a Men's Rights Activist since the early 1990s, when I was in my early 30s, so information like this interests me quite a bit.

https://youtu.be/dTegoWC6qSc

My Several Nicknames

September 18, 2022

Throughout my life, I have had several nicknames. I think the nicknames that I listed below are all of them. What are your nicknames, past and present?

"Bungalow," "Bungy": I am a huge Beatles fan, so my nickname comes from the Beatles song "The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill." I don't consider it silly, except when someone calls me "Bunghole," which is still good. You cannot get beer out of a keg without a bunghole. I received this nickname from my dormitory mates at Northfield Mount Hermon School with two campuses in Northern Massachusetts during the 1979-1980 school year. I was a postgraduate student at this prep school after graduating from West Islip High School in 1979 and before starting my studies at Villanova University in 1980.

"Kappa": This is my nickname in Alpha Phi Delta social-service fraternity at Villanova University near Philadelphia. (It's a national fraternity mostly at universities in the northeastern United States, but it is now defunct at Villanova University.) I was the best pledge in my pledge class, so I was honored with a Greek letter as my nickname. I never really used this nickname.

When I was a kid in the 1960s and 1970s, my dad called me "Curly" because I had very short hair. He also called me "Speedy" because I was very slow. My mom recently told me that those were the reasons. I thought my dad named me after one of The Three Stooges and also the Alka-Seltzer mascot.

Several of my classmates at Beach Street Junior High School in West Islip, Long Island, New York, when I was a teenager called me "Butterfly" because I wore two Huckapoo (Huk-A-Poo) shirts (pink and purple) with butterflies on them. Hey, it was the 1970s. I may have been called that in sixth grade, too, which was the grade I entered after moving from Babylon, Long Island, New York, to West Islip during the summer of 1972, when I was eleven (11) years old.

"Bull": As a teenager in the 1970s, one day, I called my good friend John on the phone. His sister Lisa answered. I asked to speak with John. She asked who I was. I said "Bill" in a low (tone and volume) voice. She thought I said "Bull," so my friend's whole family started calling me "Bull."

"Barracuda": I used to play roller hockey with my friend John, his cousins, and our friend. Our team was called The Pacers because of John's last name. (my idea) He didn't like the team name, so it never became official. I received this nickname because as goalie, I would gobble up the pucks and because I liked the song by the rock group Heart.

I was called "Dollar Bill" and "Rich" briefly while at Villanova University because my friends thought my family had lots of money. Uh, not so much, but it's all relative. I don't think I was called that in high school.

"Bhakta Bill Dasa" is my nickname for my religion: Gaudiya Vaishnavism (Hare Krishna) which is a sect of Sanatana Dharma (Hinduism). Because I am not a monk, I am not required to totally change my name. I simply put Bhakta (science of devotion) before my first name and Dasa (dedication to) after my first name. Male devotees do this. Female devotees use Bhakti and Dasi.

UPDATE: I forgot "Pummy," "Pumpkin," and "Willy Lump Lump," nicknames my mother has called me since the 1960s, when I was a kid, and she still calls me those nicknames.

My dad also called me "Bubbe" (pronounced buh-BEH, but he pronounced it buh-bee). It's German for the word "boy," and it's also the German name of the Jack in a deck of cards.

UPDATE: I guess I could add "Buckwheat" to my list of nicknames. When my age was in single digits in the 1960s, and shortly after that, I would do "The Buckwheat Look." That's when the character Buckwheat from the "Our Gang" ("The Little Rascals") movie shorts from 1922 to 1938  would look sideways.

Eggplant Lasagna

September 18, 2022

This afternoon on Wife Appreciation Day (third Sunday in September), I thank my wonderful wife for making this (layered) "Eggplant Lasagna" with spaghetti; eggplant and onions both roasted in olive oil; cheese mixture (Ricotta, Mozzarella, Provolone, Fontina, Asiago, Parmesan, and (extra) Romano cheeses; eggs; dried parsley; onion powder; and ground black pepper); and tomato sauce; topped with the latter six cheeses; and then baked.

She also made baked meatballs. (I requested that they not be included within the lasagna, but I could have been wrong with my decision.)

Pérez, Sainz Crash

September 15, 2924, at home So, I'm watching the Azerbaijan Grand Prix on TV this morning. Sergio Pérez of Mexico was in second place wi...