I didn’t realize there weer so many important people out there. I know this to be a fact because they are multi-tasking. ie driving their big hokling vehicles and talking on their cellphones at the same time. WOW! I wish I was so important that I couldn’t wait to take a phone call!!!!.
Seriously, is there anything…ANYTHING…in this world that I have found, so far, that pisses me off this much? Maybe always getting stuck at a traffic light no matter which direction I come at it from? Maybe always picking the wrong line at check-out or the bank drive-thru? Maybe leaving the house at 3:45 am and “KNOWING” I’m forgetting something and remembe ing exactly what it was when I”m 5 miles down the roa and have no time to go back?. Maybe NOT buying that one item I really want and figuring I’ll wait and come back tomorrow and having it be gone…
Nope, nope, nop and NOPE! The thing that pisses me off the most, the very most, almost as much as no cure for cancer, the poor way we treat the elderly in this country, the crappy economy and liberals has to be that there are so many important people out there and they HAVE to be talking on their cellphones instead of paying attention to controlling a ton worth of metal travelling at a high rate of speed down a narrow road with other vehicles coming at them from all sides and people on the sides trying to cross the street, safely.
In my pinioon, things sure are different nowadays. We watch out way too far for somethings and turn our heads at others. Take, for example, The Frontier/Union 38 school district’s decision to ban all things nuts.
I can undestand grammar school thyye generally don’t have it together at that age, but in my opinion, by the time you get to the 7th grade you probably should have apretty good idea what you should and shouldn’t ingest!
What about the majority of kids who NEED peanut butter snadwiches once or twice a week because that’s what their family can afford?
Listen, I’m all for prtotection but teachers aren’t going to be there for the rest of the kids life saying, “Now, Johnny, stay away from Mary. I believe she has Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup on her breath.”
Hey I’ve got it! I’m an alcoholic, I demand that South Deerfield, Old Deerfield, East Deerfield, West Deerfield, Sunderland, Whately and Conway close all their bars and liquor stores. For MY protection, that is.
I’ve said it before…God, Country, family, friends, baseball, the blues….pizza, tuna fish…about that order.
But, baseball, I wonder if I lost family, if I lost tuna fish, could basbeall carry me? I love the game so much, which is not unusual, especially for someone who was, at best, average at it. Yeah, I was captain in high school, and yeah, I was NEVER the last one chosen in pick-up games, and the lat coache Bob “Bones” Dame said “If I had 9 Jay Fidanza’s I’d win every game…” I tried harder than I was good, do you understand?
I think, tho, the most important thing about me and the game is not that I know the game, or can explain it in a coaching manner, or can rattle off historical aspects, collect memorabilia…no, none of that. I respect the game. I honor it. It’s played an important part in America’s history and society. It just has. I don’t know why. And, I respect that, and I respected the game by always giving 100% even tho I wasn’t very good.
Recently, someone I love dearly (Not Mrs Fidanza, not Jolene…) accused me of lying to them…I was really, really hurt by that. I do all I can NOT to lie, but, sometimes I do. Sometimes, I’d guess, we all do…
I’m afraid that Roger Clemens has lied. And lying is pretty bad, but lying and lying and lying and demanding that you didn’t lie no matter how obvious it is, does that make it worse? Again, I don’t know because lying is pretty bad, anyway.
Roger Clemens, PHD, HGH, steroids, greenies, pot, heroin, whatever, did he really need it? How great was he before he got tied up in this crap? There was talk by no one less than the great and knowledgeable Bill James (Yeah, I know, Red Sox connection and all that, but even as a diehard Yankees fan, he’s my favorite writer in the sport) named him as one of the top pitchers of all time, likening him to Johnson, and Mathewson and Spahn and Alexander.
So why would Roger have to do anything like he denies he did? How good do you have to be? Did he love the game so much that he thought he found the answer any of us who played the game face: How do I play forever? What do I do so I never have to stop?
Roger, we all come to a sports career end, and we all die. There is no getting out of it. You can be George Burns and live to 100, but you still die. You can be Minnie Mineso and get an at bat at 58, but after that you grab some pine and watch with everyone else.
There’s no doubt, in my mind, he’s BS’ing us and he’s making it worse by continuing to deny it. But McGwire lied and Sosa and Palmero, and A-Rod and Giambi and Bonds and I think Big Papi lied too (take a look at him in his Twins days and then take a look at him in his Red Sox days…how do you go from 24 homeruns in 5 years in a homer dome like Minnie and then all of a sudden hit 24 a year at Fenway?).
So, I still respect the game, these guys that don’t shouldn’t be allowed in the already watered down Hall of Fame, sorry to say…but, that’s my opinion.
Let me tell you something. I just ran out to the car, I’m at work, it’s not even 6 am on Monday August 30th and it’s freaking freezing out. It might seem like it’s freaking freezing out because 1) I’m an old fart 2) I shave my head 3) I wore shorts because I heard that by the time I leave work, today at around 10, it’s going to be nine thousands degrees outside.
It all makes me remember those wonderful days of waiting for the bus standing at the corner of Stowe Court and Forest Ave, in Hudson, when I was in the 1st thru 4th grades. What a bunch of crap. Not only did I hate school, it was worsened by standing with kids I spent ‘awesome” vacation and weekend and free time with, all dressed very uncomfortably and waiting to be brought to our own private hell, Broad Street School….argh.
I gotta tell you, I used to fume back in the day of “ W,” when I’d see these stupid, idiotic bumper stickers that said “Impeach Bush.” But, I saw the topper of all toppers the other day. It read “Impeach Obama….”
How stinking stupid is mthat?
First of all, he’s travelling all over the county and staying OUT of the Oval office so he can’t be messing too much stuff up..he’s only been in office less than 2 years, how about a tad little more time before we admit he doesn’t do squat. And, most important of all, if President Obama IS impeached (and, for what?) doesn’t that mean that Joe Biden becomes Presient?
Now, I know, I’ve been harping on how my 40th high school class reunion was held a couple weekends ago. I got a lot of emails urging me to go, but I didn’t.
I did receive a lot of pictures from the event, though, and I appreciated those. I mean I REALLY appreciated those. I appreciated seeing how people turned out.
Remembering, of course, it’s what’s on the inside that counts.
Since the reunion, I have emailed, briefly, with one female classmate. She was one of many upon whom I had an early crush. After a couple of “back-and-forth” emails, I admitted to her that even though we were both very young and both very shy, that I had had a tremendous crush on her during the 7th grade. I think I said something like “I’ll never forget that I was pushed from behind into you, one day, in a logjam at the fire doors in the hall near the cafeteria and as I bumped against you it was like I had bitten into a live electrical wire.”
I was sooo pleased that she wrote back telling me how sweet it had been for me to be so honest, and to have brought thast up. Seriously. I still wouldn’t go to one of those things on a bet! But it was extremely nice of her to respond in the loving way she did and she seems to have turned out okay.
President GObama-yeah, I think that’s what I’m going to call the Prez from now on. Does this guy EVER stay home? Okay, first of all, if you know me, you know I have honor for the Office of President of the United States. I LOVE my country and I follow my President whoever he is. I think it’s great that we really didn’t make a big deal over the “first person of color” thing, but I never have thought that way, myself, anyway. And, I’m not saying he’s the worst President ever like Dan Qualyle’s son who says just that in ads down in Arizona. I mean, first of all take a closer look at our Presidents and I don’t mean George W. Try starting with REALLY studying Woodrow Wilson (shudder). And, it’s also too early to tell
President GObama lives in such a nice house, too. Why is it that he’s never there? Does the toilet handle need to be jiggled? Is the Blue Room the wrong color? Does the ghost of Lincoln keep moving his stuff around? Is the bowling alley lane warped? Is there too much chlorine in the pool? Are the seats in the private theater uncomfortable? Maybe he hates dressing up for state dinners and entertaining at home.
BUT, it seems to me if he wants to GO somewhere, maybe someone can point him to the West Wing and the Oval Office so he can GO to work on ending the wars (and I mean REALLY ending the wars), finding jobs for my friends who don’t have any, finding a way for me to keep my house and put food on the table and…well, you see what I’m saying.
Maybe I’m the only one that’s noticed that this guy is traveling somewhere different almost every single day. If he really wants to go somewhere different why doesn’t he try going behind his desk?
Okay, isn’t Sarah Palin 15 minutes of fame up, yet?
No offense, but it IS a free country and this IS my blog (thanks to Saga) and I’m a centrist, I’d say. I think I’ve told you before that I freak out the “righties” with some of my beliefs and cause strokes for some of the “lefties” with other thoughts and ideals.
BUT, I’m a firm believer in Andy Warhol’s thought that everyone gets their 15 minutes of fame.
But, as at Thanksgiving dinner, some people go for helping after helping of the mashed potatoes and gravy and THAT’S how you get clogged arteries.
It’s like OJ Simpson. Have you ever noticed that somehow, someway, that man gets his name to pop up in the news about every 6 months or so.
And don’t get me started on that spoiled little shit Lindsey Lohan. If the President wants to set this country straight, he’ll start erecting woodsheds out back and start putting them to use for people like her.
Gawd, SHUT up! GROW up! You’re gonna make me THROW up!
I have to tell you that sometimes the commercials are better than the programs. take, for example, the NFL Sunday Ticket series of ads that Direxct TV is running. My favorite, of course, the the new England patriots verson…You can see it here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TromTNfj1u8&feature=related
Okay, I look in the mirror and see Joe Fidanza, Sr. When did this happen? When did I turn into my father? Do we all turn into our fathers, eventually? (Except girls, of course. Do they turn into their mothers?)
I AM Jay, still, and still developing and evolving, but there are certainly Joe Fidanza bits and pieces in there.
One is my feeling about facebook. It’s not the “younger generation,” thing, either. I really don’t care how much you text or IM, or play electronic games. I like younger people, I love getting older and watching them make the same mistakes I used to make and sit by knowing that if they have half a brain that they’ll eventually wise up, like I did.
But, I gotta tell you, this facebook thing is weirding me out. It’s not only kids, it’s “grown-ups,” too. I am on it because it was the best thing to do career-wise. For being in the public eye, I am a very private person, an introvert. Look up the definition. It’s not what you think it is. It’s a person concerned primarily with inner thoughts and feelings. AND, one who works better alone.
Anyway, that aside, I don’t get why I need to know what someone has for lunch or that they just took the dogs out, or that they need to lay pithy sayings on me. I have my own pithy sayings.
But what gets me the most is that even tho I dug my heels in against becoming part of this, and I AM on a lot, it’s work related NOT socially related, I get so much crap about being on and “saying anything that pops into my mind. ”I had someone say “Boy, I see you on chat all the time! Do ever get OFF facebook?!” What a joke. How does this person know I’m on all the time? Could it be that SHE is on all the time? So, I disconnected the thingy that showed I was on facebook.
So, I have a bad taste in my mouth about facebook. I mean, how about a little love for eBay.
Oh, you haven’t told me what you had for lunch, yet…but, I’m sure you will.
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