Monday Morning

Quiet here at the office, just put a pot of coffee to brew. My plans today are simple; keep the shop closed and clean and re-organize my office. I have boxes to crush, the carpet needs to kiss and make up with the vacuum cleaner. Drop a bomb of Pine-Sol into the toilet and then dust my desk.

Exciting, isn't it.

Perhaps, if the God's decree, I'll open the front door and flip the sign to, 'open.'  Not sure. We'll see. Yes, I sure could use the extra funds but when most of my regular customers know I'm closed Mondays it's probably a waste of my time and overhead....still....

Phone just rang....and I made the mistake of answering the silly thing...guess what.

Now you know I'd never do that....

See 'ya later, maybe.

Stephen

Thanks & Welcome

To Mamma Bear for hitting my follow button overnight. As always I promise to reply to all your comments as soon as possible. To my other friends if you haven't as yet read Mamma Bear's blog please run over and say hello from yours truly.

I know she's good people because she lives in North Florida....

Stephen

A Day With Little Bit

(Note: written as directed by Little Bit)

Nana went to the hair lady and so I asked if I could stay with my Papa...she pauses...Nana said yes and I had fun at Papa's place. I like to stay with Papa 'cause he lets me do what I want.

Papa let me play games on his computer

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Papa is a good leg rest.

Tell them I won, Papa. She won.

I don't want to smile because I lost my two front upper teeth.

At the pumpkin patch. I just can't pick the perfect pumpkin.

Tell them I love my Nana, Papa...she love's her Nana. See, I do follow orders.

We had a nice day. Then I gots to spend the night, again, with Papa and Nana.

(I'm back. I know to some this is silly but like I've said so many times, this is for her. Sometimes I forget that little fact and she'll remind me.)

Have a peaceful and quiet Sunday.

Stephen

Calvin and Hobbes

I miss them...

Stephen

Radio's for Survivors

When the weather turns cold and clear I get an itch to listen to my short wave. It's addictive. I have this thing for radios, short wave sets really turn me on. I can sit for hours and listen to the chatter of the world.

I own a new (to me) rebuilt Grundig Satellite 800 from which I can finesse signals from around the earth when the atmospheric conditions allow. If help is needed I'll attach one of my 'slinky' antennas.

If I feel nostalgic I carefully carry my old Zenith over to the table and extend its antenna. She's a beautiful Trans-Oceanic M500, carefully restored by an old friend. She has tubes (remember them) which glow a sleepy orange and carry voices of Europe and Asia to my little part of the world, news from their point of view without the slant of our current media's biased lies.

I also keep around a few portables, some rest in my travel trailer, others in our get home bags. Mostly little Grundigs. They come in awful handy for camping trips. If and when that 'day' ever arrives you should have one or two. A hand crank model too for when the batteries run dry.

News, information, is important when your life is on the line. If you don't believe me just ask the poor Jews of the Warsaw ghettos.

I understand Grundig, a German company, was recently purchased by a firm out of Japan...can't for the life of me remember it's name. Doesn't matter, the quality should be as good, though I doubt better. Seek out an older model, they're out there.

Above, a file photo of a Zenith Trans-Oceanic model 500. Notice the lid houses its removable antenna. You take clips and attach to the rear of the radio and extend the antenna or by using suction cups provided, stick the little sucker to a window in your plush rail car and listen to the world.

Just for slaps and tickles run over to Ebay and do a simple search for Grundig (or other brand name) radios. Many are listed in new and rebuilt condition. I feel everyone should own at least one...in my humble opinion.

Do yourself a favor and turn off the television and broaden your horizons. Who knows, you might enjoy it.

Stephen

It's Quiet and Cool

Good morning, my friends...it's early, the sun isn't even awake, my coffee is brewing and it's 48 degrees outside....I want to return to my warm bed.

This mini-depression requires otherwise.

Later.

Stephen

Bluesun

Yesterday I posted a thank you and welcome to Bluesun but didn't have a link for his blog...as you can see I've corrected that oversight.

Please, give him a shout.

He's nice people.