Friday, February 27, 2009

Begin at the beginning

Alice came to a fork in the road. "Which road do I take?" she asked."Where do you want to go?" responded the Cheshire cat."I don't know," Alice answered."Then," said the cat, "it doesn't matter."~Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

"If you aim at nothing, you will hit it every time." — Zig Ziglar

The answer is no, I am not trying to inspire you to action. The truth is, I am trying to inspire me. I don’t want to be left standing at the fork in the road asking the wrong questions. I want to question to be “which of these roads will take me to my desired objective?” Yes I do have objectives, goals, a bucket list if you will. The question is am I brave enough to voice them and seek for them? Will I ask the right question? Will my aim be true and precise?


Why can’t life be this easy… or is it?

Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end; then stop. ~Lewis Carrol, Alice in Wonderland

Just and observation…


Wednesday, February 25, 2009

The Great Train Robbery

I know you are thinking Sean Connery and Donald Sutherland, me too!

Train robberies as a whole seem problematic to me. First there is the whole problem of “hey how do you drive one of these things?”. “Is there a steering wheel?” “Where is the gas pedal?”

Evidently this was not a problem in a resent Miami theft. A 120 ton diesel freight train was stolen from a storage unit in Miami. They did not find the thief, but the train was easy enough to “track” down.


Sorry I couldn’t resist.

Just and observation,

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

An Observation in Humanity...

Today’s scores: 75 – 29

I remember an old comedy bit on the radio from when I was a boy. This sports announcer would give the days scores without mentioning who won. Well I guess you had to be there but it was funny back then.

Here is a score for you, 75 is more than 29; a lot more, especially when the numbers represent ages.

Samuel Dallas Jarvis, 29, in his youthful wisdom, committed a snatch and grab on a 75 year old Stuart Florida victim. He ran off with this gentleman’s brand new laptop and printer. He only made it 8 feet. This old man chased him down, tackled him, and held him until an off duty Martin Co deputy joined in and made sure Jarvis was charged with robbery by sudden snatching and battery on a person over the age of 65.


The ignorance of youth, never underestimate the hard work of this generation.

Just an observation,


Wednesday, February 18, 2009

An Observation in Time...

Spring is in the air!

I am learning to think globally now that I am a sophisticated blogger and all. Times are tough. No, I don’t mean “times are tough” like gas is $2.00 a gallon and poor GM needs a trillion billon dollars to save itself from itself. I mean keeping up with time, the o’clock kind of time, is tough. Why did Joan comment on my blog at 1:00 in the morning? Does she work nights? Is she a night owl? Oh, maybe it’s the fact that she is in South Africa! I think she is ahead of us here in the good old land of the bailouts. So does that mean she comments on my blog post before I write them and they just catch up later??? Oh, times are tough for a simple minded country boy.

Not only are times tough in our global community, seasons are tough as well. Take David McMahon in the land down under. They are just moving out of the heat of summer. This summer was a scorcher, in more ways than one, for our beloved friends in Australia. Fall is just around the corner for him with some well deserved relief from 115 degree temps. Not so here in central Florida. We had a mild winter. The mercury only dropped to freezing two maybe three nights all winter.

I love spring! This is my favorite time of year. The days are getting longer. No more waiting for my ride home in the dark. The clocks will spring forward soon and we will have another hour to play with. I guess this too would be another example of a localized phenomenon in the global community of our blog world. Is the US the only country that uses daylight savings time?

Flowers are bursting forth with reckless abandon. The birds are all twitter-patted. The grass will soon be green again. And yes, the most important thing of all about spring, baseball is just around the corner!

To all my blogging friends around the world, Happy Spring, whether it’s spring there or not!

Just an observation,


An Observation in Nature...

Orange Blossom Special

The Orange Blossom Special is an old fiddle tune written by Ervin T Rouse in 1938. Written about a passenger train by the same name it is considered the best known fiddle song of the 20th centry. Known as the fiddle player's national anthem, it was often referred to as "The Special". A favorite at bluegrass festivals in the 1950's it became a staple song for all fiddle players. At that time if you couldn't play The Orange Blossom Special you couldn't be in the band.

Then the man in black came along and named his 1965 album after the song and did the song his way as Cash was apt to do with everthing. The fiddles were put aside and replaced with two harmonicas. He also sang the lyrics. This was not done by traditional bluegrass performers who played it strictly as an instrumental. The man in black, by the way, is Johnny Cash. Just occured to me that some people may not know that!

Why am I sharing all of these cool facts with you? Easy! Maureen and I spent some time at the local nursery last Saturday and I got some cool photo's of Orange Blossoms!

Here is a closer look. See the bug? Looks like a fruit fly but I am not sure.

Yes Joan, I didn't even know he was there until I downloaded the photo's and started playing with them! LOL I know I am hopeless!

Just an observation...


Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Little old Ladies and Ebay, Part II

Bernice Gallego is back in the news. I wrote about her in the post Little Old Ladies and Ebay back on January 9, 2009. She found an old baseball card in a box and put it up on ebay for $10. She quickly learned that the 1869 Cincinnati Red Stockings team card was worth a good deal more and cancelled to auction and did her research.

Well played Bernice! The card was recently sold to Jeff Rosenberg, the president of a Houston company that promotes sports memorabilia shows. The card, one of only a few of it’s kind sold for a whopping $64,073!


Good for you Bernice!

Just an observation…


Sunday, February 15, 2009

An Observation in Nature...

I saw these pretty yellow flowers in a patch of clover. At least I believe it to be clover, I am not much of a clover expert. But it looked enough like clover to me and it reminded me of the Irish. Maureen is Irish, yep red hair and all! So I took this and a few others to show her. I know, that was sweet, I am a sweet guy!

Anyway, I show her the photo's and she ask what king of bug is that? Bug, I asked?

Yea, right there on the flower.

And I named this blog Craig's Observations... LOL. Of course it's plain as day now but I never saw it until she pointed it out. Not sure it's good enough for an ID, but if you click to enlarge, maybe you can tell me what he is. Me, I was just trying to score points with the red head!


If I had seen that bug, I would have went for the really cool Macro shot, Joan... but I missed it!

Just an observation...


Tuesday, February 10, 2009

An Observation in parenting…

“Mama, please don’t give me back to the Indians.”

Picture this, me not two watermelons tall saying this to my mother when I misbehaved. You never know how things like this stick with a child until you yourself grow up, and have probably already done damage to your own kids.

I am not sure just how much I believed this empty threat, but I do remember wondering more than once what it might have been like to live with the Indians. Our family would often go to the Smokey Mountains on vacation. We visited all the memorials telling the story of the Cherokee Indians and the Trail of Tears and saw their descendants, so I knew full well that they existed and there was a real possibility that one day I was screw up just enough to get shipped off to live with them.

Now before you judge my mother too harshly, please understand, my mother was lucky to survive my brother and me. Trust me when I say that we gave as good as we got. Those were different times, growing up in South Georgia in the 60’s and 70’s. Parenting was different back then; whether you view it as good, bad, or indifferent. Parents whooped their young’uns, if you’re not from the South that would be young one’s, but it was one word where I come from.

They, the parents, bound together too. They were not limited to whooping their own kids. It was not an uncommon site for a friend of the family to join right in. “Here”, one would say, “I will get this one while you whoop that one.” I kid you not people; there was no safety in numbers as a kid in South Georgia. The worst of this was if you were staying over at a friends house and got in trouble and you got a whoopin’, you prayed that your parents didn’t find out, in fact you begged the other parents not to tell them. This was a certain way to get yourself another whoopin’ when you got home for embarrassing your parents.

Some would argue that all that whoopin’ didn’t fix anything just damaged the kids. But thinking back now, I realize that most of the pain and suffering came thanks to our own devilment. It seems that we were punished on a daily basis for one thing or another. For the life of me I can’t remember why now but I do remember some of the things we did that we didn’t get a whoopin’ for and probably should have.

I set the carpet on fire once, playing with a lighter and sheets of paper. Instead of telling mama I just ran and hide behind the couch. She had to pull me out and ask me what I had done. I never told her though. Thankfully she had the good sense to go where I had ran from and found her bedroom on fire. Then there was the time Scooter and I would catch garden snakes from the water meter and place them at the front door. Then we would call mama and tell her there was a snake at the back door. We would run off and hide, waiting for her to open the door and step on that snake and scream. We just laughed and laughed.

Of course you just can’t beat the young’uns any more, and maybe rightfully so. I do wonder sometimes though. When I see kids disrespecting their parents as well as other adults it makes me cringe inside. If there is one thing I did learn from all those whoopin’s was a healthy respect for my elders and other people. For that reason I do not regret my punishments and the hard lessons I learned. I am sorry about the snake though mama and thanks for not giving me back to the Indians.

Just an observation…


Saturday, February 7, 2009

An Observation in Fatherhood...

Parking at Disney: $12

Three hotdogs, cokes, and fries: $25

Three Disney passes provided by a friend: $0

The look on your little girls face: $Priceless

Happy Birthday Sara! Daddy loves you!
Just an observation...

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Happy to see me?

Or is that a pigeon in your pants?

My brother, Scooter, sent me this story and I just had to pass it on. This Australian man was caught smuggling two live pigeons in his tights at the airport in Melbourne. As you might expect, Customs officers were not having any of that! Read the whole story here.


Now how will I get my parrot to Australia?

Just and observation...

Monday, February 2, 2009

An Observation in Color and Light...

More color from Disney World. I forget the name of this section in the park but it has something to do with the future and such. I took this shot right outside of the Carousel of Progress, which is one of my favorite attractions at Disney. Sara didn't care much for it and I guess it's really a grown-up thing anyway. I am doing some research and hope to do a little article for those who have never seen it. Basically it's a walk through the 20th century looking at life and techology for the american family. For now, enjoy the color and light from my prespective while waiting in line. Yes, I did wait for the balls to line up just right with the light for the shot.... Always thinking of you, my dear and faithful readers, all three of you! LOL
Click to enlarge and see the colors!

Just and observation...