Posts from June 2009.

Ancient Video, part 2b

Here’s Part B of my parents Wedding Video from 1960 — the honeymoon. Don’t worry, it’s rated ‘B’ for boring.

A turbo-prop airplane ride to Florida. Lots of boring clouds. Swimming pool at the hotel in South Florida — check out that bathing cap on my Mom, huh? She was a hottie. A day at the races — horse racing, of course. And a cruse down a palm lined road. It might be boring to you, but this is vintage home movie gold to me.

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Ancient Video, part 2a

No, that’s not a typo in the title, it’s Part 2a. There are four sub parts (a through d) to Part 2. Hey, it’s my website, I can organize it how I see fit.

So, here’s my parents Wedding Video from 1960.

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Ancient Video, part 1

My first Christmas. I’m not even a year old. I’m guessing my Dad is behind the camera, and my Mother in the frame with me must be about six months pregnant. I’m not sure who owns the hand that makes a guest appearance in the left of frame.

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Watching this I can’t help but think toy design has come a long way in forty years. That toy would never have made it to market with safety standards today. Did you see how a little child’s hand could get stuck in the ball cage at the far end?

Four weeks in Hell…

That's your problem there!

That's your problem there!

I went to the Doctor and he told me I had a cute bronchitis. Personally I found nothing ‘cute’ about my recent affliction with Bronchitis. The Doctor insisted however, it was a cute one. I told him that I personally felt it was particularly ugly. I did get a chuckle out of him. But then he also laughs when I throw my arms up in the air and say, “Doc it really hurts when I do this!” He’s probably just laughing at me, not with me.

I suffered for a week without visiting the doctor. Well, maybe not suffered, toughed it out is more like it. I coughed up something with the consistency of silly-putty and decided it was time to enlist the help of our modern medical establishment. I went to the Doctor for round one of antibiotics, the wimpy ones — a 5 day z-pack (azithyromycin). It was no help at all. When the z-pack ran out I went back to the Doctor for round 2 — a 10 day treatment of Omnicef. Which actually offered some relief. The whole time I was also taking other medications to help the symptoms, ibuprofen for the swelling in my lungs, Tylenol for pain and fever, and Advir inhaler which is a steroid used to open up the bronchi to help clear the crap out of there.

Now, imagine being sick enough to want to lay in bed all day, but well enough to sit at a desk and type. Then imagine a rotten economy, mergers, Internet operations, Internet security, production support, and all the stress that would go along with those. Yes. I worked through my sickness. And, as lousy as I sounded, with my barking cough, I really only got sympathy from a handful of individuals at work. That’s how stressed everyone is.

This is the beginning of week number five (#5) and I’m just starting to feel better. All of my hobbies and recreational activities have fallen by the way side. I’m behind on the myriad of video projects I’ve promised folks. I feel like I’ve just woken from a dream about a tornado and a strange world with flying monkeys.

I’m here. If you missed me, write to me.