Monthly Archives: January 2011

Let me give you a tip….

Years ago a tradition started among the rich which they quickly called TIPS.  This acronym stood for “To Insure Prompt Service”.  Later on called tipping.  Today it has turned into the “how much money should I leave on the table” ritual.  Years ago the money was given to the server before the meal thus insuring the service would be top notch.  Today the server gambles on much the poor stiff he or she’s waited on will give up.  A friend of mine, Bill, told me when he leaves the house he knows he leaving 20% on the table.  I told him the only thing I’m guaranteeing I’m leaving on the table will be dirty dishes.  There no guarantee tip money in my pocket.  His explaination is that the server counts on that money to pay their bills and such, which means because they come into work I should shower them with cash.  Financial advisors tell you to never count on tips and bonuses as income, as they may never come.  I tip fairly, I think, and I tip on service.  I don’t ding the server if the food is bad or the prices are too steep.  But if you think you are getting a great tip for just showing up at my table, think again!  Give good service get a good tip, give great service get a great tip, give poor service and your bills will go unpaid.  Pretty easy for everyone at the table to remember really.  A another friend of mine, a former resturant manager, told me once to leave four cents, that will tell the server that their service wasn’t worth a nickel.  In today’s world I really don’t think they would get it.

I didn’t watch, I can’t say….

The latest installment of the State of the Union Address was last night and I chose not to watch.  The state of the union should be exactly that, what shape is the union in.  The President is usually afraid to say so instead it turns into a political speech for what I’m going to do and re-elect me.  It always is regardless of who the President is, so it’s not that I dislike the President.  That’s a hell of a tough job.  Every State of the Union address should be preceded with the request of “holding your applause until the end” that standing ovation crap is annoying as hell and breaks up any momentum that’s starting to build.  Anyway if you want to read a great speech see the next post, JFK’s Inauguration speech from 1961.

JFK’s Inaugural Speech….

President John Kennedy

 It’s been almost 50 years since this inaugural speech was delivered by JFK.  The world was definitely a different place at that time.  This is what we need today.  This is a great speech, god was not forgotten.  Please read it, really read it, think about every passage, and see for yourself.  It’ll only take 7-8 minutes.  I highlighted some of the passages I liked best.  Hope you like it too.  Please comment, I’d love to hear them. 

It begins; 

Vice President Johnson, Mr. Speaker, Mr. Chief Justice, President Eisenhower, Vice President Nixon, President Truman, Reverend Clergy, fellow citizens: 

We observe today not a victory of party but a celebration of freedom, symbolizing an end as well as a beginning, signifying renewal as well as change. For I have sworn before you and Almighty God the same solemn oath our forbears prescribed nearly a century and three-quarters ago. 

The world is very different now. For man holds in his mortal hands the power to abolish all forms of human poverty and all forms of human life. And yet the same revolutionary beliefs for which our forebears fought are still at issue around the globe – the belief that the rights of man come not from the generosity of the state but from the hand of God. 

We dare not forget today that we are the heirs of that first revolution. Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans, born in this century, tempered by war, disciplined by a hard and bitter peace, proud of our ancient heritage, and unwilling to witness or permit the slow undoing of those human rights to which this nation has always been committed, and to which we are committed today at home and around the world. 

Let every nation know, whether it wishes us well or ill, that we shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe to assure the survival and the success of liberty. 

This much we pledge – and more. 

To those old allies whose cultural and spiritual origins we share, we pledge the loyalty of faithful friends. United there is little we cannot do in a host of cooperative ventures. Divided there is little we can do; for we dare not meet a powerful challenge at odds and split asunder. 

To those new states whom we welcome to the ranks of the free, we pledge our word that one form of colonial control shall not have passed away merely to be replaced by a far more iron tyranny. We shall not always expect to find them supporting our view. But we shall always hope to find them strongly supporting their own freedom; and to remember that, in the past, those who foolishly sought power by riding the back of the tiger ended up inside. 

To those people in the huts and villages of half the globe struggling to break the bonds of mass misery, we pledge our best efforts to help them help themselves, for whatever period is required – not because the communists may be doing it, not because we seek their votes, but because it is right.  If a free society cannot help that many who are poor, it cannot save a few who are rich. 

 To our sister republics south of our border, we offer a special pledge: to convert our good words into good deeds in a new alliance for progress; to assist free men and free governments in casting off the chains of poverty. But this peaceful revolution of hope cannot become the prey of hostile powers. Let all our neighbors know that we shall join with them to oppose aggression or subversion anywhere in the Americas.  And let every other power know that this Hemisphere intends to remain the master of its own house. 

To that world assembly of sovereign states, the United Nations, our last best hope in an age where the instruments of war have far outpaced the instruments of peace, we renew our pledge of support, to prevent it from becoming merely a forum for invective, to strengthen its shield of the new and the weak, and to enlarge the area in which its writ may run. 

Finally, to those nations who would make themselves our adversary, we offer not a pledge but a request: that both sides begin anew the quest for peace, before the dark powers of destruction unleashed by science engulf all humanity in planned or accidental self-destruction. 

We dare not tempt them with weakness. For only when our arms are sufficient beyond doubt can we be certain beyond doubt that they will never be employed. 

But neither can two great and powerful groups of nations take comfort from our present course – both sides overburdened by the cost of modern weapons, both rightly alarmed by the steady spread of the deadly atom, yet both racing to alter that uncertain balance of terror that stays the hand of mankind’s final war. 

So let us begin a new remembering on both sides that civility is not a sign of weakness, and sincerity is always subject to proof. Let us never negotiate out of fear. But let us never fear to negotiate. 

Let both sides explore what problems unite us instead of belaboring those problems which divide us. 

Let both sides, for the first time, formulate serious and precise proposals for the inspection and control of arms – and bring the absolute power to destroy other nations under the absolute control of all nations. 

Let both sides seek to invoke the wonders of science instead of its terrors. Together let us explore the stars, conquer the deserts, eradicate disease, tap the ocean depths and encourage the arts and commerce. 

Let both sides unite to heed in all corners of the Earth the command of Isaiah to “undo the heavy burdens . . . (and) let the oppressed go free.” 

And if a beachhead of cooperation may push back the jungle of suspicion, let both sides join in creating a new endeavor, not a new balance of power, but a new world of law, where the strong are just and the weak secure and the peace preserved. 

All this will not be finished in the first one hundred days. Nor will it be finished in the first one thousand days, nor in the life of this Administration, nor even perhaps in our lifetime on this planet. But let us begin. 

In your hands, my fellow citizens, more than mine, will rest the final success or failure of our course. Since this country was founded, each generation of Americans has been summoned to give testimony to its national loyalty. The graves of young Americans who answered the call to service surround the globe. 

Now the trumpet summons us again; not as a call to bear arms, though arms we need; not as a call to battle, though embattled we are; but a call to bear the burden of a long twilight struggle, year in and year out, “rejoicing in hope, patient in tribulation” – a struggle against the common enemies of man: tyranny, poverty, disease and war itself. 

Can we forge against these enemies a grand and global alliance, North and South, East and West, that can assure a more fruitful life for all mankind? Will you join in that historic effort? 

In the long history of the world, only a few generations have been granted the role of defending freedom in its hour of maximum danger. I do not shrink from this responsibility; I welcome it. I do not believe that any of us would exchange places with any other people or any other generation. The energy, the faith, the devotion which we bring to this endeavor will light our country and all who serve it – and the glow from that fire can truly light the world. 

And so, my fellow Americans: ask not what your country can do for you – ask what you can do for your country. 

My fellow citizens of the world: ask not what America will do for you, but what together we can do for the freedom of man. 

Finally, whether you are citizens of America or citizens of the world, ask of us here the same high standards of strength and sacrifice which we ask of you. With a good conscience our only sure reward, with history the final judge of our deeds, let us go forth to lead the land we love, asking His blessing and His help, but knowing that here on Earth God’s work must truly be our own.

Goodbye & Good Luck Tate….

ANN ARBOR, MI – SEPTEMBER 12: Quarterback Tate Forcier #5 celebrates with seconds left in the game against Notre Dame at Michigan Stadium on September 12, 2009 in Ann Arbor, Michigan.

Below is pasted from a press release today concerning Michigan QB Tate Forcier….  This kid was OK in my book.  He was smaller than most QB’s, but what a heart.  He was a battler and into his second year after stepping aside for Denard Robinson he took alot of uncalled for crap.  Tate Forcier started as a freshman, how many players can say that?  There are four Michigan QB’s I had faith in, when the chips were down, to bring us back, and he was one of them.  Good Luck Tate!  Go Blue!    

 

-Immediate Press/Sports Release: January 20, 2011- Robert “Tate” Forcier University Of Michigan Sophomore Quarterback  Why do we all wait until we are at our lowest point to seek God’s help?  I’ve been kicked, pushed, knocked down, publicly berated, belittled, emasculated and more. There are plenty of legitimate reasons to give up or feel the victim.  The humility of it all is indescribable and that is exactly my point.  I had to reach rock bottom in order to see the light, and for that, I am thankful.  It was not until then, I realized that it was my lack of accountability and maturity and not to pass blame.  I do hope all my young fans forgive me and benefit from my lessons that I have learned.  Be grateful for what you have and be humble for your successes.  Don’t wait to ask God into your life as he will help you see things clearer.  In summary, I believe, I will become a better student and a person of stronger character from these experiences at Michigan.  I can proudly state,“I worked hard on the practice field, in the film room and at meetings” after all, football is my passion.  I had fun celebrating with the fans.  I even competed hard while injured as a true freshman through the last (8) games in 2009, but I always played the game giving it my all.  I am proud to have been part of Michigan Football history and will always cherish the memory.  The last few weeks I worked extremely hard to catch back up.   I really wanted to stay. I was not giving up on Michigan, but in the end, it was made clear they had given up on me.  With that being said, its time for me to go.  I promise the Michigan family and fans I will make you proud again.  Tate Forcier #5 – A Michigan Man Forever – Go Blue        

Boy meets world….

Technology's version of hell on wheels.

     When I was a young boy we had a neighbor who was a big shot at one of the local factories.  He always drove a brand new Oldsmobile Toronado, latest model and clean as a whistle.  Well one day he came home a I noticed a funny looking antenna on the trunk hood.  You know, or maybe you don’t, the bent up kind that pointed in several directions at once.  I realized that it meant that there was phone in the car.  A PHONE!  IN A CAR!  NO WIRES!  Talking and driving, it was unimaginable.  I had walkie talkies that if you went out of sight of the person you were talking to they didn’t work.  I just remember that car phone as being something I couldn’t get over.   

     My little flip phone finally bit the dust a few days ago.  That phone could do everything except send an e-mail, text yes, e-mail no.  I’m talking; phone, text, camera, voice and video recording, internet, games, calculator, calendars, etc etc etc.  The beauty of it all was that I was a master of it with just my thumb.  The second beauty is that my company foots the bill every month.  Anyway when I reported the loss I asked if I could go get another flip, but the response was that I need e-mail and they would send me a phone.  A hand me down from a sales rep.  Now don’t get the wrong idea the hand me downs are damn nice, but not what I wanted.  Too high tech.  Too touchy feely.  I wanted the flip.  I took off to the phone store in hopes they could do a repair job, no such luck.  I ended up with a HTC 3G.  Holy crap!!!  It can do more than everything and if you hold it the wrong way you end up calling the Pope or someone.  Ask my daughter.  I was mistakenly calling her so much she quit answering.  Every feature has so many options it’s truely unbelieveable.  It’s mostly touch screen which means you say an inordinate amount of cuss words while using it.  It does have a slide out keypad, the touchscreen keypad would need fingers the size of pipe cleaners to use.  Corporate e-mailed me the manual.  I started to print it out and when it stopped I had 286 pages of manual.  I threw it away.  What was the use?  Learn as you go.  

     This is true statement without a doubt, and I say this with absolute belief, this little phone has more technology in it than we had to put three astonauts on the moon 42 years ago.  Look it up.

Just a thought….

Mike and Frank have met their match!
Wouldn’t it be a good idea to send the “American Pickers” to some of the “Hoarder’s” homes and see if they can get the places cleaned up a bit.  I want to see Mike and Frank do some “free styling” through 10 years of pizza boxes, drink bottles and coffee cans.  Maybe A&E and the History Channel can get together and do a prime time special.  The last episode of Hoarders I saw, they interviewed the husband of a Hoarder and he said that it was to the point where it was bothering him and it was starting to get bad.  He was standing in junk, no lie, to his shoulders.  It was starting to get bad, starting?  It was OK when it was at his knees or waist.  It seems as though every episode where they get some cleaning done they always uncover a dead cat burried under the rubble and the people are always, “oh I was wondering what ever happened to old fluffy”. You mean the stink from the piles of junk overpowered the smell from a decaying cat.  Anyway I thought cats were too smart to get caught under growing piles of trash, they must get caught in an avalanche or something.  Don’t hoarders get concerned when the family pet goes missing.  I guess I shouldn’t poke fun at a condition I don’t understand, it really is hard to comprehend isn’t it?  Hoarders generally get the help they need and get straightened out some and they really don’t hurt anyone except themselves, and maybe a few cats.

Just helping out….

I’m sitting in my truck in a convenience store parking lot enjoying a quick sandwich from the local burger joint when an old pickup truck stops in front of mine and a woman gets out talking before I could hear her.  Saying she was down on her luck, as they all are, and she needed a few dollars for gas.  I must have it printed on my forehead to ask me for a handout because I sure get asked a lot.  It wasn’t a con, she was a old desperate person.  I gave her the five I had crammed in my jacket pocket and told her if she didn’t back straight up to the gas pump behind us I would chase her down, and I would have!  I have given money to people who I thought I was helping, but the cash went for something other than which I intended, or was led to believe.  I have run down a beggar and confronted him and his lie.  Beggars do not offer refunds.  Sometimes I withhold my pledge to the outstretched hands and will offer help in lieu of cash.  I usually find nobody wants “help”.  Look out for the one’s who are looking to work for the handout, the touch is just around the corner.  If you do offer work, be prepared for them to be at your door frequently.  They turn in to workaholics all of a sudden and the hours get shorter and pay gets bigger the longer you employ them.  This lady however I had no reservations she was on the up and up and I felt better after she God Blessed me a thousand times for five bucks and got her gas.  Sometimes I like to think of myself as a miniture philanthropist.  I used to be a cheapskate.

One week ago….

Jared Lee Loughner, now accused in the shootings of Rep. Gabrielle Giffords and 18 others, walked through campus last fall rambling about his 'genocide school.

 One week ago today a series of terrible shootings rocked the city of Tucson Arizona.  Six people murdered by a deranged young man with an adgenda.  Many Americans are now wondering what gun control is going to come from this.  Got news for you, the gun wouldn’t have shown up at that rally without the gunman.  After Virginia Tech, the snipers in Washington and Ohio we learned hard lessons, we didn’t act.  Were there warning signs beforehand?  Your damn right there were, loud and clear.  The people commiting these crimes, in all three of these cases and many others like it, were for a lack of a better word unstable, and someone knew it.  But it’s a damned if you do and damned if you don’t scenario.  If someone reports an unstable person, it’s infringing upon their rights.  The sad part is if they don’t report the person we make them feel responsible if crimes are committed.  Most people, organizations, businesses or etc are just happy when the unstable person goes away from them, then they can do whatever they want.  But report it, no, and to who.  Who will act?  Gun control does not work!  Hell anyone can get a gun!  What we need is people control.  Schools and businesses, anyone, not afraid of reporting out of control students or workers and a clear and concise procedure to do so.  But highest on the priority list is, parents made responsible for the actions of their children early on to avoid the later on.  

I sincerely hope Representative Gabrielle Giffords and the other survivors recover from their wounds and may the unfortunate bystanders rest in peace.   

If you know something, do something.  I ask you, how many others are posting their bad intentions on the internet or other places right now while we sit by and do nothing?

It’s official….

Michigan Head Coach Brady Hoke

 The new University of Michigan Wolverine football coach, Brady Hoke, was introduced Tuesday afternoon.  Yeah I said it a few posts back about not being too sure about Hoke.  Yeah I admit it.  But I was sold when he said “he’d walk to Ann Arbor if he had to”.  He wants Michigan, he’s coached there before, he knows the tradition, he won there before and after Jason Whitlock wrote an article about him I didn’t think Whitlock could write about anyone, I was all in for Hoke.  This has the feel of a comin at ya Michigan coached football team!  Try and stop us!  Now I was willing to let RR go another year.  I’m a man of my word, he had a four year contract, give it to him.  GERG had to go away though.  Overall I probably just wanted to see Denard mature one more year, and I may still get that as he thinks he staying.  Regardless all looks right in AA and I may go check it out for myself next fall.  Stay tuned.

Michigan or SC, hard to tell part II….

Part II

Well I turned my back and it happened again.  South Carolina snowstorm part II.  Did I believe it would happen, hell no.  But there I was trudging around Food Lion on Monday morning around 9:00 AM looking for something to put in the cupboards all because I was an unbeliever and eating bologna sandwiches for the next two days didn’t appeal to me.  No offense to bologna, and that crap was still coming down.  Six inches of snow and then about a 1/4″ of ice on top of it made for treacherous conditions.  Ofcourse we had two days off from work, which was like being a kid again and being off from school for two days, except I didn’t have any buddies to bum around with.  Did I learn a lesson from all this?  Highly unlikely.  I major in procrastination.