Pat Robertson - Moron Of The Week

No sooner we start off a New Year, some moron has to rear his ugly head to get some media attention so that other morons can get all excited about his "message from God". I cannot understand how anyone keeps sending this idiot money to support his shenanigans. Remember?.......it was that same Pat Robertson that tried to tell the world that God told him that the Atlantic Coast of the USA would be hit by a tsunami in 2006. Apparently God had a bad day....because it never happened. I knew all along Robertson was bogus. God never spoke to him........and I know this because of one simple fact........Robertson never hauled his butt out of Virginia Beach. If God had told me the east coast was about to be hit with a tsunami.....and if I lived near the beach.....I would relocate immediately........I figure that God wouldn't be joking about it. Robertson needs to take some time and rethink about what exactly it is that keeps giving him bad info. There is no biblical documentation that shows any inclination that God is a habitual liar and that when he speaks to people he tends to get his details messed up.

That's right Pat.........you might wanna stop that ridicuous squinting and take a peek at your hand once in a while. Whatever has been "communicating" with you couldn't even get a job at a race track selling brochures of "guaranteed picks". Furthermore........if it hurts so much to pray that your face shows extreme pain.....you might just be praying to something you ought not pray to. Personally, I find prayer to be painless and easy.........but I suppose if I thought that maybe a million or two morons would send me a few bucks because they might believe that I was some sort of "channel" of communication with God, I could force myself to squint rather often.

If ole Pat keeps this up, I might have to give him the Moron Of The Year Award. In the meantime, he gets the Moron Of The Week Award.

Now picture this.........how will I give out a couple million Moron Of The Week Awards to the idiots that support Robertson and fall for his bogosity?

I could go on and on and point out how ridiculous Robertson's shenanigans are......but then again.....there will always be people that also believe that wrestling on TV is real.

'Til next time..........

A New Year

HAPPY NEW YEAR!
2007

I hope that this year will be a great one for everybody.

We are off to a good start with God's artwork as seen in the photo above.

A Very Sad Day

This is a picture of my mother-in-law, some time ago, with one of her great-grandchildren.

"JoAnn" passed away at 2:45 A.M., December 29, 2006.

She will always be remembered.

May God Bless her and keep her.

The Waiting

The past two days have been some of the most darkest days in our lives here at the Signtopia home. Unfortunately, the worst is yet to come.......and it appears to be coming sooner rather than later. My wife's mom appears to have taken a sharp turn for the worse. She is no longer able to swallow.........cannot speak.....and is unable to eat or drink. Last night, she had eaten a meal that she had asked for.........a fish dinner from Long John Silver's. She enjoyed every bite of it.

Yesterday afternoon, I went to the airport to pick up my wife's sister. She flew in from Indiana earlier than she had planned because her mom had told her on the phone to "hurry". On the way home from the airport, I stopped by Long John Silver's to pick up a meal that my mother-in-law had been asking for since before Christmas. I am glad I managed to get it when I did because she hasn't been able to eat anything since. It's a hard thing to watch someone in the process of dying. This has been rough on everyone.....some seem to have been able to deal with it better than others. We have been hanging in there but it has been particularly tough for my wife.

The whole idea at this stage is to try everything to make her as comfortable as possible. Unfortunately, nothing can make the rest of us comfortable with the situation.

There will be no more pictures taken of her....this is the last one......and this was on Christmas Eve. She opened her presents and had a good time with the family around her. Today, she is nearly comatose. It is not a happy time here tonight.

She had said, in recent months, that she does not want to die at our house......that she does not want to put that kind of burden on our family again since we had already been through that experience with my father. We all want her here with us and we are stubborn enough that we will not accept any other options. This is the tough part...........waiting......and that feeling of having no control over anything. All we have at our disposal is the meds and alot of prayers.

Give your mom a hug today.

Summing Up Christmas

I had been determined to eliminate as much stress as possible for the holidays. Here I am at the mid-point between Christmas and New Year's and so far so good, I suppose. It could have always been worse. Christmas is always a joyous occasion and this one was as well. As I had said before, stressful things seem to come your way even though you had done nothing to deserve it. At least nobody was maimed or beaten or starved to death......hehehe. Everyone was reasonably happy considering the monster looming over us. My wife's mom appears to have been on a downward curve moreso for the past week. Halucinations, delirium, bizarre comments...........stuff I am not particularly used to dealing with since the hours and hours I spent chatting on Paltalk.....hehehe. I try to make light of this situation, out of the need to retain some sort of buffer.....I cannot let it get to me. The picture is not getting rosey, that's for sure.

Christmas Eve was wonderful here at the Signtopia household. There is nothing better than the times when everyone in the immediate family gets together. Good food, good hugs, and more memories added to years of prior Christmases. That this is surely my wife's mom's last Christmas made it an even more memorable, albeit somewhat somber. Presents were exchanged, food was devoured, and all Christmas lights were still functioning. I didn't get to attend midnight mass this year...........we needed to be home to tend to my mother-in-law. One of the most memorable moments this year was when I called my relatives in Tennessee on Christmas Eve night. Our own celebrating had winded down and theirs was still going on. They had put me on speakerphone and the entire gang sang several Christmas carols to me. They all sounded so good.....I shall never forget it. While I did not get to hear the choir at Holy Rosary Church this year, I got treated to the voices of the Signtopia Tennessee Tabernacle Choir.....hehehe.

Christmas morning was peaceful and calm this year. The kids have all grown up, which means there was no screams at 4 A.M. of "Santa Came!". Also, no hours of time spent "assembling" toys. The mayhem this year would be at my daughter's home because she has children. She knows now what her mom and dad went through all those years.......but it's all good.

I smell a Super Bowl a comin'........and my unrespected Ravens will stun the nation. The powers that be in Batimore announced that they will name a street after Nancy Pelosi..........hehehe.....NOBODY will want to steal THAT sign.

I got a new camera for Christmas! Once I figure out how to work it, I will hopefully have better pictures on the blog for everyone to see.

And now...for the bigger picture.......

My wife, Nurse Ratchet, told me about a few of her patients in the emergency room. Two children, an eight year old and a four year old, had been left home alone. They messed around with the stove and the house caught fire. Christmas for them came to a cruel, senseless, inexcusable end. The kids were expected to be fine...they are fortunate to have survived. This kind of thing happens way too often.

Gee, I am a lucky guy....things could always be worse.

Merry Christmas - Mr Bean:

Enjoy!

Church on Sunday with Mr Bean

A bit of humor for the holidays!

A Christmas Carol

Merry Christmas Everyone!

"Christmas Eve" Eve.........Last Minute Assessment

Here it is the day before Christmas Eve. I am sitting here thinking about what has taken place. I am also thinking about what has yet to come. It's almost too much to consider, and too much to try to fully understand. Regardless, it shall be a joyous Christmas but, as with each Christmas, it happens way too fast.
I recently paid a visit to my last surviving uncle. He lives a somewhat reclusive existence. All of his siblings have passed away and he is finally alone....left to his own devices.....and nobody around that he has to take care of.......just himself. He has a group of friends in his neighborhood......what's left of them......most of them have died off too. I have a history in his neighborhood. I was born there. All of the things that could have been, never happened. All of the things that could have been said, never was. All that is left is some memories, which I have hung on to and cherished. I never got to really speak with my grandparents. My grandfather had died before I was born, and my grandmother never spoke the English language. My recollection of communication with her was as follows:
"This is your grandson!"

My grandfather wasn't a bad looking guy. I wish I could have met him. I did, however, meet one of his sons.......my father. It was said that my father was alot like his father.

My grandmother. "Booshe".......that what we called her. It was short for "babooshka" Both of my grandparents were from Poland. I feel an indescribable connection with Poland. I cannot explain it outside of heritage. She wasn't a bad looking woman either. She produced nine children from two marriages. Her first husband died at an early age. My grandmother always looked like an old woman to me. Obviously, in this photo, she was not old at all. I never had any hugely memorable moments with my grandmother. I never stayed overnight at her home. We never walked around the block or the park. I never had that kind of relationship with her. She was just simply......there. I do not know what she thought of me and I am not so sure she even knew what we thought of her. It is a void that I have often thought about.

So I cannot change the past.......I can only try to do something about the here and now......and try to have some effect on the future. In the picture shown above, is my granddaughter, "The Princess" with one of her great-grandmothers. She is having an experience I never had. And those moments in her life are now documented and shall never be forgotten. These opportunities do not simply happen on their own.....you have to make it happen. Unfortunately, these moments will soon exist no more..........that is sad. I doubt my granddaughter has any clue as to what is going on......or how ill her great grandmother is. When she grows up, she will be able to look back and be grateful.

For me..........at Christmas, all I have of my grandmother to hang onto....is my Polish heritage. I hear the Polish music and I think of her. I do not know if it's possible for her to know this, but I hope she knows she is remembered. Meanwhile, I will crank up the koledy and eat some kielbasa and sauerkraut.......wolf down some chruscikis and be happy. I couldn't be doing this if it wasn't for my grandmother giving birth to my dad.

alicja majewska i chor UR, pytanie na sniadanie #4

Part 4 of the Polish Christmas program.

I have a few surprises for you next time.

alicja majewska i chor UR, pytanie na sniadanie #3

Part 3 of the Polish Christmas program.

Gotta love this stuff!

alicja majewska i chor UR, pytanie na sniadanie #2

Part 2 of the Polish Christmas program.

Keep enjoying!

alicja majewska i chor UR, pytanie na sniadanie #1

Yet another Polish Christmas program......here is the first of four installments.

Enjoy!

Merry Christmas - Mr Bean:

One of the greatest ever.

Enjoy!

RADIO CITY MUSIC HALL CHRISTMAS SPECTACULAR 2005

Here is what we miss when we don't go to the show.

Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree 12-9-06

I wrote about the HUGE Christmas tree......and that it had lights.....but I was there in daylight. I found this video on You Tube that puts it all in perspective for ya.

Macy's Christmas Windows

Nobody does it better.

Happy Holidaze Hon from Hampden

Only in Baltimore.....Hon!

Merry Christmas, Hon

Yet another look at glorious Hampden,a Baltimore neighborhood.

Miracle on 34th Street

More Baltimore Christmas lights....Hampden style.