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Anniversary of First Tightrope Walk Across Niagara Falls…

 Blondin’s first tightrope-walk across Niagara Falls

Richard Cavendish remembers how the daredevil Jean-François Gravelet stunned the world on June 30th, 1859.

Jean-François Gravelet was the most spectacular funambulist, or tightrope-walker, of his day or probably any other day. Born in 1824, he was the son of a veteran of the Grande Armée who was nicknamed ‘Blondin’ for his fair hair. The family lived at Hesdin in the Pas de Calais and when a circus came to town the little boy was so fascinated by the tightrope-walkers that he decided to be one himself and started practising immediately using his father’s fishing-rod as a pole. His parents sent him for training as an acrobat at the celebrated École de Gymnase in Lyons. He made his first professional appearance as ‘The Little Wonder’ at the age of five and later adopted his father’s nickname.

Blondin’s first crossing of the Niagara Falls, in 1859, was the most famous feat in a life packed with them and like all the others was painstakingly prepared, organised and exploited for maximum publicity. He took care to enlist the support of the Niagara Falls Gazette which at first thought it was a hoax and then decided he was mad but went along anyway. Newspapers all over the country were soon interested. The rival Niagara Mail was sarcastic in its coverage and the New York Times said Blondin was a fool who ought to be arrested, but posters and handbills boosted the excitement. The railway companies laid on special trains and thousands of spectators assembled to watch.

The tightrope was taken across the river in a rowing boat. More than three inches (7.5cm) thick, it sagged by some 60 feet (18m) in the middle, so it had a steep slope. The distance was a little over 1,000 feet (305m). Blondin offered to carry a volunteer over on his back but, unsurprisingly, no one stood forward. Bands on both banks played as he began his crossing at 5.15pm and took his time over what he privately considered an easy task. He stopped and lay down for a rest at one point and stood on one leg for a while. The crossing took him a little over 17 minutes. After a pause he went back across on the rope, much faster this time. He was cheered to the echo and the feat was reported all over America and in Europe.

In several later crossings Blondin introduced variations. He carried his top-hatted manager across on his back, crossed blindfolded or on stilts or in a gorilla costume and pushing a wheelbarrow. One of the wonders of the age, he built himself Niagara House in the London suburb of Ealing in 1889 and died there of diabetes in 1897, days before his 73rd birthday. He lies buried in Kensal Green Cemetery. Neighbouring streets in Ealing, Blondin Avenue and Niagara Avenue, preserve his memory and there’s a Blondin Street in Bow.

 

 

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Wood Carving Art

Stunning Stumps.  (reposted from The Chive)

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Pizza Art

In my never ending quest to find artwork using strange mediums and materials, I give you pizza art…

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Come Stop by My Booth at Phoenix ComicCon 2014!

I will be at booth #1629 back by the Star Wars exhibit area at Phoenix ComicCon.  It is my same spot as last year.  I will be signing discounted copies of my four latest books.  In addition, my wife will be selling her custom made pop culture jewelry, including avengers, hydra, Vampire Diaries, Alice in Wonderland, Game of Thrones, Walking Dead, classic movies, and other items you can ONLY get from her shop, Susannes Treasures.

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Joining us at our booth this year is the lovely and talented cosplayer Cassandra S. Kyle.  Also, Chris Wilke will be selling copies of his latest novel Scarlet Angel, and Hal Astell will have copies of his books on classic B-movies.  The PCC has grown until tickets are hard to get and certain times they might have lines to get into the vendor area during the peak hours due to fire marshal codes.  Be sure to stop by though and say hello.

If you have not been to a pop culture convention before, PCC is my favorite.  It has lots of things to do from indie movies, costuming, authors, comic artists, vendors, panels, zombie walks, competitions, steampunk events, manga, anime, and a host of awesome guests from TV, sci-fi, movies and other popular shows.  You can check out the con at:

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The vendor area will be open today from 4 pm until 9 pm, and open all day Friday through Sunday.

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Pancake Art

Nathan Shields is a former math teacher and current stay-at-home father of two. He enjoys teaching his young kids something new each day in the most unusual way: making pancakes. Nathan has made everything from sharks to parasites to seashells, and whether it’s truly an effective teaching tool or not let’s just say having a tasty pancake breakfast is never NOT worth the time.

Reposted from the Chive.

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Awesome Proposal On Stage

This is my son Alex proposing to his girlfriend Suzanna on stage.  She is the Choir Director at a High School, and this occurred right after intermission at her concert.  She had no idea.  My son is a former professional actor/singer/model, but they are moving to California for his fellowship at UCLA where he is completing his PhD in Molecular Biology.  I hope at least one of the links I have shared below allow you to see this.  I think one link is the lead up, and the second is the song/proposal.

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The Horrors of VA Medical Care

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My Own Story With the VA – I don’t often talk about it, but I am a disabled veteran.  I developed a service related disability while serving in the United States Air Force.  My military medical file was about eight inches thick.  I was paid $860 per month while serving as an E-5 in Hawaii with a family of four.  Our rent was $800 for a small two bedroom apartment.  My wife had to work for us to have food, clothing and transportation.  When I got out, July 4th, 1989 – oddly enough Independence Day, I filed for my disability claim as encouraged.  Although I had never taken food stamps or other subsidies I was qualified for while serving actively, I wanted to do right by family if my condition worsened.

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After eight months and paying three times for medical records to be copied and lost, I was told they lost the originals too.  I could not get an appointment at the Phoenix VA Hospital.  I drove to Palo Alto, California, some nine hours away and waited for two days in the waiting room to be seen and told I had to go back to Arizona.  The military said they lost my DD-214 and records.  I was  a decorated veteran with several medals, awards and accommodations and they acted like I was a pest and didn’t exist.

I was going to give up completely, but my boss at the time happened to hear my tale of woe.  His brother was a high ranking attorney with the VA.  The same week, the Disabled American Veterans (DAV) called to help me.  Finally, I got an appointment at the hospital in Phoenix to be evaluated.

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I waited for five hours from the time of my appointment before I was seen.  The room was full of older veterans, obviously sick, and many had sat there for a day or more.  One was having severe PTSD and had been brought in a day and a half before by the police for trying to commit suicide.  They had still not seen him.  Growing hungry, he took his last money to the strip bar across the street to eat.  They made him buy two drinks, which led to another attempt to kill himself.  He sat next to me.

The bathroom had at least half an inch of tar like goo on it as if it had not seen a mop since the building was constructed.  The place stank.  Finally, someone who looked 18 came out and she condescendingly led away the older men to get “group counseling” from her.  What could she possibly know about these men?

Another hour passed and I was led to what looked like a closet, but turned out to be my “examination room”.  It had no medical equipment, just a movable bed.  The light was dim and in walked a man who looked Dr. Mengele, the German Prison camp experimenter.  He must have been in his eighties.  He could barely hear a word I said as I tried to catalog my list of medical history to him.  After ten minutes of mumbling, stumbling about, looking in my ears, throat and ears.  He wrote some notes and left.

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I waited, trying to find anyone, couldn’t and finally left.  I was approved for my disability and received $94 per month.  I could get all my related medical care from the VA, including pharmacy.  Instead, I bought my own healthcare coverage and pay more in co-pays for medicine than I receive for disability.  In theory, if I get worse, my disability amount could go up to 100%, that is if I could see anyone.  I was afraid to receive care from the VA.  I was afraid they would mess up my medicine and poison me.  I have never gone back to the VA and never will.

When I bought my first house being “compensably disabled” saved me some financing fees, like around $800.  The second house, maybe $1,200.  If I ever want a federal job, I am told my disabled vet status will give me points towards hiring determinations.  No thanks.

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Another Story with the VA – My late father-in-law had a great friend that we met a few times.  He was a nuclear engineer and developed early Alzheimers.  Unable to work, his family, wife and kids all, left him.  My father-in-law tried to help him and look after him, but being in the nuclear industry himself, he had to move around a lot.  Finally, this man, in his early fifties, was brought incoherent to a VA hospital.  As a retired veteran, they were to look after him.  He died soon after in the hospital.

The horrifying fact is that he died of dehydration and starvation because because the staff at the hospital forgot he was there.  They never fed him or changed his IV bags.  They stumbled across his body, dead on his VA hospital bed, a day or two after he had died of neglect.

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The Phoenix VA Hospital – Now it comes out that at least forty people have died recently because our VA hospital won’t see them.  One was urinating blood.  He died two months later never having even seen a doctor once, despite showing up constantly asking for help.  Apparently, they kept two lists.  You type in your information in the computer, but they print it and don’t save it.  They only enter it in the “official list” if you get an appointment.  Over 1,600 people think they are waiting for appointments and are not even entered.  This according to a doctor whistle-blower.  I can’t begin to express my anger and hatred towards people who bragged earlier this year about their great wait times for care and received bonuses while letting my fellow veterans die.

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Throughout history, countries celebrate “their” victories in battle while shunning their troops as outcasts.  Our own Department of Homeland Security calls them domestic terrorist risks.  They go into war torn areas and risk life and limb, but are not allowed to carry weapons and defend themselves on our own bases.  The VA put out a book on how older veterans should consider if they want to extend their lives and be a burden on their family or refuse care and let themselves die.  Veterans are great off fighting wars, but societies do not welcome them back.

It’s time for it to stop.  Our veterans risked all for virtually no compensation.  They gave the best earning years of their lives, sometimes their lives or pieces of their bodies to protect you.  All of us are volunteers.  We did this for you.  Don’t let this happen to our veterans.  Join me in contacting your Senators and Congressman.  If they can waste billions spying on Americans, taking cattle, wire tapping allies and flying the First Family on vacations, just where does basic medical care for our veterans rank?  We can spend trillions on the Affordable Health Care Act but nothing to serve our veterans’ needs?

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I was told while I was active duty that I would only get good care while active.  Once retired I was told, they had no use for me and not to count on getting the medical benefits they promised.  The old-timers were certainly right.

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Strange Epiphanies

I have had countless epiphanies in my life.  Most of them were of great importance, but others were just strange.  I was thinking about some of the strange ones this week and thought I might share them.  Let me know if you have similar ones.

An Epiphany – Any moment of great or sudden revelation.

1)  One of my favorite cereals growing up was those sugar encrusted colorful rings of fruit flavors.  Not Trix, the round balls, but the ones shaped liked Cheerios.  Despite having seen the boxes and read them over and over as a child, I was serving them to my own children when I was in my early thirties when I realized they are not Fruit Loops – but instead are Froot Loops.

For some reason I found it deeply disturbing at an intellectual level to have deliberately misspelled breakfast cereal and to not have noticed for two decades.  I kept holding the box in my hands in disbelief.  I looked them up online.  I quizzed others if this was a recent change.  I even stared at aisles of cereal in the supermarket for weeks in silent despair.  Why such a revelation was so unsettling I don’t know.  It was quite an epiphany though to know that I, spelling bee champion so many times over, could not even notice my second favorite cereal was misspelled.  Yes, I did check my favorite, Lucky Charms, to confirm its spelling immediately… Whew…

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2) Peppermint Patty from Peanuts was Lesbian.  “It’s safe to say that Peppermint Patty’s relationship with “best friend” Marcy is more than a little Sapphic. Nether girl embraced the softer side of the feminine, but Marcy leaves no doubt about their assumed roles by referring to Patty as “Sir.” Couple that with Patty’s tomboy fashion choices and strong athletic ability and you have a girl who definitely lets you know which way she swings.” [SheWired]

I always liked Peppermint Patty, but I never got the Marcy thing or why she called her “Sir.”  As an adult, it now all makes sense.  There are many cartoon characters which were obviously intended to be lesbian, gay, or other sexual preferences.  It doesn’t really bother me at all.  As a kid, you just want to know the show is fun.  Some point to Velma on Scooby Doo as well, or other characters.  The one I can’t take seriously is He-Man from Masters of the Universe.  I watched that show with my kids and thought it was silly.  Now that I see He-Man I can’t believe I missed the obvious portrayal.  Still, those who worry about tele-tubbies and such things are worried about the wrong things.

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3) I lost a bet on this in high school to my friend Mark Tunnell.  Those sweetened candy cherries we all call “Mara-sheeno” cherries are actually pronounced “Mara-skeeno”.  I have found many words since that are pronounced incorrectly, but if you pronounce them the right way people look at you strange.  This is one of them.  If you are good at something, they often say it is your “for-tay” when in reality it is your “fort”, spelled forte.  If you have an entryway, they say it is your “foy-er” but in this case it is your “foy-ay”, spelled foyer.

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At first, met with these revelations, I pronounced things correctly, only to find that people looked at me strangely.  When I explained I was correct, I looked like a smart-ass.  Now I try to avoid the words, or simply pronounce them wrong.  I still have words I read wrong.  For a long time I read “misled” as “mize-uld” instead of “mis-led”, though I have no idea why.

4)  Growing up poor white trash with a family from the South led me to a very strange vocabulary.  A syringe was a “shot giver”, a stream was a “crick” and if someone was fatigued, they were “tarred.”  They used to say strange things.  I still think of all carbonated beverages as Coke.  Even though we drank RC Cola with Moon Pies or Grape Nehi, we were always drinking a Coke.

It took me the better part of forty years to cleanse my vocabulary of words that do not exist in most parts of the United States.  Unfortunately, growing up in California then living in Hawaii, I developed a nasal surfer accent that even at 50 makes me sound like a teenage valley boy about to go boarding.  To some extent, I passed this accent on to my son as well.  So, you can take the vocabulary out of the man, but not the accent.  As a result, I avoid phone calls and have all my message machines recorded by others.  Almost as bad as seeing my own picture is hearing my own voice on a recording.

5)  Back to Scooby Doo – Ok, Preppy guy and gal having sex, Velma of unknown proclivities, and Shaggy stoned all the time giving his dog snacks.  Those meddlesome kids indeed.  Always finding some monster with a mask on and yet I was surprised every time as a kid.  I did wonder why college age kids always seemed to have time to roam around in a van.  Now I realize you had at least one trust fund kid and their fellow bohemians roaming around doing whatever and trespassing everywhere they went.

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6)  HR Puffinstuff.  Loved this show with the Bananamobile, etc.  Even made a model of the vehicle.  How could I, even as a kid, not get that this was a psychedelic hippy drug show?  More obvious than Cheech and Chong, your main character has big dialated eyes, weird colors and calls himself puffing stuff.  The Banana mobile is where they got high on mellow yellow and then had their “adventures.”  I was crushed when it was cancelled and now wonder how they ever got on the air at all.

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7)  All those shows we thought were great in the 60s and 70s and so much better than todays, really suck.  The wonder of Netflix is that you can watch an entire season in one day if properly fixed for coffee and you care nothing for your own health.  The downside is they have all those old “great shows” when writers really cared and acting was great.  OMG!  I started watching some old Mission Impossible, Adam-12, Kolchak the Night Stalker, X-Files, etc.  Ok, I remember them being MUCH better.  Watching them now…not so much.

Is it nostalgia that made us think they were so good?  Is it just because I was younger and had a less developed mind?  Who knows, but watching old TV shows really does show you that today’s shows like Walking Dead, Breaking Bad, Game of Thrones, Sherlock, etc. are really much better.  Will we look back with reverie at these shows now only to watch them twenty years later and grown?  Who knows?

8)  This generation.  Most were not old enough to remember Jimmy Carter or Ronald Reagan as President.  Most do not remember the Cold War or the explosion of growth and technology in the 1980s.  I grew up freezing water and using an ice pick to get ice for a drink.  We had no cell phones, no pagers, no ATMs, no computers, leaded gasoline for 23 cents a gallon called Ethyl, no microwaves, etc.  The mall was the big invention.  MTV came out when I was in high school and played music videos.  Only the cool kids could stay up to watch Saturday Night Live which was considered evil.

I try to think of how people under thirty view the world.  I keep up on the latest, but their generation lives on the latest.  A recent survey showed that twelve year olds were unable to figure out what a Sony Walkman did.  We laughed at eight track cassettes, but now cassettes, floppy disks, VHS, Beta, records, record stores, everything we knew is gone.  My kids never had to go to the bank with a passbook before 3pm when it closed, and have a teller write their balance in ink, knowing if they lost the book they could not prove they had money in the bank.

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As technology accelerates, one generation has a greater gap than ever from the prior one.  For thousands of years, the next generation could learn lessons and live their lives much as the last.  Now, my early life is like a caveman compared to a Victorian era industrialist.  I don’t think that despite this epiphany, I still REALLY understand just how different this generation is.  I can’t even imagine how different the next will be from the current one.  We are really moving fast in the most rapidly changing culture ever in the history of mankind.

9)  Listening to Jeopardy, I found out that Jackie Gleason considered suing The Flintstones.  Apparently, the cartoon was a total rip-off of the Honeymooners, including plot lines and even copying the voice of Jackie Gleason’s character for Fred.  Wow.  Totally makes sense now, but I had no idea…  In the end, he decided not to sue the cartoon, which went on to be the longest lasting cartoon in history and the first successful one in prime time until The Simpsons.  I wonder whether The Simpsons’ characters are as original as we think…

Those are just some of my revealing thought moments.  What about you?

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Dad Who Makes School Lunch Art

Beau Coffron is a dad from SanFrancisco who sends his daughter to the school everyday with exquisite lunch designs that would make any child cry with envy. Even the cafeteria lady has to snap a quick shot when seeing these works of culinary genius come through the lunch doors. Must be nice to have your pick of the liter when it comes to trading for that capri-sun or pizza.

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Medieval X-Men Art

Artist Nate Hallinan created concept sketches for a medieval X-Men series.

“The Order of X is a group of ‘gifted’ individuals in the service of Lord Charles Xavier. The Order provides sanctuary and protection to individuals outcast by society due to their innate abnormalities. These people are often misidentified as monsters, demons, warlocks and witches. Only those who are accepting of the ‘gifted’ are welcome in the realm of Lord Xavier.”

A fan of his work even made a petition to have this made into a real comic series. You can sign it here.
Read more at http://www.geeksaresexy.net/2013/12/10/medieval-x-men-art-series-picture-gallery/#WjvJKXcR1j7KpHrW.99

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