Sunday, April 30, 2006

There once was a man from Nantucket . . .

Ok, ok . . we've all heard those off-color limericks about the guy from Nantucket. And, I MIGHT even be guilty of repeating one or two myself. But, that's not something I'm going to address here in this "family friendly" blog!

The real man from Nantucket was my ancestor Thomas Macy. And, I've known about him for awhile. But, I wanted to find out more about the island he called home (along with several of my other ancestors with awesome whale-hunting surnames like Coffin, Folger, and Severance).

I was pleasantly surprised to come across the site for the Nantucket Historical Association. You can check it out for yourself at:

The thing I liked most about the site was its SEARCHABLE databases, which include pictures of quite a few members of the extended Macy family.

Check it out for yourself!

United 93

If anyone ever questions why we are engaged in a war against Islamofascist terror, encourage them to see the film about United Flight 93.

And, if you want to support the plans for a memorial to the brave men and women who stood up to the terrorists on 9/11, check out this website:

Friday, April 28, 2006

The National Anthem in Spanish?!?

You've got to be kidding me!

Why is it that previous generations of immigrant groups came to this country and strove to assimilate into American society, but the current generation wants to come and make this country like the places they left?!

I mean you didn't see the Irish come over here and demand that everyone cater to them in Gaelic.

The Italians didn't try to turn the Star Spangled Banner into an operatic aria.

The Chinese complied with the immigration laws of the time. (And, believe me, they were far more onerous than the romper room piffle we call an immigration policy today.)

Come to this country. Find opportunity you couldn't find at home. Make life better for yourself and your family. Welcome.


Respect our laws. Respect our heritage. And Respect our common values . . . one of which is the ability to communicate with one another


Okay, off the soap box. It's time for weekend pursuits . . .

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Boycott Citgo?

I don't know what to make of the connection between Venezuelan nut job Hugo Chavez and my local Citgo station . . .

For background info on my confusion, check out this article from USA Today:

On the one hand, I don't like to encourage two-bit thugs who cavort about on their own tv shows with the likes of Cindy Sheehan, Harry Belafonte, and Jesse Jackson.

On the other hand, I wonder what kind of an impact a boycott of Citgo would have on all my fellow Americans who work for the company.

It sure would be convenient if Exxon Mobil would use some of their obscene profits to buy-out the Venezuelan government.

Or, maybe, we should all just pray that Chavez doesn't get re-elected in December . . . yeah, right!

It seems to me the only permanent solution would be to heed W's advice and end our country's addiction to oil altogether.

I hate having to depend on the whims of crackpots of any sort, be they Fidel wannabes or Islamofascist sheikhs.


Can you tell this $3/gallon gas price is pushing me over the edge?!

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Administrative Assistants Day

Didn't they used to call it "Secretaries Day?!?"

Oh, well. I'm not going to waste any more breath on political correctness run amok.

Anyway, I'll use any excuse for a lunch at Cecil's Texas Style BBQ. And, I wasn't disappointed in the slightest.

In fact, I ran into a few friends while we were there.

But, the question remains: Does it make me a bad boss that I made my "Administrative Assistant" drive?! (Especially in light of these ungodly gas prices!!!)

An Urgent Prayer Request

Following received late tonite from my cousin Lois:

This is an urgent prayer request for my son Stephen, who drinks a lot and has been a lot worse lately. He has even talked of killing himself....

He and his wife have talked of divorce and Dawn (his wife) and their son Sam have had to leave for safety's sake and are at her mother's home, not far from my house.

I have been doing my best to obey the scriptures which tell us to give thanks for ALL things....for we know that all things work together for good to them who love God...etc. I have just placed them by prayer into God's hands asking God to do what HE wants..what HE knows is best, etc. etc.

Thanks for YOUR prayers... Lois

Monday, April 24, 2006

Yet another birthday!

Do you see a theme developing for these April posts?!

The latest birthday celebration was for my friend Yami's son Justin.

He recently celebrated his FIRST birthday at Disney's Boardwalk with a character breakfast.

One of these three goofs is the birthday boy. One is his mom. And, I don't know who the third one is . . .

Sunday, April 23, 2006

Would you believe another birthday?

That's right. Something must happen nine months before April in my family's pattern of life.

Today, we are celebrating my brother-in-law Keith's birthday.

I have no idea how old he is. I don't think they keep track of such things up in South Carolina.

I marked the occasion by moving furniture. Exciting, huh?

I may or may not have mentioned here, but for my own birthday I placed an order for a custom sectional sofa for my downstairs living room.

It only dawned on me today that I may have to find something to do with the existing furniture down there.

Man, am I sore?!

Saturday, April 22, 2006

Two more April birthdays in the family

The first is my cousin Bowden Francis up in Tallahassee.

Yes, that's right. A huge Gator fan like me actually has a cousin named Bowden who lives in that godawful place. What can I say? You can pick your friends and you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your family.

Isn't that how that expression goes?

Anyway, the other birthday is my Uncle Barry. At least he lives in Orlando. But . . . and I admit this only with tremendous reluctance . . . he is a graduate of that unmentionable institution in our state capital . . . and a lawyer, to boot.

My relatives. The stories never end.

Seriously, though, Happy Birthday to both these guys.

Friday, April 21, 2006

A big leap

I heard from my sister yesterday afternoon. She tells me my brother-in-law has put in his two weeks' notice at work.

That was a big leap for him. He's worked there for over 10 years.

And, he's not the type of guy who's much given to change . . . after all, he IS from South Carolina, and you know how averse they are to change up there. I mean, they still think Appomattox was just a temporary truce!

Anyway, he at least had the wisdom to line up a new job first, and it's with some family-run business in Charleston.

From someone who works for a family business, I can tell you he's in for a very rewarding experience . . . at least in terms of collecting great stories for posterity.

Good luck, Keith!

Survivor - A Tale of Acute Constipation

Or, should that be a "tail" of acute constipation?!?

Anyway, Samurai Bruce apparently went the last 11 days without a bowel movement. Thank you for sharing.

I shouldn't joke. Apparently, it was pretty bad. They had to medivac him.

Probst came to the campsite to let everyone know that he was doing better, but would not be returning to play. That meant NO TRIBAL COUNCIL this week.

Hopefully, if "everything comes out alright," Bruce will be back to sit as a member of the jury.

I apologize for that last pun, but there are just too many opportunities to poke fun in this latest "twist!"

Ooo. . . that was bad, too, wasn't it?!

I better "cut it out!"


Til next week, the tribe has spoken.

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Samuel Eddy's Dog

In poking around the genealogy library recently, I came across the interesting tale of my ancestor Samuel Eddy of Plymouth, Massachusetts.

No, he was NOT a Mayflower pilgrim. But, he probably knew a couple of 'em.

Anyway, the tale in question centers on the untimely death of his dog. His neighbor John Dunham evidently didn't care for him very much, and purposely poisoned him.

The Puritan authorities, in all their infinite wisdom, ordered Dunham to purchase a cow and share the milk it produced with Samuel Eddy. I guess they figured it would get them talking to each other again. But, if my ancestor was as suspicious as I can be at times, I don't know how much of that milk he actually drank.

Anyway, another descendant wrote a poem about the whole incident. It was published in The Eddy Family Association Bulletin, pp. 497-498.Vol. xiii, No. 1, April 1, 1934:

An Elegy on the Death of Samuel Eddy's Dog
by William Holden Eddy

To day no lofty strain I sing,
of Pilgrims' joy or suffering,
No tales heroic do I bring
to set your minds agog;
An incident of daily life
of bitterness, alas, and strife,
When rumors sorrowful were rife
of Samuel Eddy's dog.

The breed he sprang from who can name?
Mastiff or bull we cannot claim.
Or trained to seek the fleeting game,
in forest or in bog;
Lurcher or hound, or terrier keen,
Spaniel or Porter, greyhound lean,
Naught do we know of this, I ween,
of Samuel Eddy's dog.

What that dog did we do not know,
almost three centuries ago,
Little indeed the records show,
in Plymouth's catalogue.
But this we read, one summer day
stretched cold in death the poor beast lay,
Poisoned by some fell foe, they say,
was Samuel Eddy's dog.

Of this in truth we may be clear,
that all the settlers, far and near
Spoke words of comfort and of cheer, in friendly dialogue;
And soothed, as best they could, the woe
that had o'ercome its master so,
And checked the tears that would o'erflow,
for Samuel Eddy's dog.

Think of the grief of Zachariah, of Caleb, sad as Jeremiah,
And doubtless year-old Obadiah,
though somewhat in a fog,
Upraised his voice in wailing strong,
and added to the weeping throng
Another lamentation strong
for Samuel Eddy's dog.

What was John Dunham's dreadful fate?
What punishment did him await?
Who made the household desolate?
What was the epilogue?
This only, that he sureties gave,
than henceforth he would well behave
For ever after poison crave
for Samuel Eddy's dog.

But later these two men agreed
in partnership a cow to feed,
To satisfy their households' need
with milk instead of grog;
Thus out of evil, good somehow
will often come; and so that cow
Repentance shows and sorrow now,
for Samuel Eddy's dog.

So let us pardon grant to him,
and trust he's with the cherubim,
That man who gave the poison grim,
and broke the Decalogue.
And let us all assembled here
in heartfelt sorry drop a tear
Upon the long forgotten bier
of Samuel Eddy's dog.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Singing in the Rain!

As I type this, Central Florida is finally getting some much-needed rain.

Not the thunderstorm variety, just the good soaker type. We don't need lightning around here with all the dry wood, grass, etc!

In case you hadn't noticed, we've only had about 3 inches of rain so far this year. Usually, that figure is over 9.

I doubt we'll make up the deficit tonight, but at least we can put a dent in it.

And, the pitter-patter on the tin roof of my covered porch sounds real nice, too.

Kinda makes me sleepy . . . think I'll go take a nap!

Monday, April 17, 2006

Time to Pay the Piper

Even though it was deferred somewhat this year, Tax Day still took a big bite today. It physically pains me to cut those checks to Uncle Sam every year. But, what are you going to do? "Taxes are the price we pay to live in a civilized society," right?!


The real "time to pay the piper" came this evening.

I enjoyed Easter feasting way too much this year, so am trying to get back into a regular excercise regime. This involved a 10-mile hike in the Florida heat and humidity this evening.

How long do you reckon it takes to sweat-out all the ham the average person consumes over the holiday weekend? What about the "above average" person?!?

Oh, well. Excercise is the price we pay to eat in a hammy society, I guess.


Sunday, April 16, 2006

Happy Easter!

Why does this blog seem to revolve around food?!

I know that's not what Easter is about, so don't even start with the emails.

But, I still have to tell you about the meal my mom threw together.

We had a great ham, roasted potatoes (which I promptly smashed into an invention all my own), buttered baby carrots, and broccoli with cheese.

Can't go wrong with that, can you?!

Made the drive back to Apopka this afternoon, encountering no traffic whatsoever, just loving everything about Florida living for some reason.

Nothing like a great, long weekend to give you the right attitude about things . . .

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Tax Day Reprieve

OK, only I would think about today being Tax Day while sitting on a beachfront balcony watching the sun rise over the Atlantic.

Yes, I'm back at Barefoot Trace, and not much in the mood for any serious blogging.

So, cyberfriends, take comfort in the revelation that soothed me after I had that disturbing thought over coffee this morning: The IRS has given us a bit of a reprieve this year. Our returns don't have to be postmarked until Monday.

Aren't they just lovely people?!

Friday, April 14, 2006

New experiences in the Oldest City

Most folks know I'm a creature of habit. And, when I visit the historic district up in St. Augustine, I'm all about the Columbia restaurant. But, today, I decided I would make things all about new experiences.

Fortunately, I was able to bribe a local guide, and found myself at a great little place for lunch, called La Pentola.

It's at 58 Charlotte Street, and is operated by a husband-and-wife team. Didn't see the husband, but the wife was really doing a great job.

We started off with the sauteed shrimp and polenta. Then I had the chicken sorrentino, which came with a great salad. Very fresh. And, since they didn't even offer Ranch dressing (shocking, isn't it, dear Texans?!) I thought I'd push the "try new things" theme to the extreme and got some sort of raspberry such and such. Definitely different, and in a good way!

Dessert was technically a traditional Spanish flan with an orange Grand Marnier glaze.

I say "technically," for reasons to be explained later. But, before I do, just let me say I give La Pentola a solid 4 stars. Of course, the good company at my table was 5 stars!

So, after gorging ourselves on this continental cuisine, my guide thought it would only be appropriate to take us around the corner to another "off the beaten path" favorite: "Claude's Chocolates," at 15 Hypolita Street.

All I can say about Claude's is WOW!

They must've been at the top of their game today, with Easter right around the corner. Then again, who can go wrong with homemade Belgian chocolate, right?! Out of this world.

If you get a chance, try their Earl Grey. Yes, Earl Grey, just like the English tea. It'll knock your socks off!

Ok, enough. Fat, dumb, and happy here. This trying new stuff can wear you out!

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Happy Birthday to Me!

Mammy Jenks sent me this picture of 2-1/2 year-old Alyssa today. That's her new Easter dress. Olan Mills, huh? They're gettin' pretty high falutin' up in Sanford nowadays, ain't they?!

Oh, yeah, on Survivor's latest episode, Terry put the screws to his last remaining "friend," Sally. He didn't let her use the immunity idol, so the pompous majority voted her off.

Until next week, the tribe has spoken

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Greatest geological discovery in years

Geologists Find Ancient Worm Feces
AP - Wed Apr 12, 1:28 PM ET

Swedish geologists have found fossilized feces from a worm that lived some 500 million years ago, media reports said Wednesday.

The tiny piles of feces were found embedded in rock-face near Malmo in southern Sweden by geologists Mats Eriksson and Fredrik Terfelt, newspaper Sydsvenskan reported.

Eriksson told the newspaper they examined the level of phosphorus of the samples and that "we realized pretty soon that it could not be anything other than coprolites, in other words fossilized dung."

Terfelt described the find as "unique."

"Cambrian scientists will certainly find them very interesting," Terfelt said.

The two are researching geology at Lund University in southern Sweden, and said they are working on an article about the find that will be published in an international magazine shortly.

"It is inevitable to joke about this, so we gave it the title 'Anomalous faces and ancient feces,'" Eriksson said

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Welcome, Baby Ella!

Jeff Martin just forwarded this photo of his newborn niece Ella.

Pretty cute, huh?

Monday, April 10, 2006

Mrs. Cerruti update

This just received from Lisa:

Hi all,

For all of you that have been praying for Samuel’s teacher, I really appreciate it. We got to spend some time with her yesterday (her friend threw her kind of a pick-me-up party while she was home for the weekend from the hospital in Houston) and she said she is forever grateful for each and every prayer.

Mrs. Cerruti has 7 more days of radiation and she has chemo every day. She said the doctors aren’t giving her a prognosis, but she trusts in the doctors, and of course, the Lord.

I thought you would enjoy seeing a picture that we took of her and Samuel.

Thanks again!

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Cloning and a train wreck

I saw a really good movie yesterday, called "The Island." If you've never seen it, go rent it. It'll definitely make you re-think your position on the whole cloning issue . . . especially after the scene with the big black guy from Green Mile. (Hate to refer to him that way, but I'm really bad with movie star names.)

Anyway, that's the movie plug for the week. Now, can we move on to a moral question:

What is your responsibility when you see a train wreck coming?

And, by "train wreck" I mean something bad is going to happen to someone you know because they don't see the forrest for the trees. But, they probably won't listen to you if you try to tell them, anyway. They'll just get mad at you and tell you to mind your own business, and then you'll feel like a big jerk and have to stew in your own juices until what you warned them about does indeed come to pass.

And, trust me, there's no smug sense of satisfaction when it does come to pass. At least not for me.

So, any thoughts? Right now, past experience has me inclined to just bite my tongue, sit back, and watch the train wrecks . . .

Saturday, April 08, 2006

CSA film by Kevin Wilmott

There's a new indy film out there you may or may not want to catch. It's called "CSA," and was produced by an African-American film professor out in Kansas by the name of Kevin Wilmott.

Wilmott had a very interesting premise to work with: What if the South had won the Civil War?

And, he came up with some pretty interesting alternative history, such as the Stars and Bars being planted on the moon instead of the Stars and Stripes.

But, mostly, the film gets caught up in an indictment of white Southern culture after making the very stupid assumption that a Confederate victory would have perpetuated slavery. In my opinion, the "peculiar institution" was on its way out the door, it was just a matter of whose timetable was going to be used. The over-arching issue of the Civil War was NOT slavery, but the role of federalism.

Wilmott freely admits that he is a film professor, not a history professor. And, this film makes that fact glaringly obvious. But, I guess like most filmmakers, he had an agenda.

Anyway, good luck to David and Jessica today. I want to see some pictures of Costa Rica when you get back!

Survivor Exile Island - Episode 8

Well, Terry continued his "winning ways" this week. That is, if you think winners screw-over their buddies.

I do have to give him credit for totally dominating the immunity challenge, which involved navigating a particularly gruelling obstacle course. I know I'd have come in last place. But, first you'd have to get me to agree to spend a month in a mosquito-infested third world country without access to running water and air conditioning. And, all of you who know me, know that's never going to happen, not even for a million bucks.

But, I digress.

So, after winning individual immunity, Terry commenced to pimping-out the Immunity Idol to just about everyone.

No takers, I guess.

At Tribal Council, the majority vote went against Austin. And, again, Terry let one of his "team mates" take the walk of shame.

Can you tell I really can't stand this guy? Maybe, it's the editing. I don't know. Or, maybe I'm too thick to get it after all these years of watching the show. This isn't a team sport!

Anyway, thanks to BB for her comments on last week's post about Treacherous Terry. And, if you get a chance, check out her blog, too:

Until next week, the tribe has spoken.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Snoop and Tater

Just got this recent pic of my niece and nephew. Their street names are Snoop and Tater, in case you didn't know.

Just "keepin' it real!"

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Blockbuster vs Netflix

FYI - If you get your DVD's thru the mail like I do, be forewarned Blockbuster is changing their pricing.

I dropped Netflix to sign up with Blockbuster after their SuperBowl ad campaign a year ago. Now, that introductory pricing has come to an end.

Basically, Blockbuster now wants to charge another coupla bucks per month for the same level of service.

That level of service is still better than Netflix, in my humble opinion, because they also email you two coupons per month for in-store rentals/purchases.

If you want to keep the same low rate that you've been enjoying, you will have to cut back to just 2 DVDs at a time instead of the 3 they were offering to hook you into their program. But, you need to go to Blockbuster's web site to let them know this. If you don't, they will assume that it's ok with you to take those extra dollars every month.

Ok, now you've been warned.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006


Ok, so it wasn't the football team, but the GATORS ARE NATIONAL CHAMPS AGAIN!

I know, I shouldn't detract from the basketball team's tremendous achievement.

I mean, they did get this football fan to stay up til about 1:30 this morning watching them beat UCLA up in Indianapolis.

And, the teamwork they showed on the court was really awesome. I would've been impressed with any bunch of guys from any school or sport franchise who worked together that well, especially in this era of primadona athletes. They really proved that TEAMWORK is what sports are all about. But, the fact that they were wearing the orange and blue just made it all the better.


Monday, April 03, 2006

Spring Break in the Bahamas

Sarah Taylor forwarded this picture her son sent back from his Spring Break trip to the Bahamas.

Kids these days really have it rough, don't they?!

Anyway, I asked here when the wedding invitations were going to be in the mail, but she didn't appreciate that very much . . .

Sunday, April 02, 2006


I feel like such a geek today. I spent the entire afternoon watching some adaptation of Ursula K. LeGuinn's "Sparrowhawk" on the SciFi network.

Should've been working in the yard, but couldn't get motivated.

Oh, well.

Saturday, April 01, 2006

I smell another National Championship!!

How 'bout them "Mighty Gators?!?!"

I just got my tags renewed for '06-'07, and the State of Florida made me pay an extra $40 for a new plate.

I bought a Gator National Champions plate several years ago, when The Evil Genius clocked The Dinosaur in The Sugar Bowl.

52-20 . . . 52-20 . . . 52-20 . . . 52-20 . . . 52-20 . . . 52-20 . . . 52-20 . . . 52-20 . . . 52-20

I'll never get tired of repeating that one.

But, it's been a long time in between National Championships.

I thought Billy Donovan was going to do it for us again a couple years back, but Michigan State had something to say about that.

But, I don't feel bad about spending that extra $40 tonight, because I smell another National Championship!


Oh, yeah, and for those of you who'll know what I mean by this, I'll add: "White Rabit."

But, mostly, GO GATORS!!