DECEMBER 2019/JANUARY 2020
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DECEMBER 2019/JANUARY 2020
Hello:
So this will be our fall finale. I don't think I'm going to have a Christmas Eve Special this year, because in the immortal words of Randy Jackson, I'm not feeling it dawg.
I don't know what it is, I'm sure the majority of it is the pandemic, and the fact that I'm not going to get to see most of my family (at least not in the traditional sense) for Christmas. Maybe it's the fact that the numbers are going back up and I'm afraid that we will be back in crisis mode at our hospitals again. Whatever it is, I'm having a real hard time getting into the Christmas spirit this year. And I'm plum out of ideas for something fun and interesting to write about on Christmas Eve.
The Christmas Eve spectacular was born out of having to work at the Post Christmas Eve 2016. With the office half empty and nothing shaking in the city that night, I basically amused myself by ranking my favorite holiday songs, and creating one of my own. I also found a clip of Paul McCartney playing Who Wants to be a Millionaire that aired Christmas Eve 2004.
I haven’t even felt like I’ve been inundated with Christmas Music. Mariah’s insipid All I Want For Christmas is You, is once again the Number one song on the Billboard Hot 100, but I haven’t even heard it that much. Maybe I’m doing a better job of tuning it out.
The car companies as usual are running their tone deaf TV ads. Buick has an especially obnoxious one with folks gifting themselves new cars. Great idea in the middle of an economy crushing pandemic.
Maybe I’ll come up with something before Thursday, but right now, I’m tapped out.
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A couple of people asked me if I’d be interested in having my picture taken getting the vaccine in order to promote getting vaccinated. I'm all for the vaccine, and I'll go on record saying that here.
But taking a picture of me getting a shot is not going to help that endeavor, I can tell you that. What the world doesn't need is a picture of Wild Bill getting a shot in his left arm while turning his head all the way to the right. I have nothing against the vaccine, I'm just a complete wimp when it comes to needles. That's why I could never be a smack addict. Closing in on 50, I can tell you I have never done an illegal drug in my life. The closest I've come to illegal drug use is underage drinking, (and the statute of limitations is expired on that-thank you WM legal dept.)
But even if I was so inclined, I couldn't do anything that involves a needle. Forget it. When I get my annual flu shot, I look the other way. About the only time I could tolerate a needle was when I was having my heart issues. Needles don't bother you when your chest feels like an elephant is doing the Macarena on it.
No, someone else is going to have to be the poster child for the COVID-19 vaccine. Someone braver and tougher than yours truly. That shouldn't be too hard to find.
Speaking of freaking out, remember a couple of years ago, I took Timmy to see Wonderama? One of the games they sometimes play is called Snake in a Can. The following story is called Snake in THE Can
SNAKE IN THE CAN:
The Post reported last week that a restaurant worker in Thailand was taking a bathroom when an 8 foot python crashed through the ceiling. It then tried to slither back through the hole it came into.
The worker, 35 year old Nop Powin was interviewed by London's Daily Sun, and provided the Sun with some photos of the incident. How this dude had the presence of mind to take these pics mid-deuce is beyond me. I'd have been out of there with my pants at my ankles.
Last September someone had a peck taken out of his pecker by a python while he was sitting on the toilet, this also happened in Thailand.
I'm not planning any trips to Thailand anytime soon, but if I do, I may have to hold it in for the duration of my stay. Failing that, I'll have to set new speed records for Potty trips. Either way, the simple pleasure of reading on the can is a no-go in Thailand.
FOOTBALL: Can’t Lose for Winning
I’ve been going back and forth on this all day.
I honest to God did not want the Jets to go 0-16. That’s a blemish that doesn’t ever go away. The 1-15 record from 1996 still is a sore spot for me.
But after that monstrosity, Bill Parcells came in and got the Jets to 9-7 the very next year and a shot at the playoffs in the season’s final game. The year after that, they were in the AFC Championship Game.
The so-called light at the end of the tunnel for the Jets had they gone 0-16 was that they could draft Clemson QB Trevor Lawrence who I got to watch carve up my beloved Fighting Irish on Saturday afternoon in the ACC Title game
So because the Jets Despite their best efforts to do otherwise, beat the heavily favored Los Angeles Rams on Sunday, and the Jacksonville Jaguars lost to the Baltimore Ravens, and the Jags have a softer schedule then does the Jets, if the season ended today it would be Jacksonville picking first in the draft and not Gang Green.
The more I thought about it, the more it ate at me. My college team had a chance to run the table and go undefeated, my pro football team had a chance to run the table and go winless and secure the top pick in the draft. And they both spit the bit.
So now, I have to hear about how Norte Dame is overrated, how they inflate their record by playing crappy teams, especially when they no doubt get their doors blown off by Alabama and that scuzzball coach of theirs Nick Saban on New Year's Day.
And the Jets? Well, look, hopefully somehow, someway the Jags can go out and beat the Bears this week, and the Jets lose their next two games and we can get the number 1 pick. The more likely scenario? Jacksonville lays down in their last two games, the Jets come close but lose their last two games, and Trevor Lawrence becomes the hero in Northeast Florida.
It never ends.
All right, sorry again for the delay. Had to get the Jets stuff off my chest. If anyone has any ideas for a Christmas Eve blog, feel free to make suggestions. Otherwise if we don’t post have yourselves a Merry Christmas.
Stay Safe
Hi Everyone:
We're just about halfway through the last month of 2020, believe it or not. So the game plan here is one more WM after this one, then possibly a Christmas Eve special, (if I can come up with a good idea for one) and then the Year in Review, which we may tinker around with this year.
This would have normally been the weekend for Santa-Con, and like many of the Santa-Con's in the past few years, it would have been another abnormally warm December Saturday. How anyone can walk around Manhattan dressed like Santa in 60 degree weather amazes me. I'm sure the multiple libations help, if only psychologically.
But it appears Santa-Con is another victim of COVID-19, obviously about 1000 times less important than most of what else has been lost due to this pandemic. The numbers once again these past couple of weeks have been nothing short of staggering.
After the FDA voted on Friday to authorize the Pfizer vaccine for emergency use, Pfizer announced that the first shipments of the COVID-19 vaccines would be put on trucks at the company's Michigan lab. There is going to be more aerial coverage of those trucks hitting the road than there was of AC Cowlings leading the LAPD on that chase in 1994.
But hopefully these vaccines mark the beginning of the end of this nightmare.
Onto the rest of the news.
END OF THE YEAR AWARDS: Biden/Harris win Time Magazine's People of the Year..
There was a bit of an uproar this week when Time Magazine gave it's Person of the Year to President-Elect Joe Biden and Vice President-Elect Kamala Harris. And it wasn't just coming from those poor souls who still think Donald Trump won on November 3. No, much of it was also coming from those who felt that because of the pandemic, consideration should have been given elsewhere.
Such as to the frontline workers. The nurses and doctors and other medical staff members. Or the food service workers, grocers, anybody who kept things going while the world was shut down.
Or someone like Dr. Anthony Fauci who was the point man on this whole thing, as our nation's infectious disease expert.
Obviously, if I had a vote it would be for the nurses. Especially my favorite nurse, who was on those front lines when things were first really bad.*
I honestly thought that Time almost always gave their person of the year award to whoever won that year's Presidential Election, or in the years where a VP had to take over after the death of a sitting President. Since the first award in 1927, (aviator Charles Lindbergh), that has happened twice. In 1945, Harry Truman won after taking over for a fallen Franklin Roosevelt. In 1963, when Lyndon Johnson took over after the assassination of John F. Kennedy, the award went to Martin Luther King. (LBJ would win it the following year after being re-elected)
But the truth of the matter is, the President-Elect doesn't always win.
1932- Franklin D. Roosevelt
1945 Harry Truman (took office after the death of FDR)
1952- Queen Elizabeth II-who had just become Queen of England-a title she still holds 68 years later.
1956-The Hungarian Freedom Fighter (Dwight Eisenhower would win it in 1959)
1960-US Scientists (JFK would win in 1961)
1963-Martin Luther King (Lyndon Johnson would win it in 1964)
1964-LBJ (see?)
1968-Apollo 8 Astronauts (Richard Nixon would win in in 1972)
1972-Richard Nixon/Henry Kissinger
1976-Jimmy Carter
1980-Ronald Reagan
1984-Peter Ueberroth -who ran the 1984 Summer Olympics in LA and became commissioner of MLB.
1988-The Endangered Earth (George HW Bush would win in 1990)
1992-Bill Clinton
1996-David Ho-a AIDS research pioneer
2000- George W. Bush
2004-George W. Bush
2008- Barack Obama
2012-Barack Obama
2016-Donald Trump
2020 Joe Biden/Kamala Harris
So the last time a new President didn't win Person of the Year was 1988. Every President elected this century has won Person of the Year the year they were elected. I tend to agree with those who say that maybe they could have given this year's award to the frontline workers. But I also can't argue too much with the logic.
COME ON JOIN THE JOYRIDE - Roxette 1990
This story blew my mind.
Two kids from Ozone Park were picked up by the cops on the New Jersey-Delaware border after the older of the two, a 12 year old boy took the family SUV on a joyride.
The 12 year old waited till his mom to take a shower, then, along with his 7 year old female cousin, took his family's Range Rover on a 5 hour joyride.
The kids had made it all the way to Staten Island before the cops began to track them using EZ Pass info. The cops had caught up to them, but when they went to lights and sirens, the boy took off. The cops chose to track the car rather than chase it down.
The gig was up apparently when they 12 year old tried to buy cookies at the Clara Barton Rest Station with his dad's credit card.
How a 12 year old could get out of Queens, never mind all the way to Delaware without getting a scratch on the car is mind-boggling. This really could have been a much more tragic story. Instead it's just a head scratcher. I mean I wouldn't give the little bugger a license now, but can you imagine when he goes for his road test? I mean he drove over 100 miles, one lap around Juniper Valley Park is going to be a breeze for this kid right?
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Last Tuesday marked the 40th anniversary of the murder of John Lennon. I've read a couple of books on the subject the past couple of weeks.
1) December 8, 1980-The Day John Lennon Died-By: Keith Elliot Greenberg:
This book goes into Lennon's killer (whose name I will not mention) activties leading up to december 8, and some of what John and Yoko were doing. But to me the strength of this book is how it describes New York City that night.
Though it was relatively quiet, there were a few things going on. One was the lighting of the Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree. I'm not sure that was as big a deal then as it is now, I'm certain it wasn't the two hour production it is now, but there was a good size crowd for it.
They also talk to current Q-104.3 DJ Ken Dashow, who was a production assistant for a TV show back in 1980. He was driving on Amsterdam Avenue when he saw a large group of people running towards Central Park. He had no idea what was going on till much later.
But my favorite story was what was happening at MSG on 12/8/1980. No Knicks, no Rangers, no St. John's. Nope, that night, the WWF was at the Garden. The Main Event was a tag team title match between Rick Martel/Tony Gurea vs The Wild Samoans. Afa and Sika (Sika= Roman Reigns father).
Martel describes leaving MSG that night and hearing everyone in the street talking about John Lennon. When he got to the Americana Hotel, he saw all the WWF bad guys sitting at the bar watching the news coverage. The McMahon's had a strict rule about the good guys not being seen with the bad guys in public, but with everyone in shock, the rules went out the door. Martel sat next to Afa and Sika, and Afa asked him "Did you hear what happened to John Lennon?"
2) John Lennon 1980- The Last Days in the Life by Kenneth Womack.
As the title suggests, this book goes in depth about John's activities in 1980. But it actually does a nice job of describing John's life from the time he "retired" from the biz in 1975 to care for his son Sean, right up until the night he was killed.
John apparently spent a good amount of time living in Cold Spring Harbor. The book describes how John and his assistant were cruising up and down Jericho Turnpike, when he heard a song on the car radio, a familiar voice. "F-ck a pig! That's Paul!" he yelled as he was listening to McCartney's "Coming Up."
John also rented a sailboat to sail from Newport, RI down to Bermuda. When everyone else got seasick during a storm, John took over and guided the boat. Cool stuff.
The third book I'm reading now is by James Patterson. Called The Last Days of John Lennon. The title is a bit misleading. It pretty much goes through John's entire life, while also going through the life and mindset of his killer. This book was only released last Monday so, I'm about halfway through it. I'll give more of a review when I finish it.
As I've said many times before, I often think of John Lennon's murder as the first big news story I remember. The fact is, that's not really true. What I actually remember was how the murder knocked everything else that was going on in 1980 to the backburner. Remember, we just had an Presidential Election, and that transition was happening. Also, we had the 52 hostages still in Iran, about to spend their 2nd Christmas in captivity. The Russians were still fighting in Afghanistan, there was the solidarity movement in Poland, and we heard about all this night after night.
Until December 9.
It wasn't until years later thanks to You Tube, that I was able to see how Walter Cronkite opened the CBS Evening News on December 9, 1980. "The death of a man who sang and played the guitar overshadows the news from Poland, Iran and Washington tonight." Uncle Walter who was about to retire, and myself who was 7 at the time, were thinking along the same lines.
We always had December 8th off from school because it's a Catholic holy day, so I ended up having lunch at the old Cadallac Restaurant on Queens Blvd on december 8, 1981, with a friend of mine, his grandmother and her friend. The grandmother's friend said she did understand why they "made such a fuss over him." When I repeated that statement to my mother later on that day, well, let's just say, she explained it to me.
With all these TV specials, books and of course with the internet, you can see very clearly why its a big deal and why those of us who were around 40 years ago, and even some of us who weren't are so affected by it. 40 years later, it still resonates.
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It looks like the Mets finally got themselves a GM, and also signed catcher James McCann.
Jared Porter, the assistant GM of the Diamondbacks, was hired to replace Brodie Van Wagenen. He worked with Theo Epstein, both with the Red Sox and the Cubs. He’s young (41) and according to s in sports) I like the connection to Theo and his relative youth. Hopefully he can figure out how to restock the farm system, while Steve Cohen and Sandy Alderson worry about bringing in a couple more free agents.
The signing of McCann, while an upgrade over what we had, isn’t the guy I wanted. I was hoping for JT Realmuto. Rumor has it he wanted no part of the Mets. So he can go kick rocks if that’s the case. If Cohen can make this a model franchise like I’m hoping he can, players will want to come here. And Realmuto will look foolish.
On Sunday our parish put together a Christmas drive by for some folks in our neighborhood. About 50 cars participated and it was a blast. It served a couple of purposes, most importantly, it made us feel we were spreading the Christmas spirit to our neighbors and contributing to society in a positive way.
Also, because it took place from 4 to 6 PM, it made me miss most of that monstrosity in Seattle courtesy of our NY Jets. You know, I said last week I’d rather get blown out than lose how they did to the Raiders. They must have been listening to me.
To my friends who celebrate, a very happy and healthy Chanukah to you.
Everyone else, stay safe, wear a mask
and Have a Great Week
*I used to give out an award called Woman of the Year. When Tara and I started dating in 2004, someone told her about that, and she said to me "Look don't be giving me any awards OK?" So I gave the award that year to Joann Hili and named it the Tara Connors Woman of the Year Award. I did away with it in 2007. The last winner of Woman of the Year? My niece, Becky.
Hey:
Sorry we didn’t publish last week and that we were late this week.
Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving
Gotta start off with the Jets...
So against my better judgement, I watched the Jets-Raiders showdown on Sunday. You all know the dilemma I face with my beloved Gang Green; I can’t watch them and root against them, even though about the only hope they have is to lose out and get the number one pick.
Watching them play the second half on Sunday, I didn’t know what team I was watching. They seemed to run at will on the Raider defense, and while no one would confuse their defense Sunday with the 70’s Steel Curtain, they didn’t look like the matadors they usually look like either. I remarked on social media that if they were going to remain perfectly imperfect they were going to have to pull something special.
Alas, they didn’t disappoint.
The Raiders had 4th and 3 deep in Jets territory and were unable o get the first down, giving the ball back to the Jets with 1:42 left and the Jets up by 4. At that point, I figured all the Jets had to do was run out the clock and we’d have our first victory of the year, against a team with a winning record nonetheless. So I went to the kitchen to have dinner. Figuring even with the win, we still might have a shot at Trevor Lawrence.
Silly me.
For starters the Raiders still had all their timeouts, just one example of which team actually has a coaching staff who knows what they are doing. (More on that to follow) So unless the Jets got themselves a first down, the Raiders could still get the ball back. The way the Jets had been running the ball, I figured they could get at least one first down.
But nothing doing. The Jets went three and out, and punted back to the silver and black. Not a great punt either. Still there was 35 seconds left.
After spiking the ball to stop the clock and an incomplete pass, Raiders QB Derrick Carr put up a wing and a prayer to a wide open Henry Ruggs III for the game winning TD.
And why pray tell, was Mr. Ruggs III wide open? Well remember a paragraph or two back when I discussed how much better coached the Raiders are? Well here is exhibit number 2.
Jet defensive coordinator Gregg Williams decided it would be a great idea to blitz his safeties, instead of what every other coach in football would have done and had the safety guard against the long pass.
Carr described himself as “thankful” when he saw the blitz coming. I bet he was.
I only got to see this monstrosity thanks to the power of the DVR, because I was eating a deliciously cooked dinner while all this was going on. When I was finishing dinner I saw the Raiders celebrating. “I’m not seeing this am I” I asked out loud. Assured that I was, all I could do was shake my head.
I was pissed off. I know I had no right to be, a loss is better in the long run, and shame on me for leaving the TV before the game was over. But still, this was a hard pill to swallow. An old friend of mine from high school (a Steelers fan) took an informal poll asking if us Jets fans were laughing or crying. I told him I’d rather have lost the way the Chargers lost to the Patriots (45-0) than to lose like that.
I’ve heard so may stories about another Jets-Raiders game that took place a little more than 52 years ago. Another game the Jets had in the bag, but blew it at the end. That game took place in Oakland, and nobody in NY got to see the end because at 7PM EST, NBC left the game to show the movie Heidi.
The teams were the same, the location was different and unless you were a dope like me and went to get food, you got to watch the whole debacle.
One other difference: After the Heidi game in 1968, the Jets went on to win the Super Bowl. This year we are hoping to go 0-16 in the hopes of drafting a franchise QB who still might go back to college for another year.
Sad state of affairs.
Then to top it off, I got to watch the Giants, with their backup QB go into Seattle and knock off the heavily favored Seahawks. I mean I have nothing against Big Blue, I think it’s another sign of these crazy times that a team could be 5-7 after 13 weeks and lead their division. It just made the Jets loss sting a bit more.
That said, am I the only one around here who thinks Colt McCoy is an awesome name for a quarterback? Nothing against Daniel Jones, but someone named Daniel Jones should be heading up Joe Biden’s economic team or teaching physics at Harvard.
Colt McCoy? That sounds like someone who should go out and beat the Seahawks, then strap on a holster, pin a badge to his chest, and then go rescue a young lady tied to the railroad tracks.
Enough football.
COVID-19 Swing and a Miss
Last Saturday night/Sunday morning, the NYC Sheriff’s Office shut down a Swingers party at an Astoria nightclub.
Caligula New York, a private social club, was busted with over 80 people in da club, drinking and well, swinging. Indeed, amongst those arrested according to Patch.com were three couples were getting it on in a small room. Presumably nobody was wearing a mask. Hell, it sounds like they weren’t wearing clothes either.
The location does not have a liquor license, hence the violation for booze.
They also had a buffet table there, which I found both disgusting and hilarious.
The Post interviewed one of the patrons who was fined and received a summons for disorderly conduct. She claimed she was only there to dance and listen to the DJ. “There are no other options, you can’t go anywhere.” she told the Post reporter.
Right, the whole pandemic thing.
Going to a swingers club to listen to music sounds an awful lot like the dude who only reads Playboy for the articles and watches porn for the plots and storylines.
With the numbers going back up to where they were when things were really bad back in the late winter/early spring, I really don’t mean to make light of this. I just tended to avoid swinger clubs even when there was no global pandemics going on.
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Channel 11 here in NY shows Barney Miller re-runs on Saturday nights at 8. For my money it’s the best cop show of all time.
This past Saturday, I don’t know if this was planned or if someone had a brainstorm, but they showed an episode that had a kid arrested for selling pot at NYU. The actor playing the pot dealer? None other than David L. Lander, who had passed away the day before at age 73.
Lander, was best known as Andrew “Squiggy” Squiggman from Laverne and Shirley, one half of Lenny and Squiggy, the title characters neighbors in Milwaukee. My all time favorite episode involving Lenny and Squiggy was when the two of them went on The Dating Game, with Jim Lange. The girl asking the questions asked “When you make love, what kind of machine do you think you are” and Squiggy answered “A Lawn Mower” I was about 7 or 8 when I saw that and had no idea about sex, yet that made me laugh so hard. They were a pisser.
RIP.
Monday marks the 79th anniversary of the attack on Pearl Harbor. Let us never forget the brave people we lost that day.
OK, sorry again for the delays on this. Hopefully we’ll have two good posts before Christmas.
Stay Safe, Wear a Mask
and Have a Great Week