It is 7 am. I cannot tell you about the sun and weather yet. It is still dark outside. Pitch black!

I received a message on Facebook this morning from someone in Great Britain. A woman. She told me I would have my next child in February 2012. Interesting. Especially since I am now 74 and for all practical purposes wifeless.

Her prediction can be a sign of good things to happen for me. Or a rediculous disaster at my stage of life.

Yesterday I walked. I continue to be a good boy.

March Madness is upon us! I watched the St. Mary’s/Villanova game. St. Mary’s drubbed the highly touted Villanova.

A month ago I thought Villanova was the best team in the country.

The Big East teams continue to fall. Wow! All season they were represented as the best league in the nation.

Syracuse plays Gonzaga at noon today. My fingers are crossed!

Last night was dinner with Jackie Grimm. Love Jackie! The best! Lovely, sweet, interesting, beautiful. She has it all.

I first met Jackie 12 years ago when I bought my Key West home. She and her husband Roland became friends. We had purchased our Key West homes at about the same time.

Roland unforunately passed away last year. A true loss. He was a good man. I enjoyed his company.

Jackie is allergic to fish. So if we eat out it generally has to be beef. She had never been to The Strip House. So it was there we went.

The food and ambiance were perfect, as expected. The service sucked. What a downer!

It did not ruin our evening. But what occurred could have been avoided.

The negative part of the evening began as soon as we arrived. The hostess wanted to know if we had reservations. Asked with that condescending attitude we have all experienced. No, I said. Knew I did not need one. Though a fine restaurant, The Strip House is never full. Even in season.

I asked for an outside table overlooking the ocean.

The hostess was a mature woman. Stated only for factual representation.

She spent 30 seconds checking her table list. As we stood idly by. Then said she would have to check.

She walked outside. Returned several minutes later and said she could take care of us.

She took us to our table. More than half the outside tables were empty. As I suspected they would be. And remained so the rest of the evening. Only 1 couple came in after we were seated.

That type attitude does not belong in Key West, even at one of its finest restaurants. It does not exist anywhere in Key West! I cannot remember the last time I got that bullshit!

I believe I am one of The Strip Steak’s best customers. I eat there frequently. You can’t beat the food and view!

Now comes the waiter.

A young man with a goatee.

A pompous ass! Condescending also!

It started with the water. Bottled or tapped? Tapped. Tapped? Yes, tapped.

We ordered steaks and 2 sides. Creamed spinach and french fries.

The steaks arrived in due course. Delicious! As expected! The best!

When we were half through the steaks, I asked the waiter if we could have the sides. I received a blank stare in return.

He left. Came back about 5 minutes later to say they would be out shortly.

Shortly was when I was down to my last little piece of steak.

No explanation. No apology. Just left the sides on the table.

It affected neither Jackie nor I. We had fries and creamed spinach AFTER dinner. Like desert.

Jackie wanted salt for her fries. The waiter brought salt and pepper. He made a production out of the fact he had also brought pepper. I wanted to shove the shaker you know where!

We sat a while and talked over coffee.

When we left, more than half the tables outside were still set for diners and had never been utilized. Inside was a bit busier. Busier than normal. About 40 per cent of the tables occupied.

The message for last night is that the hosting/wait staff did not meet up to fine dining standards from my perspective.

Out of a sense of fairness, I must say that I had never seen either the hostess or waiter before. Normally younger ladies host. Always charming. Never an attitude. No problem if no reservation. Happy to have me and my guests. Even let me select my own table.

Dan is the usual waiter. Class. He was not there last night. Perhaps Saturday is his day off, but that does not make sense.

My friend Russ is the Chief Chef. He was not working last night. That affects nothing. The other cook does a superb job also. And as Russ and I discussed at bocce this past week, how can you spoil beef such as his restaurant serves.

Note again, neither Jackie nor I were upset. It did not spoil our evening. In fact, we thought it cute the way we were eating the french fries with our fingers after dinner.

It is now 8 am. The sun is up. Beautiful outside! Looks like a great Key West day in the making.

Enjoy your day!

Looks like a nice Saturday in the making. Temperature to hit 73 degrees.

Radio show yesterday morning. A hit! Great topics. Wonderful comments afterwards. I hope you were able to catch it.

I stopped for a manicure after the show. Needed it. And it is a treat.

The place was packed. Never saw so many women before. Tammy said come back in a half hour.

No problem. I drove over to Borders to read. Everything is close. Key West is an island. Minutes seperate everything.

When I returned, the place was still packed. But Tammy was waiting for me.

Why all the people, I asked. Turns out it was a wedding party. Bride, bridesmaids, mothers, an aunt and little girls. All getting manicures and pedicures.

Some of the women had just come from having their bodies spray painted. The new safe way to tan. So the pedicurists had to be careful. No water above a certrain level of the leg. The ankle, I assume.

I was tired. I got tired during the last 15 minutes of the radio show. Even though I had a big time physical last week which I passed, I still have this tired problem. It comes on with no warning. And remains for several hours. Then it disappears as rapidly as it appeared.

I think it is the pills. I am taking so many since my heart bout in October. I will be back checking with the doctor this week.

I spent the afternoon in bed. I had planned to go to the Sports Page Bar to watch the Syracuse game around 10. Good luck! No way was I going to get out of bed. The tired continued into the evening.

So I watched the Syracuse game from bed. They beat Vermont big time. Were expecrted to, of course. But that means nothing. Remember 5 years ago when Syracuse played Vermont in the opening game also. Syracuse was heavily favored. Vermont destroyed Syracuse.

Now on to Gonzaga at noon on Sunday.

Go Cuse!

I had dinner one evening last week at The Strip Joint. An extremely fine steak house. Part of a New York City chain. The best beef!

Russ, my friend from bocce and Don’s Place, is Chief Chef there.

What a meal! Strip steak, onion rings and creamed spinach. Not the way Mom made it. The way a true New York steak house does!

There was a celebrity in the house at The Strip House. Not me. Jared Fogle.

Who is Jared Fogle? That is the question I asked also. Jared is the guy a couple of years ago who ate nothing but Subway sandwiches and lost over 200 pounds.

I am happy to report he is still thin. I walked by him to see what he was eating. Lobster. A good boy! And still thin!

Time to walk. I even walked yesterday, in spite of being tired. I forced myself to walk 20 minutes immediately after the manicure and before I went home. It was tough!

Enjoy your day!

Good morning world!

Dark outside! Always dark now with the time change. Key West is a bit further west than New York. So dark here in the morning when the sun is coming up in upstate New York, for example.

But our sun shines brighter here. When it does shine! This is the most extended cold spell I have experienced. I have been coming to Key West this time of the year for over 20 years. Never so cold so long.

A big day today! My radio show. I hope you will be able to listen or watch. 10 am. KONK 1500 AM. See and hear on the intrnet at http://www.konkam.com/.

I have a terific show planned. More material than even can be squeezed into one hour. It has been a big week news wise. Especially legal wise.

I started my day yesterday with a walk. I am still in a good health state of mind.

Walked the Atlantic end of Key West. The Southernmost Complex. The concrete pier going out into the ocean. Around Southernmost’s grounds. Then the pool area at the Reach.

Tourists galore! Good for the local economy.

Bikinis, too. A thong here and there. Good for my old eyes!

Then it was to the Coffee and Tea House to read the local Citizen and New York Times.

I realized I needed a manicure. I went. Tammy was not in. I will try her again this morning after the radio show.

My computer has been screwed up for a week. It came down to the AT&T connection. I called them. I went through this last month also.

It took 3 hours of pure frustration to cure the problem. It was their problem.

I learned something though that might be helpful to those of you who use AT&T. Think back when you have had to call them in the past. An technician at the other end takes you through the correction step by step. After almost 3 hours yesterday, I reched a point where the tech and I were not communicating effectively. She then opted to take over my computer. She actually was able to do all the corrections for me herself.

In the future, tell the technician you are inept and ask them to completely take over the process. It is quicker and involves no frustration on your part.

You learned it here!

Bocce last night.

It was raining lightly, very overcast and cold when I left my home in Key Haven. I dressed for the weather. In layers.

Ten minutes later I was driving along the Atlantic and passing the airport when I realized there were no clouds. It had not cleared. I drove into the clear area.

The sun was bright.

The bocce courts were hot. Peope were playing in tee shirts and shorts. I was glad I had layered. I stripped down a bit.

Jules did not bring her sun glasses. No sun when she left her home. Nor did I. We played the first game with the sun in our eyes. Made it a bit difficult on occasion.

We won 2 out of 3 games. Not bad. We played Bat Construction, our old team. The one that traded us away.

Jules and I partnered for the first game. We lost 16-14. Others played the second game and won 16-4. Mike and I were to play the third game. However I thought Jules had played better than me so I suggested she play and I sit out. She did.

My choice was correct. Jules played like a star in the last game. We won 16-3.

Joanie and Michelle also played well last night. They were killers in the second game.

Cheryl and Roger showed up to watch. They have become regulars in the bleacher section. Nice people. Staying at Boyd’s Campgrounds. We are going to have dinner together next week.

It is 7:30 and still dark.

Enjoy your day!

I got up early yesterday morning. To play golf an hour earlier than normal. I was up at 5. That hour coupled with the new time change meant I was really up at 4.

I need an hour plus to do this blog in the morning. Then breakfast, shower and the like. I tend to generally move slowly in the morning.

We were to tee off at 8:15. My partner Rob telephoned at 7:30 to say we were not playing. Too much rain. Weather report said the rain was going to continue throughout the day.

I looked out the window. It was raining! And it did continue to rain till late afternoon.

I was all dressed with no place to go.

I have returned to walking since monday. I used to walk an hour a day every day. Then I stopped about a year ago.

In the past 5 months I have been into good health. No drinking, no smoking and lost 30 pounds by dieting. But no exercise.

My doctor and I agreed monday it was time to start again. Slowly, but lets begin. She suggested 10 minutes to begin. I like to jump start. So it was 20 minutes tuesday.

In spite of the rain, I had to walk yesterday. Only day 2. It would have been bad not to continue.

I do not walk in the rain. Know no one who does. Unless they want to experience a poetic day by walking in the rain on a beach.

So I went over to Home Depot. A big place. Inside. Wide aisles. I walked 20 minutes in Home Depot. One time around up and down each aisle is 20 minutes.

A good boy was I!

Then it was to the Coffee and Tea House on Duval. New York Times time!

I am especially interested in the editorial pages. Sometime good, sometime bad. Yesterday was a not so good day. In spite of columns by Maureen Dowd and Tom Friedman, two of my favorite political pundits.

Last night was Aqua time for cocktails. Diet Pepsi for me.

Bobby Nesbitt!

I had a reservation at La Tratoria afterwards for dinner. I never made it.

As I was sitting enjoying Bobby, I suddenly started feeling poorly. Chilled. I knew I was coming down with something. Probably whatever Robert had while I babysat him for 2 days.

So I cancelled La Trattoria and went home.

My body ached. My stomach was fine. I was hungry.

The cupbpoard was bare at home.

As I drove down the boulevard, there was that clown figure on stilts gyrating with a Dominos sign. $5 for a pizza! That was to be my dinner!

I pulled into the K Mart Shopping Center and Dominos. I had never been to Dominos before. Frankly, I am not a big pizza eater.

I was impressed with Dominos! What a business! A small store. Nine employees. Yes, 9! Two making pizzas, two on the telephones taking orders, 1 delivery person and 4 handling the customers.

Busy! I was there less than 5 minutes and 8 people came in.

The pizza was delicious! I had 2 slices at home. Then to bed. Still had the chills.

I feel good this morning. Thank you for asking.

Bocce tonight.

We have a good team. You will recall that 6 of us were traded to a different team, the Donkeys. There are 6 players who have been with the Donkeys for years. We have to learn how to play together. Also, it would be nice to play against a team for once that is not just a sliver better than us on a particular evening. Everyone seems to play their best games against us. While we are playing terrific all the time!

Tomorrow morning is The Key West Lou Legal Hour. Please join me. 10 am. KONK 1500 AM radio. See and hear me on the internet at www.konkam.com.

Tomorrow’s show will include an introductory piece on opening the doors to the Key West Police Station, Massachusetts’ weird dumb laws, the United States Supreme Court and clean drinking water, the FBI and Facebook, My Space and Twitter, Harry Truman and Paul Revere’s “…listen my children and you shall hear of the midnight ride of Paul Revere.”

Enjoy your day!

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

A big time in Key West!

Streets closed off. Green beer. The Irish bars crazy.

My day will be quiet. Golf this morning. Rest this afternoon. Downtown tonight. My St. Patrick’s Day will be whatever I see this evening.

Yesterday I babysat again. Robert was better. However Lisa wanted to be sure. So she kept him home another day.

We played together a bit. Checkers. Then chess. He is trying to teach me chess. Imagine! A 5 year old teaching a 74 year old!

He spent most of the day playing. I worked on friday’s radio show. Added some Truman, Paul Revere, the FBI and Virginia Thomas to the agenda. All in all, it should be an interesting show. Listen in. KONK 1500 AM. See me in person on the internet at http://www.konkam.com/.

I received an e mail from Larry Govendo yesterday. Larry is from Syracuse. I met him a couple of weeks ago while watching Syracuse basketball at the Sports Page Bar. Larry was vacationing in Key West at the time.

The Sports Page has several college flags hanging from its ceiling. No Syracuse flag. Larry wrote and asked that if he sent one down to me, would I see that it was hung at the Sports Page Bar. Of course! I am embarassed I never thought of it.

Go Larry!

Donna Barnett and Terri White telephoned. Love them! They will be in Key West for Passover and will be staying at my home for about 5 days. What could be better!

Robert and I took a walk to the ice cream stand in the afternoon. His school was just getting out. A couple of his classmates came over to sit with us while we were downing the ice cream. A boy and a girl. Both 5. The socialization was impressive. These kids communicated like adults. And only 5 years old!

Last night it was dinner at the bar at Outbacks. Then to the movies. Saw Green Zone with Mark Damon. An Iraqi war movie concerning the search for weapons of mass destruction. An OK movie.

I am up unusually early this morning. I am playing golf earlier than normal. At 8:15. Between the change in time and getting up an hour earlier, I will really be tired afterwards.

Enjoy your day!

Yesterday started with an early morning appointment with my doctor. My annual physical.

After being prodded for a couple of hours, I hurried over to Lisa’s. Babysitting time! Robert under the weather.

Robert slept most of the day. I watched TV and read.

Lunch was the big event. Robert wanted macaroni and cheese. The All American kids dish!

I cooked and we both ate. It was good! We both enjoyed!

I decided to stay in last night. Glad I did. Caught a terrific old movie. Boom Town. With Clark Gable, Claudette Colbert, Spencer Tracey and Hedy Lamarr. Yes, the Hedy Lamarr I wrote about a few days ago.

Then when I woke this morning, I lucked out again. The TV had been on all night. There was Mario Lanza in Caruso! With Ann Blyth. A wow film! Such singing! Such a voice!

Mario Lanza was a movie star in my youth. He played in many musicals. I have a distinct recollection of him.

Enrico Caruso, also. But in a different fashion.

My grandfather Louis, after whom I am proudly named, had a phonograph player in his living room. It was a large floor model. To operate it, one had to hand crank the box.

My grandfather had Caruso records. I used to play them.

Nostalgia is wonderful! The memories good!

Betwen dinner and bed last night, I worked on this friday’s radio show. There will be some femaleless Olympic history, President Garfield’s assasination, the locked door at the Key West Police Station, and weird dumb laws. This time Massachusetts. Friday at 10 am. KONK 1500 AM. On the internet at www.konkam.com.

My last communication with a human voice last night was Lisa. Robert still sick. I am babysitting again today.

Enjoy your day! I will mine. There is nothing more pleasant than viewing one’s grandson safely asleep on the sofa.

This time change is a pain!

I am like a little kid. It takes me forever to adjust.

I am up early because I have to babysit. Robert is sick.

Remember the woman who lost her purse Saturday night. Screwed up the evening. We spent time outside, not inside, the Key West Police Station. Then the many telephone calls to the credit card companies and banks.

My friend telephoned me yesterday morning. Turns out she did not lose her purse nor was it stolen. She had just found it. On a kitchen chair.

A simple error. It happens. At least I discovered the Police Station problem. If Pope John could open the doors to the Church, Chief Lee can open the doors to the Police Station!

Yesterday was Sunday.

It was a nice day. Warm. Mid to high 70s. A bit of a chill however off the ocean.

I decided to do something different. My friends Mike and Tina from Hartford, soon to live in Tokyo, had told me about a walk they took. On a part of the old Seven Mile Bridge. I figured, let me give it a try.

I put the top down on the convertible and drove the roughly 50 miles to the bridge. A refreshing drive!

The old part of the bridge is only 3 miles long. The part that can be walked on. It runs parallel to the new bridge. About 300 feet separate the two.

Entrance to the old bridge is at the northern end. There is a State maintained parking area there also.

I walked about 2 miles each way. A lot of people. Though not so many that it was crowded. I was about 50 feet above the water. There were boats below me fishing.

The new bridge portion with the cars driving over it was interesting. They were no bother. Although the cars were moving along at 50 plus miles per hour, it appeared as if they were floating slowly across the bridge. And no noise could be heard.

It was a pleasant contemplative type walk.

My goal was to stop at Boondocks on the way back for a late lunch. The place was packed. Never saw so many cars. They extended about a half mile in each direction.

Something was going on.

I drove through close to the building. There outside was my buddy Howard Livingston and his band Mile Marker 21 playing. I could hear Howard singing….I’m living on Key West time! He is!

Anyhow…..there was no where to park and I figured it would take foreveer to get served. So I drove on.

My stop for lunch was the Shrimp Shack on Stock Island. Sat outside. The place has grown. Many more tables.

I bought the Key West Citizen to read. Enjoyed fish and chips. And the view! All the shrimp boats in for the day. The docked shrimp boats were within 20 feet of me.

Dinner last night was with Lisa and the family. Robert was already sick. That is when I got my marching ordrs for today. He had a fever and was coughing.

Two big deals last night!

The first was the selections and rankings for the big tournament which starts this week. Syracuse was selected as the number 1 seed in the West. Good! I suspect we just made it. Although Syracuse finished 28-4, it lost its last 2 games.

Whatever. We are there. And the next 4 weeks is going to be crazy basketball time!

There is a new miniseries. The Pacific. Twelve weekly one hour shows. Sundays at 9. Steven Spielberg and Tom Hanks producing. Last night was the first show.

I watched.

I am a World War II freak. I have read so many books on the event. I think the reason it piques my interest so much is that I lived through the era. I was 6 years old when it started and 10 when it concluded. My memories are vivid.

The show was only so so last night. Perhaps because it was the beginning. Characters have to be introduced and established.

In any event, I shall watch it every Sunday till it is finished.

Solares Hill is a local weekly newspaper. It is published on Sunday and is delivered with the Sunday edition of the Key West Citizen. The main article on page 1 yesterday concerned the Key West Cemetery stone imprinted…..I Told You I Was Sick.

I have spoken of it many times. But have never actually seen it.

Turns out it is not by or sitting over an old man. It was said by a woman and in recent times, not old.

She is Mrs. J. P. Roberts. The stone only reflects her name, not gender, however…..B. P. Roberts. She died in 1979.

Obviously she was not properly diagnosed!

I am off to babysit Robert.

Enjoy your day!

Crazy day yesterday.

I was at Borders starting a new book. Actually several. I am not sure what I will be getting into next.

There was an attractive middle aged woman standing near the shelf holding The Shack. She was looking at the book immediately next to The Shack. I said to her she should read The Shack…..I had just finished it yesterday and it was one of the best books I had ever read. She said she had read it 2 years ago. She was so taken by the book that she bought 25 copies and sent it to friends.

Enough said about The Shack.

Then to Lisa’s. Grandkid time. Robert and Ally were fun. They had all kinds of toys on the living room floor. The place was a mess!

Both were excited. Their school Montessori was having a pajama party from 5 to 9 in the evening. Games, food and a movie. The purpose was to give parents a chance to go out to dinner without their children. A parents night out!

Later at the Coffee House I met an old friend. We chatted a bit. Decided to have dinner together last night.

When I picked her up she advised that she had just discovered her purse was missing. She thought she had left it at the Coffee House. It contained cash, credit cards and her driver’s license. No problem. People are basically honest I said. We went to the Coffee House to retrieve her purse.

No purse. My people judgment was wrong.

We went to the Key West Police Station to report the theft.

An experience.

I had never been to the police station before. It is the new one on the boulevard just before old town. A lovely building. From the outside. We could not get in. It was 7:15 in the evening and the doors were locked. In order to report something or get help one must use an outside telephone. You call in and report your problem. Then you wait. Outside. Till someone shows up.

Twenty minutes later a police car arrived. The police officer took the information. Outside. He was professional and a gentleman. But everything took place outside.

There was another couple when we arrived. They had been waiting a while already. They were tourists. Their first night in town. They found this locked police station, wait outside thing strange also.

Note that when the police officer is taking information, everyone else can hear what is said. Social Security number, phone numbers, home address and the like.

I have never known a police station that I could not walk into at any time of the day or night. And I have walked into a few. I am a retired attorney.

Respectfully, this scenerio is a disaster waiting to occur. A crime is going to happen to someone waiting outside the locked police depoartment door. Or some person is going to hear information they should not and do evil to another person later on. I see liability problems all over the place.

To Chief Lee and the Police Department I say…..Open the doors!

First things first when a purse is lost. After reporting to the police, there are the many calls to the credit card people, the cell phone company and the like. It screws up the evening. But has to be done.

That was my evening last night. Different. A bit of a pain. Interesting, however.

Tonight at 6, the rankings for the big tournament will be announced. I fear Syracuse will not be a #1 seed. The Georgetown victory this week in the Big East might have knocked them down a peg to a #2. We shall see.

It is Sunday! Enjoy the day!

Good morning world!

Great radio show yesterday!

One of the stories told involved patents, censorship and Hedy Lamarr.

Lamarr was an old time movie star. From the 1930s through the early 1950s. A beauty. You may remember her from Cecil B. DeMille’s epic film Samson and Deliah. She cut off Samson’s hair thus taking all his physical power from him.

Part of Hedy Lamarr’s history involved her marriage in the 1930s to a Fritz Mandel. He was a munitions manufaturer, a Nazi and a control freak. Hedy was a Jew.

Her escape from him and Germany to the United States is a wild story. It involves two escape attempts.

The first had her hiding in a brothel in Austria. Fritz and his henchmen were searching the brothel room by room. Hedy actually did a trick to fool Frtiz into thinking she was one of the prostitutes. It did not work.

Her second attempt was when she drugged her guard/maid and went out the second story window. This escape worked.

An interesting story.

Oh, by the way. Hedy Lamarr invented something that had to do with war products. Spread spectrum technology. It was used for the first time by the United States during the Cuban missle crisis. Part of our Key West history. Today her invention is an integral part of cell phone systems and satellite encryption, whaever that is.

The patent was involved with her invention.

The censorship issue arose early in her movie career. She starred in a 1933 Czech film called Ectasy. There was a nude scene. Her butt and a part of her breasts were shown.

It was the first film ever with a nude scene.

The Pope went crazy. He condemned the film and forbad Catholics from seeing it. The film was banned in the United States.

After the radio show, I did my usual thing. First the Coffee House. Read the New York Times. Then to Borders to finish The Shack.

I did finish The Shack.

Without question, it is one of the finest books I have ever read. Tops in composition and substance. Moving. Unbelievable. Believable.

I did not like the ending. The last 20 pages. Such is a personal preference. It does not take away from the ovrall quality of the book.

Read The Shack if you have a chance. You will enjoy it. You will be moved by it.

Key West is really packed with visitors!

Tourists, including college students.

I went to Hogfish for dinner last night. I could not even get a seat at the bar. So I headed over to TGIF. The bar is always empty. Not last night. I ended up sitting at a table all alone.

Ryno predicted a cold wave and a bad storm for last night. The cold wave has returned. It is damp chilly this morning. But the bad rainstorm with thunder and lightning did not occur. It merely rained lightly off and on last night and during the night.

Ryno, you are a good man! A terrific radio engineer! However…..a questionable meteorologist. Nevertheless (a legal word) thank you for the warning. If you had been correct, we would all have been better for it.

Today I must see the grandkids. It has been a few days. I miss them.

Enjoy your day!

It is the middle of the night and I am awake.

Maybe it is because of bocce. We lost all 3 games.

We did not play badly. We actually played well. The other team just played a wee bit better.

So as there will be no misunderstanding, bocce has nothing to do with my being awake. I simply woke and cannot fall back to sleep.

Today is friday. Radio time!

The Key West Lou Legal Hour.

10 am.

Listen in. KONK 1500 AM. You can see as well as listen on the internet. http://www.konkam.com/. Call in with questions and comments. 305-294-2769.

Great show today! An interesting follow up on the lady who drove while shaving her privates and had an accident, Supreme Court criticism, whistle blowing, Hedy Lamarr, Nevada weird dumb laws and more.

I spent yesterday working on the radsio show and just plain working. Never left the house till bocce last night.

My widow neighbor brought me over some food. Home made chili. I rarely eat chili. I devoured hers. Tasted good.

Later at bocce I had the worst heartburn. Jules told me it was the chili.

That’s it for the chili!

Ryno is a knowledgable person. How mentally far reaching I did not know. My familiarity with him makes me aware he is a radio guru. Knows everything about running a radio station.

Turns out Ryno is also a meteorologist of sorts.

He warns in Facebook this morning of an impending storm.

He says a cold front moving in. Been a long time since we had one! Ho ho!

It will hit tonight or tomorrow morning. It will be accompanied with blinding rain and lightning. And wind gusts of 45-55 miles per hour.

Something is screwed up somewhere!

Remember again to listen and watch my radio show this morning.

Enjoy your day!