Ding Dong Ding Dong It's Beatle George's Birthday

Well, it most certainly will be tomorrow anyway. If he could have lived to tell us about it, the Fab Four's Dark Horse, the young un of the bunch, would have been "When I'm 64" tomorrow. Alas, he's now somewhere "Across the Universe". Hey, Georgie, can anything really "...equal or surpass the Art of Dying"? It's a very cold day. On my way to Pittston I noticed the temperature was a whopping 16 degrees. KrissyKrissyKrissy is back. Little Eddie was a smidge sick. Yesterday & today I got coffee at a certain very famous donut place in West Pittston. This institution has always gotten a well_earned reputation for having a right groovy flair for Java. Lent marches on. St. Joseph's stations of the Cross were at 4:00 yesterday & there was an awfully impressive crowd. One of the library ladies was telling me when I first showed up today that they've always been very strict about how people are expected to behave around here. She said they don't put up with cell phones, blabbermouths etc. I told her that I most certainly wished the Copiague people could be forced to take lessons from them. Duh!&@$# The employees over there are even more obnoxious than the patrons. Well, folks, I reckon it's finally & at last made its inevitable annual appearance, & Beyonce made the cover. Sports Illustrated by now legendary & iconic swimsuit issue. I don't even like sports but great Caesar's ghost we all most certainly know about this issue. Here's the inevitable Wink Wink Nudge Nudge Hint Hint Hubba Hubba.

It's Snowing Out Again

My parents are on their way to N.Y. with Bridget. The weather is getting awfully nauseating with all the snow. There are patches of ice everywhere & snow is piled up in parking lots leaving dangerous blind spots. Last time I checked, KrissyKrissyKrissy hadn't gotten home from work just yet. It's a nice quiet day. The library has been unusually crowded this week. I've still been reading that Dickens book. Lent has started & today is Friday so I'm not allowed to eat meat. the Friday dance will just have to be a little fiber_y.

Cold & Snow

There are flurries so far. Yesterday was over forty degrees. Bridget is having a very nice time. The phone has been ringing constantly lately & I can't stand it. The driveway is a sheet of ice. I can't wait for spring. Hey, I just found a pair of Irish socks & I intend to set them aside for St. Patrick's Day or I just know I'll lose all track of them. I've always been quite notorious, shall we say? for losing stuff, most especially when I either want or need it. Hey get a load of this: Would you believe that Boy Super Genius George has announced that without the help of Yoko Super Genius Ono the Beatles would have been merely mediocre?! That's so ridiculous I'll not even bother to dignify it with the satisfaction of a comment. I also just noticed that Youtube has all sorts of videos of the Fabarinos, including ones where they're jamming with Mrs. Lennon, whose 74th birthday was on Feb. 18.

Ash Wednesday

Today is Ash Wednesday, a day of fast & abstinence. It is the first of the forty days of Lent in the Church's liturgical calendar. Lent is the penitential season leading up to Easter, the most important day in the Church's year. The weather is very nice today, especially compared to how violently out of control it's been lately. The temperature has been as high as forty degrees so far. Bridget is still here having a good time. She has to do homework too, though, so it's not all that much fun. Fran took her out last night. KrissyKrissyKrissy is back in N.Y. for a little while. The Ronald has once again sent us an e mail update so we can keep in touch by way of bad jokes, current events, etc. All is consistently lopsided.

Fat Tuesday Mardi Gras

Today is Fat Tuesday, the eve of Ash Wendesday. AKA Shrove Tuesday or Pancake Day. Of course, as everyone most certainly knows, yesterday was Collop Monday. It's all about the Feast before the Fast. The penitential season of Lent starts tomorrow & these other days are all based on long_standing European traditions. Whoooooa, western culture!

TTFN,UNCLE JOE

My uncle Joe, a veteran of Archie Bunker's War, great_grandfather & all_around family fixture, died on the fifteenth. His funeral was yesterday. What a long, strange trip it's been. Times such as this are sort of like the death knoll for an entire era. It's odd because he's the fifth relative to have died in the past four years. Most of the kinfolk managed to show up. I enjoyed being able to talk with them in person. Seanie K. Jones even commented on my allusions to "Wuthering Heights" in my blog. I wonder if it strikes him as better than John Denver's songs. Bridget will be sticking around for the week. She, Michael & Sam have been doing quite well lately.