Archive for July, 2007

Rambling, ADD Tuesday

I am a bad, horrible person.  I just am. 

I knew something was up with Robin Roberts.  I’m a pretty loyal GMA watcher while I’m getting ready in the mornings.  I got hooked on that whiter than white bunch while I was home, in between jobs.  Chris Cuomo is just too dang cute for words. 

Robin was MIA for a bit and something in the way Diane said she was “on assignment” just didn’t fly with me.  When she first came back (this is why I feel so bad) her eyes were puffy and because I’m so smart and know everything, I said out loud (the the snoring Mr. Smiff) “She had her eyes done!” 

I do feel bad cause I like Robin.  I say that like I’ve known her forever.  Remember when she did weekend sports on Channel 4 in the 80’s?

Yay! McCeemy’s back on American soil.

Yay! I am having lunch with the Gentleman Formerly Known As My Boss tomorrow!  The best boss evah.

I’d like very much to have lunch with my Shishter sometime in the next decade.

#2 is reportedly having a blast with his cousins in Knoxville.  I wonder if my sister has begun drinking heavily?  I asked #2 on the phone yesterday if he was having fun with Payton and Hannah and in his direct, from the hip, #2 style he said “That’s what I’m here for.”  Duh.

You need to read my pal Chris in Texas’ new and improved blog.

I love the smell and flavor of pickles, however, I do not like to bite into them.  What is up with that?

I have a new job.  I’m in the same office, just handling different duties.  I think this is going to be a perfect fit for me and will help me a ton when I get in school.  Take it from your Sista…you do not want to get any form of Hepatitis or any tick-borne illness.  Trust me on this one.  Wash your hands and use your repellent with DEET when you go outside.  I don’t have either of these types of illnesses, but, I’m dealing with them on a daily basis now.  Shigella and MRSA  are some other things you don’t want neither.

It’s no wonder I’m anemic.  I mean, it’s just no wonder.  If they start letting people have elective hysterectomies, count me in. I’m over this.  This is the part about being a female I hate and I don’t feel like turning flips like Cathy Rigby used to do nor do I feel fresh.  I ache from head to toe right now.   Poor Mr. Smiff.  They need to put something about that time of the month in marriage vows. 

What?

Nobody took the towels out of the dryer.  You just can’t get good help anymore.

The Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy

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The framed photograph hung in my childhood home as far as I can remember.  I’m not even sure when it was taken, but, it appeared to be in a recording studio.  It now hangs in my sister’s home. The first thing I always noticed when I’d look at it was the piano keys at the bottom whereas my sister noticed something on the buttons on his jacket that looked like a face.  I never noticed that before.

I have the little trumpet he’s playing in the picture.  The Manchild drew on Sandra’s brand new walls with the mouthpiece on the big trumpet when she had lived in her house about 5 minutes.  He was about 3.  “Look!  Circles!”  Heh.

 Dad’s trumpet is also in my sister’s home.  I was trying to create an artsy fartsy moment with Dad’s picture and his trumpet.

Dad was a decent trumpet player.  He was in the San Antonio Junior Orchestra when he was a teenager.  His original aspiration was to be a Benny Goodman or Glenn Miller.  He often played his trumpet at church.  The town_hall_party.jpgneighbors in Hallbrook remember many New Years Eves when he would play Auld Lang Syne at midnight on the front porch.  The 4th of July he would play something patriotic.  He often woke us in the morning playing Revelry.  I didn’t like that too much. 

In Memory

RIP Tom Snyder

I bet there weren’t many kids at Lipscomb Elementary School who had any clue who Tom Snyder was. Murrey Gropp did, but, I doubt many others did. My mother was a night owl and watched Tom just about every night.

Tom died today of leukemia.  Tom did John Lennon’s last televised interview and U2’s first US television appearance.  Tom was a great tv personality with a cool style.   We’ll probably never see the likes of him again.

The Kid’s Got Talent

paytons-talent.jpgThis is my nephew performing a talent gifted upon multiple generations of Collie’s.  Pretty impressive, huh?  We’ve got ’em all in my family tree….Broadway stars, former college, sought after football players, highly educated, succesful  family members with varying degrees, pioneering Country Music DJ’s…and this.

This trick here….how I wish I had film of the time my father demonstrated this on live television in Houston, Texas in the 1950’s.  For real…he was demonstrating for the Houston viewing area this highly challenging skill that he and his sister used to do and whilst putting legs behind his head, he cut one on live tv. 

If this film/kinescope was still around, it would be fodder for one of those bloopers shows. 

The truck belongs to Dierks Bentley.  The cones were set up by Bobo and the Manchild.  Seems Dierks parked in dierks-truck.jpgLittle Jimmy Dickens’ parking spot at the Opry the other night.

One of these days, I will meet Dierks. tara-dierks.jpg 

The Opry performance airs tonight (Saturday) on GAC and tomorrow. 

Smiff and Stubbs

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When it comes to country dj types, I’m somewhat snobby about who is good and who I think isn’t.  I think I have every right to be that-a-way. 

Eddie Stubbs is a one of a kind.  I am not alone  in that thought.  He’s a young guy with an old soul.  I hate, hate, hate, that my Dad died before Eddie moved to town.  They would have been great buddies.  Eddie reveres the Old Man and is pretty honored to share the same birthday, November 25, as Biff. 

The first time I ever saw Eddie was before he was in Nashville.  We were at the IBMA awards in Owensboro in 1994.  Eddie came out to give an award for something and I leaned over to Mr. Smiff and said “Boy, he has a nice voice.  He should be in radio.”  Mr. Smiff sorta went “Duh!”  

Everybody should have one of these Stubbs shirts.  You can get one of these shirts from here

Thing that amazes me about this picture…Eddie is a rather tall feller.  I guess he and Mr. Smiff are about the same height.  I have on a wedge heel in this picture and I still look very short.