Last night at 10 PM Rich, Jenni and I went to Clowes Hall at Butler to see George Carlin in "Concert." As could be predicted the steam of humor and data came so quick and from so many categories that much of it is hard to remember. There were moments that weren't as good there were moments that were amazing. The observations as almost always obvious and yet unique, George is a trained and practiced observer of the absurd and accepted behavior in our lives, and make you aware of how much you don't usually see or just automatically accept. Much of what he says you just have to agree with on some level, but there is also the need to amuse so he too enhances the odd, or often limits the bigger picture to a smaller window for the gag. Prior to the Comedian there was the folk-singer, Vance Gilbert on an acoustic guitar with several poignant and amusing songs. I didn't realize at the time that I already had one of his songs in my i-Tunes, from the Philo Records "Philo So Far... The 20th Anniversary Folk Sampler" compilation CD. The evening was a smashing success and when we got home I went to i-Tunes and purchased two more of Vance Gilbert's albums.
Chuck Pace © 2007
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The Spot Was Clearly Marked. Chuck Pace © 2007
The skies never opened up. The rains failed to come. The day turned to night and Heroes was back on TV. There were people out at the Chatterbox being insensitive to each other and their fellow denizens of the night air. There were beer fouls and faux pas and general mischievous, but the truck was out of the shop and running like a new calf wanting to kick up heals and enjoy life. A carburetor was misshipped and shipped and finally installed and tuned, and the circle was reconnected. John David was out in the Tylenol Tube Van, Mel was back from her reenactment adventures and nobody died (for very long anyway) and the fight was taken to the front, and the cavalry arrived and saved the day right on schedule. Jack and Joan were conspicuous, Travis and Liz were conspicuously absent. Kay came to the box and nobody got juiced, Glen Bucy spent a quite moment or two in the Circle City before todays flight to England to see Shannon and Michael Brown, and the ACLU tells us its illegal to Trust in God, at least in public view or on our license plates, and the day is going to be sunny-cloudy and mild.
Chuck Pace © 2007
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The Receiving Line? Matt hopes they enjoy the Chafing Dish. Chuck Pace © 2007
The all vendor spring demo is over, the Canon specific demo is in the offing. This weekend was the absolutely worst weather for a demo, the skies were azure and cloudless, the temperatures were in the 70's and the camera geeks and buyers were smitten with springs blush. Sure there were a few takers, but many more avoided the downtown proper because of the umptenth annual firefighters convention downtown and throughout our fair micro-metropolis. I worked saturday and was busy with as much infrastructure and camera sensor cleanings as I was with sales. There is not as much room up front for an all out rep assault as there was in the old configuration, but those who could horn in got theirs.
Sunday was a stunner. What a dish Mother Nature gave us. Jenni and I worked in the yard for over an hour then I grabbed a book (Next, by Michael Crichton) and spent a little more time with the lovely weather before it was time to shower and then hit the bowling alley for the "Nothing Better To Do" Finale. Team "Mel 'N' Them went in two behind the 6th place team and two in front of the 8th team firmly in 7th we won 4 points and lost four points and most likely stayed 7th. Jenni subbed for Wil/Mel and David , Rich and I rounded out the evenings adventure.

This morning I grabbed a few shots of the Apple Blossoms in bloom in the back yard, and of course had the song "Cherry Pink and Apple Blossom White"by The Harmonicats playing in my head the entire time, it was and is lovely like the day before and behind us. Enjoy.
Chuck Pace © 2007
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I was thinking last week, after the failures of Comcast and their ways that perhaps I should only post when I have something important, or witty or at the least interesting to say. But then who is to be the judge? Would I ever need (I don't need now) crack wise again on the web of world wideness? Would the absence be bearable or barely noticed. Being without internet access for roughly 7 days at the palatial World Headquarters left a far smaller hole in the whole of my existence than one (and all) might think. I didn't get more interesting or less so (well maybe less so to my faithful readers), taller or better looking, richer or better as a bowler. I didn't matter any more than before, which wasn't much to begin with, or any less. Schools still failed to teach humanity, civility and morality. Psychos and politicians still killed, kidnapped, coerced and corrupted society at all levels. Religious ideology and zealotry still called for the exterminations or assimilation of differing viewpoints. Love went on triumphing and failing, hearts were mended and broken. Nature took her course and paltry man was blamed for weather wether appropriate or not.
All in all a known inhabited planet rotated around a G class star in a spiral arm of a galaxy, in another spiral arm of a universe in a vast cosmos, and I should be getting a 6 day credit from the cable company for the lack of access to web mail and the ability to see the tide reports in Sri Lanka if I so desire.
So nothing has changed. I have failed no-one, championed no causes or caused no champions.
Square One.
Chuck Pace © 2007
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I sat here to come up with a social commentary or an observation on the way things are as opposed to how they should be. But I find I have nothing to say. I am thoughtless. Or at least I can not put a cohesive string of thought here to make said commentary at this time. I could talk about how things are progressing at work, or how the bowling leagues are winding down and summer is just around the corner. Obvious and uninteresting stuff. But I really have nothing of value to add at this time. I apologize for the let down, and I will endeavor to be interesting in the future.
Pointless thread possibilities:
I mowed the yard for the first time...
I took the car through the car-wash the other day...
My shelf making project backfired and I need to de-construct and reconstruct...
One day looks and seems like any other in an endless stream of pattern and routine...
What is inspiration, and how do you get it, keep it, use it?
If you're rescuing me, who's rescuing you?
Is there nothing I can say 
Nothing I can do 
To change your mind 
I'm so in love with you 
You're too deep in 
You can't get out 
You're just a poor girl in a rich man's house 
Yeah, baby, I'm crying over you 

Don't you know promises were never made to keep? 
Just like the night, dissolve in sleep 
I'll be your savior, steadfast and true 
I'll come to your emotional rescue 
I'll come to your emotional rescue 

Yeah, the other night, crying 
Crying baby, yeah I'm crying 
Yeah I'm like a child baby 
I'm like a child baby 
Child yeah, I'm like a child, like a child 
Like a child 

You think you're one of a special breed 
You think that you're his pet Pekinese 
I'll be your savior, steadfast and true 
I'll come to your emotional rescue 
I'll come to your emotional rescue 

I was dreaming last night 
Last night I was dreaming 
How you'd be mine, but I was crying 
Like a child, yeah, I was crying 
Crying like a child 
You will be mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, all mine 
You could be mine, could be mine 
Be mine, all mine 

I come to you, so silent in the night 
So stealthy, so animal quiet 
I'll be your savior, steadfast and true 
I'll come to your emotional rescue 
I'll come to your emotional rescue 

Yeah, you should be mine, mine, whew 
Yes, you could be mine 
Tonight and every night 
I will be your knight in shining armour 
Coming to your emotional rescue 
You will be mine, you will be mine, all mine 
You will be mine, you will be mine, all mine 
I will be your knight in shining armour 
Riding across the desert with a fine Arab charger
Snort that Keith.
Chuck Pace © 2007
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The Bristol Goon Squad, Chuck Pace © 2007
I know the picture has nothing to do with todays post. But last night I intended to use it this morning, and I don't have time for anything different. So here is an odd unrelated image.
Sometimes the bear gets you.That's what happened to Jenni and I this morning. I was talking to Meredith on the phone just after midnight and told her I was very tired and needed to sleep. Well I was serious. I slept. Through my three different alarms and all of Jenni's too. Being a light sleeper most of the time, this came as a completer surprise, as did 7:13 AM which is usually about the time I am leaving.
Chuck Pace © 2007
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With spring break over maybe we can get back to spring like weather. It's been too cold. Passover and Easter have come and gone and there is only Dyngus day left to mark their passage. If you are a Chatterbox regular (and who isn't) then you know that tonight is the ump-twentieth annual End of Lent celebration with "Polkamotion and Bobby Slovak." I've attended many of these Dyngus Events, and will be bowing out this year due to the unseasonably cold weather. Rich and I feel that the best way to hear Polkamotion is outside on the Patio with traffic and street noise in the foreground and Polka through the open Chatterbox door. Alas the weather says stay in instead of stay out. Another reason to hurry home is that I've been building more shelves to house my ample media collection. In fact I was diligently at work on these last evening at 6:50 when Mel called from the Sport Bowl and invited me to sub for Will Andrichik for the second and third games (since I had to be there ready to bowl in 15 minutes I had to forgo the first game). I was reluctant at first since on Friday I did not bowl well at all, and assisted in taking our next to last place team back to the terminating spot for that leagues final week, but I bowled better on Sunday night in the two games and even managed to hit average on the first one. We won all three and might have moved up another position. Such is the advantage of having me as a occasional member as opposed to a regular one. David Andichik bowled like a man possessed (of his bowling faculties) with a 198, and two 188's for a 574 series and is the primary reason we won all, Mel had a couple of very good games, and Rich finished strong with his best effort of the night. I sort of fizzled like a 25¢ sparkler. Then it was home to look for that old boxed set of NYPD Blue, I couldn't find it, buried under all the bling and crap in the media-room/world headquarters, thus the shelving projects.
Well, I'm off to see the wizard. Another day to get used to the new lay-out and to try to find all the accessories that were boxed away when we were disassembling the retail venture for the upgrade. Have a great Dyngus day, now lets get back to a spring like spring please.
Chuck Pace © 2007
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What? The guy takes 4 days off from posting and this is it? A lousy bowling update and obscure polish after Easter holiday mention? Where do I go to cancel my subscribtion? Who's in charge here? I want my money back, I want my records back, I never said I wanted to

This would indeed be a perfect time to be on spring break in some more temperate climes. Its is brutally cold with the wind chill this morning. I had a fitful nights sleeping exercise, awoke several times throughout the night and finally succumbed to wakefulness at 5:00 this morning. After doing my mornings duties I took Charlie out to do his, I had a hoodie on and had to pull the draw strings tight to keep the whipping wind from chilling me like a danish ham. I don't get the sleep problems? Well I often get the sleep problems, what I mean is I don't understand why I failed to find restful repose last night because I've had a couple of restless nights prior, and expected to sleep the sleep of the dead.
Yesterday after work Phil, Rita and I went the newly opened "American Super Heroes Museum" at 20 W.
Louisiana St. behind the Red Eye and about 150 feet from the store. It was interesting to see all the memorabilia from the 30's to today on Superman and Batman, and Dane Nash the owner, tells us that he only has 70% of his Superman stuff in place right now, and even less of his Batman stuff out. Dane also told us that soon there will be a "Grand event" with a Batmobile, and the Batboat coming to the museum for permanent residence. The streets will be blocked and the Car and Boat actually have to be brought in through the windows out front because they wont fit through the doors. We saw the Bat Cave in the process of being painted and have vowed to return to the scene of the crime when the caped crusader's conveyances are inshrined. It was a fun journey, and well worth the $5 pittance but I was hoping for some of Stan Lee's Marvel magic too, as I am a far bigger fan of those comics than the DC stuff, still I will return from time to time as the collection grows and the attractions are added.
Chuck Pace © 2007
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Portion Control? Time for a Media diet? Chuck Pace © 2007
It seems that everything is in turmoil. Is it just the weather? The season? Is it just me? I don't know. There is the store and the renovation there and the finding order and inventory, this will probably take months to shake out to a true working system. Then there is the "project" I started for myself after work on Saturday. I bought some wood and built cheap, basic shelves to bring order to the media in the den (aka World HQ), being a little under the weather still it has been done in pieces, and left hanging a lot. There is a lot to hang. Doing it over time is frustrating for an instant gratification guru such as I. But if I worked on this "project continuously for 48 hours I doubt that I'd reach a satisfying conclusion. Prior to this re-org here at home, every new CD or DVD I bought would end up stacked on piles around the already full shelves. Well the new space system is holding all the DVD's (with room for maybe a dozen more) and on the two bottom shelves my CD's from a to middle of the D's (the break is at Dylan which starts on older shelves on the opposite wall). I've been alphabetically incorporating the stacked CD's with the already shelved ones as I have been moving things to their new resting places. It is a daunting task still. As I've only made it through the O's after three days of a few hours of sorts and organizing. Still there is progress.
The weather? That is another story there is talk of a low of 19° later this week. I fell asleep in the yard the other day when the weather and the temperature were my friends at 77°, I don't know if I can except a 19° day so soon after that.
Chuck Pace © 2007
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I overslept this morning, I got up at 7:10 instead of 6:00. I slept poorly because Jenni has what I had, I would say the deep... No, better to say that she has been coughing feverish, and is not attending her work today. She also missed her bowling outing with the Mel'N'Thems, I couldn't sub because I am still under the weather too, in fact my back feels like it was hammered with meat tenderizers mallets all night, so I guess Jenni was not the only cougher in the house. Even as nice as the day was outside yesterday I spent a very minimal amount of it there. I never even started the car and I never stepped past the driveway. This week the weather is going to be a little under itself too. Now it's time for me to head out. I will try to be at least interesting next time I sit here and ramble. Il' Papa.
Chuck Pace © 2007
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