Monday, August 27, 2007

A Bit of Nostalgia

It was 1970'ish... and "JARTS" made it on the scene.

Those silver missiles, which were toys for kids.

They caused so much trouble, that they were outlawed for sale in any retail store in America.

Well, Maureen and I were out garage saleing on Saturday and guess what we found....

That's right... an Original set... in the box set of JARTS.





I tried to sell them on eBay, but immediately after posing it, eBay pulled the auction stating, JARTS could not be sold on eBay.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Stripping it all away

A friend recently recalled how great of an experience it was to see Tiger Woods in person. He almost described as a religious experience: Tiger the Messiah.
It got me to thinking how we come to almost idolize certain professions/people in our culture and ignore, or at least belittle, others. On lists that come up on a yearly basis you're more likely to find actors, athletes, politicians, models, people in the music industry (I’d call them musicians but nowadays most of them don't even play an instrument) then you are doctors, clergy, teachers or scientists. When you think about it, what do these people really do that merit the kind of adulation or awe they receive from us?

Professional Athletes
When you strip away all the hype, these athletes are known for hitting a small ball into a cup, throwing/kicking a ball more accurate and or faster/farther than anyone else, running faster or riding a bike/automobile faster than anyone else. At the end of their lives, for the most part, they will be remembered for playing a game better than anyone else.

Actors
Take away the PR machine, the magazines, entertainment shows and what are you left with? You have individuals whose calling in life is trying to act like somebody else. But wait. Can they act like whomever they choose? No, no, no. They are handed a script and told who they must act like for this role. Then they are told what to say, how to dress and we are to stand. And if they do it wrong they must do it again and again and again until they got it right. It's no wonder these people are always telling others what to do. They have so little control over their own lives. I’m not trying to minimize what they do. I just don't think entertainers should be placed so high on a pedestal. Save the pedestal for teachers, doctors, scientists, writers, parents and people who lead you into the kingdom of God.

At the end of my life I do not want to be remembered for playing a game or entertaining people, no matter how good I am at it. I'd like to be remembered as a pilgrim who loved his maker with all his heart, mind, and soul. I'm not there yet but I'm keeping my eye on the prize. In the meantime I'd like to take as many people with me. What greater gift is there than sharing your bread with a fellow beggar and pointing him toward the bakery. Let the others play their games, entertain and chase the wind.
This place is not our home. We’re just passing through. Make your life count.

This will be my last personal post on this blog. This blog was originally created for the extended Cardona family so that we can keep in touch with each other. On more than one occasion I've posted items that had more to do with me than the family. Sometimes I feel like I'm hogging up the space so I've opened up a personal blog. I will continue to post family items on this blog but the personal stuff I'll post on the other one. There will be times where I will probably double post. Copy and paste is a beautiful thing. For convenience sake there will be a link on the right hand side of this page for easy access.

Thanks for listening.

"Coach, we need another ball"

Now this is downright dirty.
This is a quarterback sneak.


Busy

I've been busy working on my new hobby... I've got nothin' else to do.


Sunday, August 19, 2007

Come To Florida... And See Your Friends!

These pictures were released by Florida Power and Light, who is the Central Florida Electric Co. They took these pictures during the Orlando Airport expansion:





The gator is/was 18' 2" long.




The rattlesnake roundup totaled 87.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Teach Your Children Well!

Kids must ALWAYS know where they can go to get help!


Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Sopa de Pollo



I have been intrigued by these books for along time. Not because of their contents (since I've never read any of them), but because of the wide selection of titles offered. For example:

Chicken Soup for the Women Golfer's Soul
Chicken Soup for the Scrapbooker's Soul (I gave this one to my wife)
Chicken Soup for the Horse Lover's Soul II (Yes, Part II)
Chicken Soup for the Soul in Menopause (not kidding)
Chicken Soup for the Left-Handed Helicopter Mechanic from New Jersey. (OK I made that last one up, but it wouldn't surprised me if it was being published as we speak.)

This one Chicken Soup for the Latino Soul caught my attention for a number of reasons. One, it was on the 50% off shelf at the Provident Bookstore. Two, My first reaction was "you've got to be kidding" and three, I really expected a over dramatized, self-pity, "we have overcome" bunch of stories. I WAS WRONG. What a wonderfully unique collection of funny, touching and personal anecdotes. Written in Spanglish and bilingualisms, it really captures the heart of the reader in a way that brings a familiar knowing nod.

Some of my favorite stories talk about the bendicion, chuletas & pateles, parents illiteracy, "my fundillo", a mother's wedding ring, a cartoon called "No Rodeo", and stories of Juan Bobo. I like the way that there's Cuban, Mexican, Puerto Rican and Dominican authors, and even a few who don't seem to be Latino. I am not finished with the book yet but I am savoring every page. Don't let me oversell this book. It's not life-changing-Pulitzer Prize winning-can't put it down quality but I recommend it. It will warm your heart just as much, if not more, than your mom's Sopa de Pollo.
Muy bien hecho.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Hey Dave, Let's stick to the facts.....


I was corrected by my brother U.
He's right...lets stick to the facts....


Donovan McNabb 05
5 Time Pro-Bowler
2000,2001,2002,2003,2004

McNabb is the second least intercepted quarterback per pass attempt in NFL history, behind only Neil O'Donnell, formerly of the Pittsburgh Steelers. McNabb's career ratio is 1 interception in every 45.26 pass attempts, while O'Donnell was intercepted only once every 47.49 pass attempts.

2004 NFC Offensive Player of the Year
There's more...let me know if this isn't enough.....

Stick to the FACTS....The FACTS don't speak color, they speak the truth. He is is great player.


Sunday Morning Worship Jam



We had an angel sing this morning after an absolutely great service.
I've known Vicki for probably close to 20 years. She has a great heart and one of the most worshipful voices I've ever heard. She brought the house down (in my heart, anyway) with this song this morning.

Best lines:
Father, i am too small to be seen on your canvas at all
An incidental spec, a grain of dust and yet, you love me.
You love me.
As if i were the only one to love.

Turn it up and worship.


Saturday, August 11, 2007

Why We Watch Models on The Cat Walk!

We watch Hockey ... to see guys fight.

We watch Nascar ... to see cars crash.

This is why I watch Models on a Cat walk...



Friday, August 10, 2007

Michael Vick's latest photo


Eagles Practice Part 2





While some of us went to see the Eagles practice their routines, Chati and I were making sure that the cheerleaders had there “routines” correct.




School's In

School starts next week.
Blogging will be light for a while.

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Are you ready for some football!!!



Here in Pennsylvania, the heat index was about 100 degrees today. Yet, you know what we all had on our minds today: FOOTBALL!

A bunch of us (Jim, Jacob, Chati, Tony, Manny & Christina and myself) went up to Leigh University to watch the Eagles practice. To give you and idea on the Eagles foot frenzy back here, there are up to 40,000 people that go just to see the Eagles “practice”. That’s more attendance that at an average Sixers game!

Tony won a lottery that allowed him and his daughter to get an autograph session with ‘da man…Donavan McNabb. The picture is of Donavan interviewing her for Channel 6 news!


Monday, August 06, 2007

Cramer Flips Out

Not Kramer from Seinfeld. The other loony.
I love this guy.
I know zero when it comes to the stock market but his passion for it makes me watch the show once in a while..

It’s Armageddon…dogs and cats living together…mass hysteria!!

Saturday, August 04, 2007

For Guys Only

Sweet.
Me da algo en el huevito.
Just like the roller coaster. Right Pop?

Friday, August 03, 2007

Did You Know?

VERY Interesting Video!



Papa and his baby girl!

Papa just loves his new little Great Grand daughter Addison.


Thursday, August 02, 2007

Class Clown

I leave you this evening with a 6 minute bit from the brilliant mind of George Carlin.
Edited, of course.


Senses



When you hear a conversation about which of the 5 senses you would never want to lose, it usually comes down to sight or hearing. No one wants to lose those. While I’m not ready to choose between the two, I would like to acknowledge a sense that, in my opinion, is often underrated: the sense of smell. I think it’s overlooked because you can probably live a somewhat normal life without it. But my…. The things you would miss out on.

Let me say that I love the things that stimulate my sense of smell. A few months ago I purchased a few of these at Pier 1 imports. I’ve got one in my office at home and one right next to my bed. I also ran out and bought bunch of Indian incenses. I burn them every once in a while when I need a nose fix.

A short list of a few things that rock my nose:

- burning leaves in the fall
- a freshly cut lawn
- thanksgiving morning at my house
- my wife’s hair
- snow. OK, this is a little weird but I can smell snow. But only after a big snow storm. After the cars and peeing dogs take over, it's gone.
- bacon cooking
- freshly baked bread in a bakery (especially in Puerto Rico). When my kids we young (heck, i still do it) we would be driving down Interstate 4 and pass the Merita Bakery. Regardless of the weather we would roll the window down and catch a whiff. We would do the same thing when we'd pass our favorite BarBQ place here in town: Bubbalou's Bodacious BBQ (what a great name). Oh yeah, BarBQ joints.

Strangely, I also enjoy the smell of the following:
- gasoline. I wouldn't run out and purchase Gasoline cologne but I can tolerate pumpin' gas and catchin' a whiff of the stuff. I remember driving to the Philly airport years ago and rolling the windows down as we passed the oil refineries.
- hot tar. I should of been a roofer cause I love this smell. I think it has to do with the memories it evokes in me of my younger days in Philly.

Before I leave this strange post allow me to vent about the things that are torture to my sense of hearing:
- a vacuum cleaner
- a bathroom fan or the fan that sits over our stove
- the dishwasher
- screeching brakes
- people that talk too much. Shuddup already.

OK. I will. But one more thing.

I was asking Dave one day what is the sound that he likes to hear and without missing a beat he had the exact same answer as me: the sound of our wives' laughter.
Dave, I hope that doesn't mess up your tough guy image.
I know, I know... that's crap!

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Sister Mary Elephant

Sorry. I just had to do it...