The Terrible Catsafterme

Whatever your opinion of Franklin Delano Roosevelt, I think we can all agree that his presidency was unlike any other. Logistically setting it far apart from any President before or since his administration was the simple fact that he was elected to four terms, which is two more than any other President ever would be. His role as our nation’s 32nd leader from 1933-1945 came during some of the most trying times in our country’s history. Through his Fireside Chats, he offered hope to the American people through his direction and intense social reform, many programs of which still resonate today. Then he saw the Allied Powers through nearly all of World War 2, before dying in office and passing the torch to his Vice-President Harry S. Truman. It is little wonder that the public loved him so dearly to elect him even in the gravest of health, having never publically seen the man walk on his two polio-stricken legs. Read the rest of this entry »

The rock band KISS, more than anything, defined several periods of my life, beginning as far back as first grade, at which time they were busy taking the world by storm. My fellow schoolmates and I lived, breathed, and ate KISS – collecting records, trading cards, t-shirts, and any other toy that could be marketed. I actually enjoyed the music too. This of course is why no matter who they put behind the make-up these days, KISS will always be Gene, Paul, Ace, and Peter. I accept no substitutes. I have already covered my two-plus encounters with drummer Peter Criss, and now I will finally bring to light two encounters with guitarist Ace Frehley. Read the rest of this entry »

I never get tired of seeing the wrestlers that I enjoyed watching on television and occasionally checking out during live matches at Hara Arena. So it was fun to come upon yet another pair (they always seem to come in pairs, don’t they?) at the Fanboy Expo in Knoxville, Tennessee, on October 26, 2012. Since this event was so sparsely populated with fans on this particular day, I had my free reign to chat all I wanted with these guys. The first, and larger or the two, was Hillbilly Jim, who was lesser known by his real name Jim Morris. Read the rest of this entry »

After the vodka exposure from the night before, it was nothing short of a miracle that I was able to get up, get ready, and make my way downstairs to the lobby at 9:30am to meet up with The Wileys and David for the breakfast buffet at the Cafe in the Park restaurant in the hotel. But somehow I did… and with that, kicked off the final full day of the Sons of the Desert International Convention in Manchester, New Hampshire on Saturday, July 21, 2012. Read the rest of this entry »