Aggregate Saturday

Aggregate Saturday:

Odd dream last night – An old record rep who I haven’t seen or even thought of in years was in a nursing home. The years had not been kind. Eyes all milky. Skin hanging loose on his face. White hair, very sparse. An old, old man. Odd dream.

Tree down in yard after a big storm. This happens fairly often so I have a chain saw. I am not good with it. I am scared of it. I always get it stuck. Yesterday I got it stuck and had to use a hand saw to cut it out. Tree is still there. Chain saw is bound up and I can not get it loose. Needs a new chain, anyway.

Got the key and key fob for long-suffering wife’s car. Took a while and cost $115. That was with a discount because the service manager put the name and the voice together. It’s been 3 years since I was on the radio. 10 years since I was on a station of any consequence. Yet people remember. Weird.

I am out of fake chemicals for my coffee. Use milk, LSW says. It doesn’t taste the same.

NASCAR boys are on a time zone swing not to my liking that involves late starts and late finishes. I prefer ET, DST, please.

The automatic chlorine dispenser for the pool is hyper-active this year. Test yesterday showed dark red. Yellow is preferred. Dark red is kill on contact level. I left the pump off for 24. Will run it for a few hours today. Get the color right. Wouldn’t life be great if you could measure all things by color?

I am working my way through the “Sopranos” for the umpteeth time. It never gets old. I have all but the last season on DVD and will summon that via NETFLIX when time comes. The episode with Hesh Rabkin, the Jewish record producer, and the black record mogul Massive “G” called “A Hit is a Hit” is one of my all time favorites for so many scenes.

Pain. Lots of it. As you get older it becomes a constant companion. Pain, both physical, mental and spiritual. It’s one of the ways we know we are alive.

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

-Pink Floyd “Wish you were here”

I saw a blinding light the other day. I saw a machine that makes hurricanes. I saw technology go out of date before my eyes. Next week we will illuminate these and more.

Thanks for reading.


The Rant D’Jour involves a spray can of blue paint. The color is key.

Things that make me go Hmmm. A vandal in Nanticoke with a can of blue spray paint. The police blotter…more


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About James Rising

A recovering radio addict wrestles with the written word.
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