Yellow Ribbon in the sky…
Category: Old Stuff
Old posts here from 1998 – 2003. Frankly, I’m too lazy to sort them, and I don’t think anyone cares, really.
P*ssy at my doorstep…
Yeah, life is good.
Carole heads off to work at night, and I have “Puddy” show up right at the door, just minutes after she leaves… like clockwork. It’s a nice feeling to have someone snuggle with me at night again.
Carole knows, and has no problem with it. Truth be told, she’s actually encouraging it.
“Puddy” is apparently a housecat that somebody no longer wanted (or lost). I can tell, because she’s still kinda fat, and relatively clean, even though she has no collar or tags. She shows up every night looking for something to eat.
What did you *think* I was talking about?
Now that we no longer have dogs to eat our leftovers… Puddy and I have a great working relationship. She also boosts the kid’s spirits (If you recall, the kids were taken away, without even given a chance to say “goodbye” to them.), since we’re not legally allowed to have pets anymore.
Carole named her “Puddy Tat”. Original, no? This is the same person that named a black cat “Snowball” and an orange tabby “Dog” back in our N.Y.C. apartment when we first got married.
I’m trying really hard to be the tough guy here…. enforcing it in
everyone’s heads that we can’t keep Puddy as a pet.
The other night, the kids took her in because she was crying from the flashing lightning… I crashed after doing an all-nighter and going straight to work.
I was told Puddy spent the entire night sleeping on my chest.
So here’s the situation:
1) We can’t have pets…
2) I hate cats…
3) It’s EXTREMELY dangerous where we live. We spot bears crossing the road almost every day, looking for food for the upcoming winter (which is going to be a *BITCH*… you heard it here first!). We actually spotted a Bobcat on our property the other day, among other wild predators. Puddy won’t stand a chance out there alone. It’s just a matter of time before a wild animal either tears her to shreds, or gives her rabies.
4) You should see the kids’ eyes light up every time Puddy shows up. They go outside and play with her, try to sneak her in… then I have to be the bad guy and put her back out.
5) I’m probably more attached to this cat than I want to admit.
So what the hell do I do now?
Pictures of Puddy coming soon… (’cause I like to torture myself that
way.)
Slaving away at Server-Space
I decided to make a last-minute twist and go PHP at Server-Space. The site is still in the “Under Construction” stage, but it’s not stopping people from signing up for more information like crazy!
With me and Carole both working yesterday, we took turns keeping the kids at our jobs for a few hours… by 11:30, me and the kids were bored silly, so I took them down the block for the…
Brace yourself….
The GARLIC FESTIVAL…!
(I’m serious. Stop laughing… they really have stuff like that in Stroudsburg.)
Garlic popcorn, garlic artwork, even garlic wine that claims to be as powerful as viagra.
I shit you not.
We lasted about 10 minutes there with the smell. The Adorable BrooksKidz wouldn’t even let me stick around and check out the special musical guests: THE GARLIC-EATING TUBA TROUBADOURS.
First time I ever took the tribe to a festival, and not have to spend a dime… they wouldn’t even take the freebies the vendors offered.
Eventually, our appetites returned… and we ran around the corner for pizza.
Plain pizza. ;0)
Pocono People: Kitty Jones
I had the honor of featuring my dear friend, Kitty Jones in Pocono
Life today. Every week, the Pocono Record picks someone, and features them in a section called “Pocono People”. (Last week featured one of the many constables that have tried to arrest Carole over the last few months, but let’s not open that can of worms, ok?)
When the Tribe called Brooks was stranded in Stroudsburg (as usual, thanks to the vehicle we lovingly refer to as “THE DEATHMOBILE”), Kitty was there for us, with her tour van, to get us home safe & sound.
She puts on a phenomenal one-woman show called “Kit’s Kaboodle“, bringing in audience members to play various parts, and she does this all across the PA, N.J and N.Y area. (Click Here for her Show Dates)… it’s really incredible, you’ve gotta catch one of her shows.
The article is here, and her biography (bet you didn’t know she was in “As The World Turns“) is here.
I met Kitty when she hired us to redesign www.kitskaboodle.com at the Pocono Record, btw….
All moved in…
I’m currently working out the kinks with all of the new CGI settings, but for all intents & purposes, EricBrooks.Com is back in business.
Back to school
So what do *YOU* like/dislike about going back to school?
Moving to a new server…
Hey CyberPals!
Expect intermittent service here, as I make the move to my new virtual home on Server-Space…
$8.00 per month, full CGI support (since people have so much trouble with Greymatter) and they won’t block your friend’s email off the server unlike other webhosts (*COUGH*).
Gotta re-write Perl locations, massive uploads… you know, all that fun stuff.
Maybe even finish the Server-Space site while I’m at it… y’know?
Anyone interested in a new webhost, let me know.
The Terrible Twos: EricBrooks.Com turns 2 Today
What to do, what to do….
Sorry, my tradition of launching a new website/web project on my birthday has been cancelled this year… well, for obvious reasons.
Yeah… I turn 36 today too.
whoop-dee-do.
New Slogan on this site: “Life: I can’t take another waking second of it.”
The Legacy of Tocks Island Dam
Looking for some riveting reading this weekend? Check out The Legacy of Tocks Island Dam. This story has it all: Natural disasters, death & destruction, our Government going to extremes: taking homes and land by any means necessary, land owners committing suicide as their land is taken away, hippie protests, and the origin of the Delaware Water Gap National Recreation Area.
It also features photos that never made it to print, courtesy of The Monroe County Historical Society and the U.S. Department of the Interior.
It was a three day series, that ran in the Pocono Record last week, and now it’s online. I’ve gotta admit that I really didn’t get a chance to read this until I put it together online this weekend… and it is MIND-BLOWING! Full of history that us New Yorkers moving in never knew. Go check it out, I’ll wait.
Newly-revamped Guestbooks
Newz & Gossip
- Reports are in that BOBTHECORGI’s mom and her open-heart surgery went well, and she’s doing fine
- The Other Cheek – Here is another gem via BOBTHECORGI.Fellow Pennsylvanian Tina is hilarious! She offers guidelines for those visiting an Intensive Care Unit that I’m sure several medical professionals would wholeheartedly agree with.
- I was just informed, in my absence, that a dear friend lost her son in a motorcycle accident. Madeline Jacobs offers a thank you and a tribute to her 21 year old son, Jason, cut down in the prime of his life….This is the second time tragedy has struck, as she lost another son, Jordan, in an accident on her ranch recently. My thoughts and deepest sympathies are with her and her family right now. I can’t even imagine that type of pain.
- BrooksKidz Update: – Yeah, things are slowly coming back to normal. (I posted a “readers digest version” of the whole thing on Kare’s Discussion Board, as so many people felt there was more to the story.)On Wednesday, the house got a last-minute inspection by a very attractive, very shapely, social worker named Stacy. Of course, I kept forgetting her name (I kept calling her “the one with the body”)….So all night, when her name eluded me, the girls would remind me by going “Staaaaaaaaacyyyyyy” (doing the “girl shape” thing with their hands). I come up here to check my mail to find a few love notes (in kids handwriting) that Staaaaaacyyyy left behind for me on my desk.Yeah… we’re gonna be back to normal in no time. :0)
