Monday, June 28, 2010

Monday Update

I wanted to bring up to date on some things, especially those who don't follow me on Facebook.

First, all's well between myself and Margaret. This would be for anyone who read too much into her comment on the last post. Margaret was worried that I would be mad at her for it, which I wasn't and sent me an email to make sure. I responded that I was not upset, but was worried when she made the comment that she was mad at me, which she wasn't. Turns out that we are very much alike in some ways, as we do worry about other's feelings. I may have to take the WIXYcam into Wooster and take some shots around the college and send them to her.

Next, the job hunt. I went to church yesterday and specifically requested prayer about my employment situation and made mention that we were in pretty bad financial shape. I specifically prayed for a job that I could handle. After church I went to pick up Adam and bring him to our house when I passed the Aldi store in Wooster and saw this sign-"Help Wanted Cashiers $11.00 per hour Apply Within", I turned around and applied. If you saw my resume, you would see that I have plenty of retail experience. And Aldi is not a store I've slammed on this blog. Cliff Note: Any inflammatory comments about Aldi in the comments of this post will be promptly deleted. My self preservation may be at stake.

I also prayed over the application before I turned it in. I asked those on Facebook to pray for this application, as well as at church last night, that if it's God's will, I would get the job.

And to the anonymous poster of that comment on the last post, you have obviously never been unemployed for any extended period of time before. When looking for a job while getting unemployment compensation, there are many things to take into consideration. Yes there are many jobs out there, but most are either part time or the job qualifications are too high. I am willing to work multiple part time jobs if it feeds my family and pays the bills.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Open letter to Washington

To whom it may concern:

My unemployment benefits run out in 3 weeks and thanks to the Republican senators, there will not be any extensions.

Senator Voinovich, I realize that you are retiring, but do you want as part of your legacy that you screwed untold thousands of Ohio families because you wanted to protect big business. They should be taxed more if they eliminated jobs due to trade with the Chinese. Check with my former employer and see how much business they do with the Chinese.

President Obama, why didn't you wine and dine republican senators like you did those people in the house when you wanted your pet project with the health care passed? Yeah, we'll be healthy but we may not have a roof over our heads or food on the table. I know all these special interest groups got you in office, but it will be those who will only remember the period you were in office who will have a say as to whether you will have a job in 2-1/2 years.

Nancy Pelosi and Harry Reid, please read the paragraph above and remember both of you are subject to re-election this year.

And to the rest of you morons in congress, please learn how to go across the aisle and make nice with one another. And quit sending money overseas until you can take care of those who voted you in.

A very concerned unemployed citizen

Saturday, June 19, 2010

A reminder given to me-for free

There is a place in Wadsworth where you can get clothes, and other things, for free, called Marian's Closet. Now I have plenty of clothes, but I needed some, hopefully temporarily, to help me get through these fat times. Cliff Note: See previous post.

Now I found me some pants and shirts, actually very nice, that I will be comfortable in for the time being. I told the lady bagging my items that I hoped to return these in a short time. The place also had dishes and other small appliances donated. One side had books, VHS tapes and audio cassettes. It was there I found what I think was a real treasure. I found an audio edition of "Who Moved My Cheese?" by Spencer Johnson, and Kenneth Blanchard.

I read the book a few years ago, as I bought that at a thrift shop for 75 cents and I remembered it had a great message. I took the audiocassette, and immediately popped it into my cassette player when I got back to my car. I realized once again that my "cheese" had been moved and it won't be back and I need to find more, better, cheese. I also think that many have had their cheese moved and are waiting for more to come.

I think that there are many folks that need to read the book or listen to the message. Maybe this should be taught in schools.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Some Weighty Thoughts

I am now going to try for the umpteenth time to lose some weight. My clothes are getting waay too snug on me and being unemployed, I cannot afford to buy a new wardrobe. Those are the selfish reasons. Being diabetic, with high blood pressure and a high number in my "bad" cholesterol, those are better reasons.

I have told those who want to come to our high school reunion this summer that they didn't need to lose weight unless it's for reasons of health. My main reason is a reason of health.

The past couple of days, I have been sitting waiting for people to end appointments or get out of surgery. This has given me time to think. I have been writing my thoughts down in a composition notebook. I have written about a dozen thoughts down and hope to expound on them in the future. this would be for my benefit if for no one else.

I will expound on a couple of them right now.

If you choose to carry extra weight on your frame, then you also choose to have others talk about it. People will talk about you if you are overweight. Some will mention it in a constructive way, and others will talk about it in a hurtful way. Believe me, in my lifetime I have heard it from both directions. In my teen years, I would have people come up to me and say something starting with "I'm telling you this for your own good...." Uh, no they aren't. they are trying to make themselves look superior, while making you feel inferior. When you spend the majority of your life overweight, you build up a tolerance to these folks. But unfortunately, you also build up a tolerance to those who really do care about you and your health.

But people have as much right to talk about your excess weight as you do about abusing yourself. If you continue to live this way, get used to the talk. I, unfortunately, have. Only time when I got my feelings hurt about my weight in the past 20 years is after I lost over 40 pounds and a family member was trying to explain to a friend who I was and he over-exaggerated my gut.

Most of us will not never have Bob and Jillian to get in our faces. We need to find other ways to get motivated. I am too large, but at my weight, I would never make a casting call for "The Biggest Loser." I am in the majority. I need to find myself some other way to motivate myself. I am like most people and need some way to get a jump start.

There is no such thing as a weight loss lottery. I didn't wake up one morning 100 pounds heavier than the day before, and I shouldn't expect to wake up tomorrow 100 pounds lighter. You gotta take weight off the same way you put it on: One ounce at a time.

Wish me luck!

Monday, June 14, 2010

Simulcast of Facebook Morning Show

Welcome to the Monday edition of Cliff's Facebook Morning Show.

Those who have been regular readers of my blog are aware that I take occasional shots at WTAM/1100 afternoon personality, Mike Trivisonno. They are also aware that he has "attacked" me a couple of times over the air. Truth be known, it's a way of both of us playing.

Triv has a Facebook page and confirmed me as a friend yesterday. He probably didn't realize that it was 74WIXYgrad, my forum name, that he friended.
Well today this is being simulcast on both Facebook and my blog, WIXY's Gone Bananas. I'm also going to copy and paste this on Triv's wall. But this is a Morning Show dedicated to him. This is a video that touches two of his favorite topics: Motown and Vegas. Here's Diana Ross performing "Ain't No Mountain High Enough," recorded in Las Vegas.

Have a great day everyone!

Friday, June 11, 2010

Why is it not where I think it belongs?

Since I've been out of work, I've been doing much more of the cooking. Today Kathy suggested we make macaroni and cheese for supper. We are not big fans of that powdered stuff in the boxes and feel it's much better over popcorn and did not have any Velveeta in the house.

Now based on a couple of responses I had to a question I posted on Facebook, I guess some think that Velveeta is to cheese what spam is to meat, but anyway I went to the Rittman IGA to buy a loaf of this pasteurized cheese product. Now the IGA usually has most of what I need. They are locally owned, and they treat the customer like they are there for them. This was a change from previous ownership. And they usually have their inventory where it belongs.

So I now go into the store to get the Velveeta. Cliff Note:Kraft is paying me nothing for this post. Kathy knows when I go into the store to get one item, it's very rare that I come home with one item. After picking up 2 newspapers, it was over to the dairy section to get the cheese product, which was not there. I checked other aisles and could not find it. I looked next to the fake potato products, the boxed dinners, and even the pasta aisle. In the meantime, I discovered that 12oz packages of Ole Carolina bacon was still on sale for 99 cents. I picked up 2 of them, as I bought one last week and it was pretty good.

Now I got to thinking, "where is the obvious place I'm overlooking?" I was sure that if I asked someone they would look at me as if I lost my mind. I also wondered if maybe someone discovered that Velveeta had a half life and ordered it removed from all shelves and nobody told me. But lo and behold, I discovered it. It was right next to the Mexican dinners. I guess someone felt it belonged there, and it was across from the milk. I then put a loaf, on sale for $3.99, in my cart and headed for the checkout. On my way I got myself a bottle of diet Faygo root beer.

Now I explained to the cashier that I had a hard time locating the pasteurized process cheese product, and started to think that maybe I was starting to suffer from dementia. I mean, I am 54 years old and I lived through the seventies. she told me that she never knows where they put the stuff either. Maybe the next time they have a contest, instead of having where's Waldo, they could have where's the Velveeta.

Now the macaroni and cheese was delicious, but if I start glowing in the dark, we will know it does have a half life.

Wednesday, June 09, 2010

Pray for You - Jaron and The Long Road to Love :: Official Video

Good morning and welcome to a special edition of the WIXY's Gone Bananas Morning Show. This is an extension of my widely popular Facebook Morning Show. This is a show today dedicated to the person leaving me the anonymous comments saying I'm not a nice guy. I'm also going to use this to give a shout to the world's greatest country station program director and new grandmother, Sue Wilson. I first heard this song on the Wynn and Wilson Morning Show on WQMX.

But to my anonymous commentator, I want you to know that I'm really a nice guy and whether you are with your focus group or dining at a certain overpriced greasy spoon in Strongsville, I want you to know that this song by Jaron and The Long Road to Love, "Pray for You" is dedicated to you.

Tuesday, June 08, 2010

A country store feel...

Cliff Note: I need to get another post up before the comment section on the previous post destroys my nice guy image. I figure there's a Big Possibility that could happen.

Yesterday I spent part of the day driving my father in law to Lutheran Hospital to get his artificial hip checked out, as he has to do this once a year to keep his workers comp case open. He was almost killed in an industrial accident 16 years ago. Everything went smoothly and the doctor told him his hip was still very solid. After driving him back to his house and eating supper with them, I was on my way home.

In between their house in Medina and mine in Rittman, there is a small store called the River Styx Market. I will go in there every once in awhile for a soft drink and a newspaper. If I have Kathy along, sometimes we will go in for an ice cream cone. I stopped there for a Diet Coke(note to Johanna: They didn't have Coke Zero in the size I wanted.) and a copy of Farm and Dairy, a newspaper. When I got to the counter, I was asked how I was doing and I replied "Outstanding, but improving." One of the people working there then told me how they were discussing how grumpy so many customers were, but every time I come in, I'm always upbeat. I replied with my usual "Have a great day, and thank you for working at River Styx Market." That got the usual chuckle and appreciation I usually get when I end a transaction that way.

I'm glad that the Walmarts of the world haven't put small stores like this out of business. I think we need the personal attention we get from the small stores when we just need a few small items. I could probably get the items anywhere, but the service they provide isn't provided on any computerized program.

Friday, June 04, 2010

BP does not own the stations in Ohio

I always get amused by those who decide they want to make a comment and insult my intelligence here and not leave me a clue as to what their identity is. Early this morning one such person did just that. Here is what this person wrote:
"Yeah smart move boycott BP and put American workers out of work. BP are independently owned and operated by small business owners here in Ohio. You never cease to amaze me with your lack of knowledge."

Now I would consider this constructive criticism until I look at the last sentence. Obviously one of the message board posters who probably misses my presence there. But hey, I can use all the readers I can get! Gives people another view besides the one of the host of the afternoon show at the 50,000 blowtorch coming out of Independence.

Now after doing some research, I say this person is right about one thing: All BP stations in Ohio are franchises, owned by people other than BP. However, the gas still comes from BP.

Now most of these stations are convenience stores as well and it is a well known fact that all other items in this store have a larger profit margin than gasoline, which nets the station owner 10 cents a gallon. And if the station is one that still has a service bay and the mechanic is one you trust, keep on using his service. Just fill your tank at Marathon or Sunoco before going there.

Just my way of trying to keep people employed slightly above poverty level.

Thursday, June 03, 2010

This needs repeated, and often

I received this in my Facebook messages this week from a high school friend. I'm posting this here because I don't think we need to forget this.

"I noticed some comments on the BP oil spill. I do not know how much news or truth you get up there, but I live here in La, very near all this disaster. The daily news shows hours of intereviews with the local people who's lives are destroyed. Louisiana coast produced about 30% of the nations seafood. The fishing down here was endless. The shrimp and crabs harvested daily by the boat loads, all gone. 150,000 people who's lives depended on fishing, all the fishing tourism, all stopped. The amount of birds and fish turning up dead, more everyday. It is far more devistating then some may realize, and it is worse every day.
I am working in Gulfport Mississippi this week, I am right on the beach, one of the few not yet closed because the barrier islands are holding the oil back. If you want to know the real stories, I can tell you a few."

Cliff Note: If at all possible, don't buy BP.

Tuesday, June 01, 2010

Three-peat: You might be from Northeast Ohio if...

Cliff Note:One neat thing about having a blog with over 1200 posts is you can repeat some posts and have many who haven't read them yet. And knowing I have some friends from high school. relatively new to this blog, I thought it would be neat to post this again. And for those who have been with me since the beginning, yes it is the third time I've posted it.

You might be from Northeast Ohio if...

You think the regional motto is "Wait till next year."

You think the first sign of spring is the first orange barrel.

You think the orange barrel is the state flower.

A good portion of your wardrobe either has Chief Wahoo in front, or "James 23" on the back.

You don't look at a buzzard as a scavenger bird, but as a radio station mascot-WMMS or a town festival-Hinckley.

You find yourself singing the "Garfield 1-2323" jingle.

You know the correct pronunciation of Cuyahoga, Medina, and Trivisonno.

The words "A waaaaay back" are music to your ears.

Ditto with "WHAM with the right hand"

"Stay sick and turn blue" isn't an insult. Cliff Note:Saying of late night television movie host Ghoulardi and later, the Ghoul.

No hot dog is complete without Stadium Mustard.

Enemy list includes, John Elway, Bill Cowher, George Steinbrenner, and Art Modell.

You won't be caught dead wearing gold and black.

We celebrate two seasons-winter and July.