Multitude of Morons Amidst Us.

Peeps...
A Mountain of a Man has to be able to handle disappointment once in awhile..... to be able to move on when things don't flow his way.

So it is now that the Pats are not advancing to the SuperBowl.   Do you see me whining, or moping around in a funk of despair????  Hell no.  It's just freaking football.   If they won every year, it wouldn't feel so good next year... when they take the league by storm and pummel everyone in Brady's righteous path.

Now, I'm gearing up for the Presidential Primaries.... with the Iowa Caucuses just days away.  The race that I'm most interested in is the Democratic contest where I hope that Bernie Sanders embarrasses and demoralizes the evil, corrupt, and generally disgusting H.  When you lay out the shit she has put down in a career of duplicity and corruption, it is so hard to discern why anyone with a conscience could lay down their vote.

Scientifically, the percentage of people who vote for H will be the exact percentage of  immoral morons who don't care about truth and think that H will line their pockets or worse.  We will then know the multitude of morons amidst us.   And there is some value to that.

H is about to get beat by a 75 year old Socialist who has been serving Kool Aide to Kollege Kids for his entire professional career.  She couldn't pick a more vulnerable opponent, and he is kicking her ass.

Even though the Patriots lost.... there is a God after all.

Pats Pizza Prep

Lots of anticipation here in Marblehead for the Patriots Game in Denver at 3:05PM this afternoon.  Both the Patriots and the Broncos are 12 and 4 this season, and another classic Brady v. Manning quarterback duel is in store.  The victor advances to the Super Bowl two weeks from now.

The MOAM is doing his part to insure a PATS win.

We'll be making Pizza on the Breville Pizza oven complemented with Ribs and stuffed baked potatoes.  No possibility of running out of beer and wine either.  Sammys in abundance.

With everything on the line, you can't take any chances.   I want to leave it all on the field.

Priorities

That Bernie Sanders ad featuring the Simon and Garfunkle song "Gone to Look for America" is very powerful.  It creates a wistful emotion of hope and is a nice association piece for the old Hippy candidate.

Good for him.  He will only draw from the people who "feel" and vote with their hearts.  If you give any other rational thought to his candidacy, you can't lend serious support.

But if this is what it takes to level the evil Hillary... then I'm on the Bernie bandwagon.

Dealing with a crazy Socialist for a few years would be a lot better than seeing the wave of corruption wash over the Federal Government with the Clinton Syndicate in the White House.  The overall priority is to defeat H, preferable with a Conservative, but otherwise with anyone else

Regardless, the important thing this weekend is seeing whether the Patriots can prevail over the Broncos for the AFC Championship in Denver.   Let's keep our priorites straight.

Toning Down the Rhetoric

Peeps....
In less than eleven months, the United States will have chosen a new President.
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Your MOAM has ranted long and hard on this topic for quite a while now... mostly about the inadequacies of the Democratic front runner, Hillary Clinton.
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Now, Bernie Sanders, the Socialist Mayor of Burlington, VT., is taking her down and has a lot of  naive Dems singing the praises of his plans for doling out free stuff and redistributing wealth from the makers to the takers.
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Peeps... Socialism doesn't work.  If I have to spell this out to you, don't bother to read this pathetic blog anymore.   When you sap personal initiative, and personal responsibility...then productivity goes down the shit chute and nothing works properly anymore.
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I'm not going to rant further about Bernie.  He's a 75 year old whack job who has made a career out of selling sugar to college kids, and if you want a sugar rush, there is little I can do for you.
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A few days ago on Facebook, an old friend of mine told me to "relax" after he caught me in a ranting frenzy about Hillary being a Criminal and Bernie being a Commie.  It was good advice.  There is no sense flapping your cyber-lips over stuff that should be readily apparent to you.  So I'm cool with toning down the rhetoric for the time being.
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But I personally would like to see a Donald Trump vs. Bernie Sanders contest for POTUS.
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It would be a classic battle between Capitalist and Communist ideology.   And so many of my Lefty friends are petrified of a Trump victory, and the staightforward policies that he would engender.
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Does this mean that the Nanepashemet Nod is going to Trump???
No Nod ... yet.  There is a lot of ground between now and November....

In the pursuit of learning,
every day something is acquired.
In the pursuit of Tao,
every day something is dropped.
Less and less is done 
until non-action is achieved.
When nothing is done,
nothing is left undone.
The world is ruled by
letting things take their course.
It cannot be ruled by interfering.

~ Lao Tsu ~
Tao Te Ching

Obama's Legacy

Pages in the Book

Time flies when you are having fun.

These are my boys from college, Joe Collins and Bob Towne.   We could do some damage at UMASS Amherst on the weekends in those days,   I remember it like it was yesterday... but it was quite a few yesterdays ago.

Tying Back In

Thinking of how to link a solar System to a home service panel.

Solar Equipment Storage

Powerball is up to $675 M.
Just biding my time.

Winning Powerball

Powerball is up to a $240 Million take home jackpot this Wednesday, so I'm going to spend $4 for two tickets.

There is a pretty good chance that I won't win, but even so, I've taken the time to prepare what I will do if my ticket turns out to have all of the numbers.

I'd hate to be in a situation where I get caught winning a couple hundred million and I haven't figured out where I would put it.

Course, the first step would be to hire accountants, financial advisers, lawyers and security guards.  And it would be cool if I could keep the publicity to a minimum, but that is probably not the deal.  So I definitely would go dark for a couple of months, to make sure that everybody wasn't bothering the crap out of me.

And while I would be doing a lot to make my  family and close friends take the glint off of their personal financial situations, I would be very cognizant of the need to avoid transforming people that I care about into entitled assholes.

So there would be a little bit of personal relationship fallout.  Naturally, I would be establishing education trusts, paying off people's mortgages and other stuff, but there would be strings attached and hurdles to get over before people could get their hands on the money.   Personal responsibility boobytraps to make sure that a sense of self reliance was still intact.

During the euphoric first year or so, I would develop a dream home on some ocean front acreage in New England and also buy a Caribbean Island vacation home.

In business, I would capitalize Nanepashemet Telecom and get it to a point where our expertise and services are not hampered by financial constraints, without regard to the bottom line for a few years.

And I would do some cool real estate development projects. as well as start up aquaponics, solar, and boat building businesses.

But a good part of the deal would be to find philanthropic subjects to invest in.   I would like to find people who a have a strong sense of personal responsibility, and help them to fast forward their business and service visions.

There are quite a number of other things that I don't want to disclose to you.... $240 million goes a long way.

I've got it all down on an Excel spreadsheet.

Peep of the Year - 2016

Tom McMahon ~ 2007
Lauren Rathbone ~ 2008
Michael "Murph" Murphy ~ 2009
Jeremy Johnson ~ 2010
Tommy O'Shea ~ 2011
Kerry D'Orio ~ 2012
Brady Boyle ~ 2013
Kim Nestor ~ 2014
Pam Nestor ~ 2015

What do these names mean to you, Peeps?

Aficionados of this Pathetic Blog will note that the beginning of the year is a sacred time for those whose lives require frequent reaffirmation from your Mountain of a Man.  It is a time of reflection, inspiration, hope, mixed with ample portions of nausea and disgust.

The above revered individuals achieved what few of you could ever aspire to in the last nine years.  They met the requisite criteria.... the ultimate standards required to be named to a position of Honor/Distain.... the coveted/dreaded Peep of the Year (POTY)

How, you ask, does a MOAM make such a  momentous choice?Over the the years, the criteria has remained religiously consistent.

The successful/lacking candidate must be....

• Either annoying or inspirational.

• Cannot be dead.

• Cannot be an animal.

• And the case of the POTY - A case of Lagavulin given to me prior to this moment would have been an automatic.  (The Peep of the Week Auomatic is given after only a single bottle gift of the King of Scotch.

And diligent Peeps know that one can never ask how the criteria matched the ultimate POTY.  That would be bad.

This year... the tenth year for which this controversial  award has been bestowed.... the Nanepashemet Peep of the Year is....

Nathaniel Clarke.

Nathaniel is in for a powerful life changing year, as previous POTY's can attest.  Join me in wishing him the very best as he wields the POTY Power throughout 2016.

Merry Day

It was a nice Christmas.

Christmas is such a time marker.  You remember all of the things that you did on this day throughout your life.  Memories of you as a little kid, as a young adult, as a new parent, and now as a grandparent come crashing through, without much of a sorting.

It is a day of mixed emotions.... thinking of times in your life that are changed forever, and people as well as pets, who have left for another dimension.   My father died on Christmas Day.  I always relive that event on Dec. 25th also.  I remember that it was so cold that day, that the wine that my mother had in her trunk was frozen when she brought it into our house in Lynn.

This year was the opposite.   You could have had Christmas Dinner outside on the Marblehead deck.  It was uncomfortably warm.  I'm grateful that my Liberal friends didn't start in with a "Global Warming" chorus.  I like to drop the political rants around the Holidays.  There will be many times ahead to resume that debate.

Traditions have changed over the years.  They have to as families change, and people move to different locations for their homes.  We started some new ones this year that I hope will continue.

When I was kid, I was always so excited about the Christmas presents that I was about to get.  The big change now is that I appreciate gifts that  I receive, but the greatest joy is in seeing the people you love open the presents that you have given.  This year, it was jewelry for the daughters, Kreg tools for the sons, and Kindle Tablets for the grandkids.   Will and Ethan checked out with their Kindles.... there was no more conversation as they lapsed into an online game focus.

The star of the day for me was someone that I didn't even know last Christmas.... my 11 month old Grandson Connor.   His joy to be around people spread pure joy to everyone that he was around.

My brother, Jamie,  was in the Hospital in Florida, and calls to him and my mother made me feel sad that their Christmas was not exactly tidings of comfort and joy.  My new year's hope is for health for them soon.

Joanne again served the fifteen people at our Christmas Dinner table with incredible culinary skill and Bam and Bampy seemed to enjoy the Fixings as they have for many years now.

In some ways, this Christmas seems to be a landmark shift.  With our kids all happily married and building traditions around their homes and growing extended families.  The circle of life seems to be in full swing this year.

I hope that all of you Peeps enjoyed the day.... and that the mixture of memories and emotions have left you on the up side.   Looking forward to wishing you a Happy New Year.

Dump and Deep PC Do Do

 I like the Dump. I purposefully do not put my trash out for curbside pickup so I can take it to the Dump. 

People in Marblehead look very humble at the Dump. Doing their duty.... so to speak.   In this Town, they call the Dump the Marblehead Transfer Station.  But I'm not at a "Station".... I'm at the Dump, and I'm not "Transferring" trash.... I'm Dumping it.

I like the guys and ladies who work at the Dump too. They are either really grouchy or have a great sense of humor. I suppose those are appropriate defense mechanisms if your job is working at the dump. 

I once met up with Judy Goodman at the dump who said "What's the matter? Haven't your ever seen a Jew go to the Dump?" Even though I've spent many happy times with her and her husband Bobby Goodman at the Murray's house during their annual Christmas Eve Party,  I know that Judy and Bobby are Jewish..... with absolutely no idea how this demographic info was actually initially communicated.

I'm sure that I must have seen Jews at the Dump, because I've seen hundreds of people there, and I can't tell the difference between a Jew or a Gentile, unless it is one of those Hassidic Jews with the funny hats and curley hair.  Chances are that a lot of the people there were Jewish that I saw during my many visits from year to year.

 Not sure why Judy said that to me, but I thought it was pretty funny at the time. 

Do you think someone will think I am Anti-Semitic for telling this story?   KMA if you do.  

For some reason, I have a feeling in my gut that this is the type of post that can come back and bite me in the ass.   That PC Police are waiting to pounce on anyone who writes anything about an ethnic demarcation, designation or phrase.   

 I mean, Judy said it, and it was funny.  And now I can say that I have for certain. 

But all I started to mention in this post was that I went to the Dump today...   Now I'm in Deep PC Do Do.

Next time Judy, just throw your trash into the Dump and stop trying to mess with me.