I Smell Cake*

Gene Wilder, the star of classic comedies like Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory (1971) and several of Mel Brooks’ films, has died, on Monday, August 29, 2016. He was 83.


Even though he starred in many Mel Brooks movies Blazing Saddles and Young Frankenstein, my favorite movie he was in was Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory.

Just the other day on my drive back from Port Aransas, I was listen to one of my favorite songs, “Pure Imagination“. I think I must of listened to it at least 7 or 8 times.

A memory that I have from watching this movies is the time my friend, Rita, her boys and I watched the movie one afternoon. We deceided to buy all the Willy Wonka candy we could find and eat it while watching the movie. Well. best laid plans… we got 1/2 way throught the movies and we all O.D. on the candy. It was fun until you get to the moment were you cannot eat another piece of candy. We stopped eating the candy an continued to watch the movie.

R.I.P. Gene Wilder, you will e fondly remember for the movies that you made and the smiles you put on people’s faces.

Side Note:

* My brother, Joe and I would always say this to each other after someone famous died.

“I smell cake! If Uncle Bernie died, someone’s gonna have to go on a beer run!”— Dan Dorian

“My Cake” is the sixth episode of Scrubs’ fourth season. J.D.’s father dies and he and his brother Dan have to cope with it.


Song of the Day – Ready To Go

Today song of the day is for my friend, Patrick (aka Sweet PEA).

Ready to Go” (1996) by Republica.

When Patrick and I worked at The Palace of Auburn Hills together, we would go and see the Detroit Vipers, IHL hockey team play. They would play this song at every game.

Patrick hated this song. Every time it came on, I would look at him and ask “who sings this song?” He would just give me the evil eye and tell me. Funny thing was, that I knew who sung this song, but I loved getting him mad about me asking all the time.

Funny how a song can bring back so many fond memoires. I miss my friend  Patrick. We had so much fun together. While we were at The Palace, we became really good friends. We did some many fun things together. Go out to dinner, go concerts, make S’mores in his office (don’t ask how), have coffee and talk for hours and watch college football games.

When he moved to Atlanta, I even went down there to visit him. We had lots of fun there too. We went to The Flying Biscuit Café Buckhead. I had such a great visit with him there.

Now he is in California now and its been a while since we saw each other. I am thinking about taking a long weekend next Spring to go and visit him. I am looking forward catching up with my old friend.

Patrick is the type of friend that you don’t have to see or talk to on a regular basis. But when we do get a chance to talk to each other, it like no time has past and there is that trust there that we can say anything and everything. I know that if I ever needed anything, he would either be there or help me through whatever it is. And I would do the same for him, in a heartbeat.  I am learning that those types of friends are hard to come by and I’m learning to value that type of friendship more and more.

So when I do make it to California, I’m going to make sure that I have this song ready to play on my iPhone. Just for him!

Love ya, Sweet PEA!


Wizard of Oz: A heart is not judged by how much you love; but by how much you are loved by others.

I just want to thank all of my family and friends who took time out of their busy schedule to drop me a message/text yesterday.

It was a tough day. I decided to take a road trip to Port Aransas and gather my thoughts.

I was thinking how alone I was, but after seeing that there are people that do care, I need to refocus my attention.

It only takes a minute to bring a smile to someone and let them know you are thinking of them. It doesn’t matter if they are close or far. Someone you talk to on a regular basis or someone who you haven’t seen in years.

There is a reason they are friends and distance and time should not matter.

So, I’m going to try my hardest to focus on the people that I care about and who care about me. Life is too short to worry about things that are out of my control.

Thanks again family and friends. You touched my heart.

Side Note: To Gary and Teri, the couple I met at the restaurant, it was nice meeting you. I hope you do look me up when you are in San Antonio.

Amazing, how total strangers managed to make me smile today. They just took the time to turn around and say hello and tried to steal my Texas Boil! 😉Sometimes, it’s  the simplest of things, it made my afternoon.

731 Days

Sometimes I just want someone to hug me and say, “I know it’s hard. You’re going to be okay.

731 Days

That is how many days it’s been from Thursday, August 28th, 2014 to Sunday, August 28th, 2016 since my brother, Joe died.

It’s hard to believe it’s been two years already. Sometimes it feels like a lifetime ago that it happened and other times it feels like it just happened.
Joe was your typical little, pain in the ass brother! Oh, how he could press my buttons and set me off. We could give each other the silent treatment like nobody’s business. Then there were those times where we would be the best of friends.

We would quote movie lines back to each other. Or text each other, while being in the same room.

Joe had a strange and weird sense of humor. Either you got it and thought it was funny or you didn’t get it.

I still have the texts that we sent each other the morning that he died. I so afraid of losing them, that I have them saved on a couple of Clouds and SD cards. I haven’t brought myself to read them. I don’t know when I will be able to read them without being crashed that Joe is gone.
His Facebook page is still open, I haven’t been able to close the account. Once in a while I like going on there and reading the nice posts from his friends who say that they miss him and his sense of humor.

The first six months after his death, I was gun-ho on cleaning out his room and getting stuff organized. Now, at the two-year mark, I haven’t been able to go through his stuff. Not sure when I will be able to go in there and take care of it?

Peanut Butter, you wonder why peanut butter would make me think of Joe? For the past two years, we have had the same peanut butter jars in the cabinet when Joe died. Joe ate a huge spoonful of peanut butter every night. We went through a lot of peanut butter when he was alive.

One of the last meals that Joe ate was spaghetti that I made. He even made a comment on how good it was. To this day, I have a very hard time making spaghetti.

I remember Joe when I see something funny on TV. My first reaction is to text Joe or let him know that I saw something funny. He would be thrilled that the “Glimore Girls” is coming back.

This past week leading up to today have been very hard. My emotions have been all over the place. A little bit of me is still mad as hell that Joe left me and there is a little bit that still in denial that he is gone. I swear if I gave in to them, I could cry all day or want to punch someone/something.

I wish that I could snap my fingers and everything would be back to normal. But I know that won’t happen. I have to believe that Joe is with our Mom and both are pain free and together and having a blast together.

Once is a while, I feel that he (and my Mom) are watching over me.

Like when I drive into work, sometimes I see two Cardinals flying across the road. Cardinals are supposed to mean that angels are near. 

Or whenever I hear “Free Bird” by Lynyrd Skynyrd. Joe had this weird connection to that song. He always requested that our nephew play that song on his trombone. So whenever I hear it, I think it’s Joe letting me know he’s there.  Even Brad, our nephew, has experienced hearing that song while he was doing something to the truck he drives, which was Joe’s truck.

So today, I will try to remember all the good times and all the laughs we had

Until we meet again, brother. I miss you.

“Cryin’ for Me (Wayman’s Song)” is a song written and recorded by American country music artist Toby Keith. Keith wrote this song as a tribute to his friend and fellow Oklahoman Wayman Tisdale, a basketball player and jazz musician, who passed away in on Friday 15th May 2009.

Things I Want… Compass Necklace

 I have wanted a compass necklace for a while now. I watched a movie where someone had a compass necklace. 

Susan Sarandon’s character Reggie Love in the movie, “The Client”, had a checkered past and lost custody of her children. Reggie wore a compass pendant so she would not “lose her way” again.

That has always stuck with me. There have been many times when I felt that I have lost my way.

Recently, I have felt even more lost on where what I’m doing. Maybe I need something like this to help me find my way. 

Words To Live By

I swear, someone is watching over me. Now I just need to listen. 

This goes to family, friends and anyone in my life. 

Happy Birthday, Bradley James Keesler

Today is my nephew, Bradley James Keesler’s birthday. He turns 29 years old today.

From the very moment that my sister, Cynthia told me she was pregnant, I have loved this kid! Not a day goes by that I don’t count my blessings that I have this person in my life.

He has grown into a wonderful young man. I cannot wait to see what she does with the rest of his life. The sky is the limit on what he can do.

So I want to thank my sister and my brother-in-law for raising such a good person and to my niece who has been a part of his growing to be the man he has become.

I love you, Brad more than words can say. I know that you have special people watching over you and blessing you along your way.

Brad Keesler in Rome

Happy birthday and I love you.

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