Paul Sebastian Blog 12/2/11


Good luck to Savannah Christian tonight.  They are one home game away from a trip to the Georgia Dome again for the State Championship.  Go Raiders!

Also, speaking of the Georgia Dome, there’s a little game going on there tomorrow Afternoon at 4.  Bull Dawg Nation, can they upset those boys from the Bayou?  LSU is a 14 point favorite and I don’t think that works in the Tigers favor!  We shall see.

And why is it a 4:00 game and not Prime Time?  I was a little surprised at the time.

For my people, FSU Seminoles, the win over the Gators last Saturday will hold us till next year. 

Happy Football Y’all!

Paul Sebastian Blog September 28, 2011

So who is gonna be in the White House in 2012.  Actually he , or she, wouldn’t be moving in until January 2013, but my guy is Herman Cain.   

He’s 4th in the National Polls, but he just won the Florida Straw Poll.  This guy sticks to the point and knows better than any one running for President, and I mean anyone, “It’s the economy stupid!”

ABC’s Amy Bingham filed this report on Cain’s Economic plan; “Praised by supporters for both its simplicity and its specificity, Cain’s plan drops the current 35 percent corporate tax rate to 9 percent, swaps the 6-bracket personal income tax system for a 9 percent flat tax and creates a 9 percent national sales tax.”

This makes far more sense than anything coming out of the Debates or from the current Administration. 

This self made former CEO of God Father’s Pizza is making us all an offer we can’t refuse.  Cain in ’12 for me!  God Bless America, again!

February 22, 2011

Here’s something that may help your commute in Savannah.  The greatest short cut in town is getting off Abercorn at West Montgomery Cross Road/Middleground Road and taking it back to Abercorn.  Not only is it shorter in distance, it has half the traffic lights.  Despite the 35 MPH speed limit (which seems too low for that nice wide 4 lane) I find it to be a nice relaxing and faster drive home!

All you Braves fans seem pretty optimistic about this season with a new Manager and everything.  I’ve gotten my long suffering Cubs hat out and will wear it proudly again this year.  I hope I don’t hear any of my fellow Cubbies fans say “wait’ll next year” at least until after Spring training is over with!

I’m a baby boomer who is actually a former NASCAR fan.  I can remember the great drivers from the 60s were as much identified with the cars they drove as their name.  Too me all the restrictor rules to make things equal have watered down the sport!  Let the Chevys, Fords, Dodges and Toyotas compete on their merit.  Let the fastest car with the best driver win!  Quit trying to make it “fair!”

12/13/10

The low temp tonight is gonna be 19!  If one more person says “Is it cold enough for you,,,!”  Makes you want to hibernate 'til St. Paddy's Day.  OK, I know it's Christmas time, but Spring is a nice warm day dream, so let me go with that thought!  Spring Time in my family has meant three things, cleaning, the Braves on TV and fishing! 

My first memories of fishing were as a five year old kid, getting up early on a Saturday to go to Mac's Fish Camp with my Daddy and my Uncle Don.  We'd head out about 7:00 to this classy man made pond resort just south of Atlanta.  Mac rented fishing gear and boats and sold bait and snacks in his little store.  I drank my first Yoo Hoo there and caught my first fish, a fine looking Brim that Uncle Don took a Poloroid picture of me with.  A little trick photography made the fish look bigger than me. 

Usually by noon we three guys would be ready for lunch.  I'll never forget eating those fresh caught fish at Mac's.  We'd take our catch up to the store and his wife Louise would take them back to the kitchen and fry them up.  In fifteen minutes or so we'd be chowing down on our catch, served up with hush puppies and iced tea.  In those days it was understood the tea would be sweet, you didn't have to specify!

Now, my first memories of serious fishing came three years later with my maternal Grandmother Long and her sister!  Aunt Lilla May and her husband Uncle Sherman had a small farm in Lyons, near Vidalia.

Before I tell you more about my Grandmother, you need a little back ground on what I called her.  When I was a little kid. my best buddy was named Johnny Thornton.  He called his Grandmother Granny!  So when I was told  to call my Grandmother “Mama Long” like my older cousins, I got the “Mama” part right, but the “Long” was replaced by the second syllable of “Gran-ny!”  She became forever, for me, my sisters and younger cousins Mama Knee!   

When Mama Knee told me that she and Aunt Lilla May would be waking me up early to go fishing I thought, “Yay, just like with Daddy and Uncle Don!”  Except early to my Daddy and Uncle was 7:00 not 3:30 AM!!!!  We were down at the pond in pitch darkness.  Aunt Lilla May said “Y'all keep it quiet or we'll miss the 4:00 catch!  We don't want to scare the fish.  Little Paul, you got that worm hooked in a double S like I showed you, cast out and don't move a muscle!”

I sat there on the banks of that pond with those two sweet old ladies for at least 45 minutes without moving.  My left foot was going to sleep so I gently shuffled it!  Aunt Lilla May quietly asked  “Paul, did you come here to fish or to dance?”

Aunt Lilla May was reeling in the first fish about ten minutes later.  She bragged, “This is gonna be breakfast for all of us, I can tell!”

Boasting about fish seemed to run in the family, so I let her know “My Daddy caught a bass that was three feet long, how big are they down here?”

Panting and tugging my Great Aunt answered “They average around 9 inches in these parts!”

Sarcastically I whispered to Mama Knee, “9 inches, that's not so big!”

My Grandmother looked at me and explained “Boy, down here in Tombs County, they measure the fish, between the eyes!”

Back in 1995 I drove my new wife, Dianne, over to Lyons  to meet Aunt Lillla May.  We parked and walked over to the old pond, and there she was fishing away.  She saw us and waved just as a funeral procession began to pass on the dirt road next to the farm.  Aunt Lilla May took off her straw hat and put it over her heart.  I told her “That's so nice of you, showing respect for the departed!”

My Great Aunt sat back down and said “Shoot, that's the least I could do.  Me and your old Uncle Sherman would have been married 60 years this week!”

10/20/10

This is one of the best TV Season’s I can remember.  The Mad Men Finale had a few surprises, and left my wife and me ready for season 5! 

Mad Men is one of the finest, thoroughly researched and best written shows in TV History.  The cast is top notch and Emmy bound again.

The New Hawaii 5-0 is my favorite new show of the season.  Also love all the CBS letter shows and their variants, NCIS, CSI etc.

In the span of a week we lose my favorite TV Mom, Barbara Billingsley and favorite TV Dad, Tom Bosley.  June Cleaver and Mr. C were the greatest!

PAUL'S BLOG
9/19/2010


Football weekend went great!!!  The Future “Saint Jimbo”* coached my Noles to victory.  Falcons took names and kicked where it counts. 

Oh, sorry Dawgs fans, I feel your pain, not 'cause I'm one of y'all, only 'cause I'm a  Chicago Cubs fan.  I know the feeling.  But as the son of a Ramblin' Wreck, and in his memory, I was rootin' for the Razorbacks Saturday.  My Daddy's two favorite teams were the Jackets and anybody playing Georgia. 

In the home I grew up in, up in Marietta, we could root for the Dawgs ONLY if they were playing a Yankee team, and it was debatable whether Notre Dame was far enough North for our support to be extended all the way to the Hedges.

Oh and even though the paper didn't put it on the front page Sunday Morning with the Hawgs whippin' the Dawgs, Tech ended up beating the Tar Heels!  I appreciate them putting it in the sports section however.

So to my youngest son, Dan, graduate of FSU, Jimbo's gonna do us proud.  And to my son Paul and his wife Jennie and my two Grand-kids Hannah and Tanner in Chicago, “How bout 'dem Bears!”  They took down the Cowboys today!  How Sweet it is!

It's been a great football weekend!


*  Due respect to the great Bobby Bowden!

I remember some comedian saying “why is it the third guy at the red light always sees it turn green first?”  Who ever the comic was, he was obviously sitting on Waters ready to cross Derenne, when he took note of that fact.  HONK HONK!!

Going southbound home from the bungalow, I have learned to get in the right lane, which is very short lived after you cross Derenne.  I scurry across and then jump back in the left lane, which is never a problem, because the first car in the main lane is just starting up.  I've wondered if the writers from Motor Trend aren't doing a Zero to 10 MPH test there, and I didn't get the memo.  

The rest of my commute home is fine, there is just something at Waters and Derenne that keeps the first driver from seeing the light turn green.  Maybe the third driver does see the light turn green first!  In the words of the late great Brother Dave Gardner  “Ain't that weird!”

8/3/10


My name is Paul and I'm a Netflixoholic.  My youngest son Dan got me started, and I will thank him everyday for that!

I was a little annoyed when I had to enter a credit card number before I could accept the six months free he sent me for Christmas.  When June 26th rolled around, I was so glad they had made me do that, because some of the great stuff I had Queued would have been delayed!

May we recommend, The Man Who Knew Too Much starring Jimmy Stewart and Doris Day.  It's Classic Hitchcock from 1956.  I almost fell off the edge of my seat twice.  I had no finger nails for a week!  Watch it!

Thunder Road with Robert Mitchum.  If you are a fellow Baby Boomer from the South, you'll understand.  Younger Southerners need to see it, it's in your blood, you'll get it it.  Yankees of all age will find it a culture shock. 

The Others with Nicolle Kidman.  Like no other movie!  It's like an old Twilight Zone episode on steroids.  Must see on your TV.

The Six Wives of Henry the VIII  Great BBC mini series later seen here in the Colonies.  Worth every disc you have to wait 2 nights for delivery.

Just started watching Public Enemies with Johnny Depp.  Like I said I'm a Netflixoholic and it's “One Night at a Time!”  I think I'm gonna like this one, and I can quit anytime I want.  Yea right.

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6/21/10

Hope all you fellow Dad's had a great and relaxing Father's Day.  And now, the Summer begins.

My current and final wife, Dianne, and I are going to take what is now being called a  Summer “Staycation” in a few days.  We might even get a room on River Street and act like tourists again. 

Before moving to Savannah, we lived in TPC country, Ponte Vedra Beach.  Savannah was one of our favorite weekend get-aways.  I'll never forget being offered a “go cup” for a glass of Chardonnay on our first visit to River Street.  It was a culture shock.  Try sticking one foot out of a Jax Beach Bar with a drink, and you go directly to jail.  Forget collecting $200.  I looked at Dianne and said “We're gonna like this town!”

I think we all tend to take the beauty and splendor of Savannah for granted.  If you're gonna do a “Staycation” you couldn't ask for a better town to do it in.  What if you tried to do that in Des Moines?  '”Darlin' I booked us a room at the Airport Comfort Inn this weekend!  That continental breakfast Rocks!”

We have the squares, the parks, Bamboo Farms, Fort McAllister, the rivers, the lakes and those go cups ain't bad either.  Oh, and a dad gum good baseball team!

One more thing, if you've never taken Savannah Dan's tour, I highly recommend it.

5/5/10

Remember the good old days of pre-cell phone home answering machines?  You recorded a perky message, usually involving those 6 dreaded words “your call is important to me”!  Then it was right to the dad gum beep, so your caller could record their message.

4/11/10

First a shout out to Barbara from Barkie Bow Wow's Pet Salon and Bed and Biscuit.  Thanks for the kind words about my blog on why I'm a Cub's Fan!  Nothin' better than a loaded Chicago Hot Dog. A cold Old Style beer and hearing the four most beautiful words in the world, “Cubs Win, Cubs Win!”

A couple of local events I'm involved with, I want to invite you and your family out to.  The first one is on Saturday April 24th.  It's the second annual Kicklighter Resource Center's Car and Truck Show,.  We're holding it in the Savannah Mall parking lot next to Dillard's.  They've asked me to come back and judge again this year. 

You are guaranteed to see some cool and classic rides.  Kicklighter helps children and adults with learning disabilities.  They've been doing a great job for well over half a century.  Some of the vehicles date back way before that!  It's a fun family event with free admission!

On Sunday May 2nd  I will be hosting the Humane Society's Doggie Carnival for the 4th straight year.  This fun event for every member of your family, including the one with four legs, will once again be held in beautiful Forsythe Park.  We will have contests for you and your pet, great prizes, raffles for incredible stuff, demonstrations, races, good food and drink and so much more. 

Mark Saturday April 24th on your calendar and Sunday May 2nd.  Hope to see you at the Car Show!  And my current and final wife, Dianne, our Rat/Fox Terrier Chee Chee and I look forward to your company at the Doggie Carnival!

3/7/10

Lately, it's rare when someone refers to me as “Young Man”, and isn't being sarcastic.  I'm an old Rock N' Roll Baby Boomer younger than David Letterman, and older than Jay Leno.  This past weekend I was sitting on the dock, at our deep water access condo, fishing.  It was a lazy Savannah Sunday afternoon, as I watched my cork bobbing in the brackish Hoover Creek waters. 

From behind I heard a voice, “Young man, could you use some company?”

I turned around to face a gentleman from my parent's “Greatest Generation!”  Before I could say a word he'd sat down on the dock and was already baiting his hook.  “You like Country Music young fella?”

Turning toward him, he didn't give me a chance to answer, “By Country I don't mean that stuff that comes out of Nashville today!” 

This old boy was a multi-tasker like no one I'd ever seen, he'd opened a beer, poured a drop on his live bait, cast his line and turned on a mini boom box playing a Hank William's CD.  I'm talking Hank Senior, not Bosephus!  Across the water the classic Hill Billy anthem echoed “Hey Good Lookin', What you got Cookin'.....?”

All of a sudden, mind you I haven't said a word, the old timer yelled “Hey boy, look at that, see him?  Is that the biggest Sea Trout you ever seen?  I call him Sam.  Been tryin' to catch him for weeks.  Come on now, oh dad gum it, he cleaned my hook!”

Before he baited his hook again, and opened his second cold beer, I spoke my first words and introduced myself.  As he put another live shrimp on the hook, he told me that he'd learned to soak his bait with beer from an old World War II buddy of his.  “Drives the fish crazy, especially old Sam!”

I told him my Father had served in the War in Germany.  As he cast again he said, “So your Daddy was in that one too huh.  I was Navy in the South Pacific.”

Henry, as I'd learned his name was, took another swig of beer and got another hit on his line!  “Come on now Sam, come to Papa!”  The old Sea Trout took the bait again. 

For the third time the old man tried to catch the trout.  He baited the hook and really soaked the shrimp with beer this time!  Again the old trout took the old man's bait and left the hook shining.

Hank William's “Your Cheatin' Heart” started to play as I saw my cork bob a little.  I jerked on the line and brought up a fish so small, well it was embarrassing.  Henry quickly said “Can I use that thing as bait?” 

The old guy tried to pay me with one of his Pabst Blue Ribbons.  Before I could decline he soaked the little fish with what he'd just offered me.  He cast the line and immediately got a hit.  I could see the big Sea Trout going for it.  All of a sudden he'd taken the bait and was jumping all around in the water.  Next thing I knew, the trout jumped out of the water and was flopping around on the dock.  What luck!

Old Henry picked the fish up and started to throw him back in the water.

“Mr Henry, what are you doing?  You worked so hard for that catch.  That's a good sized Sea Trout!”

He finished tossing the fish back, “Naw, it wouldn't be sporting!  He does that every time after his fourth beer.!  See ya' next Sunday Sam!”

2/15/10

We are fast approaching baseball season and this ol' Georgia boy is ready to put on my favorite National League team colors.  And, yes, my team plays at Turner Field, but not as the home team.   

It all started three years ago when as a wonderful Father's Day gift, my two sons flew their current and final Step Mom, Dianne, and me up for a week long visit to Chicago.  My oldest boy, Paul, is a successful professional gym coach.  He and his wife, Jenny, and my two beautiful Grand kids, live in suburban Plainfield.  “Small Paul”, as I used to call him, now owns the gym!

My youngest, Dan, moved to the great Windy City after graduating from FSU.  In '07 he was working on his PhD in Psychology at the University of Illinois, Chicago.  He and his lady, Angela, lived less than a mile from Wrigley Field!  They are still together in Baltimore, where Dr. Dan, is still, like his Daddy and big brother,  a Cub's fan!

For the first three days we did all of the typical tourist stuff.  We saw Millennium Park, the world famous Navy Pier, the splendor of Lake Shore drive, where we tried to figure out which top floor penthouse condo Oprah lived in.  And at my request, we had lunch at the Cubs' legendary Hall of Fame announcer, Harry Caray's Italian Steakhouse.  It was there that my sons pulled out tickets to the next days Cubs game.  Wrigley Field, here we come!

The Cubs were taking on the Arizona Diamondbacks at 1:20.  The “girls” all decided to get some shopping in, while the three of us headed to the ballpark.  Paul and I parked right in front of Dan's apartment.  He commented that he couldn't believe we got a space on game day.  I kind of shook my head, “Son, it's 10:15 in the morning.  Game time's not for three more hours!” 

Paul pointed across the street to a sign that read “Cubs parking full!”  He explained “Dad, forget everything you ever associated with Major League Baseball from going to Braves games.  There you pull off I-75, get a parking place, watch the game, then get back on the Interstate to go home.  Most of the die hard Cubs fans are already in one of the many bars we'll pass along the way.  A Cubs game is more like a Southern college football game!” 

Old Dad was finally starting to get it!  I took off my seat belt and opened the door to my son's mini van and said, “Well son, why don't we get your little brother and go join the natives.  How 'bout them Cubs anyway!”

At 10:45 I was enjoying my first ever tomato topped hot dog and an Old Style Beer.  I knew my personal hero, Jimmy Buffett, would assure me “It's 5:45 Somewhere!”  How 'bout them Cubs indeed.

Wrigley Field is awesome.  It's in a wondrous time warp.  If you were shown a black and white snapshot, from the game I watched July 21st, 2007, it would be hard to know if it were taken in 1957, 1977, last year or last week.  Look at the scoreboard and you'll see a hand reach out and change the numbers.    Across the street from the hallowed ball field, are people sitting on bleachers, on top of homes and apartment buildings.  How bout them Cubs doesn't do them justice.

In the 7th inning stretch we all sang Take Me Out to the Ballgame.  The fans were great and filled with passion.  We, I mean the Cubs lost 3 to 1 to the Diamondbacks.  A couple of “wait til next years” have passed and maybe 2010 will be the year!   If that happens for the first time in 102 years, my heart will be on aisle 424, row 9, seat 105, celebrating with the rest of Wrigleyville!  “Buy me some peanuts and Crackerjacks, I don't care if I ever come back!  HOLY COW!”

1/7/10

Health foods, the rules have changed thank goodness


So did you hear the one about the middle aged guy who says to his wife?  “Honey have you seen my aspirin?  You know the doctor told me to take one a day to prevent heart problems?”

“Don't worry dear, I put an extra tablespoon of mayonnaise in your tuna salad, you'll be just fine!”

Now for a little warm weather humor in January,  The teenage girl asks, “Mom where is the sun screen?   I'm going down to the pool.”

“Don't worry Sweetie, just finish your cup of cocoa and you'll be good for an hour or so!”

OK, don't try the following health regime at home before, as they say on TV, checking with your Doctor first.  Hellmann's has a mayonnaise made with “the goodness of Canola Oil” that actually promotes cardiovascular health.  It is high in Omega 6 and Omega 3 essential oils for “good heart health!”  I put some of that stuff on a hamburger and it was delicious.  It tasted like it was bad for me.  That's OK I can still feel guilty about the fried ground chuck it was on.  You have to take this health food thing, one step at a time. 

Research shows that women who drink cocoa are much less likely to get sunburned than women who don't.  It protects you against the Sun's UV rays.  Properties in tomatoes and Salmon and other fatty fish high in Omega 3 also keep you from getting red.  Throw a little Canola mayo on that dish, and you can be protected all day, and have a healthy heart.

Finally some good news for chocolate lovers!  Dark Chocolate lowers blood pressure.  I never thought I'd be a big fan of health food, but that's all changed.  If only adult beverages were good for me!

Believe it or not the antioxidants in Cold Beer, Red Wine and even some Chardonnays fight cancer, heart disease, diabetes and even cataracts.  Happy Hour is a lot more fun than laser surgery.  My dad gum In laws down in Jacksonville are going to live forever, with perfect eye sight!

I hope this little blog about nutrition helped in planning your family meals.  Oh, since I have told you what is good for you that you thought wasn't, here is the flip side of that coin.  New research ties tofu with thyroid dysfunction.  I don't know, maybe a little extra mayo on that fake sausage or wiener will make it alright.  But check with your doctor first.  Bon Appetit and Cheers!

Paul Sebastian Blog
October 10, 09

This morning I opened my e-mail and saw that I had 14 new messages.  All but one was from a well meaning, good friend, who I have diagnosed as a  “Mass Forwarder!”  Or maybe he's just a “Serial E-mailer!” 

I have no close friends named Keith, so for the sake of anonymity, that's what we'll call him.  I never receive one e-mail from “Keith”, he waits till he has at least 6  things to send me and the other people in his 20 person “must forward group!”  He takes the time to customize each one with a personal heading like “you won't believe this”, “this is true”, “this is a keeper” and my all time favorite “don't break the chain!”  This is the one where failing to forward the message means I don't support the troops, I think John Wayne was a bad actor and I've got a big curse coming! 

You know, If I had saved a tenth of my friend's e-mails, I could publish a complete book on stupid Urban Legends.  No matter what “Keith” gets in his e-mail, I get an instant copy of it!  I have to admit I spent one fearful day, filling my car up last January, checking to make sure there was no disease tainted hypodermic needle stuck on my pump nozzle!  “Seek immediate medical help, if you inadvertently become inoculated!” 

Snopes.com separates fact from fiction, and discloses to the world when a story is true or is an Urban Legend!  I sent “Keith” a link to this website and he immediately downloaded 6 of their bogus stories and e-mailed them to me saying “Thanks Paul, this site is great!”  Let me stress, if he couldn't have found at least 6 stories, he wouldn't have bothered forwarding them to me, and his other 19 dad gum friends!  Not to mention the fact that clearly, none of this stuff was true!

The man will forward anything, I mean anything!  The other day he sent a note attached to an obvious spam that said “Don't know if you need to use this stuff yet, but this is a good price!  I did hear it causes blurred vision, but the price is right, and it might make the little woman happy!”  This broken English spam asked for my credit card number and guaranteed 2 day delivery!  I can't wait to ask my doctor, if being an idiot is right for me! 

And the “little woman” would be a lot happier if I wasn't spending half an hour a day going through “Keith's” e-mail,

PAUL SEBASTIAN BLOG 8/18

You know it seems that the comics in the paper just aren’t as funny as they were when I was a kid. Of course today’s young folks don’t even know what the funny papers are. I said something about Dilbert the other day and my ten year old Grandson, Tanner, asked “What web site is that on Pop?”

One of my favorite comics growing up was Blondie. For some reason seeing Dagwood collide with the Mail Man once or twice a week, seemed a lot funnier then, than it does now

Don't know about you, but I never have had my mail delivered at 8 in the Morning, If that had been the case, I might have had as many collisions as ol’ Dagwood.

Now I admit, I still get a kick out of the aforementioned Dilbert, which wasn't around in my younger days, so that brilliant strip is exempt from my critique of the classics.

Also exempt is the Legendary Peanuts, which is timeless and will always be in permanent re runs.

Imagine if all you had to do in your eight hour a day job was draw a couple of frames, and come up with a funny punchline. “Hmmm, should it be Sarge beating Beetle to a pulp, or a General Halftrack golf joke?” “Should Andy Capp be coming up with an excuse for coming in late from the pub with Chalkie, or should Andy be “Mr. Competitive” in a not so friendly game of Soccer?”

Enough on the not so funny papers! I'll close by saying “Goodnight Charlie Brown, wherever you are!”

7/6/09

My wife, Dianne, is the first person to steer me away from high fructose corn syrup. The alternative to making everything this stuff is in, is good old fashioned sugar. It's probably more expensive to sweeten things with sugar, and it's been known to give you cavities and expand your waste line, but at least it ain't got MERCURY in it!

See, the process used to make high fructose corn syrup can cause traces of mercury to seep into whatever is being made. We're talking candy, cookies, soft drinks, yogurt etc. and I do mean etc.

It's in foods you don't even think of needing to be sweetened, like bread. If you can find a brand of hamburger buns that doesn't contain high fructose corn syrup, please email me and let me know what it is. And while you're at it, try finding a brand of ketchup that doesn't use it!

In the Super Market today, high fructose corn syrup was even listed on their fresh made sushi! Why would you ever think of sweetening something that's gonna get dunked in soy sauce? Never understood that whole raw fish thing anyway. And y'all better have been telling me the truth about California Rolls being fully cooked!

You know across America as well as here in Savannah, schools have been shut down because a little mercury got loose. Maybe in the fall they aught to check their cafeteria!

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