Nothing to say

Usually I wait to post on this thing until I have something to write about. However, there is absolutely nothing going on right now. Been nowhere, done nothing. Got no plans, no hopes, no dreams...why else would I watch so much bad TV. But, I decided to post a couple of pictures of me and the kids anyway. Hey, in this case, no news is good news.

Wrestling in the Carolinas

So, it turns out there's this long history of semi-pro wrestling in this state. My significant other, Miguelito, and I decided to indulge ourselves in some decidedly anti-intellectual entertainment. We enticed an unwitting accomplice, Sam, and headed to the sports arena in Burlington for some CWF Mid-Atlantic wrestling action. Miguel agreed to accompany me strictly as a sociological experiment. I went out of curiosity, and to support local athletics. Well, let me tell you...it was $10 well spent. I had a blast. I think Miguel was in a state of shock so he wasn't able to appreciate it as fully as I did. I was impressed...it was a very professional effort. The story lines were tight, the fights well choreographed, the acrobatics completely believable and the wrestlers themselves were mostly youngish, slim built, cute guys. I was expecting a bunch of old fat dudes. OK, so I like wrestling. What's next...NASCAR? Cock fighting? Tractor pulls?!


Check out the news about the fight here: http://www.indyinsiders.com/pro/cwf0/dojo.html

Pioneer Day

The church had its annual Pioneer Day celebration last Saturday. I learned some important new skills; like setting up camp, reading a compass, grinding wheat and making bread in a cast iron skillet over an open fire. The most valuable lesson I learned--that there is no substitute for indoor plumbing.

The OTHER Nicholsons

Miguel and his brother, Britts. And then me with Britts and his wife, Pam. I thought me and Mikey were a couple of freaks because we never watch TV shows made after 1979. Apparently they never watch any shows made after 1969. I was sad to learn that all 3 of their cats passed away a few months ago. One died of congestive heart failure, one had diabetes and died of kidney failure and one just plain died. bummer. They still have their dogs...two incorrigible Boston Terriers, Petey and Norton. They call them the Boston Terrorists.

Happy 4th of July

We spent the weekend at the Charlotte Pop Festival...which, strangely enough, was held at a club in downtown Charlotte. Charlotte is about a 2 and a half hour drive from beautiful downtown Bynum, or for you non-Southerners who don't measure distance in time, that is 141 miles. A lot of the usual suspects from Miguel's pop festival (Sparklefest) were there, so it was like a family reunion. Actually it was exactly like a family reunion because we also went to see Miguel's brother and sister-in-law. We took a short side trip to South Carolina because Miguel wanted to buy fireworks. The fireworks laws in SC are quite a bit more relaxed than in NC, so you can buy all kinds of explosives and WMDs that are illegal here. It's a good thing we've had so much rain, otherwise he might set the county on fire.

Birdwatching

It's Mr. Jones...hanging out on the deck hoping a bird will fly into his mouth. I can't believe the year is half over! It's time to start thinking about Christmas again. Good grief. Since there's nothing on the TV (as usual), we're back to renting DVDs of old shows from the 60s and 70s. Miguel has us watching a show "The Invaders." It's this really cool sci-fi show about aliens who take over a human body and wreak all kinds of havoc. It's a lot like "Invasion of the Body Snatchers." It's very dark and edgy. Really wild, considering how old it is. And it's so superior to just about everything that's currently on the tube. Of course, I'm still engrossed in "Doctor Who." I'm so thrilled that I've made a convert of Bert. She is now watching with me. We've started renting episodes from the 70s, with Tom Baker as the Doctor. I finally got to see "I Am Legend." I liked it, but you know how I feel about zombie movies.