Sunday, January 27, 2013

Little change of pace...

To be honest I have absolutely no idea what direction I want to take with this whole "Blogging" thing.  On the one hand, I thought that it would be a great medium from which to rant about or otherwise complain about whatever stuck in my craw on any given day, a proverbial soapbox of sorts.  I suppose there will be plenty of those posts, but I think that a least for the time being, this place is just going to be a repository for whatever and whenever.  

So.....in light of the preceding disclaimer, here a just a few interesting pics that I ran across yesterday. 

 
I think that this is one of the best names that I have ever seen.  



The Label says it all !



So I thought this one was a little odd...and then I thought, I would eat that cereal.  But then, I wondered what the hell that guy was holding in his hand?  I think it's a Banana.


I think I saved the best for last. The look on the girl's face is priceless!





Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Sullivan Ballou Letter...

Perhaps one of the most eloquently written letters I have ever read.  Great story behind this letter.


July 14, 1861
Camp Clark, Washington

My very dear Sarah:
The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days—perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write again, I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more . . .

I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans on the triumph of the Government and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and sufferings of the Revolution. And I am willing—perfectly willing—to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt . . .

Sarah my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me unresistibly on with all these chains to the battle field.


The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them for so long. And hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years, when, God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and seen our sons grown up to honorable manhood, around us. I have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something whispers to me—perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar, that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battle field, it will whisper your name. Forgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have often times been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness . . .

But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the gladdest days and in the darkest nights . . . always, always, and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath, as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by. Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again . . .

Sullivan Ballou was killed a week later at the first Battle of Bull Run, July 21, 1861.

Born March 28, 1829 in Smithfield, R.I., Ballou was educated at Phillips Academy in Andover, Mass.; Brown University in Providence, R.I. and the National Law School in Ballston, N.Y. He was admitted to the Rhode Island Bar in 1853.

Ballou devoted his brief life to public service. He was elected in 1854 as clerk of the Rhode Island House of Representatives, later serving as its speaker.
He married Sarah Hart Shumway on October 15, 1855, and the following year saw the birth of their first child, Edgar. A second son, William, was born in 1859.
Ballou immediately entered the military in 1861 after the war broke out. He became judge advocate of the Rhode Island militia and was 32 at the time of his death at the first Battle of Bull Run on July 21, 1861.

When he died, his wife was 24. She later moved to New Jersey to live out her life with her son, William, and never re-married. She died at age 80 in 1917.
Sullivan and Sarah Ballou are buried next to each other at Swan Point Cemetery in Providence, RI. There are no known living descendants.

Ironically, Sullivan Ballou’s letter was never mailed. Although Sarah would receive other, decidedly more upbeat letters, dated after the now-famous letter from the battlefield, the letter in question would be found among Sullivan Ballou’s effects when Gov. William Sprague of Rhode Island traveled to Virginia to retrieve the remains of his state’s sons who had fallen in battle.

Bobby Kennedy...

"There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why...I dream of things that never were and ask why not?"
-Robert F. Kennedy

Always liked this.

Working on it...


Wise Man.......still haven't quite figured out the WHY.

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

How to select a good tailor...



I recently stumbled across a piece I wrote for a friend in the bespoke clothing business.  Featured in Mister Guy magazine.  Been a long time 

How to Select a Good Tailor

By: Bobby Richards

Edited By: Steve Brinkman


Technical Consultant: Naresh Mansukhani

God made man. Tailor made him a gentleman- anon.
Working in an office every day with a virtual who's who in the business world affords me the opportunity to see a lot of designer clothing labels. Time and again I see young executives, up-and-coming entrepreneurs, and even established movers-and-shakers waltz in with today's most prestigious designer brands. Before I educated myself and learned what to look for in a well-tailored garment, I must admit that I was awestruck. A top-shelf suit, not unlike a Rolls Royce or a Bentley, is often construed as a status symbol- a testament to one's level of success and achievement. But no matter how expensive the fabric may be, or what the label on the inside says, if a suit's not tailored properly you may as well wear it to wash the family car. The key ingredient to an appropriately personalized garment is a good tailor.

We've all been to the larger department and men's specialty stores that promise to have you looking your best in minutes, thereby making you a life-long customer. More often than not the salesman has a predetermined idea of your size, and will ask you to try a size that reinforces his conclusion. Before you know it the jacket is off the hanger, on your shoulders and you're wearing a garment that is literally swimming on you. Sound familiar? You know this suit doesn't look or feel right but your sales associate not so subtly reassures you that "all that extra fabric can be taken in here and there", and "don't worry about a thing". Personally I'm uncomfortable with this degree of guesswork and would like a more precise fit from the get-go. Sometimes the best alteration is no alteration. People today are busier than ever before, and men supposedly don't like to shop anyway. This heightens the temptation to buy an ill-fitting suit quickly because a supposed seasoned professional says it looks good on you. Instead I advise to take your time shopping for a suit- be thorough in examining all the garments that appeal to you in stores in your area. Be sure to include at least one well-recommended local tailor in your search. Making your final selection doesn't have to consume an entire day, but allow at least two or three hours to do the job properly. After all, if you didn't care about your appearance you wouldn't be buying a suit in the first place, so why rush something that is so critical to your personal presentation and how others perceive you?

In your hunt for that master clothing craftsman you should keep a few things in mind. First- do your homework. Finding the right tailor can be a formidable task if you don't know how to look or what to look for. There's a wealth of information on the subject on the Internet, in books and magazines. Begin by searching the GQ or Esquire online archives; many articles on tailoring have been written in these two magazines in recent years. Log on to www.StyleForum.netwww.SuitYourself.com, orwww.AskAndyAboutClothes.com. Don't be afraid to ask advice on purchasing tailored clothing at any of these sites. Many of the gentlemen who congregate there are seasoned suit buyers, and are only too happy to assist you. Many excellent books also exist on the subject- Bruce Boyer's Eminently Suitable and Elegance, Bernhard Roetzel's Gentleman, and Gentleman's Guide to Grooming and Style, and Alan Flusser's Style and the Man, and Dressing the Man. For the most comprehensive listing of tailors and specialty stores with great in-house tailors, pick up The Men's Clothing Guide by Steve Brinkman, or check his web site at www.MensSpecialtyRetail.com.

A truly competent tailor should interview you, rather than the other way around. He should ask you questions about your lifestyle and what sort of person you are. What career have you chosen and what are your short- and long-term goals? What kind of office environment do you work in, with what sort of dress code? What image do you wish to project about yourself- today and in the future? A tailor worthy of your trust should ask these questions because he or she should be more interested in you, and working together to achieve a style that works for you, than the size of your wallet. Finally, a prospective tailor should determine if it's really necessary to make you a true custom garment. Are you difficult to fit? Can he make some minor alterations through a vendor's made-to-measure program before suggesting the time and expense of true custom? If you've agreed that money is no object, then your tailor is free to work with you on selecting fabric, cut, and style that will make your clothing a true work of art that will stand the test of time. In reality most men, even if they're difficult to fit, can buy off-the-rack or made-to-measure tailored clothing. Few men are candidates for the rarified air of the $3,000 and up custom suit, but it is the ultimate expression of personal style.

In The Men's Clothing Guide Steve Brinkman raves about the service he received at Fairfield Clothiers in Fairfield, CT. Mr. Brinkman reports that this establishment was the only store of over 1300 he visited that took the time to press his shirt and suit while also dispensing invaluable advice about style, fit, and what worked best with his body type and occupation. I'm happy to relate that I had a similar experience at Fairfield Clothiers. Before I ventured into this store for the first time, I had fallen prey to the department store routine, buying one ill-fitting suit after another. Few things can deflate an ego faster than a co-worker or loved one telling you that your new suit is beautiful, but it looks a little big on you. Such was not the case with Fairfield Clothiers. The proprietor, Mr. Naresh Mansukhani, asked all the questions outlined above before even allowing me to try on a garment. Then he took a tremendous amount of time with me to make certain that the fit of my suit was perfect both for my physique, hair and eye color, and my complexion. He also made sure the suit I selected was a good fit for my budget and my lifestyle. In contrast, department store salespeople rarely took the time to explain anything to me and always seemed more interested in closing the deal than making sure I looked my best. From my perspective the problem with the larger department stores is the lack of intimacy, the salesman see so many people on any given day, that's its difficult to remember a specific individual. You're likely to be remembered as "the 46 regular I sold last month", rather than by your first and last name. Naresh and any truly good tailor will always remember your name, the details of what you've purchased in the past, and why you purchased it.

When interacting with your tailor, try to keep an open mind. Sometimes we like to remember ourselves as being a size 42 when in fact time and Mother Nature have subtly (and sometimes not so subtly) changed our dimensions. A good tailor will point such matters out to you, never to offend or humiliate, but to be certain that your suit is tailored to your body type, and not the other way around. You're not fooling anyone but yourself trying to fit into the same size you wore to your wedding! A proficient tailor will make you look two inches taller and twenty pounds lighter. In the end you're the boss, but keep in mind your tailor has much more experience in the sartorial arts. Have fun with the process, but if you go into it with a negative attitude, that's what you'll get out of it. And who knows, you may learn something new about yourself. Maybe your tailor will suggest a new color that really makes you shine or perhaps a particular pattern or weave that's just the kick that your wardrobe needed. Your tailor will be able to point you in the right direction.

I hope that I've been able to shed a little light on the subject of selecting a good tailor. If you take away nothing else from this article, I implore you to remember that designer names and labels can be wonderful, and many are certainly synonymous with the highest quality craftsmanship. But what would a Rolls Royce be without the hand finishing and painstaking attention to detail? The same thing an expensive designer suit would be without a skilled craftsman tailoring it to your body- a bad investment.


Get your own stuff Scumbag....

So there's been a rash of break-ins in my area lately, most of which seem to share the same M.O.  A kicked in door or broken window, the Perp tears the place apart, and raids the medicine cabinet in search of the much coveted prescription pain medication.  Seriously?  Has our society degenerated so far that these dirt bags are risking life and limb just to get a fix?

Addiction in one form of another, has been around since the dawn of Man, and granted robbery is nothing new.  I'm not writing a thesis on the psychology of dirt bags here, and before I go any further, I should stress that I do not feel all addicts are scum.  What concerns me the most is the brazen nature of these crimes.  More often than not, these acts are committed in broad daylight, presumably when the mark is at work.  Think about it, most folks don't necessarily give a car parked in the driveway during the day a second thought.  Consider another scenario that plays out like this: two Perps drive to a home where they suspect the occupants are out, most likely they have kept an eye on the home and are familiar with the inhabitants comings and goings.  The driver drops off his accomplice who makes his way inside in search of their plunder.  This gives the driver the opportunity to avoid attracting unwanted attention to a strange car parked in the mark's driveway.  After an agreed upon amount of time, usually just a matter of minutes, the driver swings back to pick up his cohort and your stuff.

I guess the lesson here is to be vigilant.  Living in a small town has it's perks, one of which is most folks know each other and are obliged to watch out for their neighbors place.  New York City adopted a great slogan after the 9/11 attacks, in which people were encouraged to remain vigilant and not be concerned about looking foolish if their suspicions turned out to be unfounded.  "If you see something, say something."

A special note to you pill popping losers.  There are those out there who feel sorry for you and your "disease"  Most of them are bleeding heart liberals and overpaid hand holders who insist that it's the drugs that make you the way you are.  I don't care about you.  I will not take pity on you and I will show you no mercy.  Get your own stuff.....Scumbag.

Monday, January 21, 2013

"From My Cold Dead Hands...."

So up until now I have deliberately sat on the sidelines and watched yet another "Gun Control" debate rage on.  All the usual players have weighed in, and the nuts on both sides have not disappointed with the rhetoric.  I thought that I would throw my two cents in….

First….I would encourage individuals to take a step back and look at the situation rationally.  All the banter and little posters (E-Cards) about how guns don't kill people are cute and funny, but they don't help.  All the "From my cold dead hands" speeches are inspiring, but they don't help.  Chest thumping and veiled threats will accomplish little in the way of meaningful debate. If history teaches us anything, it's that all the politically motivated B.S. rarely accomplishes anything. The Liberal agenda, in my humble opinion, is and always has been to foster a Nanny State, a Government that is not "For the people" as Mr. Lincoln so eloquently said, but rather a Government that decides what is best for the people.

There are no words that can adequately express the tragedy that occurred in Sandy Hook, CT.  Having family in Newtown and having worked with a Woman who's Son was fortunate enough to escape Lanza's rampage, I can say that my heart aches for them.  While I know there are those who will vehemently disagree, another assault weapons ban will not prevent another horror like this from occurring.  Does anyone truly believe that this twisted Monster would not have found another way to slaughter innocents had he not had access to his Mother's Guns?  And while we're on that topic, how about that word "access"?  Perhaps an important and somewhat overlooked issue here is the culpability of Nancy Lanza, who made these weapons available to her deranged Son.  Sorry if I hit a nerve here with those of you who would feel sorry for her, and it goes without saying that no one deserves the fate she suffered.  However, I feel anyone who would teach a Kid with an obvious antisocial disorder to handle a gun and allow him to hold up in a basement for hours at a time playing video games, failed in her duties as a Parent.  But I digress.  So in light of the events in Colorado and Sandy Hook, we find ourselves in the middle of yet another "Evil black rifle" uproar.  I've got news for you, that is if you have been living in a cave or under a rock for the better part of your life, there are so many of what the Media has dubbed "Assault Weapons" out there, anybody with a desire to do so could get their hands on one.  Would a new assault weapons ban curb gun violence or mass shootings going forward?  No.  The research is out there and the statistics have been presented by people infinitely more intelligent than I could ever hope to be, and the consensus is that the first ban didn't work, neither will the second.

I firmly believe that some of the proposals put forward by the Vice President's task force are a good idea, if not a no brainer.  While I completely oppose registration, universal background checks are a good idea, and in fact only serve protect Society.  Sorry Folks, but if you are a Felon convicted of any sort of violent crime you don't deserve the right to possess a firearm.  Hunting?  Use a stick or a sling shot like the Cave Man did.  Now I know there are those that see any sort of background check as a threat to liberty, if not a slippery slope towards more Big Brother interference in the lives of John Q. Citizen.  Get over it.  

I've grown so tired of hearing Pundits on both sides exclaiming what the Founders were thinking when it came to the Second Amendment, (that's the Right to keep and bear arms in the Bill of Rights, for those of you who like to proselytize without having any clue as to what you are talking about)  I suspect our Founding Father's could never have predicted the America that we now live in.  Indeed it may be a sad reality, but I personally agree with what NRA Executive Vice President Wayne LaPierre said, "The only thing that stops a bad guy with a gun is a good guy with a gun."  

Once more into the fray...

So I have decided that it is time to share my thoughts with the masses, or the two people who may accidentally stumble across this "Blog"  Not a novel idea by any stretch of the imagination, but I figured what the hell, everybody else is doing it.

The majority of content that I intend to post here will be opinionated, heavily biased and perhaps even one-sided.  Only time will tell if any substantive or useful information will ever grace these pages.  For now, I will simply fill it with random thoughts and with a little luck, the odd intelligent post.  I leave you with Cat-Norris