Resting today... Glad I don't have to go to my Aunt Salley's today. Will see them all tomorrow. Today is the Fiddler's day of rest. I guess I should try to do Thank You's today though. One day in a Million I'm not too busy.

I should put the living room back together again too. I can't get into the Foyer or the Closet until I do. The Movie and TV carts are in there blocking the way.

It's so nice to hear the big stereo system without the TV cabnet in the way and walk through the dinning room arch without the huge Movie Projector cart. My wife seems especially happy about that too, but I have four cans of 16mm I got at Zern's last week and I'd like to look at them. Decisions, decisions...

I highly recommend A Serious Man. The new Coen Bros. movie. I’m not sure why I liked it so much…. It’s… well… a Coen Bros. movie… I’m not sure I get it. The ending was a bit vague… at least for me, but some of it was funny and hysterically funny the more times I saw it. You have to remember I’m a projectionist in a movie theatre, so I often see these films many times, but in pieces as I’m rewinding and reloading things…

There is also a big civil war re-enactment over in Schwenksville today I wanted to visit. I keep forgetting though and it's 10:58 already. That started at 10am I think at the old Pennypacker Mansion and Park. That seems so strange. Tokoyo, my wife, used to play Bridge with Penny Pennypacker and my friend Lee Ann Maley kept her horses and pet skunks there. When Penny died, they made the property into a State or National Park. Her family has lived there since the revolutionary war times and hosted Washington and his Troops. The Pennypacker Mill was turned into a Restaurant in the 1940's and when my Dad got out of WWII, he bought it and I lived there until I was 8 years old. My parents ran the restaurant and we lived upstairs. Later the Mill burned down and now it's just an empty lot. It all seems strange they made it into a Park and you have to go there as a tourist now and of course hardly anyone I used to know is left in Schwenksville and I'm treated as an outsider. I went to Elementary School, High School, and Church there. My first job was as a dish washer at the Smorgasbord upstairs over the Schwenksville Fire House. Almost every one in town was related and had lived there for generations. Both my Grandparents owned houses in town. Two sets of Aunts and Uncles and Cousins lived in town. Now most of the people in town are from some where else and we are the strangers...

Here is a link you might want to check out
http://www.fieldtrip.com/pa/02879349.htm

     I don't think this is nearly as funny as my wife does, so I guess this is a woman's story. It is a true story...

     Niki works in a near by Dental office. 25 years ago, her and her husband Jeff bought a house. He got her a brand new dishwasher. It was delivered and left on the porch in its original shipping crate. Jeff kept saying he'd get around to installing it pretty soon...
     The kids were born, they grew up. Flower beds came and went. They painted the house a couple times, new driveway, new cement walk, etc. etc. It still sat there. Jeff even fixed the porch once. He had to shove the crate out of the way, but he put it back when he was done...
      One day, Jeff's Aunt Rita died. Jeff went to the funeral, but Niki stayed home. He called her from his Uncle's house. "Uncle Don says he'll sell you Aunt Rita's Royal Doulton China. It's a complete set of 12 place settings. He only wants $300."
      "Sure, " She said, "go for it..."
      "Remember," He added before he hung up, "You won't be able to put them in the Dishwasher..."
      When he got home, the locks were changed, and all his belongings were out on the lawn....