A Moonshooters Diary

I've found out (through a source I won't divulge...'cause I forgot who it was), that I could watch TV and movies for free on Hulu.  Now, with the price being with my 'range of affordabilty', I decided to check it out.  At first I went through the 'learning stage'.  I had to, like most other sites I come across, learn to navigate.  Since boating is not one of my skills, it was NOT smooth sailing at first. I found out, that without a TV service I could keep up with my favorite 'soap operas'.  And that's what I started doing.  But curiosity got the best of me.  One day I accidentally clicked on 'Korean drama' and a whole new world opened up to me.  Another country is into 'soaps' too!  Did I surrender to my curiosity?  Do bears do 'do do' in the woods?   But since I don't speak the language, I read the dialogue (I love to read and I do it fast) in order to know what's going on.  Through these 'adventures' I

     Ever since I was a kid growing up in Cleveland, music in one form or another has always been an emotional experience for me...and I don't take it for granted.  It's become as much a part of me as breathing.  With it I've learned to:  Smile, laugh, cry, dance, clean house, and myriad of other things.      First came the polka.  Both my parents owned accordions and that was one of their forms of entertainment.  Dad's was 120 bass that my cousin Julie brought back from Germany while she was stationed there in the Red Cross.  Mom had an older 48 bass job.  Through exposure, I liked polkas and waltzes.  I grew up with it, watched my parents have fun dancing (they were good), and since two of my much older cousins (Vic and Al) were taking accordion lessons, little Sonny (that's the nickname my dad saddled me with) wanted to take them too!.  But after learning the basics and having a good enough ear to know that I wasn't ever going to play Lady of Spain well

Sometimes I wonder about the things that are happening in my life...and I wonder why they happen the way they do.  Is it an accident?  Or...am I finding things that I 'need to know exactly when I need to know them'?   This is an example.  I have a friend who has written a book that inspires me a great deal.  Last night I was chatting online with a new friend who has also written a book.  Which made me think of a book I have in my bookcase, written by the brother/uncle of a mother/daughter duo that I used to work with. (I hadn't met the guy, but he thinks much like I do.) This morning, I was thinking that it would be fun to sit on the couch, listen to piano music and relax while reading the last mentioned book.  When I got the book out, I found a letter I had written to Sylvia, my wife, several years ago when I was taking one of my f2k classes at Writers Village University.  This is what I said in the letter... Hey, baby. Guess what!  Another letter. "Why the heck i

     In the 1990's after Sylvia and I returned to Reno, NV from our 'adventure' of living in her hometown of Waterbury, CT (which is where I now live...but that's another story), I was working again in a casino. It was a fun job because while I was dealing I got to talk to people and learn all about them.  But as with any job, I needed to come home and relax so a hobby was an answer.  While Syl was busy doing 'her girly thing' I could be bizee doing mine.       Sylvia (before I met her) used to do a lot of work with ceramics.  I still have a large stein that she painted, fired, and won a 1st prize for.  Now I'm not one that would be interested in going through 'all that' so one day at the mall I made a discovery.  Hydrocal.  The unfinished pieces were like unpainted plaster but stronger and didn't need to be fired.  A new hobby began.      First, among all the possibilities in the Hydrocal Store, I found a cute little statue of a hefty lady