WTF?

Work Stuff-

Doesn't anyone know what the
hell a bookmap is and how to follow it.
Holy Shit! This is incredible!

...there, I feel better already

09.29.05 Party's Over

Cheesey song rendition time

What to Say...

Thanks to Everyone who visits and commented here.
You all made this day really great for me!

E-mail from my Mom today - True Story

Phil I had a spinal when you were born so I was conscious, I don't remember much about Diane nor Larry but when the black nurse showed you to me I remember saying, 'Oh isn't he cute' and she looked at me and I said 'well he may not be cute to you but he's the best looking one we ever had.'

Diane (sister) looked like a little Buddah, black hair. In fact when Nana saw her she said that's not your baby she thought she belonged to the chinese girl in the room with me, but she'd had a boy. Then Larry (brother) looked like he's had a tan and black beetle brows. Frowning so that the doctor said 'this guys worrying about his Income Tax'. It was April 17 you know, so that's what the doctor was thinking of.

Well enough, Happy Birthday Phil.
Love Mom

09.28.05 - I LOVE This Day - I Want 48 More

Phooey on paperwork and routine tasks. You've got bigger fish to fry.
Life feels exhilarating and brand-new. Is there any way you could put off
your chores for just a little while longer and revel in this feeling? Why not?


Your imagination is one of your richest assets, but it's
important that you don't let it spiral out of control, especially
when it comes to romantic matters.
It's pretty easy to get so caught up in fantasy that you
convince yourself it's real. Take some deep breaths and
ground yourself in reality before you make any
decisions or commit yourself to something that might have
many more layers to it than you originally assumed.

09.27.05 - Well That Explains a Lot

You Are 50% Boyish and 50% Girlish

You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch (real fucking funny pal). Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes. You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them. You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.

How Boyish or Girlish Are You?

09.26.05 - Beaver Lake

This past Saturday my Aunt and Uncle has the annual family get together at their lake house in northwestern NJ. It's a great place. Very secluded and peaceful. They used to have another house in Vermont but they just sold that. My Uncle was an scientist for Exxon and during the 1960's developed one of the first chemicals (that I believe is still being used) to help clean up oil spills. The families (myself my brother, sister and Mom, my other Aunt, and these guys with their 4 kids and numerous second cousins) always look forward to this get together. It was a beautiful day, the weather had cooled down and there was a slight breeze. My cousin Peter and my brother went out on the sail boat for a while. The lake is a pretty good size, but only allow sailboats, canoes and kayaks, and small motor boats with a limit of a 6 h.p. motor. I didn't get too many pictures of the inside of the house, but I got one of the porch and one of the bedrooms on it. There is also a picture of my cousin Linda's son, James. He saved up his money and bought this boat on Ebay for $400 bucks. It's way cool. He is quite a kid. My son Dylan gets along with him well even though they only see each other once or twice a year. The lake was celebrating it's Centennial this year and they had kayak races. Since James is 13, he had to race with the adults. He kicked everyone's ass and won the trophy. He was, however, not able to kick my ass in ping pong. I was the king of the table that day. There was not a 13 year old there who could beat me! I also played my brother and my niece's boyfriend-twice. Unfortunatly, there are no photos of me kicking butt (but it really did happen, honest!) When I had my own place before getting married, I had a huge room in my apartment where I had a ping pong table. I love playing, I can't do all of that fancy spin but I would like to get another one at some point. Anyway, we had some real good food, burger and dogs and salads. My brother and I got to play some guitar together and it was a great day. I look forward to next year!











James and his boat













Larry and his Kenny Hill guitar. It's real nice. Larry is going to play his first recital in a few weeks in Brooklyn. I hope to go. He's real good, much more disciplined than I am. I'm a raunchier guitarist.














Me playing my el cheapo classical guitar. I have a few other (picture of Gurian) ones but I play this one a lot. It's got a great tone and is good for taking out of the house.

09.25.05 The Evil Easter Bunny

Today, Grif was doing a drawing. I asked him at the beginning of it what he was making. He said 'Look Dad, here's the Easter Bunny, see I made his ears blue'.
I came back about a half hour later and there he was, proudly showing me his picture of 'The Evil Easter Bunny'. Too many cartoons I think...

This just in, guess who learned how to make a horse sound!
Grif's a riot!

09.25.05 - Check out the cool Flash viewer

Under my Blog Title
'Some Cool Photos'

09.25.05 - What Animal Are You?

You Are A: Magical Monkey!

Monkeys are intelligent and agile, well-adapted for jungle life as they swing happily from tree to tree. As a monkey, you are a social animal who is quick to learn new things, loves to climb and is known to show off his bananna. A monkey's tiny primate features are irresistable, as is his gregarious personality!

You were almost a: Horse's Ass or Korean Food
You are least like a: Turtle or a Mouse

Discover What Cute Animal You Are!

09.24.05 - That's All

I can only give you love that lasts forever,

And a promise to be near each time you call.

And the only heart I own

For you and you alone

That's all, That's all...

I can only give you country walks in springtime

And a hand to hold when leaves begin to fall;

And a love whose burning light

Will warm the winter's night

That's all, That's all...

There are those I am sure who have told you,

They would give you the world for a toy.

All I have are these arms to enfold you,

And a love even time can't destroy.

If you're wondering what I'm asking in return, dear,

You'll be glad to know that my demands are small.

Say it's me that you'll adore,

For now and evermore

That's all, That's all...

Happy Birthday Dana, even though you don't read my Blog

Elaine Elias version

09.22.05 Joke Time, too busy to Blog

An 86 year old man walked into a crowded doctor's office. As he approached the desk, the receptionist said, "Yes sir, may we help you?" "There's something wrong with my penis," he replied. The receptionist became irritated and said, "You shouldn't come into a crowded office and say things like that." "Why not? You asked me what was wrong and I told you," he said. The receptionist replied, "You've obviously caused some embarrassment in this room full of people. You should have said there is something wrong with your ear or something and then discussed the problem further with the doctor in private."The man walked out, waited several minutes and then reentered. The receptionist smiled smugly and asked, "Yes?" "There's something wrong with my ear," he stated. The receptionist nodded approvingly and smiled, knowing he had taken her advice."And what is wrong with your ear, Sir?"

"I can't piss out of it," the man replied.

09.20.05 Moral of the Story...

A woman and a man are involved in a car accident on a snowy, cold Monday morning; it's a bad one. Both of their cars are totally demolished but amazingly neither of them are hurt. God Works in Mysterious Ways.

After they crawl out of their cars, the woman says, "So you're a man. That's interesting. I'm a woman. Wow, just look at our cars! There's nothing left, but we're unhurt. This must be a sign from God that we should meet and be friends and live together in peace for the rest of our days".

Flattered, the man replies, "Oh yes, I agree with you completely, this must be a sign from God!" The woman continues, "And look at this, here's another miracle. My car is completely demolished but this bottle of wine didn't break. Surely God wants us to drink this wine and celebrate our good fortune." Then she hands the bottle to the man.

The man nods his head in agreement, opens it and drinks half the bottle and then hands it back to the woman. The woman takes the bottle and Immediately puts the cap back on, and hands it back to the man. The man asks, "Aren't you having any?"

The woman replies, "No. I think I'll just wait for the police...."

MORAL OF THE STORY:
Women are clever. Don't mess with 'em

09.19.05 The Farm on Sunday

There is this great organic farm by us that we try to go to every week. Partly to get fresh healthy produce, partly to support a local business. The people who run it are really great people. Every Autumn they have a 'Family Party' where people bring dishes they made, the farm offers a ton of food and they have entertainment. It's like this real cool Hippie Festival. I've thought of playing music there with my wife, we should do it. Maybe this year we will. The Grif and I went there yesterday to pick up some tomatoes and corn and a few other things. One thing we saw was this real strange looking potato that Grif is holding.


I thought I'd take another picture of it.
It looks like Spudnik...














There was also this strange looking squash. I'm guessing that
it is a swan squash or something like that. It was real huge!










I saw this real cool spider web.













This is Grif and his cousin
Lily playing at the playground











Ditto, they are good buds.
Grif is 8 days older than Lily

09.18.05 Marty with Bib

Here is a photo my brother took in Maine at a lobster restaurant called Abel's on Mount Desert Island. Yes, it is Martin Scorcese, director of Taxi Driver, Goodfellas, The Last Waltz, etc. and, yes, he is wearing a bib.

09.17.05 From My Loins?

I figured since I did the MeMe (which was fun) why not post a picture of me at about the same age as my oldest son is. So here it is. I know that fashion has changed but I can't believe how un-hip I look at age 12 vs how my son looks at the same age. I don't know if all of you remember My Three Sons, but there was this kid who was adopted and his name was Ernie. I remember being by my cousins house when I was about 12 and his neighbor asking me if I was Ernie from My Three Sons. I hated the man after that. Looking at the pictures now(and being a ball-buster myself), I can understand why he said that. Way back then we didn't have computers and IMing and all of that. My son has a few 'girls' that he chats with and I think he will be fine on the dating circut in a few years (many years I hope). I on the other hand did not have IMing, which I guess could have been better because I could have used someone else's picture and have pretended I was someone I was not. Needless to say, I didn't have many girlfriends at age 12...or 13...or 14...

I've been tagged - My meme

From Fugu-sashi: A meme is considered to be a discrete idea that replicates itself, with the connotation that memes replicate themselves and are propagated by people through social and technological networks. They are replicated through bloggers "tagging" other bloggers to complete the questions.

Songs I'm Fully Digging Right Now:
Musically, I listen to a lot of old stuff. I have also been enjoying the radio in my car since I finally have one.

All of this is in random order:

1) Elaine Elias - She's got a great voice and plays piano real well. She does a great rendition of "That's All"
2) Michael Chapdelaine - Grapevine and Replay albums. Great guitarist.
3) Eric Clapton - Any and all I can listen to
4) Mike Bloomfield - Same as above. He is one of my favorite blues guitarists (dead from a overdose of course)
5) Bebel Gilberto - Bosa Nova singer, sexy voice.
6) Chet Atkins and Tommy Emmanual - The Day the Fingerpickers Took Over the World - Two great guitarists
7) Tom Petty - Just getting in to him
8) George Harrison - Cloud Nine and the Traveling Wilburys
9) The Beatles Rubber Soul

7 Answers to 7 Questions

7 things I plan to do before I die:
1) Learn to play lead guitar better.
2) Get a Fender Stratocaster
3) Travel with my wife and with the kids and see Ireland with them and Alaska.
4) See my boys grow up to be good men.
5) See my Grandkids get old.
6) Become Spiritual.
7) Win a Trophy for something, anything.

7 things I can do:
1) Play guitar pretty well (and some banjo and mandolin)
2) Juggle
3) Cook well
4) Make people laugh
5) Bicycle 100+ miles in a day (well, I've done 136mi, years ago)
6) Play tennis well
7) Make things grow

7 things I cannot do:
1) Sing.
2) Read music well.
3) I can't seem to finish reading a book.
4) Sleep more than 6 hours.
5) Keep it in if I'm mad at someone.
6) Whistle loud
7) Act

7 things that attract me to another person:
1) Sense of humor.
2) Creativity.
3) Being unselfish
4) Compassion.
5) A Voice
6) Eyes
7) Self confidence.

7 things that I say most often:
1) “I'm gonna kill that guy and his fucking dogs”
2) "Practice your trumpet"
3) "How was school?"
4) "Fuck" - too often
5) "Maybe we can, we'll see" I try to say this to the kids instead of 'no'. I mean to say 'no'
6) "I'll find it, I found it"I am the designated 'finder' in the house
7) "I can't believe this job is not over"

7 celebrity crushes:
1) Annette Bening - sexy voice and love the short hair
2) Tina Fey - It's the glasses and she is such a smartass
3) Julia Louis-Dreyfuss - great smile
4) Halle Berry - just very pretty
5) Gweneth Paltrow - good looking Mom too
6) Nicole Kidman - stunning
7) Katherine Keener - I just like her

7 bloggers I'm tagging:
1) Monica
2) Monkey
3) Kat
4) CrazySilver
5) Karyl
6) Lillee
7) Paul

Paula, thank you ;-)

09.16.05 Letter to America (for Kat)

A Message from John Cleese to the citizens of the
United States of America:

In light of your failure to elect a competent President of the USA and thus to govern yourselves, we hereby give notice of the revocation of your independence, effective immediately.

Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II will resume monarchical duties over all states, commonwealths, and territories excepting Kansas, which she does not fancy.Your new prime minister, Tony Blair, will appoint a governor for America without the need for further elections. Congress and the Senate will be disbanded.

A questionnaire may be circulated next year to determine whether any of you noticed.

To aid in the transition to a British Crown Dependency, the following rules are introduced with immediate effect: You should look up "revocation" in the Oxford English Dictionary.

1. Then look up aluminium, and check the pronunciation guide. You will be amazed at just how wrongly you have been pronouncing it.

2. The letter 'U' will be reinstated in words such as 'favour' and 'neighbour.' Likewise, you will learn to spell 'doughnut' without skipping half the letters and the suffix ize will be replaced
by the suffix ise. Generally, you will be expected to raise your vocabulary to acceptable levels. (look up vocabulary).

3. Using the same twenty-seven words interspersed with filler noises such as "like" and "you know" is an unacceptable and inefficient form of communication. There is no such thing as US English. We will let Microsoft know on your behalf. The Microsoft spell-checker will be adjusted to take account of the reinstated letter 'u' and the elimination of -ize.
You will relearn your original national anthem, God Save The Queen.

4. July 4th will no longer be celebrated as a holiday.

5. You will learn to resolve personal issues without using guns, lawyers, or therapists.
The fact that you need so many lawyers and therapists shows that you're not adult enough to be independent. Guns should only be handled by adults. If you're not adult enough to sort things out without suing someone or speaking to a therapist then you're not grown up enough to handle a gun.

6. Therefore, you will no longer be allowed to own or carry anything more dangerous than a vegetable peeler. A permit will be required if you wish to carry a vegetable peeler in public.

7. All American cars are hereby banned. They are crap and this is for your own good. When we show you German cars, you will understand what we mean.

8. All intersections will be replaced with roundabouts, and you will start driving on the left with immediate effect. At the same time, you will go metric with immediate effect and without the benefit of conversion tables. Both roundabouts and metrication will help you understand the British sense of humour.

9. The Former USA will adopt UK prices on petrol (which you have been calling gasoline)-roughly $6/US gallon. Get used to it.

10. You will learn to make real chips. Those things you call French fries are not real chips, and those things you insist on calling potato chips are properly called crisps. Real chips are thick cut, fried in animal fat, and dressed not with catsup but with vinegar.

11. The cold tasteless stuff you insist on calling beer is not actually beer at all. Henceforth, only proper British Bitter will be referred to as beer, and European brews of known and accepted provenance will be referred to as Lager. American brands will be referred to as Near-Frozen Gnat's Urine, so that all can be sold without risk of further confusion.

12. Hollywood will be required occasionally to cast English actors as good guys. Hollywood will also be required to cast English actors to play English characters. Watching Andie MacDowell attempt English dialogue in Four Weddings and a Funeral was an experience akin to having one's ears removed with a cheese grater.

13. You will cease playing American football. There is only one kind of proper football; you call it soccer. Those of you brave enough will, in time, be allowed to play rugby (which has some similarities to American football, but does not involve stopping for a rest every twenty seconds or wearing full kevlar body armour like a bunch of nancies).

14. Further, you will stop playing baseball. It is not reasonable to host an event called the World Series for a game which is not played outside of America. Since only 21% of you are aware that there is a world beyond your borders, your error is understandable.

15. You must tell us who killed JFK. It's been driving us mad.

16. An internal revenue agent (i.e. tax collector) from Her Majesty's Government willbe with you shortly to ensure the acquisition of all monies due (backdated to 1776).

17. Daily Tea Time begins promptly at 4 PM with proper cups, never mugs, with high quality biscuits (cookies) and cakes; strawberries in season.

Thank you for your co-operation

Another Joke

Q: What's George Bush's position on Roe v. Wade?

A: He really doesn't care how people get out of New Orleans!

09.15.05 Finish the Joke...

Q: Why did the Chicken cross the road....?

09.14.05 Funny Kid Stories

TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America.
MARIA: Here it is.
TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America?
CLASS: Maria.
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TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell "crocodile?"
GLENN: K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L"
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
GLENN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.
______________________________________
TEACHER: Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?
SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.
______________________________
TEACHER: Clyde, your composition on "My Dog" is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his?
CLYDE: No, teacher, it's the same dog.
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TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking
when people are no longer interested?
HAROLD: A teacher.

09.13.05 Gone Fishin' in New Orleans

09.12.05 We Got to the Bottom of That!

So, we finally got to the bottom of why Grif had a time out on his second day of kindergarten. At least this is what the teacher claims happened. You know how these kindergarten teachers are, they just take the job so they can push little kids around. We are considering a lawsuit against the teacher, the school, the State of NY, and anyone else we can think of. How dare they accuse our child of talking while a grown up was talking. Ha-ha. I'm sure there have been people on Jerry Springer who have sued. Back when I was in Catholic school, I remember talking during church to my best friend Frankie and we got caught by Sister Rita Joseph. Aside from getting the 'stink eye' from her, after church and lunch she put scotch tape on our mouths. I still remember having PBJ and potato chips too. The chips were salty and made my lips so the tape would not stick. I thought she was going to kill me. Ah, the good old days....

Anyone you know?

09.10.05 Smart appliances are a real stupid idea

By Dave Barry
An article in The Washington Post explains how the appliance manufacturers plan to drive consumers insane. I can't think of anything to say, plus today is the Cheese Festival in town...

Of course, they don't SAY they want to drive us insane. What they SAY they want to do is have us live in homes where "all appliances are on the Internet, sharing information" and appliances will be "smarter than most of their owners." For example, the article states, you would have a home where the dishwasher "can be turned on from the office" and the refrigerator "knows when it's out of milk" and the bathroom scale "transmits your weight to the gym."
I wonder whether the appliance manufacturers, with all due respect, have been smoking crack. I mean, did they ever stop to ask themselves why a consumer, after loading a dishwasher, would go to the office to start it? Would there be some kind of career benefit?

YOUR BOSS: What are you doing?
YOU (tapping computer keyboard): I'm starting my dishwasher!
YOUR BOSS: That's the kind of productivity we need around here!
YOU: Now I'm flushing the upstairs toilet!

Listen, appliance manufacturers: We don't need a dishwasher that we can communicate with from afar. If you want to improve our dishwashers, give us one that senses when people leave dirty dishes on the kitchen counter, and shouts at them: "PUT THOSE DISHES IN THE DISHWASHER RIGHT NOW OR I'LL LEAK ALL OVER YOUR SHOES!" Likewise, we don't need a refrigerator that knows when it's out of milk. We already have a foolproof system for determining if we're out of milk: We ask our wife. What we could use is a refrigerator that refuses to let us open its door when it senses that we are about to consume our fourth Jell-O Pudding Snack in two hours.

As for a scale that transmits our weight to the gym: Are they nuts? We don't want our weight transmitted to our own eyeballs! What if the gym decided to transmit our weight to all these other appliances on the Internet? What if, God forbid, our refrigerator found out what our weight was? We'd never get the door open again! But here is what really concerns me about these new "smart" appliances: Even if we like the features, we won't be able to use them. We can't use the appliance features we have now. I have a feature-packed telephone with 43 buttons, at least 20 of which I am afraid to touch. This phone probably can communicate with the dead, but I don't know how to operate it, just as I don't know how to operate my TV, which has features out the wazooty and requires three remote controls. One control (44 buttons) came with the TV; a second (39 buttons) came with the VCR; the third (37 buttons) was brought here by the cable-TV man, who apparently felt that I did not have enough buttons.
So when I want to watch TV, I'm confronted with a total of 120 buttons, identified by such helpful labels as PIP, MTS, DBS, F2, JUMP and BLANK.

And now the appliance manufacturers want to give us even more features. Do you know what this means? It means that some night you'll open the door of your "smart" refrigerator, looking for a beer, and you'll hear a pleasant, cheerful voice - recorded by the same woman who informs you that Your Call Is Important when you call a business that does not wish to speak with you personally - telling you: "Your celery is limp." You will not know how your refrigerator knows this, and, what is worse, you will not know who else your refrigerator is telling about it ("Hey, Bob! I hear your celery is limp!").

Is this the kind of future you want, consumers? Do you want appliances that are smarter than you? Of course not. Your appliances should be DUMBER than you, just like your furniture, your pets and your representatives in Congress. So I am urging you to let the appliance industry know, by phone, letter, fax and E-mail, that when it comes to "smart" appliances, you vote NO. You need to act quickly. Because while you're reading this, your microwave oven is voting YES.

09.09.05 Time Out

On Grif's second day of school, he got a time out. He says he doesnt' remember why. We sent a note to the teacher to see if she remembers.....more to come. It may be a l o n g year.

09.07.05 They Survived!

They survived it. Grif had his first day of kindergarten. He had been in a 1/2 preschool for two years that had horses, chickens, rabbits and dogs. It was a great place. Now he has hit the big time with fullday kindergarten. My wife walked him down to the bus, a tear in her eye. He got on the bus ok, but our older son advised him to sit in the back 'because it's cool'. Well, I think the fumes got to him along with the bump, not to metion tha 'fat kid' that sat next to him who later threatened to rip his head off once they got to school. Gee, I can't wait to meet the parents. If it happens today it will be time to have a talkin to the teacher and to tell Grif is this kid gives him any shit, clobber him. He's a tough little dude. Dylan had a good day in the 6th grade, it's a different school for him and they have to change classes throughout the day. They also have a pool there so that is way cool. He is in the music program so that will mean getting him there early 2-3 days a week which will be my job. Here they are after a long day.

I Had To Rescue Yet Another Egg

Yes folks, I came home today after a long day, and had to rescue yet another egg.

09.06.05 Freak Storm

This was so amazing. Yesterday it was a beautiful 85 degrees in NY State. Then suddenly, it got colder and colder. When I woke up this morning, this is what I saw. My kids were delighted that there was already a snow day on the first day of school.

09.05.05 Summer's Over

Wow, where did it go? It seems like only yesterday it was Memorial Day. This was such a great weekend, the weather was fantastic, I went to the movies with my wife, we had a playdate too. We barbequed with family today and now the kids are returning to school tomorrow. Of course there are things they need that I have to run out for now. Grif need little crayons, and big crayons plus markers. I think this really isn't school for him. He's just going to play somewhere else. Some racket! He will also take the bus to school for the first time and Dyl will be in a new school. It's exciting, I wish I could see them off. I have to go to the city for #31 tomorrow....

Had to do it - sorry.....

I just had to enable the 'word verification' feature for the blog, too much spam, not enough eggs. But I just realized something. For all of you expectant parents out there, this could be used as a funky name generator.

09.04.05 Just Some Stuff

I think I have Writer's Blog. I don't know what to say,
so instead of saying nothing, I posted some recent photos.
The Empire State Building













View of the Chrysler Building










Morning Glorys (taken this morning so they're fresh)










The Grif

09.02.05 Where's Andy's MoJo?

I was lucky enough to get tickets for the US Open tennis tournament this past Thursday. There has been this enormous ad campaign by American Express with AndyRoddick where he is 'Looking For His Mojo'. Even when we got on the number 7 subway to go out to Flushing Queens, all of the ads were about Andy's mojo. We got off the subway and walked down the boardwalk over to the stadium, and yes, even more signs about his mojo. Well, Roddick had the mojo kicked out of him the day before and he may never find it again. Anyway, my brother and I made our way to the stadium and got in line. The security if incredible at this event now. We were on the express line which meant that we pretty much had the shirts on our backs and that was all. Even then there were delays because the radiation detector that prevents people from bringing in their nuclear weapons kept going off. I hate when that happens, it's so embarassing! Once inside, we grabbed some $25 hot dogs and went to our seats. My brother was able to get $400 seats (for free) that were 8 rows back, at the end of the court. Very good indeed.We saw Justine Henin-Hardenne play, Lindsay Davenport play and Andre Agassi play. The were good matches. I won't bore you with the details and I'm surprised if many people are even still reading this. I somehow don't see my 'readers' as big tennis fans... All in all, it was a great day. It was nice to be back at the open, the weather was fantastic and it's always a treat to go, especially when you have great seats. This photo was taken with my camera phone. It's Agassi. It shows where our seats were. Anyway, I have to go find my mojo now....