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Posted by Michael James on Aug. 11, 2012

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Posted by Michael James on Aug. 9, 2012

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Posted by Michael James on June 25, 2012

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What a week it was

Posted by Michael James on March 2, 2012

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Usually when I write a vacation trip report, I try to do it timely. Nothing worse than reading about something that happened a few weeks ago, when references to weather, the ball game, etc., seem dated. But that's gonna happen with this one. I was on the road for nine days, and even though I've only been back for a few, the start of the trip was a long time ago. Keep in mind that in links with photos in which the URL begins with "media.jsonline.com", the photos were taken by me or my wife. All other photos in links were found on Google and repurposed for my convenience.

Saturday, Feb 18 - This was a travel day for me. Due to My-Sugar-Na's previous back issues, we didn't think she'd want to start the trip with a 1000 mile drive, so we bought a one-way plane ticket for her and she left the next day, while I left before the sun rose.

Driving is just driving, but some points along the way that took me along I-94 through Chicago, where I picked up I-57 into Missouri, then I-55 to the evening respite in Grenada. MS...

The first 120 miles were no problem, as I drive to Chicago often. The trip did lag through most of Illinois, though. Even driving through cities like Champaign and Matoon... you aren't driving through them as much as you are driving around them. I did make it all the way through Illinois and into Missouri before I needed to fill the gas tank, though.
All along, I had considered breaking up the drive and relaxing at a casino along the way, though I just figured I would do it in Tunica, MS, which would be just a short bit out of the way. As I am driving through the bottom part of Missouri, though, I see a sign for the Lady Luck Casino in Carruthersville. The sign looked like it was .5 miles off the freeway, but was in reality 5 miles. But since I had gotten off the freeway, I figured I would continue on. It was a riverboat on the Mississippi River, and a couple of hands of blackjack and a couple rolls of dice later, I was ahead $30 and decided to take my profit and hit the road.
I arrived in Memphis, TN and my planned dinner stop at Neely's Interstate BBQ around 6:00 PM. As stated on my pre-trip blog, I had seen this place on the Travel Channel's Barbecue Paradise, and wanted to try the BBQ spaghetti. Since I hadn't bothered to stop for a proper lunch, I ordered the sampler platter that had pork ribs, beef ribs, brisket, pulled pork and a hot link. It also came with a side of the BBQ spaghetti. Unfortunately, the spaghetti was nothing to write home about. The pasta was the consistency of Spaghetti-Os and was overrun with the BBQ sauce. The meat, however, was a highlight, especially that hot link (in which both the waitress and cashier refused to disclose who makes it or how I could buy some).
Having previously stopped at a casino, I decided to bypass Tunica on the trip down and ended at the very comfortable Motel 6 in Grenada. This used to be an EconoLodge, but the property seemed to be quite new and it was a very nice room for $35.

Sunday, Feb 19 - After a stop at the Waffle House (and a pecan waffle, with hash browns Scattered, Smothered and Peppered) and a drive of the last 300 miles or so, I met my wife at the airport and the vacation began. We had planned on staying in Slidell, but right before I left I Pricelined (Side note; Look! I made a verb!) a hotel at the same price and was given a nice Courtyard by Marriott in Covington, LA, about 30 miles from downtown New Orleans. So with the wife in tow, we headed across the Lake Ponchartrain Causeway to the hotel, unloaded her, the luggage and the 30 bowling balls that I brought with me, then headed to the first vacation stop.

The first stop was the Crescent City Steakhouse for dinner. I was tipped to this place first in an episode of Treme, and when I read this blog (the ultimate companion piece for each Treme episode) it mentioned the 75+ year history of the place, linked to this article and I was sold. The atmosphere was almost as good as the steak, as I had reserved one of the booths with the privacy curtain. I also had a Sazerac (the Official Cocktail of New Orleans) which tasted strikingly like lighter fluid (Side note; props to Mr. College Girl for that one). Having a drink of the locals in Sazerac, I was then free to drink the drink of tourists (Hand Grenades and Hurricanes) for the rest of the trip.

After dinner, we joined the slow-paced gridlock towards the location of St. Charles Avenue for which our grandstand tickets were located. At first when My-Sugar-Na suggested we buy reserved seats ($40 per ticket for Sunday's sole parade and $60 per ticket for Tuesday's four parades) I thought that it was too much. I was dead wrong, as it allowed us a seat without having to arrive four to ten hours early, and we could move around freely within that cordoned off area (the private bathroom didn't hurt, either).

At one point, we had been stopped in traffic for about five minutes when we saw a hotel advertising $50 parking. We considered it, but moved on and found a garage that advertised $40 parking, but only charged us $20. We walked to our grandstand and waited probably 15 minutes, but for what seemed like hours.

The parade routes are roughly 4 to 5 miles long, and we were at least 3/4 from the start, which meant the 5:15 parade got to us at 8:15 or so. In talking to a few parade veterans, they said that especially these highly anticipated parades (if which the Krewe of Bacchus certainly qualifies) the parade moves more slowly to make a big deal of celebrity king in the first float. The parade could be seen down the block, but it seemed like it would never get to us... until it did, and then the first float moved so quickly that it was like Will Farrell was shot out of a cannon. I got one photo of him - and you can't tell it is him - and it isn't a very good one. Well, at least I know it is him.

As the people in our section moved around, my wife and I found ourselves down front, hugging the barrier... I couldn't have asked for a better location. After each float (containing 10-20 costumed Krewe members throwing all manner of beads, doubloons, cups, stuffed animals, etc) was a local high school marching band. However, in the 20 bands that passed us, I don't think any actually played. Just the drumline keeping a beat. At one point, the parade came to a dead stop with a float right in front of us. After a few minutes, one of the Krewe members asked if I was hungry, and I said "I am 300 pounds, I am always hungry". So he threw a box lunch to me with a ham and cheese sub, Krunchers chips and a white macadamia nut cookie. These ain't no July 4th parades.

After the nearly 3-hour parade ended, we drove back to our hotel and examined our loot. Pretty impressive, but that was just the beginning.

Monday, Feb 20 - Lundi Gras (translated, means "Only one more day before Mardi Gras ends and we have to become good Catholics again") started with us sleeping in a little, then packing the car again. We had previously paid for two nights in the Warehouse Arts District (about a mile from the French Quarter) but didn't want to pay for the Sunday night (I'll pay $200 a night for two nights. Wasn't gonna do three.)

We had considered eating breakfast when we instead decided to go right to Willie Mae's Scotch House for lunch. You can read some of the history here and here, but the short story is that this house in the rundown Treme neighborhood has been serving fried chicken almost forever. Hurricane Katrina damaged the restaurant but the food world wouldn't let it die so they helped rebuild it. From that point, both the Travel Channel and Food Network have made it into a tourist destination.

So much so that while we stood in line - outside - for almost an hour just to get in line inside, we talked to our line mates and found none were actually from New Orleans. Represented right around us was Annapolis, MD, Cleveland, OH, and San Jose, CA.

Of particular note was this couple from San Jose dressed in purple (Side note for those of you new to my blog; these rambling stories are key to my trip reports because, well, I like stories). She was Asian, about 30ish, 5'2" and maybe 100# soaking wet (I'll call her "Fried Chicken"). She wore a short dress and knee-high purple boots, and had long, flowing hair that she was constantly brushing and adjusting in her hairband. She just could not stand still. Not in a jittery way, but more like that she had to be moving, talking, talking, moving, adjusting, moving and talking some more. She was very attractive, but clearly very high maintenance. Her boyfriend was just the opposite. He just stood there. He talked to her, but he was as stoic as she was in constant motion. But they were very friendly people, and are even in this photo with us. We talked to a number of people in line, but they made quite the impression.

We finally get seated inside Willie Mae's and order the (expensive) fried chicken. You get two choices... a leg, thigh, wing and one side for $10, or a breast, two wings and a side for $13. We weren't going to cheap out on vacation, but it is clear that the tourist-clientele is reflected in the pricing. Lunch comes, it is delicious and well worth the hour wait. The crispy batter shattered in your mouth, then dissolved like cotton candy. Meanwhile, Fried Chicken and her boyfriend are at the table next to us. He is picking the chicken off the bone with a fork and not eating much of the skin. When he is done, he gives her the entire plate and she picks up the bones and finishes them off, then eats every piece of the skin he left. But she doesn't stop there. She licks her finger and dabs at every single crumb on the table; it is like she had never eaten before. The way she packed that food away, there is only one way she maintains weight. Boyfriend just looked at us and said "As long as she is happy". That tells me that behind closed doors, she makes him happy, too.

But enough about them. We finish up our delicious meal and head to Harrah's New Orleans, as that is where some of my bowling buddies Pin Hacker, his dad Almost Birthday Boy, The Dealer and The Female Dealer. had said to meet them. We didn't gamble, but just used Harrah's as a starting point to walk through the French Quarter, and more specifically Bourbon Street. We start walking around and I notice that I don't have a drink in my hand. I am not a big drinker, but I am in New Orleans on Bourbon Street and I am not holding a drink... I felt out of place. I goad everybody into having a Hurricane, but the group never really loosens up. We last around two hours with them, and with a packed Bourbon Street, they kind of lose interest. I think The Female Dealer would have lasted longer, but the three guys seemed to have had enough. Not me. We bid farewell to those four, and after a brief break, My-Sugar-Na are back at it.

She had reserved a spot on a vampire tour that started in the French Quarter at 8:30, so I dropped her off there and explored New Orleans on my own. Bourbon Street seemed to be for the younger crowd, so I took a longer-than-it-looks-on-a-map walk to Frenchman Street, where the live music clubs are... thinking live music would be more for us old-timers that wouldn't mind sitting in one spot.

I get to Frenchman Street (Side note; Think Brady Street in Milwaukee, only the smell of heroin is more pronounced on Frenchman Street). It is kind of icky there, so I find a nice club and ask when the music starts. Finding out is starts in two hours, I buy a glass of beer to go (a very underrated aspect of vacation) and walk from club to club and listen to the music outside before deciding to go in. The party that night was definitely outside, as the clubs seemed only about half full. I finally find a club with a band that sounded pretty good and I order a Hurricane and dinner (a crawfish quesadilla which - if it had been grilled instead of microwaved would have been phenomenal) and listen for awhile. When the band takes a break, I decide to get back to where I had dropped my wife off.

As I am walking back, it starts raining - pretty hard - for about two minutes. This rain served to turn the BUB into a slurry... you had no way of knowing what you were walking through. The brief shower didn't stop the party, though, and once My-Sugar-Na's vampire tour was done, we took a cab back to our hotel (Side note; even though it was only a mile, I was very surprised that the cab ride was only $10. Being at midnight the day before Mardi Gras, I kinda figured it would be $20 just to get in the cab).

Tuesday, Feb 21 - The Krewe of Zulu parade started at 8:00 AM, but again, we were going to be well down the parade route so we took our time through the hotel breakfast. As we are getting ready to go, the local TV station is broadcasting the parade near the starting point, and is showing the float of the Zulu Queen. She is resplendent in her white feather costume, and I'm getting giddy about it. Here I am, little ol' me, about to go to a real live Carnivale parade ON MARDI GRAS DAY. How cool is that?

We get to our grandstand location a few blocks away from Sunday night's spot, and we no sooner arrive and the parade starts. I will let this and this and this and this and this and this photo do the talking, but this parade takes almost three hours, and I am having the time of my life.

The Krewe of Rex parade immediately follows (so much that we weren't sure when one parade ended and another started). Rex marches on and on (Side note; Other than the gorgeous floats and the pageantry surrounding it, the truth is the parades all have the same pattern... float with costumed people throwing stuff, a marching band not playing anything, then another float and so on). The crowd in our section of grandstand starts thinning out, and who do we see down our row? Fried Chicken and Boyfriend! They don't notice us at first, and she is acting just as she had done the day before.

The Rex parade ends, and My-Sugar-Na has had enough (what? At only the 5-1/2 hour mark?) She convinces me that she is OK to walk back to the hotel while I stay for the Krewe of Elks Orleanians parade. This was the same but different. The previous parade floats were pulled by old John Deere or International Harvester tractors. The Elks Orleanians floats are all pulled by big trucks, and there are no marching bands. They just pass one float after another. The good news is that by this time, the crowd has really thinned out, so the thrown-stuff-per-parade-watcher ratio is close to 1:1, but the bad news is that I've had junk thrown at me for almost 7 hours and I don't even bother trying to catch stuff any more. This doesn't affect Fried Chicken and Boyfriend though, as they keep me company during the Elks Orleanians parade. They end up with four bags of stuff... I wonder if they forget that they have to carry all this stuff back to their car or hotel, and how are they going to get it all on the plane back to San Jose?

I already had been wondering what the chance is that in a tourist town on a mega-tourist event, that two sets of tourists would be at two completely separate events, within speaking distance of each other, when it occurred to me; Maybe I was being tailed by the Feds, and they were in charge of keeping us at hand. I don't believe in conspiracy theories, but if Fried Chicken and Boyfriend would have ended up at Mass the next day in the same pew, or bowling in Baton Rouge a couple of days later, I might have had to rethink that.

I walk back to our hotel with our bag of loot and we plot our course for Mardi Gras evening. I had tried to talk to some locals about what they do on Mardi Gras evening, but I couldn't get a straight answer, just basically "Well, you won't find us in the French Quarter!". One police officer did say that a lot of locals have house parties with friends and families. That said, since we didn't have a house, nor friends or family in town, we were going to go be a tourist again. But instead of Bourbon Street, we were going to go back to Frenchmen Street and listen to some music.

We started our walk to the Riverfront Streetcar with a slight side trip to Mother's Restaurant (and another touristy-wait) for my first real-life Po' Boy. And after having one? Well, it is just a glorified sub sandwich. Good, yes, but there was no real secret ingredient that gave it that zazz that I was expecting. We both had the Famous Ferdi, which is roast beef, ham, "debris" (the ends and bits of the beef that come off the roast and end up in the au jus), mayo, lettuce, onion and Creole mustard. I had expected the meat to be hot, but they were the temperature of cold cuts. Only the debris was hot, which gave a weird sensation of cold meat and warm juice. Dinner's done, on to the music.

The Riverfront Streetcar stop is about three blocks from our hotel, and will drop us off about three blocks from Frenchmen Street. The problem is that I couldn't get a square answer as to the last return trip of the streetcar. One part of the transit system website indicated special Mardi Gras times that went past midnight, another part indicated that Mardi Gras day would be on the Saturday schedule, and the conductor said the last streetcar would leave Frenchmen Street at 10:00 PM. Not wanting to risk it, we used 10:00 PM for the end of Mardi Gras.

I found out that the Treme Brass Brand was playing at d.b.a. (Side note; I hate when a proper name is lowercase). They started at 8:00 and took a break at 9:30, which perfectly allowed us to get back to the streetcar for the (possibly) last trip back towards our hotel.

One of the traditions of Mardi Gras day is that at the stroke of Midnight, the police chase the tourists off the street (that time being when Ash Wednesday and the Lenten season begins). When we were back in the hotel, it occurred to me that with as immersed as I was in Mardi Gras, I didn't take it to the end. But that's OK, including the all day drive on Saturday, it was a long four days.

Wednesday, Feb 22 - Another touristy thing that needed to be done was to have an order of beignets and a cafe au lait at Cafe du Monde in the French Quarter. Beignets are basically doughnuts, with an insane amount of powdered sugar on them. We again hopped the Riverfront Streetcar and were at the cafe in a few minutes... again waiting in line. Apparently we are not the only ones to get our dining ideas from the Food Network or the Travel Channel.

The line wasn't too long, but there wasn't anybody to seat us... it is kind of like we're standing in line on our honor, and when someone leaves the next in line takes the dirty table. I wasn't crazy about that at all, and when it was our turn to grab a table, I just stood over it. It took a few minutes for this tiny Philpino waitress to come around and she told me to sit, but she didn't clean the table. When she finally did get around to it, she took a Handi Wipe and turned this insane amount of leftover powder sugar into a sludge that got all over my arms when I finally did sit down. Not cool. The beignets were fine, the cafe au lait was good too, but the dirty cafe took a shine off of this TV treasure.

The next stop was to the St. Louis Cathedral a couple of blocks away for Ash Wednesday Mass. I didn't realize the significance of this church, but the Archbishop of New Orleans said the Mass in front of a standing-room only, um, crowd and a bunch of news cameras. We just missed being on TV, though, as we were in the pew right in front of the bald, black guy getting ashes at the 0:33 mark.

The last "destination" dining locale was next, at Johnny's Po Boy Restaurant, which was a couple of blocks from the Cathedral (and another opportunity to stand in line). Another Po Boy was on the menu, but since it was a Holy Day and a day of fasting, I sacrificed and my Po Boy with fried shrimp. Again, I don't see the knee-buckling fascination with Po Boys. It was a good sandwich purchased and eaten in an historic location, but it wasn't better than anything you could get from any sub shop around here.

Back to the hotel to get the packed car, and we headed the 75 miles west to Baton Rouge for why I am told we traveled to Louisiana... to bowl the National tournament (Side note; You might have noticed that this report has been quite long to this point. The good news for you, Gentle Reader, is that most of the notable "stuff" happened on the first half of the vacation, and the back half isn't quite as, well, notable. The rest of this will go relatively quickly.)

After checking into our Baton Rouge home, we had a quick dinner at the Picadilly (Side note; Picadilly is a cafeteria-style family restaurant. You get your tray then ask the lunch lady to give you your food. The special this particular day was "Parmesan crusted fish", but none of the three lunch ladies we asked had any clue what fish was crusted in Parmesan. But being vacation, I grabbed one of them with a side of turnip greens. Good eatin', huh?) then met most of the bowling buddies to bowl the 40-Frame Game, which is a tournament with one continuous 40 frame game, with each frame having a special hook... 9-pin tap frame, a strike being worth 10 bonus pins, cash for a strike, etc. It was also the first hint that we'd have approach issues, as they were so tacky that they actually brought out a floor buffer to try to make them slidable.

I bowled the best of our bunch (but not sure if I bowled well enough to make any money) but with only four of us, we bowled pretty quickly and were warm and sweaty when we left. We opened the exterior door of Circle Bowl and it was like walking into a sauna. The same front that brought a few inches of snow to Milwaukee brought in a storm that increased the temperature and humidity... it was like the middle of summer. It was horrible. We went right back to our hotel and cranked the air conditioning.

Thursday, Feb 23 - A couple things related to the USBC Open Championships fell into place nicely for what could have been an advantage to our group. After Hurricane Katrina, the River Center in Baton Rouge was used as a rescue center for those evacuated from New Orleans. The damage from this repurposement allowed for a remodel and expansion of the building. Among the things allowed for were four "Showcase Lanes" which could be rented for practice at $90 an hour for ten people ($9 an hour is not a lot to pay for practice) and the practice was on lanes with the same lane condition, pins, etc. that the were used for the tournament. In other words, for $9 bucks a guy, we get a preview of what was waiting for us in the tournament.

What was waiting for us was the toughest lane condition that I think I have ever faced. Only nine of us showed up for practice, and not one of us said we ever found a comfortable line during that hour.

That continued when we began our Team event that afternoon. I had my lowest three game series in at least five years, and none of the rest of us bowled significantly better (Side note; remember in years past, when I would detail how I bowled? Not this year. Night terrors.)

With our collective tails between our legs, we went to Parrain's Seafood Restaurant for a team dinner. It was really cool to get together with everyone and NOT talk about bowling (much). As a group, we had some fantastic gulf seafood (including an great seafood gumbo and an entree of andouille crusted Mahi-mahi on a bed of shrimp, crawfish and onions).

Evening came and morning followed, the sixth day.

Friday, Feb 24 - We bowled the Nationals doubles and singles events in the morning. All I need to say is that for the previous four Nationals (36 games) I had averaged 197. This year? 168. I hate bowling.

In addition to bowling like donkey dung, I had already bowled 13 games (and maybe about three more during the practice session) with sticky approaches (humidity can really wreak havoc with plastic approaches) and my knees were in pretty rough shape. So what did I do? Right. Promised My-Sugar-Na that I'd bowl a doubles tournament with her. But first, I needed some lunch, so we met Bowling Uncle UJ and Ain't B at the Cheesecake Bistro by Copelands (think Cheesecake Factory).

Lunch was good but unremarkable, but that Butter Pecan Cheesecake. OMG! (a shoutout to the youngsters still tuned in). I am not a huge cheesecake fan, but the cake itself was light and airy, with huge pecans, and this warm buttery carmel topping. Sigh. I could take one right about now.

We wish my aunt and uncle a good trip back (they, too, are driving instead of flying) and we head to Metro Bowl for the Bowlers Journal Handicapped Mixed Doubles tournament. In short, I still hate bowling, now my wife hates it, too, and my knees hurt even more. What could make it better? Right, cramming into a Ford Focus for a six hour drive to Tunica!

We head north on US-61, and after a few hours we realize that we hadn't had dinner. But it is after 9:00 PM and we kinda just want to get to Tunica, so we find a gas station for some schnecks. Rick's Express (my new favorite gas station in Shaw, MS) at that time on a Friday night serves only to sell its clientele 40 ouncers of beer for $1.99 a bottle. But as we are looking for a soda and bag of chips, I see this little old lady way in back over a flat top grill. I ask her if the grill is open, and she asks "What do you want, honey?" I love this place already. I ask for a grilled cheese sandwich (it is a Friday during Lent, you know), she asks how I want my bread grilled, how much cheese, and butter or margarine. Meanwhile, My-Sugar-Na is hiding behind my skirt as one, um, barely legal teen after another comes in and buys a bottle or two of beer. She said that she feared for the car and the stuff in it... out of state plates and all, but would be more afraid of being outside in the car with out of state plates. After a couple of minutes, I had my sandwich and we were back on the road.

She asked me how the sandwich was. I said it tasted like hamburger, chicken, bacon, etc. Might have possibly have been the best sandwich ever.

Saturday, Feb 25 - This part happened at midnight, but it kind of goes hand in hand with the checkout, so I will put this as a Saturday thing. Harrah's Tunica casino is about a half mile or so from the Harrah's-owned hotel that we had been booked in.

When we checked into Harrah's Veranda Hotel in Tunica, they didn't have the room that had been comped for me. Although in the big picture it wasn't a big deal, after a week on the road, crappy bowling and a long ride, I wasn't in the mood. But what took the cake was the absolute un-heartfelt apology from the clerk. I would have just rather that she said "Take your free damn room and go to bed". I told her that she can apologize until she is blue in the face, and I swear, she apologized again! I had to go to the car and let My-Sugar-Na finish checking in because I was besides myself.

So about 10:00 AM, we plan to check out, then gamble a bit, eat brunch, gamble some more, then hit the road towards St. Louis. When we go to check out, the clerk (a different, equally helpful soul) tells us that they can't comp the room since we hadn't gambled at their property. Besides the fact that the confirmation didn't say that I had to gamble to be comped (I had over 40,000 points on my card, which is well more than needed for the $25 room) I was stunned that after staying less than 10 hours, I had to travel a half mile and gamble just to check out. It didn't make any sense. Fuming, I did go down the road and put exactly one point on my card, then went to the VIP Host and made him check me out from his office. I could see if the casino was attached to the hotel - it wouldn't be that inconvenient to earn a point - but no quarter was given because of the relative locations.

Stupid.

So once we got the check-out complete, we went to non-Harrah's properties to gamble for awhile. Showed them who's boss.

Soon we were on the road to Harrah's St. Louis, and the first thing out of my mouth upon check in was "Don't treat me like they did in Tunica". And check-in (and check-out the next day) couldn't have been smoother.

We had dinner at Kelly English Steakhouse at Harrah's, and for the first time with a $35 steak, I wasn't happy. I ordered it medium rare and received it well done. I sent it back (and watched My-Sugar-Na finish her steak) and then mine came back out. But it was way over seasoned, and wasn't very good. I didn't want to send it back again, so I grinned and beared it. They did buy me a beer for my troubles, so there is that... (Side note that I probably should have included above, but oh, well; I have developed an affinity for Abita Purple Haze, which is a wheat beer with raspberries added. I had considered buying a case to bring home, but I wimped out. Their website says that I can get it from Discount Liquor, I'll have to check.)

After getting my kiester handed to me in the casino, we went to bed, and tucked myself in the last hotel bed of the trip.

Sunday, Feb 26 - I don't have much. We checked out and drove home.

I do want to give props to my Gas Buddy app on my Android (it is also available for the iPhone and here). I saved a ton of money on gas along the way. You tap the center icon that says "Find Gas Near Me", then it gives you a map with all nearby gas stations and their reported prices. The map is interactive so that you can slide down the road and see what is up ahead. The best example of savings was as were leaving Missouri. Gas had crept up to about $3.56 as we headed into Illinois, and at that point all we saw was gas in the $3.75 range... made me wish we had gotten gas in St. Louis. But I pulled out the phone and found that about 50 miles up the road, gas was still at $3.51. We did get gas there, and it was (by far) the lowest gas price we found in all of Illinois.

I still hate bowling. But next year's Nationals will be in Reno in mid-to-late-May 2013.

I may try it again by that date.

Mardi Gras is complete

Posted by Michael James on Feb. 22, 2012

Catholic church, My-Sugar-Na, Vacation, New Orleans

On the road again!

Posted by Michael James on Feb. 15, 2012

Bowling, Cooking, Gambling, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, Vacation, New Orleans, USBC

A day in the life of a couch potato

Posted by Michael James on Dec. 11, 2011

Bowling, Fantasy Football, Football, Fox 6, Green Bay Packers, Las Vegas, My-Sugar-Na, NFL, PBA Tour, Poetry, Poker, YouTube

(This blog will be continually updated on Sunday 12-11-11, as long as I have something interesting to say.)

Gotta Go AAAAAHHHHH

Posted by Michael James on Nov. 3, 2011

2011 State Fair, Blogger's Clip Show, James family, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, West Allis

This and that

Posted by Michael James on Sept. 9, 2011

Bowling, Catholic church, Cooking, Football, Free market, Green Bay Packers, James family, Las Vegas, Milwaukee Brewers, Milwaukee Wave, MISL, My-Sugar-Na, NFL, Patriotism, Religion, Soccer, Television, Weather, West Allis

So many potential names for this entry

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 25, 2011

Bowling, Brewers players, Gambling, My-Sugar-Na, Naughty businesses, Nostalga, Riviera Lanes, West Allis

Day 11 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 16, 2011

2011 State Fair, Free market, My-Sugar-Na, Naughty businesses, Restaurants, State Fair, Vier Pogo Squad 51, West Allis

Day 10 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 13, 2011

2011 State Fair, James family, Local news, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, State Fair, West Allis

Day 8 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 12, 2011

2011 State Fair, Free market, Metallica, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, Restaurants, State Fair, West Allis, Weather, Milwaukee Brewers

Day 6 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 10, 2011

2011 State Fair, Miller Park, Milwaukee Brewers, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, State Fair, West Allis

Day 4 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 8, 2011

James family, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, West Allis, 2011 State Fair, Free market, James family, State Fair, West Allis, Weather

Iowa State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 27, 2010

Poker, Craps, Gambling, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, State Fair, Vacation, Weather, YouTube

Day 11 Part 2 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 16, 2010

Free market, James family, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, Television, West Allis, YouTube

Day 11 Part 1 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 15, 2010

My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, Weather, West Allis

Day 10 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 15, 2010

Cooking, Free market, James family, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, YouTube, West Allis

Day 9 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 13, 2010

Free market, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, West Allis, Weather

Day 8 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 13, 2010

Free market, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, State Fair, Taxes, Television, Weather, West Allis

Day 6 Part 2 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 11, 2010

My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, State Fair, West Allis

Day 5 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 10, 2010

Milwaukee Brewers, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, West Allis

Day 4 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 9, 2010

Blogger's Clip Show, James family, Las Vegas, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, Vacation, West Allis

Day 3 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 8, 2010

Fox 6, James family, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, West Allis, Weather

Day 1 Part 2 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 6, 2010

Fox 6, James family, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, Television, West Allis, Vier Pogo Squad 51

The highs and lows of "This Weekend in Charcoal"

Posted by Michael James on July 18, 2010

Cooking, My-Sugar-Na

Even Hell's Kitchen was looking for air conditioning

Posted by Michael James on July 12, 2010

My-Sugar-Na, Patriotism, Restaurants, Soccer, Vacation, YouTube, New York

If you can't stand the heat, go to Hell's Kitchen?

Posted by Michael James on July 3, 2010

My-Sugar-Na, Patriotism, Restaurants, Television, Vacation

I'm breaking my vow to no longer be controversial

Posted by Michael James on June 30, 2010

Nanny State, Free market, Las Vegas, My-Sugar-Na, Reno, Restaurants, Taxes

Call me when the world is perfect

Posted by Michael James on June 20, 2010

Free market, James family, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants

Life as a single man

Posted by Michael James on June 1, 2010

Poker, Bowling, Craps, Gambling, Las Vegas, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, Reno, Restaurants, Vacation

Tragedy and the Yin-Yang

Posted by Michael James on May 14, 2010

HBO, My-Sugar-Na, Reno, Television

2010's First Snowstorm of Doom - done (Sponsor's Name Here) style

Posted by Michael James on Feb. 9, 2010

Nanny State, Fox 6, Local news, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, My-Sugar-Na, Nutjobs, PBA Tour, Television, YouTube

New Orleans won more than just a football game

Posted by Michael James on Feb. 7, 2010

Football, Bowling, Green Bay Packers, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, Vacation

Sunday night special

Posted by Michael James on Dec. 13, 2009

Football, Fantasy Football, James family, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, West Allis

Everyone likes a quicky

Posted by Michael James on Dec. 11, 2009

Football, Blogger's Clip Show, Bowling, Craps, Fantasy Football, Free market, Gambling, Green Bay Packers, James family, Las Vegas, Local news, Milwaukee Wave, MISL, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, NFL, Reno, Television, Vacation, YouTube

Go buy a dog

Posted by Michael James on Dec. 8, 2009

Free market, Gambling, Local news, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, My-Sugar-Na

Don't think this was unexpected

Posted by Michael James on Nov. 12, 2009

Football, Poker, Craps, Fantasy Football, Gambling, Green Bay Packers, Las Vegas, My-Sugar-Na, NFL, Restaurants, Vacation, YouTube

Just a column full of rants

Posted by Michael James on Oct. 9, 2009

Nanny State, Barack Obama, Bowling, Coffee, Fantasy Football, James family, Las Vegas, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, Taxes

Obama-care could have killed My-Sugar-Na

Posted by Michael James on Sept. 23, 2009

Nanny State, Barack Obama, Free market, My-Sugar-Na, Taxes

Of puppies, warm mittens and dry underwear

Posted by Michael James on Sept. 16, 2009

Fantasy Football, Free market, Gambling, My-Sugar-Na, Naughty businesses, NFL, Vier Pogo Squad 51, YouTube

Hi-Ho, the Dairy-O

Posted by Michael James on Sept. 8, 2009

Free market, Gambling, James family, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, Vacation, Vier Pogo Squad 51, YouTube

The James Gang in the Dells.

Day 11 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 17, 2009

Fox 6, Free market, Local news, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, State Fair, Taxes, Vier Pogo Squad 51, West Allis

Day 10 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 16, 2009

James family, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, State Fair, Television, MLB, Vier Pogo Squad 51, West Allis

Day 9 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 15, 2009

Catholic church, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, West Allis

Day 8 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 14, 2009

Local news, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, West Allis

Day 6 Part 2 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 12, 2009

My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, State Fair, West Allis, YouTube

Day 6 Part 1 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 11, 2009

Blogger's Clip Show, James family, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, West Allis

Day 5 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 11, 2009

Free market, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, West Allis

Day 3 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 8, 2009

James family, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, West Allis

Day 1 Part 2 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 7, 2009

Nanny State, Barack Obama, Free market, James family, Las Vegas, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, West Allis

Day 1 Part 1 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here)-style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 6, 2009

Free market, James family, My-Sugar-Na, Blogger's Clip Show, State Fair, West Allis

Independant thoughts

Posted by Michael James on June 3, 2009

Free market, My-Sugar-Na

I'm actually a pretty good cook

Posted by Michael James on May 26, 2009

Cooking, My-Sugar-Na, Television

What's next? A Woman Cave?

Posted by Michael James on May 21, 2009

MLB, My-Sugar-Na, Television

There is no Peter Lugers in Las Vegas. I checked

Posted by Michael James on May 5, 2009

Bowling, Craps, Gambling, James family, Las Vegas, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, Reno, Restaurants, Television, Vacation

I've never been known for my brevity, so here goes...

I. Can't. Wait. 'Til. Sunday.

Posted by Michael James on April 22, 2009

Bowling, Craps, Gambling, James family, Las Vegas, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, Reno, Restaurants, Vacation

Vegas, baby!

2nd quarter Lightning Round

Posted by Michael James on April 9, 2009

Bowling, Brewers players, Craps, Gambling, James family, Las Vegas, Metallica, Milwaukee Brewers, Milwaukee Wave, MLB, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, Riviera Lanes, Television, Vacation, West Allis, Xtreme Soccer League

I am not going to Opening Day for the first time since 2004, been to 16 overall since 1985... Predictions are impossible this year. Gallardo = 2008 Sheets, Parra = 2007 Gallardo. The key is if there is the opportunity to get an ace before July... I had a 300 game at Riviera Lanes a few weeks ago, it was my 16th... Leaving for Vegas in two weeks to bowl the USBC Open Championships, aka Nationals... The bar has been set, and it won't be topped this year... Wisconsin bowlers tend to do well at Nationals... Not gonna eat my way through Las Vegas... Don't think I can eat steak for three meals a day for six days? Try me... Copper prices are going up, is the recession almost over? Oil is going up, so it just may be... Maybe not for the captain, but the first thing I thought of when I read this was "Cool"... Still looking for bloggers in West Allis to write about issues... But don't look at me, I've got more important things to write about... Metallica is in the middle of a month-long marathon on XM42, it goes through Monday... (Sponsor's Name Here)'s Offical Son, Mitten, was the starting pitcher for his Rufus King High School JV team on April 8th. He and another pitcher combined to no-hit Bay View High School 17-4 (side note; 17-4 and a no-hitter? Yeah, it was JV)... Mitten's fastball was clocked as Thursday... It can't be that hard is it to make sure your van is empty first... Or to put your baby in a crib... Or keep your beer truck on its tires... Way cool... So is this... And this... My-Sugar-Na thinks I have too many blog links... Blame Mark the Editor, he showed me how... My-Sugar-Na's new shoes give her blisters... Hey, bbear, quarter craps (but only 10x odds kinda stink)... The Milwaukee Wave managed a 10-10 record with a bunch of guys you've never heard of. Next year should be much better if they can retain their stars... In one of the other indoor soccer leagues, the PASL-Pro, the Stockton Cougars won the championship, were sold, then fired their head coach... In the third indoor soccer league, the Baltimore Blast will face the Rockford Rampage in Baltimore this weekend for the NISL title... Happy Easter, y'alls!

Which item shall we talk about today?

Posted by Michael James on March 31, 2009

My-Sugar-Na

I've got two potential topics spinnin' in my noggin...

The Wisconsin DOT is considering up to 12 roundabouts on S. 27th St. in Franklin and Oak Creek between College Ave. and Ryan Rd.
NCAA brackets update (for entertainment purposes only).

A cobbled together semi-rant

Posted by Michael James on Dec. 18, 2008

Bowling, Fantasy Football, Injuries, Las Vegas, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, Milwaukee Wave, My-Sugar-Na, Religion, Television, US Cellular Arena, Vacation, West Allis, Xtreme Soccer League

1) When you are driving on the freeway in the snow and the rest of the traffic is going 45 MPH, then YOU should go 45 MPH or else get off the freeway. If you are afraid to maintain freeway speeds in the snow, park the car in the garage and take the bus. Along those lines, JS Online had a poll question that asked what annoys people most after a snowfall, fast drivers or slow drivers. It was a dumb question, it should have asked "which drivers are more dangerous in the snow, fast drivers or slow drivers?" Slow drivers are far more dangerous because everyone is trying to go around them causing cars to slide while switching lanes, and causing the pokey drivers to panic and drive even slower. I was behind a car with an easy to memorize vanity plate. I won't call out her car here, but if I ever get stuck behind her and find that she is soley causing a traffic disaster on I-894 southbound between the Zoo and the Hale again, I will identify her.

PBA Update - The Steve Jaros Story

Posted by Michael James on Nov. 29, 2008

Bowling, My-Sugar-Na, PBA Tour

This was going to be titled "Live by the Position Round, Die by the Position Round: The Steve Jaros Story". But without mentioning the PBA in the title, nobody would know who Steve Jaros is. But if you are reading this, you must be interested in the PBA; if not, the Hit-O-Meter has already counted your visit (and I thank you). Now that you're here, set a spell and read a great story.

We tricked, we treated, we laughed, we cried...

Posted by Michael James on Oct. 28, 2008

2008 Presidential Race, Barack Obama, James family, John McCain, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, Taxes, Vier Pogo Squad 51, West Allis

The thousands of you - well, make that the 18 of you that actually read my blog post from last week - may be wondering how the pre-Hallowe'en weekend worked out. Well, do I have a story for you...

Baby, It's (gonna be) Cold Outside

Posted by Michael James on Oct. 23, 2008

James family, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, Vier Pogo Squad 51, West Allis

I am trying to like my kids more (today, at least).

Of My-Sugar-Na, Trees, and parking for the State Fair

Posted by Michael James on Sept. 17, 2008

Blogger's Clip Show, My-Sugar-Na, Taxes, Vier Pogo Squad 51, West Allis

Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, Animals and those creepy alien-type things on Stargate: Today I am pleased to turn over my humble little blog to my favorite wife, My-Sugar-Na! Please give her your undivided attention.

This blog is on hiatus

Posted by Michael James on Sept. 1, 2008

Fantasy Football, Gambling, Injuries, My-Sugar-Na, NFL, Religion, Television

The singular, A-number-1, positively, absolutely most important time in a young man's life is upon us. For that reason, I can't blog for awhile.

Day 8 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here) style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 8, 2008

Milwaukee Brewers, My-Sugar-Na, State Fair, West Allis, YouTube

Once again on Thursday, autos were streaming into the yard between 4:00 PM and 6:00 PM. I have concluded that it is because the neighbors are not yet home from work so our unpaid, underage staff gets a jump. We parked nine cars (although one was my cousin, although she paid double the rate) before the signs came out in the neighborhood. My-Sugar-Na and I stayed out until about 6:30, and decided that was long enough to head to the Fair ourselves.

Day 5 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here) style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 4, 2008

Fox 6, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, State Fair, Television, West Allis

On my way home from work this evening, driving east on Greenfield Ave., I turned right onto 86th St. to see what the parking situation was like.

Day 4 - State Fair Blog done (Sponsor's Name Here) style

Posted by Michael James on Aug. 3, 2008

Craps, Free market, Green Bay Packers, My-Sugar-Na, NFL, State Fair, Television, West Allis

A record setting day in the mobile child delivery system industry. 22 cars parked beat the record (of 21 cars set yesterday). However to be fair, My-Sugar-Na and I made more money yesterday, as the "Demand is more than supply" theory set the pricing. And to prove the free market works, today "Supply was more than demand", so pricing needed to be adjusted accordingly. However as of tonight, we are 60% of what we made last year, with a full week to go. My theory that more folks are taking local vacations seems to be bearing out.

Mamma Mia! or Batman?

Posted by Michael James on July 22, 2008

Las Vegas, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga

What a silly question. Of course I saw Mamma Mia! this past weekend and not Batman. Are you daft for thinking otherwise?

From WestAllisNOW's unofficial travel reporter: Albuquerque, NM

Posted by Michael James on July 11, 2008

Bowling, Craps, Gambling, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, Restaurants, Vacation

We'll miss you, Shakey's

Posted by Michael James on June 25, 2008

My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, West Allis

Actual conversation heard Monday evening...

From the E-mail bag...

Posted by Michael James on June 17, 2008

James family, My-Sugar-Na

BBear (who has told me she LOVES the blog... thank you very much, the check is in the mail [she will get a cut of my pay for this blog.]) asked in a comment "I have to ask... Where did the kids get the nicknames from?"

Blown away by Cheer Day

Posted by Michael James on June 7, 2008

Injuries, James family, Miller Park, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, Television, West Allis

Some time in 2007, (Sponsor's Name Here)'s Official Daughter, Gooey, and (Sponsor's Name Here)'s Official Stepdaughter, Sloppy, concocted Cheer Day. Conveniently held in conjunction with Sloppy's birthday party, Cheer Day was to be a day when the two girls thrilled us with their repartee of cheers and dances. However, Gooey had broken her arm in the week leading up to Cheer Day, and on the big day wasn't feeling well. In other words, the First Annual Cheer Day fizzled.

Grab a beer (or wine) and settle in. This could take awhile.

Posted by Michael James on May 23, 2008

HBO, James family, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, Television, Vacation

New York City was fun (but I wouldn't want to live there!) I did the chronological last week, so instead I will pick some topics which I find interesting (or from which I have interesting photos. We took about 300 pictures, and printed about 185. Consider yourself lucky you only are seeing this small sampling). Again, I apologize if you don't care, but at this point my hit-o-meter has regestered your visit, and I thank you.

Hey, ma! I'm home.

Posted by Michael James on May 13, 2008

Free market, Gambling, HBO, James family, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, Restaurants, Vacation

Long version (with photos), see next post.

Lightning round

Posted by Michael James on April 25, 2008

Bowling, Free market, James family, Milwaukee Brewers, My-Sugar-Na, Nostalga, Other blogs, Restaurants, Riviera Lanes, Vacation, YouTube

Belated Happy birthday Sis, two years younger than me, but somehow she is quite old, while I am quite distinguished... Can someone explain that with the prices of corn and wheat, fuel, steel and copper - as well as a down housing market and scads of homeowners nearing foreclosure - how we aren't headed for a massive recession?... The Michael Buble concert on Tuesday night was way cool... My-Sugar-Na really liked Buble's opening act, Naturally 7, an a capella soul group... Since my January surgery I have been cold a lot... My elbow isn't at 100%, yet (gettin' a little worried), and thanks for asking... Derrick saved the day Wednesday... All four of my kids are well past middle age if they don't get their schtick together... My home computer won't let me blog. Mark?... Speaking of New York City, I am flying into LaGuardia and staying in Central Islip on Long Island and just learned that Long Island may as well be on a different planet than Manhattan... No, My-Sugar-Na won't let me eat my way through New York; "The Port Authority Bus Terminal is just ONE of the sights I came to see"... I am more excited at going to Albuquerque in July... XM Radio doesn't play enough Metallica, but they are too giddy about U2 and Lenny Kravitz... If NASCAR didn't have sponsorships, left turns or sheep, it would be a park and ride... This is underrated... So is this... Guess what, Time Warner's new Navigator software stinks... Eight more months until Christmas... The office biddies are fretting about the IBM Selectric that isn't working right, apparently it is 1978 in that end of the office... In February, I had a trivia question and nobody even ~~hazarded~~ tried to guess the answer of Henry Aaron and Warren Spahn... I couldn't have said it better myself... I broke the driver's seat in my car, I now have a rocking chair... Check the playlist, then get yourself Paul Anka's "Rock Swings" CD... I'd like our dogs better if they didn't bark... The last night of bowling league was last night, I haven't bowled competitively since November and I finally get paid.... Ciao.

This past weekend's KIDSfest at State Fair Expo Center

Posted by Michael James on April 14, 2008

James family, My-Sugar-Na, Vacation, West Allis

Metroparent Magazine is close to being onto something with KIDSfest, but unless something bold is done before next year, this may turn into an idea whose time has come and gone. The event planners, who probably think that having something for everyone is a great idea, instead turned it into a mish-mosh of stuff. I feel they would have been better served by picking a focus and developing it.

Welcome to "National Lampoon's Iowa Vacation"

Posted by Michael James on April 1, 2008

Craps, Gambling, M/$, My-Sugar-Na, Restaurants, Vacation

This one didn't star the Griswold family, instead we follow the exploits of me and my step-family for the past weekend. (Side note, this may only be interesting to me and My-Sugar-Na, but if you read this far, my blog hit-o-meter has already registered your visit, and I thank you.) The actual points I want to make are in bold, the rest is just filler... er, I mean backstory so you understand the context of my comment.

Putting the X back in the church

Posted by Michael James on March 6, 2008

Catholic church, My-Sugar-Na, Religion

(Side note - I added this first line after I typed the first four paragraphs and realized that I've diverted way off-topic. But bear with it, I'll get there eventually.)

One of my favorite aunts will likely pass today. Although (Sponsor's Name Here)'s Official Parents, as well as My-Sugar-Na, are taking this kind of hard, she is 81 and not-so-gradually over the last 10 years or so became less of the aunt I'd become fond of. She became cranky and depressed, and she always had some physial ailment to prattle on about. Over the past few years, I've been mourning the loss of that person. Now as she prepares to enter God's Kingdom, I am more concerned for her five children and their immediate families as they prepare to bury both parents over the course of 14 months (my Uncle Vince had a massive heart attack right around Christmas 2006, and the day he died, I am sure my aunt died, too. The Lord, however, wasn't quite ready for her until now).

The Auntie El that I remember was the type of person that - when she walked into a room - she held court. Not in a stand-up comedian kind of way, but she just had that presence and that way to tell a story. She would be going on about something, and she would get to a detail that she couldn't quite remember. She would say "Jay (her nickname for my uncle), do you remember why my peach caftan - you know, the one with the yellow blossoms - got caught in the toaster oven?" He would reply "It was because you were sweeping the kitchen floor." She then would say with disdain "It was not!" Then he would smile, shake his head, then join us in listening to the rest of her story. Auntie El was also the one that introduced me to the fun of Latin Mass (when it was held in the chapel at the semniary)

My Uncle Vince had one of those government jobs that people look at and say "He got paid how much? To do THAT?". Then he retired quite young. My aunt had mostly been a stay-at-home mom (because that is how it worked in the 50s through early-70s). However, I do remember that she took a job waiting tables at the University Club... probably as much to get out of the house and socialize as anything. Picture Rosiland Russell as Auntie Mame with Uncle Vince playing the part of Patrick Dennis (granted, my aunt looked more like Lucille Ball, but I've seen both versions of Mame and Rosiland Russell pulls off Auntie El far better than Lucille Ball). Remember the scene soon after the 1929 Stock Market Crash and Mame was a clerk in a department store? I could easily picture that as my aunt at the Club. Mame had only been taught how to process COD orders, and walked the floor trying to get the customers to order COD. I can see my aunt, having only been shown how to refill coffee, walking around the dining room with coffee pots chanting "Coffee! I can refill your coffee" ("Ma'am, I would like another gin and tonic." "Sorry, sir, I can only refill coffee!" she would say, gleaming.)

Another comparison to Auntie Mame is the scene near the end of the movie where Auntie Mame has this new platform furniture, and she is trying to impress company by raising the platforms with the cords that were located across the room as sort of a control panel. The scene ended in pure hilarity as the cords got messed up, and some guests were raised to the ceiling and others spilled their drinks as the platforms went off-kilter. A few years ago, she got a new walker with a seat attachment. She then demonstrated all of its features (at one point, I expected her to put a few drops in the laundry to get my clothes the whitest).

While laying in bed this morning thinking about my aunt's last few days, I wondered if - as a devout Catholic - she had received her Anointing of the Sick (the current way of calling them the Last Rites). I assumed that she did, and wondered if her parish priest, Fr. Lou Ferrigno (well, he really did look like him) administered them, or if another hospital priest took care of that sacrament.

And then it hit me like a flash of lightning. Jesus Christ himself probably said "Its about time somebody thought of this!"

Way back (like, in the 50s) the sacrament was known as Extreme Unction. What a way to get the younger kids back into the church... something EXTREME. The church could call it X-UNCT. Kids would be down with that, wouldn't they?

Granted, the Catholic Church would need a tag line, something like "When your Maker calls, make sure you answer TO THE EXTREME! Call your priest and get down with the X-UNCT!"

I can imagine in a few days, when Auntie El is meeting St. Peter at the Pearly Gates. St. P-Dog (as the young Heaveners call him) has got a voice like Duffman (from The Simpsons) and askes my aunt "X or not? It takes an X-TREME sacrament to pass through these gates" My aunt will respond "HEEAAAAAUUUUUGGG, X to the MAX!"

The Gates open, my Uncle Vince is waiting for her and takes her to their Heavenly living room where Jack Benny, Vi & Jerry Loper (family friends) and some guy that once knew the Ricardi's (more family friends) are sitting on the furniture. Auntie El says "Sorry I am late, but ugh, that St. Peter. Jay, I don't like how this furniture clashes with the china in the hutch."

And Heaven begin to learn the joys of Auntie El.

Did you see me in West Allis NOW?

Posted by Michael James on Feb. 21, 2008

Barack Obama, Blogger's Clip Show, Bowling, Catholic church, James family, Milwaukee Brewers, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, My-Sugar-Na, Other blogs, PBA Tour, Television, They Came to Bowl, USBC Masters, West Allis

I've been told that my grill/FD story made the paper this morning - I'll have to buy a paper now... Unfortunately, my buddy trumped me... It'll be BO vs. Mc in November, I'm sure I'll pull it together and vote for the RIGHT guy... It's cold outside... The lunar eclipse was cool... Watched the remake of Hairspray; very interesting... Jesse Martin is leaving Law & Order... Taking my first trip to New York City in May... Family didn't die of carbon monoxide poisoning overnight... I love my job... I should lose weight... I miss bowling... I'm worried about the ice dams on my roof all winter... American Idol is dopey... I could spend hours looking at this website... Trying to get over the fact that Milwaukee lost the USBC Masters... The cost of every metal I purchase for work is skyrocketing right now... My birthday is on Holy Saturday this year, and (Sponsor's Name Here)'s Official Daughter, Gooey, celebrates her birthday on Easter Sunday... My car needs a good cleaning on the inside... Planning on going to Wrigley Field on April 2 or 3 to watch the Brewers/Cubs game... Our office is buying pizza for lunch tomorrow, I get to pick the sausage off... I felt it was a good set of comments on my Obama post, aren't you glad West Allis can talk to each other without it breaking down into this or this?

Those were some great steaks!

Posted by Michael James on Feb. 15, 2008

Cooking, James family, My-Sugar-Na, West Allis

So last night for Valentine's Day, My-Sugar-Na suggested that I grill a couple of really nice steaks that she had purchased recently. Since I can grill with best of them (charcoal, people; gas grills are like outdoor ovens) I decided it would be quite lovely to stand out in a gentle snowfall and fire up the ol' grill. I grill regularly - even in winter - and most recently grilled on Super Bowl Sunday.

World Series review

Posted by Michael James on Feb. 4, 2008

Milwaukee Braves, My-Sugar-Na, NFL, Nostalga, Television

Yes, I know the Super Bowl (Side note - The MVP selection was a crock. David Tyree caught one of the two TDs, and made the catch that saved the game for the Giants, and instead a marketing machine was named MVP) was just played yesterday, but on Saturday, I went to Long's Wong and attended a viewing of Game 4 of the 1957 World Series (the "Nippy Jones" game).

The heartbreak of Golfer's Elbow

Posted by Michael James on Jan. 18, 2008

Bluemound Bowl, Bowling, Craps, Injuries, My-Sugar-Na, Reno

Last week Friday (January 11th), I had surgery on my right elbow. The first time I had a twinge in my elbow was in Januray 2005. At that time, I had bowled three nights a week for a few years, but I was only bowling one night a week for the beginning of that seaon. I was asked to bowl in a new league for the second half of that season, and on the very first night on this new team I felt a twinge in my elbow. Not that it really hurt, because that same week I bowled a career-high 847 series at Bluemound Bowl (which included two 300 games).

Various tidbits that aren't long enough to merit their own entry

Posted by Michael James on Dec. 21, 2007

Bowling, Las Vegas, My-Sugar-Na, Nutjobs, Other blogs, PBA Tour, Religion, Restaurants, Riviera Lanes, Star-Spangled Banner, Taxes, Vier Pogo Squad 51, West Allis

1. My-Sugar-Na and I stopped by Tommasino Italia' for dinner last night. The restaurant on 74th & Greenfield (formerly the beloved Doyle's Milwaukee Inn) is owned by Thomas Doyle. During dinner (fantastic pizza, by the way, with fresh giardinara and parmesan on the side), I spoke with Mr. Doyle. He stated two very interesting and believable things.

We still have an indoor soccer team, folks

Posted by Michael James on Dec. 10, 2007

Bradley Center, Gambling, James family, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, Milwaukee Wave, MISL, My-Sugar-Na, US Cellular Arena

The Milwaukee Wave played a game which was broadcast live on Fox Soccer Channel on Friday, December 7th. Only 2,690 fans thought enough about the Wave to show up.

Three brushes with greatness in a 42 hour span! A new record

Posted by Michael James on Dec. 1, 2007

Coffee, Dan Devine, My-Sugar-Na, Television

Thursday evening, My-Sugar-Na and I went to Potowatomi Casino to watch the Packers game in the Northern Lights theater. We made the mistake of eating at the buffet before saving our seats, and when we got to the theater an hour before game time, all of the seats were either saved or occipied. My-Sugar-Na and I waited for about thirty minutes until two seats opened up. In the row directly behind us was Frank Calieno's father. Unsolicited, he introduced himself to us as "Frank Caliendo's Dad". I don't actually know his first name. Clearly, he is proud of his son, and he was quite proud of the fact that the elder Caliendo had just gotten back from California and will be on an episode of Frank TV in the near future.

Did you notice the lack of an explosion around State Fair on Thanksgiving Day?

Posted by Michael James on Nov. 23, 2007

Cooking, My-Sugar-Na, Television

I successfully deep fried my first turkey Thursday... ON MY FIRST TRY!!!!

Oh, craps

Posted by Michael James on Nov. 15, 2007

Craps, Gambling, Las Vegas, My-Sugar-Na, Reno

As much as I would hate to turn away readers, if you don't know much about craps, this entry might be hard to understand. But please, try to follow along.

Wrap-up of Wednesday's Masters qualifying

Posted by Michael James on Oct. 25, 2007

Bluemound Bowl, Bowling, Miller Park, My-Sugar-Na, PBA Tour, They Came to Bowl, USBC Masters

I apologize for not posting an update after the second block on Wednesday. Our internet server at work went down. I then had dinner plans, and when I got home I was informed by My-Sugar-Na that we were part of Time Warner's service outage. Not only was there no internet, but there was this little matter of the World Series going on. Service hadn't been restored at home before I went to bed, but it is all better now at work, so let's see if I can sneak in a full post (and still keep my job).

Do you feel that your children are safer today than they were a month ago?

Posted by Michael James on Oct. 19, 2007

James family, My-Sugar-Na

For the last few weeks, My-Sugar-Na has been helping children get to school as a West Allis crossing guard.

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