It’s not my jacket…

Doc Shenkman has a saying that he… well, he says it often— It’s not my jacket that makes me look fat. The implication of course is that it’s your fat that makes you look fat.

Well, it’s hard to believe that in 2000 I was much thinner and had a full head of hair. I can’t control the receding hairline, I can’t control that my facial hair is going grey. But I can control the fact that I’m more Fat Bastard than Dr. Evil.


It wasn’t joining the 48 ounce club at Shula’s on Sunday… It wasn’t pizza and ice cream last night… It took an actual dream that’s made me make my need for weight loss more of a priority. When you dream that you’re too fat, you know you’re too fat.

So, the next time you hear me yelling that it’s cannoli time or see me devouring more food than what a man should eat, kindly remind me that it’s not my jacket making me look fat.

Because I was asked…

At dinner tonight, I was asked a lot of questions regarding Federal Judges. In random order, please enjoy this information for your trivial needs.

Number of Current Federal Judges: 1,700

Salaries:
Federal Trial Judge: $145,000.00
Appellate Judge: $153,900.00
Supreme Court Judge: $178,300.00
The Chief Justice: $186,000.00

Judges are allowed to supplement (or increase) their income by teaching. They can earn up to $21,000.00 (maximum) from teaching.

The constitution does not allow the President or Congress to lower the salary of a Federal Judge while in office. Judges are appointed for life and can only be removed from office by retirement, quitting, or impeachment/conviction by Congress (very difficult).

Introducing Grace Addison!

Grace Addison
Isn’t that a great name? Grace Addison Egan born 17 May 2006. So adorable and doesn’t she and mom look great!

Well, the newest child to be spoiled by Uncle Fred has entered the world. :)

The record shows…

Tedious day really… work, school (first day), work, oil change, work, work, work.

But… heard Frank on the radio which almost never happens– and to top it off, was one of my favorite songs. :)

And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, Ill say it clear,
Ill state my case, of which Im certain.

Ive lived a life thats full.
Ive traveled each and evry highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, Ive had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, Im sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.

Ive loved, Ive laughed and cried.
Ive had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;
And may I say – not in a shy way,
No, oh no not me,
I did it my way.

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows –
And did it my way!

Come Monday it Will be Allright

So I am going to try out this blogger thing. I have no idea when or how often I’ll be able to post, but what the fuck… let’s give her a try.

Had a good weekend. The J4 Cruisers crew headed down to Ocala to try out a restaurant I had always wanted to try– Bella Luna. We took the long way, and a city 30 miles away was suddenly a 60 mile trip. But, that’s the whole point of a ride isn’t it?

We got to Ocala around 1:30pm or so and to our suprise, Bella Luna wasn’t going to open for lunch until 3. We didn’t feel like dicking around for a a couple of hours– and hey, we were hungry— so we headed across the street and had some steaks. From there it was off to the Ocala Harley dealership where I figured out what my next bike will be.. she’ll be a old police road king… and there’s a 100th Anniversary one that Clemenza and I found that will do just fine. 3 years old… 400 miles… less than 16k. :)

We took the direct way home and after eating WAY TOO MUCH for lunch I’ve reached an epiphany for weight– and basically it’s just time to reduce Fat Freddy to Fighting Weight Freddy. The transformation would begin today– but, let’s call today tomorrow– after all it’s not good to just quit cold turkey and I really needed some Chan‘s tonight to end my eating binges.

Sunday was a work day and I am still very excited about voice over internet. (Did you sign up for voip.com yet????) After working a bit, I donated blood (goal is to hit 6 times this year… I’m on 3) and brought home some Chan’s Chow Sim Sang (mmmmm). I was excited about the series finale of The West Wing, but have to admit I was a little disapointed. Kind of ended with a pffft instead of bang or blow out. :(

It wouldn’t be Sunday without the Soprano’s. Although, I’m not sure which I look forward to more… Soprano’s at 9pm or talking with Mom about the Soprano’s episode at 10pm. I will say that with Mama and Pop in Italy, watching the Soprano’s just wasn’t the same without the phone ringing as the credits roll.

Clemenza and BraziSchool starts tomorrow and with luck, it will finally end on August 12th.

Attached is a picture of Clemenza and me from Saturday’s ride.