It's All In The Foo

Hello, all. While sitting here drinking another round of high octane java and watching it snow, I discovered a new article that reminds me of the year 1945. It was actually New Year's day when AP writer, Bob Wilson, broke a story about strange and mysterious sightings that were being reported to the allied command.

I'd like to thank Billy Cox for writing this article about my research effort into the mysterious "foo fighters" sighted during WWII. Many of you know about my time spent at the National Archives II, College Park, Maryland, that culminated in my book Strange Company: Strange Company.

In recent weeks, I donated my archives to a top researcher/historian to be used by others who will follow in my footsteps. Check out the article:

http://devoid.blogs.heraldtribune.com/15459/foo-fighters-revisit-your-namesake/

Cheers!

Bulletized Breakfast

Good day to you all. Yesterday, on Facebook, I posted a picture of my daily morning wake up. Actually, I wanted to post here first. Oh well, it's never too late, so here's to another great morning. There's nothing like a high fat, high octane breakfast of fortified Java to help put me into a state of ketosis for the next 16 hours.

The Hateful Take

Hello, It's been  a while since I posted here. Well, winter is upon us, those of you living nearby in the grand state of Maryland. Several weeks ago I was with my wife and good friend, Stephen Blickenstaff, traveling to the AFI theater in Silver Springs, Maryland, to see the master filmmaker, Quentin Tarantino's roadshow version of his new film, The Hateful 8.

There is no need to discuss the film here. For those of us who like the films of Tarantino, it was yet another fine dish he offered up. For those of you who don't get, like, or understand his style, well, that's fine too.

The point here I'd like to convey is my mood while waiting to see the film. The more I waited in line to get in, the more troubled, irritated, and just plain....hateful I became: