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Not Again!

Call me insensitive and cold ... but I think the ice bucket challenge is annoying.

Before you egg my house, you should also know that I have already donated to ALS and am very sensitive to the plight of ALS patients.

Also, being in the business of fundraising for more than 35 years, I have to take off my hat to the folks that created a gimmick that has spread the word about ALS like wildfire and raised quite a bit of money as well.

All that said ... it still is annoying.

Deb and I were challenged by a number of people. We donated and then passed on the ice water challenge. Neither of us are feeling guilty and neither of us feel like we missed out on the new craze.

So ... we have created a new challenge: To throw a bucket of ice on someone that doesn't expect it at a time that would be most embarrassing. The first group to get drenched would be all those who have posted on the internet.

And THEY all have to give money.

Message from Cole

Hi ... it's Cole.

I was sure that you were all missing me and I had a few minutes between takes. (My mom takes my picture every half hour ... SO embarrassing. Especially the naked shots which I will not publish here). Anyway ...

If you look closely at this black and white head shot, you'll see that I have a tiny scratch on my right cheek. Yes, it's from shaving. I have a terrible time getting rid of my five o'clock shadow. It's a safety razor (hah! not safe enough for babies apparently).

Speaking of safety, here's an interesting shot of me trying to take off the safety caps from the electrical outlet.

They think I can't do it yet so everyone just lets me pretend. Just cause I'm a little pudgy does not mean I am not athletic.

Obviously I can stand and walk now. If my Papa wasn't so dumb when it comes to video downloads, he'd show you here but he hasn't quite figured out how to do that yet.

Went shopping for my first pair of shoes last week. …

Blue Skies, Hot and Crazy ... and Free Refills

Here's a picture I took yesterday from my favorite spot in downtown St. Pete across from the jetty and next to the marina.

What a day! What a view! Can you believe we live here?

Have you seen this on You Tube?

It is one of the funniest I have ever seen ... and so true. Okay, some of you women might not agree ... but I love it.

Thanks to my buddy and excellent musician, Peter Van (appearing nightly everywhere as "Backstreet") for sharing.

Finally, here is a picture with a story.

Debbie and I went to the movies the other day and we always get the same thing ... large popcorn and diet coke. NOW they have a deal on large popcorn that drives Debbie crazy. You can buy the container/tub for about $387 and bring it back to the movies as much as you want for free refills.

"How stupid is that?" Debbie asked me. "Who in their right mind wants to take this stupid container back and forth to the movies every time they go just to get refills?"

This guy did ...and …

My NOLA Day 2

Bright and early the next day (about 11) we walked over to the tourist capitol of NOLA, Cafe du Monde, for some beignets and coffee.

Standing guard over the extensive menu of beignets, cafe au lait and souvenir items was the manager with his official bow tie.  The place is always packed with customers as hordes of oriental servers with their white shirts and black bow ties bustles and take orders.

Still a bargain at $5 a person, the coffee and donuts are still delicious and unlike anything that you've ever eaten.

After breakfast we headed to Royal Street to check out the galleries. Didn't really find anything that rocked our world.

Then we headed back to the casino to get some gambling in (of course).

This was Debbie's day. She found a new machine that has become her all time favorite. It's called Black Widow. A guy from North Carolina told us about it. He went on and on as we were trying to play. He was on a roll: "So in Cherokee ... where we live ... this is th…

My NOLA Day 1

My red cells rose by one tenth of a point and (of course) no one called me about my other test at TGH so .... I told Debbie we should get out of town while we could.

We headed to a place that my luck was actually good most of the time ... my home town, New Orleans. Last minute I can always get a room at Harrahs and Southwest flies direct so we did it on Wednesday.

Checked in, hit Grand Isle for a shrimp po boy and I was in heaven. Deb headed for the new outlet mall that was formerly River Walk and I headed to the casino and the two machines that are usually my best friends. They didn't disappoint me ... two big jackpots right away. FINALLY some good luck.

Next stop ... Mississippi Stud.

It's a card game not unlike 5 card stud ... except that you don't play against the other players or the dealer. You win based on the hand you finish with. All players get two cards dealt down and the dealer turns over three cards one at a time. These are shared by all the players to build …

The Rotisserie Jew

Unfortunately, it will come as no surprise to the readers of my blog that I spent the first few days of my long awaited vacation ... in the hospital.

That's right. I can't seem to stay away from that place.

The only difference this time was that it was neither my brain or my heart. It was simply that I seemed to have misplaced about 5 units of blood in my body. The day I went to the Rays game with Josh, I had trouble catching my breath and turned a "whiter shade of pale".

Followed up with the cardiologist who checked the ticker, did a chest X-ray and did some blood work. Dr. L knows me well. He knows I'm the 1% man ... if there is a 1 percent chance that something will go wrong, it'll be me. Heart was fine and so was my chest but my hemoglobin dropped to half what it was supposed to be.

I called my primary care doc ... Dr. Denise sent me straight to the hospital. She is the best, by the way: smart, intuitive and has great taste (she actually reads my blog a…