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Dear Grampy ...

My oldest, Nicole, shared her thoughts today in a letter to Grampy. She gave me permission to publish it. It is so special and so sweet. I know that Sammy is probably still smiling: 


Dear Grampy

This week was very hard for us to learn that you were leaving for good. You are famous for always bouncing back. So when dad sent us a message that hospice was coming, I thought to myself, it will be ok, I’ll still get to see him the next time I go home. But I feel terribly sad that I am not going to get the chance. I hope you know how much I love you even though I will not get to tell you one last time in person.

The main reason I’m writing this letter is to tell you what I’m thankful for. Unfortunately, often times, only upon reflection do we do a good job of this. But when we lose someone, all of sudden it’s as if a wave of memories wash over us. And like a movie montage, we picture all of the things that we remember about that someone who is no longer here.

Here is what I fondly remember about…

Sammy Momberg 1921 - 2015

Sammy passed away tonight.

He was 93 years young ... born July 24, 1921. He had no middle name. I thought about that tonight. I don't think I ever knew anyone else that had no middle name. He used to sign paperwork, "Sam NMI Momberg". Funny what you remember at times like this.

Most of his life he was a salesman ... Furniture and Carpeting. He had a little store on Veterans Highway in New Orleans that had a sign that read: Sam Momberg Interiors. It was amazing how many people remembered that sign.

There were four of us in our family. I'm the only one left. My brother Wayne died 20 years ago from a brain tumor and Mom died just five years ago. Joel, Esther, Wayne and Sam. Yes, we spelled JEWS. Not intentional (I don't think) ... just ironic.

Sam has been great blog material. Whenever he opened his mouth ... jewels just fell to the floor. I thought I'd retell one of my favorites from 2012:

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Duncan Donut

A few months ago, I wrote a post about Debbie's "violent interactions" with Dunkin Donuts. Okay ... violent is a little exaggerated. It was more like a "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?" interaction.

I had a moment like that last week.

Every morning I drive up to the window of DD and ask for the same thing: egg white veggie flatbread and coffee coolatta with skim milk. I pretty much know everyone who worked there and enjoyed the ribbing they used to give me about "trying new things" or "you're gonna turn into a veggie flatbread".

I said used to because there is apparently a new owner who hired all new people who are totally confused and woefully short on supplies.

Last week I pulled  in and gave my order. For the next four days I heard:
1. Sorry, we are out of flatbread
2. The coolatta machine doesn't work
3. The coolatta machine hasn't been cleaned (don't you love that???)
4. We can't do skim milk in a coolatta.

So ... I …

Story Starters

It's probably not a surprise to most of you who read my blog that my mind is wired ... differently ... than most.

This morning I woke up ready to attack one of my five or so unfinished books and screenplays and, instead, came up with three more ideas. Random thoughts just swim around up there in my recently repaired brain that fester until I either do something about it or file them away. With my luck, someone will steal one of these and make millions.

Here are the most recent story ideas:

1. A homeless man wanders into an ancient Roman church, dying of thirst and drinks a cup of holy water. 

For the next three hours, the man wanders the city with religious fervor, convulsing and meeting strangers telling them of his visions while physical changes are taking place. He is rushed to the hospital where they empty his stomach and his visions stop.

Note: Studies have shown that holy water is not safe to drink and often contains bacteria and fecal matter.

2. A wealthy businessman walk…

6 Resolutions That I Will Probably Not Complete But Feel Better Listing Them

Every year at this time, we re-evaluate our lives and take an honest look at what we would like to accomplish in the year ahead. For me, the resolutions are ones that I know I will never do but feel better listing here:

1. Lose 50 pounds.

Gimme a break. Sure I need to lose that much. Oh I could pick 20 but that would be closer to my real reach. This way I know I can't get there. Why not 150 ... Then I could get a part in Unbroken?

2. Join a gym. 
This one sounds like one I could actually do ... for a month. Then it becomes real work.

3. Take More Time Off. 
Hah. I always have that as a goal ... Should have said PLAN more time off. That one is a sure fire loser. We never plan vacations.

4. Spend Quality Time With My Dad.
I really try to do this one whenever I visit him. Then he takes out his hearing aid and  turns up the volume on his TV set. 
5. Less Gambling.
Hahahahahahahahaha.

6. Finish My Book. 
Any of them ... There are about 12 at last count, all at different stages of comp…