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rodney's back?

2010-11-29T19:37:00.000-08:00

So, I have been thinking: I "autumn" do another post sometime, lest you think I've decided to "leaf" blogging, so here's a pic:

I can't identify the "root" cause of my lack of blogging, but among many highlights and good photo ops, it's been a depressing environment for my musical pursuits, perhaps that's turning around. Any-who, since I've last posted, I enjoyed a great time at the Grand Canyon, had lots of wonderful photo ops around Cincinnati, Ohio, consumed tons of ice cream and treats, and have enjoyed spending more and more time with Cheri getting ready for our upcoming wedding. Also, I admit, I have enjoyed commenting on life through the photos I take, perhaps some are much more simple yet profound than any words I might combine into sentences here!

So for now, I greet you the single readers who accidently scroll this blog during your own moments of intense boredom. Check out my facebook pics and perhaps I'll be back here again soon! (following a couple rounds of Bailey's and Fruitcake!). Rodney B.

"Peanuts" is NOT lame!

2009-10-10T19:29:00.000-07:00

So, sometimes when I read interviews I like to answer the questions as if the writer was asking me. One of the questions sometimes is "if you could meet anyone living or dead who would that be". Among my answers every time is Charles Schulz, creator of Peanuts. Lest anyone think he or his work (Peanuts) is "lame", I quote the following facts published in December 1999 before Schulz' retirement on Jan 4, 2000.

1950 first Peanuts Strip published

1952 first Peanuts book published

1955 National Cartoonists Society honors C. Schulz

1960 Hallmark introduces Peanuts greeting cards.

1962 Peanuts names strip of the year by National Cartoonist Society

1965 Time magazine cover story on Peanuts

1965 first animated TV special A Charlie Brown Christmas. wins Emmy and Peabody

1969 Snoopy and Charlie Brown accompany astronauts into space

1973 A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving wins Emmy

1975 You're a Good Sport Charlie Brown airs on CBS, wins Emmy

1976 Peanuts 25th anniversary special wins Emmy

1980 Baseball Hall of Fame exhibits drawings of Charlie Brown's baseball team

1980 Life is a Circus Charlie Brown wins 5th Emmy

1984 Peanuts strips sold to 2,000 newspaper Guinness Book recognizes

1990 Smithsonian Institution presents This is Your Childhood Charlie Brown,

Children in American Culture 1945-1970

1996 Charles Schulz is honored with a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.

1999 You're a Good Man Charlie Brown opens on Broadway, wins two Tony Awards

Before Peanuts, kids in comic strips were just mean little kids. Schulz showed us their fears and failures, what's in a child's heart...the things we all suffer from. He touched us all.

Jim Borgman says:

"to me Peanuts is a gift from God with the collaboration of Charles Schulz."

"You can't overestimate the value of its daily reassuring presence. It's been there every day, talking to you about what you encounter in your daily life: loneliness, feeling ostracized, or Lucy's temper tantrums. It was a metaphor for life."

Borgman said on Dec 15, 1999: "If you're under 50 years old, there's been a new Peanuts in the paper every day."

"Schulz influenced almost every comic strip artist working today. He redefined everything.

Up until his time, comic strips had big, broad vaudeville slapstick exterior humor. What Schulz did was an internal, psychological kind of strip---talking about the quieter side of life, the emotional side of life, the spiritual side of life. He was probably the first cartoonist to quote the Bible. Schulz made comic strips a medium for exploring more meaningful aspects of life. He was one of the few people who transcended the comic pages into pop culture."

Borgman continues: "although Schulz was a godlike figure to a generation of cartoonists, he was anything but that to anyone who met him. He never put on airs. He wasn't Mr. Fortune 500. He gets his hands dirty every day with ink. He's just another cartoonist struggling for his next idea."

I would only hope anything I do musically could help or positively touch even the smallest fraction of people for greater good as what Charles Schulz or Peanuts has accomplished.

2009-09-30T19:23:00.000-07:00

There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build.

Burbank's Barbecue Restaurant is closed! I'm in mourning! I'm not sure how long the original location off of Sharon Road in Evendale was open but probably at least 20 years. I can remember it was THE place to eat and hear amazing blues, and by far the BEST barbecue in Cincinnati---a city at best which is barbecue and chili challenged. I remember waiting an hour or so for a table, years ago. But, times have changed, there are newer barbecue places, GE and the Ford Transmission plant have reduced their work force, businesses all along Sharon and Chester roads are failing. An amazing teacher friend reminds me everything, people as well as businesses, institutions, culture, has a life cycle. Conceived, born, matures, flourishes, decays, dies. I'm told in Yoga Class that all meetings end in separation, all buildings end in ruin.

I am glad that I was able to take Cheri once to Burbanks to sample the Memphis styled cusine. I think she liked it! The photo here is us at the Burbank pig in front, I have had several photos on this little swine in the past years, including a Santa Pig one two years ago.

I will miss my pulled pork plate, my collard greens cooked in ham hocks, my incredible sweet potato casserole, some of the world's greatest sweet yellow cornbread. And I will miss one of the best blues venues in Cincinnati. And I miss the original owner Gary Burbank's Drive Time Radio Show and his humor. And life will continue on a little less flavorful, a little less tasty and a little less blue-sy.

I'll await the closure of my next favorite place. I guess I'm learning the older one gets, the more one outlives other life cycles. I guess I'd better stock up on Edy's Carmel Swirl Ice Cream and Heinz Ketchup!

autumn depression has begun

2009-09-23T19:05:00.000-07:00

So, it's official. As of around 5:00pm on Tuesday September 22. Summer of 2009 is over.

Another summer down the tubes, even though Cheri and I didn't get to do as much as we wanted this one. Waking up in the light, enjoying outside until 9:30pm is over as are shorts, sandals, warm blue sunny skies, outdoor hot dogs and soft serve stands. Now it's once again time for heavier binding clothes, being stuck indoors, being claustrophobic, dry heat, waking up in dark, getting home in dark, short days, light deficiency syndrome, sharing cold germs, dry cough, heavy foods, nothing to do as the outdoor festivals and concerts are over.

The leaves betray the season. As you can witness in my photo in the cemetery, they are beginning to reflect the temporary "change of clothes" before the trees shed their 2009 wardrobe standing naked until April and May of 2010. October, November, December, January, February, March, April, approximately 210 days. Check with me again, then!

Someone took my tree!

2009-09-16T19:00:00.000-07:00

I enjoy sitting at my desk at work and looking out and seeing my tree. It's nice to have an office with a view and a bit of nature, my tree, which softened the blinding glare of the early September morning sun.

My tree wasn't a handsome one--a bit gnarly and deformed from last year's big wind storm. And I guess those who care about such things were concerned about the number of needles it dropped on the roof and in the gutters. There is a squirrel who plays around my tree everyday and usually when I'm frustrated I can watch him frolic around and it cheers me up. This morning I pull into my parking hole, and immediately notice this big open area and am horrified that my tree is gone! Without anyone even asking and without notification, they took my tree! I look out my window in horror into the bright sun and flat grass, sawdust and concrete prevail. And there's nothing I or anyone else can do for the next ten or twenty years. I am sad.

And I'm not the only one. After typing for a while, I noticed movement and there is my squirrel. He has a nut in his mouth, and he is questioningly moving around the stump, dumbfounded, staring in disbelief. His home is gone, his neighborhood destroyed, probably all his hard work during the past few weeks and his winter's food supply has been wiped out. He'll probably freeze or starve to death this winter all because someone thought this tree should be cut down. I felt his pain, I teared up for him and for me! He finally hopped up on the air conditioner and just sat for a while looking over the situation from a higher angle. So I took his photo, since probably he'll move on, and I'll have lost another friend from this place.

Sometimes, life is nuts. And a place to store the nuts. And when someone disrupts the situation, you just have to stare in disbelief and decide what to do next! Sometimes you continue on with fewer nuts! Sometimes, you move to another tree. Sometimes you sneeze (Cashew!). Sometimes you listen to a good band (The Almond Brothers). And sometimes you write a poignant tale and continue storing whatever nuts you have, in whatever place you can find! I have a sudden urge for a Dairy Queen Tin Roof Sundae with loads of fresh Spanish Peanuts. Perhaps I'll share a few of them with my little friend.

I always appreciate the healing qualities of Ice Cream, especially a Tin Roof Sundae with Spanish Peanuts. And I do, "think that I will never see a view as good without my tree".

Rodney L. Barbour, over and out!

Shooting the Moon with Cheri on a cool Summer evening!

2009-09-02T03:11:00.000-07:00

9:10pm Cheri calls and for the tenth time in three days asks if I've seen the moon and the bright dot next to it. As the dutiful fiancee I finally decide this must be important to her.
9:12 Though only dressed in my maroon nylon tricot pajama bottoms, I decide it would be meaningful to Cheri for me to grab the camera, don my slippers and go outside quickly and snap this photo. It's dark outside and no one will see me. I've got Cheri connected to left ear through cell phone.
9:14 Now outside, really dark, I have to transfer phone to right hand and ear so I can snap photo with left hand. This is weird as I always listen to phone on left ear. I don't seem to hear as well with my right ear on the phone. It's like putting on your pants with the right leg first instead of the left one. It's unnatural and not what I usually do. I decide to say "yes dear" about every 10 seconds so Cheri will think I'm still able to hear her.
9:16 I fumble with phone and camera.
9:17 I realize my beige slippers don't match or enhance the look of my maroon nylon tricot pajama bottoms, but its dark and I hope no one will see.
9:18 Crap! The neighbor just started the car and turned on their lights. I rush back beside my garage in the dark so they won't see me. They probably did and wonder "what is Rodney doing now?"
9:19 This isn't my DSLR camera and isn't powerful enough to shot this photo, but at least I've now got one of a moon and a little bright dot which Cheri says is either Jupiter or Mars, one of the few times this will be visible to the naked eye in this century.
9:19.5 Say, "Yes dear" a few more times, as I've forgotten to do so recently.
9:20 I take a few more shots, all are terrible, one below shows me moving the camera while its on a longer exposure, Interesting little light pattern here. Speaking of naked eye, I think about me being outside on a cool nite in September
in just my pajama bottoms and wonder if the neighbor in the car has called the cops yet.
9:21 What's that!?! I notice movement and panic. The neighbor's tan colored cat (who has night vision) is right at my feet just sitting there looking up at me with the most quizzical look on it's face like, "what on earth are you doing, mister?" I try and shoo the cat, it won't budge, there's nothing I can do to get rid of it.
9:22 Neighbor who owns cat turns on the porch light. Must have heard me yelling at the cat. I think I was just touched by a bug. It's time to go in.
9:24 Safely back inside, Cheri still talking. I describe my prize photo to her.
9:25 All is well. Another wonderful evening in the life of Cheri and Rodney, and I didn't even "Plan-et"!

2009-07-25T19:20:00.000-07:00

Today in Huntington, Cheri and I were driving by the Colonel Ira J. Barbour Armory, and I stopped for this photo. This West Virginia National Guard Facility in Huntington is named after my Grandfather, who's photo is above my head. I was only about 6 when he died, so I didn't know him very well, but my dad told me about some of his tours of duty included the West Virginia Miner's War, the Mexican Border Service under the command of John J. Pershing. World War I in Europe, again serving under now General Pershing. Two years of "Army of Occupation" following the truce in Europe. Then assignments in the United States getting soliders ready for World War II. Then semi-retirement and his involvement with the West Virginia National Guard and rifle instruction, marksmanship and the rifle matches. They honored my grandfather by naming this armory after him, when it was built. I'm told he was tough but kind, was respected by those he commanded, that he was thorough and fair. His son my uncle (Douglas) became at Lt. Colonel and my father Arlane intended for a military career until he contracted amoebic dysentery in Bhamo, India and was hospitalized for an extended period of time before a mandatory medical discharge. It took him three years to get over this, and he suffered at times the rest of his life from it. He became a dentist going back to school at age 35 to complete his degree.

So a neat little bit of Barbour history. At times, I am sorry I didn't follow my family's path, though my persona of not being
able to deal with bugs, spiders, dirt, blood, etc. probably wouldn't have helped me survive even basic training. But, I'm very proud of my grandfather, my uncle, and my dad, and I trust they would have been proud of any accomplishments I may have made as well.

Recording in the Dawg Days of Summer

2009-07-23T18:54:00.000-07:00

Like my friends, I too haven't been posting here, I can't believe it's been since Jun 21. Just been really busy and really don't have much to say. At the moment, I'm in the midst of a big recording project, 40 songs to be finished ASAP! The photo is my amazingly talented friend Dr. Chris Howard, who is helping and has helped me on all of my CD projects. Chris is an amazing musician and technician and I have learned and benefitted so much from his talents and friendships. Hopefully the project will be finished sooner than later. It's difficult to keep your mind and be "perfect" on 40 songs at one time (even though these songs are not of a "major" difficulty). Recording is a good discipline. I much prefer live performance. You can be free to experiment and express yourself and most people aren't usually familiar with the music enough to be stalking for minor inconsistencies. However once you commit your performance to the CD, folks listen over and over and over. You HAVE to be perfect, or you are walking down the street and people walk up to you and say, Hey Rodney, I heard you miss that eighth rest in the 15th bar of Song 3! Unless, of course you record live, then much can be forgiven, though organ concerts live don't have usually enough audience to cause the listener to actually believe the concert is live, since there is little crowd noise, except during cold and flu season!

So other than the CD, I've been working a lot, haven't really got to go anywhere, summer's almost over and I haven't got to go anywhere, do anything much good. Cheri has been working as well so we haven't got to see each other much or do much of anything fun. We eat, sit down to watch TV and go to sleep on the sofa during "Wheel of Fortune". Plans must be made to remedy this, and THEN maybe something exciting to write about here! Until then, read only one word a night of this posting,
cause it may be a while before I'm back!

the longest day of the year

2009-06-21T16:14:00.000-07:00

Today is the day which has the longest period of daylight. YEA! Enjoy it, because it's all downhill from here! Each day will now be getting shorter, the freedoms of summer are waning, winter is coming when we will be marooned in our dry heated houses with the flu and other winter ailments! Actually I'll tell you what the longest days of the year are: mother's day and father's day after your parents have passed away (if you had a good relationship with your parents--I did). I suppose a counselor would advise one to let go of that which is lost and celebrate the memories and good times. On the best father's days, dad and I would have an enormous breakfast, go to church, and maybe then go play golf which my dad dearly loved. In my earlier days I wasn't a particularly gifted athlete but I enjoyed playing golf and dad loved being with me, we each counted the time together as a sacred trust between us, despite my score. AND, I loved the golf course sandwiche shoppes, world's best grilled ham and cheese at Twin Valley Golf Club, amazing burger and krinkle fries atCedar Knoll, steak sandwiche at Ponderosa Golf Club. I digress. In later years, every time we celebrated a holiday or special occasion we went to the Red Lobster (just for the "hal-i-but")--yes, I know this line is overused but Dad said it each time. He had the fried seafood platter, I had fried fish and fried shrimp since I didn't want those weird fried things like oysters and scallops on my plate. No wonder heart disease runs in my family! So, today I wasn't close to a Red Lobster, but I went to Mitchells and had a grilled shrimp salad and chowder another of Dad's favorites to honor him on his day. There was no one to play golf with, so I went swimming--40 laps. Now, maybe another Barbour tradition--going out for a shake, and I think I'll try and go see a funny movie, then maybe sit on my deck and enjoy the last minutes of sunlight on this longest day. I do so love the summer, probably because my parents did as well...........

a buggy time

2009-06-20T19:29:00.000-07:00

So this little fellow was my dinner companion on Friday nite.
I was sitting alone in a favorite restaurant looking out the window, and I think he (she? I couldn't see that close) was excited about my 1/2 spaghetti 1/2 pizza and salad meal, which was divine. Where was Cheri you ask? Well on her days off, I'm working, and on my days off, well, those are her busiest days. I hope we will soon be able to fix this problem, Until then, dinner with bugs. I enjoyed the time actually. The bug meandered and stopped and was still, then repositioned and stopped. I need to learn how to do this. I realize that I don't really know how to stop and meander and I'm wearing myself out. Maybe, this bug was on vacation, I've got the time, I need to figure out how to schedule one and when.

I wondered if this bug was alone on purpose, maybe he had had it with all the other bugs and had come to the Spinning Fork for a little wine and pasta. I wish I could crawl up and down on a window, but I can't even ride the bungee thing or the high coasters at Kings Island. One thing I'm sure of though. If this bug decides to meander close to the highway, is he gonna get a surprise when the next car comes along! BAMM! The dreaded windshield. And I know what that bug will be thinking! The last thing through his mind when he hits that windshield----his butt!

I have to say this is gonna be a buggy year. When I drove Cheri to WVA a couple of weeks ago, I actually had to stop and wash my truck 1/2 through the trip there were so many bugs, the windshield was totally covered and the wipers just smeared 'em, big juicy bugs! And they started smelling from the heat! AND, I went out to take a few photos in a garden and the mosquitoes or something totally feasted on my ankles. I think with my conscious effort to eat lots of fruit and vegetables (or maybe all the ice cream) I must be a juicy bite, because I am a mosquito magnet. You should buy stock in "OFF" because I'll be using a lot of it, unless these bugs begin to chill!

And I realize everything is bothering me right now, professional life, personal life, weight, exercise, pain in my foot and arm, blah, blah, blah. it really is time to get away for a while and re-group. So, unless you invite me over for ice cream, (so I can chill), you may want to stay clear of my attitude for a while, I wouldn't want to bug you!

Is this an ANT or an UNCLE?

2009-05-16T19:05:00.000-07:00

Goodness, am I depressed. I shouldn't be. Lots of good things amidst the gloom of the world but I am depressed. Perhaps the gloomy weather, Cincy's first humidity of 2009 yesterday and today, and gray skies and rain and drizzle preventing outdoor activities. I did find two new restaurants this week, Rice Rocket in West Chester (a oriental Chipotle) and AMAZING PIT-TO-PLATE Barbecue in Mt. Healthy. WOW! It doesn't look like much on the outside, but this was EASILY the best "Barbour-que" I've had in Cincy! And, they have deviled eggs, and make their desserts (peach cobbler and bread puddin') ON THE PROPERTY. But, shortly after eating both desserts I am still depressed. Monday Evening, I'm playing on a venue with Hector Olivera, whom I consider to be the world's greatest living organist! That's exciting for me! And, Cheri and I enjoyed a nice time together at the Zoo last weekend.

Today, I went to the driving range in the drizzle, and pa-tooted about 80 balls. Hopefully Cheri will correct this. And, then tonight in a brief 1/2 of sun, I shot a few photos including the one above, nothing special, but there were a couple of really good ones (I'm working on depth of field), they are displayed www.flickr.com/photos/rodney-bar. I was trying to decide in the photo above if this is an "ant or an uncle". Couldn't get to the right angle to take a peek, not that I would want to! The questions gave me something to ponder for a while instead of being depressed. But, anyway, I'm still depressed and really as you have witnessed, have nothing to say. So.....long!

Rod's Jogs

2009-05-07T06:18:00.000-07:00

My 2009 outdoor jogging season is underway! As always in my life I have waited too long to do the things I enjoy and it's getting too close and too late to do many of them! But, I have a few good jogs left in me. All through 2008 I endured a right achilles problem, so I toned it down last season, but so far this year everything seems good. I came in second place in my age category in the April Run for the American Dream 5K in Winton Woods (there were only 2 in my age category-"old fart"--HA!). And, I would have run the 10k Pig last week, but I was in South Bend for a concert instead.

Cheri has decided I need to train harder, so my endurance, my heart and my weight will be all in order for our wedding day, so she bought me the Nike personal training chip that fits in the Nike shoe which works with my I-Pod Nano. Smooch, smooch, dear Cheri! So I've just started using it this past week to track my progress in my personal little MINI 5k's.

Run 1=3.39 Miles/39:06 time/11:32 pace
Run 2=3.23 Miles/36:35 time/11;19 pace
Run 3=3.25 Miles/34:57 time/10:46 pace

And as soon as I figure out how to connect the URL from my site at Nike.com to this blog, you can track my amazing progress as well! I'll bet you simply can't wait to do this! And, if I can get back down to a 10:00 pace, for a person who didn't start jogging until age 51, I will be most pleased.

Jesus on a Jet-Ski

2009-04-28T17:41:00.000-07:00

So, last Sunday was my first time on a Jet-Ski (not an airplane from Poland but a water vehicle). I should remind everyone I'm always first aware of my fears and many times held back by them. But in recent years I have willed myself to do (for me) daring things, things outside my "bach's" (organ pun). Things like: flying, helicopter ride, whitewater rafting, triathlon and so forth. This Jet-Ski trial wasn't a major fear for me, but definitely an event which merited a raised eyebrow and the thought of becoming permanent disabled or something. My friend Al was a great teacher. He drove and put me on the back explaining what to do, and took us out on the lake. Everything was great till he took it up to 58 mph. I was glad there was so much water around to clean off after I peed my swim trunks! So then, it was my turn to drive. I quickly learned that at idle or slow speeds the Jet-Ski is much more difficult to control, and the ride much more bumpy and unpredictable. Al directed me to get up to about 30mph where I thought there would be more than pee to clean up, but soon I become more comfortable and experienced a much smoother ride and much more control. So, sometimes holding back to feel totally safe, and not trusting experience or gaining experience is a hindrance to "the full life".

While driving or piloting or navigating (whatever the word) the Jet-Ski around Lake Gaston and becoming more confident I thought of Matthew 14 where Jesus walked across the water to get to the disciples' boat. (Wouldn't it be amazing to see Jesus on a Jet-Ski and how he would ride!) The disciples were fearful in the storm as he approached them, Peter called out to the Lord to command him to walk on the water to Jesus and Jesus did so. Peter stepped out and allowed fear to take hold and began to sink until Jesus reached out his hand for Peter to grasp. After Jesus "sighed" they both stepped back into the boat
and the sea became calm.

I was delighted to experience Al's expertise and generous hospitality. I was delighted by the entire weekend of travel, hospitality, workshop, pontoon boat ride, great meals, jet-ski ride and concert. I enjoyed thinking about overcoming fear
whether it be playing the organ, growing in skill or growing in faith, the parallels are al there. Jesus reaches out, we have to grab hold and allow our faith to protect us until we get to the speed to control the jet-ski in the wake. And we have to learn about the opposing currents, the wind and observe the buoys and warnings as well.

TYL!

My Ears are Off!

2009-04-14T20:08:00.000-07:00

My ears are off. The Easter Barbour is gone for 2009. No more major candy holidays until October!! Woe, Woe, Woe. And what a disappointing end. Cheri and I stopped at every Walgreens and CVS between Cincinnati and Hocking Hills to purchase Russell Stover Milk Chocolate Marshmallow Bunnies at Monday's 50% off sale and THERE WASN'T A SINGLE ONE LEFT! And I"m not "hoppy". I guess the mama and papa bunnies weren't as cozy together this year in their nests at Russell Stover, or my publicity blogging for the chocolate bunny industry worked and all of you went and purchased "my" amazing confections.

Anyway, the photo is me depressed into my mini-vacation chair contemplating I will have no more "blessing of the bunnies" until February 15, 2010, the day of the 50% off Valentine's Candy Sale and the first appearance of my little friends for 2010. That length of time is a "Hare-Raising" obstacle to my good nature but I've survived before. And, to note there weren't even any Hershey's Marshmallow Eggs left, a poor substitute, but at least a substitute. I guess with the economy all the discounted candy moved fairly "Rabbit-ly" off the shelves.

So, join me in mourning----little Rodney Foo Foo is feeling rather poo poo----but I guess (sigh) there's still always a jar
of marshmallow creme where you can take tablespoons between bites of Hershey's Chocolate Nuggets. It's a lot of work, but
hey, I need the exercise.

A "Good Friday"

2009-04-10T19:42:00.000-07:00

I just finished a relaxing shower until the hot water ran out, and am sitting down to reflect on this day. I am director of worship at a local church, and am responsible for planning worship experiences for members and visitors of our congregation. Today we experienced two identical worship times which as I reflect (for me) were two of the most meaningful I've experienced in a long time. For me, worship doesn't happen in most churches. Satan has the church right where he wants it. It's so easy for well meaning persons to "put on" services, to work and strive to have the best building, the best music-organ-choir-band, the right language and speaker, and the perfect welcoming team and visitor gift basket-all done in the name of the Lord. It's so easy for these offerings to slip into becoming the focus of the worship, leaving God out--even though that would not be the intention of these persons. Today, we sat (simply) in the presence of God's word-the Passion Story of Christ from the Gospel of Mark. We had a narrator reading the script, with a person reading the words of Jesus and two others reading the parts of Peter, Pilate, the woman with the expensive perfume and other miscellaneous parts. At times, I played hymns and worship songs which matched the story. At the end, those gathered could come forward, kneel or stand and pray and light a candle, At the end we left in silence. The room was dark, lit by candles with a dim spotlight on the cross.

Simple formula. Allow the Holy Spirit to interpret the Word to those gathered and don't get in the way. Allow those gathered, time to reflect and pray as the Holy Spirit directs them unhurried, unprompted. Allow time to LISTEN! Of those participating in leadership, a framework was created in which each could freely share their gift. The readers read their parts and offered their particular speech patterns and accents, all dressed in black, no special robes or adornments, the powerpoint person interpreted the readings with slides she chose in response to her reading and interpretation of the story. The up-front persons trusted and respected each other's contributions. There were no stars.

I think I've read about this, oh yes, Paul writes to the church in Colossae: "Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God". We did this today in our Good Friday Worship. It felt good to be living in God's Word and acting according to it.

55 and Still Running!

2009-04-04T08:43:00.000-07:00

So, the first 5K Run of 2009 is history. And yours truly- number 2940-finished in 35:11. Considering the first run of 2009, the cold temps, 35 degrees at race time, the end of winter blues, and my training or lack thereof, I'm pleased. My last 5K in Blue Ash September 2008, I did a similar race (flatter terrain) at 34:28, (I was drafting in Jason's wake to speed up my time) so, one year older and only a little slower, that's good! And I finished, today--that's good! I will admit its somewhat humiliating that I think one or two of the powerwalkers finished ahead of me, and one of the 10K run people finished before I finished the 5K but it was probably someone from Moscow, since they are always *"rush-in". (*intended pun for the humor deficient). And, since I'm still a bit tenuous with my right foot following a year of injury, I ran today without pain and without stiffness following so progress is happening! I'm pleased. I have a witness, Andrea, my massage therapist met me at the finish line. And I enjoyed a half- hour in the hot tub at Healthplex following. Now, for a great lunch and my happy Saturday will be complete! Look out 80 year olds--the next 5K is coming and I'm gonna beat you!

Today's Photo Update

2009-03-25T17:17:00.000-07:00

Where is the "Rodney Bun" so merry?
Where is the bunny pic today?
(skipping ahead)
Sunrise, Sunset, Sunrise, Sunset
Swiftly fly the years.
Actually he's in the pub so merry
laden with tater skins and beers.
(HEY, it was happy hour at the CN, and bunnies gots to be happy!)

how many pansies in this photo?

2009-03-24T18:28:00.000-07:00

So my Easter Barbour career is "rabbit-ly" going downhill. Today I hid in the spring pansies, shot a few frames in a graveyard, and ate a few flowers before dinner. I definitely need some
new input, what can I accomplish tomorrow......????

Rodney ruins another song!

2009-03-23T17:48:00.000-07:00

Everybody sing: One little two little three little bunnies, four little.....hey where are the rest of the bunnies?!? There are supposed to be ten! Can you believe three weeks until Easter and Rodney has already eaten bunnies 5-10!!! As usual, Rodney has ruined the song. You just can't depend on him when chocolate bunnies and Mexican food are involved--you know--HARE today and gone TAMALE! (so to speak).

RB'S BUNNY RUN 2009

2009-03-14T14:22:00.001-07:00

NO! It's not a 5K race, but my annual trip to where the Chocolate Bunnies live and pro-create. After the Goody Shoppe this morning, it's SO GREY, SO DEPRESSING, SO NOTHING in Cincinnati today, my light reserves are gone and I had to do something to return to the land of normal-cy, so CHOCOLATE BUNNIES were awaiting me at Esther Price's Kitchen! I had an instant attachment to my friend pictured here, and I also made
peace with several of his eggs (orange and opera creams), his amazing NESTS (white and milk chocolate) and a few of his cousins-smaller milk chocolate bunnies. Then the Bunny Chips (not like Cow Chips or Pies) but Mike Sell's Potato Chips covered with Esther's Bunny chocolate-the perfect healthy treat-a vegetable and a bean (so to speak). Following, on the return trip I even went swimming, hot tubbing and steaming before the big 2009 taste test to check quality and consistency over the years. Do remember, it's best to start with the ears when nibbling a bunny, then proceed down to the toes. Then they can't hear you chewing which upsets them greatly. TO SEE MORE OF RODNEY AND BUNNY proceed to www.flick.com/photos/rodney-bar. The journey over will be worth your trouble.

CELEBRATING OPENING DAY IN CINCINNATI!

2009-03-14T09:34:00.000-07:00

NO! I'm not talking about baseball, who cares about that anymore! It's opening day at the GOODY SHOPPE! I just returned from the celebration! THEY WELCOMED ME back on their sign as evidenced in the photo! You can view the full celebration from Barbour-que sandwich to slaw, chip, pickle drink and cone at www.flickr.com/photos/rodney-bar. Too bad that today's temperature is in the 40's and it's a gloomy grey dismal dreary day in Cincinnati. You can tell who the loyal supporters are! Actually, I was the only idiot eating a chocolate ice cream cone sitting outside at the picnic tables. BUT, the Barbour-que warmed my heart and soul and I get the "inner reward" knowing it's folks like me who keep America's ice cream and sandwich economy moving through the chill of economic duress! Oh, this reminds me as you can see on the sign they're serving homemade CHILI now as well. You should come enjoy it now before its 100 degrees and the "summer folk" have descended to hoard the tables! WELCOME BACK O PURVEYOR OF FROZEN DREAMS! May you enjoy a blessed 2009!

A Sign of Spring Song by Tiny Rodney

2009-03-09T18:17:00.000-07:00

Tiptoe...through the back yard...to the flower bed
that is where I'll be come
tiptoe to the spring buds
with me.....(sung by Tiny Rodney)

Sure Signs of Spring

2009-03-07T18:32:00.000-08:00

Beautiful Spring Flowers are beginning to Spring Out of the Ground! Especially in the GlassHouses!

The JOGGERS are back outside training for upcoming 5Ks!

The MOUNT HEALTHY DAIRY BAR IS OPEN! My first outdoor ice cream on 2009! Goodie Shoppe opens this week!

IT'S SPRING! EAT A DUCK at a great THAI restaurant-TAN THAI, it's served with Quackers.

HALEY'S 15! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

Catch-Up Blog with Barbour Bullits

2009-02-23T18:58:00.000-08:00

Bullits!

Amazing. Last week when I was coughing my head off my blood pressure was 175/90, tonight after hot tub, swim, steam, cold shower its now 112/74. I'm much better this week thank you!

Concert in St Peters at St Paul, MN: I needed to do this. I needed to leave my sickness and my routine and have a couple of days doing what I do well and enjoying the opportunity to encourage, assist and inspire others who lead in worship using the organ. And from that lack of what I've been getting "at home", I needed the encouragement of the 35 persons at the workshop (a great number for an organ event) and the over 400 at the concert. Both events went beyond my expectations, especially with my sinus infection and not feeling 100%. I gained strength as I went through the weekend. There is a great healing and confidence when one is in touch with what one does well, and when one can be surrounded by those who build up and encourage instead of those who want to be built up for selfish reasons.

Minnesota: It's too bad about their winters, and in the summer their mosquitoes, otherwise, what an amazing place to live. Wonderful culture and events, colorful people, they have EVERYTHING, every major and minor restaurant, amazing shopping everywhere, magnificent churches, magnificent worship spaces and resources, good schools, good theater, good recreation, lakes, recreation, great snow removal, what more could one ask for-------yes, better winters, but other'n that? I think I'm going to be one who likes to winter in the southwest cause, the older I get, the LESS I like winter!!!! I've played concerts in probably 30 different cities in Minnesota and have loved every one of them.

Contrasts: Just can't get away from the economy news. And, I among probably all readers of this, am concerned about available and diminishing resources. Yet, on Sunday morning I watched a television ministry program from an organization supporting missional support to desperate children around the world. It showed a little boy who had spinal bifida who was pulling himself around in the dirt with his arms as he had no use of and no feeling in his extremities. It showed his foot where while he was sleeping a rat ate off his big toe and he didn't know this was happening as he couldn't feel anything. The doctors were trying to treat this before it became even more infected. I don't think we have a real picture of what some of our brothers and sisters face. Perhaps our time is simply a time of balancing out some resources. Maybe we really don't need all that we have, except it would be good if some of this stimulus money could actually go to helping people instead of bailing out those who helped create the mess in the first place. Maybe we could relax into the promises of scripture that God will supply our needs and be even more diligent in our pursuits while releasing worry?

Food: I love McDonalds. I'm glad they are doing well during these times. Nice breakfast of Scrambled Eggs, a Parfait (with strawberries/blueberries and yogurt) and cup of Ice water for $2.33! For lunch a McDouble and AppleDipper and cup of Ice water for $2.33. For dinner maybe a salad with grilled chicken, and a lovely hot fudge sundae. A couple times a week for variety one needs to throw in some spaghetti or a pizza from another source (Cheron's ?). And maybe a can of asparagus or two for health reasons.

Today: Sunny and cool but nice. I sense Spring! I'm tired from all the grey and snow and winter. I'm tired from my travel. I'm tired from my coughing. But swimming and biking and steaming at the HealthPlex was nice today. I enjoying dinner with friends last nite, and another dinner with friends tonight, and maybe Cheri will be here this weekend! Other than a couple of areas which need to be worked on, life is good!

when a musician gets sick...(dictionary)

2009-02-18T14:56:00.000-08:00

Greetings: there are two sick rodney posts today. be sure to view sick at home below. here I will attempt to define musical terms which relate to my current condition.

Stretto: The kind of throat-o I have.
Baroque Music: The song I'll be playing when I get the bills from the doctor and pharmacy.
Guitar: I "gui-tared" very easily right now.
Cello: How I sound when I answer the phone with a cough: cello, cello?
Pianissimo: The number of extra times I go to the bathroom with all the fluids I'm supposed to drink.
Piu mosso: The number of extra times I go to the bathroom with all the fluids I'm supposed to drink.
Coda: A mild version of what I hava.
Sonata: A collection of piano songs Beethoven wrote with a bad cold, and the stuff that collects in your
head and gives you a sinus infection and laryngitis.
Symphony: What you hope some kind people have for you.
Diminished Fifth: My current bottle of bailey's after the baileys-codeine car bombs.
Middle C: Generic Fruit Juice more affordable than High C.

Gotta go cough and blow my snose.

R.

Sick at Home with Little Rodney Foo Foo

2009-02-18T14:34:00.001-08:00

Positive Outlook

2009-02-09T17:54:00.000-08:00

Today's Positive Outlook Statement: I am not getting older! I am developing powerful muscles which allow me to sit for long periods of time without getting tired!

marriage counseling

2009-02-08T20:18:00.000-08:00

So Rodney and Cheri enjoyed another day together. Here we are pictured in front of a marriage counselor. His basic advice to us: NO MONKEY BUSINESS! Following the session we lunched together on a "g'rilla-ed" peanut butter sandwiche and for dessert, we shared a bag of "RHESUS" pieces. Cheri went "ape" over Trader's World in Monroe, it was her first time visiting this amazing establishment. We viewed the various businesses, took photos of crazy things, slid down the "banana-sters", watched twenty monkeys chase a running banana--realizing it was now twenty after one, time for a "banana split"a!

Chicken in the Sky

2009-02-07T11:31:00.000-08:00

So I owned a most suitable and economical "stable" of electronic support equipment (computer, high speed i-net, wireless router, wireless phone). However, I confess I not only coveted my friends I-Phones, but was also told by everyone I needed one of these versatile miracle communication devices. And, dear friends actually got me a gift certificate for an I-Phone for Christmas. I'm very grateful! Of course, after doing the research, to keep the cost almost the same, I have to switch high-speed internet providers, wireless providers and I'm making a "big decision" to no longer have a "home phone number". This is unthinkable to me to not have a home phone number. Times are changing. It's discomforting to me spending 5 hours last night trying to install, reconcile and sync the new high speed internet software to my current system. I got to talk to folks in India, and Mexico and who knows where and was placed on hold for long periods of time, waiting for things to sync and boot! I'm old. I'm tired. I don't need to spend this time fussing with basic connections. When I was a child, you just picked up the phone and talked to someone! I will say the I-Phone seems to be a breeze so far. All contacts imported from the computer, photos available, music is there, just a couple of operational questions and I'm set I think.

The chicken in the sky photo above has cock-a-doodle-dooed families for generations to outstanding family styles meals at Ron's Roost in Western HIlls, Cincinnati. I love their fried chix, fried fish (even though I'm not supposed to eat it). And, last night I went, though I had grilled chix and ended with a piece of custard pie in honor of my father (one of his favorites). While they still maintain a great clientele, it's like stepping back into the the mid-twentieth century. I felt very young eating there. Today's "up-to-date" folks eat a younger menu I think. I didn't sleep much last nite after my fight with the roadrunner, and lots of other anxieties over many things. I mostly triumphed unlike the coyote. But, I do want to say though sometimes reticent, I'm not CHICKEN to try new things. Perhaps not so many new things all at one time might ease my "fowl" mood. But, I'm thinking though uncomfortable, it's maybe the only way to stay young and current. And not loose ability to interface with the world. Maybe I'm going to have to eat my chicken grilled with a pita wrap or a panini instead of good old American Fried Chicken with a buttermilk roll or a biscuit, but at least I'm still around to eat. And, I guess I'll grow comfortable with the new
icons, and places to click on. And, I know I'm going to enjoy the I-Phone. Thank you Ron's Roost, and thank you Stephen Job!

Say it ain't so...

2009-02-05T11:46:00.000-08:00

2,600 calories
135 g fat (59 g saturated fat, 2.5 g trans fats)
263 g sugars
1,700 mg sodium

Kyrie elison!

BarbOUr BuLLits

2009-02-03T20:15:00.000-08:00

I got this amazing furry coat at Steve & Barry's Closeout for only $9.00! What a bargain! You should go there!
The Groundhog is a jerk!
For me, Benjamin Button was just "sew-sew".
I dislike snow.
The snow kept me from having a wonderful meal of spaghetti-pizza casserole with friends.
This is the anniversary week of when my parents died, eight years for dad, four for mom.
Cheri wrote "I love Rodney" in the ice on her windshield and took a photo (on her flickr)!
Dairy Queen got a bad batch of gift cards which don't work, save your receipts of activation!
I dislike snow.
BJ's in tri-county mall has excellent thin crust tomato basil pizza.
The Japanese Massage chair massage shop at the Southwest entrance to tri-county mall is $12 for 15 minutes!
I am unhappy "marooned" at home.
I have a headache!
I like furry head coverings! I got a stuffed IKEA elephant for Christmas. It's very nice!
I dislike snow!
This is almost like the 25 Things which is going around!
That's all!

Cinema-Rodney

2009-02-01T19:19:00.001-08:00

So I enjoy exercising, I enjoy photography and with my personality both of those become intensely competitive for me---self against self! The third thing I really enjoy is going to good movies. It's (candidly) the ONLY thing I seem do where I can get lost in a story for a couple of hours and forget about self, self-improvement, personal discipline, etc. I am delighted living on the north side of Cincy that I am close to Hamilton, OH and have discovered the Kerasotes Theatre Multiplex where shows before 6 are only 3.25 and shows after 6 are only 6.25. AND, while a small diet coke and small plain popcorn are a bit pricey, $8.25, you get unlimited free refills on both and they make the popcorn fresh right there in front of your eyes, instead of boxing it in like at Showcase Overpriced Multiplexes! So, this year it's my goal to actually see all of the nominees for BEST PICTURE before the Oscar Show. Here's my list and opinion so far:

Slumdog Millionaire: Of the four I've seen so far, I think this should get best picture. The graphic reality of the lives of the impoverished folk of India is gut-wrenching. The horror and torture forced me to look at the floor during much of the show. But what a great story, and an eye opener.

Doubt: Wow! Meryl Streep is an amazing versatile actress who I think should win best actress. How totally different is the Meryl Streep in Doubt, than the Meryl Streep in Mama Mia earlier this year! I was certain about 1/3 through the show I had this figured out, but after the last 10 minutes, per the title, I have great doubt. The show reminded me of scriptures teaching to judge not.... I felt the need to go home and repent.

Frost-Nixon: Though I've still got one nominated movie to see, at this point I think Frank Langella should get the best actor for his amazing portrayal of Nixon. Growing up through all of that and having a sense of the subject, he did such an amazing job of capturing the mannerisms and the wit and remarkable intelligence of the former president. The show is interesting, not sure its 100% historically correct but it is certainly captivating and entertaining.

Benjamin Button: Things I've heard about this so far have been accurate: long, slow, tedious. I guess, for me, with the story not really plausible, I was disinterested from the beginning. But there were lots of moments to think about. With this being the anniversary week of when both my parents died, it wasn't a good day to see this, bringing back lots of memories, especially me reading my dad's life story to him, bedside from his diary the night before he died, as was happening in this show with the woman. Despite the numerous nominations (Golden Globes, etc), I'd be surprised if this wins anything except maybe best make-up. Cate Blanchette deserves an honorable mention.

The Reader: Kate Winslet was very, very good here, but I'm not sure her role was "big enough" to beat Meryl Streep. This show left me with a deep hurt for Kate's character "Hannah" and the self-imposed situation which led to the main event of the show. I think a big question for all in the show is "how far does one go to keep a secret?"

Dark Knight: I hope Heath gets it, but Philip Seymour Hoffman was exceptional in Doubt. I'll vote ½ each for each and at least win ½ point.

So, I still need to see Milk, Revolutionary Road, The Wrestler. Hopefully I can get these in before the show, without popcorn! Enjoy the show!

Three Steps to Eating Ice Cream by Rodney L. Barbour, Ice Cream Consultant

2009-01-31T17:16:00.000-08:00

STEP 1: Select an appropriate flavor in an individual portion size!

STEP 2: Using a sharp implement, slide along the side of the container, separating the individual portion from the container

STEP 3: Jab a fork into that sucker, and pull it out. YOU'VE SCORED! Eat before dripping!

It's a Dark Snowy Night

2009-01-29T21:03:00.000-08:00

It's a Dark Snowy Night in January, my street is dark. I sit mindlessly at this computer, senses dulled by inactivity, schedule disrupted by the icy cold blast which has paralyzed our fair city. Streets are empty, ice ruts form a hidden danger, some are freezing with no power, children are forced to consume day old bread and milk close to the expiration date. No choir tonight, so no chance to interact with the good singers of CPC. Quite different from last Thursday when Cheri surprised me with an unexpected visit to check on my pulled back muscle. It's better after a week, but not quite right. Cheri reminded me tonight that I haven't blogged for a week. I guess I need a bit of inspiration and interaction. I've enjoyed working from home, enjoyed getting to take some neat nature photos (check my flickr account), enjoyed a decafe and Bailey's with my friend Dawn, a great conversation over a Big Boy and Buddie Boy with my friend Jason, but am definitely ready for the dreaded Ground Hog to remain frozen in his hole next Monday. I'll even submit to Kim Wilcoxon's autumn fantasies over this weather. And, if you read Jason's Blog, about enjoying this weather, well, I apologize for him, his mind is gone from reading too much Restoration Church history. Even Leo is crying about the weather. Justin still hasn't blogged, Eric writes "he is afraid of becoming like a dull boy". I thought I was going to have to call 911 for Cheri last nite, as she was so bored, she was becoming non-responsive and even beginning to eat "PRUNES". The horror of it all! OH YES WE NEED A LITTLE SPRING, right this very minute, green shoots on the ground, bud appearing all around, WE NEED A LITTLE SUNSHINE, beaming through our windows, we need a lit-tle spring...right NOW! Or, a couple of gallons of UDF Chocolate Marshmallow should do it! I'm off!

A January Evening

2009-01-22T20:21:00.000-08:00

It's January in Cincinnati. My recording project is on temporary hold due to technical issues, the weather is depressing (though it's been nice the last couple days), all talk around is gloom and despair as to the economy and budgets, everything seems tenuous in my various activities, I severely pulled a muscle in my lower back yesterday and have been in pain, not sleeping any last night as I couldn't get comfortable, I can't get into lost, though I feel lost, Cheri's in Huntington and I here, EXCEPT what an amazing surprise-as I was leaving for a sandwich before tonight's rehearsals there she was in the parking lot to surprise me and bring good cheer and an icy hot patch for my lower back. I was able to get my mind off of myself, and we enjoyed another short but great time together at PFChangs and then back to choir and a short McDonalds at 9pm before she returned to Huntington for tomorrow's pizzas. So we had fun with our chopsticks, even though our neighboring tablemates stared a lot at us. I didn't care. Cheri did care, but she was humoring me out of yesterday's despondent mood to an almost cheerful Rodney again. I'm blessed. And Cheri must be too if she's willing to stick chopsticks up her nose for a photo-op with me! (I didn't post that shot)!

A bright moment in a gray depressed January day...

2009-01-12T19:00:00.000-08:00

So Cheri and I got to spend 4 hours together today between snow and icings. We both are looking forward to longer times! At least, today we remembered what we each looked like from the last time! We got the ring sized, actually didn't need it, just a little pizza grease and it slid right on! And we enjoyed an Italian Dinner, some looking at various Cincinnati sites, and this quick photo in front of a "used" Christmas tree in front of Kenwood Mall. Then Cheri loaded up her van with fresh White Castles and toodled back to WVA while I sit here mapping her whereabouts in my mind, praying her home safely. (With those White Castles, can you imagine what she will smell like when she gets home? She'll have to wash down the whole van, and maybe burn her clothes outside before she enters the house)! So, a brite moment in an otherwise gray January day. And, the snow is on the way for both of us by morning!

It's the Most Depressing Time of the Year...

2009-01-10T15:49:00.000-08:00

It's the most depressing time of the year
there is no jingle belling
and everyone's yelling "to cry in your beer"
It's the most depressing time of the year.

It's the de-pressing-est season of all
With no holiday greetings and long boring meetings
and no friends that call
it's the de-pressing-est season of all.

There're no parties for hosting
and old bread for toasting
While shoveling out of the snow
There'll be scary ice stories
And tales which are gory of
slick roads on the drive home.

Its the most depressing time of the year.
There'll be no ho-ho-ho-ing
And no sun a glowing
and gray days to fear
It's the most depressing time of the year.

Other than that, I'm good, how are you?
I'm posting to a group on Flickr called 365/2009, one photo a day for each day this year.
Might get challenging to come up with new ideas and new puns if applicable! Not sure many
in this group appreciate the puns anyway! It might be an actual serious photo group I've stumbled
into. Oh well, too bad. But you should check it out! I've got to get to work on the new CD I'm making
it's due and the "muse" is not with me at the moment. I'm not "a-mused", so to speak. Light or lack thereof
is changing me from Eeyore to Oscar the Grouch. At least I'm still a character!

2009: I resolve to.......

2009-01-03T12:35:00.000-08:00

I notice others posting their New Year's resolutions, so I thought I should post some of mine. I resolve to become a more balanced person! (or to become like a "seal" at the circus). Hey, this is an amazing core building exercise taking the utmost balance and precision. You try and balance like this for a minute or more!

I resolve to build more muscle tissue. So, those of you who know, is it more repetitions with lighter weight, or more weight with less repetitions? Actually, I do need to return seriously to my training program as there are triathlons to be run, ski trails to be skied, whitewater rapids to be rapped.

I resolve to continue to contribute my fair portion to the ice cream industry. A strong ice cream industry means a strong economy! And I am a patriotreat-eater! And, as a symbol of my commitment, I downed this entire TURTLE SUNDAE (well I let Cheri have two bites), and Cheri witnessed my pledge with a fabulous extra thick Chocolate Shake at the Griffith & Feil Drugstore Soda Fountain, an AMAZING recreation of the past in Kenova, WVA. Hey, they still make fountain cokes the old fashioned way, by putting the coke syrup in a glass, then adding the fizzy water from the big silver fountain piece with the black handle, just like they did in the 50's and 60's, you've never had a coke unless you've had one this way! I'm looking forward to helping Cheri enjoy ice cream in 2009 in a way she never has before! But from the grip she has on this shake, maybe she'll teach me a thing or two!

A New Year's Day in the life of a Pizza Maker!

2009-01-01T20:07:00.000-08:00

Cheri creates the dough-50 crusts in this blob!
Pizza Stalker Rodney aerates individual crusts!

Cheri's hard work "pans" out!

Rodney places pepperoni perfectly!

A New Year's Day in the Life of a Pizza Maker "continued"

2009-01-01T20:00:00.000-08:00

Waiting for a Customer
Boxing and Cutting

Adding a Pizza Bread

The Happy Customer

HAPPY 2009 from Chef Cheri and Chef-In-Training Rodney

2008-12-31T19:54:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year from Chef Cheri and Chef-In-Training Rodney! It is time for the old year to go, and as you can see from photo one above, it was time for us to go as well, as you can see WVA style. We wuz in the Hillbilly Hot Dawg Resturant where we were then "PRIVY-LEDGED" to share a New Year's Weiner together, with Hot Dawg Sauce, Mustard and Onions---both delighted to learn we enjoy the same condiments! I spent the day with Cheri in her restaurant, she sold about 60 pizzas in a one hour time frame, right before the mall closed at six, which was most unfortunate as she could have made a mint if she was allowed to stay open past mall hours. So today, I learned, tomorrow, New Year's Day I get to help her open. Chef Rodney's Debut! Although, she won't let me near the food. I don't know why! But, in my new totally relaxed and laid back style, I'll be most pleased to draw the sodas, put together boxes, and wrap silverware while cleaning the trays. Great Chefs have to start somewhere! We wish you a great 2009!

DAY 25 C&R PHOTO CHALLENGE-SHE SAID YES!

2008-12-25T13:01:00.000-08:00

So the marvelous Cheri and Rodney photo challenge has come to a conclusion. And, I won the grand prize. Cheri got the ring but I got the YES! SO, today's best photos of the contest introduce you to the soon to be Mr and Mrs. Rodney and Cheri Barbour. It's been a long courtship. I am slow and backward. Cheri is patient! From our HIgh School Prom to where Cheri made an advance to kiss me which scared me and I jumped back and scared the you know what out of her to today when she was expecting a Nikon D60 Digital Camera and I totally surprised her with a ring and a question, its been a unique courtship. I think she still wants the camera. Even after initial tears of surprise and (hopefully joy) when she looked at me and said, "what about children, you don't want children now do you", to which I replied, "well, at this age maybe we can go directly to having grandchildren" we have and will have fun. And hopefully during the next period of time when we make plans, there'll be lots more photos and blogs to share. As an organist, after playing for over 600 + weddings in my life, I'm hoping for a wedding at McDonalds with happy meals and guests playing kazoos in McDonald Playland. Or, I would take an Elvis Impersonator pastor in Vegas or Gatlinburg. Cheri is not amused or as receptive as I had hoped, but there's time to convince and negotiate. We'll keep you informed. We welcome your congratulations, just click below and save a stamp!

Day 24.5 C&R Xmas Photo Challenge-FRUITCAKE!

2008-12-24T13:50:00.000-08:00

Hey it's gonna be a long time till December 25 evening, and I didn't want you to get bored before then, so per December 24 earlier entry, here's a teaser photo of me with my FRUITCAKE!! Don't forget, jammies, bailey's, cup, ice, tv, fruitcake bar, heaven!
Don't forget to visit tomorrow December 25 for the BEST PHOTO OF THIS GROUP! I PROMISE!

Day 24-C&R Xmas Photo Challenge-Sweet and Sour Carols

2008-12-23T20:03:00.000-08:00

So, here I am under this Christmas Tree, cause it's the night before the night before Christmas and "the weather outside is frightful". Ice rain and accidents everywhere. Jolly Old St. Nicholas lean your ear this way, whisper what you'll bring to me, tell me if you can. He's not saying anything! It looks like Santa has deflated and I have no presents. Crap! What if those Christmas songs are true? "I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas...cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad". Actually, not really that bad, just mildly naughty at times, just trying to be funny, bring a laugh or a smile to someone who needs it, trying to think outside my normal puritan box a bit. Only a few beers here or there.... this brings up another song: "Have a holly jolly Christmas, it's the best time of the year, I don't know if there'll be snow, but have a cup of cheer"....well I've actually had several cups of Bailey's-mmmmmmm! And with enough cups of this "special chocolate milk" one doesn't even care if it snows! Hmmm, next, a reflective one..."I'll be home for Christmas...if only in my dreams". I confess since Mom and Dad are gone, and many other mentors and older friends, I don't feel like I have a home anymore, especially around holidays, I'm working on this issue. Another song, "Here we are as in older days, happy golden days of yore, faithful friends who are dear to us gather near to us once more". At first thought, I disagree. One can't return. One must be present in the moment, and not so engaged in working one's butt off that you miss the moments you share with family and friends when they are happening. Cause when they are gone, they are gone. But at second thought, I guess we have the memories and the stories and the histories which make us smile or laugh or cry. No one can take this from us. So the dreams and reflections are okay, the family ornaments from Christmas past each with its own story. Only three more songs to go: Christmas makes you feel emotional, it may bring parties or thoughts devotional, whatever happens or what may be, here is what Christmas time means to me: I would say at this moment, FRUITCAKE. It's the only time you can get fruitcake! I adore FRUITCAKE! Not the expensive kind, just the Little Debbie or Hostess Bars, even Claxton's is too expensive. It's fun to sit in jamies, with a bottle of Bailey's, lots of ice and watch TV and knaw on the bar of fruitcake! (Actually, Christmas means a lot more, but I won't go into that here). "It's the most wonderful time of the year" (so THEY say!), there'll be much mistletoeing and heart will be glowing when loved ones are near! This is good, and Cheri's driving down tomorrow nite to spend what's left of Christmas eve after I get through working, and Christmas day. Drat! I forgot to buy the mistletoe! Maybe we won't need any! This is too long. Sorry to be so reflective after all the other funny entries. I've enjoyed thinking of these pictures and words for the last 24 days. Whether or not any of you have laughed, enjoyed or looked upon my musings with disdain, it's helped me to enjoy this season a bit more. I do encourage you to visit at least one more time for the last photo, probably it will be posted in the evening of Christmas Day. The storyline is written, I just have to take the photo! It will be by far the best of any of the 25, I promise! (and a partridge in a pear tree!)

Day 23 C&R Xmas Photo Challenge-MERRY SQUEEZE-MAS!

2008-12-22T18:11:00.000-08:00

So, imagine how different Christmas music would be if the fourth King (Kaspar, Melchior, Balthazaar) RODNEY-BAR had brought the gift of music to the manger in the form of an ACCORDION. Think of it! No more girlie lullabye carols like "What Child is This?", now you've got "The Jesus Polka"! You could read about this in The Gospel ACCORDION to St. Rodney, "Suddenly a great big bunch of angels appeared...playing and saying: ROLL OUT THE MANGER, we'll have a 'verily" of fun...". With the accordion, no more Ave Maria---the Jewish Catholics would be singing "Oy vey" Maria." On the Midnight Clear, you'd have "angels bending near the earth to touch their SQUEEZEBOX of Gold". Here's a verse from "I Wonder as I Wander": If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing, a star in the sky or an "accordion" or all of God's people of concertinos sing, he surely could have one, 'cause he was the King. And from the beloved classic, "O Holy Nite": the thrill of hope the weary world rejoices, for yonder breaks a new and glorious sound! Fall on your knees! O hear the sweet accordions. O night divine! O night when reeds do blow. O night, divine! O night when I played, my accordion solo". And, maybe instead of naming a church, like St. Mary's or something, there would be more parishes named, "Our Lady of Spain" (sorry if you don't get this one, it's an inside accordion joke). Well, hopefully you get the picture, and hopefully the sound won't spook the animals from their lowly lowing. And it's COLD at this manger tonight. But what sacrifice to bring you these pleasurable musings

Day 22-C&R Xmas Photo Challenge-GOT GAME?

2008-12-21T15:50:00.000-08:00

Here's a shot of a "CHESS-NUT ROASTING BY AN OPEN FIRE!" Even though I'm a ROOK-ie at chess, it's fun to learn the game and try to hold my own with more experienced players. I got this unique glass set at the PAWN shoppe intersection of QUEENS ave and BISHOP street. Merry Christmas to ALL and to all a GOOD KNIGHT!

Day 21-C&R Xmas Photo Challenge-Sing Choir of Angels

2008-12-20T20:44:00.000-08:00

WHERE IN THE CHOIR IS ROD-O?

Day 20-C&R Xmas Photo Challenge- Keeping a breast of the situation

2008-12-19T22:27:00.000-08:00

DECK THE CLAUS WITH BRAS OF HOLLY! Just wanted to keep you abreast of the preparations for Santa's upcoming journey. Hope you have made your list and checked it twice, cause not much time left for this blog cuz it's so late right now, With the underwear theme I'll make this brief (so to speak)! See you in a "cup-ple minutes "walkin' round in women's underwear".

Day 19-C&R Xmas Photo Challenge: SNOWMAN POOP!

2008-12-18T18:55:00.000-08:00

BAD FROSTY! BAD BAD FROSTY!
Frosty the Snowman was a jolly happy soul
with a corncob pipe and a button nose
and two eyes made out of coal.
Frosty the Snowman is a fairy-tale they say
He was made of snow and he had to go
and on my countertop it lay.
There must have been some magic in
the bowl of vanilla fondue
For when he placed it in his mouth
He soon began to poo....
Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Look at Frosty go
Thumpty thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Dropping little hills of snow!

Day 18-C&R Xmas Photo Challenge-I'M DREAMING OF...

2008-12-17T21:12:00.000-08:00

(sing in the style of Bing Crosby)

SWINE dreaming of a White Castle
Just like the ones that make me go....
Where the restrooms glisten, and people listen
to screams of "thar he blows"!........

SWINE dreaming of a White Castle
with every Christmas Card I write
May your sliders be tasty and bright
and may Pepto Bismol get you through the night.

Day 17-C&R Photo Challenge-WEINER WONDERLAND

2008-12-17T04:39:00.000-08:00

EVERYBODY SING: Weiners sizzle, are you listening? Yellow Mustard, it is glistening, a beautiful sight, I'm happy tonight, WALKING IN A WEINER WONDERLAND! Ho. Ho. Ho. Santa's bringing tubesteaks for all good little boys and girls! And not just Santa, did you hear about the Zen Buddist Master who walked into the hot dog restaurant and said to the cook: "MAKE ME ONE....WITH EVERYTHING!" ? Well, for me, I never METT a hot dog I didn't like, so I'm off to enjoy the CINCINNATI SKYLINE and to view the GOLD STAR in the sky over the Manger Steam Table. I'll take THREE (holy number) UP fully dressed on ONE. (See hot dog talk even sounds holy, doesn't it?)

Day 16-C&R Xmas Photo Challenge-MEETING THE DOLLY LLAMA

2008-12-16T07:13:00.000-08:00

So, Sunday Night at CPC's Night in Bethlehem, I met and had this photo taken with DOLLY LLAMA. It was my first close up encounter and she was very gentle and easy to be around--just had to watch where I stepped! Interesting fact: llama dung doesn't smell and it makes great fertilizer. The grass in CPC's courtyard should really be GREAT this summer! So, in practicing spiritual meditation and trying to quiet my mind from the distractions of the holiday season, I experienced peace being with DOLLY LLAMA. I learned that llamas should always keep their distance, if they are too friendly they are dangerous. That llamas generally do not like to be touched. They don't like to be around a lot of people. They are very tough and used for packing, carting, fleece and they are fun just plain having around. They can carry up to 20% or their own weight. (In some ways, I feel a kinship to the llama.) And they have a split lip, which divides their upper lip into two separate lips, three in all, making for a great kisser! Thus, the great Christmas title, "I Saw Llama Kissing Santa Claus". So, here's some straight forward advice (no MONK-eying around this time), when you heat up your "FRIAR" to make some fries or fried chicken), close your eyes, take a deep breath, exhale, and remember the example of DOLLY LLAMA. You'll be better for it!

Day 15-C&R Xmas Photo Challenge

2008-12-15T12:06:00.000-08:00

CONJUGATION OF THE BELLS

DING!

DONG

DING

DUNG

Day 14 C&R Xmas Photo Challenge-Things that begin with "A" for $100.00!

2008-12-14T19:12:00.000-08:00

So, OK! Name two different things in this photograph which begin with the letter "A". And, oh yes, to be fair I should tell you the donkey's name is Angel. This scene is from the manger area of CPC's Night in Bethlehem. It was an amazing success in the eyes of CPC. There were over 600 on Saturday night and over
750 on Sunday. And, minimal repeats! So, who knows what this will translate for the church, but a lot of people enjoyed the artistry and hard work of lots of folks, a great choir and bells and some very good hospitality! It was a very different emphasis but right for the times. In economic crisis, a FREE event, fun for kids and things the adults enjoy as well. After 4 hours yesterday and 3 hours today + morning church, I had to show my talent as a "switch conductor" and do the final hour conducting with my right hand! I'm typing now with an ice pack around the left to reduce the inflammation and tiredness. But I won't have to do arm exercises on Monday! Perhaps, I'll rest by watching a movie, such as the old music "Man of LaMancha" with DONKEY-OTE!!!!!

Day 13 C&R Photo Challenge--SEASON'S BLEAT-INGS!

2008-12-14T10:08:00.000-08:00

Season's BLEAT-INGS to all! And the message of the season is "BAA RAM EWE. BAA RAM EWE, to thine own, self be TRUE!" Or....is the message of the season "FLEECE Navidad"? Or....is it "he knows when ewe've been baaaaa-d or good...? Whatever it is, ewe should try and come tonight to CPC's NIGHT IN BETHLEHEM. Over 600 people "flocked" into our church to see the marketplace and the live animals on Saturday. And we're doing it one more time tonight! Rodney's choir is singing and ringing so a good time will be had by all!

Day 12 C&R Christmas Photo Challenge-OUCH!

2008-12-13T12:34:00.000-08:00

Nice Cap: $35.00
Scarf: $15.00
Prick at Christmas: Priceless!

DAY 11 (C&R Xmas Photo Challenge) JINGLE BALLS!

2008-12-12T19:57:00.001-08:00

JINGLE BALLS! Again, I take NO responsibility for this entry. CHERI made me do this. She asked what I wanted for my birthday, and I said something unique, having NO idea what-so-ever that SHE, being the sweet, innocent, wholesome and pure sweetheart that she is, would purchase these for my truck. Though, I will say they help identify my truck as the MANLY truck that it is. I've had it two years and two years in truck language compared to human language would put it through adolescence into manhood, so this is about right. Some, i.e. Jason, would say the Honda Ridgeline is a feminine truck (or girlie truck) as compared to his "manly" Chevrolet Gas Hog Pricey Avalanche. But, do you see any of these on HIS truck. The answer is NO! So THANK YOU CHERI for putting my manly truck in the Christmas Spirit. And maybe, readers, you'll see me dashing through the snow, in my one horse open sleigh exhibiting the holiday spirit, jingling all the way!

Day 10 C&R Xmas Photo Challenge

2008-12-12T04:47:00.000-08:00

So here's another shot from the Glendale Holiday walk last Saturday. We lucked out that there was our first snow of the season, just enough to give us some pretty photo ops, but not enough to screw up traffic. I think there should be a rule that all snow is required to fall only on the grass and not on sidewalks or streets. Especially in Cincinnati, where people freak out at the first flake. It's different in Colorado or Minneapolis I think. Also in Alaska and Canada. They know how to deal with snow. We do not. So, to help Cincinnati, do NOT sing "I'm dreaming of a White Christmas". Sing: I'm dreaming of a 50 degree Sunny Christmas, so driving will be ok for those who go over the river and through the woods to granny's house. Hook up your one-horse open sleigh to a frame set on Michelins and plan to take a morning jog in your running shorts before eating your figgy pudding and Christmas candy. It will be a better day. And if you need to do winter sports, go to Colorado. They need the business.

DAY 9 (C&R Photo Challenge) CHRISTMAS COOKIES

2008-12-10T21:41:00.000-08:00

"It's the most fattening time of the year....with that pumpkin pie filling and everyone swilling down eggnog and beer...it's the most fattening time of the year...there'll be turkeys for basting and stuffing for tasting and giblets and gravy will flow, there'll be cookies that mom baked and leftover fruit cake from christmases long time ago...(my thanks to Bob Rivers-buy his Twisted Christmas CD'S!)

Day 8 (C&R Xmas Photo Challenge) WHITE ELEPHANT GIFTS

2008-12-10T03:47:00.000-08:00

So, what should you do to a white elephant? (answer: Hold it's trunk until it turns blue). Some folks enjoy exchanging white elephant gifts at Christmas parties. If you took away an elephant's trunk how would it smell? (answer: trunk or no trunk it would still smell pretty bad!) I've never personally appreciated this practice. A gift is pretty important to me. Don't get me wrong. I think you can find a "funny gift" or a "silly gift" as a joke and this may be really great. Who is the most famous blues singing female elephant? (answer: Elephants Gerald). But the idea of wrapping up something you hate or junk or something stupid and giving to someone publically is just very offensive to me and makes me angry. Don't know why, perhaps because my parents took gift giving very seriously and taught me the same. They took lots of time to find the right card or the right gift, maybe even to the point of obsessing over it. I do the same and actually am frustrating myself because I've run out of really good ideas at age 55 and often now resort to the gift card, which is actually a great gift which I enjoy receiving myself as opposed to another "rodney reindeer". My parents really made birthdays and Christmas special. And candidly, even after I left home for college, and they would visit, they would find a way to bring a small package or leave a surprise gift under my pillow. I do miss them and their "gifted-ness" and their gift-giving spirit. What cheers you up when you are sick? (answer: a get wellephant card!). So, funny gifts are great, silly gifts can be fun, gifts which express appreciation or recognition are important and up-building, but gifts which insult, please consider the feelings of the person you may hurt. Why are elephants wrinkled? (answer: have you ever tried to iron one?). Press on!

Day7 (C&R Xmas Photo Challenge) SILENT DISASTER

2008-12-09T04:59:00.001-08:00

So everyone knows the Story of Silent Night. Allegedly the organ was broke and the poor folks in the parish wouldn't have any decent Christmas Music. Leave it to the guitar player to save the day. Franz Gruber took advantage of the situation and wrote perhaps the most beloved Christmas Song ever--Silent Night. I wish I had the royalties on this one! Talk about being in the right place at the right time. I have several thoughts: Organists of the World, FIX YOUR ORGANS! Call the repair person. We simply can't let musical infidels usurp OUR birthright as organists, everyone knows THE ORGAN is the God-Ordained Instrument to lead congregational singing, not the guitar. Guitar isn't even mentioned in scriptures. David didn't play a guitar, he played a HARP that is what the stringed instrument was in Psalm 150. But, "praise him with the PIPE", that is THE ORGAN. The original ROCK INSTRUMENT, one big MASSIVE WALL of SOUND to sonic-fy the MAJESTY of GOD in normal 4/4 time, not a wimpy little girlie carol waltz in 6/8 played in the key of "A" with strumming cause guitar players don't have the guts to play in Bb--THE KEY of preference for this wimpy wonder carol! So pull the caution tape of your consoles, dust off your best arrangements, and let "O Come All You Faithful" ROAR! Let it ROCK--wide open! Nothing with six strings can match it! Congregations will thank you!

Day 6 (C&R Xmas Photo Challenge) ILLUSTRATED CAROLS

2008-12-08T14:12:00.000-08:00

Ah, the Christmas Carol. This photo illustrates one of the more classic carols, one actually not sung a lot any more: "Who is He in Yonder Stall?". Perhaps, with this my photo illustration, there is a rodney reason this carol is not sung much anymore. I was looking for a cover version recording by Perry Commodo, Jose Flushiano, or LaTrin-e Lopez, but alas the old standard by Fanny Crosby will have to do! Oh and don't forget to go green. One ecological sacrifice you could make this week is to use the restroom out (away from home). Think of the toilet tissue and water bills you will save if you use the rr out more! That's it till tomorrow eve.

Day 5 (C&R Xmas Photo Challenge) Music in Church

2008-12-07T18:36:00.000-08:00

CHRISTMAS MUSIC IN CHURCH! Today was a special one for me.
The choir anthem had a cello part and I invited my god-niece Haley to play. It was her first time to ever play in church and our first time to perform together in a "serious" professional way. And, I'm proud to say she did a great job! And, the choir did an amazing job as well. The work was "Of the Father's Love Begotten"--a gregorian chant-like hymn from the 13th century. The text speaks of God as the "Alpha and Omega", the source, the ending he, of the things that are, that have been, and that future years shall see, evermore and evermore! The music is so vocal, rather than rhythmic and instrumental. The musical lines flow continuously and the vocal sonorities demonstrate the point of the text, timeless enjoyment and pleasure. Maybe like our future lives will be, "lost" in timeless pleasure of worshipping God and singing "holy, holy, holy" before the throne.

I told the choir that in the endless measurement of time, one thing we know is our time is now. Our blank page in the eternal history of time is now and whether we acknowledge it or not we are writing our chapter. Who are we and what are we doing now, this moment of this day. For me personally, I've always had a TON of Christmas music performances, accompanying choirs doing major oratorios on the organ, playing trombone in bands and dance orchestras, holiday on ice performances, playing at the Springdale Music Palace, individual Christmas Concert on the Organ, Advent Programs at Silverwood, St Paul and John Wesley, fun programs with my good friends Dawn and Jerry, and so on. I have always been able to find or create wonderful arrangements, and structure the programs to have movement and "tell a story" with great amounts of interesting sound colors, not just "the next number is". I've used jokes, puns and scriptures, to get people to laugh, to cry, to think beyond themselves and to get in touch with their spiritual selves. I will admit since the death of my parents, holidays have been tough for me and it seems I've lost some of the joy. It's interesting this season is a really really flat year for me doing a lot of performing or music leading for Christmas. Music Palace is gone, Father Dellapicca of College of Mt St Joe Chorale passed away, no organ concerts, my church is doing a major production which has limited energy for other music presentations, and I can't even seem to play any accordion gigs. So, I write this to further underscore how much I enjoyed and appreciated today's anthem and opportunity to accompany the choir and join with Haley. And to say I know I must figure out how I am certain for times to come I am not hiding but using any talents I was meant to use and or share with others using the gifts, and styles, and experiences and knowledge I have.

So happy day 5 photo!

DAY 4-Cheri and Rodney's Xmas Photo Shoot!

2008-12-06T14:48:00.000-08:00

FLEAS NAVI-DOG! We want to wish you a Merry Christmas.
Take a "paws" in your schedule. Gather friends round some hot chocolate for Christmas memories and share some tall "tails".
Eat some chocolate candy "bark", just don't "woof" it all down! Hey, here in this photo, MAIZY has temporarily transformed into
mutated SPACE DOG with her evil blue backlit eyes. (Either that or she's had a blue martini and really needs to pee). We were in grandma's car on one of the legs of the 2008 Glendale Holiday Walk. We saw 7 different historic homes today, it was really neat as some of the homes dated back to the late 1800's. It was fascinating to see how they've been cared for and updated. And the tour was informal and relaxing, and Maizy didn't "hound" us a bit!

Rodney Claus is coming to town! (day 3 photo)

2008-12-05T19:14:00.000-08:00

CHERI AND RODNEY'S CHRISTMAS PHOTO CHALLENGE-DAY 3. Making a list. Checking it twice. Gonna find out who's naughty and nice....this entry is beyond my control. A "friend" gave me this little "outfit" as a gift last Christmas and dared me to wear it in public. This is as close as it gets! It's actually pretty comfy and might make a nice pajama suit. The song continues: with little tin horns and rooty toot toots (from drinking too much root beer I guess) and rummy tum tums (ah yes, bacardi and coke!--I played concerts in Puerto Rico and met one of the Bacardi family). Anyway, with it being only 18 degrees in Cincinnati today, it's too cold, I'm going back upstairs to redress and brainstorm tomorrow's photo op!

Hey Baby, It's Cold Outside...Day 2 of the Cheri-Rodney photo challenge!

2008-12-04T19:14:00.000-08:00

So it's day two and I thought I would illustrate the song title ("Hey Baby it's cold outside"--by the way it actually really is!) by looking in the church window for something holiday-ish and warm, and TA-DA, this Christmas Candle with really happy evergreen in the display. I thought of looking like I was a bird smashing into the window, but I didn't want to leave a nose-print, and if I smashed too hard, it might be "pane-ful". I could have really produced a Christmas "tweet", but I decided to just be a Rodney this time. More hard core will just have to wait till later! Happy December 4 Thursday to all!

rodney-cheri x-mas photo experience 2008

2008-12-03T18:04:00.000-08:00

Cheri and I have challenged each other to a daily photo taken with something "christmas" for the next 22 days. It's really gonna be a friendly non-competitive challenge as Cheri's work schedule may prevent her from leaving the mall to get some photos but we'll see! Mine for today is the "harried harpist" playing on one of the harps of gold from "Midnight Clear" carol. You probably didn't know I used to play the harp back in the 80's. Actually, I played in a contemporary (back then) dance venue owned by Sam Frank with a band that covered like Bee Gee's Music.
It was a great gig until someone stole my harp that I accidently forgot to take home one night at the end of the show and it was too expensive to replace. You might say that my harp playing gig ended with the song, "I Left My Harp in Sam Frank's Disco!".
(hee haw hee haw).

TUBA CHRISTMAS WAS TODAY!

2008-11-29T17:35:00.000-08:00

So today was the AMAZING MID-OHIO TUBAFEST! (Do you know what you call people who hang around musicians? Answer: Tubists!) Ha! So I put my little piccolo TUBA in the car and proceeded to the Murphy Theatre in Wilmington and joined about 75 other players in lively performances of classic carols: Hark! the Herald Tubas Sing!, Tubas We Have Heard on High, Joy to the World the Tubas Come, I Came Upon a Midnight Tuba, and Silent Tubas (the favorite of many)! This brings up other questions like: What's the range of a Tuba? Answer: 20 yards if you've got a good arm. What's a tuba for? Answer: 1 1/2 x 3 1/2. How do you fix a broken tuba? Answer: With a "tuba glue". Seriously, if you weren't there, you missed such an amazing life opportunity. Where in the world can you on a daily basis, sit in the presence of so many big amazing instruments playing music people love. The day was......sonorous!

Chef Rodney's Recipe!

2008-11-25T18:37:00.000-08:00

Chef Rodney offers this super easy and foolproof recipe for your Thanksgiving turkey. This is especially excellent for those who have never cooked a turkey before. Unwrap the turkey and stuff the turkey completely full of popcorn! Put in the oven and heat to 350. Wait till the turkey's butt blows off, and TA DA!, the turkey will be done and ready for your thanksgiving feast! You can simply thank me later, or click the comment button to let me know how your turkey was! Enjoy your holiday!

Cincinnati loses a wonderful man...

2008-11-23T18:31:00.000-08:00

I was saddened to read where the Reds Official Scorekeeper for the last 29 years, Glenn Sample passed away on Friday of this week. He was 77. I found this photo from 1993 of the room at Riverfront Stadium where the organ, the public address announcer and the scorer worked, left to right is myself, Jon Braude, Ron Roth and Glenn Sample. To Glenn's right would be Marty and Joe's radio broadcast area. Anybody who was anybody in baseball was in these two rooms during a game, visiting Glenn or Marty and Joe. And, even as the lowly organist, I got to meet everybody who came in the room, and Glenn would be sure to introduce me. Everything you may read positive about Glenn in the next few days (and you won't find anything other than amazing positive remarks) should be amplified or multiplied by at least 100 and then you may begin to understand what a wonderful man Glenn was. Glenn was into sports and coaching all his life, but he was really into people. He loved people. He wanted everyone to succeed. And when they did, he cheered them on, and when they didn't he was there to help them. He was a devout Christian man, and loved the Lord and loved his neighbor. He helped many a young person through his coaching, through his motivational talks, through his cheering from the sidelines and through his one-on-one conversations. He was absolutely fantastic as the Reds Official Scorer, he agonized over close plays and obsessed on being accurate and fair. He wasn't afraid to ask opinions from others, but he always went with his gut and his reason. He was seldom criticized, and even when a player on the losing side of a scoring decision was disappointed or angry, they knew Glenn was right. Players on all teams loved and respected him. And, many would come early to a game for "tours" of the scoring room and stadium. Glenn always came way early to get his work done so he could take a pre-game walk around the stadium usually with an invited guest to talk. I got to go once with him, and what should have been about 15 minutes took 45 as he knew everyone, and everyone knew him. He got more requests for autographs than many Reds players.

So, I played the organ from 1987 to 1999. Glenn was sad to see me go in 1999 when the use of the organ was reduced to only Sunday games and it became more of a burden than a fun activity for me. Glenn told me he liked the style of music I played and we had some great conversations together. We kept in touch, usually a birthday card, and every year a Christmas card. I got to attend one of the motivational talks he presented at John Wesley UMC Church and we had a great reunion. I always had intended to call some day during off season and invite him to lunch and just sit in his presence and enjoy hearing his stories and experience his wisdom and understanding of living. But, that never happened.

To my knowledge Glenn never got the huge salaries or the amazing press or recognition some sports heros receive. But, candidly Glenn didn't need it. Glenn was so very happy all the time, he had a wonderful, loving family, amazing friends, an amazing multi-faceted career, a great attitude, a great love and ability to help others, and a personal 'working' spiritual relationship with his creator, redeemer and friend.

I am a better person for having worked beside Glenn Sample for eleven years, and it was certainly my privilege to do so. I will pray for his family. May his legacy continue to help others succeed beyond their dreams.

Hot Wind!

2008-11-22T18:09:00.000-08:00

So, can you name all the things in this photo full of hot air?
Today, I enjoyed donning my new $9 bargain orange furry hooded coat from Steve and Barry's close-out sale, and underneath, my long underwear to brave the below freezing temps and took my Olympus to Eden Park for Balluminaria 2008! Twelve colorful hot air balloons were inflated along the almost frozen lake amid clowns, caroleers, brass, funnel cakes, hot chocolate and lots of happy people. It was a nice nippy relaxing evening and I got a few pretty good shots which are posted at www.flickr.com/photos/rodney-bar! Other than that, it has been a pretty good relaxing weekend for a change. Ooh, and following the balluminaria, I indulged in an Elvis Velveeta Burger and steak fries. YES! Good thing I don't have to get my cholesterol checked this upcoming week. Lots of other stuff happening, but nothing I should write about yet! Keep checking!

Happy Tummy

2008-11-14T12:36:00.000-08:00

This little person seemed really happy sitting there with his tummy out, so I'd thought I'd give it a try. Actually, it didn't do much for me at all. What did make me smile, was running into my retired personal physician at a memorial service today. Dr. R. cared for me during my 305 pound health crisis in the 80's. Under his guidance and care I was able to lose the 100 pounds and get my blood pressure and most of my poor eating habits under control. He's been retired now for about 12 years, and this is the first time I've seen him since then. He didn't recognize me, and when I re-introduced myself, he looked for a minute and then said, "My God, Rodney Barbour, you look great and you've kept the weight off! You are the only patient I ever had who did what I told them to do!" So, I was very pleased to hear his high opinion about my efforts. And, I didn't tell him a thing about the entire box of Graeter's Tea Cookies I nervous-ate following choir last evening. It's my intention to be polite and kind to retired people. Let him think what he thinks and feel good about his accomplishments, especially if he views me as one of them! And besides, I had one cup of green tea with the cookies and I'm sure I've read that green tea has some major health benefit of some kind. And, and: this was also a cross-cultural experience (native American Indian) as in the middle of the night, I had to get up so I could have a little "tea-pee". Today is a lovely gray day in the neighborhood, a lovely day to be neighbors, won't you be mine?

The HURRICANE Concert: the FINAL word!

2008-11-12T19:13:00.000-08:00

So even though I'm sure my readers are tired of my Hurricane, WVA adventure, here is yet a photo from another angle to let you see the magnitude of this instrument. I'm still trying to process being "in the moment" and thinking about what I experienced last Sunday. The thrill of the instrument, the joy of the performance, the gymnastics of manipulating the console, the great audience and their fantastic enthusiasm and engagement with the music, the sound and even the jokes, and the support of friends from my high school, from Marshall U, from my first church I served, other friends from WVa and even 5 families who drove from my current church in West Chester, Ohio to hear the organ and support me. Not meaning to be self-serving, some of the comments I have received include: (you) featured the most sounds of anyone who has ever played the organ. This is a real compliment as only about 10 of the top organists in the country have so far been invited to play public concerts on this instrument. A member of the clergy at the church wrote on Monday: we have received by far the most positive comments from our people than any other concert we've presented. I think maybe because I try to focus on the organ and the music and not myself and I always try to involve the audience in my programs through singing or jokes or helping them understand what they are hearing and seeing. I try to connect the story of the organ, the story of the music, to their stories. So the event was quite successful, despite me being a novice at this particular instrument. I told someone on Monday the issue of becoming familiar enough with an instrument like this to comfortably play it is a big issue---an issue which simply takes time. And this really can't happen in a couple of hours or even days. It takes a while for the motor memory to kick in, at least for me.

So, I come back to Cincinnati very happy, very intrigued, and very unsettled. Happy because I enjoyed the weekend and evidently many others did as well. I greatly appreciated the audience and support as noted above. Intrigued, because I haven't even touched the surface on what is possible on this instrument and I hope I will have other chances to play it, maybe even record on it. Unsettled, because I wish I could finish my life playing full time. It's what I do best I think. And don't misunderstand. There are SO MANY others who play better than I. But I think my niche is the combination of my programming of music the audiences will enjoy, my "patter", my appreciation and involvement of the audience and my ability and willingness to combine the orchestral sounds from MIDI with the traditional sounds of the pipe organ to create a new
sound which audiences enjoy and relate to and worship to (I played for the services at FBUMC in the morning in addition to the concert. The congregation really sounded amazing singing the traditional hymn "Praise to the Lord, the Almighty". I greatly varied the sound on each stanza to amplify the text. The modulation up the last verse just lifted the spirit of the singing, and the phrase "let all that is within me adore Him" was simply amazing! Singing Methodists have never sounded better!)

To close this, I wasn't going to write any of this but Cheri has asked for three days, "where's your blog, where's your blog"?
And I can't let my Cheri down! Though I almost did when I pulled the chair out when she was sitting down at the Gold Star two weeks ago. She took that better than I thought she would! And, also today a friend from Canada wrote: Keep up the blogging for all those people out there that need a lift and a laugh...who else but Rodney would photograph bird dirt...and loves ice cream like he does? Good point. Very perceptive. And, I simply can't let my audience down!

Shamu!

Simply Amazing!

2008-11-07T20:03:00.000-08:00

Well,here I sit-the world's largest digital organ. Today, I was on the bench from 10am until 5:30pm when my eyes starting crossing from looking at the set-up screens. And, I'm only three-quarters of the way through setting Sunday's one and one-half hour program. There are so many choices and ways to do the same thing. The pieces must be played with the same basic sounds as on a smaller instrument, except you have every possible nuance to choose from. And, the ultimate decision is simply your personal taste, within reason there is no right or wrong. It's like having the box of 8 crayons or the box of 124. Finally, tonight at 5:30 I just had to let it go, and I went and relaxed at Cheron's with a bowl of baked spaghetti! Tomorrow, another few hours, then hopefully I'll remember where I stored everything I'll want to recall for the program! Getting to play an instrument like this is a real thrill and privilege which just doesn't happen in most cities on most days. You should come and hear it....

"Dandy-lines"!

2008-11-01T19:55:00.001-07:00

After yesterday's absolutely PERFECT day and 4 hour walk at the Cincinnati Nature Center, I remembered today I have not visited Glenwood Gardens since Cheri and I were 'almost done in' by falling limbs during the "great hurricane" of -08! So it was supposed to be a nice day, and it kinda was, so I thought maybe there would be a few good shots, and I went. And.....there really was nothing spectacular, but I did the walk anyway and enjoyed the simple exercise to get outside on this unusually beautiful November weekend. I almost had completed the course when I just happened to look down and right beside the pavement was a little dandelion still blooming. I mean, in this incredible garden with all kinds of amazing planned floral displays, displays now lying in autumn death and decay, here---a little dandelion was growing by the path. It was the only one I saw today in the gardens. And, with all the other flowers pretty much withered and gone, here's this one little beauty in all her glory. So I stopped to look, and enjoy and ponder my new little friend.

I wondered why it grew in such a horrible spot? By the pavement, easy to get trampled, overlooked, no other flowers around. I thought: was "little beauty" PRE-DESTINED to be at this spot and if so, was I pre-destined to see it? I wondered if it was simply there from a bird dropping or a bee excretion or some other means, wind, whatever. I wondered if it was "lonely" or if it was a late bloomer by design? I wondered how I would feel being "the only one"? I thought about being rooted in one ugly place and not being able to move around. Having to live my life hoping some one would notice me and stop to pay tribute and recognize my beauty, beauty which might not be so apparent when the others were in their glory, but beauty which now is so obvious among the fall floral finish of season? I thought bible thoughts, "for everything there is a season", "blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth", "whoever would be great among you, he would be a servant". Even "Jesus wept", as many a gardener weeps when dandelions overtake the yard. And then, I thought as I prepared to say goodbye, would I ever see this dandelion again? Would she be mowed, or wither away, or be lost to the frost? Or maybe a dog would come by and sniff her and pee on her. Or maybe some little kid innocently pick her and present to his or her mother as a gift? That would be special if it happened after the dog pee-d on it!!! What would the destiny of my new friend be?

So I left, and will never know the answers to my questions. But the walk was good, the time was reflective, McDonalds was consistent, and I'm going to enjoy today's extra hour of freedom.

Tears are flowing!

2008-11-01T18:49:00.000-07:00

Tears are flowing. Spring, Summer and Autumn are now history. Soft Serve Ice Creme, Root Beer, Barbecue Platters w/slaw, chips, TWO pickles and medium drink for $5.00 and a delightful outdoor atmosphere with community picnic tables is all closed, locked down and gone for 2008. You think I'm being silly, but it's a real loss to me. Requiescat in Pace, Dominos Nabisco Cookie Factorum! Winter well, my goodie shoppe friends. Only 5 long grey, dizmal, cold, dark depressing irritating months until April 1, 2009!

This is So Wrong!

2008-10-27T18:53:00.000-07:00

Look at this bowl! Are you as horrified as I? One must NEVER NEVER NEVER mix pastas! Penne and Spaghetti together in the same bowl? It's scandalous! Undignified! Totally unacceptable!
The Italians created the different noodles to have different surfaces to hold, caress and respond to the tomato sauce differently.
That's why Spaghetti (and one should always use #9 noodles) is so magnificent, and why pennes and rotinis taste different. And why mostaciollis and rigatonis and fettucinis and linguinis each have their own following! I suppose one thinks they could get away with this in at a church dinner where some people are more likely to practice forgiveness, but bottom line is everyone deserves a pure and holy, a sanctified, consecrated pasta which can stand on it's own. Once, I received a dish where the kitchen had mixed fettucinis and angel hair. I almost took a bite, but PTL I noticed. So it's a day later and I'm ok now! Ready for a dish of cold spaghetti!

Lessons from a Train

2008-10-27T05:00:00.000-07:00

On Saturday, the Donovans, Cheri and Rodney took the leaf train from Huntington to Hinton, WVA for the purpose and pleasure of photographing the leaves of 2008! We affirmed these
life lessons on our trip! 1. Every weekend of the year will be beautiful sunny and dry unless we plan a vacation trip on a weekend. So, if you want to plan an outdoor activity and want good weather, then call me and find out when I've planned a trip, and you choose any other weekend. I think this is the only weekend it has rained this year? 2. If I book a hotel on a weekend, then there will be a party group stay at that hotel. So if you want to sleep, choose a different hotel from that which I've booked. NEVER choose the Super 8 hotel on 16th Street in Huntington. Sound proofing is non-existent and management is powerless to control their guests. NO sleep whatsoever! 3. There are powerlines which follow railroad tracks on BOTH sides, preventing taking photos of leaves unless you want a power line running through the middle of your photo. 4. 2008 is a bad leaf year. I think the drought, the warm weather with no frosts, and maybe the recent high winds have caused the leaves to fall green. So we saw naked trees and when there was any color it was muted. I only got ONE decent leaf photo in Hinton. 5. Trains have understandably been replaced by planes. This trip was four hours down and four hours back. I am not a patient person (maybe this could be a separate blog topic). We could have been in Europe or Hawaii. 6. There was really good Ice Cream in the Four Corners Drugstore in Hinton. I grew up with a Soda Fountain in the Drugstore. That's where I got my Ice Cream, Orange Crackers, Sodas, Candy and Comic Books as a kid. I hold fond memories. We need to return to Decent Drugstores with Soda Fountains and get rid of all our current merchandising Drug Stores. 7. Prime Rib served on a train is NOT like Prime Rib at Prime and Wine, or Alexander's in Rookwood, or even O'Charley's. Can you say, "Banquet Frozen Dinners"? 8. All in all, it was a good B+ adventure AND Cheri and Rodney didn't have to work! YEA!

The Phant-HAM returns in 2008

2008-10-26T18:26:00.000-07:00

He's back! Tonight at Crestview Presbyterian Church, the Phan-Ham of the Slopera returned just in time for the haunting season. There was a congregation meeting and a need for some entertainment, so I guess my price of "free" spoke to the organizers. The program was designed not as ANYTHING closely related to being serious, but just a short fun time to show folks some traditions of music I could duplicate. So we hear Bach's Toccata in D Minor (related to Luther's CREDO in honor of Reformation Sunday), some music from the Ballpark (In the Beginning), some Oktoberfest Music on the organ's MIDI Accordion (Gospel Accordion to....), a short silent movie accompaniment and a couple of Patriotic Tunes in honor of Veteran's Day. A good time was had by all, especially since the concert was proceeded by Spaghetti, Lasagna, and IceCream.

Hey! If you want to see a recreation of the "Phant-HAM" which I did last year, go to YOU-Tube and check out "Bigbadorganguy".
Oncce you get to my spot, then search for or click on "The Phant-Ham of the Slop-era" and you'll enjoy one "swine" video moment!

...birds sing for some people...

2008-10-26T18:13:00.001-07:00

So, I just washed my truck, I get on I-275 to drive to church and PLOP on my windshield. Damn that bird. But it got me thinking. I wondered if that bird watched me wash my truck and thot "I'm gonna mess with this guy"? I wonder if he followed my from the car wash to the interstate and timed his white bombing raid? I wonder if he was a relative of the bird who flew too close to the front on my truck on the way to WVA and got creamed and he was getting revenge? I wonder if the bird was a he or a she?
I wonder if only guy birds crap all over the place and girl birds are more discreet? Then, I thought of how freeing the whole elimination process is for birds. I mean how would it be if when you have to do number 2 you just do it and not have to think about it? Or be embarrassed by it? Last week at the organ seminar, the restroom was in the same room as the class, and even though I knew several people really had to go No 1, NO one was going to go because they knew EVERYONE would KNOW they were going to the restroom. If you are a bird, just let it rip. Of course, they can then fly away from it, I guess we humans would still be on earth living in it, so we must be more discreet. Well, enough of this crap! I've got to go wash my windshield. I will say I'll bet I was the only person in Cincinnati on Sunday evening taking a photo of bird poo on my windshield. I have way too much time for thinking and contemplation!

the things one sees...

2008-10-26T18:05:00.000-07:00

I happened to notice this church sign on one of the streets in Huntington, WV. I guess instead of "fruits of the spirit" the sermon topic was "fruits of the loom". One good thing for this congregation, at least it was a "brief" service. If I was the organist, for the offertory I would have programmed "Air for the G-String" by J.S. Bach.

isaiah 55:2 b KJV

2008-10-23T19:14:00.001-07:00

Scary isn' it? This is what I look like after choir, or a meeting which I don't like. I'm totally hyper, totally out of control, can't get comfortable, and eat anything which is in sight. which is why I don't keep much in the house other than breakfast foods. I have no control, and I come home and I just have to do something, the logical thing is eat, in large quantities until I burn off the nervous energy, then I crash.

I would give ANYTHING right now for a bowl of my mother's cold spaghetti with number 9 noodles and hamburger sauce! That's right--- COLD! I loved sneaking in the kitchen at home about 10 o'clock and grabbing that left over bowl out of the fridge and devouring those cold noodles one by one as the meat clung to them with the cold grease bonding! Or cold hamburger gravy over a piece of white bread. Or cold pizza, that's a standard for anyone. Or a creamed corn sandwiche, two slices of good old AMERICAN WHITE BREAD, none of this sissy whole-grained crap, and slap that creamed corn right on there!

I used to, when I wuz a young'un eat sticks of butter dipped in sugar, but I can't do that anymore. Tonight, since I can't find
anything, and I have no relaxants, and I have to simply to/eat something I'm going for the old stand by, a bottle of Heinz Ketchup and Crackers, except I'm out of RITZ and I'm having to use Zesta saltines, and it's just not right! But I don't want to go to the store.

I'll regret it later, but I'll more regret I didn't have the cold spaghetti and I'll never have my mom's again. I need to join a hyper-holics anonymous group to deal with this feelings. Or maybe I simply need to chill. Ooooooo, cold chili sounds good, especially if I could dip it with a townhouse cracker. Those go better with cold chili, the Ritz go better with ketchup. It has to
be Heinz. Hunt's is ok with burgers, brooks for seafood, Heinz is saltier and perfect to compliment the amount of salt on a Ritz cracker.

Oh, you ask why Isaiah 55:2 KJV. It's my favorite scripture quote:

...eat ye that which is good, and let your soul delight itself in fatness.

I've always loved Isaiah. He understands nervous eating. He's my kind of prophet.
I'm heading for the diet Root Beer now.

This blog is over!

oKtObEr FeSt At OtTeRbEiN

2008-10-20T19:29:00.000-07:00

Tonight was a Dawn and Rodney evening at Otterbein Retirement Center in Lebanon, Ohio. We were invited to entertain the folks of Otterbein, our 2nd appearance there. We sang, played, joked and led the folks in a sing-a-long with great songs from the 40s and 50s. Also, we included a tribute to Veterans Day, and then a section of Oktoberfest Music featuring the AMAZING RODNEY on the Accordion. Dawn does such a great job singing and conveying the emotion of the texts to the people, and I love playing this style and the "snappy" accompaniments. Accompanying is actually my favorite thing to do, kind of a "hidden art". But when someone does it well, it's amazing. I'd like to think I'm one of those amazing accompanists. History will tell I guess.

Anyway, we had a great time working together as always, and enjoyed seeing folks from my past churches, St. Paul UMC and Forest Chapel UMC (where I did Disciple Bible Studies), its always good to renew past acquaintances! And following the jaunt to the Red Robin was quite wine-y and quite yummy! Today was a nice day, all in all. Hope I can sleep better tonight!

Pizza and Pipes on my day off!

2008-10-18T19:30:00.000-07:00

Actually, there are no days off this week! As noted in e-manuals.blogspot.com I flew to Atlanta (on AirTran for $240 instead of Delta for $900 +). Pre-flite activities included greatly enjoying the cheese pizza in the Dayton Airport. Then, the flite was a "pizza-ful" one (works better as audio pun). I've never worked for the Atlanta dealer before, and enjoyed meeting Jeff and working in his great showroom. Bottom line, all the participants were great and I enjoyed helping them with a new vision for the organ in worship leadership. The flight back was nice, but I'm really zonked out from the travel and the intense outpour of energy setting the organ for 4-5 hours and teaching.
And, my work has just begun, for on the 'Sabbath', I will be teaching during the sermon time in two services and leading the music, then in the afternoon another workshop at Crestview for Cincinnati organists, then on Monday night I'll be performing on piano and accordion with my friend Dawn Donovan at Otterbein Retirement Center in Lebanon, Ohio, lots of music from 40's and 50's, plus some Oktoberfest "leftovers". I'm thrilled to get to do all of these things, but I wish I could figure out how to space them out over a time period. Trying to manage a full-time job and all this on the side, is more difficult the older I get. I will admit I'm finding my "recovery" time is not as quick as it used to me. And, my exercise regimen has to be included as well. AND, I don't seem to ever have any time for simple relaxation or fun with friends. For now, I guess it's good to be wanted for the concerts and workshops. And I hope any friends will understand and remember who I am.

classic car butts! (or when cars were CARS!)

2008-10-11T16:58:00.001-07:00

Yes, one blessing of being 55 was I was alive when cars were really CARS! When there were distinct differences and when men lived for September when the new styles were unveiled each year and we drooled over the possibilities of what we may drive and who we may drive with! Tonight, I enjoyed capping off a fairly decent day by going to the Classic Drive-In Car show at our Frisches. I was amazed that there were maybe 300+ cars there-not so many old timers (like Model A and T's) but lots from the 50's and 60"s. After viewing them, I have to say my opinions are still confirmed, there was and will never be anything so perfect, so All-American-Car than the 55,56,57 Chevys. I photo-ed their "butts" so my younger friends could see the identifying factor. Now, I've never preferred the Ford stylings, though throughout their history they've hit with a couple of models which were ok, and Chrysler, well I'm not sure they have anything like the chevy's mentioned above. And, I'll also include some of the 60's Nova models, Camaros, and Chevelle Malibu's in my list. I really believe Chevy was it! So what has happened to Chevy. Perhaps the yogi's mantra of "all meetings end in separation, all buildings end in ruin" is true. Everything has a life cycle from birth to death. Because, I'm sorry, but I think Chevy is pretty dead now. Just heard this morning, GM is talking with Chrysler about a merger. That will be special. Can't wait to see what boring models they put out.

Anyway, I've always loved and adored cars. My car ownership history includes: 69 Dodge Charger, 71 Plymouth Sebring, 73 Plymouth Gran Fury, 75 Mercury Cougar, 77 Dodge Monoco, 80 Pontica Phoenix, 83 Olds Ciera, 86 Plymouth Sundance, 88 Ford Thunderbird, 90 Chevy Astro Van, 95 Jeep Grand Cherokee, 00 Jeep Grand Cherokee, 06 Honda Ridgeline Truck. I have to say my favorites among all were the 69 Dodge Charger and the 95 Jeep Grand Cherokee (in black). I'm thinking it's sad that given my 5-6 year recent car ownership length patterns and the economy and gas and the longevity of cars, I may own only about 4 or 5 more in my life. And they will probably be econo-boxes purchased with gas mileage foremost in mind. But hey, most cars today that I can afford are kinda all the same, and boring, though probably reliable and long lasting. And, I can still oogle the good stuff. And maybe someday I'll strike oil in my backyard and buy a Dodge Viper or something interesting!

I'm sleepy----time to "re-tire".

a musical-financial reflection

2008-10-10T17:34:00.001-07:00

I tend to avoid monitoring the news or reading papers as a way to control my blood pressure. I am aware of how many are affected by the current happenings with the financial institutions of this country. But, what a surprise today when I opened my statement from my retirement accounts. I'll simply say I'm numb and don't know how to respond other than to write these lyrics sung to the tune of "Autumn Leaves".

The falling bills (piano descending thirds here) drift from my 401k
The falling bills...I used to own.
I see their faces, the Presidents of old,
Their worn ink, I used to hold.

Since you went away, the days grow long
And soon I'll hear, that you're all gone.
And I'll pitch my tent down by the Ohio R
And sing a hobo song.

Instrumental: (on harmonica unless I have to sell it to get funds)

Outro:

And I'll pitch my tent down by the Ohio R
And eat cans of beans all day long.

(come visit me...even though I'll be out of my mind, I'll maybe still recognize you...)

Now Open in Cincinnati--FATBURGER!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-10-08T19:06:00.000-07:00

I'm so excited. Our new FATBURGER is open! We now have two of the best PREMIUM NATIONAL BURGER CHAINS in our fine city!
The first, open now a couple of years is CULVER'S--a midwestern chain featuring the BUTTER BURGER, bun grilled in the finest wisconsin butter, and a crispy at the edge patty, fabulous wisconsin cheese all the toppings, plus amazing other dishes such as a halibut or perch deep fried fish sandwich, a pot roast sandwich, cheese curds, crinkle fries (the BEST) and the world's finest FROZEN CUSTARD, always choco or vanilla with a third rotating flavor of the day. It's VERY VERY FINE and simply makes you want to MOO!

Now the FATBURGER is all about a really great simple 1/3 lb hamburger, with 3 condiments, lettuce, tomato, onion, relish or your choice of the above. The KINGBURGER is the same but 1/2 lb, and the BABYFAT is a mini-version of the FATBURGER. You can get FAT FRIES (which are steak fries that provide more surface for ketchup storage). They have a few other sandwiches including a really good Bacon and Egg sandwiche, and you can top with off with a better than average shake! MMMMMmmmmm!. My friend the DUNNS took me out this evening to celebrate my birthday and our friendship, and the Wilcoxons and Willisons joined us. It was everyone's first time except for me, so following the feast, everyone agreed with my recommendation that this is ONE FINE BURGER PLACE! So now all the FATBURGER VIRGINS are true FATFRIENDS, especially after all these burgers, along with fries and shakes.

I will say I hope someday we also get an IN-AND-OUT-BURGER and then Cincinnati's Burger TRINITY will be complete. And I think it should be in Western Hills, about 20 miles from the FATBURGER. CULVERS is about 20 Miles north of the FATBURGER, so a person could do a Burger Trilogy Walk from Culvers, to Fatburger, to In-And-Out-Burger in Three days, walking or jogging to each one and not have to worry about weight gain! I will say I do believe that IN-AND-OUT BURGER is the TOP National Level Burger Chain, though I think they are mainly out West. If I ever win a Powerball, perhaps Cheri and Rodney will open the first Ohio one!

A couple of clarifications. While I place FATBURGER in the TOP THREE NATIONAL BURGER CHAINS, I want to quickly say if I have to pick one Burger Chain to exist as the only burger chain on earth, while these three are definitely tops, I would still have to pick McDonalds. It's my kinda place, there's just something about two cheeseburgers, fries and a coke. And their particular taste. ON September 27, 1969 at 1:00pm the very second I got my Drivers License and my freedom, the very first thing I did was drive SOLO to McDonalds and get two cheeseburgers, fries and a coke (and gas was 59 cents a gallon--O MY GOD I'm starting to write like an old person, telling things from years ago-damn!). And the neat thing, sounds kinda stupid, but it's a rodney thing which is very meaningful to me, is when you are done with the fries, there's always another fry or two in the bottom of the bag. It's like a little gift, a little surprise, a little bit of McGrace offered to you by your loving creator and your loving mcserver. Also, it's not a national chain, but I should say perhaps still for my taste, the best hamburger in Cincinnati
at a local individual restaurant is by far the Crooked Nail Pub in Westchester. That thick juicy patty, with the Swiss Cheese option and the really fresh lettuce, tomato and onion, topped with a little mustard is simply PERFECTION ON A BUN!

A disclaimer. One of my FATFRIENDS casually mentioned that the FATBURGER reminded him of Rally's. OH, PLEASE SPARE ME. This friend must have been in the sun, or been marooned in solitude too long or something! Rally's is a decent B Grade Chain, burgers most decent, but usually too salty, and very inconsistent, not only store to store, but inconsistent even at multiple visits in the same store. Most times they are thrown together, thrown in the sack, and thrown out the drive-through at you, by folks who simply need the job, folks who don't experience the true joy of sharing burgers and helping the burgers to find happy homes in happy tummies!

LONG LIVE THE OAKLEY FATBURGER!!!!!!!!!!!

Another Saturday, another concert!

2008-10-04T12:55:00.000-07:00

So I hurried back from the UC-Marshall Game in Huntington to play a concert on Dave Howard's Mighty Wurlitzer Replica by Allen for a Cut-Glass-Collectors Convention! I've never played for a Cut-Glass Collectors Convention before. They asked me if I collected anything, and I said "no, but my uncle collected antique timepieces". This really peaked their interest. I went on that when he passed away, they had a terrible time "winding up the estate". Well, actually everything went downhill from that point as far as the jokes and puns. But the music was varied and lively From German music for Oktoberfest, to silent movie and phantom favorites, to some 40's, 50's, to some hymns and then music from Beethoven's 9th to close. I did mention about the glass blower who accidently inhaled and got a "pane" in his side! I decided to play more than speak, the decision dictated by their groans and "boo-hisses". I'm really tired. Maybe a weekend off next weekend so I can rest up for Atlanta trip!

Play Day

2008-10-04T07:27:00.000-07:00

Nothing profound or serious here. Just a day to play. A leisurely drive to WVA on the first week of leaf season. They are not quite "ripe" yet. A lovely bowl of potato cheese soup with Cheri at Cheddars. Doing the chicken dance on the street stopping traffic, Cheri was so pleased to be doing this for the photo op. A stuffed Eeyore whose ears wiggle when it sings one of two songs (Cheri thinks I'm an "ass") and some Jellie Bellies for my birthday and a delightful apple spice birthday cake.
Photos in our Marco Hats much to Cheri's dismay. Viewing and capturing the "last roses of summer" at Huntington's beautiful Ritter Park Rose Garden, tailgating and hot dog eating at the Marshall Stadium. Being text-tormented by friends during the game, obviously they were drinking since they were making poor assessments and judgments on the quality of play by their team. Ending the day with a game defeat but with memories of a great time together. Carpe diem.

2008-09-29T19:33:00.000-07:00

Today upon return from several very full working days in Iowa I decide to take a jog. It was clouding over so I went up to the cemetery which has great roads which not many cars drive on unless there is a funeral. It's almost like a personal "track', five times around is one mile!

I just turned 55. Why, today for the first time do I have 5 buzzards circling around me as I run? Do they know something I don't? So, on the way back to the house, I recall and modify these lines: "On this day so very dreary, while I ponder weak and weary, over many a buzzard circling over me." OK you buzzard butts--I'm not dead yet and I took a shower this morning. I'm still active. I can still play the organ and I make a vital contribution to the community. People enjoyed the concerts---in fact they were "Raven" about them. And, I enjoy making music in these small towns where people enjoy and are appreciative. Some of my major artist friends may think small towns are "Poe-dunk", but I salute the music lovers of small town America.

Enough.

Stay away from me you hungry birds. This "lunch" will be around for a while longer. Quoth the Rodney evermore!

the tour is over!

2008-09-28T18:58:00.000-07:00

Its Sunday nite and I'm back in my Budget Suite! And, I'm tired. Tired of four days of travel, setting up organs at 3 hours each, tired of practicing, tired of being "on" 12 hours a day, tired of fast food, tired of hearing myself talk and play, but all that aside its been a good mini-tour. You can read about all the concerts at www.e-manuals.blogspot.com.

Today was rushed as I had only from the time church was out at 12 noon until 3 to set the organ, and this was the biggest organ and the slowest to set. But everything worked out ok. The audience number was about 100 which was small I thought for this church. I will say one thing about fall climate. I absolutely detest these transitional times in churches because most have cheap minded business managers who are old and have no blood so they don't get hot and refuse to turn on air to help people feel comfortable. I absolutely can't stand not having any air moving. And I was entirely claustrophobic and dying today. Candidly my church is the worst. It's either too hot, too humid or too cold. Perhaps there is some problem in large space temperature control I don't know about. Perhaps a Doctoral Degree and Thesis in Church Temperature Psychology would be a good program for me to undertake.

So, following the concert my hosts took off. I understand that, they've been touring around all week too away from their families except I was disappointed I didn't get to go see the horses. But I did finally get to go to Culver's, simply amazing chocolate frozen custard in a waffle cone! Then a quick visit to Diamond Jo's Casino just to say hello to the Wheel of Fortune
Slot Machine and then back to the Budget Inn to repack and get ready for my 4:00am wake-up call and the flite to Minneapolis where I get to wait 4 hours for the flite to Cincinnati. The joys of traveling! But, the joys of playing concerts, even with all the issues, is still there. I'm grateful I get to do what I do and with all modesty I do this well. Wish it would work full-time again
so I could return to what I enjoy, but the audiences for organ are dropping faster than the slow October flies in Iowa!

Gotta so write the other blog!

This tour is OVER!

Two Eeyores on Day Two in Iowa

2008-09-28T05:31:00.000-07:00

So here's two sighing asses in Iowa reporting on the second day of the grand mini-fall tour. Saturday was another gorgeous weather day. My trek to Ft. Dodge was accompanied by my favorite in-hand McDonalds breakfast and the two guys from CarTalk on public radio. I love listening to these guys, they got me thinking I should have a call in organ show for people who need help with their organs (so to speak). So after 1.5 hours, I arrived in Ft. Dodge made a quick stop at the Kum-and-Go (seriously, that's the name, most unfortunate isn't it--but I'll post a photo on Flickr just to prove it) for a bottle of water and then to the church! It was a beautiful old building, organ pipes dating from 1914 and still sounding great. They were married to a new Rodgers 958 and the sound was glorious. After a 2.5 hour set-up marred by a lot of distractions from an afternoon wedding, my host Jim took me to lunch and then to relax at his house before the evening program. About 125 attended, the rest of the town was probably at the Band Festival, but I showed the ones who chose this venue a great evening of organ music and beyond. A good time was had by all. So, this is how I spent my first day of being 55. It was really different for me being away from any family or friends and not going to "a birthday dinner" or anything with anyone. I was glad Eeyore was waiting in my dressing room. We actually had a good talk about people who attend organ concerts and both of us actually laughed at lot at my candid observations which were all true!

54 and 55-I am confused

2008-09-26T21:30:00.000-07:00

So its 11:33 in Iowa September 26 and 12:33am in Cincinnati September 27. So am I still 54 or actually have I already turned 55? I'm terribly confused, but anyhow in Iowa, it was a nice day. Beautiful weather, the corn is harvested the stalks are being mowed down, the cows are contented, the wind things are turning making energy AND I played the expensive Rodgers and Allen organs for the Northern Iowa Chapter AGO plus other guests. I took a little tour through organ history and played pieces from each of the major organ countries and style periods on the Rodgers. I finished on the Allen Amazing Theatre Organ with some of my arrangements from earlier years when playing at the Springdale Music Palace. I haven't really played theatre organ since 1993

Tomorrow I drive to Ft. Dodge to play the same Rodgers model as tonight, installed in at Methodist Church with 20 ranks of real wind blown pipes. The host told me there was a CULVER'S close by, so it's gonna be a good day!

Two Photos-Related Stories

2008-09-25T20:52:00.000-07:00

For anyone interested, today I flew from Cincinnati to Mason City Iowa. One small jet, one small prop pictured in the top photo. Notice the image or "aura" of Rodney praying over the plane. This is the airport where "music died", the place where the Big Bopper and Richie Valens died traveling for a concert in a DC-3. The second photo above is me and my mom at the Huntington, WVA airport viewing a DC-3. Visiting the airport and watching the planes land was one of my favorite things to do when I was little. The airport was only about 1.5 miles from our house. I knew the schedules, and mom or dad or both would get me in the car and we would be able to get right up at the fence maybe only 100 yards from the plane. I liked to see who was getting on and off, watching the fueling and baggage, pretend I was going somewhere. The greatest thing was when the plane was ready to pull away from the gate it would turn and the air from the propellers would blow us like crazy. It was great! Eastern flew Corvairs, Allegheny flew the DC-3s, and Piedmont flew Corvairs and YS-11s some of the only Japanese planes I'm aware of. So, flying was always an up-close interest of mine. Except, I was always too frightened to actually fly. Especially after the Marshall crash. The whole team was killed returning from a game. It was devastating for the families of those involved and for the community. My dad was a dentist and one of the people called on to help identify bodies. His best friend Dr. Glenn Preston was on that plane. It was one, maybe the only time, I ever saw my dad totally devasted, totally out of control. We never talked about it actually as a family. Maybe we should have.

Anyway as in other things in my life, I finally decided I need to conquer the fear, so I took a job which required me to fly.
After about the first year, I'm ok with it! And, I know when it's my time, I trust the Lord to take me whether in a plane or wherever I will be when it's time. I do admit, though, when faced with a prop, I always think twice. If it's like tonight, beautiful clear weather, wind at 7 mph, warm, it's a fabulous experience. These planes are the pride of the fleet. I love the noises, the trimming of the props, reminds me of my childhood at the Huntington airport. When its, bad weather, cloudy, cold, snowy, icy, then probably I'll stay home.

So, Iowa here I am. I hope your amazing organs are ready to be played. Oh and P.S. God is so good. There is a CULVER'S
FROZEN CUSTARD and ButterBurger Restaurant RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET from this hotel. YES! I'll at least get some walking
exercise. OOOO, and my rental car is a MAZDA 5 Sport. I've never had one before, so I'll have fun driving to Ft. Dodge. Hey, check out www.e-manuals.blogspot.com which is my organ blog for concert details.

my heart bleeds....

2008-09-22T17:17:00.000-07:00

I was reminded by my dear highly respected best in her class and field lawyer friend that events which I have recently described in my blogs have actually (legally) happened during the official summer season as autumn did not begin until 11:45am this morning Monday September 22, 2008. My heart bleeds!

I have to ask my readers (I think there may be only four of you) is it human law or is it the human spirit which truly signifies the beginning of any season? True, for the record 11:45am is the time of note, but can we say this to the leaves who have already lost their lives to the deprivation of water, to cooler temperatures as a result of the sun retreating to warm the southern hemisphere for a season, and the process of photosynthesis slowing with less and less light each day? Can we say to the lakes and streams cooling with their heat rising as morning mist leaving its summer haven to follow the sun that fall did not begin until this morning. It is possible to tell the first bird flock of the season observed two weeks ago while frantically gathering their belongings and relatives before their annual flight to a much better place in the south that fall is not here?

Not wanting to break blog etiquette length, I will refrain from further evidence here, but I say to you my readers, I have offered
simple, truthful, plentiful and convincing facts that autumn has been in progress for several weeks. I beseech you during this
initial respite to take to the outdoors in your shorts and tees, soak up the sun while it can still warm your body, put those boats in the river one last time, run through the sprinkler, enjoy that last cone while the soft serve stand is still open, grill some weenies because autumn is upon us like a thief in the night, robbing us of warmth and light. It temporarily offers its amazing color display but quickly shows its true lack of color with naked branches baring their souls to the cruel harsh extremes of darkness and cold.

The defense rests.

the pool is CLOSED!

2008-09-21T19:42:00.000-07:00

Here are god-daughter Hannah and her Rodney at the terribly sad closing of the pool for summer of 2008. No more outside swimming. I helped grandpaw blow the lines put on the caps, prepare, lift and secure the cover over the fun times of 2008. For me, it's like helping the gravedigger shovel the dirt over the casket.

Actually, this was a weird swimming summer. I actually swam a lot, maybe two to three times a week (in addition to the Mercy pool) and I usually swim for exercise so I do about 40 laps, alternating freestyle, breast and back. Plus some motions. But with my travel schedule and work schedule, and Haley and Hannah growing up and having their own swimming competition schedule and friends, we actually didn't get to swim together like we have in the past for fun. And there were no pool parties at the Donovans this year. And, actually with Dawn and Jim's travel schedule, I never made it in with them either. So, though disappointing and lonely in a way, I still got a lot of pool time in. When its hot and sunny in July, and the water is crystal blue, and a slight warm breeze is blowing, and with the color of all Dawn's plants, its a gorgeous place to be. The water feels so amazing, you can just zip freely down and back. I love the feeling. I learned to swim in this pool at around age 31. I was so fearful of the water as a child for many reasons. But, with Dawn's help, and taking away fear of breathing with a snorkel, and fear of opening my eyes under water with goggles, I quickly mastered the skills to a point where I probably over swim to make up for lost time. I'm gratefully appreciative to the Donovans for their support while I learned and for sharing their pool with me. I am glad to help with the chores as needed, except the closing as you know is tremendously sad for me. Only 9 months till June 2009. Till, then remind me Kim Wilcoxon what is so special about this fall season you are going to help me discover!?! So far, a wind storm and no power for a week! That was special!

meet my live ham sandwiches.........

2008-09-20T19:20:00.001-07:00

So without power I had to do something to lift my spirits. AH HA! The Preble County Pork Festival!!!!! So as you can see from these photos, I made new friends; we played games including "what's my loin"; we heard great music-an accapella vocal group singing Kenny Rogers no. 1 hit: "You picked a swine time to leave me, you squeal"; and I was amazed at the number of folks attending this gatherin, I never "sau-sage" a large group at a festival like this!

Actually even with the inconvenience of home power out for 6 days, I've seen/heard an amazing number of artists in the last week, the Celtic Festival Artists and Gaelic Storm last week, Tonic Sol-Fa a spectacular vocal quartet from Minnesota, Bodega-a Scottish Celtic Group with amazing musicians. And, I've run a 5k with Jason, took my first chopper ride, made Cheri stand in the garden and take photos in 80 mph winds, and "camped" in my house with no power, hot water, internet, stereo, tv, ice for a week. So, even with my little hyper donut, beer and jaegermeister evening after a rough day last Thursday, I'm over the worst part and thankful for all my blessings. The power could have been out in the frozen winter or the hottest days of summer, and the Speedway could have been out of glazed Krispy Kremes. TYL!

pick up sticks??????

2008-09-20T19:14:00.000-07:00

Five-Six-Pick up Sticks
Seven-Eight-What do I Hate?
Five-Six-Pick up Sticks

Eight Bags and Counting in 2.5 hours! About eight more to go.
Where are my friends?
I'm an old person.
Friends are supposed to help old people pick up sticks.

Roots

2008-09-17T11:14:00.000-07:00

I Quote:

Isa 10:33 See, the Lord, the LORD Almighty will lop off the boughs with great power. The lofty trees will be felled, the tall ones will be brought low.

Ecc 11:3 Whether a tree falls to the south or to the north, in the place where it falls, there will it lie!

Psa 1:1-3 Happy is the man...his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water, that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither.

(Writer's note: Whoops! I guess a bit more delight and a bit more meditation is called for in my life!)

Shades of Light Last Nite

2008-09-16T12:57:00.000-07:00

In the right light at the right time, everything is extraordinary (a quote from A. Rose).
and
You can't have a light without a dark to stick it in. (Arlo Guthrie)
and
IceCream is a de-light (Rodney)