Back to Grenada

July 10th, 2008

I was transferred from the ship that took me to Grenada every week, but the island kept calling me back.  I finally signed off my ship for a work break and spent a week in St. George.  Getting there was a bit of a struggle.  We started on our flight to Grenada via San Juan and hit turbulence.  We had to turn around and return to Miami.  That didn’t mean we were going to get off that plane any time soon.  What we didn’t know at the time was that there was also some kind of problem with the plane.  We spent what felt like forever circling the airport to use up fuel.  Now that was unnerving.  If we needed to use up fuel, that must mean there was a possibility of a crash landing.  Finally, we landed and without the crash routine.  We were told to come back to the airport the next morning and we would be put on another flight. 

They didn’t know just how persistant a sea person with only a week’s shore leave can be when plans to relax on a beautiful island are delayed.  When I asked why couldn’t I be put on another flight the same day, I was told that all the flights to Grenada went through San Juan.  Give me a break.  I asked if every single flight from everywhere in the world had to go through San Juan to get to Grenada.   The lady admitted that not all flights went through San Juan.  Just theirs. After much persuading and telling the airline personnel that I had to be in Grenada as soon as possible because I had an important meeting to attend, they did the ultimate in sacrifice and put me on a competitor’s flight.  It would take me to Trinidad and they would put me up for the night and feed me.  Then I would fly out of Trinidad at six the next morning.  All right!  Of course, my luggage was going to visit San Juan before meeting me in St. George, but I had my toiletries, clean under wear, my word processor and a book in my carry on bag, so what else did I need for a few days?  And yes, I really did have an important meeting the next day.  I was meeting Susie Sunshine and Betty Beach for a session on relaxation techniques. 

While in Grenada I stayed at a guest house.  Like I said previously, I travel as a visitor rather than a tourist and, therefore, avoid tourist hotels and ex-pat enclaves when in other countries.  I had a tiny cottage of my own with a kitchen.  Heavenly!  A Jamaican friend had taught me years earlier to cook West Indian style and I was eager to have some “home cooking.”  There was a grocery only about half a mile down the hill, so I walked down for supplies every day or so and cooked up a storm.

I was used to Jamaican brown outs when you might lose power for a short while, so thought the same thing might happen in Grenada.  It doesn’t.  They had “water outs.”  I learned to take my shower first thing of a morning and then make sure the tea kettle and a water jug were filled. 

I spent a lot of time just relaxing, cooking and writing but still got out and about the island to enjoy it’s beauty.  I went on a party cruise one night and danced and then danced some more.  Have I told you that I love to dance?  One day my friend, George, drove me around the island on a tour.  Beaches, palm trees and even a rain forest.  Once while riding along, George all of a sudden stopped the car and we got out.  What was this all about?  A nutmeg.  Until then the only nutmeg I had seen was ground nutmeg.  Now we were parked under a nutmeg tree.  The nutmeg is very unique.  It’s actually two spices in one.  The nutmeg has mace wrapped around it in a lacy pattern.  Hey, George.  I still have that nutmeg.

The beauty of Grenada still pulls on my heart strings.  God willing, I will go back some day.

Wiki Wednesday

July 9th, 2008

I just read about Wiki Wednesday on A Book Blogger’s Diary.  You can go there to see the rules which are very simple.  My Wiki Wednesday posting is a long one.  You can read even more at Wikipedia.  Here goes:

WPIG

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

WPIG
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City of license Olean
Broadcast area Olean/Jamestown, NY
Branding The Big Pig 95.7
Slogan Today’s Sizzlin’ Country
Frequency 95.7
First air date 1947 (current format began in 1989)
Format Country music
Power 93,000 Watts
Callsign meaning W PIG
Owner Backyard Broadcasting
Website http://www.wpig.com/

WPIG is an FM radio station located in Olean, New York. Branded as the “Big Pig,” “The Pig” or simply by its frequency and callsigns at times, the station operates at 95.7 MHz on the FM dial.

Contents

 History

The station originally signed on as WHDL-FM in 1947 and in its early years was affiliated, like most upstate New York FMs of the time, with WQXR in New York City. In Nov. 1989, the station switched formats to the rapidly burgeoning country music format and became “WPIG– The Big Pig 95.7, Today’s Sizzlin’ Country,” which is its current motto.

 Programming

Two programs have been on WPIG ever since its launch: the Morning Pigpen, the station’s morning show, and the Country Call-in Café, an all-request lunch hour (although both have changed hosts since their inception). WPIG relies heavily upon local content.

WPIG’s program director is Mark Thompson and the music director is Jesse Garon.

Weekday Schedule

 The Morning Pigpen

The Morning Pigpen is one of WPIG’s oldest programs and currently features Mark Thompson, Casey Hill, weather with Wayne Mahar and newsman Gary Nease. It airs weekdays from 6-9 a.m.

 Bethany

Bethany is the brand new host of the Midday Mayhem show. She previously was a part-time weekend jock since 2001 and served as a fill in during the week as needed. The show airs weekdays from 9am-noon.

 Country Call In Cafe

This all-request lunch hour, airing from noon to 1 p.m., usually plays a mix of parody songs, classic country, and new or upcoming music. Virtually none of the station’s regular playlist is used in this hour, and the station has been known to play everything from Hank Williams, Sr. to Hank Williams III. Comedy songs by artists such as Rodney Carrington and Cledus T. Judd have been prominently featured during the Cafe.

 Smitty

Mike “Smitty” Smith, in addition to hosting the Cafe, also hosts the 1-6 p.m. shift. Requests for more mainstream songs that are requested during the Country Call-in Cafe are usually played during the 1:00 hour as “leftovers,” while classics that they cannot fit into the regular show are postponed and played at the 3:00 hour, also as “leftovers.” In addition, Smith’s son, Ron, frequently makes appearances on the show, and the station is applying to the Guinness Book of World Records to have Ron Smith recognized as the world’s youngest disc jockey.

 Jesse Garon

Jesse Garon hosts from 6 p.m. to midnight.

Features heard on Garon’s Sizzlin’ Country Nights:

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    • 6:10-6:40 PM “Top 6 at 6” Daily countdown, based upon listener requests to the station.
    • 6-9 PM “Spotlight Artist” An artist is featured with several songs throughout the night scattered throughout the playlist. Also during this time period, requests are taken, but in contrast to the Country Call-in Cafe, the songs played during this request period are usually more mainstream hits.
    • 7:15 PM “Sizzle or Fizzle” A brand new song (never played before on the station) is played and callers vote on whether or not they like the song. Results announced at 7:50pm.
    • Wednesdays, 8-9 PM All new and upcoming music

Miscellaneous

 Weekend Programs

Interns and part-time weekend jocks (Nick Purcio [formerly known as morning host “Christopher Neggs”]and Chrissy) fill in during any open timeslots. The station only runs on autopilot on Sunday nights.

 Sports programming

Special Programming

  • On every August 16, Jesse Garon, whose name is borrowed from the name of Elvis Presley‘s twin brother, plays a tribute to Elvis to commemorate the anniversary of his death. The tribute can range from a few songs to a six-hour special; the full six hour special airs every five years, and has thus far aired on the 25th and 30th anniversary of Presley’s death.
  • WPIG airs A WPIG Country Christmas, an automated selection of country-themed Christmas music, throughout Christmas Eve through Christmas Day.

 Audience

WPIG’s 93,000 watts of power allows the station to boom its signal through Erie, Chautauqua, Cattaraugus, Allegany, and Wyoming Counties in New York, as well as McKean and Potter Counties in Pennsylvania.

The station regularly registers by far the top Arbitronratings in the Olean market.

WPIG does not stream its programming on the Internet at this time.

Family Tree

July 8th, 2008

It’s been months since I’ve read anything other than non-fiction.  I haven’t been feeling well lately and called off work this past weekend.  Saturday, no matter how much I struggled with it, I could get nothing more than the basic necessities of life accomplished.  I’ve had this book from the library long enough to renew it online twice, so decided to read a little of it.  This book was so good that I read it in it’s entirety.

It is written by Barbara Delinsky, a prolific author who writes about everyday people facing not-so-everyday challenges.  She takes us into the lives of Dana and Hugh Clarke and the birth of their first child.  Baby Elizabeth is a surprise with African American features.  The book takes us through the subsequent effects of this on their marriage and their families as Dana and Hugh attempt to track down the secrets of their heritage.  As is so often true of life, nothing is quite as it seems.

You can go to Barbara’s website to watch a trailer of Family Tree.  Pick up a copy of this book and expect the unexpected.

Hey, Sue. We Had a Party!

July 7th, 2008

We had an Independence Day party at the clubhouse in the community where I live.  I was one of the last ones to arrive.  I sat down, got situated and looked up to see my friend, Sue sitting across the table from me.  Well, not really, but if you know Sue, you would realize this lady was Sue’s twin.  Janet looks like Sue.  Face, hair, body build, mannerisms, attitude all belong to Sue.  How could I not like Janet from the get go?  There were a lot of ladies there who were dressed to party.  We’re talking makeup, hair, earrings, heels and red, white and blue outfits.  There was Janet in shorts and T shirt that said “Bite Me” and I in my carpi’s, Birk’s and hair with attitude, spiked with red and blue hair goo.  Janet even walks like Sue.  When we got up to go to the buffet table, it was almost like being back in the staff mess.

Pretty soon an old dude called Reno, wearing a  pony tail and baseball cap strolls up onto the stage and proceeds to try to be funny.  Janet and I didn’t actually roll our eyes, but the look was enough.  When he stopped talking and started singing, it was another story.  The man can sing.  Sue Janet had to leave early.  She had a yip at home waiting for her.  (That’s a small dog with a small bark.) I think she would have enjoyed the rest of the party.

When Reno just quit talking and kept singing, we had a great time dancing.  Memories of the crew parties.  During his break, he had some “cone” music on.  Electric Slide.  Hot, Hot, Hot.  I could just see all the passengers dancing around the dining room.  A polka – how did that get in there?  The Chicken Dance.  Fortunately, the old dude came back from his break before the Macarena had a chance to play.  Sue, it’s a good thing you weren’t there.  I wouldn’t have been able to maintain my dignified pose.  It’s too hard to be dignified when you’re snorting with laughter.  Eventually, YMCA hit the scene and I had visions of Ike’s band playing up in the lounge and all the time I spent up there enjoying the music and company of friends. 

Yes, this was an enjoyable party, remininscent of a lot of good times.  I even stayed until the last dance.  That last song, Boogie Woogie Choo Choo Train, is the first song that ever made me want to learn how to line dance.

Honor the Emperor

July 6th, 2008

For the Lord’s sake accept the authority of every human institution, whether of the emperor as supreme, or of governors, as sent by him to punish those who do wrong and to praise those who do right.  For it is God’s will that by doing right you should silence the ignorance of the foolish.  As servants of God, live as free people, yet do not use your freedom as a pretext for evil.  Honor everyone.  Love the family of believers. Fear God.  Honor the emperor.

I Peter 2:13-17

Bags and More Bags

July 5th, 2008

This is still a hot topic.  Sew, Mama, Sew!  put up a tutorial for the classic tote a few days ago.  More people are finding ways to make stylish bags for grocery shopping.  Have you given up the paper or plastic habit?  I’m trying, but find that I need to either add a few more bags or buy fewer groceries.  Every week I seem to come home with a few plastic bags in addition to the cloth ones I carry with me.  I’ve moved past the stage of forgetting to grab my bags as I leave on my errands.  I’ve decided I’m going to have to make some of those bags from plarn to use up some of the plastic ones I’m bringing home.   I keep finding more good patterns for the bags, so I’ll share.  Please feel free to share any you’ve found with us.

crocheted grocery bag

morsbag

Eco Bag  fully lined

grocery tote  sewn

produce bag  crocheted

Enjoyable Exercise

July 4th, 2008

I’ve really been having a major problem getting motivated to exercise regularly.  It’s the getting started that seems to be the problem for me.  Once I get going a few times it starts being more of a fun thing rather than work.  We have a nice little gym down at the clubhouse.  We have a nice pool down at the clubhouse.  This is becoming reminiscent of a song about down on the boardwalk.  Well, I haven’t been able to motivate myself into going down on the boardwalk or down to the clubhouse to exercise.  But I was down at the clubhouse today.  No, not to exercise.  I was down there to party.  And during the party is when I remembered just how much fun exercising can be if you hit on the right kind.

I love to dance.  I’ve spent a large part of my life dancing.  My dancing has spanned decades and styles.  It began with ballet, tap and acrobatic dance, proceeded to jitterbug, swing, the twist, mashed potato, the jerk, waltz, ballroom, then on to disco, reggae and socca.  I’ve danced my way from childhood through my adult years.  I’ve danced my way from small town mid-America to the Florida sun coast; from the northeast and up the Saint Lawrence seaway to Montreal; from Bermuda to the Bahamas; from Mexico to Helsinki; across the Atlantic and all around the Caribbean.  Did I tell you that I love to dance?

I learned to dance disco and reggae style in Cozumel, Mexico at Neptuno’s.  Ship crewmen danced at Neptuno’s until a fire put the club out of commission.  Then we found this little local disco called Scaramouch which turned into our hangout.  While Neptuno was busy rebuilding, Scaramouch was busy expanding to accommodate all of us.  Eventually they started opening up earlier than regular time for us and stayed open until we were too tired to dance anymore or had to hurry back to the ship before shore leave expired.  Since that was an overnight port for us, we danced anywhere from seven to ten hours.  Did I tell you that I love to dance?

I got hooked on reggae when I first started working on ships  in 1985.  I was able to find reggae anyplace I went.  All over my area of Florida, Vegas, a Yellowman concert in Charleston, an Eek a Mouse concert in Boston, a Third World concert in Norfolk, a reggae place in Helsinki.  I couldn’t get over how many Jamaicans moved from the warm Caribbean to Finland.  Did I tell you I love to dance?

How ironic.  Consumer Man doesn’t love to dance.  We’ve danced only one time in the fifteen years we’ve known each other.  That one time wasn’t one night out dancing.  That was exactly one dance.  I wonder if he even knows that I love to dance.

It took a party today to remind me and to have my light bulb moment.  I don’t have to go anywhere to exercise and I’m not stuck with calisthenics, Denise Austin, Hanoi Jane or Richard Simmons as my exercise partner.  All I need is music and me.  I have plenty of both.  I have hundreds of cassettes and CD’s.  I need to audition all of these and downsize a bit.  I might as well get started now.  I’m going to have fun and the exercise will just be a nice benefit.  I did learn one thing today.  Birks are great for walking, but not so good for dancing.  I had to kick off those babies and get barefoot so I could get into the moves.  I may not be crazy about exercise, but did I tell you that I love to dance?

The How, What & Why

July 4th, 2008

Have you ever read the Declaration of Independence?  Do you really know what it says?  Please take time out from your busy day today to find out just what you are celebrating and just how far the three branches of our government have diverged from the beginnings of our country’s beginnings and the freedoms we were granted.

You can read more about the Declaration and it’s signers here.   This site gives you Thomas Jefferson’s account of the Declaration. Also, you can read the history of how we’ve celebrated our freedom here in the United States over the years.

Happy Independence Day!

We Have Declared!

July 4th, 2008

IN CONGRESS, JULY 4, 1776

The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of America

When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, — That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security. — Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.

He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.

He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.

He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.

He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their Public Records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures.

He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people.

He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected, whereby the Legislative Powers, incapable of Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within.

He has endeavoured to prevent the population of these States; for that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands.

He has obstructed the Administration of Justice by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary Powers.

He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries.

He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people and eat out their substance.

He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without the Consent of our legislatures.

He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil Power.

He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his Assent to their Acts of pretended Legislation:

For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us:

For protecting them, by a mock Trial from punishment for any Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States:

For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world:

For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent:

For depriving us in many cases, of the benefit of Trial by Jury:

For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offences:

For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies

For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments:

For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever.

He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us.

He has plundered our seas, ravaged our coasts, burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people.

He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation, and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty & Perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.

He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of their friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands.

He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian Savages whose known rule of warfare, is an undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions.

In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A Prince, whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.

Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our British brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace Friends.

We, therefore, the Representatives of the united States of America, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these united Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free and Independent States, that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do. — And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor.

John Hancock

New Hampshire:
Josiah Bartlett, William Whipple, Matthew Thornton

Massachusetts:
John Hancock, Samuel Adams, John Adams, Robert Treat Paine, Elbridge Gerry

Rhode Island:
Stephen Hopkins, William Ellery

Connecticut:
Roger Sherman, Samuel Huntington, William Williams, Oliver Wolcott

New York:
William Floyd, Philip Livingston, Francis Lewis, Lewis Morris

New Jersey:
Richard Stockton, John Witherspoon, Francis Hopkinson, John Hart, Abraham Clark

Pennsylvania:
Robert Morris, Benjamin Rush, Benjamin Franklin, John Morton, George Clymer, James Smith, George Taylor, James Wilson, George Ross

Delaware:
Caesar Rodney, George Read, Thomas McKean

Maryland:
Samuel Chase, William Paca, Thomas Stone, Charles Carroll of Carrollton

Virginia:
George Wythe, Richard Henry Lee, Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Harrison, Thomas Nelson, Jr., Francis Lightfoot Lee, Carter Braxton

North Carolina:
William Hooper, Joseph Hewes, John Penn

South Carolina:
Edward Rutledge, Thomas Heyward, Jr., Thomas Lynch, Jr., Arthur Middleton

Georgia:
Button Gwinnett, Lyman Hall, George Walton

The Spice Island

July 3rd, 2008

One of the ships I worked on had a cook everyone called Spice.  One day I got a chance to ask him how he ended up as Spice.  He told me that he was nicknamed Spice because he’s from the Spice Island.  Well, I had never heard of that particular island except for the brand name of herbs and spices that my father liked best.  I had never heard of it because that’s not really it’s name.  He was from the island of Grenada in the West Indies.

Eventually, I signed on a ship that had St George, Grenada as one of it’s regular ports of call.  The ship was too large to dock in St. George’s horseshoe shaped harbor, so we were tendered in by the Rhum Runner boats.   Once on the island, I would walk around the harbor into the downtown shopping district, nearly always stopping on the way for a delicious island breakfast and coffee.  Then I would proceed on around and up the hill through town.  Often I would just keep walking up that hill until I got to the top where there was a mental health facility and a terrific view of the harbor and of my ship farther out at anchor.  After enjoying the view for awhile, it was time to head back into town.  I stopped by the bank, changed dollars into EC and then stopped by the shops.  Sometimes I would need a spool of thread or just want to browse a bit.  Then I would stop by the market for provisions before heading back towards the Rhum Runners.

My last stop was the little place that sold Ting.  Actually, it was my first stop before going on into town, as well.  I would be returning my Ting bottles from the previous week’s purchases.  I have to tell you that Ting is a great drink on it’s own, but when you live on a ship, someone will find a way to put alcohol in just about anything.  One night during an illegal popcorn party (popcorn poppers were not allowed because of safety issues), someone came up with the idea of putting vodka in Ting.  That was Ting with a zing!  Everyone knew I wasn’t very good at the drinking thing, but that I was good for one zingy Ting.

After awhile I got to know all the crew on the Rhum Runners and got invited on one of their outings for snorkelers.  I wasn’t prepared to snorkel, or even swim for that matter, but got the opportunity to enjoy a nice little beach away from the tourist crowd downtown.  That was the day I met my good friend, George.  You can meet him, too.  Just go to Grenada Broadcast.

There’s so much to say about this island that it really isn’t going to fit in one post.  I’ll take you back again next week.  While you’re waiting, spend a little time with George.  I’ll be there, too.