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When did I become a slipper guy? Since this unassuming pair of lined ‘indoor shoes’ showed up in my stocking X-mas morning I have had them on my feet. It is, to say the least, most disconcerting. . Perhaps some quick background will help clarify my consternation. . I grew up in homes that were under constant construction. To say that these homes were fixer-uppers when my mom and stepfather purchased them would have been generous. The homes were stripped down to the essential walls and nothing more, many a holiday photo have the family standing before sheetrock and spackle when we were in luxury. Normally we had walls of insulation in the background. . Heat was installed but kept at 60 degrees. When the home could accommodate it, a wood-burning stove was installed to provide secondary warmth. I spent a good deal of my winter months bundled up in multiple layers or sleeping in the main living area huddled around the wood stove. . Partly to install a sense of machismo or toughness and party because my family could not afford to replace slippers that I would destroy in my kid way in two weeks, you learned to wear heavy socks. My sense of frugality and disdain for such unnecessary things continues to this day. I will only purge myself shoes when they cannot possibly be repaired or used in some function, much to my wife’s dismay. . So, here I sit in my semi cold home -(a 1901 colonial that we are s-l-o-w-l-y fixing up) with the thermostat set and locked on 66 degrees max -(down to 63 at night) with my toes cozy in slippers. I almost feel like I am sitting in silk sheet and virgin goose feather comforter eating hand-dipped bon bons.

When did I become a slipper guy? Since this unassuming pair of lined ‘indoor shoes’ showed up in my stocking X-mas morning I have had them on my feet. It is, to say the least, most disconcerting.
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Perhaps some quick background will help clarify my consternation.
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I grew up in homes that were under constant construction. To say that these homes were fixer-uppers when my mom and stepfather purchased them would have been generous. The homes were stripped down to the essential walls and nothing more, many a holiday photo have the family standing before sheetrock and spackle when we were in luxury. Normally we had walls of insulation in the background.
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Heat was installed but kept at 60 degrees. When the home could accommodate it, a wood-burning stove was installed to provide secondary warmth. I spent a good deal of my winter months bundled up in multiple layers or sleeping in the main living area huddled around the wood stove.
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Partly to install a sense of machismo or toughness and party because my family could not afford to replace slippers that I would destroy in my kid way in two weeks, you learned to wear heavy socks. My sense of frugality and disdain for such unnecessary things continues to this day. I will only purge myself shoes when they cannot possibly be repaired or used in some function, much to my wife’s dismay.
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So, here I sit in my semi cold home -(a 1901 colonial that we are s-l-o-w-l-y fixing up)
with the thermostat set and locked on 66 degrees max -(down to 63 at night) with my toes cozy in slippers. I almost feel like I am sitting in silk sheet and virgin goose feather comforter eating hand-dipped bon bons.

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Evidently I am Banned in Germany

Evidently I am banned in Germany. Or at least my YouTube videos are. I received this message a few days ago concerning a video of my kids, Rooster and E, dancing to Sean Kingston’s ‘911 Fire Burning’. Okay, okay so it is really just because I have a video with the title and a section of the music on my site and it is no more an issue than if someone told me the audio was too loud for preschoolers – (just keep them away from using a browser dang it).
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I have to admit that I did have a momentary thrill of being banned by a WHOLE country; I mean really! Those Germans do have an odd threshold on weird. My first thoughts were that of those ‘Banned in Sweden’ ads for video of a more, shall we say, salacious nature. Yeah, I just referenced Swedish adult films and my kids in the same paragraph, deal with it – The door out is just to the right, feel free. Anyway….I actually felt a jolt of adrenaline when I started to read the notice, only to crash down to the floor reading –‘You may need to do nothing..’

Wait, what? For 5 seconds there I was a criminal content pirate on the lam from international agents looking to shut me down. “Avast! Matey your cause is lost”, I would yell from my widows walk –(well, I could have one, just work with me here folks)-“my servers are scattered around the world and on Mars. You may catch me but you will never shut my content down! All Hail FSM!”
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Seriously- I had the sweaty palms, wide eyed adrenaline rush and the acidic stomach I imagined an underground hacker must feel being one step ahead of law enforcement. You know, just like Christian Slater in Pump Up the Volume’.

Or maybe it was the 3 day past date turkey slices I just ate, either that or a flash of male mid-life crisis. (hey, seriously I am too strapped for cash to afford a tricked out Viper or even a customized Dodge Dart with mag wheels and thrush side pipes. I take my fantasies where I can find em’).
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Regardless, the video is pretty cute, Ying and Yang those two. Go ahead and Watch it here. When you are done I have a whole multimedia slide show of the kids at the beach, takers anyone? Come and see it before the Hamptons tourist council slaps me with a cease and desist.

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