MY BLOG IS MOVIN' ON UP (TO THE EAST SIDE!)

And now, how about an old favorite to launch my move!
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Kim is so in love with the science of meteorology that her number one hobby is chasing tornadoes. On her most exciting excursion into tornado alley, she spotted twelve of the dangerous storms. The story she broadcast about that trip helped earn her an Emmy Award nomination as best weathercaster in New England.

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I ended up improving my mpg by about 4 mpg (over 25 miles.) Now, this number probably would have been better had I RESET my miles-per-gallon calculator on the dashboard when I began my trip to Springfield. Because I didn't do that, my new average mpg was being weighted down by my original mpg average of about 52 mpg going into this experiment (that was acquired over 50 miles.) Ah, well, live and learn. All I know is that if everyone just slowed down, allowed more stopping distance between themselves and didn't "jack rabbit" it out of the stop lights, we'd probably ALL save a lot on gas (not to mention getting rid of excess stuff we keep in the car that we don't need to keep in the car and keep our tire pressure at the proper setting.) Okay, that's my 2 cents on the topic. WHAT DO YOU THINK?
Labels: CBS, GAS SAVINGS, HYPER MILEAGE, HYPER MILING, KIM MARTUCCI VIDEO, MPG, PRIUS, THE EARLY SHOW
My fishing line kept getting caught on grass or dead logs under the water. I was used to occasional tension. What I WASN'T used to was the line suddenly WIGGLING BACK! OMG -- I CAUGHT MY FIRST FISH EVER!! You can see the video of the big catch below a few.
But let me back up! Last weekend, Ben, my nephew Zach, and I went fishing with Captain Steve Chaconas, National Bass Guide Service. I wasn't sure what I was in for; I had never been fishing before (save for trying it once from a pond at Camp Scuffy when I was 6, fishing with bread crumbs...)
We climbed aboard his Skeeter boat -- how SWANK! It has all kinds of compartments under the floor boards -- spots for everything -- even our lunches. We got the low down on safety, Zach was told (a few times) to always remain seated when the boat was in motion, and then we were off. But first we spotted a really cool Osprey Nest near the Belle Haven Marina. Have a look below!Between the two of us, Ben and I have four cats. So a catfish is an appropriate catch, don't you think? Ben was on a roll -- it was his second fish of the day. In the video below, Captain Steve explains which part of this fish is kind of not so safe to touch (and it is not what you may have heard) and answers the question "Do you eat fish?" -- Interesting answer ahead in the video below!
In this next video, Zach helped Capt. Steve reel in a small Large Mouth Bass (doesn't that sound funny?) It was begging to be touched....so I gave it a try... kind of. Well, just have a look...
I don't know if I was more surprised or the fish dangling before me was more surprised at what happened! Of course, it wasn't what we were looking for (that would have been okay if it was a snakehead.) A little bitty yellow perch was the fruit of my standing in the rain for 7 hours. But it was nice and stripey and I liked its yellow color. When my line initially got pulled (again I thought it was the sea grass playing keepsies with me) I tugged and then it TUGGED BACK. This sent a shock sensation up my arms, through my heart and into my brain. My brain translated this as "you have a fish on the end of that line and in a way YOU ARE TOUCHING A FISH!" So, I spazzed out and pretty much threw the fishing poll at Ben and told him to "take care of it!" and I proceeded to jump behind the steering wheel of the Skeeter! It was THRILLING and scary, and yucky and OH-I-SO-WANT-TO-DO-THAT-AGAIN! Here's my spastic video below:
WE HAD A BLAST FISHING WITH CAPTAIN STEVE! If you are interested in taking a professional, guided fishing trip, you can visit his website BY CLICKING HERE.
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There is a new satellite called the Jason-2/Ocean Surface Topography Mission (OSTM) that will be launched on June 15th at 1:47am. This satellite will continue the work if its predecessors: Jason-1, and TOPEX/Poseidon. Its main goal is to continue the long-term survey of the oceans, their circulation patterns, measuring sea-surface heights and their RATES of sea-level rise.
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It is always an adventure when my sister, Jodi, and my nephew, Zachary, come for a visit. The attraction this go around (besides Ben's cats, the dart board in his office, and his 1980's arcade game in the house) was FISHING (more to come on that tomorrow) and The International Spy Museum (what did you think -- Zach's one and only Auntie would be the attraction??? NOT!)
her back. So our first "mission" (we might as well get into spy mode early) was to locate a CVS (the dead drop) and pick up the "package" (bug bite ointment.) Naturally, I spotted the Haribo gummy bears first in the checkout. And, since blood is thicker than water, Jodi and Zach both agreed they needed them, too. (Meanwhile, Ben stood by the door to the exit, patiently eyeing his watch and probably noticing the genetic sweet tooth playing itself out via two generations of Martuccis.) All sugared up, we went on to the Spy Museum...
through the windows. Initially, everyone that enters the museum is asked to assume an ID. There are several to choose from. You have to memorize several facts about your new cover and pass two tests during your visit (one near the beginning and one at the end) and see if you can win the trust of the various security guards. I passed!Labels: HOMING PIGEONS, INTERNATIONAL SPY MUSEUM
Many thanks to Melisa Wells, the author of "Remembering Ruby" for inspiring this blog post. I had no idea what a meme was when I first read her blog. I have since googled it, and I cannot find it at dictionary.com or Websters. However, I did find some insight into finding out what a meme is. One spot defined it as "any unit of cultural information". But that didn't seem to completely jive with what I had seen. So, onward I kept looking and basically found an explanation that went like this: In the context of blogging, a meme is a list of questions and answers that you may have seen somewhere and decide to answer for yourself. Then, someone else comes along and sees it on your blog and then decides to answer those questions themselves on their blog. So, in a way, the list becomes viral, mutating a bit as it propagates.
actually helping out the parents. I guess, since Mr. Fogel would stay in NJ and work during the week, I was really helping out Mrs. Fogel who stayed with the kids at their summer house on this beautiful stretch of real estate just off the Long Island shore. No cars allowed on Fire Island. I would watch primarily Maggie during the morning, taking her to the playground by the bay. Then, I would put her down for an afternoon nap and Mrs. Fogel would take her for several hours when I had free time. The family treated me like an older daughter. I was always included in their activities -- if the family went out to dinner or to the movies, I always was invited. I would get spending money during the week to spend on Maggi and me for treats. And I even think they gave me spending money for my free time. It was really nice. At night once in a while I would stay home with the kids, but most nights, I was free to hang out with my other mother's helper friends from all over the country. I usually worked for just over a month. At the end of that time, Mrs. Fogel would give me an envelope full of cash, usually $500 - $600. This was a really neat opportunity; I lucked out because the Fogel family that I worked for felt like my family. Other mother's helpers that I knew definitely were treated more like hired help and they were not as happy.
ocal post office one spring and asked about working as a "summer casual" (I think that was the term.) I don't think my dad working for the Bulk Mail Center hurt, but I can't say for sure. Before I knew it, I was off to Patterson NJ to get my Government Drivers License. I had to master driving an LLV -- Long Life Vehicle. These are those rectangular shaped cars the Postal employees drive that have no windows in the back and in which you sit on the wrong side of the car. To pass my test, I had to drive in reverse, weaving through cones without knocking any over using only mirrors! That wasn't so hard...there was a trick to it (can't remember now) and it ended up being easy. As the new, part timer, I got stuck with all the crappy routes in my home town: anything with hills, gates and dogs. It amazed me how many people left their dogs out roaming around, growling (it is understandable -- I was a stranger coming onto their territory) at me. I didn't have to deliver the mail to those locations, so I wouldn't if I felt threatened. Then they would call the Post Office and wonder where their mail was. DUH! I walked 8 - 12 miles a day and kept nice and trim during Cornell's off rowing season.Labels: A and S, BABYSITTING, MEME, MOTHERS HELPER, POST OFFICE, WAFF, WAITRESS, WBRE, WFXT, WGRZ, What jobs do you want, What jobs have you had, WRCB, WSI