Shop till ya drop

helpMr. Obama has announced that the economy is going to be one of his first priorities in the coming new year.  And I sincerely believe that is great.  We need to have a strong and robust economy and jobs to come home to when the boys come home from oversea’s.

It is also imperative that we insure that political promises are kept and find a way to extract ourselves out of this illegal and wasteful conflict in the Middle East.

We need to bring the boys home.

Why is it that I am always without fail in the line at the bank where the patron before me has more than one transaction?  Yesterday I am at the gas station and there it was.  $1.55, $1.65, $1.75 and that was just the price of the candy bars, Twinkies and the Ding Dongs!  This country has gone totally nuts!  Later on I am over at China-Mart and the lady in front of me writes a check.  Can you believe that?  A check!

That is like people who drive a AMC Pacer or Ford Pinto for cryin’ out loud.

If you are writing a check in this day and age of credit cards, bankcards, debit cards, you are like a brown pair of shoes in a Black Shoe/Tuxedo World.  And if you want to read a well written piece on this subject, follow this link. >>>

So back to this gal, she looks at the clerk and says, “I know it is in here somewhere (she is fishing around in this incredibly huge thing that kind of looked like a Boy Scout backpack for her drivers lic), I had it before I left the house.  I KNOW I had it at the house … Oh my, my, mercy me!  Every time I come over here I do this” and then she looks at me for I guess conformation of her dilemma.

I sigh, and reply, “Yeah, and I am the poor sap that is always standing behind you.”

Men have no patience … Can I get an Amen on that … Are you out there?

I’m working on it girls, I really am.  Well, now that I have once again, shot myself in the foot with my own gun, I will move on.  Why is it when you are watching television and there is nothing on, when you reach the end of your eighty channel limit, you go back through the entire thing again?  Are you hoping that something interesting came on in the last fifteen seconds, is that it?

(If you are reading this alone at home and you read it out loud to yourself and do your best to whine like Andy Rooney, it sounds really cool …. C’mon try it!)

How do you get an overnight letter when the Post Office closes at 5 PM, I don’t get that one either.  The one that really gets me when you get a call from some highly inebriated person at 3am in the morning and they say, “Did I wake you up?” to which I reply, “Naw, I had to get up for my paper route anyway.”

So despite my better judgment I am watching this piece of trash the network executives call programming and the Governator Of Caliyfornyuh is making fun of Mr. Obama’s legs, saying they are “skinny man legs” and generally speaking “ridiculing the president elect of the United States.”  No civility left in this country anymore and no one has the guts to tell these people “be quiet.”  Now we all know why Californyuh is like a Granola Bar.

What aint fruits is nuts.

So I am down on the river and I have my MP3 player, riding along, trying to adjust “my numbers” as the doctor calls them.  And Neil diamond comes on, which is what every old guy in America wants to ride his bike to, and he is singing …. “I am I said” … and then he gets to my favorite part, he warbles out …. “I am I said, and no one answered me, not even the chair.” What the hell?  What in the world does that mean?  Talking furniture … Uh Mr. diamond, your easy boy recliner is on line #2.

Tomorrow I am choosing a different play list for sure.

Another Oklahoma Indian tribe is going into the cigarette business.  The tribe is building a two million dollar cigarette plant up in Eastern Oklahoma, supposed to be making something like 20 cartons a minute when it is up to full speed.  If this isn’t poetic justice, I don’t know what is.  The Red Man gets even in the end and the government that subdued them doesn’t do too awful bad either.  The fed’s will get two dollars off of each carton made.

Billions a year in revenue from Indian Casino’s and now this … I surrender.

A 17 year old Amish boy in Akron Ohio was charged with D.U.I. after he passed out at the reins of a buggy and crashed into …. Get this … after he crashed into a police cruiser.  The boy further enraged the police when at the station; he insisted that he didn’t know what it meant to get “one phone call.”

What goes “clop-clop-clop-bang-bang?

An Amish drive by shooting.

And you thought crime was bad.  New statistic’s released by the government indicate that 76 million Americans are sickened by food poisoning each year, with some 325,000 hospitalized and 5,000 killed.  Officials blame poor food preparation in restaurants, and have launched a public awareness campaign featuring the slogan “Did Someone Say Food Poisoning?

You just got to love the government, you know it, you just have to.

No word from McDonalds who is planning on capitalizing on this by offering a “Happy To Be Alive Combo” look for it at franchises in your area.

Such is the pageantry of life this day.

Some of us seek the anesthesia of escape that is certainly true of me, I hang onto the dream of a life on the American Highway.  Some of us seek the validation of everyone-thinks-alike media tailored to one ideological or political mindset, and hate with a strange newly acquired passion, those who are not of the same tribe as they.

We all separate into our niches, shredding the fabric of our common future.  I am sorry but I miss the America of my youth, even with Viet Nam it wasn’t this bad.  I don’t want to leave my grandchildren a lousy third world debt ridden piece of real estate … I want to leave them a shinning legacy.

And this isn’t it.

In the words of Rodney King, “Can’t we all just get along?”  It rings in my ears, it resonates in my soul.  This is a profound and wonderful country, and it is up to us, to make it all work.

We can do this thing.  I don’t give two hoots in you know where what the Governator of Caliyfornyuh sez.


Obama Under Glass

If Michelle Obama thought the past 22 months on the election trail were tough, she ain’t seen nothing yet… On January 20 when husband Barack gets the keys to The White House, life for America’s new First Family will change forever.  Today we explain exactly how…


Barack Obama – Secret Service codename Renegade – is now the most guarded man on the planet.  Even when he goes to the loo (bathroom), bodyguards stand outside it.  And when he travels by motorcade there are a dozen identical cars – so potential assassins won’t know which one he is in.

The President-elect will also have to get used to handing his glass to a Secret Service agent every time he has a drink outside the White House.  The agent carries a small bag in which to pop the glass and later he destroys it.

The idea is to ensure that no unauthorized person has access to the Presidential DNA, but it is not clear how an enemy would use it.

Obama will be given a set of panic buttons: One for his pocket, one on his desk and one beside his bed. They are credit card-shaped and simply have to be squeezed to summon a posse of agents.

At one time, the President and Vice-President were given three-inch-high models of the Washington Monument to put beside their beds. They had simply to knock them over to summon the guards.

But the models were abandoned after Vice-President Dan Quayle – noted for being clumsy- knocked his over late one night while making love to his wife.  In seconds, the door burst open, the lights went on and Mrs Quayle was thrown out of bed to the floor as bodyguards flocked around her husband to ensure his safety.


Michelle Obama once called her husband and asked him to pick up some ant traps on his way back from work to tackle an infestation in their Chicago home.  No such domestic trivia will ever bother her again. She is soon to become the mistress of the six story, 132-room White House.  Michelle will have more than 100 domestic staff including her own florist – to change the flowers daily – chefs, drivers and dressers.

Nancy Reagan said that, a month after moving in to the White House, she was surprised when the usher sent up a bill for their food.  She added: “No one told us the President and his wife are charged for every meal, as well as for dry cleaning, toothpaste and toiletries. Five minutes after Ronnie came home and hung up his suit, it would disappear from the closet to be pressed, cleaned or brushed.”

President Reagan said it was like living in an eight-star hotel but Harry Truman complained the place was a “glamorous prison”.


Michelle will be given a generous budget to redecorate and make the First Family feel at home.  She’s pledged to give the decor an African-American twist with vibrant colors and fabrics – and Barack wants to remove the plasma TV from the famous Lincoln bedroom. Instead, he wants guests to read.

Barack will have to decide which desk he will use in the Oval Office.  Friends say it will be the same desk picked by John F Kennedy – the “Resolute Desk” presented by Queen Victoria in 1880.

Another of Michelle’s tasks will be to pick out the state china. But she’s been warned not to go over the top – Nancy Reagan was slighted for splashing out “Big Bucks” on china.


One great perk will be having 25 chefs at the Obamas’ disposal. A personal staff at the White House at last number was some 90 people.  Michelle will be asked to email the head chef a list of the President’s favorite dishes and new desserts will be created in his honor.

Former pastry chef Roland Mesnier, who served for 25 years, once made a 2ft gingerbread version of the White House for Laura Bush, said in 2007: “Every First Lady will be demanding when they come to the White House. They want things done their own way.”


To help him keep in shape, Barack will build an indoor basketball court – to replace the bowling alley that Richard Nixon installed.  And President Obama will invite professional basketball stars to join him “shooting hoops”.

Franklin D Roosevelt built a pool in the White House, Dwight D Eisenhower a putting green and Bill Clinton had a running track on the edge of the south lawn.

So the new president is only following tradition.  But the Secret Service bodyguards have already warned him not to think of cycling around Washington, as he did as a senator – it would be too risky.  But he will make full use of the White House gym to lift weights most mornings and the billiards room to relax some nights.


Daughters Malia, 10, and Sasha, seven, are expected to go to one of the many private schools in Washington.  Favorite is Sidwell Friends school attended by Bill Clinton’s daughter Chelsea.

The risk of the girls being kidnapped is very real, so rather than their usual “sleep-over parties” with pals at the Chicago home of grandma Marian Robinson, the girls will have visitors over.

“We may see sleep-overs at the White House,” said Verna Williams, a student pal of Michelle.  It is thought Michelle’s mum Mrs Robinson will also move in to stay near the children.


One of the toughest problems the family will face is picking a church. They have a deep Protestant faith and will want to attend church every Sunday.

They may even decide to go to several different churches in Washington, including the Anglican one just across Pennsylvania Avenue from the White House.


White House pets – especially dogs – are popular with voters.  In his acceptance speech, Obama promised his girls a new puppy to take with them to their new home.  Mr Obama later said he wanted a dog from a rescue home, saying “shelter dogs are mutts – like me”.  Former Presidential pets have included Bill Clinton’s chocolate Labrador Buddy and his cat Socks.

George W Bush has two Scottish Terriers – Miss Beazley and Barney, who became an internet star when a video cam was attached to his collar and his adventures were posted on the White House website.  Ronald Reagan’s dog Lucky loved chasing reporters and was dispatched to the family ranch owing to his behavior. More unusually, John F Kennedy kept parakeets.


To get away from it all, the Obamas will have access to the Sequoia – a 150-ton yacht built in 1925.  John F. Kennedy celebrated his final birthday on board and Richard Nixon famously played God Bless America on the ship’s piano after deciding to resign.

Even though ex-President Jimmy Carter had the boat sold in a public auction, the yacht is still available for use by the White House.

But trips to their old family home in Chicago will have to be vetted by security officials. A fence will be put up round the home with a live-in guard on duty 24/7.

The secluded Camp David residence will be available for some down-time where the family will be able to ski and relax – but with a team of bodyguards in proximity.

You read all of that and you have to wonder … Is it really worth it?  Two of the biggest disappointments in life.  One, wishing for something you do not have.  Two, getting what you wished for.

More?  Okay click the link more Obama facts here:  Obama’s History


Thanks to News

Eight Months


As Jackie Gleason used to say …. How sweet it is!

Today is our 8 month of putting out this sorry little rag … How about that.  Strangely, it is kind of ironic, the first post I put up on WordPress was after I had read some “English Professors” blog somewhere back east.  He was all hopped up about his hitting the 50,000 mark and I foolishly made this rather glib comment about it in an article.  Then ever more foolishly, not really knowing what I was doing, I published it.

Boldly I asserted, it is not in the numbers of viewers but the quality or the article that is important.  Because you see, on my first day of doing this, as is today, “I just knew it all.”  And I had no earthly idea as to where this all went, how it went, and who saw it.  Well … He saw it, Mr. Professor Man, and he came back looking for you know who.

Soon there after, I got a rather terse message on my site that said ……… “Now that was depressing.”  I had just posted it, he had read it, and I was taken to task about it. I learned rather quickly how things work, and of course, how to “edit.”

We hit a milestone today, this is our eight month, devoted to this wacky world of what have you, fun and designed mayhem.  It has been enjoyable, frustrating, tiring and believe it or not, worthwhile.

It has been a good run and I am optimistic about the future.  There remain all manner of areas, issues, avenues for us to explore.  If you cannot find something to comment about (talk about) on this site, then I don’t know what to tell you.  We box the compass on this rag, we take a poke at it all.

Eight months ago, I cautiously walked through the front doors of this joint, registered and went after it.  (Electronically speaking of course)

I was quickly introduced to the world of widgets, sticky pages, categories, tags, you name it.  Like some kind of street urchin, I stumbled around and eventually found my way.  With a lot of help along the way, it sort of came together, this thing we call Creative Endeavors.

Remarkably, despite it all, we survived and have thrived, grown, we are coming of age in this new internet world.  In this short time span Creative Endeavors has put out a considerable library of items, some amusing, some soulful and heart rendering, some them outright just hack you off.

(I like those, they are my favorites)

Every now and then, we ring the  bell, we hit the home run.  Kind of like my dentist, he gets this special thrill out of hitting the nerve with the Novocain needle.  When he does that, and I like to come out of the seat, he laughs and says “Oh, I got it!” As if he had just won a blue ribbon at the county fair for his hog or won the lottery.

17,485 visitors yesterday, an all time high record day.  60,000+ viewers as of this morning and they are not all just flocking to Baracks House, some are sticking around, browsing the archives and reading the stuff.  Which is encouraging, ’cause we put out a lot of stuff.

533 total posts so far, an 83% website grader score out of a possible 100.  Approximately 3,000 links each day, and we are all around the globe.  Which is great … This way the WHOLE WORLD can see that all of America is NOT like Bush & Cheney, that we still have some fun people, honest people left here.

Out of all this we have garnered 500 comments, actually 533 but some were deleted because they lived too far away for me to drive over and spank them.  All and all, most everyone has been congenial, warm and friendly, and that is our goal, that is what we strive for.  So in a nutshell here is how it breaks down:

Google Page Rank: 5 <><><> Inbound Links: approximately 3,300 <><><> Numerous RSS feeds <><><> Google Indexed Pages: 746 <><><> Traffic Rank: Top 11.41 %

Alexa is an online service that measures traffic for millions of sites on the Internet in a similar way to Nielsen television show ratings.  Creative Endeavors has an Alexa rank of 3,504,552. which is in the top 11.41 % of all websites.  We started out at 5 million and some change.

Not too shabby for something that could be considered an infant in the space of website time something that did not even exist a mere 8 months ago.

Thanks gang, I could not have done any of this without you.


Obama’s History

Here are some misc. items on the President Elect, Mr. Obama.

  • He collects Spider-Man and Conan the Barbarian comics
  • He was known as “O’Bomber” at high school for his skill at basketball
  • His name means “one who is blessed” in Swahili
  • His favorite meal is wife Michelle’s shrimp linguine
  • He won a Grammy in 2006 for the audio version of his memoir, Dreams From My Father
  • He is left-handed – the sixth post-war president to be left-handed
  • He has read every Harry Potter book
  • He owns a set of red boxing gloves autographed by Muhammad Ali
  • He worked in a Baskin-Robbins ice cream shop as a teenager and now can’t stand ice cream
  • His favorite snacks are chocolate-peanut protein bars
  • He ate dog meat, snake meat, and roasted grasshopper while living in Indonesia
  • He can speak Spanish
  • While on the campaign trail he refused to watch CNN and had sports channels on instead
  • His favorite drink is black forest berry iced tea
  • He promised Michelle he would quit smoking before running for president – he didn’t
  • He kept a pet ape called Tata while in Indonesia
  • He can bench press an impressive 200 lbs.
  • He was known as Barry until university when he asked to be addressed by his full name
  • His favorite book is Moby-Dick by Herman Melville
  • He visited Wokingham, Berks, in 1996 for the stag party of his half-sister’s fiance, but left when a stripper arrived
  • His desk in his Senate office once belonged to Robert Kennedy
  • He and Michelle made $4.2 million last year, with much coming from sales of his books
  • His favorite films are Casablanca and One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest
  • He carries a tiny Madonna and child statue and a bracelet belonging to a soldier in Iraq for good luck
  • He applied to appear in a black pin-up calendar while at Harvard but was rejected by the all-female committee.
  • His favorite music includes Miles Davis, Bob Dylan, Bach and The Fugues
  • He took Michelle to see the Spike Lee film Do The Right Thing on their first date
  • He enjoys playing Scrabble and poker
  • He doesn’t drink coffee and rarely drinks alcohol
  • He would have liked to have been an architect if he were not a politician
  • As a teenager he took drugs including marijuana and cocaine
  • His daughters’ ambitions are to go to Yale before becoming an actress (Malia, 10) and to sing and dance (Sasha, 7)
  • He hates the youth trend for pants which sag beneath the rear (saggin)
  • He repaid his student loan only four years ago after signing his book deal
  • His house in Chicago has four fire places
  • Daughter Malia’s godmother is Jesse Jackson’s daughter Santita
  • He says his worst habit is constantly checking his Black Berry
  • He uses an Apple Mac laptop
  • He drives a Ford Escape Hybrid, having ditched his gas-guzzling Chrysler 300 SUV
  • He wears $1,500 (£952) Hart Schaffner Marx suits
  • He owns four identical pairs of black size 11 shoes
  • He has his hair cut once a week by his Chicago barber, Zariff, who charges $21 (£13)
  • His favorite fictional television programmers are Mash and The Wire
  • He was given the code name “Renegade” by his Secret Service handlers
  • He was nicknamed “Bear” by his late grandmother
  • He plans to install a basketball court in the White House grounds
  • His favorite artist is Pablo Picasso
  • His specialty as a cook is chili
  • He has said many of his friends in Indonesia were “street urchins”
  • He keeps on his desk a carving of a wooden hand holding an egg, a Kenyan symbol of the fragility of life
  • His late father was a senior economist for the Kenyan government.

There is no way on God’s Green Earth where I would be willing to subject myself and my family to this kind of scrutiny, I don’t care what the job pays.  Welcome to the grinder folks best suit up and get ready to play.