Tuesday, July 26, 2011
One of those Roller Coaster Days...
Started out with what I hope to become a normal thing for me in going to the park and walking a couple miles. So I came home and within a few hours, I find out that a friend, the brother of a very good friend, and a person that I used to work for, took his life somewhere early morning of July 26...Dave, I don't know what was going on with ya buddy, but you were a good person in my book and I would have done anything I could to help ya. I'm sad for the loss, but I hope you've found whatever it was you were looking for. I only wish you could have given it a second more to think about it before you did it.
Needless to say the family is torn up over it pretty bad. It's definitely one of those 'can't believe' things.
So, shortly after my stomach decides it's not going to be happy with me. Ups and downs all day. Nothing really bad feeling, it was more like it decided it was going to conflict everything my brain decided and go way far against it...
Spent some time hanging out with Mike, my brother in law, the one I CAN tolerate for more than a few minutes. We had some fun. Dusted off the old GTA Vice City game, and we spent a portion of the afternoon seeing how could blow up the quickest or something along those lines.
So later on tonight, I find out that one of my closest friends has completely topsy-turvied her time tables. She's dating this guy who's really in to her, and they're getting along well. They've decided together for them to move in together. Problem is, he's currently stationed in Nebraska, and will be moving to California soon. So that means she'll be moving. Plan was for her to be moving out in November. As of about 3 hours ago, she's decided to go ahead and get the ball rolling, so she resigned her job and will be leaving Thursday. All I can say is... uhh... well... that's about it.
I'm really happy for her and I hope this turns out to be everything she ever wanted. On the same note I'm very worried for her. I've met the guy, he seems nice...however, what happens when the newness wears off? What happens when she's 2000 miles away from anyone that can help her? Unfortunately, as her and I discussed, this is something you can't just sit on the sidelines and discover if it's going to work. I understand this and know this has to happen, but it doesn't change my worry factor.
I love ya, and I'll definitely miss ya. And I really do hope you'll finally have your prince to pamper you. But damn...
So, now it's off to bed for me I suppose...what kind of twists and turns will tomorrow hold? Nobody knows. We'll just have to see.
Thank you drive though.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Food Review: Max Lager's Atlanta Georgia
Several of my friends/family and myself were down town Atlanta Sunday July 17 for a meeting and decided to get some grub before heading home. I'd eaten at Max Lager's several years ago and remember a pleasant experience, so I was happy to repeat it when Max's was suggested for dinner.
Was I in for a major shock this time.
We got there, 10 of us total. I knew there would probably be a wait, on a Sunday evening, with such a big crowd. We were told an hour and a half. Expected, but not excited about it. I went back out to let some of the other folks know and in about a minute, one of the ladies said they had a spot for us. We were pretty happy about this, and within 5 minutes, the hostess was ushering us toward the back door. (I thought we were getting kicked out already!) Turns out they have a nice back patio with ample seating to accommodate us. We were a little scrunched in back in the corner, but hey, we're all close buds so we didn't mind. The guy comes out and introduces himself and his partner that will be taking care of us. Unfortunately I do not remember either of their names but they were both pretty nice.
So they asked for drinks and any appetizers, offering up home brewed root beer that's made right there on the spot. Several of us perked up and a couple ordered it, only after the fact to discover there are no free refills on the homemade root beer. No big deal, they'd stick with water. So the guy left to go put in our orders, and the lady brought us all water while we waited.
Then the guy comes out and says 'bad news, we are fresh out of root beer'. Well go batch up some new stuff since you make it right here buddy! So the two in our crowd settled for Pink Lemonade.
We finally got around to making our dinner orders in which surprise 2 was about to brink. The food was MUCH more expensive than I'd remembered. But I suppose for a nice restaurant down town Atlanta this was to be expected. We made our orders which ranged from burgers to chicken to an appetizer to fried cod and a few other things, but mostly we stuck to the burgers. I myself ordered the Max Bison Burger, in which at this point I'll say that my menu said the price was 13 dollars, where everyone else's menu had the same burger for 15. I asked the server about this and he said he'd give it to me at that price, then backtracked and said he'd have to check. Granted, we all pretty much just considered this in good fun, but he should have offered to check first, offer discount later.
Anyway, the Max Bison burger offers Cheddar Cheese, Smoked Applewood Bacon, and fries on the side, all for the modest price of 15 dollars, after he conferred with his manager who told him it would be 15 instead of the 13 as advertised. Guess they had a recent price change and forgot one menu.
Of course with most places now, they offer the typical garnish on top, lettuce, tomato, onion, and they give you condiments to put on as you please. My wife ordered the regular Max Burger, Medium Rare, and please no onion anywhere on the plate. The orders were placed, the servers came back at random intervals offering refills, delivering one appetizer that was ordered, and we had our merriment while waiting on our main courses.
With a decent wait time for food preparation, it came. Mine, the Max Bison Burger, looked well, but definitely not the size I would expect for a 15 dollar burger. When I removed the top to add my condiments, I notice, the Max Bison burger which boasted Cheddar Cheese, APPLEWOOD SMOKED BACON, only had 1 medium slice of bacon. As did everyone else who ordered the burgers. My wife, who has an extreme distaste for onions, removed the top bun to discover a ring of onion on her burger, and one slice of bacon, of which she was nice enough to offer it to me.
One of my friends ordered the Codfish, and it comes with a side of tartar. He said it tasted very well, but for 2 moderate sizes of fish, you get a small cup of tartar, of which I believe when asked for more, the server said it would cost extra. Does everything cost extra these days, on top of almost ridiculously overly priced food?
So, with most of the food being precise of what everyone ordered, barring a few small complaints, we began eating. My wife, who ordered the Max Burger, medium rare, no onion, noticed that her burger was more done that my Medium cooked burger. But she was still willing to eat it.
At this point I will discuss the overall taste of the food. The Max Bison Burger was adequate, nothing really special about the taste. The fries had a very nice light seasoning on them definitely leaving me looking disappointed as I ate the last fry because I wanted just one more. Very tasty indeed. I did not hear any other complaints on the food from my friends.
After all was said and done, I finished my meal, assisted my wife with some of her friends, and helped finish the chips off from an appetizer that was ordered. I must say, it is the first time I have ever ordered a burger that expensive, and walked away hungry. I'm afraid I must say I was not overall impressed with my visit to Max Lager's.
Overall I give this a 2 out of 5 Hammers on the Hammer scale. Might I suggest either sticking to brewing, or reconsider how you do with your food.
Hammer
Thursday, June 30, 2011
I Remember
Being a little kid
following you around,
trying to do everything you did.
I remember
following you in the yard
tools in my pocket,
For you nothing seemed too hard.
I remember watching you,
working all day long.
Nothing seems to stop you,
You could do no wrong.
I wanted to grow up to be
Just like you...
Now the winds of time
Have taken their toll.
Age has taken over,
Your eyes have gone cold.
We sit and pray for you,
but we know it's coming to the end.
You'll go to meet your maker,
It's just around the bend...
I remember watching you,
working all day long.
Nothing seems to stop you,
You could do no wrong.
I grew up wishing I could be,
Just like you...
Wishing I could be,
Just like you...
It hurts so bad to know that my grandfather is in pain. He's come to the end of his days. The strong man I grew up with, watching him work, "helping him" do so much when I was just a little kid...I remember thinking he had to be the strongest man in the world, watching him lifting and moving things. And I wanted to be just like him. Now, I'm a big strong guy and my children watch me like that...and I have to watch him suffer as there's nothing that can be done. His time has come. He's earned his rest. You'll still be the biggest, strongest, best guy in the world to me.
I love you Granddaddy.
May your remaining days be swift and painless, and may the Lord take you in to his waiting arms.
John Hancock, Sr.
Hammer
6/30/2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
What's wrong with you people!!
Wow, so last week I joined a company called Varolo. It's a FREE way to make FREE money and I'm all over it! I sent out an invite to everyone on my friend's list because I know I have friends that could definitely use some money right now, and maybe 20 out of well over 500 have signed up. I've had a lot of people ask questions, 'seem' interested, but they haven't quite made it to the sign up page...
Here's a break down of it. Varolo is an advertising company that promotes commercials for companies wanting to get their product out there. They pay individuals to watch commercials. People are tired of seeing commercials every 10 minutes on TV when they're watching a show. People change the station on the radio when commercials come on, or just listen to CD's or iPods. People HATE HATE HATE pop ups, and ads on the computer. I know, I'm one of them for all of the above.
The skinny of it...companies have major budgets for advertising, and they have to get their name out there. So now they're paying companies like Varolo to handle their advertising. These companies set up multi-marketing networks to get people to sign up and watch commercials for their sponsors.
The way this company is set up, you sign up, watch the commercials. You get paid. You get others to sign up, they watch the commercials, they get paid, and you get paid for sponsoring them. And so on and so on.
Like the starter video says, you get 12 people to sign up and watch videos. Those 12 people get 12 each to sign up, watch videos and you're all making money, the more that sign up, the more you all make!
I've got a friend named Eric who signed up under me and he made a quick website that explains it simple and easy. http://www.edsvillage.com
Please feel free to check it out. Even a toddler could do this!
Anyway, I guess more or less I'm ranting about the people who NEED money but they're not willing to do something about it...I know I really need money, and I'm trying to do something about it! Why can't the rest of you?
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
A day of disaster, a life time of memories
A day that changed the lives of everyone in Alabama, and most everyone in the entire southeastern region.
Tornadoes and heavy storms ripped through the region, destroying entire cities, counties, everything in some spots. Hundreds killed, thousands injured, tens of thousands if not more than lost everything.
That night as the tornadoes moved on through Georgia and other areas, a light rain fell, then the clouds rolled away leaving a beautiful starry night. Almost as if mocking what happened throughout the day. The next day, Thursday, people came out to see the damage. Search and rescue crews started looking for lost people. Clean up crews started mobilizing to do damage control. Hourly reports of the dead were rolling in. All local channels were tuned to their city's disaster area and others.
All through Thursday people were giving reports of the damages, the losses, the death tolls...also about how people were banding together to see what they could do to help their fellow man.
Friday, the President flew in to Tuscaloosa, one of the bigger areas hit, and toured the area, amazed at the devastation. He signed a disaster declaration act to get federal emergency aid to come in and help with the clean up. Meanwhile the communities still got together and worked to help each other.
That Friday morning, my I was bringing my wife home from the hospital as the result of a jaw surgery to relieve her TMJ and an overnight stay. We came through one of our local towns, Fultondale, which the southern part was hit directly by the tornado that would later be measured as almost 2 miles wide when it ripped through the area. Buildings were demolished, homes destroyed, thousands of trees uprooted, thrown aside, dropped on houses and structures, trash and debris strown everywhere. I stopped in a few open areas to take pictures. One thing I noticed were patches of people here and there, trying to help where they could.
It's all very overwhelming. There's so much damage most people don't even know where to begin. Power was out for days in our area, and power will be out for weeks in other areas due to the tornado completely leveling power stations that will have to be built from the ground up.
Every little bit helps. Some people have formed help groups on social networking sites. Toomer's in Auburn formed a massive group linked all over the nation called Toomer's For Tuscaloosa. They have literally made contacts all over the United States that are sending, mailing, driving in things to help our crippled state. I have had friends and family out west contacting me to 1, see if I and my family are okay, and 2, see if there's anything they can do from afar to help. Some are sending supplies, some are sending money to buy supplies to take to areas in need.
People like James Spann are tirelessly helping out by sending messages here and there to areas in need and helping to direct people wanting to help or haul supplies to those areas. It's all so amazing.
I've contacted several companies I have dealt with in years past or I use and endorse their products to see if they may be able to help. I have had a few respond so far. Coast Products, known for awesome flashlights and knives are sending me a package of flashlights to carry out to those who will not have power for a while. This is a most gracious thing they have done and I wish to thank them for that, but I feel I cannot thank them enough.
I have helped with organizing a few cleanup groups, helping to direct people to areas that need help most, and am even attempting to gather supplies to take to a neighborhood where my mother lives and several others who were hit by the early morning storms and tornadoes. Sadly, most people view their area as just another spot on a map, so they don't get a lot of help up that way. My mother has kept me posted that some of the local churches have banded together and are taking food to those without and those who cannot get out for themselves, and offering assistance where they need.
Me and a friend drove up to Cullman on this past Sunday, which was another very hard hit place, and on the way home we drove through the center of where the damage was. We saw churches with tarps over the roof, but the doors and windows were open and people were inside singing the praises of God and being thankful for what they have. We saw people working to clear the rubble, and all seemed to be in relatively good spirits. People smiling and waving and everything...it's amazing.
I'm seeing so many people pull together to help their fellow man...unfortunately with the goodness comes those bad people as well, who are out for their personal gain, or those with criminal hearts that are looting and stealing what they can...those that are trying to scam what they can out of people who have already lost everything. It makes me sad to hear and see these reports come in.
It's times like these that will definitely bring out the worst in some, yet the very best in others. I am truly thankful to say I can live in an area that people give without thinking, help without hesitation, care without worry. I hope people view me as one of those as well, as the little that I'm doing, I'm doing what I can to help others.
Oh Heavenly God we ask that you place your healing hands on those who were wounded, breathe comfort in to those who are down and depressed, comfort those who lost loved ones and protect those who need shelter. Please help us to learn the lesson to love our fellow man, and help us to remember this always. This is the only way we can heal ourselves and take better care of our world.
Meteorologists are still studying the aftereffects to see the damages and the results of it, so far saying there were over 300 tornadoes that ripped through the state, and saying this is worse than Hurricane Katrina, Ivan, Opal, Hugo, any other natural disaster that's happened in the United States.
A day of disaster, a life time of memories...
Monday, February 28, 2011
Racism? Political Correctness? Or just stupidity?
I was sitting a few feet away from where he rejoined his friends, and was on facebook at the time, and made a status update saying "dear Young Black America: If you'd buy pants that fit, and learn how to tighten your belt, you wouldn't have to walk around holding your pants up as you walk, meanwhile they're showing your butt off in the process. Just a friendly little tip from your pal Hammer" more or less due to my frustration of seeing a rather annoying site.
One of them evidently was looking at me as I posted it because he turned to his friends and said something about the guy talking about black people on his computer. He turned and asked me why I posted that. I replied "well, belts were made for a reason, and that's to keep our pants up, and your friend obviously doesn't know how to use his." Out of all the things he could have argued or got mad about, this was not it. He replied, "no man, the thing about "BLACK" America...
I asked him what he'd prefer to be called, and his reply was the stereotypical "African American". I asked him where he was born. He said right here in Birmingham. I asked his friends in return, where they were born. 1 in Gardendale, one in Birmingham, one in South Tennessee. So I asked, why would they want to be called an AFRICAN American, if they were born in Alabama, with respect to the one having been born in Tennessee. He looked at me rather annoyed, and turned back to their friends. He replied "I don't like being called black". This argument could have continued had I chosen, me stating I don't like to be called white, and I really don't like the word 'Caucasian'. But that's my personal feelings. What should I be called? Tan? Olive? Multiple colors since I have various shades of complexion from my body and it's various exposures to the sun?
My point is, I think we've gone too far with political correctness. I think the racism has gone too far. When I was in school, kids were called that white kid, or that black kid, and nobody had a problem with it. How could a 13 year old kid know about racism? Why would his parents teach him about things like this?
It's pretty sad. This could turn in to a very long rant or posting about this topic, but I'm not going to do that.
I don't understand how people can still take offense to something that started over 200 years ago, something that has no direct affect on ANY generation today...
I don't think I would care to be called a Arizonian American since I was born in Arizona. I don't think these kids should be called Birminghamian Americans since they were born in Birmingham. We've painted ourselves in to a corner with the political correctness. Where do we go with it? Why do people have to be so offended over such stupid, minor, trivial stuff?
So, does my thoughts and feelings on this make me Anti PC? I hope so. Racist? I don't think so. Against kids who wear their pants down to their knees because they obviously don't know what a belt is and the proper use for it? You bet your bare butt I am.
Just another senseless rambling from your friendly neighborhood Hammerman.
Food reviews
Today, I ate at Wendy's in Trussville on Hwy 11 just before the big shopping plaza. I would give more information on location, but I do not recall getting my receipt.
First off, I haven't eaten at Wendy's in years. No major reason, other than there are none close by and I find better value other places. Today though, I craved fries and a frosty.
So I walked in to the restaurant, very clean upon first notice. The cashier lady was nice, friendly, and quick to help. I ordered from the value menu: a double stack, a value fry, a value frosty, and a value drink. All 99 cents a piece. She was very knowledgeable on the product in when asking if the double stack came with mayo she knew it did not. When I ordered a frosty, she asked nicely if I wanted chocolate or vanilla. To which I replied "vanilla?? When did they start making vanilla frosties?? That's a travesty! That's just wrong! It's always been chocolate! Why, I remember when I was a lad, we'd get CHOCOLATE frosties and dip our fries in them!" All in a joking fashion, in which she found rather amusing was my rant, and laughed with a reply saying they've been doing this for a few years now, where have you been?" I like that kind of humor.
I got my food, at a moderate time, but as the burger and fries were very fresh, I had no complaints. Wendy's has gone to a healthier french fry, having natural cut and using sea salts. Good taste, although it just wasn't the same taste I remember as a kid dipping them in to my frosty.
The double stack for 99 cents...hmm...this was my worst complaint. It wasn't much larger than a Krystal burger in my opinion, even with having two patties to Krystal's one patty. One might suggest that's what is to be expected for a value meal burger. Compare the size to McDonald's or Burger King, which have dollar doubles as well, and you'll be disappointed. I will however say that the double stack tasted great, leaving me with wanting just one more bite after I finished with my burger. I like that.
While I sat there enjoying my meal and watching the darkening skies, I slight rush crowd came in and they handled the rush very efficiently. I hope all were as pleased with the service as I was.
So in closing, I'll give my ratings.
Cleanliness: 5
Friendliness: 5
Product Knowledge: 5
Value: 3
Taste: 5
Good job Wendy's. There are not as many around as some of the others, but they definitely have quality over quantity in my opinion.