Stuck in the '70s

Thursday, January 27, 2005

Eddie's All Right

Boy, that last post was a bit of a downer, wasn't it? Sorry 'bout that folks!

Dad's still in the hospital this morning. I went to visit him last night, and he's doing MUCH better than he was this past weekend. He's ticked off about having to be in the hospital, and he's ready to come home. So, hopefully, he'll be home by this evening. My brief visit with him in his hospital room was priceless last night. The last time I set foot into that hospital, it was to meet him in the ER where Mom had been pronouced dead the night of Nov. 23, 2003. That night has played over and over in my head millions of times as I'm sure it has in Dad's. But, we never make mention of it. It was surreal, to say the least. Last night, however, Dad was in top form. And, by that, I mean he was Dad at his Daddest. His personality and his "sharpness" have not been this Richard Fidler-like in a long time. Those who know my dad know how he loves to explain, in great detail, how mechanical things work. I'll never forget his "lecture" on the vacuum tube when I was studying radio/TV broadcasting. Last night at the hospital, I imitated for him the sound my van's engine was making and asked if that was because it needed oil. Dad launched into a very detailed and informative explanation of all kinds of gears and gadgets and how they go up and down and do this and that. I couldn't really hear what he was saying because I was too busy feeling my heart swell within my chest. I couldn't help but smile, and it gave me such a good, warm feeling inside to have Dad there with me in a place with surroundings that can be so devastating. Dad's alive and doin' fine, and he's determined to stick around for a bit and continue to share his "Dadness" with those who love him. I wish I'd have gotten out my voice recorder. It was handy in my purse, but I didn't want to embarrass him or make him stop what he was conveying.

I interviewed Butch Patrick by phone yesterday on my lunch hour to talk about the release of the DVD box set of the entire Sid & Marty Krofft "Lidsville" series. That was sure a hoot! He seems like a nice guy, and his recollections of being 16-18 years old, making the show are pretty humorous. He was completely candid and honest with me during the interview, and I appreciated that. I'll be trying tonight and/or tomorrow night to get the technical glitches edited out of that interview and upload the audio to my site. Should be fun to listen back to. Also, I received three copies of the "Lidsville" box set in the mail yesterday. The boys and I broke out the first two episodes and watched them at Dad's house last night. Oh my goodness. Tell me those people weren't on drugs! I was 8 when the show came out, and I remember even then, thinking, "Lord, help us all." It's so much fun to watch the town where everybody where's a hat, and everybody knows where it's at. I'll be beginning that "Lidsville" contest this coming weekend, and I'm going to make it a little tougher so that only true fans of the Web site can enter. I'm thinking of a way to do that right now, and it'll probably involve a password or require you to answer a Krofft trivia question in order to qualify to win.

A phone interview with Leif Garrett's in the works. Looks like he may have a CD to promote later this spring, and I'll be lined up to talk with Leif about that.

If you have any suggestions for the site, feel free to e-mail me at I'm still rebuilding it and have a lot of links to add once I get the chance. If you were once featured on my site, and your link has disappeared, please resend it!

Life is OK. I know I was whining and complaining the other night, but we're all allowed that once in awhile, right? Thanks for all your support. I enjoy using this blog as an outlet and hope, once I get my mind cleared of some personal relationship and financial matters, I'll be in the proper mindset to continue my "Reminiscin'" column that previously appeared in the Arkansas Weekly and the Batesville Daily Excuse, er, I mean Guard. :)

Take care,

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Countdown to Eddie Munster

Hey youse guys! (remember that from the Electric Company?)

Wow, so much for the daily journal thing, huh? It's just not the same when you're an old lady with a full-time job, 2 kids and 7 or 8 cats to take care of -- trying to write in a daily diary -- as it is when you're a teen-ager in the 1970s and early 1980s with nothing to do but go to school, do homework and hang out with your friends at the mall. There doesn't seem to be enough time in the day to write in a diary. Plus, I guess viewpoints are just different once you've reached a certain age, had to deal with a divorce or two, burying a parent, fighting city hall, office politics, house foreclosures, shutoff notices, your kids' teen angst and general bitterness that comes with adulthood. It's just not so innocent to write in a diary, "Woke up. Went to work. Came home. Cooked supper. Took the kids to Scouts. ..." blah, blah, blah. Face it. I'm a tired old woman. :)

I have, though, been enjoying doing almost daily updates on my Web site. It does take me away from this bitter adult world and all the things a single mom has to deal with -- or any grown-up my age has to deal with for that matter. That sounds awful whiny.

Dad went back into the hospital yesterday, but he's going to be all right. Looks like they might spring him tomorrow. That'll be good. I've had waaaaaay too much drama over the past year and a half for my liking. I'm hoping for a very boring next several months.

I took a peek out into the old metal shed this weekend, trying to figure out where I've stashed my teen diaries. I want to type in 1980 and Jan. through June 1981 for those who would like to see how the high school years turned out. I couldn't find them right off the bat. Looks like that diary update may need to wait for spring cleaning.

I'll try to continue here with somewhat of a diary and make it as much fun as possible, as compared to the teen years. Of course, a lot of that was filled with heartbreak and various woes once you really look at it. Tonight, I'm just glad to be home, have my boys home safe and sound and watching TV in their rooms, Dad snug in his hospital bed, looking forward to getting back home with his aging bod. Home's a very comforting place ... a place where we can truly be ourselves. When you've taken someone into your home, exchanged some vows, and still don't feel like you can truly "be yourself," then you ought to know something is amiss, 'eh? You'd think. From here on out, I'll be nothing else. Hell, I'm not even gonna try. This is what I am after all these years, and this I shall be.

None of this make sense? I can't make much out of it right now either. That's the sad thing about looking back -- because we know what the future holds. All the optimism, dreams and hopes that didn't come to fruition. So, then, I say, stay stuck.

Here's to the '70s!

Thursday, January 06, 2005

Fun with the Web

OK, so I didn't get back here the other night. Sorry 'bout that! I was gonna continue my diary-type entries, but I got into updating the Web site with my new ideas. I think it's going swimmingly. (hey, that's a great word) At any rate, things are going OK here. I deal with the 21st century when I absolutely have to and meanwhile, I dabble in the '70s. So, check out the site and see what I've updated and changed. You can now go back to '74 in my diary entries because that year is complete. I'll be working on '75 and '76 within the next few days. I'm still going over pages to find the broken links and missing pictures from the great server crash of '04. But, fear not, for I will get the site completely resurrected!

Have a nice day!

Tuesday, January 04, 2005

A new diary?

Hey there!

I'm on my lunch hour so I have to make this quick -- I intend to get back online later this evening if I can get my teen-ager off my dang computer for a moment. I've been attending a seminar this morning (and it's really boring), so my thoughts have wandered. Instead of taking notes about the seminar, I've been taking them about what I want to do with my Stuck in the '70s site. Lately, and over the years in fact, I've gotten quite a few great, and encouraging e-mails, from people who are a lot like me. Imagine that. Just when you thought you were alone in the world, you find that there are "relics" (as one poster said) like us. Your words of encouragement and kindness mean more than you can possibly know. This web site has grown into a real extension of me in which I originally thought no one would ever have an interest. Thanks for proving me wrong! There's so much I want to do with it, and like I said, this morning I've been thinking about what would I want out of a site like this one? Many people have enjoyed reading my '70s diaries -- which I will finish this weekend with '75 and '76. I've been hearing a lot about blogs in the news. People changing the shape of the news and politics and such. I sure as heck have no interest in doing that!!! I mostly couldn't care less about politics in 2005! Now, 1975 -- that's a different story. Ha, ha. So, I am going to try to blog at least several times a week, maybe daily, and use this sucker as an online diary. It won't be near as personal as my teen-age diaries were because there's some stuff I could probably get sued over (like blood from a turnip, I tell ya). Anyhoo ... I'll be back later this afternoon. I've got lots of ideas about the design and development of Stuck in the '70s and what I want to do with it.

Thanks for tuning in. Even if I don't get a chance to answer all of the e-mails you write, I read every one and take them to heart -- including those I get that say I suck. Those ones bring me down for a lot longer than the nice ones lift me up, unfortunately. Guess that's the Pisces in me.
Later 'gater!