I have a reader from Amman Jordan and I thought it would only be fair for me to greet her since she comes a long way to read... I would also like to say "Marhaba" which I believe is a common way to say hello to someone in Jordan.
And I hope you enjoy your orange juice while reading my blog.
Heather and I went to a nice restaurant today and had a pretty filling Tex-Mex meal...We had an appetizer that had four different kinds of dip for our chips...It was awesome! I told Heather at the end of our meal that I think I need to go on a diet and she agreed.
So here is my challenge to myself...I'm going to see how much weight I can lose...Can I be "The Big Loser"?
Check this Chart for where you should be.
Right now I drink about 6 Pepsis a day: OUT!
I smoke a few cigars: NO MORE!
I eat whatever suits me: DONE!
So Hooter came to Manchester on his return trip from Boston and stopped to see Heather and My fantastic digs...
We got to meet Gitu, she's originally from Singapore and has discovered that Plattsburgh hasn't a single escalator in the entire city limits.
Over pizza we enjoyed our discussion about such things as the Hindu Festival of Lights, Diwali, which falls on November 1st this year..."Happy Deepavali Gitu!" 
and a new idea for a blog that Hooter and I are working on that will debut soon...
Heather said she barely could handle me with one blog...
Hooter and I screamed for no reason...Gitu reconsidered saying she was glad to meet us...
The State Liquor Store at the rest stop on I-93
Hooter spent a long time selecting the best spirits to raise Roscoe's spirits.
And needless to say after he found out Dusty had escaped they really needed spirits being lifted...
Looks like Dusty is still trying to communicate...
He had a little run-in with the creature in this cage but it looks like he's still on the move...Let's hope he got some shoes.
In the meantime take this advice and heed it....You need to check out the Cheap Trick Greatest Hits...it's the grooviest...
and if you want Funk you can take one from the master himself George Clinton...
I prefer Give up the Funk.
My voice has been heard...
Dusty has now escaped captivity and is trying to make his way back to the internet...
After careful concideration I have decided it is time to share a little secret about where Dusty has been these past few days...People have been asking and I shall grant you what you plea for...
in Southie...He has been having a family reunion of sorts with his long lost twin Roscoe Wood...who happens to be a fugitive for some misunderstanding about a gun he "never saw"
Greetings humanoids!
If I had a scary car from the 80s, a two liter of pepsi, and a camera phone I could be Dusty.
In honor of Dusty's equipment meltdown...there's a new bumper sticker on the loose at the shop...Pick yours up today and let Chainsaw tell you what he thinks of your ride.
The first day I get to go out on a story at WHDH and you wouldn't believe the story we cover...It all starts at this gas station where a guy comes in because he ran out of gas on the highway...he is not willing to buy the $5.00 gas container for his gas so he buys the $1.68 windshield washer fluid...then he takes a pack of mentos (the freshmaker) and tells the clerk "This is a knife...no I'm just kidding." Then he leaves to gas up his car.
He never gets his car running because while he was gone it was towed by police...He is a fugitive in MA and CT and so can't go to police...He heads back into the gas station and starts demanding the clerks keys...The clerk barely understands English and doesn't know what the guy wants... 
The thief takes the wiper fluid bottle full of gasoline and proceeds to pour it all over the floor near the clerk...and lights a lighter..."If you don't give me your keys we're both gonna die! Gimme your keys!"The clerk even opens the drawer with the money and says the thief can have the money...
"I don't want your F---ing money I want your car! Gimme your car keys!"
Today I travelled in one of the worst Noreasters I've ever seen...My drive into work was white nuckled and I wasn't sure if there were cars around me...
I thought it was quite evident how bad the weather was when I saw all the broken umbrellas lying on the street...
The weather was so bad umbrellas were useless.
(these pictures were all taken on one block)
This is the first day of the rest of my career...I got up three hours before I had to be to work in Boston because I wasn't sure how I was going to get there...I drove 35 minutes down I-93 to I-495 and took a left...then I went a couples miles into the quaint town of Andover...and couldn't find a spot in the commuter rail parking lot...
after driving around Andover (Boston style) looking for a parking spot on the street I came upon a street that allowed for all-day parking on half of it and then two hour parking on the other half...the problem was that the only part of my car in the allday parking side was the trunk...I got on the train to Boston not knowing if I would ever see my car again...(a real loss I know)
I got to work and had the pleasure of being trained on a tape to tape machine by a guy who does tape to tape editing differently then I have ever seen...(Yeah I know some of you think I do things differently but I think even you guys in Charleston would agree this is DIFFERENT)
(Technical Jargon Ahead) He kept telling me to never touch the stop button and would chide me every time my fingers grazed the button...then when I panned the audio he said not to...because he doesn't. We came to an agreement at the end of the day that if I didn't miss air he would never know if I hit the stop button...so I did one more time before leaving work today.
After work I got on the train to go home and figure out how to getback to Manchester if my car had been towed but it seems the police in Andover are nice because my car was still where I left it and I was able to drive home knowing I had to find parking again tomorrow.
My parents came to visit today and they said dinner was on them so we went to this popular place in town called the Puritan Backroom...it is a place that serves homestyle food and their chicken tenders are fantastic...We also had deepfried cheddar cheese sticks...Mmmm
Then while we were driving away Mom and Heather were in the back of the car and Mom says"So...has Dusty had his cholesterol checked lately?" and Heather says "No." and then it goes into a barage of Dusty's going to die young which always gets my blood pressure soaring...
But then I was smart and quickly said "Hey there's a Dunkin' Donuts." and true to New England form there really was a Dunkin' Donuts...Go Me!
The Buckaroo Bonzai family has a lot of Birthdays today...Andy Lefebvre, Christopher Lloyd and Jeff Goldblum all celebrate the 22nd as the day of their birth...You may remember Goldblum played the cowboy hat wearing Jersey and Christopher Lloyd was one of the Lectroids from the eighth dimension...Happy Birthday Buckaroo!
PostScript: There's a rumor going around that Andy, also known as the Golden Refugee spent his birthday with two other birthday boys, Shaggy and Jonathan Lipnicki as they caroused the city in revelry...
Heather and I played the Boston version of Monopoly tonight and I have to say it will be exciting to be working near almost 60% of the landmarks listed on the board...
there's Faneuil Hall,
Union Oyster House,
and
Heather was giving me a run for my money with her ownership of the board...
But I lucked out and was put in jail for the duration of the game...
Because Heather rolled snake eyes
So I am off for a few more days and Heather told me this place is not very homey...
But the living room has a huge window pointing at the upstairs neighbor's stairs...
so I tried to disguise it as a setting for our wedding photo...
Then the spare room is kind of funky and if any one comes to visit they have to walk around our bed to get to our bathroom...
The bathroom is probably the worst in the place since the design is from when television was in Black and white and people were talking about those new horseless carriages...
And to make matters worse I am trying to decorate this with pictures in wooden frames that clash with the wood panelling...
The Strange Brew Tavern is where we found ourselves last night...and with the most drafts on tap in New Hampshire we thought we would be able to get what we wanted...One drink Heather was very fond of was the Seadog Blueberry...
which she even tried in a Black and Blue...(a variation on the Black and Tan I had tried recently...this with Guiness on top and Blueberry on the bottom)
And Heather says it was good...
Here's to another month before this site gets shut down...
For nostalgia here is the first picture on Dusty's Thinking in those early days...
This is me downtown celebrating the fact that I start Monday morning as a Jack-of-all-trades at one of the television stations in Boston...It seems like a pretty cool place and I am right downtown for work...So if I get stuck in town for any reason the nightlife might be cool to check out...
And the lucky station to employ me is...WHDH the NBC affiliate.
This morning I woke up and whistled as I walked into the kitchen to get ready for the final day of job hunting...When I got my dress shirts I had just washed out to iron I found out that a pen had been left in the wash and had damaged my shirts...So industrious me decided that my polo would have to do...and I didn't feel I had time to take it off so I ironed it while wearing it...This was going to be one heck of a day.
This weekends reports would not have gone off as well if it weren't for the support staff
Hooter made his cameraphone available when mine was not able to get all the shots we needed...
Andy also made use of his cameraphone for the cause...
Chainsaw told me to stick the camera where the sun don't shine...
Brian Bauder edited some of Verizon's ads out of the entries on the trip up...
And Justin... 
Well...Justin we left for dead in the mall...
This is the crew as we posed for a rare serious moment...(clockwise from bottom left) Chainsaw, Myself, Hooter, Andy, Justin
The music was hopping and there were people dancing everywhere...
I saw four girls who decided they were going to get on the already overcrowded stage...
And when they were knocked off by the girls already on the stage a catfight ensued...
The police had to break it up and arrested a few scantily clad girls...
We went to dinner at Arnie's and you could tell we had lived together since we were eating off each others plates...
We digested our food over a game of Teams of Enemies...Chainsaw kept complaining about how horrible he was doing...(but ended up winning)
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Where Chainsaw had too many Coronas in celebration and broke into song again...(not shown here)
Andy said it was time to leave...
I decided to leave that boring bar and went out on my own...where I ran into Lisa Tallman...
Once we got in we went to the television station where Andy got to see a stack of broken tv's that still hadn't been fixed since we had been there...
Justin spent some time in the control room adjusting things...
Chainsaw couldn't find anything to listen to at WQKE, the radio station... 
But Andy found just what he was looking for...
Justin found Hooter having a Quick'n'Easy in the Downer...
We got to campus and discovered that they had not heeded Chainsaw's complaints on the art... 
Andy gave it his best to tear down a truly offensive piece to no avail...
We had a hard time getting in since all the doors were locked to our old communications building... 
Justin decided then was the time to whip out another lunchtray and break it over his head...(which happened to be the key to getting into the building)
We waited and waited...
They finally arrived and the day was on...
After the team photo we stopped by WPTZ, my old station to see what had changed...Hooter still works there...and so we tried our hand at anchoring
Chainsaw used to work there and he wouldn't come inside or even look at the place...We won't go there...
But we got some weird shots out of our system before venturing over there for old times sake...
Cold Cheese Pizza...a North Country specialty
This was the last time my phone worked...the battery died soon after and we had to use Hooter's phone for the rest of the night.
So I decided to try and figure out the commuter rail system and got completely lost in Lowell, Mass...I found a comic book shop and went in to ask for directions out of Lowell...that's where I met Larry Doherty, the proprietor of Larry's Wonderful World of Comics...He asks me if I'm new to town and I tell him about myself...Once I'm done he says, "Give me your resume, I got a buddy of mine that might be able to get it in the right hands." I think, "Why not?" since I had a cancelled interview I just happened to have a tape and resume in the car...So I get it for him...then he says he's gonna do some research over the weekend about which commuter rail stop I should take and so I should call him on Monday. (If you need something done, go to your local comic book shop...It's where things happen)...
As I left the store I realized I never found the commuter rail and I still had no idea how to get out of Lowell...It's a good thing I have Hooter on the line so when I am lost in any city in America...He can guide me out of there...Thanks Hooter, See you in a couple hours
I'm now off to Plattsburgh (see map below)
I'm first heading down to Boston to try and insure I have a job in the television business...(planned path in Red)
No matter what though I am heading up to Plattsburgh, NY where I went to college for Alumni Weekend... (planned path in Blue) I'm hooking up with my old buddies...
we're gonna get drunk...shoot some stupid video of chainsaw or andy doing something silly and then I'm going to climb one of the campus buildings like I used to...
by the end of the night some one's heart will be broken...and if we're still awake at that point we're going to paint the town red
After all that we are planning to dash up to our old stomping grounds in Montreal and hit the nightlife for old times sake...
Justin is going to try and get arrested.
And get cheddar down from the overhang of the windows...
They were fired up today because the Board of Health moved in next door and there's one lady from there that has been giving them problems complaining about how they touch the ice...I've personally never heard of anyone getting sick from a pizzeria...
The cats watched the day pass by with a certain amount of calm...
Which I decided to order a variation of it in a Pumpkinhead Ale on the bottom and Guinness on top. Because, you know what? I'm not to fond of the English either (Wankers)
And while I was imbibing the wonderful mixture of stout and pumkin flavoring we met some guys who had lived in Charleston as well and they had moved back recently before us...Mikey the short one introduced me to a drink called "Tawaka"...I didn't get the spelling and when I google it I only get references of a special bird...I don't want no stinking bird I want a liquor with a Grand Marnierflavor in the beginning but ends with the taste of butterscotch...Mmmmmm...anyway it is supposed to be a great Italian drink and Mikey and his buddy Billy love it...
There was one girl who walked into the place that got every guy to look her way...She wasn't very attractive but she was wearing a shirt (if you could call it that) that covered her sides but revealed her front so much so that it left little to the imagination...I was allowed to mention that it was to cold to wear that but could not take a pictue...Mikey did get her number so he could probably tell you more about her...
Tommorrow I continue my search for the dream job...hope I'm not hung-over.
So I made it to WHDH where I went through a five hour interogation at the station...I met with the Chief of Operations and he had a lot to say about how great everyone was at the station...So if I worked there I would be great as well, Right? Anyway...I saw my old news director there and we got to talking about how great the technology is over at my last station...IT WAS GREAT...most of the Boston stations have not made the switch to tapeless format...and WCSC is preparing to go to the new cameras, P2...Good luck guys...I guess I'll be in Beta land for a few more years...By the way the interview went well...I just need to negotiate price...since this is a union shop this is my only chance to negotiate for myself...The reason it went so well is probably because of my lucky tie.
I am drunk from celebration right now and that is why the post may not make sense...Sorry
I'm driving to Boston today to see what fortune awaits me in the big city...I've got my Dodge Dynasty loaded up with resume tapes and resumes to give to anyone who will take one...and if I don't get any feedback from these places I know I can always get some work overnight at another job
There is a wonderful thing called a "24 Hour Diner" The Red Arrow Diner is on of these magical places...It was selected as one of the Top Ten Diners in America by USA Today a while back and so Heather and I chose to go there for Heather's Birthday breakfast...
Once you got inside you could see the waitstaff bustling behind the counters to get everyone's orders served PRONTO...after standing in the doorway waiting for some seats we sat at the bar and met Elaine, the woman who would be serving us...She tells me that if the food doesn't come out in 20 minutes she goes back there to give them a piece of her mind...It came out in about 6 minutes...The people sitting next to us (wearing NE Patriots garb from head to toe) told us about the famed cream pies they serve here...and we found out that the diner is open every day, every hour except 16 hours on Christmas eve...Elaine told us that on each holiday they sell about 800 pies and that only one lady makes them...
we decided to wait until Thanksgiving for the pies and ordered some of their popular dishes...Mine was the Kielbasa and Eggs, and Heather ordered the Pork Pie with Eggs...Now I know why the people seated next to us choose to come here every Sunday...Mmmmm
This is Jeanie Witcher...and even though she pointed out that they are both names derived from magical beings and she has the most stunning emerald colored eyes to go with her happy disposition...That's not the most amazing thing about Jeanie...Would you believe that three people were put away in Federal Prison for up to twenty years because of her?
Today is the day three wonderful people were born...Heather Hamel Wood, Pete Simmons, and John Lennon...Happy Birthday you guys and long life to ya!
I am back in the reigns and running the site again...Heather was telling me all day there are still boxes to unpack but you have to have priorities...Hooter might be able to access the site again so don't blame me...I was really glad he was able to help out...THANKS HOOT...Oh by the way I'm staying at your house when I come up for alumni weekend...hope you don't mind...I updated some of the posts with extra pictures and whenever I added stuff to previous posts I left Hoots stuff in there and added mine in italics...so you can see it easier if you just scroll down... 
The trip was a tough one...we had ordered a U-Haul that was 17 feet long and a tow dolly for the car...what we got was a 26 foot standard diesel piece of junk...I could n't hear myself think...and when you only have half a foot margin of error on either side of your truck you should think in peace...Also Heather and I had to drive seperately and let me tell you it ends up taking longer because you get tired faster when you are alone...Or it could be the fact that I was constantly fighting the truck to stay on the road...We ended up driving through DC and Baltimore and the tunnel was neat...(lies) and I also like the Delaware Memorial Bridge...(untrue) But we got here and had a few of our friends Mike Murphy and Tom come over and unload the thing...and we dumped that truck off at UHaul that night...
Now Heather starts her new job on Monday and I have to go find something to do because the money tree is getting ready for winter...Wish us luck...By the way comment if you still are reading this I'd like to take a tally...for content purposes...MWAH MWAH MWAH
This is just one of the millions of pizzerias in Manchester...and here they double as bars, diners, and arcades...The one down the block from us is voted the best breakfast in New Hampshire...It's called Papy's Pizza and I haven't braved the breakfast yet but their pizza is pretty good cold the next morning.
The wood paneling in the apartment is throughout the apartment so we went out and bought like seven wicked cool lights from walmart...each $8.49 no tax and when we got to the cash register the cashier said...Ooh! Classing up the joint! I wasn't sure if they were mocking us...but after a full day of unpacking I just wanted to sock them.
Some folks like to get away...take a holiday from the neighborhood. Have a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood. But I'm taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River line. I'm in NEW YORK STATE OF MIND!
The land of Kevin Smith, Bruce Springsteen...and nasty traffic. Hooter crashed his car here once. Cars like to come to a dead stop in front of you when your traveling at speeds of 65 or higher.
Craig Birnbach who hails from where this picture was taken told me that it was illegal to pump your own gas in Jersey...I did'nt believe him but once I saw it remembered that he said they grift you...so I watched him
Dusty and Heather break free and re-capture the cats. Pete and Cheddar plot to try and escape again somewhere in Pennsylvania.
The cats decide that Virginia is where true happiness is. They band together and leave Dusty and Heather tied up in the room and go looking for Purina.
Heather is jealous of Dusty's new found hotel skills. She decides to take on a second career as well. In two years, they will be big shots at Microtel.
Heather and Dusty stop to crash for the night. Dusty gets them a free room after he offers to do security work for the night. He spends the night knocking on doors to make sure that the guests are following the rules. He ends up busting an old lady who tries to smuggle in a ferret.
Dusty stops for a quick picture before heading to the White House to let President Bush know just how he feels about the new Supreme Court nominee. Dusty wants to be considered for the job. After all, he's got as much experience.
Pete spots a hitchhiker and laughs. And then he tries to block out the Frank Zappa that Dusty has blasting in the truck.
Now that Dusty is leaving...the south may finally rise again. Look out New Hampshire.
Cheddar contemplates the big move. Do cats like climate change? We'll soon find out.
DUSTY DRIVE BIG TRUCK TO NEW HAMPSHIRE. WILL HE CRASH OR GET 15 SPEEDING TICKETS ALONG THE WAY? HOW MANY TIMES WILL HE STOP TO CHECK OUT BIZARRE ROADSIDE ATTRACTIONS? GOOD LUCK...AND GODSPEED!
DUSTY GETS HIS RIG. AND THEN HE GETS THE IDEA TO FILM A 5TH SMOKEY AND THE BANDIT MOVIE...AND CONVINCES BURT RENYOLDS TO DO IT OVER A PLATE OF GRITS.
This woman....
a. won the lottery and is giving it all to hurricane relief.
b. loves Time Bandits as much as Dusty
c. Has had contracts put out on her life.
d. has two fake legs.
The answer...C
When the master returns to his blog...he will share the saga with you.
Heather and I stopped over at our favorite watering hole in Charleston, The Noisy Oyster, and had a few before starting the last minute packing...I saw a guy who was smoking Marlboros next to me...He was taking the cigarettes out of the bottom...Weird huh? Well I asked him why and he told me it was because he had spent a lot of time in South America...that when people wanted to bum cigarettes they would put their fingers on the tobacco end thus not tainting the filters that he would have his lips on...Good thinking...well his story gets even more interesting he spent some time doing counterterrorism and was with Oliver North when they captured the hijackers of Achille Lauro...He then told me that only recently he had run into one of the former hijackers who was living down the road in Hanahan...after he had gotten out of incarceration he relocated to SC to start a new life...They have budded a friendship...Now he is on his way to Iraq as an independent contractor for a year...I wish him well...It's funny what you learn from asking a guy why he takes cigarettes out of the bottom.
