Monday, December 31, 2012

Saturday, December 29, 2012


My 82-year-old mom on her daily 2 - 3 mile walk.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Friday, December 7, 2012


Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Coffee Break

I never drink coffee.  But if I did ... I would call it "Good Joe".

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

After hours at the Pet store

This is what happens when I am bored and looking through some of my old photos.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Monday, November 5, 2012

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Political Polling Math

WARNING:  Results of the Political Polling Match Equation may vary!

Monday, October 22, 2012

Deer Crossing?

Hey! I found a buck while hiking up Kennesaw Mountain today.

Falling Stars?

Went out early Sunday morning to view the Orionid meteor shower. Saw four falling stars but did not get a photo. However, did get this photo. I am debating contacting the authorities. I sure don't want to come off as some sort of nut case ... again.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Family Politics

So, as the election nears, I thought I would pass on this family story. One of my parents is a huge democrat … the other a loyal republican. For this story, it doesn’t really matter which is which. During the times when politics are discussed in our home and I am, or my brothers are witnesses, the scene plays out like this: My dad begins by dissing the opposition, heaping praise on his party of choice and slowly working himself into a political frenzy. As his face turns a bright red, he shouts out party slogans. No research needed. What is said in commercials produced by his party are 100% true … the opposing party ads are “Lies, lies, nothing but a bag full of lies!” All the while, just a few feet away from his fury, my mother sits quietly reading. After about 15 minutes of ranting, my dad stops to take a deep breath. At that moment, my mom closes her book, glances over her reading glasses, and quietly says, “And then I go into the booth and cancel out his vote.” My father storms out of the room and my mother continues her reading. As far as I know this has been going on during their over 60 years of marriage. They still are very much in love despite their political differences. So, to all my Facebook friends who continue to spew the propaganda of their party of choice and post their political messages … just remember this: Somewhere, someone is reading a book, watching a movie, or quietly enjoying the day just waiting to go into that booth in November and CANCEL your vote. I may be that person. But just like my parents … I still love you. ---Spiff Carner

Monday, October 8, 2012

Friday, October 5, 2012

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Thursday, September 27, 2012

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Vote Wisely

Story Time, Boys & Girls ...

A redneck walks into a Waffle House with a shotgun in one hand and pulling a Longhorn Steer with the other. He says to the waiter, "Give me a cup of coffee." The waiter says, "Sure, Bubba. Coming right up." 
He gets the redneck a tall mug of coffee. Bubba drinks the coffee down in one gulp, turns and blasts the Longhorn with the shotgun, causing parts of the animal to splatter everywhere and then the redneck just walks out of the cafe. The next morning the redneck returns to the same Waffle House. He has his shotgun in one hand, pulling another Longhorn Steer with the other. He walks up to the counter and says to the waiter: "Give me a cup of coffee." The waiter says, "Whoa, Bubba! We're still cleaning up your mess from yesterday. What was all that about, anyway?" The redneck smiles and proudly says, "I’m training for a position in the United States Congress. I come in, drink coffee, shoot the bull, and leave a mess for others to clean up. And then I disappear for the rest of day."
Moral of the story: NOVEMBER 2012 --- VOTE WISELY!

Replacement Refs???

With all this NFL replacement ref hoopla ... I decided it is time for a Milt Famey Story Time, Boys & Girls ... 

Once upon a time there was a terrible NFL strike that required the league to use replacement refs. Well, as it would happen, Milt Famey was hired as an NFL replacement ref, even though he had very little experience. All Milt had to do was to show up at the Georgia Dome three hours prior to the Falcons game wearing his brand new ref uniform and making sure he had his penalty flag and most importantly official NFL ref whistle. As you can imagine Milt was ecstatic. Unfortunately Milt had nobody close to him to share his excitement except for his best friend in the world … his dog, Mace. Now Mace was a great dog except he had one weird habit: he liked to eat grass. Not just a little bit of grass, but in quantities that would make a lawnmower blush. And nothing, it seemed, could cure him of it. Then on Saturday, the day before Milt was to be a replacement ref for the very first time … something terrible happened. While puttering around in the tall grass in his back yard, Milt lost his official ref whistle. He looked and looked, but it was nowhere to be found. As it was getting dark, he gave up for the night and decided to look first thing the next morning. When Milt awoke, he went outside, and saw that his dog had eaten the grass all in the area, around where he had been working, and his whistle now lay in plain sight, glinting in the sun. Going out to get his official NFL whistle, Milt Famey called the dog over to him and started singing, "A grazing Mace, how sweet the hound, that saved a referee."

Monday, September 17, 2012

Thanks Bobby Cox

Former Braves Manager Bobby Cox signs autographs with proceeds helping The Homeless Pets Foundation. A lucky winning family sits next to Bobby at the Braves-Nationals game on 9.14.12 at Turner Field.

CLICK HERE for a quick slide show.

Baseball been berry berry good ...

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Thanks Chipper!

Had a chance to see Chipper play one more time at Turner Field.  Does not seem like it was that long ago he was a rookie for the Braves.

Monday, September 10, 2012

Sunday, September 9, 2012

"Old Man Football"

For all DAWG fans who remember Missouri defensive tackle Sheldon Richardson's remarks last week about Georgia's style of play.

Friday, September 7, 2012

The Empty Chair

According to Clint Eastwood ... Romney’s aides wanted to know what he planned to say at the RNC, to which Clint responded, “You can’t do that with me, because I don’t know what I’m going to say.”

Really? Anyway ... the empty chair is now a part of political history. And it is so easy to have fun with it.
By the way ... this is NOT an endorsement for any candidate. They are all empty chairs if you ask me.

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Tuesday, September 4, 2012


Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Wisdom from Groucho Marx

"Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."

Sunday, August 26, 2012

If it is not true, it oughta be!

When Apollo Mission Astronaut Neil Armstrong first walked on the moon, he not only gave his famous "one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind" statement but followed it by several remarks, usual communication traffic between him, the other astronauts and Mission Control. Just before he re-entered the lander, however, he made this remark "Good luck Mr. Gorsky."

Many people at NASA thought it was a casual remark concerning some rival Soviet Cosmonaut. However, upon checking, there was no Gorsky in either the Russian or American space programs. Over the years many people questioned Armstrong as to what the "Good luck Mr. Gorsky" statement meant, but Armstrong always just smiled.

On July 5, 1995 in Tampa Bay FL, while answering questions following a speech, a reporter brought up the 26 year old question to Armstrong. This time he finally responded. Mr. Gorsky had finally died and so Neil Armstrong felt he could answer the question.

When he was a kid, he was playing baseball with a friend in the backyard. His friend hit a fly ball, which landed in the front of his neighbor's bedroom windows. His neighbors were Mr. & Mrs. Gorsky.

As he leaned down to pick up the ball, young Armstrong heard Mrs.Gorsky shouting at Mr. Gorsky. "Sex! You want sex?! You'll get sex when the kid next door walks on the moon!"

Saturday, August 25, 2012

RIP Neil Armstrong

I just HAD to take a photo of the moon tonight in honor of Neil Armstrong.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Monday, August 13, 2012

Farewell to "The Closer"

Final episode of "The Closer" tonight on TNT. One of my faves. Was lucky enough to have the opportunity to see the filming of an episode and have lunch with the cast and crew several years ago. Did meet all of them but only got photos of a few.  CLICK HERE for a quick 6-photo slide show.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Thursday, August 9, 2012

Milt Famey ... The Beginning!

Once upon a time way back in the 1950s, there was a young baseball player named Milt Famey of the Milwaukee Braves.  Milt was a natural -- a once-in-a-lifetime phenom whose fast ball blew away the best hitters. His 90 MPH curve ball would start out like it was going to hit the batter's ear, only to break at the last instant and hit the outside corner of the plate for a strike. Milt’s change up made the best hitters in the league cry.  He was indeed awesome!  Why then, you might ask, is Milt Famey not in the Hall of Fame? Alas, like many others before him, Milt's downfall was demon alcohol.  He really liked to tilt the glass. His drinking became almost legendary around the country, but he never let it affect his pitching until The Braves and the Yankees were in the World Series.  The series was tied at three games apiece, and the Braves were in New York for the seventh and deciding game.  The night before the big event, Milt's thirst got the better of him. He sneaked out of the hotel after curfew, and bought himself two cases of beer.  As you might imagine, the next morning Famey didn't feel too good.  But being the pro that he was, Milt managed to do just fine -- until the bottom of the ninth inning. With the Braves ahead by one run, two out, and the bases loaded, Milt’s revelry from the night before finally caught up to him.  Eight straight pitches -- eight straight balls. He walked in the tying run and the winning run, thereby, losing the game and the series.  After the game, a reporter went to the jubilant Yankee's clubhouse and spoke to the last two players that faced Milt. "Tell me," the reporter asked, "to what do you attribute this victory over the best pitcher in the major leagues"?  In unison the Yankee players replied, ... "It was the beer that made Milt Famey walk us"!  And now you know … the rest of the story!

Friday, August 3, 2012

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

It's for YOU!

Just got my 4th or 5th phone call from Atlanta Mayor Kasim Reed. I feel honored that he thinks so highly of me as to want my help. I also feel that he must think I am a complete idiot with a very short memory as his honor has repeated the same message to me (word for word) each time he called. I am happy that all the problems in Atlanta have been solved allowing him the time to contact me every other day, but I'm afraid his constant calls have alienated me to his message. Sorry Mayor Reed. Hope I remember to go to the polls on the 31st. With my short memory problem I may forget all about it.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Back in the saddle ... for a day.

I’ll be joining Susie Q Wednesday morning from 6-9 on Classic County Q97.3 and Q99.3 in Chattanooga. Listen live HERE.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

The Circle Fly

Once upon a time the Democrats and Republicans decided to have their Presidential debate in the American Heartland.  So the stage was built against the backdrop of a Midwestern farm.  But the debate couldn't get started because of all the flies buzzing around the heads of the two Presidential candidates.  Both candidates demanded to know why the flies wouldn't leave, so the farmer (who owned the farm where the debate was being held) explained to them, "Well, those are called circle flies. They always circle around the back end of horses." In unison both candidates angrily replied, "Hey, are you saying that I'm a horse's behind?" The farmer answered, "Oh no!  I would never call someone a horse's behind.  But it's hard to fool them flies though."

Friday, July 13, 2012

Yipes! Can't be ... can it?

Can't believe that the Rolling Stones have been around 50 years!  Seen them in concert three times.  This shot was from the very first time in 1981 in Rockford, Illinois.  I was working at WZOK radio at the time and had great seats right up front.  Ticket price ... $15.

Thursday, July 12, 2012


I wonder how it leaked out that our Olympic Team uniforms were made in China???