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One More Down or: She’s Still a Good One

11 Friday Oct 2019

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Today is my sister’s xxth birthday. Because I would just be rehashing what I’ve written in the past, I’m reprinting last year’s post! 53283373_10219644516089770_7072976083200507904_n

Here’s your annual reminder that today is my sister’s birthday. As the title suggests, she is one of the good ones. While being a thorn in my side as we were growing up, she’s turned out to be one of my biggest fans… and one of my biggest critics, however, that’s brother/sister privilege, right? She gives me flack and no slack but she’s loving about it. I know that sounds like I’m pulling negatives, but I’m not. It’s actually things that make her extra endearing because she does it out of love. I guess I’ve always needed that.

I meant to mention her on The Less Desirables last night (I did actually mention it this past week), as I know she listens to that show. But, it was hectic. I did get to mention it on both The Man Who Ate the Town (I’m not sure if she listens to that one or not) (I did mention it on this one again) and The Beer Dads (she does listen to that one) (I don’t remember if I did or not).

I won’t say which birthday it is, but if you look back one year… you’ll be able to figure it out. Let’s just say there’s a “4” in it. She’s a good woman. A good mom. A good wife. Here’s to her. Happy solar circumnavigational anniversary day, sis!!

Love ya, sis.

Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
Scorp out!

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“Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you!” – Dr. Seuss

Seventeen or: My Boy

15 Wednesday May 2019

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Today, at 242p, my “itty bitty boy,” 3B, will be 17 years old. I remember getting up at 4am 17 years ago and getting his mother and myself ready to relieve her discomfort and welcome our child into this world. He didn’t want to come out, either.

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3B out with Dad

We were there by 530a and got settled in. The doctor came in and they started the “induction” process. When he did that, her “water” burst and we went through all the towels, sheets and pillowcases in the birthing room. Seriously, it was like someone turned on a water hose and left it laying in the yard. It wouldn’t stop coming.

The baby, however, did stop coming. He didn’t want to leave the comfort of the womb. In fact, he went backward. Instead of coming down toward the birth canal (yeah, I hate that term, too), he went further up in the womb. On top of that, as they had started inducing the birth, contractions had already started. But, the baby’s heart rate started going down each time a contraction happened. We started to get worried. The doctor, Doctor V as we called him, seemed only moderately concerned. He waited around for a bit and then went and did some “rounds.” It was like we had cut off the baby’s jacuzzi and he was mad!

We stared at the heart monitor and sure enough, every time a contraction happened, the heart rate diminished. The nurses came in and checked. My mother and her mother kept us company, but it really didn’t help much. Dr. V called a few times and around noon — remember we had been in this holding pattern since around 6a — he told us that he thinks it would be best to have a Caesarean Section since this heart rate issue was starting to concern him, too. We spent around two minutes weighing the pros and very few cons. We told Dr. V that the C-Section was a go.

We rolled into the operating room around 230p and they had her split open and the doctor and nurse were tugging hard and pulling her apart. I sat down by her head and she was numb but mostly lucid. She was being jostled and wanted to know what was going on. I sat up straight and realized that I was over the curtain divider. I could see everything that was going on. I told her I was going to watch. I have a hard time with blood and entrails and things but this was different. I watched as they pulled my child into the world. I had a camera and was taking pictures of this happening. The first thing I took a picture of? His scrotum. I had a son and dang it! I was excited!

We named him after my father (which is who I’m named after) and set on watching him grow. And grow he has.

He’s a very intelligent kid, almost a genius, but he won’t use that power for good, it seems. Like many his age, he’s content with putting his nose in a phone or computer and whiling away his life. Well, he finally found something that he’s into and luckily is very good at, cooking. He’s in the culinary program in the local trade school and we have a few plans for him once he’s out of school. He’s driving and with a “speed bump” (he says tongue-in-cheek) a few months back, he does well with that.

He has a job. It’s not often that our first job is actually in the field we want to pursue, right? He is working in a restaurant and as far as I can tell, he’s doing great there. I know the owner, the GM and the chef and they’re happy with what he’s doing.

He’s growing into a fine young man and I love this “boy” with all my heart. 17, 5’11”-6′ and into weightlifting, food and video games. He’s smart, asks a lot of questions, loves football and is all around a great kid. I got lucky, really.

So, happy birthday, son. I love you and cannot wait to see the impact you make on the world.

Until tomorrow, I’m wiping the tear from my eyes…
Scorp out!

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“There are two great days in a person’s life – the day we are born and the day we discover why.” – William Barclay

Maximum Beeman (For Real) or: Solar Circumnavigation

12 Tuesday Mar 2019

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Y’all! Yesterday I told about the Maximum Beeman thing and the video shoot, right? Well, today is truly the Maximum Beeman because Stephanie, The BCPF to you all, is celebrating her birthday today!!! She is the reason I’m alive, she is the reason I still breathe and she is the love of my life. 13263825_10208391649223307_3852685463805824025_n

I think her mom and dad must have been artists because she is one fantastic piece of art, my girl. She doesn’t even know how awesome she is, either. Even though she is my little introvert, when we are out, she pops into “temporary extro-mode” and kicks arse in front of the scenes. She doesn’t really like to do that, though. She is more like the stage director of a play. It all happens because she wills it but it’s the actors (usually me) that make the “scene.” She takes none of the credit, but I make sure to give it as much as I can.

I love this woman more than anything (other than 3B, that’s different) and I know she loves me. She never fails to let that show. I may joke around and say she watches me like a hawk, but, referring to my opening statements. I’m alive because of her. She is it! She is my love. She is my travel partner, business partner, life partner.

From our “board meetings” on Sunday mornings before getting up, to our rekkids days and Willows nights on Saturdays to counting down the days before we get to do all that over again… She is it!!!

I love you, Stephanie. I hope this birthday is the greatest yet and that next year is even greater. I love celebrating it with you. In another 44 years we’ll be having Hov-a-Round races around the rest home!

Until tomorrow, today is her day…
Tim out!

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“The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate.” –  Oprah Winfrey

My Dad or: Seventy-One is Beautiful

08 Tuesday Jan 2019

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My dad’s birthday is today. He’s 71. He’s more spry and agile than I am and I’m 23 years younger than him. Of course, he’s been physically active more than I have. He has worked hard as a laborer, office person, machine operator, truck driver, coal miner, and more. I have driven a truck and sat in an office for the last 24 years.

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The best job he’s ever done, though, and I’m sure my sister and brother will agree, is as a dad. Was he all up in our business? No. He wasn’t even home much when we were younger, especially me, because he was busting his tail earning “a living” for his family. He is the man I want to be and I know that no matter how hard I try, I’ll never equal that awesomeness. I can come close and I can do things differently, but I can’t equal that. Is he tired? Oh yeah. He realizes that his mind works at 110% capability like he was my age but his body is just not able to catch up and for him, that’s really frustrating. But, he is getting time to fish which is his new passion.

I talked to him this morning and when I said “happy birthday,” he said, “I noticed that.” He told someone that life is good. “I’m healthy. My kids (and their kids) are healthy. I have an amazing wife. What more could I ask for?” Yeah, he’s right.

I love you, Dad. Happy solar circumnavigational anniversary day!

Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
Scorp out!

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“Tryin’ to make a livin’.” – Tim Beeman

 

Happy Solar Circumnavigational Memories or: We Heard It’s My Birthday

20 Tuesday Nov 2018

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Today is 48 years since my birth. I am two years from 50, 12 from 60, 22 from 70 and so on. I used to think that 40 was old and here I am looking at the crest of the 50 Hill and thinking, this is old? Well, okay I feel old but really, that’s my own doing. I could and should exercise more or at least be more active. That would help greatly. Other than being big and lethargic, I’m actually healthier than I’ve been in many, many years and I’m happy about that. 20181120_153009

But, I was looking at something that my wife, The BCPF, or in real life, Stephanie wrote on Facebook to me a few years back. I’m going to just reprint that and let that speak for me today.

My dear Timothy G. Beeman II – On July 31, 2011 I made a vow to love you for the rest of my life. On April 18, 2012, while you were sleeping, I made another vow: never to waste a day of our life together – not to let a day pass without telling you I love you, not to drag out arguments over silly things just to be right, not to fail to appreciate you for exactly who you are. And what a wonderful life we have together – every day I laugh and every night I go to sleep knowing I’m loved. Your love for life is infectious and your hugs fix everything. You are the love of my life, my best friend, and my safe haven – and I’m so proud to be your girl. Happy birthday, baby 

Yeah, I love that woman and every birthday (and all the days in-between) that I get to spend with her, the more complete my life is. I love her. I love her. I love her. And, she’s with me, right beside me, not knowing what I’m writing and I can look over at her and realize that this is the life. Could we use more money? Yes, but I am the richest man in the world with her, if in love only. Happy birthday to me!!!!!!

Until tomorrow, when I’ll be even older…
Scorp (Tim) out!

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“It’s a scientific fact that he with the most birthdays lives the longest…” – Tim Beeman (Sr.)

Sounds Like Saturday or: Happy Birthday Demon

25 Saturday Aug 2018

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There were several celebrity birthdays today but I have to point out the one that made me the musician that I am, or at least got me into being a musician. He also taught me to be the best performer on the stage, own the crowd and command the attention. If you’ve seen me on stage, you know I try my dangedest to do all that. He is The Demon, Gene Simmons. He’s 69 this year. Happy birthday, Demon.

Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
Scorp out!

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“Life is too short to have anything but delusional notions about yourself.” – Gene Simmons

Love of My Life or: Happy Solar…

12 Monday Mar 2018

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Today is the birthday of one of my two favorite people in the world. She is the reason I’m alive. Not the reason I was born. That was Ma Mère. She is the reason I’m still here. She is my life. 27858508_10213835617759118_6002026166368483616_n

The BCPF was born on this day, a few years back. She’s still young. I could go into a 1000 word rant about what she means to me. But, I say that every year. All I know is that every year, every month, every week, every day… I love her more and more.

She takes care of me. She makes sure I’m eating right. She makes sure I’m taking my pills. She makes sure I’m using my CPAP when I’m sleeping. She nursed me back to health after my heart surgery (yes, we had a team but she was the leader of that team). Therefore, she is the reason I’m still here.

She is my biggest supporter in life, in business, in my performances, in raising my son. She takes care of her mother and anyone who needs her. She goes above and beyond for every single thing in my life. I know this is post has a lot of “me” in it. But, truthfully, I am nothing without her.

Are we the most disgustingly cute couple out there? Yep. Do we make people sick from our PDA? Yep. Do we care? Nope. I will shout it from the top of the Winston Tower with a megaphone if I needed to. I love this woman.

She has to work today. We will go out tonight for sushi with a couple of pals. We will work up a bigger deal a little later. Timing with her new job, the VSS show and the green holiday coming up, we want it to be when people can come and celebrate her like I do every day. She always makes sure that I have the shindig of the year and it’s her turn.

But, until we can have that special deal with her, FOR her, I want her to know that she means everything to me and I hope her birthday is unforgettable. I love you, Stephanie!

Until tomorrow, it’s all about her…
Scorp out!

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“Love is when the other person’s happiness is more important than your own.” – H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

Sounds Like Saturday or: Paul Stanley

20 Saturday Jan 2018

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Happy 66th birthday to one of my favorite rock vocalists and certainly my favorite rock front men! I’m just gonna leave what I feel is one of his best vocal performances ever.

Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
Scorp out!

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“You tell me that you’re leaving and I’m trying to understand. I had myself believing I could take it like a man. But if you gotta go, then you gotta know that it’s killing me. And all the things I never seem to show, I gotta make you see. Girl, it’s been so long, now tell me. Tell me how could it be. That one of us knows the two of us don’t belong In each others company.” – “I Still Love You” (Stanley/Vincent)

The Greatest Man or: 70 Never Looked So Good

08 Monday Jan 2018

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So, I know it’s cliche to say that your father is the greatest man you’ve ever known. I know that phrase gets over-used for whatever man is being talked about. But, I don’t care because, to me, Ma Père is the greatest man I’ve ever known. To me, probably the greatest man that has ever lived. While we don’t always agree on things like politics or religion (or the lack thereof), it’s still because of him that I strive to be respectful, honest, helpful, remarkable and someone that everyone comes to for “that thing that you know.”

My dad is the epitome of the standard. Not standard in the mainstream sense. Standard as in the bar is here, try to overshoot it. It never happens. No matter how hard I try I will never be that man. Perhaps to 3B, one day I’ll be that standard. But, for me, I can never meet or match the man that he is. I can find twenty more ways to say it but I mean every single word of it and feel about a hundred times more strongly than the words that I would write. He is my rock, my foundation and everything that I strive to be, not only in a man but being a father.

Today, January 8th, on a day that he shares with Elvis (he’d be 83, David Bowie (he’d be 71) and Stephen Hawking (he’s 76), Ma Père turns the big 7-0. I used to think 70 was old but I see him working just as hard as he ever has, just doing different things. I see him one of the healthiest people I know and strongest, still. So, it’s not old, it’s advanced. Here’s to you Pops! You’re awesome and I love you so very much. Happy solar circumnavigational anniversary day!!

Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
Scorp out!

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Happy Solar Circumnavi- or: You Get It

20 Monday Nov 2017

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So, yeah, today is my birthday. Usually, I talk about my birth and how lucky everyone is to have me in this world and all that… I kid, of course. But this year, I want to talk about my friends.23659703_10215470499381961_4147229112142808799_n

First, I want to thank my good friends, Chef Travis Myers, Chef Brent Andruzzi, Chef Terrell Anistead, Kelly Bone, Ryan Oberle and Erica (I don’t know Erica’s last name, sorry, dear). They all had a place for me to have a wonderful get together with such fantastic friends and such fantastic food and beverages. I also want to thank Will Kingery for having a restaurant the quality of Willows Bistro. So, thanks to everyone at Willows.

Next, I want to thank Paden and Stacy Verner, JD and Bethany Miller, Clay and Nicole Howard, Danielle Bull, Brittany McGee, my sister Leah and her hubs, Cory Skidmore, my Beer Dads partners Jon and Celeste Lowder, Paul and Susan Jones for being there with me at Willows. I am so lucky to have such great friends.

Thanks to my parents for teaching me the right way to live and how to treat people the way that I’d want to be treated. We don’t always agree but we always love each other.

Thanks to my awesome son, 3B for keeping me somewhat young. He’s also my sous chef and probably will take over the “family” kitchen before too long. He’s rapidly becoming a man and it scares me. I hope I do a good job raising him.

But, who do I have to thank the most? That’s right, you saw this coming, I’m sure, but The BCPF. Without her, I’d probably not even be here to celebrate this my 47th year and embark on the 48th. She has both taught me how and allowed me to love her to the moon, unlike any I’ve ever known. She is my everything. Without her, I’m lost and nothing. Stephanie, I love you!

But, also, I have those that I share a birthday with. My personal or Facebook pals, Patrick Ferguson, whom I’ve shared many a moment on stage, Jerry Cooper, Diana Westrick, Jennifer Paxton, Leigh Griffith, Alex Collins (wife of TC from Fan Interference), Julie Boehm, Lisa Baker, Stuart Hill, whom I’ve known since he was a kid (his mother was my 4th Grade teacher), Sherry Underwood – one my best friends in high school, Kelley Schroth and Stacy Jones.

I have “birthday twins,” too. The celebrifolk that I share it with. Maximinus II (Roman Emperor), Pope Pius VIII, Chester Gould (created Dick Tracy), Alistair Cooke (hosted Masterpiece Theatre), Senator Robert Byrd, Bobby Kennedy, Estelle Parsons (actress, played Roseann’s mother), Jim Garrison (played by Kevin Costner in JFK), country singer Curly Putman, Richard Dawson, Dick Smothers, Joe Biden, Super Dave Osborne (Bob Einstein), Norman Greenbaum, Duane Allman, Judy Woodruff, Joe Walsh, Richard Masur, Rodger Bumpass (Squidward on Spongebob), Frank Marino, Bo Derek, Mark Gasteneau, James McGovern, Sean Young, Jim Brickman, Mike D (Beastie Boys), Jimmy Vasser, Phife Dawg (A Tribe Called Quest, born the exact same day), Joey Galloway (WR in NFL), Joel McHale, Dierks Bentley, Dominique Dawes, Future (Rapper), Jeremy Jordan (CW’s Supergirl). That’s just a drop in the bucket. There are more, but these are the ones that stood out to me.

Happy birthday to me and all these folks. So glad I’m here to celebrate with all of them and you, Dear Reader. Thank you!! Don’t forget to come to Hoots Beer Co tonight for The Beer Dads recording!!

Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
Scorp out!

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