Thursday, April 9, 2009

Easy does it!

Don't bury me just yet. You thought old man Star had finally met his maker? "Star finally gets a blog and bites the dust." "Craigsy escapes the single A electro blog circuit and croaks!" Well you don't know Star. Am I right Sheila?

I am a Star and I am so proud!

Sometimes when I get sad, I look into the eyes of my beautiful wife of forty seven years and say to myself Craig, you've never been the sharpest knife in the drawer but I'll be damned if you didn't do something right in your life to get to where you are today...Junior Vice President of International Business Machines, a fullbred housetrained Tabby showcat and six dunebuggies.

And not one Cialis...NOT EVER. Because I don't need Cialis. Vouch, Sheila!

Charlie, I couldn't have said it better myself. Life really is a sweet fruit. Exhibit B:


Uncle Phil. Now I can hear the Surge generation already: "Earth to Craigster, Uncle Phil is Will's killjoy. He's lame!" Young man, here's a free lesson on the opposite sex. They don't want a poor boy from Philly. They want a powerful, portly lawyer who drinks an expensive cab (and rides in them daily!). They want a disciplinarian who's firm, yet soft when the lights turn low and the mood goes Manilow.

But the kids need everything in pictures.
"Chicks" don't "dig":

What "chicks" really "crave":
Sheila's got the bedroom eyes, so goodnight.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Hello Internet!

Hello Internet! Well first things first- my name's Craig Star and I m a Business Development Manager over at IBM. My wife's name is Sheila and we have spent 30 wonderful years together. She is my rock, my muse, and the lady that does my laundry HA! Just kidding baby :).
IBM's been good to me over the years, I started selling typewriters in an outlet store, uh ohh showing my age... I bet Sheila's laughing at me right now, and slowly worked my way up that steep corporate ladder to my current position of Business Development Manager. I work with some real characters. Like last week, Jeffery stuffed his cheeks with ham sandwich and tried to kiss Rachel in HR. He was spitting pieces of sandwich everywhere when he asked her if she wanted to smooch. She gave him this look like "Are you serious???" I laughed so hard that I thought I was going to have to go home early.

I m not sure if I get the Pepsi Generations taste in music but lets face it- we live in a grow or die world.








caUSE co-MOTION!- baby don't do it


Well I dont want to ramble on forever, I know you people have lives outside of my blog :).