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Wednesday, April 2, 2025

In My Footsteps Podcast Episode 189: Forgotten 90s Cereals, Blink & You'll Miss It Retro Pt. 4, Weirdest Sega Games, April Fools Prank Goes Wrong(4-2-2025)

 


Some forgotten 1990s cereals. Household products that came and went in a flash. Sega video games that had people shaking their heads.

Episode 189 is filled with nostalgia and that's no April Fools joke.

⚡ Blink and You’ll Miss It: Retro Edition #4 – From cleaning products to gadgets, we’re breaking down six household items that arrived with a bang… and disappeared just as fast. Did you ever own (or even remember) these short-lived creations?

🥣 Lost Cereals of the 1990s – The ‘90s gave us some legendary cereals… but we’re not talking about those. Instead, we’re diving into the forgotten breakfast bowls that had their moment before vanishing from grocery store shelves. Which of these would you bring back?

🎮 The Weirdest Sega Games Ever Made – Some of these sound like April Fools jokes—but they were real. This week’s Top 5 looks at Sega games that had players scratching their heads. Did you ever play these bizarre titles?

🕰️ This Week in History & Time Capsule – A look back at a notorious April Fools prank that once fooled an entire Boston TV audience.

Hit play and let the nostalgia roll! 🚀

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Monday, March 31, 2025

Initial Impressions 2.0 Blog #62: Blank Pages, Elder Squirrels, Pumpkin Smashing, etc.

 




1. We’re talking genius levels of stupid for this entry. I downloaded this writing software I’m currently using writing this, LibreOffice, for my work computer. It’s free and it’s very much like Microsoft Word. It’s a great program; that’s not the stupid part. No, that comes next. I needed to print something out. I sent the file off to the printer, and when I went to grab it, the pages were blank. I figured there was a glitch with the printer. Nope. It turns out I had the LibreOffice program set to dark mode. This meant that to see what I was typing, I had to change the font color to white. Do you see where this is going? I printed my file out that had white letters, on white paper. Yes, once I figured it out and admitted my foolish mistake, things were fine. But seriously? How did I not figure it out before printing what I thought were blank pages?


2. After the amount of fun and new experiences I had last week on a movie set, it was a bit of a hangover this week. Part of me feels like you do after having gone on an amazing vacation and then having to go back to your same old daily routine. You have this drop in energy and interest, at least for a little while, and you get used to being back at the grind. Another part of me feels like last week shined a light on what I really want to do, my passions. I felt so alive and excited being on a movie set and shooting content for my YouTube channel. It just makes my day job seem so uninspiring and boring. It is not my passion. So now the next step is how I get more of that passion in my life and let go of that which doesn’t fan the flames of those passions.


3. Not sure who was at fault here. I came to a 4-way intersection. I was turning right. In the other lane of the road I was taking, I see an SUV flicking their lights from normal to high repeatedly at the truck ahead of them at the intersection. In response, the truck slams it into reverse and goes back a few feet. They weren’t that close to hitting but it was obviously a stupid and aggressive move. I made my turn but slowed and rolled my window down to ask the driver of the truck what his problem was. He blamed the people in the SUV. Me? It was late, and I didn’t feel like eventually being interviewed by the cops, so I moved on. Before I got far, the truck peeled out and turned left. The SUV quickly followed. I will keep checking police reports as the days go by.


4. I find that no matter how old I get, anytime I see a plain all-white van, I immediately think the driver is some crazed lunatic on the prowl for unsuspecting victims. I am pretty sure that the companies that create these types of vans didn’t anticipate them being the preferred mode of transportation for serial killers and kidnappers, but here we are. Also, I don’t think they should lean into it and create some kind of ad campaign saying 8 out of 10 serial killers prefer X brand white vans for all of their murderous needs. That might not cause sales to increase, but what do I know?

Sure! I'll be right over, and never return.



5. I have signed up on a voice acting website. I figure, why not look for some potential voice-over work in addition to potential on-screen acting roles? The funny thing is when you do your on-boarding you have to list any accents you can feasibly do. I can put together a few words in Irish, English, Italian, Portuguese, and maybe French accents. I didn’t think I was skilled enough to do real voice acting in any of those accents. I panicked, though because you had to choose at least one. Then I scrolled down and saw North American(general), meaning my normal voice. I never thought to look for my own accent, oh well. I can do a sarcastic accent if that helps?


6. It’s spring again. Cue the rampant number of squirrels being flattened by passing vehicles. I have to wonder, if squirrels can figure out how to get into relatively sophisticated feeders, why have they not figured out that the giant things 100x their size should be avoided? Seriously, are there no elder statesman squirrels to share stories of the giant machines on the asphalt? “Back in my day, sonny I nearly was squished by the metal giant, but luckily I survived to share my story with you!”

Things you'd never see.



7. I have finally broken down and bought a mini-blender. This will be used to make breakfast smoothies. I am hoping it saves some money and also works to keep me on my diet. I am trying to be very regimented when it comes to counting calories. This means I have to measure everything I eat. Nothing wakes you up faster than pouring almond milk into a measuring cup and nearly spilling it all over the floor. The first smoothie I made was good but took way longer than I’d hoped to make. I’d say over time I’ll become a smoothie king, but there are already several smoothie chains, so I’ll just stick to making them for myself.


8. I went to the beach as I often do, to enjoy the scenery and listen to a podcast. The lot was mostly empty, and the day was gray and foggy. It made it easier to notice a car with its hazard lights on doing laps around the parking lot. I noticed it do probably 4-5 laps before finally leaving. That was weird. Then, a few minutes later, it happened again. No, not the same car. This was a totally different car driving laps around the parking lot with its hazard lights on. This car did close to 10 laps and was still doing them when I finally decided to leave. It was just an odd occurrence to happen twice back to back.


9. A tradition I have now is doing a video showing me destroying my Halloween pumpkin. I am always surprised at how long a pumpkin I bought in October survives. This year I had a vision in mind of the current pumpkin being tricked into believing it was going to visit its brothers at college. The idea concludes with me backing my car over the pumpkin. The only issue is how wacky it looks setting up the camera and doing dialogue talking to my pumpkin. I had to find a secluded area to pull it off and then hope nobody, especially the police, came by while filming. Not that pumpkin smashing is illegal, it’s just how do I explain what I am doing, especially as a man in his late 40s.




10. If you had told me when I was in my 20s, hell, even 6 years ago, that I’d be waking up voluntarily at 7am on my days off, I’d have wondered what happened to me. Part of it is that when I stopped drinking, I had no real reasons to be out super late so it became easier to wake up at 7, or sometimes earlier. I do wonder though if it is just something that happens as you age. Sure, I could fight it and stay up on nights off until midnight, but my mind goes to tasks I have to do in the morning and I end up in bed by 10:30. At this rate I’ll be waking up at 4am in a few years, and then comes dinner time at 4:30pm. Yikes.

Saturday, March 29, 2025

John Morgan and Pufferbellies: In Their Footsteps - Cape Cod History

c. Kings of Cape Cod


    One of the last true nightclubs that remained from Cape Cod’s Golden Age of the 1970s and 1980s, Pufferbellies’ story began in the waning years of the 19th century as part of the height of the railroad era in the United States.  

    The 12,000-square-foot brick building which would a century later house a legendary and sometimes infamous club, started its life in 1895 as a railroad roundhouse owned by the Penn Central company. The double-thick brick walls, which were installed to soften the sounds of the old-school railroad engines that would enter the roundhouse, would come in handy when the argument for turning the building into a nightclub came into play.

    Penn Central filed for bankruptcy in 1970 with many of its properties on Cape Cod going into limbo.  Much of the rail line east of Dennis would eventually become the route for the Cape Cod Rail Trail.  The twelve acres of land located between Iyannough Road and Center Street was seen as a prime location for a revitalization of Downtown Hyannis.  In the Summer of 1978 Leonard Healy, then-owner of the nearby Velvet Hammer nightclub, had attempted to purchase the land and had his offer rejected.  The property went back on the auction block.

    It was around this same time that a burgeoning Cape Cod legend was looking for a spot of his own.  John Morgan had been supplying locals with countless hours of fun with hisJohn Morgan Happy Hours’ for over a decade by the time of Healy’s failed bid for the former Penn Central property.  

    Morgan had debuted on the Cape at the Chuck Wagon in Harwich in 1965 when just out of college. He moved on to the Improper Bostonian/Your Father’s Mustache in Dennis Port before leasing the Sandy Pond Club in 1971 for three years and calling it The Groggery at Sandy Pond. Morgan played to crowds dotted all across New England, and these people became devotees

    On Cape Cod, after leaving the Sandy Pond Club he settled in as a regular performer at Dick Doherty’s Crystal Palace in Hyannis where Morgan remained for seven years. Eventually, Morgan had visions of his own nightclub and even offered to buy the Crystal Palace, but Doherty was not ready to sell.  So Morgan was on the lookout, which brought him to the former Penn Central property in downtown Hyannis.

    In late 1980, Morgan purchased the former railroad roundhouse from the Eldredge and Bourne Moving Company for $100,000 ($385,520 in 2025).  In early 1981, he made a pitch for a new nightclub, a place where the younger generation, locals and visitors alike, could congregate.  His plan was a 700-seat restaurant and club to be named Pufferbellies, another name for a steam locomotive.  The new nightclub was approved and from its opening on May 8, 1981, it became an immediate hit.

    “We knew it would be a home run,Morgan said,but it turned out to be a Grand Slam.”

    The 12,500-square-foot brick roundhouse could hold 1,500 people with a stage, three bars, and even an outdoor volleyball area. Although seen as mainly a nightclub and bar Morgan did receive an outside dining permit in 1983 so that if anybody did choose to eat they had the option of enjoying fresh air.  


Pufferbellies in 2013(Wikimedia Commons)


    Of course Morgan continued to draw in the crowds to his Happy Hours, so popular were they that special drinks and specials like two-for-one were not necessary to bring in the masses.  They came to see John Morgan, sing along with him, and be a part of the crowd. Musical acts from Boston-based The Freeze to nationally knownWeird Al’ Yankovic would come down to the Cape to take the stage at Pufferbellies early on.  In later years bands like Blue Oyster Cult, Sevendust, and Powerman 5000 would grace the stage.  The new nightclub was a hit.

    One big reason for the routinely packed Pufferbellies was the advertising campaign. The brainchild of Morgan and local radio DJ Gary Titus. Morgan bought "a thousand ads" to play on popular Cape Cod radio stations 106 WCOD and Cape 104.7 WKPE.  Titus put them together, and they hit the airways, making sure that twice an hour, people heard an ad for Pufferbellies.  The campaign worked

    Morgan had a staff of one hundred employees at his club dressed in button-down Oxford shirts with his nightclub’s name embroidered on them.  This was a stark contrast to some night spots at the time which simply dressed their employees in t-shirts.  Morgan’s care and attention to detail paid off.  

    After five seasons of running Pufferbellies Morgan was getting burned out. For example, Morgan stocked his club with only Budweiser beer. To keep up with demand, Morgan bought an entire tractor trailer worth of beer at a time. That adds up to a staggering 2,300 cases of beer.

    “It took a lot of work to have 1,500 people come in for the afternoon,Morgan said,and then have to get them out, clean up, and bring in another 1,500 for the night.”

    All of this added up to Morgan selling his nightclub in 1986 to Peter and Jeanne White, who owned the Boston Fish House, for $3.1 million($9 million in 2025).  He still performed his Happy Hours, but as far as he was concerned, his nightclub-owning days were over.  


The iconic sign and entrance in 2014(Google Maps)



    Within a few years though, Morgan had bought back his nightclub, however, the place was not the same. Without Morgan at the helm, Pufferbellies had suffered. More than that the times were changing in the late 1980s into the early 1990s.

    The liquor liability laws affected business. Harsher drunk-driving penalties made patrons think twice about heading out to clubs. These were a few of the things that led to Morgan shortening the club’s schedule. For the majority of the 1990s, Pufferbellies was only open two days a week, with Morgan saying in 2001 that business was only "a twentieth of what it was in the 1980s." He had wanted to use the brick roundhouse building for other purposes such as conventions, weddings, or other functions, but it never came to be. The changes eating away at the club continued until 2015 Morgan happily sold the property once and for all to the HyLine Ferry for $1.96 million.


Pufferbellies' website in 1999.(Archive.org)



    At its peak Pufferbellies was the place to go for fun and entertainment on Cape Cod. Morgan remembered how in the days before cell phones everybody had to make plans to meet out somewhere and there were fewer options, the drinking age was eighteen, plus the large Baby Boomer generation was in their prime.  

    Now there is an overload of options, the drinking laws are different with the age being twenty-one, and the Baby Boomers are becoming senior citizens. Times have changed but Morgan fondly remarked:We had a lot of fun.”

    Pufferbellies was the last of the giants of the Golden Age to fade away. However, John Morgan didn’t miss it once it was gone. He kept himself busy performing his Happy Hours and drawing in big crowds even as his health began to suffer. Right up until the end, John Morgan remained one of the Kings of Cape Cod.  

    John Morgan passed away on August 27, 2024, at the age of eighty. He was a major driving force behind what made the Golden Age of Cape Cod nightlife so special.


    I’d like to share a few personal John Morgan memories to close out this blog.

    When working on the book Cape Cod Nights in 2017 and 2018 I had a dream list of people to interview. At the top of the list was John Morgan. He was friends with my Uncle Bob but I tried not to use that as an in-road. I wanted my book to be reason enough for him to give me some of his time.

    I was thrilled by how accommodating he was. Friendly, warm, and very forthcoming with any information I needed to make my Pufferbellies chapter of the book the best it could be. I referred to him either asSirorMr. Morgan,although I think he would have preferred I simply call him John. To me it was showing respect to a man of his stature.

    All of the quotes attributed to John Morgan above are from my interview with him in 2018.




    I was honored that he came out to the launch of my Cape Cod Nights book. I made sure to acknowledge him to the audience so that he could get the rousing cheers he deserved. This became a fun running gag as my Uncle Bob, seated next to him, would raise his hand several times during my event so that he could again announce that John Morgan was there.

    It was through following the Kings of Cape Cod group on Facebook that I learned of John Morgan’s health issues in 2023. He hosted his final legendary Happy Hour on June 12, 2024, at Jake Rooney’s in Harwich. I could not attend, but little did I know that I’d get a special parting gift from the man himself.

    I got a message on Facebook from John Morgan on June 8th. He told me that his daughter had played my podcast episode where I recounted the story of Pufferbellies. He told me it was great and thanked me for capturing those memories.

    John Morgan thanked me. I responded how thrilled I was that he enjoyed it. I also thanked him again for being a part of my Cape Cod Nights book. I finished it off by thanking him for all of the good times he gave to so many Cape Codders. Yes, I also called him Mr. Morgan again.

    His response was a simplecrying tears of joyemoji. John Morgan passed away only two months after that message. I am so honored that he took the time in his declining health to thank me, me, for capturing memories of the Golden Age. John Morgan created those memories, all I did was write them down.

    Thank you, Mr. Morgan, for everything. Cape Cod was a better place for decades because of you.

    For those interested a memorial bench has been created in the memory of John Morgan. It is being dedicated on April 26, 2025, at the Hyannis Transportation Center at 209 Iyannough Road in Hyannis. If you are reading this after that date, the bench is there for you to visit.


c. Kings of Cape Cod