Skip to main content

OMG Will Summer Never End?

 I know. Why does an agnostic invoke God? But then when you think about it, being an agnostic is sitting on the fence. I nonbeliever friend of mine ate only fish on Friday. She claims she did it just in case they were right.

Back to the weather. Those of us living on the shores of The Inland Sea are experiencing the extension of a wonderful summer. Now, midway through September, our nighttime temps are in the high fifties, and our daytime temps range from the seventies to the eighties. This is all with low humidity and only seasonal rainfall. I put away my straw hats and Hawaiian shirts only because it's after labor day.

There's no doubt, the mere fact that I wrote about this the shorter days and cold north winds will force us to close our windows and begin the traditional hibernation ritual. Sorry!

The Punderfull Life


Sports The Endless Money Pit.

Quite by accident today, I discovered there is an American Football League in Europe. Another article accelerated and enhanced this startling revelation by discussing growing support for an American Professional Rugby League. Can Cricket be far behind?
Personally, I think that there should be a Riding Lawn Mower racing circuit with style points for the neatest and most efficient performers. 
While cup holders for beer cans would be legal helmets and seat restraints would not.
Let's face it, far more people mow the lawn than play golf, football, rugby, soccer, cricket, or baseball. It deserves a chance to reign as the real American Pastime.
I also read an article about chess. The disturbing part was it was on the sports page.
Chess is not a sport! How do I know and what do I base my opinion on? No one has branded or invented a  shoe, glove, or carry bag for chess, and they never will. I take that back. They might, but like a lot of the crap they make for sports, it's only for those that need to be noticed.





Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Diversity

As we look forward to celebrating the Pride we have in our Gay population, (Yeah, I couldn't resist the pun.) I'm pleased to report that diversity in the mix of our residents here in the Fox River Valley continues to surprise me. Example: As my wife and I waited for friends, in the lobby of the Marcus Hollywood Theater on the west side of Appleton, I witnessed three AfricanAmericann ladies buying snacks. Behind them was a Latino couple. At the end of the line, behind was an Asian fellow with three kids. We represented the WASP's. This is in a community that when I first visited in the nineteen sixties, if a black man walked down the street, he more than likely played football for Green Bay. After that, there was a rather pronounced immigration of Hmong and quieter arrival of Latino's. For a while, the worst keep secret was that the new Italian restaurant was actually owned by Mexican's. Since returning to the Valley, I've grown use...
Post a Comment
Read more

A rustle in the hustings

I am trying to stay away from politics on my blog. I know that some of my intended readers do not share my feelings. As well, I don't entice dialogue. Occasionally my readers will address something I've written about. For the most part, they are merely saying something like, "Oh yeah, I felt that way too," regarding some experience, that I related. However, I have to share these particular feelings about the new Ryan Healthcare proposal that is sailing through the House of Representatives. Market-driven healthcare provision: This concept proposes that if put on the free market health care insurance will become more affordable. The theory is there will be competition among insurers to gain market share and lowering the prices will be a possible outcome. None of the insurers want customers who are old people or people with a pre-existing health problem ( heart disease, cancer, etc...) Older people, who are not on medicare, have more health care ne...
Post a Comment
Read more

Ring The Bell

 It appears there is a tradition in the radiology department at Ascension Hospital that patients, upon completing their course of treatment, ring a bell. ( We know not for whom this bell tolls.) Ring the Bell with My Sweetheart Jeanne. Jeanne drove me to all but two of the appointments. Pam Frautchi took me to the other two. Today, after being zapped thirty-two times, I rang the bell. This begins a roughly one-month recovery period where the effects of the radiation abate and, I'm assured, a return to normalcy occurs. In my case, I anticipate more energy and greater awareness. Books, Books, & More Books I am simultaneously celebrating the end of the third year of volunteering for the All Saints Hunger Book Sale. Next week, we will wrap up the preparation for the sale and open our doors on August 3 for the public. I ran into this humourous but quite accurate cartoon on a T-Shirt that shows most of the volunteer's sentiments at this point. If you think the printed and bound p...
Post a Comment
Read more