Well, due to some misreading on my part I never made it to that Dirty Projectors show on Saturday night because…it was on Friday. Oops. But, that was only a small hiccup in a weekend already full of social activities, so no big harm was done (though I did hear through Wgo that Alex thought it was a good show). (more…)
Well folks it’s that time of year again. I’m a huge baseball fan, but anyone who still calls baseball the “National Past-time†has got it wrong. Or maybe it is still the national past-time and football is the “National Sports Obsession.†Either way, the waiting is over, the season is here, and I’m as excited as can be. (more…)
Well, let’s face it folks, no matter which side of the aisle you’re on politically, there hasn’t been much to smile about when it comes to Congress’ work this summer. One side postures, the other side complains, and you know that if the roles were reversed, it’d be the same old thing. (more…)
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I don’t have many high opinions about art. If anything, I mentally turn and bolt in the other direction when I feel something akin to an artistic prejudice take hold. Perhaps Tony Gwynn says it best: “Once you’re where you think you want to be, you’re not there anymore.†Now Tony was talking about hitting baseballs, but I hold that little maxim true for a good many things in my life, and art is perhaps the most important of those things. (more…)
(photo courtesy LSUSports.net)
Baton Rouge residents, along with Tiger fans around the world, are saddened today to learn of the death of Mike V, LSU’s tiger mascot. While Mike was a living symbol of the spirit of LSU in its entirety, he was always strongly tied to LSU sports, and as the embodiment of the passion that LSU sports fan possess, presided over numerous national championships in baseball and one in football, not to mention some others I can’t recall at the moment. So long Mike V, I’ll miss visiting you in your habitat when I ride my bike by the PMAC. I’m having drinks at the Thirsty Tiger at 5:30 in Mike’s honor. Come join if you feel so inclined.
The Major League Baseball season got into full swing today, and it’s good to have my old friend baseball back. I even timed lunch well enough to be sitting in front of the TV munching on a sandwich when Edgar Renteria put a really poorly thrown pitch into the center-right field stands in Philadelphia to put the Brave’s ahead in the top of the 10th to secure an opening day victory.
It’s been odd, the mornings having turned murky as of this last Sunday. I must have assumed that dialing up the clock an hour somehow also ratcheted the Earth’s slant also, and the end of daylight savings a little early would echo the usual switch on each end of the scale.
