A Commentary on the Cardinals, Blues, Rams, and More
It’s been a sad week for St. Louis sports fans. Our beloved Cardinals saw a season-ending injury (again) to ace pitcher Adam Wainwright. The Blues had an abrupt end (again) to an incredible season. We are planning a new football stadium (again) for a team that doesn’t exist, as it continues to look as though the Rams will be moving back home to California for the 2016 season. Continue reading
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I can’t decide how I feel about this. I read the book, and enjoyed reading it because I enjoy reading. I didn’t hate it, but it was kind of like drinking diet soda. It could have been so much more.
Now it is going to be on TV this summer. I am sort of undecided about watching it or not, but the truth is I probably will do so, but with low expectations. A movie version has an opportunity to be an amazing improvement, but that is not the reputation of the made-for-TV variety of film.
If it doesn’t impress me, though, I may just feel like the pet chimp in the story:
Atilla. Angry.
Thoughts?
I don’t particularly like bugs, but I have been waiting patiently to see a particular one crawling slowly across my Scrabble board. It usually feeds on still-growing plants, though, and not those that have have been cut into wood tiles with letters and numbers on them.
It’s this little guy (about 1,000 times larger than actual size in this photo, unless you are viewing this on an iWatch):
It may look nasty, but its size means it wouldn’t hurt you much if it bit you by mistake. But in a game, it would certainly earn you big points, because it is only likely to be played as a bingo. It is a type of WEEVIL, which isn’t a bad Scrabble word, either. However, this bug is called a ZYZZYVA. Continue reading
NASA asked me to post a picture or video of my favorite place today. I just posted on Facebook my favorite picture of a place, the Golden Gate Bridge from 30,000 feet while on our way to Hawaii in 2012. But that’s not my favorite place. I have loved most of the places we have been, but is one of those my favorite?
As much as I wish I could say that my home state is my favorite place, I just can’t. I love living here, but life itself is more challenging than you want it to be, sometimes, which means a favorite place really has to be a getaway for most people. It does for me.
My favorite escape is Hawaii, even if we have only escaped to the most touristy island, Oahu. It’s hard to get much further away from life at home and still be in the United States.
Jennifer has taken two pictures of me standing out on the lanai of our hotel room, just looking at the ocean, feeling the breeze, and relaxing. But this picture sums up our visits for me, and celebrates Earth in general. This photo was taken at what may be the only time I have truly felt heartbroken at the end of a vacation, the sunset on our last full day on the island.
Waikiki is full of concrete, signs, automobiles, asphalt, and humanity, but nature still finds a way to show its beauty.
Earth day is Wednesday, April 22. NASA gives us a way to celebrate our home:
http://www.nasa.gov/content/goddard/on-earth-day-show-nasa-how-there-s-noplacelikehome#
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Three times I have been to Orlando, Florida, home of Walt Disney World, and today I am going to write about something I saw in the Sunshine State that I could see on a bike ride from my house when I lived in St. Louis: The Budweiser Clydesdales. I am, of course, writing about SeaWorld.
150 years ago at this time, the American Civil War was all but over, General Lee having surrendered to General Grant just a few days prior to this date. The Union, it seemed, was saved. Years of bloodshed that tore the nation, states, communities, and even families apart were finally and completely behind.
A sigh of relief.
A chance to relax, even if just a little.
Our American Cousin.
Our President.
Someone still fighting, and a single shot.
……………..
Is it strange that I am in mourning today? Two hours from right now will mark exactly 150 years since the discharge of a pistol was heard in Ford’s Theatre. It will mark a beginning of Abraham Lincoln’s final night in this world. By mid-morning he would be no more.
Yet he lives today.
I have been to Ford’s, the White House in which Lincoln served the nation, statehouse where he served the people of Illinois, and his home in Springfield. I have been to his grave. I have walked through reproductions of his early life and childhood. I feel like I knew him.
Is it strange?
Raisin on the trail a block from our house.
Punkin was a zig-zagger when we walked her. The grass was always greener on the other side of the sidewalk, from where she had just crossed and now wanted back again. It was just annoying enough to make me proclaim to Jennifer, “I will teach our next dog to ‘heel.'” Raisin had other ideas.
Another Quentin Tarantino or Stanley Kubrick film?
What can I say about a 115-year old book that has for 75 years been a movie and long ago became a well-loved classic? I guess all I can do is tell you my experience, and try to bring Dorothy home one more time.
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