Baseball. A Cautionary Tale for Cardinals Fans.

I've avoided posting anything about baseball for weeks. After the Tigers fell behind in the World Series 3-1, I have only this to say: The Cardinals were up 3-1 in 1968 as well, and you know how that ended. I'd feel better if we had this guy from '68 to turn to, though...




If the Tigers lose, it will be the first World Series loss for them in my lifetime... and you now know I'm pretty old.

Diversion... Sunrise?

Time again to play a game.




What is this?

I'll give you a hint: It was taken at the NOTRA Other Breed Nationals on Sunday... Have fun. Post your guesses to the comments section.. we'll highlight the most entertaining guesses.
(And, of course, the correct answer... if there is one.)

Lollygagging in New Jersey

I have images we need to post, but will wait till we have the all-important high speed connection. We're in the New Jersey portion of the extended year-end trip, hanging out at Barlow Chevrolet in Delran- waiting to hand over all the money we made at the LGRA/NOTRA weekend, and more, for new water pump, hoses, belts, thermostat, coolant, etc. Now we have to start saving for the inevitable transmission overhaul. We know it's coming, we just don't know when.

Future posts will review the bizarre judging at the Region 6 regional, and we'll have to report how Rally did against the fast East Coast dogs at the racing nationals, and maybe even a review of the business in Elkhart that smoothed out our ride.

Till then....

What th...??!??!!!?!??

The photo in the previous post was taken Monday afternoon.

This was taken this morning.. Thursday.

Actually had near-whiteout conditions driving back from Ann Arbor this afternoon!

We gotta get outta here!! 

Who Needs A Stinkin' Treadmill?

Just showin' off the birthday present that will go a long way toward getting the girls ready for hunting season. About 5 weeks, and counting! 

Stoog-erific

I've read some funny stuff in my life, but this, from The Smoking Gun has got to be close to the top of the list.

You know how you always read about prima donna celebrities who have weird and strange requests, wait- make that demands- when they perform... special water, or sandwiches, cheeses, candies, etc? Well, TSG has obtained the concert rider of Iggy & the Stooges... unlike anything you've ever seen. It's long, 18 pages. I still haven't gotten through all of it, partly because I can't stop laughing.. unfortunately, I can't cut and paste a few excerpts here, because TSG has some kind of anti-theft geekery going on. Hell, I'm giving them the credit! Anyway, go read it all. It's worth it.

By the way, did I ever mention that I knew Iggy, way back in 1964, when he was still just little Jimmy Osterberg, drummer for the garage band, The Iguanas? A whole post in itself.

Political Hell...

I hate political ads. When they're from a candidate I disagree with, and they're negatve to boot, my blood pressure goes up; especially if they're total bullshit, (and aren't they all?). When I agree with the candidate, I still get upset because they're usually not pushing the issues that matter. They're all aimed at Joe Dufus and his inbred family who aren't even going to vote anyway.

So, it's bad enough this time of year, that we've got to endure congressional races, and senatorial races, and gubernatorial races for whatever state we happen to be in... but today, we're sitting in the ancestral home of all motor homes: Elkhart, Indiana. This stretch of the state, from South Bend to Elkhart is known as Michiana. Why? Because they're only a couple miles from the Michigan border. Know what that means? We're tortured by Indiana and Michigan political ads!

November 8th can't come soon enough! Geesh, another month of this crap.