The garage is all cleaned out and ready to go for summer. It took a couple of hours to get the basketball game put together, but it’s really cool. I would have been happy with some kid-sized game, but I’m very pleased. I am still in the process of figuring out the best technique. With a York Golden Knight in the family I am starting at a disadvantage, but by having the home court I plan on doing a lot of practicing. I also got a couch from my parents for the garage, and eventually the basement. It’s wooden with vinyl cushions that must be stuffed with horsehair or something. My grandfather originally scored it from Chevy somehow. There are flat surfaces off the side of each armrest for food or drinks or whatever.
The new neighbor behind us is putting up a wood fence to keep his dog in the yard. From what I’ve seen so far, I think it is going to look nice. It won’t be much higher than my hedge. Controlling the weeds that grow at the base of the hedges has been impossible and for some reason I’m thinking that having this fence up will help. Once it’s up I want to pull all the weeds and throw some wildflowers seeds under the hedge and see what happens. Maybe it will give the weeds some competition.
There is a slide show on Slate about racist spokescharacters. Pictured above are the original orange and cherry “Funny Face” characters from Pillsbury. The funniest part is that they came out in 1964. I didn’t remember the brand until I checked out Ebay and it jogged my memory. As a kid I remember someone having those Funny Face cups. The racist merchandise must be worth a fortune.
Christopher Hitchens is absolutely 100% correct in his assessment of this country in the aftermath of the shootings at Virginia Tech.
http://www.slate.com/id/2164914/nav/tap1/
There is a trend in this country for people who have absolutely nothing to do with tragedies like this to find a way to makes themselves part of tragedies like this. It’s called “vicarious identification,” and I wish more people would come out and say, “It’s not about you” when the mawkish tributes are rolled out. I lived in New York in 2001 and knew people who lost family at the World Trade Center, I saw firefighters return to my local firehouse after a shift at ground zero, and I saw the pictures of missing people posted at Grand Central. I’ll never forget it, but I’ll also never forget that my role was spectator. It’s not about me and I’m so thankful that it’s not. Hitchens puts it simply as “One should express a decent sympathy for the families and friends of the murdered, a decent sympathy that ought to be accompanied by a decent reticence.” Instead of a campaign for decency, I’d much sooner get behind a campaign for decent reticence.
I can’t wait for the Sabres/Rangers series to start tonight. This has all the potential to be a classic. All of the talking is really nothing that we haven’t heard hundreds of times before, so it’s not even worth trying to put it into context or respond. We won’t know who speaks the truth until we find out who wins the series. It would be incredibly thrilling to win and just as devastating to lose. I guess we’ll see.
The new neighbor behind us is putting up a wood fence to keep his dog in the yard. From what I’ve seen so far, I think it is going to look nice. It won’t be much higher than my hedge. Controlling the weeds that grow at the base of the hedges has been impossible and for some reason I’m thinking that having this fence up will help. Once it’s up I want to pull all the weeds and throw some wildflowers seeds under the hedge and see what happens. Maybe it will give the weeds some competition.
There is a slide show on Slate about racist spokescharacters. Pictured above are the original orange and cherry “Funny Face” characters from Pillsbury. The funniest part is that they came out in 1964. I didn’t remember the brand until I checked out Ebay and it jogged my memory. As a kid I remember someone having those Funny Face cups. The racist merchandise must be worth a fortune.
Christopher Hitchens is absolutely 100% correct in his assessment of this country in the aftermath of the shootings at Virginia Tech.
http://www.slate.com/id/2164914/nav/tap1/
There is a trend in this country for people who have absolutely nothing to do with tragedies like this to find a way to makes themselves part of tragedies like this. It’s called “vicarious identification,” and I wish more people would come out and say, “It’s not about you” when the mawkish tributes are rolled out. I lived in New York in 2001 and knew people who lost family at the World Trade Center, I saw firefighters return to my local firehouse after a shift at ground zero, and I saw the pictures of missing people posted at Grand Central. I’ll never forget it, but I’ll also never forget that my role was spectator. It’s not about me and I’m so thankful that it’s not. Hitchens puts it simply as “One should express a decent sympathy for the families and friends of the murdered, a decent sympathy that ought to be accompanied by a decent reticence.” Instead of a campaign for decency, I’d much sooner get behind a campaign for decent reticence.
I can’t wait for the Sabres/Rangers series to start tonight. This has all the potential to be a classic. All of the talking is really nothing that we haven’t heard hundreds of times before, so it’s not even worth trying to put it into context or respond. We won’t know who speaks the truth until we find out who wins the series. It would be incredibly thrilling to win and just as devastating to lose. I guess we’ll see.
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