I must admit, it’s a big week around here. The college football season begins in a big way this weekend. I resolve, as usual, not to wind up like Arlo above. I know it’s all a big racket, and I’ve certainly been critical of big-time college sports in the strip over the years, but then, doggone it, my alma mater has a year like last year. It certainly was one of the most interesting seasons ever; even non-sports fans were watching the replays and talking about the end of the Auburn-Alabama game. It’s going to be another exciting year for us, I think, but there’ll never be another last year.
234 responses to “All in the Game”
The only dystopian novels I have ever read are Brave New World, Animal Farm, and The Day of the Triffids. I have never reread any of them. Give me The Lord of the rings, Jane Yellowrock, and the Riddlemaster. And, as I have said before, I’ll start worrying about Ebola when I see my first case. Who wants to live forever, anyway?
I read The Day of the Triffids. Not bad SF, as I recall. Also saw the movie. At a drive-in. My date thought it was scary. I held her close and convinced her everything would be OK. Fond memories of that movie. 😉
4:16am – Finally on the downward swing. Really was hoping to be done by now, but alas, no rest for the wicked. I’ve got two full carloads and one special “kitty load” and I am done. Then I have a few hours at home until I pick up my sister and BIL in Ohio, drive up to Fort Wayne (three total hours one way), celebrate grandma’s birthday, drive them home, go home, go to bed and then get up for work on Sunday and see what messes my assistants got themselves into.
BTW, I will be radio dark until the 9th. (I love Comcast. I love Comcast. I love Comcast…) Local paper runs this great strip; I’ll try to catch up with 9CL when I get back. Will try to pop in when I can in the interim.
Re today’s real-time: My inner carnivore agrees with Arlo’s sarcasm. And why does Kronjwonky (whoever) lie?
Good morning Villagers…
Sideburns….27 times is a lot of moving, I plan on not ever moving again….lived here 15 years and plan on dropping dead here 🙂 or the hen house!!
Jerry, that’s why I’ve labeled the web site in my bookmarks Whether.com.
Happy trails Indy Mindy.
Well, they’re all in…all 79,282, give or take 2 or 3. Had a disaster yesterday…ran out of gas euthanized some roosters and stressed hens. My son had to retrieve them out of the ‘kill’ box and break their necks. On the was home, I could see he was stressed, he said ‘yeah, it was pretty horrendous.” We were discussing yesterday the most humane way of ‘putting’ down the hens, and a fellow worker said he thought breaking their necks was quicker than suffocating them. All the CO2 does is take oxygen out of the air. I tend to agree with him. My son, Ian, says that roosters are harder to ‘euthanize’ because they have bigger necks
Thank you for letting me share that with all of you.
This ebola outbreak is alarming, as well as the President’s statement of “we don’t have a strategy, yet”.
Ya’ll have a blessed day
GR 😉 I remember drive-in movies too 🙂
…so true, so true….
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I don’t do Facebook…I’ll try anything once, and twice if I like it…..I didn’t try it again. It took a long time of lurking here before I mustered the courage to post…ya’ll just like fam damily 🙂
Debbe – 🙂
Debbe 😉 Yeah, drive-in movies were pretty memorable, alright. 🙂
I can remember when you first “mustered the courage” to join us here. Sure glad you did, hon.
Say goodbye to summer and sundresses.
http://www.thesartorialist.com/photos/on-the-street-goodbye-summer-florence/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+TheSartorialist+%28The+Sartorialist%29
I just looked up “The Day of the Triffids” on IMDB. I noticed a cast member who went on to star in the initial episodes of Doctor Who: Carole Ann Ford, who played the Doctor’s granddaughter.
Goodbye to sundresses? Nooooooooooo!
Jean dear, still wearing your flannel sundresses? 😉
Good morning,Villagers. I have a white sundress that I usually wear with cowboy boots. Two of my sundresses went to the church rummage sale. I don’t really like the look. I’d rather dress up with a nice top or mini or dress down with a tank or tee and shorts.
That’s OK; I’m not a doctrinaire sundress-lover. A nice top or mini or a tank or tee and shorts would work just fine, too. 😉
Heh, Stone Soup’s Alix is like a mini-Susie today. http://www.gocomics.com/stonesoup#.VACnrvldWmA
I was just like that when I was eight or nine
I usually go with a Hawaiian shirt or a printed t-shirt with shorts and tennis shoes. Add a baseball cap if I’m going to be outside.
The Man In My Life has several Hawaiian type shirts that he wears to cookouts and other informal parties. Personally, I wouldn’t be caught dead in one, but they are a strictly male style. In the same situation, I would wear a shell top and a miniskirt with huaraches or espadrilles. People keep trying to get me to wear gaudy costume jewelry with that type of outfit, but I am firm. Only plain gold. I know that makes me eccentric, but so be it. Tight gold necklaces show off my neck.
How sad, when all that is left is the discussion of retirement home dress.
Lily: Less is more. Especially in female attire.
Appropriate last name for this character: http://apnews.myway.com/article/20140827/us–bacon_arson-1fe4c91075.html
I hope they throw the book at Ms. Crispi. Not for the home arson but for felonious destruction of bacon.
Two elderly gentlemen were waiting for the elevator in the lobby of their high-rise retirement residence. When the doors opened, an equally elderly female resident stepped out, totally nude, and walked casually away. The first gentleman looked at the other one and asked, “What kind of dress was that she was wearing?”
“I don’t know,” the second gentleman replied, “but my wife has one just like it.”
Well, Ghost, it is getting time to get covered up again. I just got my Slight Curve Levis out of the hamper last night and wondered how the heck I got grape juice on them.
“Grape juice”? Sure. I believe that.
Some more kulture for ya…
“A man can never have too much red wine, too many books, or too much ammunition.”
? Rudyard Kipling
I didn’t type that “?”. It was definitely him.
Even more kulture for ya…seems a good time to reprise something I wrote a while back.
“Eulogy for the Sundress”
The sundress is gone, with its intriguing bodice,
but something comes to mind that gives me great solace:
As time progresses into colder weather,
the tighter the jeans and the snugger the sweater.
Sorry to bust your bubble, Ghost, but my jeans aren’t tight and I never wear sweaters. They make me sweat (hence the name?) Outside I wear hoodies and sweats, except when I go out, and then I wear my Burberry. At the office I wear mock turtles (I have a short neck) under my scrubs and a lab coat over all.