The Drag

My pal, Joann Fastoff is finishing her new book, The Drag. It’s another novel featuring FBI agent Howard Watson. If you like thrillers, you’ll like this. Her books are crisp, intelligent, and best of all, entertaining!

Check it out:

The Work of God

hard-work[lounge lizard voice]

Okay, I’d like to take it down a bit now…

So yesterday, I’m reading the gospel of John:

25 When they found him on the other side of the lake, they asked him, “Rabbi, when did you get here?” 26 Jesus answered, “I tell you the truth, you are looking for me, not because you saw miraculous signs but because you ate the loaves and had your fill. 27 Do not work for food that spoils, but for food that endures to eternal life, which the Son of Man will give you. On him God the Father has placed his seal of approval.” 28 Then they asked him, “What must we do to do the works God requires?” 29 Jesus answered, “The work of God is this: to believe in the one he has sent.”¹

Easy enough, no?

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Who Can I Sue??

‘Tis the season, so everybody wants to talk about how dangerous football is. sylvester_and_tweety_1400x1050Mike Brown, owner of the Cincinnati Bungles and son of NFL icon Paul Brown, recently voiced his skepticism about the link between concussions and dementia.

If you don’t follow football—what the hell is wrong with you??—you may not have heard that a large group of former players is suing the league for concealing the risks of playing with injuries which could lead to long-term health problems.

Um, duh?

Even a human being as dumb as a football player, surely must understand that banging into another human being at a high rate of speed, repeatedly over several years, has got to be bad for you.

I know I’ve screeched about this before, but it really burns my toast when I hear this brought up again and again. Of course the media is lambasting Mr. Brown for his remarks. Yes, Mr. Brown is a bit “old school” and this kind of frank talk is to be expected, but c’mon people!

The default position in America today is that when something bad happens to us, first deny any personal responsibility and then find someone else to blame. Once that someone is identified, sue the socks off ’em!

Now, I suffered a few concussions playing football. Anyone who knows me, or spends five minutes with me, would definitively declare me impaired. Therefore, that must be the root of all my problems.

Anyone know a good lawyer?

The Dirty “D”

Photographer Phillip Jarmain has created a photo essay  documenting the past glory of this iconic America city (click on “Art” then “Detroit”).

Belle Isle Aquarium (c) Phillip Jarmain
Belle Isle Aquarium
(c) Phillip Jarmain

In an interview with Wired Magazine, he says:

What I’m trying to do is document these buildings carefully and with craft,” Jarmain says. “The buildings are part of a history filled with ingenuity, innovation and entrepreneurship. They’re part of a record that is about brilliant minds coming together to create the capitalist frontier and the middle class of America.

 

We could spend hours debating all the reasons why such a dynamic and important city is now facing bankruptcy, but like Mr. Jarmain I think it’s better to celebrate the things that made Detroit great.

After viewing these photos, I really feel that the seeds of her revival are lying dormant, just waiting to sprout.

Happy Birthday Sir Michael!

I was gonna write about the mope(s) who defaced the Lincoln Memorial but I’m too frickin’ angry. Every time I try to put some thoughts together it comes out as a long string of profanity, laced with threats of violence. Guess I’ll be taking an extra long time in the confessional next time around.

In other news, Mick Jagger turns 70 today.

I saw the Stones in concert 20 some odd years ago and thought to myself, “Damn, they’re old! How much longer are they gonna do this?

Feel old yet?

Ya every wonder what Charlie’s thinking about in these videos? Propably counting his millions.

Happy Birthday William Spooner! (belated)

Rev. W. A. Spooner
Rev. W. A. Spooner

Monday was the birthday of the Reverend William Spooner who would have been 169.

Why should you care?

Because the good Rev is the father of the term Spoonerisms, the accidental rearranging of word sounds resulting in unintentionally funny phrases.

A professor at Oxford, Spooner was notoriously absent-minded. A story is told of Spooner inviting a man to tea, “to welcome our new archaeology Fellow.”

Puzzled, the man replied, “But, sir, I am our new archaeology Fellow.”

“Never mind,” Spooner said, “Come all the same.”

My very favorite example of his malaprops:

For now we see through a dark, glassly…

Very glassly indeed!

h/t S.Weasel