“The Jets have won the toss, and elected not to play.” Tom Brookshier (1931-2010), CBS broadcaster, before a Cowboys-Jets regular season game in New York on December 21, 1975. (The Cowboys won, 31-21.)
Watching President Trump dancing in Saudi Arabia on Saturday inspired me to do something for the first time in over a year.
It inspired me to make a video for the first time in over a year.
I hope you all can use a non-partisan laugh, as this video was meant to be one.
Well, it happened again, though the way the world is these days, it was inevitable something like this was going to happen again.
I was getting ready to watch the Rays game at 7:00pm when I first heard about it. My eyes have been glued to TV cable news since.
A bomb went off near the Manchester Arena, where an Ariana Grande concert was taking place. Many were killed, many more injured.
Unfortunately, that’s the world we live in. Looking forward to the day we don’t have to worry about such incidents.
It’s funny how you sometimes remember the smallest details in your life, like where you were when you first discovered something.
I remember where I was when I saw Fox News for the first time. It was on July 25, 1999 in Westchester County, New York, where I was for a relative’s wedding. (Actually, the wedding itself was in a church in The Bronx, but everything else took place in Westchester.) Then, when I came back to the Tampa Bay area from living in Charlotte, North Carolina for a year, FNC was on the cable system I had.
As many know now, Roger Ailes passed on Thursday at age 77. Not only did he have a hand in the creation of Fox News, but also was involved in the formation of MSNBC and the discovery of Rush Limbaugh for his national syndication run.
Certainly I get why a lot of people hated Roger professionally and personally. However, I think the true test of the value of somebody’s life is to see if their field of expertise could be recreated if they hadn’t existed, or perhaps better put, if their accomplishments had changed anything.
I guess the argument could be made that TV and the political realm would have existed without Ailes, but it most definitely the face of each field changed under him. Again, some would say not for the better, bit it did change none the less.
Modern music and I don’t get along all that well.
I’ve always felt pop/rock music peaked in the 80’s and the first half of the 90’s. But that’s just me. In the 90’s I started listening to the Heavy Metal side more. Pearl Jam. Alice In Chains. Nirvana and the genius Kurt Cobain, and the tragic waste of his life and talents due to his suicide. Metallica and “Enter Sandman” which the New York Yankees would use for Mariano Rivera when he came into scores of baseball games. Seemed at the time that’s where culture was going.
But I did know who Chris Cornell was, a member in a band called Soundgarden being among his contributions. Always liked this song in particular, along with another hit of theirs called “Spoonman” that I always thought had a good beat to it.
Cornell passed away a few days back at age 52, reportedly by suicide. RIP, and thanks for the memories.
This is the first of two Flashbacks this week. The regularly scheduled one today, and one tomorrow in honor of Chris Cornell of Soundgarden fame who died overnight Wednesday going into Thursday.
Hard to not think of a song Johnny Cash has covered and NOT think of this Nine Inch Nails cover released in 2002.
Personally, this is the song that turned me into a fan of his, and helped me fully understand who he was. Some say it’s depressing to listen to, and I suppose it can be. I found it a bit enlightening as well.
I’m writing this entry on my IPhone, because I’m having one of my programs, Advanced System Care, check any possible vulnerable spots on my Windows PC.
In light of what happened last week around the world, where “ransom ware” got unwillingly installed on scores of computers worldwide, I could use the piece of mind.
Now, I have time to get the latest Windows updates when they come out, but not everyone has the time or patience for it. That’s how these hackers get you. As Robert De Niro said in the movie Casino, they are lions looking for weak antelope.
No, I’ve never thought about becoming a hacker. I enjoy life without the threat of going to jail. Some people don’t care of course, and that’s no way to live a life.
One of the more viewed blog entries I’ve had in the five and a half years I’ve been doing this blog was called “Sideboob Hour At Walmart” that I wrote back in October of 2013.
Well, wait until you hear this one. And no, this isn’t going to go where you think it’s going to go.
The last couple of nights, I’ve been seeing Walmart ads on Facebook, with suggested items to buy designed just for, I assume, the Facebook user in question; namely me. Twice in a row, I get hit with the same suggested item: falsie breasts for transvestites, on sale for $29.95.
I can assure my audience here and now that I’ve never had the need or want to get fake female breasts, even for under $30, even at Walmart. Truth be told, I once wore women’s clothes as a teenager on a dare. It was not a pleasant experience. Haven’t mentioned it anywhere on the Internet until now.
I’ve also had a good amount of pectoral fat ever since I was a child. To a degree, think of the Meat Loaf character in Fight Club, just not to the degree of the problem Meat’s character had. But how could Walmart have known something like that, to give me an ad from an element in my life so obscure and long forgotten.
Just weird, wild stuff, not to mention a bit creepy.