Flashback: “Dreams” by The Cranberries

A wave of sadness hit me on early Monday afternoon when I learned about the passing of Dolores O’Riordan in London. I can’t say it was because I was the biggest Cranberries fan, but because I learned in the past few years that Dolores was born the same exact day I was: September 6, 1971. She was what I call my celebrity birth date doppelganger.

If you don’t think you’ve heard this song before, you probably have. I remember hearing it on commercials promoting travels to Ireland in the mid-1990’s, and the song has made appearances in scores of TV shows and movies since. This particular song peaked just south of the top 40 in 1994, while “Linger” was their biggest hit in the US earlier in the year.

Ireland has lost one of its signature musical voices, but the recordings will endure for a much longer time. Godspeed, Dolores.


Miracles and Mythology in Minneapolis

For six weeks during the NFL season, when all the player kneeling that was going on, I boycotted watching the games. I felt the open disrespect the league’s players had for those who serve was discouraging. But like the whore that goes back to her pimp, even though the whore knows full well she’s being abused and mistreated, I came back.

Sometimes there’s a short-term reward in coming back to people who abuse you. While I don’t know what the short-term rewards are for prostitutes (more money for tricks, I’m guessing, or supplementary recreational drugs of some kind), the NFL has always been good by design at creating moments the pro football world hasn’t seen previously. Last year, it was the masterpiece of a Patriots-Falcons Super Bowl featuring a massive comeback by New England, culminating in the first Super Bowl needing more than 60 minutes of playing time to decide with this little thing we call overtime.

This year, there are two story lines needing conclusion as the Super Bowl tournament is reduced to four. First, will the New England Patriots win their sixth Super Bowl in seventeen years, which would tie Pittsburgh for the most ever won? More importantly, a Patriots championship would give them three such titles in four seasons, and would tie the Dallas Cowboys of the 1990’s in that department.

If you’re bored with the Patriots, then there’s Minnesota Vikings and their attempt to become the first team to ever play in a Super Bowl in their home stadium. (Oddly enough, since it’s an even numbered Super Bowl, the 52nd, they would be the acting visiting team, with either Jacksonville or New England being the acting host team.) Their win against New Orleans in the quarterfinal round (yes, I know the NFL has these fancy names for each round, but I try to keep things simple, and the round two stages away from a championship is a quarterfinal, so I call it that) was a thing of beauty. It was the first time a playoff game had ended with a walk-off touchdown at the end of regulation in the history of the NFL playoffs, going back to 1934.

Needless to say, I’m rooting for the Vikings and the Patriots. That would ensure a historic outcome either way. Now watch Philly and Jacksonville make it, with my luck.

The Plausible, The Problematic, And Weird Timing

I learned something last Thursday I kind of regretted to learn. Someone close to me is having a health problem, and on some level I feel like it’s my fault for not saying the right things, as if I somehow knew what the “right” thing was going to say a few months back.

The person close to me recently changed healthcare providers, and while getting tested in the past few weeks, a lump was found in a body part that is known as a place that could lead to cancer. There’s a wave of mixed feelings that hit me when I found out. While I’m glad on some level that it was found, I cannot help but wonder about the timing and the nature of the problem. No one in this person’s family has been hit with cancer before, but here lies what could be the first possibility something that could lead to that could be in existence.

On the other hand, do you ever go to a mechanic or have repair work done on a house and get the idea that those people are going to somehow find something wrong, even if you have no reason to believe there’s a problem? I kind of have that feeling here, though I clearly don’t have the medical expertise to know otherwise.

My friend doesn’t want to have the surgery, and I explained that my father had a similar dilemma right before he died. He had heart problems that developed in 1989, then problems with a tumor in his innards. After a surgery in 1990, his health deteriorated rapidly with a rapidly growing cancer that got to his brain, leading to his death in early 1991. My family often wonders how long he would have lived had that surgery NOT taken place, which some thought may not have been needed.

The friend has since received two letters stating the lump is benign in it’s nature, so why have the surgery when it’s not needed and something that could case financial hardships even with health care paying some of the freight? It should be good news the lump is benign, right? A final decision hasn’t been made yet, and that decision is that person’s not mine.

I know, a lot of “woulda, coulda, and shoulda” at play here. But with limited facts, your mind tends to wander.

Flashback: “Train In Vain” by The Clash

For me, this is one of those songs that I didn’t originally think was done by the artists that actually performed it.

Yes Virginia, The Clash really did put this song out in 1980, going to #23 at one point during the year on the Billboard charts. A good song to listen to even here in 2018.

The Podcast Rules, 2018 Version


As I did last year, I thought I’d share the podcasts I’m listening to now a days.

My rules have changed a bit with time. For instance, I’m finding there are a lot more high quality podcasts dealing with the old days of professional wrestling that appeal to me. Maybe it’s the stories they tell, or the time I grew up here in Florida in the 1980’s, but I’m now listening to five podcasts (and a sixth on hiatus) just dealing with the “rasslin” business, and wondering how that happened that I find so many of these appealing.

Another first happened in the past year: I listened to a podcast that was discontinued because the host, Dick Enberg, passed away suddenly just before Christmas. I’ll mention his Sounds Of Success show here as an honorable mention. It had great guests in its short run, and not the sports personalities you’d ordinarily think of.

Other good podcasts I listened to during the course of the year but have now ended were Missing Richard Simmons and Heaven’s Gate.

So here’s the current list, with a few of these shows not currently on a schedule, or on hiatus because the show’s subject matter is not “in season” at this time.

  • 30 For 30 
  • 6:05 Superpodcast
  • Atlanta Monster
  • Austin Idol Live
  • Big Brother Gossip
  • Breaking Kayfabe
  • Dinner With The King
  • Ear Hustle
  • Inside The Dugout
  • Kentucky Fried Rasslin’
  • Slow Burn
  • The Butterfly Effect
  • Three Moves Ahead
  • What Happened When With Tony Schiavone
  • You Are Looking Live With Brent Musburger

This list fluctuates with time, so by the time I post it again in 2019, it’ll probably be significantly different, as 2017’s was as compared to today’s list.

Pauly’s Sense Of Snow

Whenever we here in Florida get colder weather, I make an effort to not use the words “cold” that much. The people in the North really know about colder weather, we here in Florida get a reminder about it every now and then. Plus, I lived in Marietta in 1996, and in Charlotte in 1999 and 2000, and trust me, they’re much better at handling cold weather then we’ll ever be.

My first encounter with snow is an open question. I went up to New York when I was a very young child (roughly 1975, when I was either three or four) and I seem to remember there being snow on the ground when I went up there. The famous snow Tampa got in late January of 1977 is also a bit fuzzy in my mind.

When I moved up to Marietta in ’96, it was a bit of a culture shock for sure having lived in Florida my entire life up to that point. One day I’m driving around town listening to 750 WSB radio when they mentioned one day in early March the low one Friday night was going to be 12 degrees. That got my attention.

Then on what was either the first day of spring (or close to it), we got a couple inches of snow just after sunset. I lived next to a general 7/11 type of store where I lived, so I bundled up and walked the few minutes to the store to get a feel for the white stuff. Looking back, it was foolish of me to do, because humans (and, not to mention cars) can go slipping and sliding in the stuff. At one point on the walk back home, I slip and fall for a moment, fortunately unscathed.

A few moments later, I hear a BOOM that I’m familiar with in warmer weather. Yep, a clap of thunder while it was snowing. Almost four years later in Charlotte, I’d hear it again during yet another snowstorm. I thought it was beautiful, and I remember being in awe of the moment.

Sometimes in life, you’re just meant to be where you are, and for me, that moment of “thundersnow” was one of those moments. A good memory.