Actually, this song was not originally done by Mr. Bare. A Nashville R&B group called The Spidells was the first to perform it back in 1962, with Bare, Elvis Presley, and Tanya Tucker among those who have covered it.
Have I seen the last of Keith Olbermann on television? After his recent behavior, I’m starting to wonder this very question.
Keith exchanged tweets over Penn State’s dance marathon, which raises millions for pediatric cancer. The exchange, I must admit, didn’t make KO look very good at all. ESPN subsequently suspended Olbermann for the rest of the week, and Keith went to Twitter to apologize for what he himself called childish behavior.
I’ve been a fan of his since his ESPN days with Dan Patrick and his sortie into the news business on MSNBC. (I always thought MSNBC canned him for being too conservative if you can believe that. He wasn’t afraid of going after Hillary Clinton or President Obama as he did George W. Bush.) He is no stranger to controversy wherever he goes, and not afraid of making stands and putting his job on the line in ways no reporters or anchors dare do these days.
I don’t know. I think I just may have witnessed Olbermann’s Waterloo with all of you. Making negative comments about a university raising money for cancer is going to be a tough pill to swallow for many.
You’d think at the age of 43, I wouldn’t be so stupid. But there I was, looking at my IPhone in the washer and dryer and not on my person. I thought for sure it was a goner, gone off to Cell Phone Heaven.
My landlord wanted to get a leaky pipe fixed that oozed water up from a tile floor if the weather conditions were right and the washer was on. After a few days of consultations with plumbers and roofers here at my complex who agreed to disagree, it was determined that the pipe needed desperate repair, and that the leaks at other places were due to stress in the concrete. A few hours later, all was new again.
On this very cold (for us here in Florida, mind you) Friday morning, the repairman needed to do a wash, so I took off the bathrobe I had on (don’t worry, I had plenty of clothes on underneath), and forgot to take the IPhone out.
My landlord, with some help with my friends on Twitter and Facebook, suggested I put the IPhone in some rice. It sounded ludicrous at first, but the more I thought about it, the more it made sense that the kernels of rice would absorb the excess water. So I emptied a bag of yellow rice and my waterlogged IPhone 4 into a Ziploc bag and let it sit for 72 hours.
Sure enough, I removed the IPhone tonight, as was able to restore it as if nothing happened.
Moral of the story: if someone tells you to put your IPhone into a bag of rice: DO IT! Don’t even question it. It worked for me, and it’s the best rice I’ve ever had and I didn’t even eat it.
I was just remembering back on Twitter to the night 35 years ago when the country watched (on tape-delay on ABC) a USA hockey team full of amateurs, beat a Soviet hockey teams that were probably higher than NHL level.
KTVU out of San Francisco was briefly a “super station” here in the Tampa Bay area, but they weren’t as successful as WTBS or WGN. They were only on a few months back around 1980 on our cable system. If you watched around 7pm East Coast time or so, they would air cartoons mixed with a show called TV Pow, where kiddies would play an Intellivision or Atari like game of some kind, using the word “Pow!” to shoot something like a fire button on a joystick would.
I’m watching this show on a Friday night when the host, Pat McCormick (not the TV/movie guy who appeared as the big fella in “Smokey And The Bandit” movies, but a local host with the same name) broke in and mentioned that the US had beaten the juggernaut Soviet team. Knowing the result didn’t spoil it for us, as the game was a shot in the arm the country needed at the time, with the Iranian hostage crisis in its infancy and national morale being badly bruised between that and a bad economy.
My parents and I didn’t watch any hockey together, as we lived in Florida, where football and baseball were the kings of the sports world. But we each watched the game with the Russians, and then the game on Sunday that clinched the Gold medal. For that Sunday, a hockey game was bigger than a Super Bowl, and the country was behind the US team like nothing I can remember in my lifetime.
Some of you in the Tampa Bay area may have noticed that it’s a wee bit cold out. Well, what we consider to be cold. I’ve seen it colder here, but don’t get me started on that whole Global Warming nonsense.
Actually, it’s been colder than this wave we’re currently getting. Here’s what I shot off of local TV back on January 9, 2010 off of the FOX, ABC, and NBC stations. Sheena Parveen, who currently works as the lead weatherperson on one of the big Philadelphia stations, leads off on WTVT’s coverage.
Most of you have seen this by now, but I thought I’d post it on here anyways.
When I lived in Marietta, Georgia one mid-week night in March of 1996, it snowed in the early evening and saw a good clip of snow for the first time in my life. I went down to the local convenience store on Franklin Road near Delk Road just as an excuse to walk in a good snow.
Walking back the short distance home, I saw a flash of lightning in the air and shortly thereafter heard a clap of thunder. No, I didn’t jump up and down and yell like Jim Cantore did. Might have said “wow” to myself or something to that effect. Wasn’t a big deal to me.
As for Cantore saying he’d rather see and hear a thunder snowstorm as opposed to winning Powerball, I totally disagree. I’d much have the millions.