some facts solidified

i may not know much, but this much i do know:

Cassius Clay is a scumbag that threw his Gold Medal in the Mississippi River because he hated being black in louisville or something like that.....maybe he lost money on the derby....and the jerkoff olympics insist on honoring this d*bag again.....atlanta was misguided ...london pathetic.....enuff....a lot of peole that didn't earn 100 million dollars ALSO have parkinsons...give it a rest.

Paul Mccartney never reslly committed any crime , other that NOT being John Lennon....maybe I should give sir Paul a break and stop hatin on the chap.....Hey Jude was pretty cool during the opening ceromonies....and he did put together the concert for NY.....but he's No Lennon.

Summer wind is the official drink of the Haskell...and I know the ingredients.

Twilight Racing at Monmouth starts this Thursday at 2:30.....pack a cooler.

 

the women athletes in the olympics have come a long, long way since the east german gals with their zz top beards dominated everything.....the US Girls Volleyball is a collection of stunners...the Track and Field Girls from around the world could all be swingin on poles for extra cash....AND

Leryn Franco may be the hottest female ever to compete in the Olympics....she's a Javelin thrower from Paraguay , but rumor has it she's a Pole Vaulter after a few drinks...let's hope so

Acid ?

No....your not on acid......well maybe........but your not hallucinating these radical and ridiculous changes to the Blog.....I hate fukin technology....something happened to my computer...i geuss...and i lost the ability to upload pictures to my Blog.....in an attempt to fix that , i have drastically altered the format to an unrecongnizable dimension....and.....wait for it.......i still cant upload pictures.......i need a friggin teenager over here to fix this shit....or a verizon tech....bwaaa haa haaa...........maybe he can hook up my dvd player while he's at it....

day beisbol

brilliant sunshine.....cool refreshing glasses of ale.....the crack of the bat, the thrill of the home run....no work....america's pasttime and santas little helpers...

horrific

sad, dismayed, afraid for my country's future......that's how i felt after watching the national and local news reports from Colorado last night and this morning......No ...No...No  not because this nutjob Holmes went into a movie theatre and opened fire....that's common enough these days...honestly i wonder why so many jerkoffs were out , and not in a bar, at midnight on a thursday ....but that's a blog for another day.......nope...I am disgusted with the new national pastime.....you see....whatever happens in this world.....it's not really about "THAT"....it's really about "ME".......me me me me meeeeeeeee,  this is my 5 minutes of fame mister warhol.....my chance to be interviewed....my chance to have the cameras on meeeeee.......so this morning we were greated with a story about a local musician (rhaposy or somethin) that was out in colorado and shot at the movie......and he tweeted or posted pictures of himself holding up his bloodstained t shirt from his hospital bed with a big grin on his face.....14 dead ? oh well..........you see this idiot also had a Gig at the Bitter End Friday night....and so we saw an interview outside the club with the music promoter.........relevance ?  ....yep he said when he saw rhaposy's photo he couldnt believe it was "That Guy from the band"......oh good...now we finally know the rest of the story.......2 fukin morons cashing in on 5 minutes of fame........then we met a guy who was shot in the ear, he happens to be a recruit on the Colorado State Football team......it was all bout him.....he felt the blood and knew it wasnt fire crackers after all.....but thankfully he hopes to be ready for football workouts next month.....Thank God their Sesaon Opener isn't being televised by ESPN ( yet) or else we would have had a commercial promo to tune in Sept 8th to watch as this jackass continues "HIS" struggle........how many dead was that ? 4 dead in ohio maybe?

next up....aurora police chief Adam Oates ( not really adam, but this is a hcokey blog so we ad lib)...Chief Oates said we are not even going to discuss possible motives......fair enough, their is no evidence yet, why speculate? it's a waste of time.......he went on to tell us , as he broke down and choked back tears....that "HIS" men saw some terrible things in that theatre and have some chilling stories to tell....none of which he shared...but that HE was going to make sure grief and trama counseling was available for HIS men.....way to go chief....lets get this story back in foucs....it aint about the DEAD, Dying or even the Killer...it aint about musicians in the crossfire or football recruits for chrissakes.......it's about the first responders......and he is gonna stand in front of the microphones until the next big tragedy, or celebrity divorce or athlete arrested and the country looses interest in aurora and the media packs up and moves on the Suri Cruise.

when did we become this ugly pathetic creature of a nation.....do we trace the roots back to the jackolopes that glorified ingnorance and celebrated outrageous behavior ?  the Springers and Morton Downeys of this world?  I honestly don't fukin know, but I do know I am not going to the Bitter End to see rhaposy...and I ain't tuning in on Sept 8th to watch the Colorado Stae (Dodge) Rams in their opener........unless thier playing Air Force and Whitney Houstons Kid and Blanket Jackson sing the National Anthem....i have chills just thinking about it...

coming soon to an aeroplane near the bay

this conversation will actually take place saturday evening over Oakland, CA.

"Yas, Yas......Yas Indeeed Maggie we are so close...so very close to landing...and this pilot Kat did a splendid Job crossing this country and tho i would have preferred to see the landscape over the course of 3 or 4 days this will do....did i ever tell you of the time I drove a buick from coast to coast in 72 hours, stoppin only twice for gas and have some kicks in oklahoma................anyway Maggie when we do land, i will be first in line at the baggage check and i will grab all of our belongins while you race down to the cab line and ensnare us a carriage downtown, ol bull hunckle couldn't take a half day from his job at the railroad to pich us up, but still we must be down to the docks by 9:00 when the fishing boats come in with their catch of the day.....and YAS..Yas...we shall dine on lobsters and shrimp and you can drink all the Anchor Steam you can handle , cause then its off to meet the gang at the swingiest club in the Mission district to hear blues and jug band music until the cows stroll home on sunday morn..........and poor O'Dowd back home in Fort Lee New jersey hunched over his typewriter , pounding away at the keybpards like a madman posessed...makin up stories and retelling tales of events that havent happened yet...Yas Yas Maggie...soon, sooooooon....

the precipice of war

we have a precarious situation developing on the Straits of Hormuz.....Iran....feeling the impact of years of economic sanctions and increased inflation , is desperate to distract the masses.....get them to rally behind a cause....forget that bread costs a days wages and instead...blindly support the regime....

and on the other side of the coin we have the spoony administration.......laggin in the polls....and equally eager to distract........support of gay marriage only goes so far......nother bolsters the ranks like a military engagement...............watch and wait for this kettle to whistle.

might as well...might as well

and so on this friday the 13th , in the glorious month of july, beside a cool ocean breeze and beneath the watchful gaze of a bazillion stars, the Circus comes to town......on the shores of good ol Brooklyn and the isle of Coney... Misters Weir, Lesh and Kadlecik try not revive the songs of the past, but rather to keep the eternal freight train rumbling through the darkness.....she may have idled, but she's never stopped ...this phenomenom we call the Grateful Dead....this way of life.

tap that Keg

drink that Beer....America is havin a Birthday...put aside our differences and celebrate on common ground, we are contributors to the success of the Greatest Nation in the history of the Planet....tomorrow we pick up our swords, but today we clink glasses of Ale....Cheers America.