Lots to cover now that I’m back in the saddle again.

Do the Goodboys know how to pick the weather weekend or not? One week later and we’d be fishing haddock out of our golf bags.

Obama overexposed? Surely that’s a rhetorical question, right? He’s freakin’ everywhere, to the point if I see his mug I change the channel immediately. Heck, I half expect him on the next Crest commercial selling teeth whitener toothpaste. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – this guy has been fondled so much by the mainstream media he actually believes he’s the “Anointed One”. His ego is so big they’re going to need a special annex at the Smithsonian to house it.

I didn’t see The One’s presser last night, but from accounts it was a disaster for him politically. Memo to the President: if you’re gonna call a prime-time press conference, for gawdsakes have something to say and articulate it in a way that warrants the setting.

Memo #2 to Barack Obama: you’re the President, dude. You won the election. Don’t you know your words now have consequences?

I told you this would happen. Just wait, the great exodus has only just begun.

Read T.J. English’s Havana Nocturne during my vacation. One of the most entertaining and informative books I’ve ever read. Highly recommended.

OK, I’ll admit it – I am, and was always an ABBA fan. I’ll never go to see “Mamma Mia” – not my style – but ever since I fell in lust with a girl back in 1975 when “Waterloo” was popular I’ve always had a soft spot in my heart whenever I hear an ABBA tune. Lots of great sounds and catchy hooks. My favorite? It’s this – check out the cool lighting behind those ABBA chicks. How could any red-blooded American male watch that and not immediately fall into lust? Phew. That doe-eyed blonde always made my knees knock…

I think that video even beats this one. Question of the day: what is it about doe-eyed ’70s chicks that turns The Great White Shank into a bowl of quivering jello?