Even though one of the winners was from Arizona, it definitely wasn’t The Great White Shank – if it had this post would be coming to you from either Las Vegas or New Orleans. Still, all’s well and good – anytime you have your health, a roof over your head, food to eat, clean water to drink, and, above all, your health, life is fine. A few post-Powerball observations:
“Truck Day” for the Red Sox is just a little over two months away. Just hope there is something the Red Sox can do during next week’s winter meetings to give me something to look forward to.
Congratulations to those who have been selected for this year’s MLB Hall of Fame ballot. If I had my choice, there would five names with check marks next to them: Barry Bonds, Roger Clemens, Mike Piazza, Craig Biggio, and Curt Schilling. Sure the Bonds and Clemens picks might raise a few eyebrows with some, but like Sean McAdams writes, the case can be made that, unlike Sammy Sosa, who appears to have used performance-enhancing drugs all along, the argument can be made that Bonds and Clemens were destined to the Hall before the accusations started flying. Piazza and Biggio are destined for the Hall one day, if not immediately, and Schilling’s post-season record alone makes him worthy of the Hall.
Great to hear the governing bodies of the U.S. and European professional tours put in motion the elimination of the “anchor” use of the long putter. It doesn’t matter to me what the statistics say, that there doesn’t appear to be a huge difference in the performances of those who use a long putter and those who don’t. Fact is, the anchoring of the long putter against one’s body is an advantage, no matter what the end result is. To anchor the long putter against your body is nothing than a crutch – it’s time for those who play the game to man up (or woman up) and play the game the way it was intended to be played. ‘Nuff said.
Irrigation update: the bricks borders look to be dry. I’m hoping the tricking sound of the other night was just excess water still following the forces of gravity. I’ve got the water turned off for a few days and hope to see signs of a real “drying out” taking place by this weekend. Thank y’all for your kind concerns, thoughts, and prayers. 🙂
still haunted by the image of you being nekkid bathed in a blue/green glow from an aluminum Christmas tree. I cannot get this image out of my head.
Comment by Jana — November 30, 2012 @ 6:53 am
We’d have to go to Liuzza’s if you came. They were just rated as the Best Neighborhood Restaurant by New Orleans Magazine. I only take my guests to the best places, GWS. 🙂
Comment by Rob — December 5, 2012 @ 12:01 pm
That’s awesome, Rob. And they deserve it. The Abita I had was, as advertised, the “coldest beer in town” and that shrimp po-boy was out of this world. Next time I go lunch is on me and I’m getting a roast beef po-boy (if they have that on the menu)! One of my goals for 2013 if I’m still employed and we get the debt firmly under control. I’ve been away too long!
Comment by The Great White Shank — December 6, 2012 @ 3:53 pm
They have a very good roast beef po-boy, GWS. Had it the last time I was there.
Comment by Rob — December 7, 2012 @ 11:57 am
Sounds like we have a date for 2013! Now, I just have to get some traveling money. Let’s see what the summer brings… would love to make it happen.
Comment by The Great White Shank — December 7, 2012 @ 8:37 pm