Don’t know if you’ve seen this before, but I thought you might find it interesting:
It’s not often you get to sit down and chat with a rock star. But here in Sacramento, celebrities don’t have a big head, and one even brings his three dogs to Marco Dog Park, and joins us our group for conversation.
And he even plays fetch with Oscar. And gives him great big pats. And Oscar tries to return the favor and jump in his lap. Bad dog!
Another one of our regular group even named his dog after the band.
ION, 90°? In April? And triple digits and brush fires down south? WTF happened to spring?
If you’ve been following the earthquake activity in Reno, you’ll note that there was a 4.7 a bit before midnight last night.
James texted me this morning and asked me to pass along that he and Dione are OK. They went to his in-laws in Sparks. There was a bit of cosmetic damage (the usual broken dishes, knick-knacks, etc., that one would associate with an almost-5) but the building is OK.
They’re pretty shook up…in talking with James, he’s experiencing the same emotions that I’m going through every time I experience a good-sized earthquake–especially when they wake you up in the middle of the night.
Not all of James’ friends are on my FL–so could those of you who have more of his friends also post this info? Thanks…
So, will he be looking for bitches or will he become a bitch?
(Props to anyone who can discern the subject reference. Double props for a good description.)
In this wonderful cosmic universe in which we all are but ephemeral wisps of energy, it turns out that both of you were at Pinnacles this past Sunday!
tattermuffin had her husband, her son, her daughter, and deux élèves français d’échange in tow.
iolanthe_rosa had her husband, her daughter, and her son in tow.
So, if y’all noticed each other, there was an ethereal connection, albeit unknown to each other at that time…
Listening to this is reminding me eerily of the famous broadcast of the Hindenberg disaster.
Edited because I had the date wrong, of all things. Sheesh. Thanks, 26736!
John Smoltz has joined an exclusive club, just having recorded his 3000th K.
If Glavine, Smoltz and Maddux retire in the same year (this or next), imagine the HOF Class 5 years from that time…
Cheri and I have already planned to go to Cooperstown when Glavine is inducted. And if all 3 go in in the same year…I don’t think we have ever seen, or will ever see again, such a magnificent roster of pitching in a HOF Class.
So, did any of my Midwestern friends feel the rude midnight wake-up call?
Danica Patrick finally got off the schneid. It goes to prove that racing a car isn’t a skill limited to those of the over-testosteroned male persuasion.
Women drivers are just as good (and as bad) as men are. I will be very happy once a woman enters the NASCAR Cup and Grand National series. (And for those who are wondering WTF I’m talking about, this is how you can refer to the two lead series without invoking the name of the sponsors.)
Oh, thank you ESPN for being so respectful of the pre-race ceremonies. Puedan ustedes besar mi culo.
And, on another subject, some of those drinks that have purposely promiscuous names, such as Sex On The Beach, are actually pretty good.