I caught the Brewers action
First things first - I really, really, REALLY want to throw my comments in about blogging in the 21st Century... about the Buzzy v. Deadspin guy on Costas Now in April... about Ned Yost, Doug Melvin, Jim Powell and others whining about a blogger who said that Nedley was about to get fired... etc. Clearly, I am on the side of the bloggers, but I wanted to make some bigger picture points. I just haven't gotten around to it. I may get there (then again, I may not, what with Cheer Day happening at Casa de James this weekend). My ten second take is that the internet has made media instantaneous, and that the world had better get used to it. Some will get paid, I probably won't (Mark, I am still waiting for you to tell me I've been picked up by the Wall Street Journal), but the absolute worst part of internet blogs is the comment section. Now, I only get about 18 people (up from six a year ago) who read my blog, but if more did, I would have to deal with some horribly stupid comments. Want an example of the nutjobs I would have to deal with? Check out the ravings of some depressing soul on this blog entry (you should've seen what I didn't approve!)
But until I get around to blogging about blogging, you will have to settle for what I cobble together below.
Blown away by Cheer Day
Some time in 2007, (Sponsor's Name Here)'s Official Daughter, Gooey, and (Sponsor's Name Here)'s Official Stepdaughter, Sloppy, concocted Cheer Day. Conveniently held in conjunction with Sloppy's birthday party, Cheer Day was to be a day when the two girls thrilled us with their repartee of cheers and dances. However, Gooey had broken her arm in the week leading up to Cheer Day, and on the big day wasn't feeling well. In other words, the First Annual Cheer Day fizzled.
About two days after the first Cheer Day, the girls started planning the Second Annual Cheer Day... which ended up being today (Saturday 6-7). Amazingly coincidentally, today was Sloppy's birthday, so a grand gala celebration was in order. I honestly have to admire the two girls dedication. Every conversation out of their mouth centered around Cheer Day... even the conversations at Halloween, Christmas, etc. They planned a menu, a schedule, games and - of course - the cheers.
Um, I thought that was the definition of a flood
Priceless writing by our local daily rag (and proud supporter of the MyCommunityNow.com sites)...
MONDAY, June 9, 2008, 12:36 p.m.
By Annysa JohnsonCudahy flood damage reaches $10 million
The City of Cudahy is estimating flood damage this afternoon at $10.1 million, including $8 million to private property and $2.1 million to public properties.
The city is working with Milwaukee County and Mitchell International Airport to determine whether additional security measures and fencing installed at the airport in recent years may have contributed to flooding along Pennsylvania Ave. at Edgerton Ave.
"We believe the flood gates may be clogged, and DPW is inspecting grates to make sure nothing is blocked," Cudahy Mayor Ryan McCue said.
Heavy flooding from weekend storms is believed to have affected as many as 30% of property owners in this southeastern Milwaukee County suburb. It also knocked several municipal vehicles out of commission - including a firetruck, an ambulance and a squad car - all of which suffered flood damage while responding to calls.
The city has begun dispatching special trash crews to pick up flood-damaged property left at curbs, and is asking people to get rid of any standing water to avoid mosquito infestations (emphasis added my MJ).
City residents are being asked to fill out a damage assessment report available at city hall, the police department, fire stations, the library and online at www.ci.cudahy.wi.us/, McCue said. The city expects more resources to be posted online later today.
We're pulling for you, Silverfish!
Really, this isn't about to be the Knobbleknees blog. As a matter of fact, I am kind of tired of referencing her in every blog entry. She's a treehugger, for cryin' out loud. But she keeps hanging around. (Backstory: My brother, Mr. Uncie fell into internet love with Knobbleknees, who was born and brewed on Long Island. After the requisite 27 minute courtship, they got married. This past winter, they moved to a western-Chicago suburb.)
This is actually a kinda-good story. Recently, after a 21st century spawning ritual, she was diognosed as being saddled with twins. Although she named them differently on her blog (and hasn't fixed it, yet) the family has named them Red Fish and Blue Fish. However, in a subsequent sonogram, the tech found little Silverfish hiding in the background. The fear is that Silverfish is too behind in development, and may just end up being absorbed into her body.
From the E-mail bag...
BBear (who has told me she LOVES the blog... thank you very much, the check is in the mail [she will get a cut of my pay for this blog.]) asked in a comment "I have to ask... Where did the kids get the nicknames from?"
Good question, BBear, and thanks for writing.
Do the Milwaukee Brewers think that their fans are wimps?
We'll miss you, Shakey's
Actual conversation heard Monday evening...
My-Sugar-Na: "Did you hear that Shakey's is closing?"
We miss you guys, too
The other day, when I posted about Shakey's closing, I didn't know where I wanted to go with it. Did I want to go down memory lane? Did I want to talk about how I currently prefer Shakey's way more than Old Country Buffet? Did I want to talk about iconic businesses closing? Did I want to scold somebody (not sure who) about "other business interests"... I mean, what the hell does that mean, and why did the little blurb in West Allis Now (it certainly wasn't an article or story) not press that question? Apparently sensing this blog entry coming, I see that they did post another couple of paragraphs the other day.
But when it came right down to it, the title that I posted said it all. Nothing more needed to be said.
