I've never been known for my brevity, so here goes...
Travel - My-Sugar-Na's and my flight to Las Vegas was relatively uneventful, especially compared to (Sponsor's Name Here)'s Official Parents. Their flight from Milwaukee was delayed continuously due to weather affecting their inbound plane. When they finally got on, they sat on the tarmac for at least an hour while a fuel gage problem was checked. This caused them to miss their connection in Denver. Their new flight - which was also held up with mechanical problems - got them to Las Vegas a full five hours late. My pops was a none-to-pleasant soul at 1:00 AM Vegas time. My sister and her friends, Jendy Wo, Revvy Al and the Slot Jockey came in Monday morning... their flight was to leave Milwaukee only three hours after my parents arrived. It was kind of cool talking to my sister as she was getting ready to leave - her after waking up and me not having gone to bed yet.
For those of you griping that for the last couple of months, all I've done was talk about bowling, baseball or Las Vegas, here's something to chew on.
I am very upset at the smoking ban that will go into effect in Wisconsin next year. Simply put, government should not continue to tell me how to live. The business owners have done a pretty good job of letting the market decide if smoking should be allowed in their establishments. We all make choices... the choices to go into restaurants that allow smoking, or the choice to go into one that doesn't. Why does government feel the need to get involved?
Some insight into how (Sponsor's Name Here)'s mind works. I came across this headline while surfing Ye Olde Internet...
Actor Michael Landon's eldest son Mark found dead at West Hollywood home at age 60
This is the guy in charge of our Nanny State? Good Lord, my grandkids'll be paying for this until they die of old age. (Note that [Sponsor's Name Here]'s Official Son, Mitten, looks particularly rough.)
From "MyFox New York"....
Dead People Get Stimulus
First, it looks like Madonna died a week or so ago. Someone forgot to tell her soon-to-be-hubby.
Also, if y'allns can handle some satire, take a look at Sarah Palin's first 100 days in the Oval Office.
At first it was a failed attempt for a "Last night of bowling" slice of pizza with my team at the end of April.
The Los Angeles Dodgers have a Dodgers WIN program (short for Women's Initiatives Network) which has been designed to reach out to women and bring them closer to the game of baseball and its lifestyles.
Although some have criticized me for linking to Kevin Fischer's blog (on FrankliNOW.com) too often, I am a regular reader. One of his regular features on his blog is his ongoing "Culinary no-no's". They started as some simple paragraphs that concluded with something like "No ketchup on a brat" (which I wholeheartedly agree with). In the past year or so, the posts have gotten longer but still lead us to a conclusion about what shouldn't be done with food (Side note; and thanks to the folks at Journal Sentinel Interactive - or whomever decides to change the blogging software every six months - many of Fischer's early "Culinary no-no's" are gone. Of course, so is the blogger's hit counter and the ability to monitor comments, but I digress. Somebody is getting rich off of this, however...)
On Wednesday, May 27th, FC Barcelona (of Spain, duh) defeated Manchester United (of England) in the UEFA Champion's League. This soccer tournament - played concurrently during the season - is one where all the top teams from the top leagues in Europe work their way through bracket play. These are league teams (not national teams), therefore some of the best players from the entire world are usually involved in the finals. In other words, to football loving countries, this tournament is heavy duty. Barcelona won, 2-0.
Don't get me wrong, being offended is annoying. This is not the point of my post, but just this morning as I was listening to WTMJ-AM 620 on my ride to work, they were interviewing Alderman Bob Donovan (who has never met a microphone or camera he didn't like). Ald. Donovan was
whining about discussing how cars with the stereos blasting (or cars with bad mufflers, or Harleys, ect) were annoying while he is sitting on the porch or while in his living room watching TV. He even said (notice the quotations) "Noise pollution is a real problem in Milwaukee". While most of us normals can agree that stereos, mufflerless cars and motorcycles are annoying, in the big picture they don't cause a problem. We grumble about it, we turn up the TV volume, we might yell at the driver (safely protected by the offending sound), and then when the motorist leaves we go on to live our merry lives. Annoying, yes. Life altering, no.