Monday, October 31, 2016

Hillary in Trouble

The one thing that is consistent with the Clintons is scandal.  It follows them around like a little puppy, and every couple of months comes up and bites them.  It has been that way for most of their public life.  

Despite the multitude of infamous transgressions, with few exceptions, nothing has really stuck.  This time, though, the timing of the scandal, how it broke, and the fact that it is not being summarily swept under the run by a sycophantic media has Hillary in a tailspin.  Her poll numbers have been falling even before Carlos Danger's computer put the former Secretary of State at risk, and now given the latest, she's stumbling like, well, like Hillary Clinton walking up a flight of stairs.

This is a bad person.  She's a criminal, she has no moral compass, and she seeks only personal financial gain and power.  She epitomizes EVERYTHING the Left claims to hate about republicans.  

Think about that for a minute.

If there was an (R) behind her name, she'd be evil incarnate.  Yet, given that (D), transgressions are ignored, forgiven, or sometimes accepted by many.

But not all.  Some will walk from her.  How many, and if it will be enough to turn an election remains to be seen.  But ultimately, Hillary is in trouble.  

Sunday, October 30, 2016

Ache for the Cubs

I have a special place in my heart for the Cubs.  It started in high school, where we'd be able to watch WGN on our newly installed cable at home, and were able to partake in all of those mid-day baseball games over summer vacations.  Then, as I moved on to college, I had a number of buddies from the Chicago area, and their palpable love of the Cubs was infectious (especially with the Twins absolutely horrible at the time).

Since then, I've likely been to a dozen games at Wrigley Field.  I've bent many an elbow at Murphy's and the Cubby Bear (Murphy's is better).  I've even attended a game at one of the vaunted houses across the street from Wrigley.

I've attended these games with folks I love - my parents, my friends, and my wife.  I even got a ball handed to me by Eddie Guardado from the Twins during one of the first games the Twins ever played there.  Wrigley, and the Cubs, will always be very special to me.

I've felt the Cubs' fans' pain with their lack of a title.  I certainly don't know the depth of it, but I've felt the sting.  And this year appeared to be the year when the stars aligned and the curse would finally be lifted.

Now with the Cubs' backs against the wall, it will take a miracle.  However, baseball is a game of miracles, so you know there's always a chance, albeit a very slim one.  

No, it doesn't look good for the Cubbies.  

At least there hasn't been any fan interference...

Saturday, October 29, 2016

Saturday Song Share: Matthew Good - All Your Sons and Daughters

Not a very good video, but a good piece of music by Mr. Good.


Friday, October 28, 2016

Can We Admit Hillary's Health is Not OK?

Here is the latest video showing the presumptive next US president barely able to climb the stairs up to her plane.  Yep, she's in heels.  Yep, it's wet.  That still doesn't justify the slow, deliberate movements and the death grip on the hand rails (especially after she's completed the steps).

Don't tell me this woman is physically OK.  She's far from it:

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

My Bruce Springsteen Top 5

One of my favorite writers, Joe Posnanski, recently penned a blog on his top 5 Springsteen songs, and for someone that I respect so much, personally I felt it was kind of weak.  Here was his list:

  • Born to Run - OK, but obvious
  • The Promise - A little less than OK.  Top 5?  Really?
  • Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) - Worthy.  Nearly made my top 5
  • You're Missing  - From The Rising.  Frankly, I can't listen to the song without crying.  That's why I don't own it, and don't want to
  • Badlands - OK as well


The beauty of Springsteen is not only the breadth of his catalog, but also the breadth of musical styles, song types, stories told, etc.  There is so much there for one to choose, that it makes it incredibly hard to come up with a top 20, much less a top 5.  That being said, here's my effort:

1) Prove it All Night - My wife will attest that every time this song comes on, I will sing along to it - regardless of my mood, if I'd been singing previously, or if we were in the middle of a conversation.  I also always whistle along to the sax solo.

2) Spirit in the Night - So smoky, so innovative, so different.  It is too bad Manford Mann covered it because the song is so stark and solid that it never should have been touched.  Great on so many levels

3) Atlantic City - The crown jewel from one of his best albums.  

4) Darlington County - I know this is kind of a cutesy song.  I don't care.  I absolutely love the story of the singer and Wayne trying to pick up girls in Darlington County.  And I absolutely love the end of the song:

Ain't seen my buddy in seven days
County man tells me the same thing
He don't work, he don't get paid...

...Driving out of Darlington County
I've seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
Driving out of Darlington County
See Wayne handcuffed to the bumper of a state trooper's Ford

5) The Price You Pay - The end of the song, between the lyrics and the harmonies, make this great one to finish the list.  

And, girl, before the end of the day
I'm going to tear it down and throw it away

Post up - where did I screw this list up?



Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Ben Stein in Political Commercial

Reprising his famous scene, Stein is taking role.  Where is Judge?

Sunday, October 23, 2016

RIP Uncle Jim

This blog has lost one of its biggest fans.

My Uncle Jim was a rabid reader of this blog, and a frequent contributor.  It started with one of my earliest blog posts about the closing of Al's Bar in St. Louis Park back in 2009 (hard to believe I've been at this for 17 years).  Since then, he's often penned me a note about what a post meant to him, and how much he appreciated my writing.

He had a huge personality, and a huge heart, and the cliche totally applies that "they just don't make 'em like that anymore."

Rest in peace, Uncle Jim.  Thank you for making this blog, and my life, all the more rich.  

Now move along.  I have a feeling there is a guy with a cocktail and a cribbage board who has been waiting for you.

Give him a hug for me.
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