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Here's a reminder, as if any of you need it...
Take this one viral, y'all!
Dammit all anyways! Here's the crappy news, in case you've been spelunking or something and haven't heard via TV/E-mail/text/smoke-signal/etc. I suppose Ortiz has always been suspect (especially to the haters), but I for one was hoping he'd be one of the good examples left when all the dust settles. 🙁
I just hope Papi proceeds along the high road from here: own up to it, explain yourself (like Pettitte did), and start earning your way back into good graces by upping the ante on his own unique brand of charitable efforts.
I'm so frustrated with all the doping mess in baseball that I'm thinking my general well-being would be better served by following a different sport. One where the money to love-of-the-game balance hasn't tipped over to the profiteering-at-the-expense-of-sportsmanship line. I hear that pankration is making a comeback, and it would definitely appeal to the side of me that loves reading Sophocles, so that's a bonus. 🙂
I'm going to steal Michael's thunder a couple of days early (sorry, buddy!) and remind everybody to take some time out from good times and good company over this holiday weekend to reflect a little on the reason for Memorial Day. Regardless of our individual political dispositions or perspectives on armed conflict, acknowledging the sacrifices borne by our military and their families should be an essential part of our privileged duties as a citizens.
To facilitate things, allow me to direct you to some appropriate reading. Many of y'all are already familiar with McRae's "In Flanders Fields" and the subsequent association of poppies with the day. I can still recite most of this one from memory, due to a 6th grade english class assignment.
In the end, I always find myself returning to Binyon's "For the Fallen", as it strikes the perfect tone. Particularly, the verses known as the "Ode of Remembrance", which I will leave you with here:
They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
We'll never see that kind of hardcore analysis on TV newsmedia, but it's nice to see some really solid numbers cast out into the echo chamber of the blogosphere.
And, since there's still the swine flu thing, let's follow the advice of David Letterman: "Be sure to sterilize your pans!"
Yeah, that one was pretty much no-friggin' joke. More to follow later, but most everybody I know is pretty much intact and happy to be that way. One friend of a friend got a tree through the house, but he and his family were away, so that's some kind of blessing. Still lots of issues with power, water, and fuel in general, but I'm staying with folks who have the first two and who live far enough on the edge of town that the third one will be more readily available when the need really arises later in the week.
Until I can find time to post again with more details (including an interesting thought or three about hurricane physics), y'all should really check out this Doonesbury from Sunday. Great punchline.
I trust that everyone who reads this blog already knows the answer.