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My Great Uncle Died

In an odd turn of events, my great uncle died. For those of you with genealogical impairments, a great uncle is the brother of your grandfather. You grandfather, of course, is your mother's father. And your mother is the one who labored away to bring forth your ugly face - and still called you cute.

Anyway, at the age of 91, my great uncle died. Some people in my family have noted that it was a shame that he died of CANCER. They have used this event to persuade me of quitting smoking.

Ha! Ha, ha, ha...

Not exactly an evil laugh, but, still...

You see, 91 is still a long time on this earth. And get this, he ran a tavern in Northern Wisconsin most of his life. We used to go there and watch the fights and the pool games.

Once, he jumped over the bar and throttled his son-in-law around the throat. He ALMOST killed him. My father stepped in at the last second and saved the son-in-law, prying away my great uncle's arms from the guy's throat. Christ, he was beginning to turn blue!

Oh for the innocence of youth. I miss those days.

One concern: my family tree is experiencing an uprooting. I don't know if "uprooting" is a word, but, still, we're experiencing it.

Weiss Resigns?

It ain't right for Weiss to withdraw from consideration as a Supreme Court justice. GWB did NOT stay the course on this one, and now he's really confused. He's way off course. He's been heard screaming, "Hey, ya'll, this is NOT funny."

And, Weiss, you should know better. You had a chance for a lifetime appointment while the rest of the world is looking to patch together a full time and a part time job just to pay the wealthy. Come on! Get with the program.

YEA! Go Fitzgerald

Vice President Dick Cheney's chief of staff, I. Lewis “Scooter” Libby, was indicted Friday on five charges that include obstruction of justice, making false statements and perjury in the investigation into the leak of a covert CIA agent’s name.

When you put Libby, Libby, Libby on your label, label, label, etc.

What's a guy named "Scooter" doing in the Whitehouse anyway? Get this: sources close to the Whitehouse (OK, homeless people) tell me that he got his nickname by riding his Big Wheel throughout the hallways of the West Wing! I hear, one day, as he was riding his Big Wheel and shouting "Vroooooom", GWB knocked him over with his bike. Then, I hear, GWB looked at him and said, "I told you I stay the course!"

Goin' Down

I'm goin' down.
Down, down, down, down, down.

-Jeff Beck

OK, I'm still out of work. Somebody give me a freakin' job! Enough already. I've done my time.

Go White Sox!

Hey! Living in the burbs of Chicago can be downright depressing, but all of sudden THE WHITE SOX ARE WINNING?

It's got to be a time warp thing. I swear I saw Shoeless Joe Jackson out there the other night.

GO SOX!

If the White Sox win it all, drinks are on me!

Supreme Court?

The Supreme Court isn't that important anyway. And, it does need a good lawyer to keep the advocates judges in line. Thanks, George!

Sundays! Ugh!

Ugh! Yes, we can watch football games and lounge around doing absolutely nothing. And we can go to church and worship our gods as we see fit.

BUT (and this is a BIG BUT), it's really pre-Monday!