This has been a pretty tough week in my little part of the world...the world that time obviously forgot.
First in importance in this bleak week was the death of Tom Magliozzi of complications from Alzheimer's. Though the name might not be a household word, his radio show on NPR, "Car Talk"
was a staple of Saturday morning errands and yard sales. There were a dozen times, probably ten times that, when we sat in the parking lot, putting off an errand so we could hear just one more call and hear these guys laugh the laughter of the ages.
His brother was on yesterday stating that Car Talk would be in some sort of perpetual NPR re-run and I must tell you that is comforting news.
Last night, about 11:30 or so, the hated Ohio State football guys beat my Michigan State team pretty bad. Actually it was a fun game to watch and both teams are clearly very good but in honesty Ohio State just beat us up. They were better. Strange how it softens defeat to be beaten b
y someone who actually deserved to win. We screwed up some but it wasn't one of those "one bad break" things. We just got whopped.
Speaking of whopping, the blood-curdling siren's song of "Republican's Everywhere" was heard on
Tuesday and unfortunately we will hear it for two years when, come the next election, we will find that these feckless devils will have made America the land that time forgot. That is their habit. They trot it out on a wagon made of smoke and mirrors and pretty soon find it necessary to shoot the horses. When having to go it afoot, they follow a few blind men into the desert and Democrats have to send rescue parties to get them back. Once the Republic is saved, the Republicans will claim they knew the way out and the rest of us got there just in time to watch them return to glory.
“You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!” - Dickens
