What a past couple of days, where to start, what to hit on and which tales to tell. Let’s tackle the NFL draft first; the best part of the draft is that when it starts, that means we are that much closer to it being over. And not having to hear about it from every sportscaster, columnist, college flunky or plumber for another 364 days. I guess it’s the one/two days a year that the meter reader gets to think he’s Jerry Jones and act like the balance of the free world hangs on his decision of which 21 year old to turn into an instant lotto winner. So Mathew Stafford gets a guaranteed $41+ million dollar deal, two days before the draft, and they complain that the rich always get richer. Don’t get me wrong I harbor nothing but admiration for Matt (he’s not 12, Mathew is what you call your portly son who may or may not pan out) he’s made it. I admire a guy that started “seeing” a sorority girl at Georgia while still in high school and decided to play his college football between the hedges. Let’s hope ol Katy Kappa didn’t balloon and ended up staying for 5 years with Matt, to reap what she (her father, uncle and grandpappy) sowed. She’s probably earned her share of that “guaranteed money.” Actually even with the freshman, sophomore, junior and two senior 15's, she’ll look better than anything he sees in Detroit.
Mike Leach – Somehow this guy managed to bitch and moan his way into another conversation that would have been just fine without him. I guess knowing your Pepperdine Law degree got you a lifetime in Lubbock would have those kinds of psychotic effects. Good thing because the world always needs complete tools, meaning Graham Harrell will always have a job.
So Barry O and Co. decided to fly Air Force One and two fighter jets over NYC, smooth move. Apparently it was for a photo opp. Well somewhere tonight Ansel Adams IS NOT flipping in his grave because I’m willing to bet that NYFD Ladder Co. #32 won’t have that print hanging in their firehouse. I know you’re just a puppet, but come on even Bill Clinton knew to only sleep with ugly chicks.
With the good rain and some smart fertilizing, the Celebrity and Brandywine Tomatoes are taking off. I bet they have put on 6-8 inches of growth in the past week. The peppers are starting to bud; the real test will come keeping the squirrels and Jays out of them. The pistol BB gun that lobs bb’s at about 30 ft/second has not exactly deterred them. I have heard that fox urine sprinkled around the base of the plant will. I just happen to be fresh out.
It seems as a country we are reverting back to the ways of imperialism and isolationism. Many thought the Barry O would bring us all together, but it seems his reign is creating serious lines of division. It’s been a long time since there were this many people that held so much animosity towards the leader, those that follow and those that oppose. America was founded on the ideals that with hard work, a few breaks and a sound economical environment, anyone could succeed. In 100 days the socialist Democratic Party has done everything in their power to thwart that thought. I still believe in capitalism and survival of the fittest, even though if my life depended on eating fish I would be malnourished, I still think those virtues hold true. We shall see…..
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