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Out of Sync

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My golf game is dependent on my hitting the ball straight. I’ve been playing for 45 years, and I know my swing. If it goes out of whack, it usually snaps back in early enough in the round, and I can repeat the swing. I’ve played 3 rounds since the weather half-ass broke - and I haven’t felt comfortable. At all! The ball is tailing off to the right, and it’s going nowhere. Wind has definitely been a factor. Cold temperatures. I can’t get the grip right. Now, I’m not butchering it, but it’s driving me crazy. I’ve always said when I’m going bad that I don’t know what I’m doing wrong, and why I’m going good, I don’t know how I fixed it. It’s an infuriating game, and one year I won’t be decent at it anymore. Yesterday, I was in the barrel after a double bogey, and I went for a walk, and a team meeting. Last hole. Par 5. “Hit the damn ball straight.” I was 10 yards past the hole after my 3rd shot. Chipped on. Made the putt. A par to finish on a tough hole. Now? I have to wait about 160 hours...
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Happy Mother’s Day!

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A great Mom is the best. My Mom has lost her memory, but that’s not to say that we haven’t had some great times and laughs over the past year. I discovered that her memory survived when music is being played, and watching her sing every word to ‘Summer Wind’ by Frank was a highlight of the year. Through the years, we shared a love of reading, and one of the television shows we loved was ‘The Odd Couple’. I played her the theme song and we watched a couple of episode clips a few weeks ago. I love that I always had a close relationship with my Mom and I’m grateful she is still here. As for Kathy, she is close to the boys. Perhaps a little too close. A few years back they were in Vegas and she was talking with them and their friends and I heard her calling an uber for them. “What’re you doing?” “Making sure they get back to the hotel safely,” she said. I laughed. But that’s what a Mom does. And there’s no expiration date to it. Happy Mother’s Day to all the Moms out there. Have a perfect ...
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The Stones

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The Rolling Stones are releasing an album of new songs in July. They put out the first two this week, and I couldn’t help smiling through the opening riff. Classic blues, Mick, gritty lyrics.  Turn it up! The Sabres and Yankees both laid an egg last night, and it’s crazy how emotions are centered on a game. It’s a good thing too, as the country spirals down the drain. Gas prices are out of hand, huh? It’s sad. People struggling to keep their necks above the water aren’t going to be able to do that much longer. But we don’t want Iran to have a nuke that they didn’t have. I learned late on Friday that I have my Vegas safety comedy residency back and that it’s uncensored. “Free rein,” the guy said. “I caught your act a few years back and it could’ve been on HBO.” That’s always great fun, and Kathy is excited about the trip. What else? Weather still sucks. Gonna’ try tomorrow to find the swing…. …hoping the wind is quiet. Go Sabres 
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And Now….A Virus! 🦠

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Hearing the mumbling about the Hantavirus making its way to America. Remember how much fun we had during Covid? I’m sure we’ll be well-informed. What’s known so far is that it started on a Dutch cruise ship and has to do with rodents. Didn’t we do away with the World Health Organization? I know that no one believes in science, and I can’t wait for the first press conference where we spit ball drinking bleach or shooting ultra-violet light up our asses. Why not, right? The war has grown boring as it goes like this: “We are doing really well. Iran loves us now, and we are hours away from a deal that saves us all from the nuclear bomb that they were going to drop on us, but I stopped it, and did you hear that I passed a cognitive test? The first question was easy. There was a picture of a giraffe. I aced that part, and the doctor said, with tears in his eyes, that no one ever got that answer so fast, and Obama wouldn’t take it. I’ve stopped eleven wars.” And then Iran bombs our ships. The...
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Absolutely Senseless

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The orange pedophile has been doing a lot of talking lately. He had a group of children into the Oval Office and he asked one young girl which sports she liked. She said volleyball and soccer. He told her she was a little short to play volleyball. You don’t say things like that to children, but who knows, right? He went into the war with Iran. Seriously, he talked to the children about Iran shooting protesters in the head. He also spoke to them about the election being stolen and how he aced his dementia test. To children!!! But he’s all there, right? Then to top it all off, Melanoma joined him and spoke of his ‘great empathy’. The audience laughed! When he spoke of his wife he mentioned that she has a boy that she loves who is quite tall. It’s his kid!! Yet, he never says that. He always references that: “She has a boy.” No wonder he doesn’t know how to talk to children. He probably shouldn’t be left alone around them anyway. He was Epstein’s best buddy.
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John Sterling

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John Sterling was a tremendous baseball announcer. Don’t let anyone tell you differently. Sure, sometimes he’d say: “The bases are loaded and there are two outs, and the Yankees are up one. They need to get this out or they won’t be leading anymore.” But he had tremendous calls for every Yankee who hit a homer. “Bernie Goes Boom!” Was a favorite and he would end that call with “Burn, baby burn.” I have always loved listening to baseball on the radio, but it takes a great announcer to make that work. Sterling knew how to pace himself. Baseball is a game that doesn’t need endless chatter, and allowing the game to breathe is essential. And of course, “Theeeeeeeeee Yankeeeeeeeees Wiiiiiiiin!” Was what we all waited for. John Sterling wasn’t Vin Scully who was the absolute master, but he was great. That simple. A good announcer can make a kid love a game. Sterling and Kay (and then Suzyn) on the radio and Scooter and Frank White on television were the voices I heard every night as a Yankees...
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Twenty Grand & Slowing Down

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Oliver will catch his 20,000th pass of 2026 tomorrow. He will get a new ball to commemorate the achievement. Yet, two years ago he would catch 100 passes per outing. Last year he was good for 50. Currently, he catches 30-40 each time. He’s slowing down, but the fact of the matter is that he’s always up for a game. At the end of each month, I give away a prize to the family member who gets closest to the number. Kathy won it this week. As the weather improves, the number will get bigger each month. 100 grand for the year is in play. As for my game and happy place, golf has been a bit of a grind so far, as I’m trying to work out the kinks. Through most of two rounds, my driver has been off. The 7-wood has bailed me out, and Chippy has been good, but it’s a wonderful game because if your mechanics are a tick off, it’ll destroy you. We’ll get there. Windy and chilly aren’t the best conditions to work things out, but there’s hope.  I hit good drives on the last 4 holes of the round, so ...
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