Shootin’ Irons, Sputnik, and Lunacy July 3, 2008
Posted by glabwrites in Ben Joravsky, Big Mike, Cubs, Dementia, Guns, Michael G. Glab, Milo Samardzija, Schoolboy, Sputnikfest, US Supreme Court.2 comments
So, with recession slamming us, gas prices rocketing toward the moon, the housing market flopping, and the very real possibility that the US will elect a (somewhat) black man as President this fall, the Supreme Court issues a death blow to municipal firearms bans. Yikes!
The Real American Girl
The five black-robed Solomons (all nominated by Ronnie Reagan and the Bush Dynasty) who signed off on the majority opinion last week are essentially telling the American public that its right to keep, cherish, and rub shootin’ irons all over their bodies is, well, sacred. Great. Just what we need in a time of economic malaise and jarring social change.
~ This turn of events might have made me depressed (or at least even more so than I usually am) if I hadn’t discovered that the lovely town of Manitowoc, Wisconsin is holding Sputnikfest on Friday and Saturday, September 5th and 6th.
The First Sputnik
It seems a chunk of Sputnik IV crashed onto the streets of said burgh back in 1962. Now a bunch of awfully cool people have come up with this first annual gala to mark the historic event. It’ll be a combination art fair, music fest, food orgy, beer bash, and overall hoot.
Manitowoc is on the way to Door County from Milwaukee and Chicago, so I’d suggest heading there for the weekend (organizers promise to name a Miss Sputnikfest, as if you needed more encouragement) and then driving up to Wisconsin’s thumb for fish boils, fab scenery, and cherry pie.
~ My pal Ben Joravsky tells me my recent post on the Cubs is prima facie evidence that I’m fairly well along on the road to psychosis. I predicted that the Cubs will break my heart this fall by losing the World Series to the Tampa Bay Rays. Here’s an excerpt of his response:
…and you’re doing this fretting in june, mind you, months before the post season begins. the cubs haven’t even made it to the playoffs — much less the world series — and you’re already worrying about losing the series to the rays. it’s like you’ve conjured up the worst of all possible endings to a wonderful season and convinced yourself that it will come true. i love you dearly, big feller, but when it comes to the cubs, you’re nuttier than a fruit cake….
Yeah. Wonderful season. And he tells me I’m crazy.
The Rays Win! The Rays Win!
~ Hey, have you bought Milo Samardzija’s book, “Schoolboy,” yet? If not, why not?
Big Mike
Another Reason to Loathe Skinny People March 28, 2008
Posted by glabwrites in Big Mike, Dementia, Giordano's Pizza, Obesity, Rachel A. Whitmer.add a comment
Oh, good god! I’m really in for it. A study released this week reveals that those of us who are overweight and have large bellies are significantly more likely to suffer dementia as they age.
Aargh!
As if I didn’t have enough to worry about, what with the possibilities of high blood pressure, diabetes, stroke and cardiovascular disease, now I have to fret over losing my mind. Every time I eat pizza now I’m going to be thinking about…, well, how I’m thinking.
The study’s author, Rachel A. Whitmer, PhD, studied some 6500 people in northern California and found that those with the highest rates of abdominal fat were up to three times likelier to go bonkers than those with trim waistlines.
Now, the question is, should I have that last piece of pizza? Is it worth the risk of developing senile dementia? Hmm, I’m thinking, I’m thinking.
Next time,
Big Mike
