As Per Usual

It’s all about #1.

I was checking my texts a couple days ago, mainly for the latest war plans, and I get one from #1, who is in Jina (aka China). He expressed his “disappointment” about there being no recent blog. After I responded with “I got your disappointment right here!", I decided to look in on my Statcounter. Nothing from China, which was no surprise given their gubmint keeps a tight rein on everything. My count is up to 48,053, but that is inflated because it usually counts double.  Here’s the latest example.

That one happens to be The Wolv.  I’ll be including his street address on my next post so you can send him fan mail when he wins my Yahoo March Madness tourney.

Happy Birthday #1

March Madness

Today is Selection Sunday so check your email for an invite to my Yahoo tourney.  My girl’s school, UCSD, is in it for the first time after going D1 a few years ago, so it will be a very inviting underdog pick.

I wrapped my weekly training session earlier today, but I still have tons of energy to deliver a post.  My personable trainer accompanies me on my walk and then we get to my PT exercises. I do that by myself the rest of the week but it sure is nice to discuss NFL free agency.  Gosh, where will Aaron Rogers end up?  Maybe the Steelers should check into what Y.A. Tittle is up to. Wait, scratch that.

We had a big week socially. We went into the city this past rainy Thursday for a breakfast for The ARC San Francisco, a fantastic organization that works with adults with intellectual and developmental disabilities. We heard inspiring stories of how ARC has changed the lives of many.  My bud #1 is on the board and his younger son is one of ARC’s clients. They have quite a waiting list, but you could help out in that regard by making a donation here. Put that boomer cash to excellent use.

https://fundraise.givesmart.com/f/3iz4/n?vid=1ibvtu

Friday night we had my high school buds TK, UK and 4M and their spouses over for dinner.  4M dug deep into his wine cellar to produce a magnum of 1974 Mirassou Cab. It was a knockout. 1974 was the year of our high school graduation. He also brought a magnum of Franck Bonville champagne and a 1999 Turley Petite Syrah. The UK gifted me a Ridge Petite Syrah, which lasted until about 9pm.  We served the recipe below.  It is tasty and very easy.  You didn’t think I was going to expend too much energy on these guys, did you? My wife used her fine baking skills to provide a relatively low-cal cheesecake.

https://cooking.nytimes.com/recipes/1017327-roasted-chicken-provencal

The news always has a good item for the blog, even excluding Trump.  We’ll get to him next, but I was taken aback by this recent headline. It sounds like animal cruelty to me.  I’ve mentioned my boyhood pet turtle Oscar a few times.  I never put Oscar in my pants.  He had a great life until I had to bury him in the backyard of my abode on Monastery Dr. in Latrobe, PA

https://www.nbcnews.com/news/animal-news/man-found-live-turtle-hidden-pants-new-jersey-airport-rcna195942

There’s been a lot of news, as usual, about our Mountebank-in-Chief. He was at the Justice Dept. on Friday and he had vengeance on his mind.  With this guy, every day is Festivus as far as the airing of the grievances. When he’s not doing that, he’s on the White House trying to sell cars. What a clown!

With Love, DJ

The Duchess of Sussex has a new Netflix show out and I am fully on board.  I see a lot of parallels with my blog. The show’s reviews of “so awful it is almost compelling” and an “exercise in narcissism” could readily apply here.

I had a recent email exchange with my pal The Phoenix Flyboy.  He is one of the ten graced with being on the blog’s email list. He said he has made multiple efforts to report it as spam, but it just keeps showing up in his inbox. He’s just pissed because he doesn’t get enough mentions.

My sage elder brother reaches a big milestone on Monday. I’ll be calling to wish him a happy 70th birthday. We make a point of calling each other on our birthdays, carrying on the fine tradition of our father and uncle. If I forget to call, at least I have this post to let him know I was thinking about him at some point.

I’m not sure if I blog too much.  I got a reminder last night from #1 that he’d not seen any recent production when he was over for dinner.  Then I got an email plaint from JB this morning. I think the people on the email list think I blog too much, and most of the rest couldn't care less.  Then there’s outliers like #1 and JB.

I got a text yesterday from The Running Beast, brother of Wig.  Sadly, he has dropped FB, formerly our main communication vehicle. But he still makes an effort to keep me informed about important matters. He let me know JLo was pissed about all the pics of Ben and the other Jen. I feel for her.

JLo is a fashion icon, so she’d look great in this number.  I have 4M to thank for alerting me to this new creation. I think my wife would look good in it as well, but I’m pretty sure I couldn’t handle the cost.  On the up side, we’re getting all the ducting in the house replaced, so I could try to produce a knock off using the old ducting. Couture is my love language.

I just got back from my rigorous .7 mile hiking pole-assisted walk around FC neighborhood 2.  The local kids call me Mr. Sticks. I’ll be bumping it up to .8 on Monday.  I often listen to Pandora with the new ear buds my wife bought me, but today I was alone with my thoughts, a frightening miasma.

Remind me. Are tariffs on or off this week? Are we still in NATO? When the leader of the free world is both an apex predator and a clueless son of a bitch, it tends to give a person news whiplash. I should probably stick to tmz.com only. Also, all future posts will be in English as that is now our official language.

Selection Sunday is a week from tomorrow, so I’ll be sending the Yahoo Tourney invite to the usual suspects. One of the Cinderella candidates from a recent Athletic article is UCSD.  Go Tritons!!