One year ago, Sesame Street puppeteer Jerry Nelson died. Another of the greats passed at the same moment as Mr. Nelson.
Count Von Count, Sesame Street’s counting vampire, has been gone for one, one year.
I took the liberty of writing an obituary for The Count on the day we lost him, because it would have been uncool to write one while the man was still counting.
Count backward from 365, or just click here to go back to my obit for Count Von Count.
Yes, I know Reggie Jackson was called Mr. October. If he has anything to say about me taking over the title, he can come see me after he writes an obituary for a puppet.
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Last week, I discussed the injustice of Olympic medals going to equestrian riders instead of their horses. There was a mix of responses supporting and opposing my position.
I’m not one who presents problems without proposing a reasonable solution. Perhaps you won’t think this a reasonable solution, but I think you’ll find it unique.
Anatomy Of An Idea
Horses exist in most countries, certainly all that might host the Olympics. England is home to a significant equestrian culture.
I don’t often write about sports, I’m making a exception here with a post to purge some frustration.
On my way home from work, I was forced to listen to the radio broadcast of the Carolina Panthers on the local station, WBT -AM. This never fails to be a miserable experience, even in a winning season.
Today, after successive awful plays by the defense that resulted in a score by the Panthers opponent, play by play hack Mick Mixon announced that the Panthers fans in attendance were in “stunned silence”.
I beg to differ, Mr Mixon. Read the rest of this entry »
[picapp align=”right” wrap=”true” link=”term=world+cup+jersey&iid=9182656″ src=”http://view2.picapp.com/pictures.photo/image/9182656/south-africa-bloemfontein/south-africa-bloemfontein.jpg?size=500&imageId=9182656″ width=”234″ height=”137″ /]Today I ate lunch in a restaurant where a World Cup Soccer Match was on the television. For those of you who are keeping track, Uruguay 1 Mexico 0. In soccer, zero is pronounced nil. Anyhow, at the end of the game the players exchanged jerseys. I think this is a really nice gesture of respect and a great way to get a cool memento.
I’ve seen the jersey swap enough to know that it is a tradition of the sport. Today it occurred to me that it might be a good idea to extend the tradition beyond the confines of the football pitch.
Did you notice that? I live in the U.S., but I didn’t call it a soccer field. I am so open minded. Don’t let that distract you from the premise. The shirt exchange is an idea whose time as come.
[picapp align=”left” wrap=”true” link=”term=doctors+scrubs&iid=8772563″ src=”http://view4.picapp.com/pictures.photo/image/8772563/natalie-portman-and-ben/natalie-portman-and-ben.jpg?size=500&imageId=8772563″ width=”234″ height=”351″ /]Several months ago I wrote about an adventure I had while being treated for a kidney stone. That stone hurt a lot. The emergency room physician diagnosed me quickly and got me relief from the pain. Read the rest of this entry »