I was shocked and dismayed –I think we all were- to learn that Goldman Sachs had been involved in whatever it was they did. I had always ranked them with unlicensed boxing promoters and taxi drivers in Cairo, as people who inspire one with absolute confidence.
The Conceptualists would answer: It’s not permanence and materials, all that Winsor & Newton paint and other crap, that are at the heart of art, but two things only: Genius and the process of creation! Later they decided that Genius might as well take a walk, too.
Often people attempt to live their lives backwards; they try to have more things, or more money, in order to do more of what they want, so they will be happier. The way it actually works is in reverse. You must first be who you really are, then do what you need to do, in order to have what you want.
I saw this video of a cat playing with an iPad. I love how the guy at the end says “You sure are a smart cat, buddy.”
LOL! That is a DOPEY cat! He’s as dopey as those dopey dogs that chase laser pointers at the dog park.
Is THAT all you have to do to be a smart cat? Bat at things that move or make noise?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
— Lightning 
Sometimes it is worth trying to find a way to solve problems that doesn’t involve more structure, more meetings, more roles, more documents, more setup.
I was walking my dog when we met an Asian man with a Pomeranian.
“Friendly?” I asked, pointing at the dog.
“Poh-mah-ranian,” the man replied.
This is our office parking lot at 6:30 p.m. on a Friday . . .
LOS ANGELES — Dixie Carter, the “Designing Women” star who used her Southern charm, quick wit and stately beauty in a host of roles on Broadway and television, died Saturday. She was 70.
Publicist Steve Rohr, who represents Carter and her husband, actor Hal Holbrook, said Carter died Saturday morning.
I must say this comes as quite a shock — not that Dixie Carter died but that Hal Holbrook is still alive.
I have great anxiety, hope, desperation, regret, anger, joy, shingles and insight. I balance all of these just saying hello to someone.
German industrial orders static in February
Last weekend’s WIHA roller hockey tournament in Irvine brings us a lesson in hubris . . .
My kid plays for Revision Devil Dogs, a 16U AA team. Unfortunately, the 16U teams showing up for WIHA tournaments this season haven’t been providing a lot of competition for the boys so they’ve played up the last couple of tournaments in the 18U AA division.
In this one, they found themselves in a situation where if they won their fourth and final round-robin game against AKS by at least two goals, they’d finish in a three-way tie for second and would, based on a complex tie-break formula including goals against, get to play in the final.
A Devil Dog loss, tie or even a one-goal victory would put AKS in the final.
AKS is a good team. They beat the Devil Dogs easily in a tournament in February and seemed to be clowning around the whole time. I’m sure they gave zero thought to the possibility of losing this game.
The AKS coach obviously hadn’t bothered to work through the tie-break scenario because after coming back from 5-2 down to 5-4, he pulled his goalie with about a minute left in the game, allowing a Devil Dog player to score an empty-net goal with 11 seconds left and knock AKS out of the final with a 6-4 win.
The Dogs lost the final 2-1 to top-seeded Reebok HB — still a good result for playing up in a higher age bracket.
Next up: NARCh regional qualifier in two weeks.
The Lion in Winter arrived from Netflix . . .
“That doesn’t sound too gay,” my son says sarcastically.
“What’s gay about it?” I ask. “Lions aren’t gay. Winter is not gay.”
“It’s the combination of the two,” he says.
My car smells like fresh strawberries today!
And I don’t mean some phony air freshener, I mean my wife gave our boy a bowl of fresh strawberries to eat while I drove him to school this morning — and he didn’t eat them. They’re still sitting on the front seat of my car.
Ahh, but the strawberries that’s . . . that’s where I had them . . .
