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Well, it looks like South Carolina Republican Joe Wilson hit the jackpot when he abandoned civility and blurted out “You lie!” during President Obama’s speech to the nation last month. CNN reports that Wilson has thus far picked up $2.7 million in campaign donations following his outburst. Donations to his opponent have paled in comparison, at just $1.7 million.

Imagine the take if he’d have said “You suck!”

Have we witnessed the dawn of a new political strategy? One where desperate candidates turn ugly and toss a “Hail-Mary” in hope that it won’t backfire? Seems it’s been proven effective, so why wouldn’t others follow suit? Our tabloid society loves sensationalism, and Joe Wilson has become a rock-star among the Jerry Springer crowd. It’s a shame, but unfortunately, it’s not surprising.



Today I’m introducing a new and exciting feature called On Tap, a special section of this blog dedicated to all things beer.

Now, I happen to know that I’ve got a built-in fan base for this subject, and they’ll be the first to dog me if I overhype and under-deliver, so trust me, I don’t take this mission lightly.

Dive in, check it out, and come back often for updates. Got suggestions or ideas? News of your own? Share it. I look forward to your feedback.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot . . . I’ve also updated the About Me page with a photo so those who haven’t seen me in a while (like my parents) can see the face behind the words.

Have a great day!

I guess I’ve been out of the loop. I’ve just learned that on 12/21/2012, one day shy of my 48th birthday, the world will come to an end. It seems that in precisely 3 years, 71 days and 13 hours, the Mayan calendar runs out. Historians, philosophers, astronomers and others are all weighing in on predictions relating to cosmic shifts, meteor showers, tidal waves and all varieties of Armageddon, bringing forth an end to civilization as we know it.

Seriously, who knew?  I guess Nostradamus also predicted it, so there’s gotta be something to it. A quick Google search on the subject yielded over 18 million results, and it looks like there’s a lot of good people out there who, for a fee, can give me the tips I’ll need for survival. There’s even a 2012 Survival Conference planned in nearby Scottsdale next week. Maybe I should go, just in case.

I’ve got mixed feelings about this. As much as I hate the idea of missing out on what I’m sure would have been a swell birthday party, at least I can stop worrying about saving for retirement and the kids’ college. And starting immediately, I will no longer hesitate to order that double bacon cheesburger for lunch.

When the end comes, you’ll find me at home with my family, Guinness in hand. We’ll pull out the lawn chairs, cue up the 2001 Space Odyssey CD, and watch for falling stars.

Hey, at least my term life policy will still be in effect! But then again, I’m sure the insurance company will find some technicality and weasel out of paying up.

Breaking news: Rio de Janeiro has been selected to host the 2016 Summer Olympics, beating out Chicago, Madrid, and Tokyo for the honor.

I actually like this choice. In spite of all the hype and promises to the contrary, hosting the Olympic Games has historically been a losing proposition in terms of direct economic impact, and I think we Americans have better uses for the billions of dollars (Rio is budgeting $14.4 billion) that would need to be invested to pull it off.

The decision also brings the Games to a part of the world that’s never hosted them before, and I think that’s pretty cool. But now, I just have one question: If the Summer Games are played in the southern hemisphere, does that make them Winter Games?