"I'm a U.S. Senator - So What Do You Think About That?"

Right now, not a whole lot.

Once again, I am mesmerized by the bright sheen of splendid hypocrisy at its finest.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the honorable (yeah, right) Senator Larry Craig of Dust-it-under-the-rug, Idaho.



Man, if you're gay, just admit it. But don't profess to be someone you're not and discriminate against the gay population in your politics while leading a double life.

And if you just have psychological issues, get a therapist. Deal with it, dude.

But wishing it away just doesn't work.

A Slice of Life in Florida

This interesting little story from Hernando Beach raises an interesting question that was the subject of lunchtime conversation for some co-workers today.

Is your glass of water at a restaurant truly complementary and if so, then how could this ever happen?

I've seen people often whip out an iced tea or lemonade packet and dump it into a glass of water and have never heard of anyone being charged for doing that.

It must be truly hard times at the King Buffet.

The Not-So-Lighter Side Of Show Biz

Why are we so surprised when we learn that funny people have problems, too? Do we seriously think that money and fame are solutions to everything?

And have we learned nothing from the writers, actors and leaders that appeared to have it all and decided to end it all because it just wasn't enough or what they were looking for?

Hang in there, lost funny man. Whatever your woes, I hope you find your way.

Let The Football Season Begin

Ugh. I can't believe I drank the whole thing.

I'm still recovering from last night's Kuhn Games fantasy football draft. We had a good time, enjoyed some tasty treats and drank up. Ten teams met at the Kuhn abode to select 18 players each.

Oh, sure,everyone was pleasant enough at first.

Even Dexter enjoyed the festivities. And you know how he loves hanging out with the ladies.

But then these teams got serious. They meant business.

Left me with absolutely no choice. No options.

No running backs.

Yeah, I managed to get a few top-notched players like Peyton Manning, Marvin Harrison and Steve Smith. But I tanked in the running back department.

Here is this year's team to beat (yeah, right). May I introduce the 2007 Lexington Doxies...

QB Peyton Manning IND
QB Vince Young TEN
QB Jason Campbell WAS
RB Deuce McCallister NO
RB Brandon Jacobs NYG
RB Lamont Jordan OAK
RB Leon Washington NYJ
RB Michael Pittman TB
REC Marvin Harrison IND
REC Steve Smith CAR
REC Chris Cooley WAS
REC Santonio Holmes TEN
REC Ben Watson NE
REC Kevin Curtis PHI
K Shayne Graham CIN
K Matt Stover BAL
DEF Patriots NE
DEF Eagles PHI

The teams are official. (See, the Commish even gave it his blessing below.) Yeah, I really am stuck with this crap.

I only hope this stinkin' team of mine has a chance to win a game or two.

Catching Up With Ya

Okay, admittedly I've been a little MIA lately. Sorry about that.

Let's see what's happened since I've been out of the loop.

Hmmm...

Meteor showers rained down upon us (although I didn't see anything like this around my house but my hubby insists that he saw at least one like that!)

We golfed (woo-hoo!)



Lindsay Lohan got a slap on the wrist.


Nicole Richie got a slap on the wrist.


Michael Vick got a slap on the wrist by the law but at least the NFL made the right call. Man, this has not been a good year for Virginia Tech students and fans. What a creep.

And I got the chance to interview this guy...

Matt Bryant, kicker for the Tampa Bay Bucs. Nice guy. Probably red state, but I really liked him. Good man.

I also interviewed two of the Bucs cheerleaders (sorry, no pictures, guys!) for a new Tribune magazine in the works. I'm supposed to chat with Joey Galloway next week. Cool. Very cool.

So what's in store for this weekend? Interestingly enough, football, football and more football. The third annual KuhnGames.com Fantasy Football Draft at the Kuhn abode. More on that soon...

Hypocrisy At Its Finest

Am I the only person who finds this story completely appalling? How can an organization that claims to be accepting and loving of all people turn on one of its own members?

Disgusting.

Poker Takes Over Local Track

This victory goes to the dogs... read on!

You Must Remember This, A Pic Is Just a Pic...

This is a really cool link that I heard about on my favorite pop culture site, Pop Candy.

Behold! A list of 52 of the most influential photos of all time.

Enjoy (you'll definitely see some you'll recognize!)

Aah...Home, Sweet Home

My favorite spot to be. Yep, spending the days on the links.

We visited our usual place - Hidden Creek in Zephyrhills. I finally remembered to bring the camera (about time - we've only been there about 20+ times!)

And, no, we didn't play very well. Actually, I had a string of 7 holes that rocked...but the other 11 holes - eh - nothing special. As always, Larry hit the infamous "bridge" that likes to swallow only Larry's golfballs --- every time we come here.

Still, there's just no better place to be. Just me and my hubby.

And those faithful cheap-o clubs o' mine.

A Sad Day in Minneapolis

Unbelievable. I'm dumbfounded by the images.

An incident like this really makes you analyze how much we take for granted. Even the roads beneath us.

Sometimes we forget how fortunate we are. And then we're reminded.

About four or five years ago, Larry and I visited the area. I worked a tradeshow, Lar spent time catching up with old friends. We probably crossed that bridge, maybe a few times. We caught a hockey game, made our obligatory Mall of America trip (okay, two of them) and saw the sites though we only had a small window of time.

Unbelievable.