What a weekend. Two soccer games, the first sail of the season, the St. Joan of Arc fair, a dinner out to more or less celebrate our anniversary, and flower day at the Eastern Market. One of those weekends when you need another weekend, just to recover.
You don’t need a blow-by-blow, but hear this: I’m terribly disappointed that I didn’t win the Basket of Cheer at the St. Joan of Arc fair — a wheelbarrow full of so many bottles of booze I could have opened a tavern and not restocked for a year. Five bucks seemed a small price for a chance to win this third-place prize (first was a new lawn mower, which I don’t need). Ah, well. I guess Jesus loves me anyway.
The first sail was glorious — stiff breeze straight out of the west, clear skies, a rare day above 70 degrees. I picked up a little split of champagne en route and we all had a drink, plus a bit for the boat and the lake. Kate made a face at her own taste, and we told her about Dom Perignon’s eureka moment when he accidentally made champagne (“I am drinking stars!”). She was unimpressed. I wonder if any of the Dom’s Own was in the Basket of Cheer.
HoffaFest 06 — No body yet. We’ll keep you posted.
But many bodies in the Wayne County morgue after some bad heroin comes to town. Gotcha WMD, gotcha WMD!
He climbed Mt. Everest, even though he’s… something. Gay, blind, whatever.
I should say, though, that errors are errors, and then, there are errors: The lead story on Indiana’s NewsCenter Sunday 6:00 P.M. newscast was that former Mayor Ivan Lebamoff “was laid to rest today.” According to Eric Olsen, funeral services had taken place earlier in the day at St. Nicholas Eastern Orthodox Church. … Funeral Services will be held on Monday at 11:00 A.M.
Every so often people ask me what’s the big deal if newspapers and TV stations cut staff, so what if fewer people are there? So what if we save money by hiring greenhorns? So what, so what, so what? Well, because sometimes you bury a guy a day early, that’s what. Presumably they spelled his name correctly, though; I’ve tuned in local TV in Fort Wayne to find a former mayor, Win Moses Jr., ID’d in his super as “Wynn Moses.”
(Oh, and speaking of local media and the work it’s been doing lately, Fort Wayne Observed broke the actual news of the former mayor’s death more than four hours before the evening paper did.)
Between you and those damn videos, I may not get anything done tonight.
Housekeeping note: I put up a few recent clips in pdf format on a new page, The Clip File. It’ll be a work in progress.