…and it made me very sad. I tried to explain it to a normal human being today and while he was very sympathetic in terms of response because he’s such a great guy, I could tell he thought I was nuts.

In blogging terms, I grew up with the Tunchinator. Clearly a kick-ass cat.

Then THIS happened and made me happy. If you don’t read the comments, you don’t learn that the animal shelter getting the Tunchster’s posthumous proceeds hadn’t “received a donation in weeks.” They’ll be over $10K by the weekend. Glorious!

(Tunch? Named after a Pittsburgh Steeler, of course. John’s a Pitt guy.)

I don’t blog much anymore because of John Cole, as he speaks for me on politics and humanity and pets and other shit much better than I do for myself.

First off, I have to agree with Feherty here. Woods sort of exemplifies my riff below. Tiger is more about Tiger than country or team, or at least used to be. (I think he’s more into it as he’s aged.)

Over the course of my lifetime, for sure, the Ryder Cup has grown into a bit of a monster, with hints of overt nationalism, accusations of cheating, wildly unruly fans, and some seriously great and horrid shots under a very powerful sphincter-tightening pressure-cooking microscope. If you understand the game (it’s fabulously difficult, physics-micro-fractions from perfection to horror when hitting a ball a long way with a long stick to a very small target, yet as many different ways to to do it properly as there are golfers–it is the most naturally…”selfish” (?) of major sports), you can understand the drama. It’s a TV natural.

As for the golf, there’s always been a fascinating dichotomy to me, at least over my lifetime, in which it has been very clear to me that the Europeans play better team golf, which when you consider about 90% of golf at that level goes on between the ears, in the minds of the players, and that over the course of my lifetime the Americans have generally been considered to have the better individual set of golfers going in yet regularly get beat, and that oh yes team golf is very different from individual golf, questions are raised as to Why?

One theory that bounces around in my head from time to time is political, to blame/credit soshulism/capitulsim. Nobody ever worries too much if the Americans are down a point or two going into singles, because the American mentality is much more Randian and individually driven, and we usually kick the Yurpean asses in singles, after getting drubbed during the team play. It’s as if the Europeans lift each other up when they’re together, and the Americans aren’t quite comfortable until they’re out there on their own. At least that’s how it seems to me. And that there’s a political metaphor and scientific conclusions to be reached (that are probably beyond our current capabilities) about how national character is indeed influential in the outcome of the Event.

There is no other sport that approaches golf, and the Ryder Cup in particular, as a representation of some of the outcomes of our national characters and politics, because no other sport mixes and matches formats and teams on a regular basis as does golf, which is generally played as an individual sport.

As a possibly ex-golfer, I’m so bad now I’m considering retirement, it sure is a lot of fun to watch. Especially when it’s on a course you’ve walked, if not been connected enough to play.

I have no idea who will win.

Still gets me laughing.

This is genius. Cartman with Tourette’s. The concept may be juvenile, but the execution is near flawless.

…and now in deep. I’ve spent a lot of dough keeping it not just going, but pristine-ish lately. It was “going” fine, in fact I’m sure most people wouldn’t have noticed.

It’s 10 years old and was due.

I figured replacing the entire damn suspension was still cheaper than getting a new one. And I do love driving it. But you just never know if it was worth the financial gamble.

Emotionally now, I need 5 more years.

They can’t get rid of my duplicate account, and every now and then just redirect me to the accidental one automatically, and it’s a loop I can’t figure out how to get out of, so they can just kiss my ass.

I’m pretty much frozen out.

My almost 3-year old Mac had a bad “N” key, so I took it in for a look-see.

They said they would order the part, maybe they’d have it by tomorrow (Tuesday) and that it would take 5-7 days to fix, but that I would get a whole new keyboard out of it.

Now, I was pretty sure it wasn’t going to take more than a couple hours to replace an entire keyboard, but I sucked it up emotionally and figured out a way to get by without my computer for a week.

They called tonight and said to bring it in now, and an hour later it was fixed. And, like new tires on your car, you don’t really understand a shitty keyboard until you have a new one.

Why can’t car dealers/servicers do this? It’s not rocket science. Promise low, deliver high. I’ll deal with it if you tell me it is going to take a month or two, honest. Just don’t give me a date-certain and miss it.

MBA not required.

I have managed to persuade at least a handful of parents whose progeny’s behavior was upsetting that it didn’t differ all that much from said parents’ behavior at similar life stages. The closing argument is, “And but you turned out fantastic!”

It’s one of the great things about knowing people a long time.

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