Joey ate 69 of these yesterday. Have a close look at the nutrition facts. This does not include the buns.
My friend Stan Berkowitz asks how Mayor Bloomberg can show up at Coney Island and endorse this lunacy.
My friend Stan is right.
This is how you do it. Kudos, NY Post!
USA Today posted this on Facebook (Photo by Buggie Vegas, AP):
A waterspout spun by Grand Isle, La., last week. Although it looks intimidating, the spout did little damage.
And I can’t stop looking at it. Just amazing.
We don’t have stuff like this in New York. And much as I’d love to see one of these things live and in person, I also have to admit that some things are best seen in photos.
How on earth does someone at the Washington Post write “Woman in iconic Boston Marathon photograph talks about how her and her sister banded together …”
From Carl Cannon’s Morning Note in Real Clear Politics today:
Today would have been John F. Kennedy’s 96th birthday. It’s hard to think of JFK as an old man. In our minds he is forever youthful because he died young. He was only in his first term as president – and the father of young children – when he was cut down by an assassin’s bullet on that grim November morning in Dallas.
But on this day, in 1917, Rose Kennedy gave birth to the second of her nine children at home on Beals Street in Brookline, Mass. His older brother, Joe, had been named after the patriarch of this Irish-American clan; and the matriarch of the family named her second son after her own father, John Francis Fitzgerald – “Honey Fitz,” a former U.S. congressman, beloved Boston mayor, and devoted Red Sox fan.
They would call the boy Jack.
Yes, that’s a logo. Unveiled yesterday. Weird.
That’s the question that was making the rounds on the social networks yesterday. Even got some coverage on the Today Show (http://www.today.com/news/does-j-c-penney-tea-kettle-look-hitler-6C10100642).
Simple answer . . . NO. It doesn’t. The notion is ridiculous, and it reflects on some of the foolishness that passes for news these days. It’s a tea kettle. Nein furor.
I enjoyed a couple of bottles of Palm Belgian Ale at dinner the other night. Enjoyed it enough that I took a picture so I’d remember it next time I’m at the local beer store. (The beard behind the beer is Grant’s, not mine. His beard is much older.)
So let’s talk about today’s proposal by the National Transportation Safety Board to lower the BAC limit for drivers to .05 from .08.
My take . . . If you think lowering the BAC content is intrusive or nanny-state, then you’re drinking too much. According to CNN:
Under current law, a 180-pound male typically will hit the 0.08 threshold after drinking four drinks in an hour, according to an online blood alcohol calculator published by the University of Oklahoma.
If you lower the BAC to .05, then it becomes three drinks in an hour.
IMHO . . . If you’re having more than three drinks in an hour, you don’t belong behind the wheel.
The NTSB says lowering the BAC will save 500-800 loves a year. I’m good with that, too.
I stopped at two beers. It isn’t so hard.
My dad told me some 50 years ago that Willie Mays was the greatest all-around ballplayer ever. I’m not one to argue with my dad. Today is Willie’s 82nd birthday. Now starting in centerfield . . . No. 24 . . .
A Diner, a Family and a Murder Plot
Great story in the N.Y. Times today. Enjoy.
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