Sweetheart, I Was Only Being Kind to a Scared Kid in a Bar. That's all.

On 12 December 2010, following press reports linking her romantically with Australian cricketer Shane Warne, Hurley announced via her Twitter account that she and her husband Arun had separated several months earlier. Hurley filed for divorce on 2 April 2011, citing Nayar's "unreasonable behaviour" as the cause.The divorce was granted on 15 June 2011

The poor kid. It all started on an October night -A Friday I believe in 2009. I had made my way up to the fabled Pump Room of the Ambassador East Hotel. It was about 4:30 PM as I recall - too early for the Commodore Max Weismann and his posse of Steve, Jesse, Yancie, and other worthies, Angel was behind the bar. Angel fixed me a tall soda and lime and asked if I wanted the dried spicy Wasabi pea and cracker mix. " Nix, on that, Angel. I'm waiting for my Angel and she's running late." I dug into my strides for my roll and pinched out a couple of Hamiltons and two Jacksons. Angel, held up his palm, " The Lady on the other side asked me to keep you from getting thirsty."


No sooner had Angel placed my beverage in front of me than a young girl in her early forties slinked onto the stool next to mine. She was good-looking as most girls go, but I got eyes only for one at a time and mine have been locked on only one for three years. I might have mentioned her here from time to time, but she is a private type and not given to the big public stage, if you get me.

The same can not be said for my new friend. We talked for a good hour or so and then I had to beat it and meet the one I am roped to around the heart.

I liked the kid well enough, but nixed her overtures. I had listened to her man troubles and loneliness tales. I left her softly . . . with these words, " Kiddo, only suckers beef."

I tucked a sawbuck under my glass and slide a couple of double sawbucks to Angel on the quiet, "Angel, get the kid a few, but don't let her drive. We'll be back for the Andrew Distel show later. Ask, Max to see that she don't make trouble, or let Maynard take advantage of her, Okay?" Angel is a pro's pro.

I thought that was it. Not at all. I get these as regular as Patrick Cox IRS* commercials on cable TV.

Dear Pat,
Did you lose my number? Did we even exchange numbers? I know we don’t know each other that well, yet we were intimate when I stayed in Chicago in 2009. Was that just a casual thing for you? If so I will take the hint and assume that you don’t want to take this further. If not, you know how to find me by looking me up. This requires you to remember my last name. If you have already forgotten my last name, then perhaps you shouldn’t be calling me . . . Dear God, that you were. You didn't seem cruel. You were charm itself. Perhaps it was my foolish heart, or the scent of Club Man that you wore. I am devastated think of you, Otherwise, I really would look forward to seeing you again.
Yours sincerely,
Elizabeth



My Dearest Pat,
I am so distraught that we can’t ever be together. I wish you could wrap me in your arms and tell me it will all be ok but I know you can’t. I will make this brief because I know it hurts you to see me this way.
Even though you have left me for that singer, I will always love you anyway. I want to let you know that if your woman ever hurts you in any way, that I will be here to embrace you with my unconditional love.

Please continue to love me too even though fate has split us apart! I should not have allowed her to have you, May you be blessed and cradled in the arms of those who love you forever. May you recognize that true love is letting go as I have done…
I love you…
Lonely LIZ


Dear Mr. Hickey,

Hey, what’s up? YOu never call or write; hope you are ok. I only keep track of your doings on this silly blog of yours.

I'm sorry. It is not silly. It is my only connection to you. I replay our few hours in the Pump Room every day. Until you went to meet her.

Where did you go? I was thinking about you today, hoping you’d call or email. Silly me, I guess I am under the delusion that the more I think of you, the more inclined you will be to call, email or stop by for a visit.


Please drop me a note to let me know that you are still interested in continuing this spark in my heart, so I know what to expect. Sorry to sound so disappointed, but you have trained me to think of contact from you as being the highlight of my day. Now I feel like I have nothing to look forward to . . . only on this blog more fool me. You delete my notes and why?

Sorry, all of this is making me a little mad, not only at you for being so silent, but also at myself, for loving you when you may not be interested.
I miss you,
Your Liz


Dear Master and Commander of My Heart, My Soul and All that surrounds it,

I am writing you because I realized that that I didn’t say everything I needed to last.

It’s funny that you should reject me that particular day, because that day, I was feeling that we had never been closer. I guess that was a beautiful delusion.

To tell you the truth, I know you were a bit put off by my request to . . .well, you know. In fact, I was shocked that my overture was met with such rigid moral rectitude.

I am wondering why you would go to all the effort of making me feel so loved and emotionally secure by commiserating with my loneliness and lack of centered self-respect and then pull the rug out from all that I believe by rejecting my suggestion.

Maybe this is all my fault and along I have been interpreting your behavior as a green light to go forward. If so I apologize. If that is true, then why did you encourage me by taking hands in your strong but gentle grip and beaming those understanding and sexy earth-tone eyes of yours. It is frightening me to think that you could be so manipulative as to play with my feelings like that, or that my own intuition about you is so misguided.
All I can think is that you have been giving mixed messages. You must be either very confused or afraid . . . or as posted some time ago, cruel. Why have you been giving me mixed messages? I need to know, because I still love you.
Always,

Hopeful Lizzy


Hey Mr. Smoothe Creme,

Please do me a favor and read all of this letter and think about what it says. I hope what has happened doesn’t mean that we have broken up. I hope we haven’t. It’s pretty lonely around here without you.

I have pretending these last three years, you blackguard.

I understand why you have made the choices you have. I understand that your little singer friend ( I followed her on day this past week, during a stay over at that dredful Peninsula) is the best thing for you. Still you need to know that even though you are far away, I need to think of you and pretend you are here every single moment of the day.

There is something I have told you. I really love you. I can’t sleep without knowing for sure that we still have the future. Yet I am sleeping more to avoid knowing that you are far away. This is the only way I can still pretend that you are still with me in person.

I really did believe from the first time that had we gotten together at that I would not wasted my time with footballers, heirs and Euro-trash royalty and that we would always be together. Please tell me I wasn’t wrong. Please tell me that the love I saw in your eyes was not my imagination.

Can we do this long distance? Let me know or set me free, even though it would break my heart.
Love always,


Elizabeth Hurley

Sweetheart, I'd like to find a razor that don't get dull.


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The Great Keely Smith Still at It

At her sexiest best in the early 1960's with Louis Prima and Sam Butera







The Lass is still Class!

Leo 26, St. Laurence 20: The Lions off to a Nice Start

The Leo Lions won a tough one against Irish Christian Brother sibling St. Laurence last night in the newly up-graded and re-surfaced Gately Stadium at 103rd & Corliss in Pullman.
Gatley Stadium was covered with the obsolete Astro-turf, which was like playing on a pool table. The Lions and the Vikings have a long and mutually respectful rivalry begun when Leo men Tom Kavanaugh and the great Mike O'Neill ( son of legendary Leo coach Horsey O'Neill)* led the Irish Christian Brother school in west suburban Burbank, IL.
Last year St. Laurence dominated the Lions on their home field.

Last night at the iconic limb-taxing Gatley Stadium the Lions bested the Vikings.

I am off to Dan Ryan Woods to catch the Leo Freshman play against the young Vikings at 9AM.

UpDate: The Young Lions lost to the Vikings 19-14 in a very well-played and disciplined game. Way to Go, Vikings!


Well done Lions - Coach Holmes and his staff prep-ed you gents solid.


White Division Chicago Catholic League 2010-2011

Conference Overall



Bishop McNamara 7 0 8 3
Saint Ignatius 5 2 5 6
St. Laurence 5 2 6 5
Leo 4 3 5 5
De La Salle 3 4 3 6
Gordon Tech 2 5 2 7
Hales Franciscan2 5 2 7
St. Joseph 0 7 0 9

Leo Fight Song
Oh, when those Leo men fall into line,
And their colors black and orange
are Unfurled,
You see those Brawny stalwarts wait
The sign,
And then their might against the foe
Is hurled
For then the foe shall feel the lions might,
And spirit of our team’s attack,
For with every heart and hand,
We will fight as one strong band,
For the honor of the orange and black!
RAH! RAH! RAH!

From the Great Taylor Bell
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To this day, Mike O'Neill hasn't gotten over it. He is retired after coaching football for 20 years at Andrew High School in Tinley Park but he still remembers that day in 1977 when, as an assistant at St. Laurence, the heavily favored Vikings lost 14-0 to Deerfield in the semifinals of the state playoff and coach Tom Kavanagh quit.

"We were an outstanding team. We were playing our best football. We had played so well the week before to beat Elk Grove (34-15)," O'Neill recalled. "But Deerfield did some things that we didn't figure out. They were much better than we thought. Emotionally, we just didn't have it that day."

Losing to Deerfield was unexpected. But what came afterward was unimaginable.

"When we got back to the school, he told us: 'That's it for me.' We had no hint that he was quitting. He wanted to go out and build homes," O'Neill said.

Kavanagh had gotten married. His teaching salary wasn't enough to support his family. He had a side job, contracting to build new homes, which he did before and after school. He just walked away from coaching. He never attended another football game at St. Laurence.

So ended a short but brilliant coaching career. The Chicago Catholic League peaked in the late 1960s and 1970s as Kavanagh and fellow coaches Pat Cronin of St. Rita, Lou Guida of Mendel, Bob Spoo of Loyola, Tom Winiecki of Gordon Tech and Tom Mitchell of Brother Rice took the conference to another level and into the state playoff.

Kavanagh coached for only eight years. His teams won 80 percent (67-17-4) of their games, won a state championship in 1976 and three consecutive Prep Bowls from 1972 to 1974. He inherited a program that was 17-41 in its first seven years and went from 1-8 to 4-3-2 and the school's first-ever Catholic League playoff victory in his first season.

"He was a genius, ahead of his time in football. Whatever he did, coaching football or teaching math or building homes, he thought he could be the best," O'Neill said. "But he used to laugh when people called him a genius. He'd say as long as our players were better than the other team, we will be geniuses. Coaching can't win games, he said, but it can lose games. He believed when St. Laurence started to get talent, they started winning."

Jerry Skizas was the first talented football player to enroll at St. Laurence in 1968. It was the first year that the Burbank school offered leadership scholarships, which paid tuition for 15 to 20 athletes. Skizas was recruited as a quarterback. He chose St. Laurence over Brother Rice, St. Rita and Leo. It was a coup for coach Frank Minik. After graduating in 1972, Skizas earned a scholarship to Tulsa.

Minik was fired after going 1-8 in 1969, Skizas' sophomore year, and Kavanagh was hired. "I cried when Minik was fired But it only took a little time around Kavanagh and you knew him. When I left, I knew Kavanagh was going to do great things. He was brilliant. I was in on the ground floor of the program. More than anyone, he was responsible for building the St. Laurence program," Skizas said.

Kavanagh was an enigma. He had played football for Mike O'Neill's father at Leo and had been a member of the Irish Christian Brothers order that ran Leo, Brother Rice and St. Laurence. He was athletic director at Leo when Mike O'Neill was a student. Then he left the order, taught math at Loyola Academy, then moved to St. Laurence in the spring of 1970.

He was a warm and fuzzy guy. He was intimidating and demanding. He had brutal one-liners for his players. He didn't socialize. He didn't have social graces. He once invited a coach for dinner, then itemized the bill. He was a very private person. No one knew him well. He seemed cold and arrogant and distant and aloof. He didn't have a wide circle of friends. He didn't hang out with coaches. He drank coffee by the pot. He didn't have a retirement party.

He also was an epileptic. Few people were aware of his illness. After one practice, he confided in assistant coach Ray Konrath. "You know when we left the films last night at 11? I left and wound up in Joliet," Kavanagh told Konrath. Some players said he had a seizure in the overtime of the 1976 state championship game. In 1985, he suffered a seizure, drove his pickup truck into a retention pond and drowned.

http://blogs.suntimes.com/lockerroom/2010/08/remembering_tom_kavanagh.html

Sins of the Father -Why Young Stellan, Dakota, or Magnus X Comes Home in Tears from High School

Young Chelmsford Frailbottom III and his Dad Chelms Frailbottom II attend Father and Son Night at Mount Carmel only minutes before an unfortunate turn of events.

Give dad a gift of comfort this Father's Day with his own pair of Franklin + Gower pants and if you have boys in the house why not buy them father son matching pants.

Franklin + Gower is an LA-based collection comprised of custom-tailored pants, shorts and blazers that feature classic styles updated with great fit and fun details, ensuring men can fashion their very own look for any occasion.

Franklin + Gower features classic fabrics like twill, corduroy and seersucker, but allow men to customize the pieces with colorful piping and patterns. The flexibility of Franklin + Gower allows every man, from to rock their style with flair.

Founders and long-time friends, Paco McCauley and Eduardo A. Braniff, founded Franklin + Gower based on a belief in the importance of individual style and dressing to make a statement. They aim to create clothes that bring color, humor and life to every occasion in order to promote their simple philosophy: smile often and keep positive.

Smile all through a certain,thorough and fully justified ass-kicking? Oh, I think not.

The above goes with the photo of the stunning pantaloons. Bullies are not born; they are all too often the product of abusive fathers. Victims are not born; they are all too often the product of abusive fathers.

At some point a Father must explain to his son exactly why he should not wear his Official Harry Potter's Full Length Sorcerer's Cape to opening day at St. Cajetan's, or Clissold for first or second graders. No, really. That paternal habiliment prohibition is fine and solid preparation for the same young buck's entree to Mount Carmel, St. Rita, Marist, Brother Rice, or Leo in years hence. One might dodge the odd raised eyebrow at St. Ignatius or Chicago Latin, but certainly not through or after lunch period. Dad's take care of your sons.

Likewise, even at my hoary age, better souled people let me know that an Indian Head Dress, or that Magnificent Silver trimmed black Charo Hat might not be the accessories to help me close that final solicitation of philanthropically inclined captains of the corporate board room for the good of Leo High School. I am not even allowed to wear my Thom McCann Old Guy loafers that are wildly comfortable but distinguish me not as a Beau Brummel beyond the deck or front porch. That is to the good. My feelings might smart, but damn I look good!

Some Dad's invite whimsy into their children's lives and that is a precious gift, best left under the cedar divider in the bottom drawer of young Persimmon Antwerp's wardrobe. For every Persimmon there is a Draggo Santee awaiting any and all step over the line - whimsy be damned, while walking the concrete, Young Persimmon! Mors est in Arcadia. . .et in Arcadia ego..

By high school age, whimsy can assuredlyt get a whimsical young man's ass-kicked by the AV-Club and the Religion team.

N.B. - this item came to me via e-mail from a young mother very much concerned for her son and her husband - a California native. This sound woman is a south side expatriot living in California, for now. My prayers go with her.

Science: Global Warming and Evolution in Politics - The Alchemists Are Back.

'I believe in evolution ... call me crazy' ... In the end, I can say I believe in science and I believe in God. I don't see the need for one to disprove another. Having said that, I also believe–as a Christian and a thinking individual–that if creation theory is to be taught as “an alternative” to evolution in science classes, it should be presented in a scientific way and other creation ... Jon "As Clear as Mud" Huntsman -MSNBC Republican Candidate for President


Q. When the Philosophers speak of gold and silver, from which they extract their matter, are we to suppose that they refer to the vulgar gold and silver?
A. By no means; vulgar silver and gold are dead, while those of the Philosophers are full of life 1766 Alchemical Catechism, Théodore Henri (Ted Henry) de Tschudi


Al Gore says the planet is melting and has the science to prove it. I have a Chicago Telephone Directory. I could use that mass of data and call some folks for a random sampling - 'What's it like outside?' Science kids.

I caught Huntsman on the news last night. The guy strikes me as the kid in the AP Class who looks over on the exam papers of his furiously writing peers and gives the examiner the silent high-sign to indicate that those he scans "might be cheating." Nothing scientific in my assessment, just instinct based upon empirical events.

In the 1920's a high school biology teacher in the Bible Belt (Clingers of Guns and Holy Writ) was tried and convicted of violating State Law that forbade the teaching of Darwin's "Theory" of Evolution. This was age of John Dewey! The smart set was Daffy for Dewey the tweedy Brahmin Hegelain at the University of Chicago that was bankrolled by JD Rockefeller and stuffed with Prussian Doktors, while Chicago's stockyards slaughtered, processed and shipped every cloven and hoofed mammal stupid enough to get corralled. University of Chicago was south and mercifully east of the Stockyards; thus avoiding the stench of the blood and offal that fattened Americans. Now that is Darwin, boys and girls.

Straight south of the Yards,lived the Catholics: Irish, Polish, Lithuanian, and some Italian immigrants. Many worked in the Yards and the scent of work followed them home. If you grew up south of 47th Street between State Street and Western Ave. you remember the scent. It was not Chanel #5. Yards blended with the sulfuric scents of small steel and fabrication works. Mmmmmm. Mn. Darwin. The Food Chain. At the top was JD Rockefeller, the Heine Professors, Old Jack Dewey, the students and Dewey Lab Rats, right on out into popular culture and political debate.

JD Rockefeller packed his University with American Protective Association (APA) professors. The APA had no use for Catholics. An alternative to Catholic scholasticism was blended and sold and America lapped it up. Dewey's American Education Evolved. This one valorizes science, tests and measurements, lab coats, charts and polls. Everything became a Science, because Inquiry is Alpha and Omega in Dewey Hegelianiam. Dewey became the gold standard of American Progressives -

Prominent twentieth-century intellectuals like the philosophers John Dewey and Theodor Adorno commented on Catholicism's inherent authoritarianism and its potentially debilitating effects upon the human psyche and personal autonomy, suggesting that it weakened individual moral conviction and shaped the sort of "followers" suitable for totalitarian regimes. At the popular level, church teachings on matters of sexuality received much attention throughout the twentieth century, and American commentators on birth control, abortion, and homosexuality—including many Catholic commentators—criticized as repressive the prohibitive church teachings on these issues, emphasizing the centrality of personal choice in matters of sexuality and the church's disrespect for individual autonomy. Certainly not every expression of disagreement with official church teaching can be understood as "anti-Catholic"; nonetheless, many U.S. church leaders and lay Catholic commentators have noted the persistence in these debates of centuries-old distinctions between Catholicism and national identity, suggesting that modern anti-Catholic attitudes have assumed greater subtlety to conform to the norms of civil public debate.

Like those New York Times TV commericials packed with lisping Dudes in horn-rimmed glasses and gel-tricked haircuts -"The Times has the best columnists and that settles it." Inquiry! Politics was an art and now it pretends to be a science.

Actually it is alchemy. That was the goofy attempt to change matter, by schoolmen in the Middle Ages. Every body is a Faustus. He was the academic who sold his soul to Mephistopheles in order to have scientific and alchemical power and dominion over the Pope, his princes and his friends. That got him a disappointing date with Helen of Troy and dragged down to Gehenna with Lucifer's Lads. Today Faustus has a show on MSNBC, whose daffy alchemy turned Al Sharpton into a commentator who sounds like a marble salesmen with mouth full of samples. Makes sense in Dewey Hegelian Alchemy.

Jon Huntsman is equally 'comprehensible' . . .not to me. I had a Catholic education which had us study Dewey, among real thinkers. Dewey remains as important to me as Jon Huntsman. John Scopes was as befuddled by the attention he received for offering Darwin and going to the can for it. I do not believe that Mr. Scopes was as a hard-core an Evolutionist as the abortionists of American Progressive political dogma.

The great sceptic of America who reported the Scopes Trial in its entirety for the Baltimore Sun wrote this about science, belief and the alchemy of power.

[The advantage of Catholics] lies in the simple fact that they do not have to decide either for Evolution or against it. Authority has not spoken on the subject; hence it puts no burden upon conscience, and may be discussed realistically and without prejudice. A certain wariness, of course, is necessary. I say that authority has not spoken; it may, however, speak tomorrow, and so the prudent man remembers his step. But in the meanwhile there is nothing to prevent him examining all available facts, and even offering arguments in support of them or against them—so long as those arguments are not presented as dogma. (STJ, 163)**

Jon Huntsman says, " I believe in Science!" Sounds like a Mack Davis song.

* Usually known as "the A.P.A., " a secret proscriptive society in the United States which became a disturbing factor in most of the Northern States during the period 1891-97. Its purpose was indicated clearly enough by its open activity in arranging lectures by "ex-priests," distributing anti-Catholic literature and opposing the election of Catholics to public offices. . . .Catholic Encyclopedia

**STJ= H. L. Mencken on Religion by S. T. Joshi (2002)

Michael Moriarty is Considering a Run for President . . .of Ireland

Michael Moriarty is also a famous American actor, musician/composer,journalist and fierce for of abortion in all of its euphemisms.living in Canada. Michael Moriarty and I became acquainted via the Internet and I learned of the great man's Chicago roots.

I grew up in Little Flower Parish with many Moriartys. Like the Hickeys, there was a shower of them. Like the Hickeys and so many of the 79th Street Irish they were from the Kingdom of Kerry.

A Moriarty back home is the Harry Caray of Ireland by the name of Michael Moriarty. During my lunch break which comes anywhere between 9AM and midnight, I read about this Michael Moriarty from Dingle just west of Castleisland in this week's Kerryman -on-line: I you don't get the Kerryman, do.

Michael Moriarty, more commonly known by his Irish name - Mícheál Ó Muircheartaigh is considering a run for President of Ireland.

By MARIAN O'FLAHERTY


Wednesday August 24 2011

LEGENDARY broadcaster Mícheál Ó Muircheartaigh will reveal on Friday whether or not he will make a bid for the Irish Presidency.

The West Kerry native is still mulling over the question of whether or not he will run for the Aras and spent time discussing the matter with his family in Dún Síon, Dingle, over the past number of days.

Mr Ó Muircheartaigh outlined his interest in a run for the Arás to The Kerryman last week, adding that despite being approached by a number of political parties, if he were to run it would be as an independent candidate.

Speaking to the Kerryman on Tuesday, Mr Ó Muircheartaigh said he was yet to make a call on the matter. However, he indicated that it is likely that he will confirm his final decision on the matter this coming Friday.

The sprightly 80-year old was speaking to the Kerryman from his home in West Kerry before leaving for an engagement in County Meath.

This Michael (Micheál Ó Muircheartaigh) like the gent in Canada is man of great wit:


These are classics from the world of Irish Sport (hurling - a combination of hockey and homicide, Gaelic football, rugby, soccer Football)

"... and Brian Dooher is down injured. And while he is, I'll tell ye a little story. I was in Times' Square in New York last week, and I was missing the Championship back home. So I approached a news-stand and I said 'I suppose ye wouldn't have the Kerryman would ye?' To which, the Egyptian behind the counter turned to me and he said 'do you want the North Kerry edition or the South Kerry edition?'... he had both...so I bought both. And Dooher is back on his feet..."

"Anthony Lynch the Cork corner back will be the last person to let you down - his people are undertakers"

"I saw a few Sligo people at Mass in Gardiner street this morning and the omens seem to be good for them. The priest was wearing the same colours as the Sligo jersey! 40 yards out on the Hogan stand side of the field Ciaran Whelan goes on a rampage, its a goal. So much for religion."

Colin Corkery on the 45 lets go with the right boot. Its over the bar. This man shouldn't be playing football. He's made an almost Lazarus-like recovery from a heart condition. Lazarus was a great man but he couldn't kick points like Colin Corkery.

"1-5 to 0-8.. well from Lapland to the Antarctic, that's level scores in any man's language".

"Pat Fox has it on his hurl and is motoring well now ... but here comes Joe Rabbitte hot on his tail ...... I've seen it all now, a Rabbitte chasing a Fox around Croke Park!"

"I see John O Donnell dispensing water on the sideline. Tipperary, sponsored by a water company. Cork Sponsored by a tae company. I wonder will they meet later for afternoon tae."

"Teddy looks at the ball, . . . the ball looks at Teddy"

"Danny "The Yank" Culloty. He came down from the mountains . . . and hasn't he done well?"

"He grabs the sliothar, he's on the 50......he's on the 40......he's on the 30..........................he's on the ground"

"In the first half they played with the wind. In the second half they played with the ball".

"He kicks the ball lan san aer, could've been a goal, could've been a point.............it went wide."

"Stephen Byrne with the puck out for Offaly....Stephen, one of 12......all but one are here to-day, the one that's missing is Mary, she's at home minding the house.....and the ball is dropping i lar na bpairce...."

"Pat Fox out to the forty and grabs the sliothar, I bought a dog from his father last week. Fox turns and sprints for goal, the dog ran a great race last Tuesday in Limerick. Fox to the 21 fires a shot, it goes to the left and wide..... and the dog lost as well."

"Sean Og O'Hailpin.... his father's from Fermanagh, his mother's from Fiji, neither a hurling stronghold."

"Teddy McCarthy to Mick McCarthy, no relation, Mick McCarthy back to Teddy McCarthy, still no relation
"we need to push the backs forward!!"

This last is worth a landslide
Some Muck-savage -"Where can I find two free tickets to the next All-Ireland?"

Micheál Ó Muircheartaighanswers - “ the same place u'll find hens teeth lorraine.

Michael Moriarty for President - sounds good on both sides of the foamy brine.

Here's more from Moriarty the Yank -Big Hollywood:

http://bighollywood.breitbart.com/mmoriarty/2011/08/24/does-morgan-freeman-really-want-this-president-pissed-off/http://macra.infopop.cc/eve/forums/a/tpc/f/764608735/m/8151016481

Tales of the South Side - The Truth Will Always Out; Loud Mouthed Nosey Bastard!

Mossy Enright had been drinking at Keegan's Pub from bell to bell. Dark-haired Bridget finally said that the bar is closing, "Mossy, come up for air. Time to call it a day.' So the sixty-three Vietnam Vet stood up to leave and fell flat on his face. Mossy tried to stand one more time; same result. Bridget the bartender pleaded, "Mossy let me take you home, or call you a cab."

"Tut, BurrRidge-it. I make . . . my own way, Charlie never called me a cab in Quang Tri. Thanks Hunny.Showa Vet some Respect, Kiddo."

Mossy figured he'd crawl outside and get some fresh air and maybe that will sober him up. Once outside, he stood up and fell on his face again. Short trip home - no sweat. Mount Carmel football was tougher than this.

Mossy(which is Irish for Maurice) Enright had been in tougher situations and so the much decorated grunt decided to crawl the four blocks home. When he arrived at the door. he stood up and fell flat on his face. He crawled through the door and into his bedroom. When he reached his bed. he tried one more time to stand up. This time Mossy managed to pull himself upright, but he quickly fell right into the bed and went sound asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. The REM cycle blew a flat.

Mossy was awakened the next morning to his high school sweet-heart Annie, the Flower of Longwood Academy 1967 who married Mossy before he went to 'Nam and welcomed him home and helped him adjust, finish at De Paul with an accounting degree, father kids, work up the ladder of the biggest firm in Chicago and live for decades in West Beverly's St. John Fisher Parish and retire comfortably. Annie was standing over him, shouting, "SO YOU'VE BEEN DRINKING AGAIN!"

"Jesus, Annie, I ain't deaf."


Putting on an innocent look, and intent on bluffing it out he said, "What makes you say that?"

"Bernard just called from Keegans; you left your wheelchair there again!"

Twins Protest VP Biden's Affirmation of China's One Family/ One Child Planned Parenthooding

After two days of harsh criticism of Vice President Joseph R. Biden’s comment that he “fully understand(s)” China’s mandatory one-child policy, the White House on Tuesday issued a clarification. New York Times

Oh, Pish Posh, stuff and nonsense!

Joe Knows Planned Parenthood. Planned Parenthood is like Green Energy/General Electric(GE) - it calls the tune the White House dances to. GE and Planned Parenthood paid good money to get the Obama/Biden team into the White House to be Planned Parenthood's First U.S. President -"There will always be people, many of goodwill, who do not share my view on the issue of choice( abortion). On this fundamental issue, I will not yield and Planned Parenthood will not yield."

Abortion/Choice/Green Initiatives - Like lightbulbs. Screw one out and toss it away.

Last week, poor old Joe Biden's tongue got caught in his fly again. This time over abortion and Red China. Red China is Planned Parenthood on steroids. The Red's have their own State run Catholic Church, so no rosary protests there. The Red Chinese have a policy that feminists and milquetoast males who go along with the fierce broads would love to have here in America - one family/ one child. No ups no extras. My only question is would that include civil unions or gay marraiges in Shanghai, Peking, or Tientsin? Another visit by Joe to Red China might clear that one up.

Nevertheless VP Joe 'It's BFD' Biden finds himself in the jack pot, not only with Catholics, devout Jews, Bible Thumping Gun Huggers, Mama Grizzlies and breeders, but also with twins I hear.


Dear President Obama,

We the under-signed are most disconcerted by Vice Presinet Biden's recent advocacy of Red China's One Child Policy. As twins (Identical/Fraternal/Sororal/Conjoined), Zygocity demands respect.

Please retract this statement by Vice President Biden, or explain exactly how CHOICE will work in determining which of us, will put on pumps or wing-tips and walk this world. Will conjoined twins like Chang and Eng Butler - formerly called Chinese Twins bet determined One Child? We are most concerned and ready to hear your statement, Mr. President. You will be hearing from other multi-birth (Triplets, Quad, & etc.) advocates, we are sure.

Respectfully yours,

Shawn and Aaron Ashmore (1979–)
Eric and Brandon Billings (1992–)
Conrad and Bonar Bain (1923–)
Gayle and Gillian Blakeney (1966–)
The Borden Twins, Marilyn (1932–2009) and Rosalyn (1932–2003)
Nicholas Brendon and Kelly Donovan (1971–)
Julie and Clare Buckfield (1976–)
Louis and Carlos Campos, The Fabulous Wonder Twins (1967–)
Charles and Max Carver (1988–)
Andrew and Steven Cavarno (1992–)
Munro and Thomas Chambers (1992–)
Christian and Joseph Cousins (1983–)
Dennis (1934–1991) and Phillip Crosby (1934–2004)
Brittany and Cynthia Daniel (1976–)
Jessica and Jesse Davis (1984–)
The Dolly Sisters, Rosie (1892–1970) and Jenny (1892–1941)
Amanda and Caitlin Fein (1992–)
Melanie and Martina Grant (1971–)
Christopher and Kevin Graves (1989–)
Lindsay and Sidney Greenbush (1970–)
Amanda and Jessica Gunnarson (1989–)
Bruce and Seth Hall (1977–)
Deidre and Andrea Hall (1947–)
Jacob and Zachary Handy (1993–)
Malika and Khadijah Haqq (1983–)
Jon and Dan Heder (1977–)
Jill and Jacqueline Hennessy (1968–)
Linda and Terry Jamison (1965–)
Hunter and Scarlett Johansson (1984–)
Tom and Bill Kaulitz (1989–)
Brent and Shane Kinsman (1997–)
Bryan and Denny Kirkwood (1975–)
Piotr and Maja Komorowska (1937–)
Daniel and Jean Lautrec (1980–)
Loredana and Raffaella Lecciso (1972–)
Spencer and Peyton List (1998–)
Jason and Jeremy London (1972–)
Lyndsey and Lacey Love (1983–)
Jerzy and Olgierd Łukaszewicz (1946–)
Brianna and Brittany McConnell (1993–)
Tia and Tamera Mowry (1978–)
Rafał and Marcin Mroczek {1982–)
Erin and Diane Murphy (1964–)
Liam and Aidan O'Donnell (2004–)
Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen (1986–)
Jennifer and Katherine Ostroth (1988–)
Pier Angeli (1932–1971) and Marisa Pavan (1932–)
Ryan and Kyle Pepi (1993–)
James and Oliver Phelps (1986–)
Connie and Cassie Powney (1983–)
Kathryn and Megan Prescott (1991–)
Giovanni and Marissa Ribisi (1974–)
Camilla and Rebecca Rosso (1994–)
Daryl and Evan Sabara (1992–)
Liz and Jean Sagal (1967–)
Jason and Kristopher Simmons (2002–)
Alicia and Annie Sorell (1979–)
Dylan and Cole Sprouse (1992–)
Jennifer and Michele Steffin (1981–)
Connor and Garret Sullivan (1993–)
Sullivan and Sawyer Sweeten (1995–)
Elliott and Luke Tittensor (1989–)
David and Nicholle Tom (1978–)
Harry and Luke Treadaway (1984–)
Blake and Dylan Tuomy-Wilhoit (1990–)
Wendi and Brenda Turnbaugh (1977–)
Keaton and Kylie Rae Tyndall (1992–)
Paul and Peter Allen Vogt (1964–)
[edit] Twins in the artsOs Gêmeos (1974–)
Masashi and Seishi Kishimoto (1974–)
Moses (1899–1974) and Raphael Soyer (1899–1987)
Doug and Mike Starn (1961–)
[edit] Twin authors and writersJulius (1909–2000) and Philip Epstein (1909–1952)
Austin and Lev Grossman (1969–)
Suresh and Jyoti Guptara (1988–)
Alex and Brett Harris (1988–)
Linda and Terry Jamison (1965–)
Eppie Lederer(Anne Landers since 1955) (1918–2002; née Friedman) and Pauline Phillips (1918–; née Friedman) known as Dear Abby
Ross (1925–1975) and Norris McWhirter (1925–2004)
Andrew Sean and Michael Greer (1962–)
Anthony (1926–2001) and Peter Shaffer (1926–)
[edit] Twins in businessDavid and Frederick Barclay (1934–)
[edit] Twins in comedyJim (1941–2008) and Jon Hager (1941–2009)
Randy Sklar (1972-) and Jason Sklar (1972-)
[edit] Twins in crimeUrsula and Sabina Eriksson
Albert (1894–1937) and Ebenezer Fox (1894–1924)
Jeena and Sunny Han (1974–)
Ronnie (1933–1995) and Reggie Kray (1933–2000)
June (1963–) and Jennifer Gibbons (1963–1993)
[edit] Twins in filmmakingJohn (1913–1985) and Roy Boulting (1913–2001)
Nicola and Teena Collins (1978–)
Allen and Albert Hughes (1972–)
George and Mike Kuchar (1942–)
Mark and Michael Polish (1970–)
[edit] Twins in the militaryJohnny and Luther Htoo (c. 1988–)
Gene C. McKinney and James C. McKinney (1950–)
[edit] Twins in modelingShane and Sia Barbi (1963–)
Derek and Keith Brewer (1973–)
Gisele and Patrícia Bündchen (1980-)
Kyle and Lane Carlson (1978–)
Aaron and Angel Carter (1987–)
Richard and Raymond Gutierrez (1984–)
Spencer and Peyton List (1998–)
Naima and Nia Maia Mora (1984–)
Kristina and Karissa Shannon (1989–)
Renee and Rosie Tenison (1968–)
[edit] Twins in musicLarry and Laurent Bourgeois,Dancers [[1]]
Natalie and Nicole Albino, members of Nina Sky
Didem and Sinem Balık, opera singers
George Barnett and Jack Barnett, members of These New Puritans
Mike and Pete Bishop, members of The Bishops
Brian and Brandon Casey, members of Jagged Edge
Alex and Nels Cline (1956–), avant-garde musicians
Keven "Dino" and Solomon "Shazam" Conner, members of H-Town
Cherie and Marie Currie, singers
Kelley and Kim Deal, members of The Breeders
Aaron and Bryce Dessner, members of The National
Tom and David Farmer, members of Blackfoot Sue
Lamb and Lynx Gaede, members of Prussian Blue
Marge and Mary Ann Ganser, members of The Shangri-Las
Robin (born 1949) and Maurice Gibb (1949–2003), members of the Bee Gees
Paweł and Łukasz Golec, members of Golec uOrkiestra
Matt and Luke Goss, members of Bros
John and Edward Grimes, pop duo Jedward
Jim and Jon Hager, country duo Hager Twins
Tim and Phil Hanseroth, members of Brandi Carlile's band
Rommel and Robert Hinds-Grannum, hip-hop duo in A-Game
Monica and Gabriela Irimia (1982–), pop duo The Cheeky Girls
Emi and Yumi Ito (1941–), pop duo The Peanuts
Yusuke and Hisato Izaki, members of Flame
Ryan and Gary Jarman (born 1980) members of The Cribs
Ben and James Johnston, members of Biffy Clyro
Herbert and Harold Kalin, members of the Kalin Twins
Kinya and Seiya Kamijo, members of Penpals
Bill and Tom Kaulitz (1989–), members of Tokio Hotel
Ellen and Alice Kessler, entertainers
Heather and Jennifer Kinley, country music duo The Kinleys
Felisha and Fallon King, members of Cherish
Ryan and Dan Kowarsky, duo RyanDan
Nathan and Matthew Leone, members of Madina Lake
Sari and Romy Lightman, members of Tasseomancy
Brittney and Bridget Livingston, members of Triple Image
Evan and Jaron Lowenstein, duo Evan and Jaron
Edele Barrett and Keavy Lynch (1979–), members of B*Witched
Benji and Joel Madden, (1979–) members of Good Charlotte
Sam and Amanda Marchant, pop duo Samanda
Wendy and Susannah Melvoin (1964–), singers
Jacob and Joshua Miller, members of Nemesis Rising
Mihaela and Gabriela Modorcea, members of Indiggo
Gunnar and Matthew Nelson, members of band Nelson
Peter and Paul Okoye, hip-hop duo P-Square
Jacob and Joshua Olds, members of Family Force 5
Lisa and Jessica Origliasso, pop duo The Veronicas
Simone and Amedeo Pace, members of Blonde Redhead
Charles (1948–) and John Panozzo (1948–1996), members of Styx
Güher and Süher Pekinel, duo-pianists
Tegan and Sara Quin (1980–), members of indie music duo Tegan and Sara
Charlie and Craig Reid, folk duo The Proclaimers
Lee and Tyler Sargent, members of Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Denny and Kenny Scott, members of Swirl 360
Walter and Wallace "Scotty" Scott, members of The Whispers
Tom and Dan Searle, members of Architects
Toni and Trisha Sherwood, members of 11:30
Stuart and James Steele, members of Exit Ten
Daniel ("Dan") and Eric Tadros, members of Tadros
Gyða and Kristín Anna Valtýsdóttir, former members of Múm
Janice and Jill Vidal, singers
Chandra and Leigh Watson, members of The Watson Twins
Andrew and David Williams, members of The Williams Brothers
Andy and Jez Williams, members of Doves
Jamie and Vincent Cavanagh, members of Anathema
Remy Le Boeuf and Pascal Le Boeuf, jazz duo Le Boeuf Brothers
[edit] Twins in politicsBarbara Pierce Bush and Jenna Bush Hager (1981–)
Angela and Maria Eagle, British MPs and members of the Shadow Cabinet.[1]
Jarosław (1949–) and Lech Kaczyński (1949–2010)
[edit] Twins in reality televisionCara and Mady (Madelyn) Gosselin (2000–)
Jana and John-David Duggar (1990-)
Jedidiah and Jeremiah Duggar (1998-)
Leigh and Leslie Keno (1957–)
Raghu Ram and Rajiv Laxman (1975–)
Sam and Amanda Marchant (1988–)
Adria Montgomery-Klein and Natalie Montgomery-Carroll (1974–)
Becky and Jessie O'Donohue (1980–)
Malika and Khadijah Haqq (1983-)
[edit] Twins in royal familiesAlexander Helios (b. 40 BC) and Cleopatra Selene II (40 BC-6)
James II of Scotland (1430–1460) and Alexander Stewart, Duke of Rothesay (1430–1430)
Princess Louise Élisabeth of France (1727–1759) and Princess Henriette of France (1727–1752)
Philipp, Landgrave of Hesse (1896–1980) and Prince Wolfgang of Hesse (1896–1989)
Prince Christoph of Hesse (1901–1943) and Richard Wilhelm Leopold (1901–1969)
Archduchess Michaela and Archduchess Monika of Austria (1954–)
Princess Aisha and Princess Sara bint Al Faisal (1997–)
Prince Alexander and Prince Philip of Yugoslavia (1982–)
Prince Aymeric and Prince Nicolas of Belgium (2005–)
Prince Dimitri of Yugoslavia and Prince Michael of Yugoslavia (1958–)
Princess Helene and Prince Sergius of Yugoslavia (1963–)
Jacques, duc d'Orléans and Michel, comte d'Evreux (1941–)
Prince Jaime, Count of Bardi and Princess Margarita of Bourbon-Parma (1972–)
Prince Jean and Princess Margaretha of Luxembourg (1957–)
Lucilla (148–182), daughter of Roman Emperor Marcus Aurelius; twin brother Gemellus Lucillae died young
Princess Maria Gabriella and Princess Maria Teresa of Orleans-Bragança (1959–)
Princess Sofia and Prince Umberto of Bulgaria (1999–), twin children of Konstantin-Assen, Prince of Vidin.
Princess Paulina and Prince Moritz of Hesse (2007–), twin children of Donatus, Hereditary Prince of Hesse.
Prince Louis of Bourbon and Prince Alphonse (2010–), twin sons of Prince Louis, Duke of Anjou.
Prince Vincent and Princess Josephine of Denmark (born 2011)
Mohammadreza Shah Pahlavi and Princess Ashraf Pahlavi of Iran (born 1919, the Shah died in 1980)
Sempad of Armenia (b. 12 January 1276/11 January 1277 - d. 1310 or 1311) and Isabella of Armenia (b. 12 January 1276/11 January 1277 - murdered May 1323)
Oshin of Armenia (b. 10 January 1283/9 January 1284 - murdered 20 July 1320) and Alinakh of Armenia (b. 10 January 1283/9 January 1284] - d. 28 August 1310), Lord of Lampron and Tarsus.
Victoire de Valois (24 June 1556 – August 1556) and Jeanne de Valois (born and died 24 June 1556), twin daughters of Henry II of France and Catherine de Medici
[edit] Twins in scienceAlex and Michael Bronstein (1980–)
Mark and Scott Kelly (1964–)
Stewart and Cyril Marcus
Lee and Dean Whitworth
[edit] Twins in speech therapyPoto and Cabengo (1970–)
[edit] Twins in sportsDan and Ran Alterman (1980–)
Hamit and Halil Altıntop (1982–)
Vasili and Aleksei Berezutski (1982–)
Antônio Rodrigo Nogueira and Antônio Rogério Nogueira (1976–)
Archil and Shota Arveladze (1973–)
Alberto and Carlos Arroyo (1979–)
McWilliams and McJoe Arroyo (1985–)
Herbert and Wilfred Baddeley (1872–1929)
Ronde and Tiki Barber (1975–)
Patrick and Pascal Barré (1959–)
Guillermo and Gustavo Barros Schelotto (1973–)
Alec (1918–2010) and Eric Bedser (1918–2006)
Sergei and Anatoli Beloglazov (1956–)
Lars and Sven Bender (1989–)
Mikhail and Vladimir Beschastnykh (1974–)
Alex Blackwell and Kate Blackwell (1983–)
Frank and Ronald de Boer (1970–)
Tom and Terry Brands (1968–)
Bob and Mike Bryan, Bob and Mike Bryan (1978–)
Josh and Daniel Bullocks (1983–)
Heather and Heidi Burge (1971–)
Jim and Finlay Calder (1957–)
Jose and Ozzie Canseco (1964–)
Dionísio and Domingos Castro (1963–)
Pierre and Pablo Caesar (1980–)
Adam and James Chambers (1980–)
David and Malcolm Changleng (1970–)
Giulio and Nicola Ciotti (1976–)
Jarron and Jason Collins (1978–)
Felipe and Manuel Contepomi (1977–)
Alissa and Amber Czisny (1987–)
Philipp and David Degen (1983–)
Jorge and Julio Dely Valdés (1967–)
Christoph and Markus Dieckmann (1976–)
Lukáš and Tomáš Došek (1978–)
Jeroen and Henrico Drost (1987–)
James and Jason Dunn (1973–)
Todd and Troy Dusosky (1976–)
Alexander and Vladimir Efimkin, (1981–)
Mark and Michael Evans (1957–)
Caroline and Georgina Evers-Swindell (1978–)
Anthony and Saia Faingaa (1987–)
Stephen and Matthew Febey (1969–)
Peter and Chris Ferraro (1973–)
Antonio and Emanuele Filippini (1973–)
Miguel and Javier Flaño (1984–)
Daryl and Cheryl Ford (1981–)
Jörg and Uwe Freimuth (1961–)
Ron Futcher and Paul Futcher (1956–)
Brie and Nikki Bella (1983–)
Kaokor and Khaosai Galaxy (1959–)
Chris and James Gowans (1977–)
Joey and Stephen Graham (1982–)
Horace and Harvey Grant (1965–)
Michael and Marcus Griffin (1985–)
Adam and Joel Griffiths (1979–)
Tim (1951–1996) and Tom Gullikson (1951–)
Arnar and Bjarki Gunnlaugsson (1973–)
Paul and Morgan Hamm (1982–)
Joan and Joy Hansen (1958–)
Harris Brothers (1961–)
Katrine Lunde Haraldsen and Kristine Lunde-Borgersen (1980–)
Alvin and Calvin Harrison (1974–)
Hossam and Ibrahim Hassan (1966–)
Earl and Dave Hebner (1949–)
Richard Hills and Michael Hills (1963–)
David and Dean Holdsworth (1968–)
Matt Hughes and Mark Hughes (1973–)
David (1937–) and Peter Jackson (1937–1991)
Sarah and Karen Josephson (1964–)
Jenny and Susanna Kallur (1981–)
René and Willy van de Kerkhof (1951–)
Daniela and Sandra Klemenschits (1982–)
Michael and Nigel Kol (1962–)
Erwin and Helmut Kremers (1949–)
Tai and Tasesa Lavea (1980–)
Darjuš and Kšyštof Lavrinovič (1979–)
Nathan and Ryan Lonie (1983–)
Brook and Robin Lopez (1988–)
Alistair and Stewart Lord (1940–)
Henrik and Joel Lundqvist (1982–)
Phil and Steve Mahre (1957–)
Hamish and James Marshall (1979–)
Devin and Jason McCourty (1987-)
Devon and Ricardo McDonald (1969–)
Eissa Meer and Ibrahim Meer (1967–)
Coco and Kelly Miller (1978–)
Colin and Keith Morgan (1973–)
Kazuyuki and Kōji Morisaki (1981–)
Brett and Josh Morris (1987–)
Markieff and Marcus Morris (1989–)
Isabelle and Béatrice Mouthon (1966–)
Mildred and Marianne Muis (1968–)
Akona and Odwa Ndungane (1981–)
Phil Neville and Tracey Neville (1977–)
Dennis and Gérard de Nooijer (1969–)
Amanda and Isabelle Nylander (1990–)
Emilia and Erika Nyström (1983–)
Kenji and Tsugiharu Ogiwara (1969–)
Amanda and Tess Oliveira (1987–)
Hiromi and Takami Ominami (1975–)
Janet and Ann Osgerby (1963–)
Javier (1974–) and Ricardo Otxoa Palacios (1974–2001)
Flávio and Marco Paixão (1984–)
Ashley and Courtney Paris (1987–)
Maksym (1988–2008) and Pavlo Pashayev (1988–)
Fábio and Rafael Pereira da Silva (1990–)
Mike and Dan Pletch (1983–)
Jolanta and Rasa Polikevičiūtė (1970–)
Andreas and Thomas Ravelli (1959–)
Ebbe and Peter Sand (1972–)
Hisato and Yūto Satō (1982–)
Shu and Kei Sato (1977–)
Andy and Walt Schmetzer (1968–)
Chris and Brad Scott (1976–)
Daniel and Henrik Sedin (1980–)
Antonio and Piero Selvaggio (1958–)
Adam and Troy Selwood born 1984
Randy and Jason Sklar (1972–)
Patrik and Peter Sundström (1961–)
Ron and Rich Sutter (1963–)
Vladimir and Valeriy Sydorenko (1976–)
Carl and Charles Thomas (1969-)
Tõnu and Toomas Tõniste (1967–)
Karyne and Sarah Steben (1974–)
Mike and Todd Shane (1967–)
The Usos (1985–) — real names Jonathan and Joshua Fatu
Dick and Tom Van Arsdale (1943–)
Roel and Mansueto Velasco (1972–)
Darryl and Shane Wakelin (1974–)
Kevin and Kerrod Walters (1967–)
Mark and Steve Waugh (1965–)
Dora and Cora Webber (1958–)
Cristian and Damiano Zenoni (1977–)
Marcin and Michał Żewłakow (1976–)
Bengt and Björn Zikarsky (1967–)
Bia and Branca Feres (1988-)
Cameron and Tyler Winklevoss (1981-)
[edit] Twins with differing claims to fameJill and Jacqueline Hennessy (1968–)
Alexandra and Caroline Paul (1963–)
Charlotte and Samantha Ronson (1977–)
Carol and Mark Thatcher (1953–)


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"Uncle Sam’s Big Bowl of Breakfast Meats" A Modest Proposal for Magazine or Great Meal

Fawcett Publishing was founded by Capt. Wilford Hamilton Fawcett – Capt. Billy, a Spanish American War and WWI veteran. It began with a magazine dedicated to humor, snappy stories, cute girls, gadgets and games. Capt. Billy’s Whiz Bang took its title from a shrapnel shell that would blow-up over the heads of troops. Rather ghoulish that was, considering that Capt. Billy’s audience happened to be veterans of the Great War who endured the horrors of head wounds. Imagine a veteran of Iraq, or Afghanistan putting out a magazine entitled Laughs from an Improvised Explosive Device (IED.

As a dedicated and devout craven, my sense of irony tends toward the more wholesome and manly pursuits of the heaping board – a table loaded with eats. Patriotism and ripping yarns often meet over platters of meat. Nothing makes an American whose forebears left the hunger and despair of Lebanon, Poland, Norway, Liberia, Latvia, Lithuania, or the Philippines more Teddy Roosevelt than a good porterhouse or rack of lamb. At LaLumiere School, alma mater of Chief Justice John Roberts and comic actor Jim Gaffigan, I once asked my students to write an essay about which bird other than the American Eagle might best represent America.



Patrick Costello of Evanston, IL argued and wrote that America's iconic bird should be a Turkey – not the feathered living idiot who drowns himself during rainstorms, but the cooked, whole roasted feast. A+, my Boy! Uncle Sam would be proud. Uncle Sam the founder of the feast.

I would like to publish a monthly periodical dedicated to Uncle Sam’s America – if, to parallel to the movies of recent but popular culture, you’re in any way of the mind-set and character of Apollo Creed from Rocky; Bill the Butcher from Gangs of New York, Wes Studi in anything, or Gloves Donahue from All Through The Night and Meryl Streep as Sister Aloysius Beauvier then YOU are on my team.

Let’s have a wildly patriotic – nay jingoistic - magazine published by a draft-dodging coward for combat vets, lumber Jacks and Jills, and Guys and Dolls who pour gravy on everything without a second thought. I want to call this magazine –Uncle Sam’s Big Bowl of Breakfast Meats – that should give you some idea of the direction that our literary musings should take.

Paul Bunyan Portions for Thought: My Dream Team and topics ( maximum 600 words per month) – all articles, poems and features must make a flattering reference to our country, our history, our people, our way of life, our cuisine, and, or Uncle Sam would all be managed and edited by the likes of Dan McGrath, John Hector, Marcus Pass and Susan Jordan.

• Luggage, Safety and Packing Tips from the White House – Larry Lynch U.S. Secret Service (retired)
• Visual Arts - Sister Wendy Beckett
• Religion - Father Tony Brankin and Elias Crim
• Nutrition and Health with AFL/NFL Football Hall of Famers and Legends Art Donovan*and Dick Butkus

* Voila! Art Donovan!

• Dance – Tough one - gotta find a real hoofer
• Poetry – Chicago’s J.J. Tindall
• Media and Pop Culture – Steve Rhodes and Anne Leary
• Law –Tamara Holder and Chief Justice of Illinois(ret.) Thomas Fitzgerald
• Theatre - Robert Falls Tony Moskus and Kara Zediker
• Your Dollars, Investments Gold, Guns, and Ammo – Ms. Terry Savage and Mr. Ted Nugent
• Medical & Neurological Breakthroughs – Jay Cutler Chicago Bears and Dr. Tom Origitano M.D. Loyola University
• Education K-20 – Ben Stein
• Humor – Joseph Epstein
• Film – Mike Houlihan & Michael Moriarty
• B&Bs with Dave Sambler of Bridgeport B & Bs
• Butcher Chat – Mike Benson of County Fair Foods
• Travel – Any Retired Stewardess with at least 25 years on the job with United/American/Southwest and Steve Jordan, former VP of Bank of Singapore
• Inner City Life – Levois
• Weather for the Month – Michele Leigh definitely.
• Politics and Government – Rep. Dan Lipinski Skinny Sheahan & Dan Kelley
• Chicago and National Nightlife – Nick Novich
• Sports with Dr. Camille Paglia **and Sox Pitching Great Bart Johnson – Dr. Paglia’s article of the decline of TO in Philly rocks from 2005:

**Philadelphia Eagles fans have been living in a jock soap opera -- "All My Children" surreally crossed with "Die! Die! My Darling!" Star wide receiver Terrell Owens arrived in a cloud of tainted glory from the San Francisco 49ers last year and took this city to delirious heights as the Eagles marched to the Super Bowl, their first appearance there in 24 years. Streaking downfield into the end zone in game after game, Owens (called "T.O.") danced, cavorted and mugged to the ecstatic delight of a Philadelphia crowd that had been starved for trash and flash in the drearily corporate era of nerdy Eagles owner Jeffrey Lurie. . . .Goodbye, Terrell -- wherever you're headed. Thanks for the memories, but as a fierce funk song says, "Just let the doorknob hit you where the dog shoulda bit you!"
Que Mujer!

America is no where near past its prime and glory, Let’s drop the texting and get in some eating, bowling, travelling, reading and writing.

Ran Dumb - Kids of America! Correctly Use Words, Please. You Lazy Slovens! Now, Clean Your Rooms! Don't Give Me That Look!

Random. This adjective is the latest victim of Dumbonics ( the pan-racial butchering of the language) thanks to MTV and other providers and has become the portmanteau word of choice among Best Coast dweebs. Ebonics was a clever race-card ruse that fell far short of its great expectations; no doubt due to systemic racism and police torture.

Dumbonics seems to have eclipsed Ebonics. Though I have never once caught, much less enjoyed or appreciated the scampy goings-on of the Jersey Shore kids, I am aware of their influence upon the young - college graduates and gainfully employed white, black, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, Pacific Islander, Inuit and Aleut, as well as high schoolers and tweens. This pan-idiocy is fueled via Texting, TV, Games and Fast Food, it seems to me.

Several weeks ago, I had occasion to wait for Leo High School patron at the stand-up bar of the venerable Bergoff Restaurant on Adams in Chicago's Loop. The stand-up bar was once a male only harbor for conversation, corned beef, cabbage and colliquative concoctions; now, there are bar stools and woman. It was after working hours and well-dressed boys and girls ordered drinks with mulled mint and gin or craft beers - no one was buying the fine Berghoff draft beers. Too Random. More on this later.

As a devout traditionalist, who automatically genuflects when the red votive candle is alight in church, chapel, or camp, I stand at bars, always, in pious deference to workingmen past. I had occasion to have my ears and sensibilities with choppy, giggly, and text-messaging that passes for conversation among the young ( range:21-36 by my empirical tote board)crowding the aisles, occupying the barstools and elbowing all sundry.

"Had latte at that Random place. Cheese Unlimited."

"Oh,Yah! Anyone there?"

"Random people."

"This one Random Asian Chick was Hot!"

"Don't Know Her"

"Whatever. See Family Guy?

"Random! and so Gay."

"Like Saturday."

"Air Show."

"Not."

"Omg I have to tell you what happened it was just so random In Wisconsin a farmer got stomped by a random cow,"

" Bull."

"Noferreal . . .stomped."

"It was a Bull. You know . . .a cow with junk? Dec told me on Face."

"Random, Dude. you still Facing"

"Tweet some. 'cept I got caught by Nevins. Almost fired,"


Thus, the Algonquin Roundtable of Room Temperture I.Q.s crossed communicative foils and verbal epees.

My Random thoughts. The word Random tends to be any aimless, thoughtless postioning or selection. Thus,

ran·dom   /ˈrændəm/ [ran-duhm]
adjective
1. proceeding, made, or occurring without definite aim, reason, or pattern: the random selection of numbers.
2. Statistics . of or characterizing a process of selection in which each item of a set has an equal probability of being chosen.
3. Building Trades .
a. (of building materials) lacking uniformity of dimensions: random shingles.
b. (of ashlar) laid without continuous courses.
c. constructed or applied without regularity: random bond.

But NOW!!!!

4. Informal a. unknown, unidentified, or out of place: A couple of random guys showed up at the party.
b. odd and unpredictable in an amusing way: my totally random life.

An anonymous phone call - Random hit

An unknown assailant - A Random attacker

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Contractor Eddie Carroll Explains 'Old World Craftsmanship' to My Sophisticated Lady

This weekend I had the pleasure to introduce the woman I love to an old and dear friend. I had been telling the elegant, dainty and sophisticated lady of roofing contractor, wit and roué Eddie Carroll these past three years and she became doubtful of this worthy's corporeal existence.

" We have yet to meet this Mr. Carroll of whom you speak so glowingly. I believe that he is a creation of your fictive turn of mind," the miniature Jennifer Jones charged.

" Honest Injun, Eddie is all too real," I protested. As luck would have it, I noticed Mr. Carroll entering the happy portals of Keegan's Pub on Western Avenue, following a surprise party we attended Saturday afternoon. I obeyed the laws of traffic and courtesy and safely made the necessary turns for a return to the aforenamed past premisis.

Eddie Carroll greeted our entry with his customary largess ( "Bridget, get Hickey and this good-looking woman anything they want and get a round for the house!") and warmth. My Lady and I and the other guy in the bar enjoyed a refreshing beverage thanks to Eddie Carroll.

We caught up and my lady friend was enchanted. Eddie's broad interests and dapper turns of phrase melted away her doubts concerning the good man's worth and existence on this our planet earth. Matters sundry and sublime filled the afternoon air as the liquid quantities in the flowing bowls vanished.

The elegant Miss Sullivan asked Eddie about his Company's tag-line - "Old World Craftsmanship."

Eddie Carroll explained, " I hire only foreigners, salt-water Irish and other DPs ( Displaced Persons in the now politically incorrect sobriquet). Here's an example. Last week I was inspecting an interior rehab job. I do mostly roofing, but also some home refurnishing. Two of Hickey's third cousins from Kerry work for me.

The Two Turkeybirds are hammering floorboards down in a house. Eamonn picks up a nail, determines it’s upside down & throws it away

He carries on doing this until Ownie Brosnan says, 'Why are yer throwing them away?'

'Because they’re upside down,' says Eamonn.

'Fur #$%^'s Sakes! Ye daft prated Ejit,” shouts Ownie, “save ‘em for the ceiling!!'

'Aye, . . . and so,' says Eamonn

Old World Craftsmanship, my dear."

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Actress Kate Winslet - More of A Man Than I'll Ever Be

I am as yellow as a duck's foot. However, like most ersatz slingers of ink and stringers of opinion, I admire courage - spiritual, moral, political and physical. Firemen, police officers, skilled tradesmen, servicemen of the military, missionaries and defenders of children inspire my better angels to get off of their asses and motivate me.

The beautiful and funny actress Kate Winslet, most known for out-living Lenny DeCaprio in the icy waters of the North Atlantic is a profile in courage. Get this Chicago Firemen!

Winslet and her two children were among the VIP guests at the ravaged the wood and stone mansion and ran into the night air in just their pyjamas.
According to Sir Richard, courageous Miss Winslet acted like a true Hollywood heroine as she swept his 90-year-old mother Eve into her arms and helped carry her to safety as the mansion crumbled around them.

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Lady, you are packing a set.

Genghis Joe Gets a Horse - Mongolian Hot Pot?

Now, will this gift horse( bet he looked in its mouth-money, marbles or chalk?) be a legal alien horse? At, least Joe will put someone to work.

ABC News’ Devin Dwyer (@devindwyer) reports: Vice President Joe Biden arrived in Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia, today where his hosts celebrated the first visit by a U.S. vice president since 1944 with performances of traditional music and dance, a Mongol-style wrestling competition and a gift: a Mongolian horse.

"The horse is the most important animal in Mongolia,” an aide traveling with Biden told reporters. “It is the lifeblood of the country (nomadic history), so giving a horse is one of the most meaningful gifts that can be given."

And they're great eatin'!

We Got Civil Unions and Kids Lost Catholic Charities

In his ruling, Schmidt limited his decision to whether Catholic Charities had a legal right to keep its contracts with the state, which total more than $30 million. . . ., ". . . No citizen has a recognized legal right to a contract with the government," Schmidt wrote. "The state may refuse to renew the plaintiffs' contracts."

Huffington Post and every other media outlet let go of a high Huzzah!

or did the judge merely convince fans of Gay marriage that every thing boils down to the matter of buck? Sexuual appetite is Civil Right, so say advocates of Gay marriage and family. Dignity is demanded for children. What about the 2,000 kids in the care of Catholic Charities?

The Pantapgraph ends with this bit of moral after thought:

At some point, however, the state likely will have to transfer nearly 2,000 children covered by Catholic Charities to other organizations. It's not clear whether that means children will be removed from their current settings.

Boy, Howdy! Them orphans and foundlings are pests.

I was married and widowed. Loneliness is everything it is cracked up to be and more. Historically, less than 5% of human population found confort in the arms of like gendered partners. Sex and Love often go hand in hand. Sex is a response to the animal impulse to reproduce and, massively, that urge is fulfilled between a man and women. Thus, the human race marches on!

Homosexuality has always been a part of the human story. These days, the media and political gamesmen appear to be making it the whole human story. I have known homosexuals all of my life and for the most part loved them and wish, hope and pray that they find happiness and fulfillment. I know that they are not going have kids without pushing the biological envelop off the table or adopting children.

Like homosexuals and breeders, I was born of a woman - Mom. Even God has a Mom. He also had a father even though he was not the bearer of the DNA. Joseph was chosen to be the Father of Jesus or Joshua Bar Joseph. Mary did not choose cousin Elizabeth, or a Sarah, or a Martha, or Annette Bening to prove that the kid was alright when He visited the Temple.

Jesus wandered away from Joseph and Mary and not Joseph and Barnabas, or Gary.

The Holy Family was a Man and Woman and a Child.

The heart wants what the heart wants - to be loved. There is love outside of Marriage.

The Illinois Defense of Religious Liberty (Civil Unions) is a gateway to Gay Marriage. It is cynical and bullying legal legerdemain to bowl over any and all opposition to Gay Marriage - the Roman Catholic Church. Aside from the several hundreds of wildly happy gay couples civily unioned, the only other thing that this cynical legislation accomplished was to sever the good work of Catholic Charities from Springfield's tax larder, but more so, it legally outlawed a Catholic agency from doing good work.

Emanuel and Quinn: Nucky Thompson and Knuckle-head Smiff

"We all need to decide how much sin we can live with." Nucky Thompson from Boardwalk Empire

Paul Winchell: [trying to teach Knucklehead some basic arithmetic] Put one finger up. What do you have?
Knucklehead Smiff: One.
Paul Winchell: Now put another finger up. What do you have?
Knucklehead Smiff: Eleven.

Stop! Look! and Laugh! 1960

From this morning's assessment by the Chicago Tribune's Rick Pearson:


Emanuel, a feisty and decisive political strategist, is pursuing a more aggressive agenda in the Statehouse that requires him to deal with Quinn, whose positions can migrate from one side of an issue to the other as he pledges to listen to the will of the public. . . .

What Quinn backers call deliberation over issues, however, is labeled indecisiveness by frustrated Emanuel supporters. It's a new dimension for a mayor with a history of all-out efforts to get his way.

"Remember, (Quinn) said he wouldn't sign higher than a 1 percent tax increase and did. He campaigned in support of the death penalty but signed its repeal," said one Democrat in the Legislature's leadership who did not want to be identified as taking a side.
The difference between the two political office holders is the difference between HBO's semi-fictional Nucky Thompson, a Cassius-like, complex and intellectually energetic Machiavellian political in-fighter and Paul Winchell's son of the dense Bonehead Smiff -Knucklehead Smiff. Unlike Emanuel and Nucky Thompson, Knucklehead Smiff and Governor Pat Quinn required the words, wit and wisdom of the ventriloquists -Winchell for Smiff and the collective voices Dawn Clark Netsch, the methuselian Quentin Young, Terry Cosgrove for Planned Parenthood, Ralph "Pie Charts" Martire and the ghost of Paul Simon coming out of the mouth Governor Quinn as the case, issue and controversy occassions.

Or so it surely seems.









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The Forced Abdication of the Creepiest Monarch . . . So Far!

I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love’s majesty,
To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time
Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionable,
That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them,—
Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to spy my shadow in the sun.

Richard III

"There is much we can learn from that Islamic world view in this respect.....Perhaps, for instance, we could begin by having more Muslim teachers in British schools, or by encouraging exchanges of teachers. Everywhere in the world people want to learn English. But in the West, in turn, we need to be taught by Islamic teachers how to learn with our hearts, as well as our heads"

Charles Prince of Wales

It gets a little crazy in the kitchen sometimes... Remember you said I didn't know how to multitask because I'm a virgin. The truth is We run this show"-throw in a little happy dance. How come it gets so hot in the kitchen when you arrive" "I guess it is just me"

Upper Sandusky Burger King

Mad World, Mad Kings, Mad Composition! Mad Love to the CEO of Burger King!

The forced abdication of the creepiest plastic monarch, this side of the pond will take more than few of the electric shudders out of this Old Boy's epidermis. Only Charles Prince of Wales is creepier and Good Queen Bess Deuce is smart enough to jump the crown over the noggin of that elephant ear-ed singular waste of DNA and testimony to the dangers of marrying cousins and place the orb and scepter into the mitts of Billy. Good kid.

Here in the Colonies, we only have commercial monarchs - Carpet Kings, King Midas Mufflers, the Kings of Beers, Monarchs of Motors and such, but we do have a real Wiz ( Big Ears too -must be sign from God about daffy incompetents) in the White House, for the moment.

One of the creepiest of all commercial kings is and has been the Burger King - he put me off Whoppers in the same way that Ronald McDonald, who usurped the perpetually winking hydro cephalic chef of McDonald's Hamburgers who informed us of 'Over a Billion Sold!'

Now, I can go back to BK. The King is dead! No more Kings - sell burgers.

Here are two equally repulsive Princes of Wales Past - unlike Green Sharia Charlie who cheated on a perfectly nice girl and the mother of his two sons, blessed with their Mom's looks, instincts and courage - these two blackguards made it to the throne.

George IV, whose self-indulgence, hatred of his kindly father, 'mad' George III, swinishness to his (admittedly dreadful) wife Princess Caroline, and appalling over-spending during straitened times, meant that the newspapers openly celebrated his death in 1830. George IV Indolent and obese (he was nicknamed 'the Prince of Whales'), his scandalous private life - he married his mistress illegally - and his refusal to allow his wife to attend his coronation held up the monarchy to widespread ridicule.


Edward VIII, a profoundly irresponsible monarch who put his love affair with Mrs Simpson before his duty to the Empire. Knowing that he was going to abdicate the next month, Edward nonetheless outrageously told the unemployed miners of South Wales in November 1936 that: 'Something should be done to get them at work again.' This raised hope among them that the Government might save their jobs, which Edward knew was not the case.

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Lagniappe!

Secret Service Chalk Talk: Let's Avoid Another Altoona Melt- No Bowling in Martha's Vineyard

All the signs suggest that Obama is in immediate danger of a rabbit attack. It would ruin what's left of his presidency.A Rabbit? Nay, a bowling alley could be President Obama's Altoona Redux; far worse Kass Old Man. I expect the heroic agents of the Secret Service anticipate every possible horror. Thus

Secret Service Field Agent Supervisor Terry Mueller's-Martha's Vineyard Chalk Talk last week:

Agents,Grab a knee - Anticipate, Agents, Vigilance and Courtesy always, but anticipate. Tim McCarthy's split second spread eagle save President Reagan. McCarthy anticipated. He watched, but it was his anticipation that did the trick.

Renegade and Renaissance and the kids are enjoying Presidential Vacation # 61 (on the books)at Blue Heron Farm in Martha's Vineyard.

In 2008, on his own hook Renegade had near tragic event in Altoona PA. Watch carefully:



It makes a grown man shudder. He was a candidate then, but Renegade is the President Now.

We are the only shield he has.

Anticipate! Do not allow Renegade to be invited to, flattered, or challenged into any of the fine Brunswick equipped Family Amusement Centers on any of the Cape Cod or adjacent landfall. Quash any and all suggestions to visit

Leary Family Amusements in Falmouth; Ryan's Family Amusements in Buzzard's Bay; Bowlmor in Mattpoisett and for the Love of God avoid Oak Bluffs' historic bowling alley and the handy Brunswick Cinebowl in Derry City.

Anticipate! If Presidential fiat overwhelms you, agents, stand down now. Take your time coming and go on vacation.

Worst case - throw yourself between the President's bowling ball and the gutter. Tim McCarthy would do no less.

Be careful, be vigilant and for God's sake anticipate. Let's all get home to our families and above all keep the President off of cable news.

Any questions?

Molly's Cool Lemonade Should Warm the Heart from The Beverly Review

The Beverly Review covers the communities of Beverly,West Beverly, Morgan Park and Mount Greenwood. Published and owned by the Olszewski Family this gem of a paper reports on actual news and offers commentary rooted in the events reported. With writers like Patrick Thomas and Caroline Connors the Beverly Review offers a balanced assessment on events, activities and issues that actualy impact on people.

This week The Beverly Review offers a sweet pallate cleanser about the Gallagher children of St. John Fisher Parish in West Beverly. The older brothers and sisters of Molly Gallagher who was born with Down Syndrome wanted to give their baby sister a real gift of themselves. They sold brownies and lemonade and took the proceeds to benefit Misericordi which helps families care for special needs children.

Caroline Connors presents a solid report. The report refects the love of Life itself and gift of our most precious ones.

Here is a sample.

When Molly Gallagher’s siblings decided to celebrate their baby sister’s first birthday in 2009 with a lemonade stand for charity, Bridget, Patrick and Danny had no idea they were on to something so big.

It seems there were a lot of people in Beverly eager to join in their celebration for Molly, who was born with Down syndrome, and also support Misericordia Heart of Mercy, an organization that supports children and adults with developmental disabilities through residential services, community employment and education.

“The kids wanted to do something special for Molly’s birthday,” said Molly’s mother, Margie Gallagher, of Beverly. “We ended up raising $250 for Misericordia by selling lemonade, some freeze pops and a batch of brownies my neighbor baked. We were thrilled.”

In true Beverly fashion, word of the lemonade stand spread like wildfire, and the following year the Gallaghers decided to host the lemonade stand again under a tent in the courtyard behind St. John Fisher Roman Catholic Church.

Held after 10 a.m. Sunday Mass at St. John Fisher, the 2010 lemonade stand was dedicated to Luke Howley, the son of local couple Jim and Christine Howley, whose life was lost in utero from heart issues caused by Down syndrome.

Life is all about others. The gift to Molly by the Gallagher kids is dedicated to someone else.

God bless the Gallaghers and God bless the talented young people of the Beverly Review.