The rumors are phlying … and maybe the Phillies will be bolstering their pitching rotation with Roy Oswalt as the trading deadline approaches. That would be a nice addition to their Roy collection! I hope they don’t lose Werth in the process, as he’s been picking it up lately … and the Phils look ready to roll along toward another World Series appearance (read that win)! Yes, I am getting ahead of myself. It’s half the phun!
In other news … here’s an interview with Alex Scott of Breakers’ fame. Another nice piece from Shekicks!
No news about Dick. I keep checking, though. My thoughts are with him … and that’s probably not a good thing.
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Just a quick note before I head out. Gotta let my friend Alice know that when she’s out at Stanford she needn’t look for Condi. Seems the ex-Bushie is now traveling with Aretha!
Condaretha (as I like to call the duo) just performed in Philly in a concert to help raise money for the inner city kids that the Bushies pushed under the bus in favor of tax cuts for their rich Republican cronies.
Maybe Condi is trying to reclaim a bit of her soul … in every damn sense of the word!
Seems like it’ll take a wee bit more than playing back-up for the Queen. And Aretha, by the way, what were you thinking?
Check out the YouTube video posted by some folks in Philly who came out to show their feelings about it all …
And when, oh when, oh when are we going to see Obama stand up and nominate Elizabeth Warren? The banks won’t be happy … Oh snap!
I see that the Bengals are going to give it a shot with TO. TO and Ochocinco — now THAT could get interesting fast!
The Red Sox won last night .. Lackey beating his old mates … and how about those Phillies? They are looking like their old selves (hesitate to say it … but there it is.) The Sox, Breakers and the Phillies … may the good times continue to roll!
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’nuff said … you go grrrrrl!
As HollyCornblog noted … it had TEETH!
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This morning the air has the feel of a September morning – crystal clear and clean, with shadows and sun dapples etched in bright relief. No confusing what’s what, as the breeze riffles the leaves and I take a deep breath – especially appreciating the fact that it’s late-July, NOT September … with weeks of summer still stretching ahead.
So what do we have today? Best wishes to Boltgirl on her tune-up … and we look forward to the frozen peas rehab posts! (I have fond memories of RPE using frozen peas on one knee and frozen corn on the other … during one high school soccer or basketball season .. but can’t find the photo … luckily for RPE!)
One a sad note, we mourn the passing of another friend … Steve Ryan … who succumbed to cancer Saturday evening. I think of Steve in this moment, right now … stopping … as the sun shimmers on summer leaves.
I was also sad to read, on Saturday night, of the death of Bill Cowher’s wife Kaye at age 54 … who sounded like a very interesting, athletic, involved woman. She was an excellent basketball player (along with her twin suster Faye) at NC State (where she met Bill … and where she played for Kay Yow) … a big proponent of Title IX, and the mother of athletes herself. Interestingly, she and her sister Faye also were featured as a set of twins in one or another of those old Doublemint gum commercials … as well as the yogurt ad pictured here. (I haven’t yet been able to find the one they were in …)
On a happier note, the Breakers won last night (3-1 over the Red Stars) and have moved into 3rd place in the WPS standings. (Who’d a thunk!) Dewd says it’s the addition of Tarpley and her play-making to the midfield. (I don’t often argue with Dewd!) Whatever it is, it’s nice to see Kelly Smith getting 2 goals … and an assist on the 3rd! Here’s an interview with Kelly from Shekicks … where she talks about Lil’s phenomenal fitness and names the best players in the league “… Marta of FC Gold Pride, Formiga of Chicago Red Stars and Amy LePeilbet of the Boston Breakers.”
There’s a new magazine in town! Breakers Alyssa Naeher, Leslie Osborne and Tiffany Weimer are all contributors to Our Game Magazine, a new women’s soccer specific publication … with Weimer being the editor, apparently! Page through a copy here … and enjoy!
And in case you hadn’t heard … the Phillies pulled out another win over the Rockies and are moving up in the standings. Let’s keep it up, guys! 
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Today we gather to remember Judy Popkin … and another morning, 11 years ago … 7/31/99 to be exact.
RIP Judy … RIP.
Why I Love Mornings
Ah, the possibility
of the uncut tree
all the blank pages it holds
the unwritten words that
will carve their way
into branches
leaves
roots
The unopened gifts of morning
the untrammeled untraveled
unimagined unseen
unsounded unmet
the ground still wet
or fresh with snow
something lost
or found.
I love the sunrise
for its seductive rays
inching themselves across
life’s contours
inviting darkness out of corners
as night recedes
leaving the day smooth and untracked
like tide-soothed sands along the shore
I stand above the city
as the slow light
holds steadfast
a dull glow in the face of fog.
The sun is up
and day begins to settle
subtle and persevering
above the sparkling bay.
Below, the highway stretches
itself tight across the terrain.
The cars making their daily journeys
glisten with the possibility of changing
direction
taking the wrong exit
to the left or right
place.
How does one leave
without leaving behind?
How can I write the words
and let the tree stand?
Where does the dew go dry to
as the sun peels off the ordinariness of it all?
What will this day reveal?
What will the sun let fall?
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Wow … I’ve got some catching up to do here. Thanks, AMR, for adding some content.
I had also noticed that story about our new Rabbi here in Concord … and thought it was wonderful (except, perhaps, for the fact that it remains newsworthy).
So we’ve got some dampish, grey weather here – and I’m thinking that the desperate plants must be feeling hopeful. (That’s pretty much how I’m feeling after the Phillies’ win last night … on equally substantial grounds, I might add!)
Gonna update my movie reviews in the sidebar after seeing a couple … actually three … movies in recent days. That’s a lot for me … wonder if I’m avoiding something!
And from the Beeg, I’ve got a nice listing of the winners in the Washington Post’s recent neologism contest … for your reading pleasure as I head out the door to run. (My fitness/health is apparently having a deleterious effect on the health of JordanCornblog … a quandry indeed!)
Oh, and before I forget … A-Rod remains stuck at 599 and Dick Cheney is still with us. I wonder if the two are somehow related …
Once again, The Washington Post has published the winning submissions to its yearly neologism contest, in which readers are asked to supply alternate meanings for common words. (NOTE: Please see comment below – as these neologisms are apparently not from the most recent Washington Post Contest … newer ones are listed in the comment. Thanks, Empress of Style for updating us!)
The winners are:
1. Coffee (n.), the person upon whom one coughs.
2. Flabbergasted (adj.), appalled over how much weight you have gained.
3. Abdicate (v.), to give up all hope of ever having flat stomach.
4. Esplanade (v.), to attempt an explanation while drunk.
5. Willy-nilly (adj.), impotent.
6. Negligent (adj.), describes a condition in which you absentmindedly answer the door in your nightgown.
7. Lymph (v.), to walk with a lisp.
8. Gargoyle (n.), olive-flavored mouthwash.
9. Flatulence (n.) emergency vehicle that picks you up after you are run over by a steamroller.
10. Balderdash (n.), a rapidly receding hairline.
11. Testicle (n.), a humorous question on an exam.
12. Rectitude (n.), the formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.
13. Pokemon (n), a Rastafarian proctologist.
14. Oyster (n.), a person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.
15. Frisbeetarianism (n.), (back by popular demand): The belief that, when you die, your Soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.
16. Circumvent (n.), an opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish men.
The Washington Post’s Style Invitational also asked readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition.
Here are this year’s winners:
1. Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future. There’s a lot of it in Congress…..
2. Foreploy (n): Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.
3. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period.
4. Giraffiti (n): Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.
5. Sarchasm (n): The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn’t get it.
6. Inoculatte (v): To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.
7. Hipatitis (n): Terminal coolness.
8. Osteopornosis (n): A degenerate disease. (This one got extra credit.)
9. Karmageddon (n): it’s like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it’s like, a serious bummer.
10 Decafalon (n.): The grueling event of getting through the day consuming only things that are good for you.
11. Glibido (v): All talk and no action.
12. Dopeler effect (n): The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.
13. Arachnoleptic fit (n.): The frantic dance performed just after you’ve accidentally walked through a spider web.
14. Beelzebug (n.): Satan in the form of a mosquito that gets into your bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out.
15. Caterpallor (n.): The color you turn after finding half a grub in the fruit you’re eating.
And the pick of the literature:
16. Ignoranus (n): A person who’s both stupid and an asshole.
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Although I tend to avoid organized religion as much as possible, I have always had a strange fascination with Judaism. The history and community around the faith had, in the past, struck a chord within me. It was not until recently that I recognized the massive difference between Conservative Judaism and those who are part of the reform movement.
Given this new found awareness, I have altered my statements to say that those who are part of the reform movement are extremely loving and accepting people. I have found that my Jewish friends tend to be some of the most open, kind and generous people that I know. They are focused on social issues and donate a significant amount of their time and energy in trying to advance those causes. I always said, if I were to ever choose a religion to follow, it would be Judaism.
This story is a shining example of how people can get past gender and sexuality to see a person for who they really are. Props to the members of my local community who welcomed this woman with open arms and an open heart. And welcome to Concord, Rabbi Nafshi.
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Sorry to be rather absent here … I’ll blame it on my Droid (which I obsessively check for news of Dick Cheney’s demise) and on my new exercise regimen (which I am feeling great about) and I’m sure there are other excuses which I can pull out, if necessary.
I did see a piece of unbelievable Philadelphia news recently … the Phillies chose a Biddle in June’s MLB draft. I love it! A Biddle who went to Germantown Friends, no less. How Olde Philadelphia can you get? What’s next – a Cadwalader drafted by the Eagles? A Clothier playing for the 76ers?
Jesse Biddle, the young man in question, is a Left-Handed pitcher with a 94 mph fastball … not bad for someone just coming out of high school!
Beyond that snippet, we won’t discuss te Phillies phurther. It’s all starting to pheel way too phamiliar!
PS The Breakers play FC Gold Pride tonight … hope they can keep their string of wins alive. This’ll be a stern test!
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The older I get, the more I find myself thinking about DaddyCornblog.
I think about what he was experiencing in his life at the age I am now. At 57 years old, MommyCornblog had been dead for seven years, and he was several years into his second marriage. He was in the planning stages of designing his dream house, which he would move into in his 60th year.
The more I think about him, the more I appreciate him. I find myself in certain situations, trying to imagine what sort of advice he would give. When he was alive it was just about the furthest thing from my mind to ask him for advice. But now, poignantly, I know that I would value it.
He was steady and sure.
In the thrall of MommyCornblog’s worldview, that just seemed boring for the most part. Now I see that it wasn’t boring at all. In fact, given MommyCornblog’s antics, it was probably extremely challenging to stay steady through all those years.
One of the gifts that MommyCornblog left behind was quite a collection of photographs. Ironically, what they chronicle for me now is a warm connection that I didn’t really appreciate when was there
That’s a lesson that I keep close each day, and strive to learn from.
I’m grateful to you, DaddyCornblog.
You made my life possible in so many ways that continue to sustain and nourish me.
So, godspeed … and Go Phillies!
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My fingers are crossed that Obama will move ahead and nominate Elizabeth Warren to head the Consumer Financial Protection Bureau.
I just love this …
And here she is … from “Capitalism, A Love Story” …
Promote Elizabeth Warren, President Obama -- she deserves it and we need her looking over Timmy’s shoulder!
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Dick, Dick, Dick … everyone and her/his grandmother is sending you get well wishes after your latest stint in the OR.
Me?
Not so much.
I’m just imagining what it would have been like if Dick were a regular American and had the kind of healthcare coverage that so many regular Americans have.
Imagine the impact it might have had on history if, starting at age 37 when he had his first heart attack, he hadn’t had the wherewithal to have the best care available.
At 69 now … he would have been 37 in what … 1978? What if it had all ended there?
Hard to imagine a Bush II presidency without Dick. Waterboarding? Oil oozing everywhere? The list goes on and on. No Liz Cheney? (She might exist, but would we know about her? Probably not.)
Phew! Check out this map of Dick’s Healthcare History … it’s a fascinating read.
Some may say that Dick isn’t the root of all evil … and I agree, that’s a simplistic view. But there are more unhappy things than imagining a world in which Dick’s healthcare didn’t extend his life beyond 1978 .
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I woke this morning to the lovely sound of rain … gently watering parched garden beds and sending the grape vine and the morning glories twining greenly up the posts of the arbor out front.
Also lovely, this morning, was the news that the National League finally won an All Star game … their first since 1996. I’m avoiding the USWNT-Sweden result, as I hope to watch the match tonight unsullied by facts!
Here’s a photo of one of the new windows that HollyCornblog and CharlieHopbrew installed this past weekend. Looking so good, you guys!
The big, big, BIG plus about these windows (aside from the fact that they are probably helping to hold the house up) is that they can be opened.
How wonderful to be able to let the breeze from the lake blow through on some of these hot afternoons, eh?
HollyCornblog tells me that all of the downstairs windows are now done … amazing!
On the Hollywood beat, I read that Shiloh Jolie-Pitt … at age 3 … is getting crap from the press about how she dresses. Yup, you heard me.
It reminds me of the crap I used to get about how I dressed … although thankfully the press never became involved.
Pretty darn snappy dresser, if you ask me! (If you click on the picture you’ll get a larger view.)
I’m glad that Angelina is “defending” her … but good grief … don’t we all have better things to do?
Myself included .. I guess.
Okay – back to the Droid!
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… and now begins the adventure of figuring it all out.
So far, actually turnng it off appears to be a small issue, as it woke me up in the wee hours last night.
The manual I downloaded has >200 pages. (What have I gotten myself into???)
To be continued … for now, a run (and NO, I am NOT running away from my phone!)
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How easy, driving north on I-89 … pausing in Montpelier, then continuing ’til the rolling hills turn flat and prairie-like. The skies darken, knifing lightning and pelting rain as we span the mighty St. Lawrence … and then viola! Montreal in rush hour.
We make our way to the Chateau Versailles … gracious and quiet. Dinner, wine, leafy green neighborhoods just off the busy Friday-night streets. Huge, old, walled seminaries and convents lining the boulevards … a young woman running strong and steady through the late evening rain … and this morning, coffee, croissants, perhaps … and adventures await.
Here’s what the Writer’s Alamanac offered this morning … how apt!
Once I Pass’d through a Populous City
by Walt Whitman
Once I pass’d through a populous city imprinting my brain for future
use with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions,
Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I casually met there
who detain’d me for love of me,
Day by day and night by night we were together—all else has long
been forgotten by me,
I remember I say only that woman who passionately clung to me,
Again we wander, we love, we separate again,
Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go,
I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous.
What I remember right now? Nothing quite so dramatic … a woman walking her dog on a side street near where we ate. And our waiter, who cautioned me several times about how to carry my left-over boulliabasse. Wonder if he was concerned about the amount of wine that had been consumed .. hmmmm.
Oh, and lest I forget … back at the hotel, what a wonder to get on the internet and “watch” as the Phillies came back from a 7-1 deficit in the 9th to win it in the 10th 9-7. They’re B-A-A-A-C-K!
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Click “Play” above, to give a listen to Martha Reeves and the Vandella’s … or check out the Lovin’ Spoonful below.
Enjoy … and stay cool!
Next up … Janis in 1969 in Stockholm -- really amazing!
Oh, and LeBron? You shoulda stayed in Cleveland, my friend. The owner’s reacton is a little over-the-top … but karma is karma … and I’m thinking yours just went really bad, bud.
Meanwhile … go Spain, go Phillies, go Sox, go Breakers … and I’m off to run before it gets any hotter!
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Never would have predicted it, but I’ll be rooting for Spain in the WC final on Sunday. What a beautiful brand of soccer they play!
In our pool, looks like TeamDewdney is unbeatable … so congratulations, whoever you are …
| Place | Player | Round of 16 Score / Potential |
Quarter-finals Score / Potential |
Semi-finals Score / Potential |
Finals Score / Potential |
Stage 2 Total Score / Potential |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Team Dewdney | 4 / 4 | 4 / 4 | 8 / 8 | 0 / 8 | 16 / 24 |
| 2 | Gary in Rio | 5 / 5 | 4 / 4 | 4 / 4 | 0 / 0 | 13 / 13 |
| 3 | tylerdewdney | 3 / 3 | 4 / 4 | 4 / 4 | 0 / 8 | 11 / 19 |
| 4 | hat trick | 4 / 4 | 2 / 2 | 4 / 4 | 0 / 0 | 10 / 10 |
| 5 | JordanCornblog | 4 / 4 | 2 / 2 | 4 / 4 | 0 / 0 | 10 / 10 |
| 6 | MadDog | 4 / 4 | 2 / 2 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 6 / 6 |
| 7 | Stopper Dewdney | 4 / 4 | 2 / 2 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 6 / 6 |
| 8 | CAC | 5 / 5 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 5 / 5 |
| 9 | Pliny | 3 / 3 | 2 / 2 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 5 / 5 |
| 10 | don | 4 / 4 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 4 / 4 |
| 11 | edewdney | 3 / 3 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 3 / 3 |
| 12 | ML Boyski | 3 / 3 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 3 / 3 |
| 13 | Rachel | 2 / 2 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 2 / 2 |
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While avoiding all things productive, I stumbled upon a blog entry and relating article. Both cause severe hypersalvitation so please be pre-warned. I think I’ve learned my lesson about avoidance.
A Spill Afar: Should It Matter?
By Elisabeth Rosenthal
Nigeria’ agony dwarfs the Gulf oil spill
By John Vidal
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I’ve been exploring childhood memories off and on for years now. Lately I find that they are more accessible, and more vivid, as I am incresingly able to relax and just let what’s “in there” bubble up. Why that is so, I don’t really know – except that perhaps as I realize that this life of mine is my one and only go at it, I become more curious about who and how and why I am.
There’s that … and the compassion that can come with age, I think … if we let it. I am less judgmental of myself, overall … and less afraid of what might “bubble up.” After all – whatever is in there has been there for some 50-plus years … so it’s better to see it than not. That’s what I’m thinkin’!
Anyway – so when I sit quietly (which I don’t do often enough), I sometimes walk around old neighborhoods, open cupboards and dresser drawers, visit classrooms, pat dogs’ heads and sit at dinner tables long-gone. And I swear, they are right there … because they really are all right here.
One of the things I’ve been remembering is how my mother used to read to me/us at night. It was a gift … and given that it was MommyCornblog doing it, you can be assured that there was the occasional odd twist to it all! Here’s one of the poems I’ve been remembering … and as I do, I can see the dark and mysterious wall of my bedroom at 128 Benedict Avenue in Havertown, PA … on sleepy/dreamy nights in the early ’50′s!
Seein’ Things
by Eugene Field (1850-1895)
I ain’t afeard uv snakes, or toads, or bugs, or worms, or mice,
An’ things ‘at girls are skeered uv I think are awful nice!
I ‘m pretty brave, I guess; an’ yet I hate to go to bed,
For, when I ‘m tucked up warm an’ snug an’ when my prayers are said,
Mother tells me “Happy dreams!” and takes away the light,
An’ leaves me lyin’ all alone an’ seein’ things at night!
Sometimes they ‘re in the corner, sometimes they ‘re by the door,
Sometimes they ‘re all a-standin’ in the middle uv the floor;
Sometimes they are a-sittin’ down, sometimes they ‘re walkin’ round
So softly an’ so creepylike they never make a sound!
Sometimes they are as black as ink, an’ other times they ‘re white—
But the color ain’t no difference when you see things at night!
Once, when I licked a feller ‘at had just moved on our street,
An’ father sent me up to bed without a bite to eat,
I woke up in the dark an’ saw things standin’ in a row,
A-lookin’ at me cross-eyed an’ p’intin’ at me so!
Oh, my! I wuz so skeered that time I never slep’ a mite—
It’s almost alluz when I ‘m bad I see things at night!
Lucky thing I ain’t a girl, or I ‘d be skeered to death!
Bein’ I ‘m a boy, I duck my head an’ hold my breath;
An’ I am, oh! so sorry I ‘m a naughty boy, an’ then
I promise to be better an’ I say my prayers again!
Gran’ma tells me that ‘s the only way to make it right
When a feller has been wicked an’ sees things at night!
An’ so, when other naughty boys would coax me into sin,
I try to skwush the Tempter’s voice ‘at urges me within;
An’ when they ‘s pie for supper, or cakes ‘at ‘s big an’ nice,
I want to—but I do not pass my plate f’r them things twice!
No, ruther let Starvation wipe me slowly out o’ sight
Than I should keep a-livin’ on an’ seein’ things at night!
So that explains a few things …
Here’s a link to the book that she read from … illustrations by Maxfield Parrish! Even better, here are all of the prints from the book … Seein’ Things is at the end.
Oh how I love the internet!
As a postscript, I will simply add that …
- The Phillies beat the Braves last night!!!!
- The Breakers beat Philly on the strength of a goal by Lil!!!!
- Oh, and Netherlands … yup … Alice is gonna be happy at the end of the day as she notches another win for them on her scorecard (and a win for every NH Dewdney in our soccer pool except the one I live with. What’s with that, JBD?)!
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I’ve never been real big on the 4th of July, truth be told. The Civil War was more my thing. Internecine warfare was, after all, what we cut our teeth on. Hard to get it out of your system, once it’s embedded there.
Then there were the wigs and short pants and stockings … all that 18th-century garb that the cowboy in me just couldn’t relate to. I like that the colonist soldiers were a scruffy and rag-tag bunch … but, what can I say … all cleaned up and be-wigged in Philly back in 1776? That had about as much appeal to me as an opera (sorry, Beeg!)
So yeah … the 4th of July? Not-so-much. (Plus, all the flashes and pops drive the dogs crazy …) Which reminds me of one of my favorite 4th-of-July memories. It’s of going to Marple Newtown High School with my friend CB for the fireworks. Huge crowd … good show, no doubt. Maybe Alice was there … or her parents watched from their house.
Anyway, what CB and I focused on were the babies crying after each explosion. There’d be a bright light, a shower of sparkles, a big pop … and then the wailing would begin. It was rather amazing …. and we, of course, found it hilarious. Looking back … and thinking about it today … why would any sane adult bring an infant to a fireworks display?
Here’s how JordanCornblog and ChristopherCornblog looked back in the early-ish 50′s, celebrating the 4th.
We’re in our neighbor’s side yard … with our friend Loretta who always seemed so grown up and out of reach – kind of a celebrity in our world.
Looking at the picture now, I can see that she was probably in Junior High School. Perspective … such an amazing thing!
In our soccer pool, things have shifted about pretty dramatically … and it’s looking to me like TeamDewdney has it made in the shade, unless something truly shocking happens (Uraguay, are you listening?) tylerdewdney is right in there, too (speaking of internecine warfare) … and Gary in Rio and Pliny could pick up a few points … but I doubt it’ll be enough to pull off an upset.
Here’s how it stands … as we head toward the Semi-finals on Wednesday …
| Place | Player | Round of 16 Score / Potential |
Quarter-finals Score / Potential |
Semi-finals Score / Potential |
Finals Score / Potential |
Stage 2 Total Score / Potential |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Gary in Rio | 5 / 5 | 4 / 4 | 0 / 4 | 0 / 0 | 9 / 13 |
| 2 | Team Dewdney | 4 / 4 | 4 / 4 | 0 / 8 | 0 / 8 | 8 / 24 |
| 3 | tylerdewdney | 3 / 3 | 4 / 4 | 0 / 4 | 0 / 8 | 7 / 19 |
| 4 | hat trick | 4 / 4 | 2 / 2 | 0 / 4 | 0 / 0 | 6 / 10 |
| 5 | JordanCornblog | 4 / 4 | 2 / 2 | 0 / 4 | 0 / 0 | 6 / 10 |
| 6 | MadDog | 4 / 4 | 2 / 2 | 0 / 4 | 0 / 0 | 6 / 10 |
| 7 | Stopper Dewdney | 4 / 4 | 2 / 2 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 6 / 6 |
| 8 | CAC | 5 / 5 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 5 / 5 |
| 9 | Pliny | 3 / 3 | 2 / 2 | 0 / 4 | 0 / 0 | 5 / 9 |
| 10 | don | 4 / 4 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 4 / 4 |
| 11 | edewdney | 3 / 3 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 3 / 3 |
| 12 | ML Boyski | 3 / 3 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 3 / 3 |
| 13 | Rachel | 2 / 2 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 0 / 0 | 2 / 2 |
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