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- I was barely able to get this post up because the bottom dropped out of the sky this morning in Decatur, and I was stuck in my car without and umbrella. "Opulence, I has it."
- The Obama Administration officially came out against the theory of "we can cure your gayness with therapy.
- What a horrific wreck in Fort Worth on Saturday night that left five dead. An 18-wheeler involved in the crash was carrying the Sunday edition of the Star-Telegram.
- Hillary Clinton announced yesterday that she would run for President. Online. And on a Sunday so all the media would lead with it on Monday. It's not exactly announcing in front of a group of bored kids at Jerry Falwell's Liberty University, but it might be pretty smart.
- ESPN has parted ways with Lou Holtz. Never forget.
- I was watching Jordan Speith win the Masters and was struck by not how great his accomplishment was but how weird humans are. I'm talking about the crowd and the TV audience. We are interested in a guy who can hit a ball with a metal stick? I'm equally guilty.
- On Friday night I got to watch a softball game with the Sixth Grader in the House pitching (filling in) to the Junior in the House. Now that interest is understandable.
- I've mentioned before that we have neighbors from Russia. The oldest guy in that house appears to be in his 70s and speaks absolutely no English, and he's always out in the yard doing lawn maintenance. He planted a great bunch of rose bushes which are now blooming. From a distance yesterday, I saw he was outside sitting in chair and I pointed to the bushes and, in an accidental Russian accent, said, "Beautiful!" His smile was golden.
- I heard Bill Kristol on the radio this morning who said Bill Clinton ran his second presidential campaign as a centrist because he took positions such as abortion "should be safe, rare and legal." I don't disagree that Clinton went to the middle, but what does Kristol think someone on the left believes about abortion?
- I caught the last 30 minutes of the NASCAR race Fort Worth on TV on Saturday night. For the life of me, I don't understand the attraction.
