The handsome man on the left is my grandfather, Pat Bradley. He could Weekend better than anyone.
I challenge you to be as good as him at relaxing and enjoying life this holiday weekend.
– Pop forwarded me an interesting short essay about democracy and tribalism. I really liked this concept.
That’s why color blindness and tolerance are such liberal concepts – not leftist, but lovers of liberty. True liberty cannot exist while groups are at war with each other. We cannot enjoy freedom while defending ourselves constantly. We cannot have a future as a nation without working together.
– Baseball season is here. The Mets are in first place – an obvious sign that there has only been one day of play. Here is the cheat sheet column I am using to keep the Husband talking to me from today until October. As I type, he is yelling at the Rangers. I say give it up already. Save yourself the heartache.
– NYPD caught the vaseline bandit burglar. My friend writes the Crime Scene column that featured these robberies. I wonder how the victims will be reimbursed for the liquor he drank while he was stealing their jewelry. I can’t wait for the jailhouse interview on this one.
– A fellow performer in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade (in 1991!) tracked me down on the blog. Crazy. Here is our funny exchange in the comments: “I was just telling my husband about dancing with Lorna Luft in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade. I googled it to look for pictures, I found your post and cracked up. I’m sure you don’t remember me, I don’t really remember you either, but as we seem to have this incredibly bizarre piece of shared history, I thought it was important to say hi. Did you also dance in the number with Kelsey Grammar and me? What a ridiculous time… Anyway, thanks for the laugh.” We are now fb friends and it makes me smile to know that this is connecting people….also she has an awesome memory of Kelsey Grammer being nice and Marky Mark being naked…well, almost naked.
Finally, I hope you all have a loving and peaceful weekend – take the time to count your blessings and be thankful for the simple things in life. As John Hughes penned and my grandfather would have agreed:
Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Amen, Ferris, Amen.