Fair-weather friends

Fickle, thy name is golf announcer.

You can quote me on that.

U.S. Open - Round TwoI watched as much of the US Open Golf Tournament this past weekend as my work schedule allowed.

The leader board morphed and changed throughout the four-day tourney at Merion Golf Club in Ardmore, Pennsylvania.

But nothing compared to the announcers’ ever-changing opinions and support of the players at the top.

When Phil Michelson was leading the pack going into Sunday, they couldn’t say enough about his talent and the timing, with his birthday and Father’s Day all coming together.  He could finally erase all the other runner-up finishes at the Open.

When he failed to deliver?  They just wrote it off to “missed opportunities.”  There were no shows of support, no explanations.

Phil just messed up.

As other golfers took the lead – Mahan, Day, Els — the announcers’ support surged and waned.  They could always explain who was best, and just as quickly write them off.  Might as well keep them behind the microphone, though –

They’d be murder on a real relationship.

Rocking and rolling

When I was a kid, people who visited our house were always amazed by all the rocking…

Chairs, that is.

My mom was usually rocking in hers, and my sister would be rocking in the other one. If either of them ever got up, my brothers or I would take over. Suffice it to say, our family room was always rocking.

We gave more than one person motion sickness, just watching us go.

Imagine if we had had a rocking bed…like this one.

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We would have never gotten up in the morning!

Stone cold fox

Ever found it difficult to get excited about classic sculpture?

Just couldn’t relate??

Well, hold on to your fig leaf — Today I Learned Something New, a UK-based website, has brought together the past and present in their feature…

‘Classical sculptures dressed like hipsters’
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Gone is the overwhelming expanse of chalk-white skin, the blank stare, the disproportionately small family jewels.  These male models’ newly casual look and ‘tude would do any catalog or magazine ad proud.

And if they’re quiet on a date…well, that’s really to be expected.

A load of hurt

superman

I saw Man of Steel in IMAX 3D tonight — opening night.  A few folks were there with me, to say the least.

And, boy, did we get a show.

This movie is HUGE….and not just because it’s an IMAX print.  I saw Star Trek Into Darkness in IMAX, and everything in Man of Steel seems bigger by a factor of 10.

The musical score, by Hans Zimmer, is like a punch to the solar plexus.  It’s loud and driving (and kinda made my ears hurt, to be honest).

The physical fights and battle scenes are ginormous.  And exhausting.  The bad guys beat the hell out of Superman, but he just keeps on coming back.

Needless to say, it took a lot of CGI to make Man of Steel, and director Zack Snyder uses it to great effect to create a world worthy of our hero.  But the biggest and best part of this movie requires nothing more than a tight closeup to appreciate — Henry Cavill.

In the immortal words of annoying celebrity cook Rachael Ray –

YUM-O.

How do I spell happy?

bacon-bash

This is in Times Square in 10 days.  And, yes, I bought my ticket.

OINK!

Bling bling

I don’t know if it is my age or location, but I love my sunglasses bigger and bigger these days.

They do cover a multitude of sins.

But these shades by designer Jaesyn Burke are simply sinful!
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I’m not completely sure I could see out of them, but really –

Who cares?

Rubber band, man!

I’m a homeowner who tries to be handy. When that fails…

I call Ed.
stripped screwSo I loved this tip I picked up on the Interwebs about dealing with stripped screws. (If you’ve known this for years, bear with me because it bears repeating for folks like me.)

To remove the stripped screw, simply place a rubber band over it.  Then  use your screwdriver to unscrew it.

The rubber band should provide enough grip for you to ease the screw right out.

You’re not reading this anymore, are you?  You’re taking care of all those dodgey screws in your house!

Sorry, Ed — we’ve got this one.