Thursday, May 28, 2009

Mean time between failures

I had the taste for pot roast today. Actually, if you want to know the truth, I had the taste for home cooking. I rarely make pot roast which explains the fact that it never turns out like how I remembered it. My last visit to LA didn't see too many home cooked meals. I think I had some eggs and bacon that my dad made. Rocky is pacing around in the kitchen because he knows what's up. He's been in the doldrums lately and it's worrying me. I asked Dr. Gano the vet if I should be worried about Rocky's incessant jonesing for grass. Maybe he's just upset with me for leaving Annie and him at Pet Co. to get a bath. I'll keep a close watch on him.

I really don't want to see tonight's Cavs-Magic game. I've always thought that the Cavs were overrated at least when you compare them to teams like Boston or LA. Some wise person once said that you need at least two bonafied stars. One good season doth not a star make thee! Booby Gibson had a good playoff a couple of years ago and has been MIA. Mo Williams had a career year but the NBA playoffs are, of all the major sports, a separate and not equal season. Just just have to make the playoffs and kick your butt in gear. The Shaq-Kobe Lakers just farted around during the regular season knowing that the real season didn't start until the playoffs. Sadly, the Cavs figured that they best regular season record meant something and that home court would be an adequate substitute for bad matchups. The so-called Best Defensive Team in the NBA is suddenly Paul Blart: Mall Cop when they should've been Robo Cop.

My brother's truck broke down somewhere in San Diego. He was able to stop and see Brodie down in El Centro but his truck flaked out. They towed him to a Freightliner shop but they didn't seem to have any parts. I think the fact that my brother was given a new truck, and that it broke down, is a warning sign. The simple fact of this event is that if my brother's not driving, he's not making any money. Luckily, he seems to be a good spirits. He had to curtail part of his delivery and som other (irate) driver had to take the rest of my brother's load to Vernon (a neligible suburb of LA close to where I'm from) which means that my brother won't get to visit with the parental units. I gave Jimmy my XM radio so that means that I've been driving around with sucky radio. I haven't been following WKNR because I don't need anyone to tell these sad facts of life:

-The Browns suck
-The Indians suck
-The Cavs suck
So I've been toggling between WKSU (NPR and classical music) and some jazz standards station on 91.5. Oh yes, I do catch the Diane Rehm show on 90.3 (regular cat-in-heat jazz).

Today's show had Robert Reich. He has the best matter-of-fact commentaries on economics and policy in spite of his being a "weenie" (Cal person). Reich reminds me of one of those teachers you had who could simply a seemingly intractable problem into a couple of straight-forward pieces. (e.g., my high school history teacher who said that the problem of illegal immigration was simple: just increase the economic opportunities in Mexico.) Granted, the whole of my economic/business/policy background is limited to Econ 101 which I took one summer at East LA College.



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