[Update: No Triple Crown winner this year; it was Curlin over Street Sense by a nose.]
First, the funny papers.
Here’s the sports section: Street Sense is the favorite to win today’s Preakness. But if you want to see a guaranteed triple-crown race, watch this:
I don’t think jockey Ron Turcotte used a whip at all. He was just there for the ride.
Film review: If you’re in the mood for a good chick flick, let me recommend “Waitress.” Sweet and tart, just like my mama’s rhubarb pie.
Thank you for posting this. I can’t watch any of Secretariat’s Triple crown races without getting tears in my eyes. I remember watching them as a young man. For me the Belmont was and is the greatest of them all.
My wife’s sorrel quarterhorse looks a bit like Secretariat if I quint a bit and take a few pounds off of him.
By the way, I really appreciate your blog and read it everyday. Stopping to look at the horses is a nice little break for us political junkies
My wife’s sorrel quarterhorse looks a bit like Secretariat if I quint a bit and take a few pounds off of him.
Works for me. If you squint a bit a take a few pounds off me, I look a bit like Kate Hudson.
Pie time is coming soon. The rhubarb is set to take off.
“The rhubarb is set to take off”
Ah…But the strawberries are in the here and now…(so sweet they make your teeth hurt)
I just knew I was gonna like Kentucky…
You moved to Kentucky, D.R.?
erratum:
“everyday” should read “every day” I told you I had tears in my eyes.
I don’t really understand the ponies, although now and then I get out to Santa Anita, a grand old racetrack out here. I don’t think it’s on the historic register, but it should be.
Loved the Todd Umbarger cartoon. That man can draw. There’s even a wonderful Star Trek allusion:
Dammit Jim, I’m a doctor, not a constitutional scholar!
Who’s bright idea was it to add music to this clip? For God’s sake, the race and the call are exciting enough. The music is a distraction.
Here’s an amusement….
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/18759973/
Newt Gingrich quoting scripture?… how typical. I see he’s earning a chief seat among the hypocrites. I hope any of the graduates who shake hands with Newt have the good sense to wash their hand afterward.After all, there’s no telling what kind of behaviors a lacivious wretch like Newt might engage in, in private, when surrounded in public by a sea of young female flesh. Who knows?.. In keeping with the spirit of St. George, he might have slayed his own dragon before the ceremony.
Those pols that pandered to the Reverend Jerry, do they get a refund?