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Fountains of Wayne, Red Dragon Tattoos and Basil Hayden’s

Sunday, March 15th, 2009

One of my favorite rock bands is Fountains of Wayne, a power pop band named for a lawn ornament store in Wayne, New Jersey that found its 15 minutes of fame in an episode of The Sopranos. Though the band is best known for the song “Stacy’s Mom” on their “Welcome Interstate Managers” CD, my favorite FoW song is “Red Dragon Tattoo.” It tells the story of a teen age boy who goes to Coney Island to get a tattoo …

T.O. Found a New Job

Monday, March 9th, 2009

Terrell Owens, wide receiver for the Dallas Cowboys was granted his unconditional release Thursday and found a new job with the Buffalo Bills on Saturday. I read a story that said Buffalo is the only team that wanted him. Terrell wasn’t released because his football skills had diminished; this all-pro receiver was dismissed because the negative effect he has in the locker room outweighs the contributions he makes on the field.

The Cowboys’ shouldn’t have been surprised that it ended this …

A Dozen Interesting (or not) Things About Me

Tuesday, March 3rd, 2009

Here are a dozen interesting (or not) things about me…

  • I was the marketing guy on the team that launched breakfast at McDonald’s.
  • My wife and I have the same birthday; she’s five hours and fifty-one minutes older than I am.
  • I’ve met two Nobel Prize winners, attended lectures given by three others and was in a class taught by another.
  • The prettiest place I’ve ever visited is Lake Constance in Germany.
  • I’ve never owned a car that didn’t have a manual transmission.
  • Our house is …
  • Handball with a Legend

    Monday, March 2nd, 2009

    Thirty-six years ago this week, a nervous Mike Donahue squared off in a handball match against future NFL Hall of Famer, George Blanda.

    George was 46 when we played that match. Despite his age, he was still the place kicker and backup quarterback for the Oakland Raiders. I was 26; I thought he was ancient. I couldn’t imagine ever being that old.

    George won the first game. I was the better player, but every time I lined up a shot, my heart …