Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Wednesday Word—RE2PECT

(Note: If you’re not a sports’ fan, you may want to skip to the Foto Frenzy at the bottom of this post although you don’t need to be a fan to appreciate what this man has accomplished. I did try to inject humor into it.)

How ginormous? This ginormous! It’s 36” tall!
Even if you’re not from the NY area, you’d have to be living under a rock not to have heard or seen the word RE2PECT over these past few months. You all know that CK has class. You also know that I’m a Yankee fan so I have to say a few words about someone else with class and that would be Yankee Captain Derek Jeter Harris. Jeter played his last MLB game last Sunday after 20 years in the majors. All of those years were spent with one team—my New York Yankees. The peeps couldn’t go to his last game in da Bronx but they went to his penultimate game last Wednesday to cheer for a man who played the game the right way. Unfortunately, the game didn’t end to their liking and a ginormous adult beverage was consumed—mostly by TW.

I wouldn’t be keeping it real if I didn’t show my RE2PECT for Mr. Jeter. Before I began blogging, the peeps had half season (41 games) tickets to the NY Yankees and got to see much of Jeter’s Hall of Fame career play out at the old Cathedral in da Bronx. They were always awed by the plays he made in the field and his offensive heroics through the years. Some have questioned why Jeter got such a grand sendoff since he was never the greatest overall player or even the best player at his position—shortstop. What he did have was respect for the game. He never showed up the opposing team, never took Performance Enhancing Drugs (PEDs) and never took the game for granted. Until the end, he hustled out every ground ball; he played hard and clean. Add to that fact that he never made headlines for off-the-field antics even though he was a bachelor playing in NY. You’ll probably never see a player bust it like he busted it for 20 years although Mike Trout of the Angels seems to be following in Jeet’s footsteps. Best of luck to Mr. Jeter in his future endeavors.

TW took this photo of Jeet batting during the 2009 ALCS.

Monday, September 29, 2014

A Good One and A Loser

Uh oh! TW decided to save the blog we’ve been working on for another day. This leaves us her without a fresh idea. I’m in the throes of a fine nap and can’t be bothered think of a single thing. Tell you what I’m gonna do. I’m gonna post a few Foto Frenzy fotos but first I want to thank you for the great response. When I axed for numbers, just about all of you obliged which is more than I can say for the 13 people that my Facebook post reached. *shakes head* Facebook is like the area between TW’s ears—an empty space.

The above foto is the most recent one we’ve put on the computer. We be playing with an elastic string.

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Wait Till the Morning

This week’s PhotoHunt challenge is Morning. I could rerun the photos I used for the recent themes Skies and Cloudy, but I decided this was the perfect opportunity to tell you about my Morning routine. When I first get up, I’ll go sit on the prayer rug on the windowsill and meditate. Sometimes I’ll do this before I have breakfast but usually I’ll do it aprés breakfast. Between sunrise and around 9 or 10 a.m., this is the only place to find sunpuddles in our condo. If I would have been around when they looked for a condo, I definitely wouldn’t have chosen one facing North.

Friday, September 26, 2014

Fall Friday Foto Frenzy Fun

Yo wazzup! About now you’re axing yourself why I’m featuring an unflattering photo of myself with red eyes in front of a nekkid Christmas tree and it isn’t even Halloween! No, the peeps haven’t flipped and gotten their tree already. In fact, this is File Footage from 2011. You all remember Niles, don’t you? Well guess what?

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Wednesday Word—Comfy

I have a new setup at the condo. As an early Christmas present, Pop bought me a new cat tree. The last one didn’t quite work out cos it was too high and I never used it. This time we didn’t call Uncle Vince to assembly it. Pop decided to do it himself, which left me the task of snoopervising.

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