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Capsule
Monday, September 30, 2019
Willie Mays is regarded as one of the greatest baseball players of all time and was elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame in 1979.
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Lead Picture (Story below in Thumbnail)
Monday, September 30, 2019
Willie Mays
New York World-Telegram and the Sun staff photographer, William C. Greene
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Commentary
Monday, September 30, 2019
Saw a trailer to a Bruce Springsteen movie in which Bruce comments that he spent the last thirty-five years working to conquer destructive forces in his nature.
Similar to my efforts.
Recalled seeing “Clockwork Orange” in which the corralling of the protagonist’s destructive impulses led directly to the emasculation of his creativity.
Not so with me (nor, perhaps, with Bruce who is still performing, and now creatively involved in movie-making.) who am still cranking out the blogs (542 consecutive posts) and related videos (just now feeling comfortable in producing and disseminating them) as evidence of that.
Reassures me.
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Saturday’s Dinner posted on
Monday, September 30, 2019
Whole chicken, cut up into at least 18 pieces by my butcher, seared in goose or duck fat (or olive oil) and braised with shallots, fresh and jarred artichokes, and carrots in a broth of white wine and our own chicken stock, may be one of the most succulent (saporito is an appropriate Italian adjective) meals I put on my table.
With a warning:
To extract the optimate pleasure from this dish requires worrying the bones (sucking the fat and herbs and seasonings and sauce until only dried bones are left.)
Requires respecting the fresh artichokes by scraping off of the flesh from the leaf, leaf after leaf. And to relish the sauce with a hunk of crusty French or Italian bread ripped into bite-sized pieces to be dragged against the plate, lifting the married grease and liquids and crunching that outrageously good bread.
Why is this a warning?
Because the person (s) you’re eating this with must accept the impossibility of gentility at this dinner withal the sucking, scraping, chewing, dragging.
All the while, sitting on the table with us, within arm’s reach, a bowl of detritus: chicken bones and artichoke leaves, growing as the meal progresses.
And this suspension of etiquette can only be effective if you we get joy from the enjoyment of our dinner mates.
Being subjected to the prolonged devour and accompanying guttural sounds of someone we really don’t care for is torture.
Or perhaps eat it alone.
Which I did on Saturday.
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Chuckle of the day:
Monday, September 30, 2019
Why is "phonics" not spelled the way it sounds?
Why is bra singular and panties plural?
Why do we put suits in garment bags and garments in a suitcase?
How come abbreviated is such a long word?
Why do we drive on a parkway and park on a driveway?
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A “Hey, Dom!” video.
Monday, September 30, 2019
A fall from the bed.
Was it an accident or a harbinger?
Length: 1.49
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Monday, September 30, 2019
To several exhortations to be careful of head cracks, I respond this way:
Web Meister’s Response:
Concerned is not preachy.
And, from you, the concern is welcome.
Am I overly obsessed with death?
I'm trying to record my experiences
To install in myself and whoever listens
A healthy respect for our bodies;
An acceptance of death's approach;
To contribute to the lives of the people with whom I am in contact;
An adoption of a lifestyle to make our last twenty years meaningful.
Headaches, sleeplessness, pulled muscles, serious illnesses are all around us.
How do we deal with them?
I'm for sharing.
Love you, my dear.
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Today’s Thumbnail
Monday, September 30, 2019
Willie Howard Mays, Jr. (born May 6, 1931), nicknamed "The Say Hey Kid", is an American former Major League Baseball (MLB) center fielder who spent almost all of his 22-season career playing for the New York/San Francisco Giants, before finishing with the New York Mets.
He is regarded as one of the greatest baseball players of all time and was elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame in 1979.
Mays won two National League (NL) Most Valuable Player (MVP) awards, he ended his career with 660 home runs—third at the time of his retirement and currently fifth all-time—and won a record-tying 12 Gold Glove awards beginning in 1957, when the award was introduced.
The Catch refers to a defensive play made by New York Giants center fielder Willie Mays on a ball hit by Cleveland Indians batter Vic Wertz on September 29, 1954, during Game 1 of the 1954 World Series at the Polo Grounds in Upper Manhattan, New York City.
Mays shares the record of most All-Star Games played with 24, with Hank Aaron and Stan Musial.
In appreciation of his All-Star record, Ted Williams said "They invented the All-Star Game for Willie Mays."
Mays' career statistics and his longevity in the pre-performance-enhancing drugs era have drawn speculation that he may be the finest five-tool player ever, and many surveys and expert analyses, which have examined Mays' relative performance, have led to a growing opinion that Mays was possibly the greatest all-around offensive baseball player of all time.
In 1999, Mays placed second on The Sporting News's "List of the 100 Greatest Baseball Players", making him the highest-ranking living player.
Later that year, he was also elected to the Major League Baseball All-Century Team.
Mays is one of five National League players to have had eight consecutive 100-RBI seasons, along with Mel Ott, Sammy Sosa, Chipper Jones, and Albert Pujols.
Mays hit over 50 home runs in 1955 and 1965, representing the longest time span between 50-plus home run seasons for any player in Major League Baseball history.
His final Major League Baseball appearance came on October 16 during Game 3 of the 1973 World Series.
A tip o' the hat (U.S. President Calvin Coolidge, 1924
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Acknowledgements
Monday, September 30, 2019
And to the Jokes Warehouse for the chuckle today.
Thanks to the Microsoft team at the Prudential Center for their unflagging availability to help with a constant flow of technological problems.
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GoodMorning
Monday, September 30, 2019
And now? Gotta go.
Che vuoi? Le pocketbook?
See you soon.
Your Taeyeon