…..details soon…..This here’s the Grenadines…part of it….

….I’d start throwing clubs and arguing with people in the gallery. I’d insult an official, tell a member of the press to f-off, question the honesty of a playing partner, ask for rulings every few minutes and hit the ball into the trees on every other shot all day. People will think I’m coming apart and played out. Then next week I’ll charge out front and take the tournament wire to wire and all those people that counted me out will look like blithering imbeciles.

Yes, Fred, as of this writing, sits at 10 under and might likely fade before days end. But as an old creep I naturally root for the 50 year old Couples as i did for the 59 year old Tom Watson last year. Phil Mickelson is leading at 12 under and because his name is Phil I root for him as well

..the reason it has never been good is because it’s episodic with the same characters which means creating story lines that continue to make the characters interesting while keeping the cases interesting. Forget it. This is impossible for crop of writers currently employed in Hollywood. They haven’t been able to accomplish the aforementioned for 40 years. Gary Sinise or no Gary Sinise, CSI: NY or, really, any of them, rides a shit wave in a shit skiff. Fuck you network TV for the time and the resources that you waste…Oh Wow….

Ding! Dong! Another Munchkin’s gone! Meinhardt Raabe goes off to the real Emerald City. Hello Judy?

Meinhardt Raabe had only about 13 seconds of uncredited screen time in The Wizard of Oz, but the role of coroner made him a little (Raabe was 3½ feet tall when the movie was made and eventually grew to about 4½ feet) big star.
Now he’s a dead little big star.
Raabe died Friday, April 9, at the age of 94, at Orange Park (Florida) Medical Center.
According to Bob Riegel, the president of the Penney Retirement Community in Penney Farms, Florida, where he Raabe had lived since 1986, Raabe started the day “as usual, enjoying breakfast and being as talkative as ever.” After breakfast he felt sick, called for a nurse and 911 was called.
The coroner thinks it was a heart attack.
We know he didn’t choke on an Oscar Mayer wiener, though Raabe was the mascot of the hot dog empire for nearly 30 years. (He toured America in the Oscar Mayer Wiener mobile . . . and was known as Little Oscar.)
Raabe was one of the 124 Munchkins in the film and one of only nine who had speaking parts. Yes, he was the one who unfurled the certificate stating that the Wicked Witch of the West was dead. And his beard and handlebar mustache was made of dyed yak hair.
And now he’s gone to join Judy, Ray, Jack, Bert, Billie, Margaret and Frank in the real Emerald City.
File this under Weird News: Raabe died six days after the anniversary of the suicide of Clara Blandick, the old pal who play old Auntie Em. Read about her here http://www.examiner.com/examiner/x-40332-Dead-Celebrities-Examiner~y2010m4d10-Morbid-Curiosity-Remembering-Clare-Blandick-18801962-Auntie-Em-went-out-an-old-bag-literally
All together now:
As coroner, I must aver
I thoroughly examined her
And she’s not only merely dead
She’s really, most sincerely dead!

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