time flies...

when you are not blogging.... OY! i am sure you have been waiting with baited breath for my latest missive.. HA! .. if someone blogs and no one reads it ..is it still a blog?

anyway... i knew it had been a few days.. and i think i have a draft that i started, but it is such old news by now, i thought i would start from scratch..

the USA is out and I am still watching the World Cup.. Uruguay, Netherlands, Spain, and Germany..

i think i will go for Netherlands.. it is the only place of the four i have visited. Ok so i barely made it out of Amsterdam.. but that is a whole other story. :-)

OY!

The Yankees won today and are in first place.. so that is good news...

Tiger Woods is still having trouble with his wood(s).. and his putter ... he is 13 shots off the pace at the ATT national in PA. I think that there is an IHOP waitress could turn him around.. some hotcakes would surely do the trick ... pun totally intended!

44 days till the first preseason game where the JETs will prove that the "new meadowlands" is the JETs HOUSE and the giants are the visitors...AND 218 days till the JETs lift that Lombardi Trophy!!

Happy Independence Day everyone! (ok a day early...) Take some time to remember the freedoms that this country gives us.. not perfect by a long shot.. but not bad...

and now some lyrics... thank you robert hunter and jerry garcia...

Red and white, blue suede shoes, I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do?
Gimme five, I'm still alive, ain't no luck, I learned to duck.
Check my pulse, it don't change. Stay seventy-two come shine or rain.
Wave the flag, pop the bag, rock the boat, skin the goat.
Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.
Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my.

I'm Uncle Sam, that's who I am; Been hidin' out in a rock and roll band.
Shake the hand that shook the hand of P.T. Barnum and Charlie Chan.
Shine your shoes, light your fuse. Can you use them ol' U.S. Blues?
I'll drink your health, share your wealth, run your life, steal your wife.
Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.
Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my.

Back to back chicken shack. Son of a gun, better change your act.
We're all confused, what's to lose?
You can call this song, the United States Blues.
Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.
Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my.