58 laps down, ? to go. …

Once again The Associated Press has failed to mention my birthday in “Today In History,” though they have taken the time to mention hacks like Anthony Lewis (85), Michael York (70) and Quentin Tarantino (49). Between these gomers and the Pulitzer people I’m starting to get seriously pissed off.

Other noxious lowlights of the day, for those of you disinclined to click links:

• Spanish explorer Juan Ponce de Leon sighted what we now call Florida, and don’t we wish he hadn’t?

• Milton Berle died of colon cancer in Los Angeles.

• Marlon Brando declined the Oscar for best actor, awarded for his role as Don Vito Corleone in “The Godfather.”

• And March Madness was born in 1939, just days after the Nazis invaded Czechoslovakia. A coincidence? I think not.

21 thoughts on “58 laps down, ? to go. …

  1. “Happy, happy, and more happy. And if that doesn’t work, snarky, snarky and more snarky – in a fun and funny way for many more moons to come.

  2. Buon compleanno from here in Sicily. As they say, “the weather is here, wish you were beautiful.”

  3. Lá breithe shona duit, Patrick (assuming I have not been suckered in by the Hungarian Phrase Book)

    I’ll lift a cold one to your continued existence when I get home tonight.

  4. Mazel Tov and Happy Birthday, but hey you haven’t lapped me yet! I’ll toast to your and Herself’s health tonight.

  5. Happy Birthday, Patrick! Best wishes for many more.

    I’m a March Baby too. Just had my birthday last week.

  6. May you have many more precessions rotations and revolutions

    A celebratory beer with a side of aroz con pollo has been consumed in your honor.

    Safety third.
    Ride hard ride, fast, take chances
    Eat dessert first. Life is uncertain

    Grumbly.

  7. 58 laps well happy birthday and remember the Jameson.

    Funny how I turned 58 a day before you and yesterday I rode in my first race ever after four decades of cycling. Nothing like a little suffering on a Mountain bike to make you thankful for a little coffee with a lot of Whiskey. (three fingers of coffee, five Mississippi’s of cheap whiskey and a shot of Irish Cream for color)

    Next race I’ll wear my FAT Jersey (and thanks for all your work)

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