Good morning and greetings, Santana fans. As Carlos once told me, “You’ve got to change your evil ways, baby.” And of course, I did, because I was in search of a white magic woman. More about that later. I saw Carlos and his crew play at the Woodstock Music Festival back in 1969. Those were three days of peace, love and an incredible amount of people dancing around naked. Quite an experience for a 16-year-old, defensive-minded point guard from New Jersey.
So welcome to our 175th post. That’s right, sports fans, the big 175. So what does it all mean? Well, for starters, it means that I’ve posted 1,050 images on this blog site. And not one shot of myself or the June Taylor dancers. So why blog? Why not river dance? What is this obsession with pictures and words? What not spend my time meditating or doing tai bow? The answer, my friend, is not blowing in the wind. That’s just pollen. It’s all about the asteriods of thoughts careening around in my head. Sometimes I just have to let those meteorites loose.
As I’ve seen written on many a Hallmark card, Angela Jolie’s bicep and notices of rate increases from my health insurance company, April showers bring May flowers. April baths bring nothing except rings around the tub. We started off magnificent May with a look at the loveliness of the Robert plant action at the UCSC Aboretum. We are returning there today but under different circumstances. Where the skies were once blue, now there is rain. As I was the only person strolling thru this menagerie of moist colors, for this day, according to Counting Crows, “I am the rain king.”
So as the water flowed down from the heavens, I grabbed my Scooby Doo raincoat and flew into action. As you can see from the photo array, the proteas and friends had no problem holding onto the droplets that fell from the clouds. It’s always exciting to see flowers in the rain and this day was no exception. I, myself am very good at holding onto things, just like these flowers with raindrops. Or to quote the Cowsills, “I love the flower girl. She seemed so sweet and kind, she crept into my mind. Was she a reality or just a dream to me?”
Which leads me to this. Today is an historic day as my wife Allison is hitting the big 50. It is also a big day for me because I’ve never slept with a 50 year-old-woman. It has been a somewhat difficult year for Allison on the health front but she is coming through it and feeling stronger every day. So I want to wish her a happy birthday and tell her that the NBA playoffs should be over in a few weeks. It’s not easy finding someone you want to spend the rest of your life with so I’m one of the lucky ones. As she once said to me, “You love basketball more than you love me.” I replied, “That may be true, but I love you more than football and baseball.”
On to the late night action. “Well, here is a shocking statistic. This is shocking. One in four Americans admit to texting while driving. The other three are illegal immigrants who are texting while driving.” And according to a Rasmussen poll, when asked if English should be America’s official language, 85 percent of the people said, ‘Si. Well, last week, the FDA scolded General Mills for claiming that Cheerios lowers your cholesterol by 10%. Well, they’re not stopping there. Today, under pressure, Captain Crunch admitted he lied about his military record.” –Jay Leno
“Ladies and gentlemen, there’s good news for the environment. They’re cleaning up the Hudson River. It had gotten so bad that the salmon actually had to swim upstream every year for their hepatitis shots.” –David Letterman “In a reversal of his position, President Obama this week said he now opposes the release of photographs showing terror suspects being abused in Afghanistan and Iraq. Meaning we’ll just have to wait for Dick Cheney’s Christmas card.” –Amy Poehler “At the White House the other night, President Obama and First Lady Michelle Obama hosted a night of poetry and music featuring musicians, authors and poets, to which President Bush said, ‘Now, that’s torture.’” –Jay Leno
So that’s it for our holiday blog. If possible, spend a moment today thinking what this holiday means, and I’m not referring to what to marinate for the barbecue. For you NBA fans, the first five games of the conference finals have been, as Jack Nicholson might say, “As good as it gets.” Or “You can’t handle the truth.” We’ve had intensely fought, epic, down to the wire contests with amazingly dramatic finishes, which reminds me of both my wedding night and my first year of rabbinical school.
So birthday wishes today also go out to our friend Jo Ann Martin and my longtime Motown pal Marc Techner. And get ready for June as we’re going to be blasting out the colors like LeBron and Kobe launching game-winners from beyond the three point stripe. So have a great holiday weekend and we’ll catch you at the Pepsi Center. Aloha, mahalo and later, Kevin Johnson fans.