Cliff Claven’s Jeopardy Dream Board
In my favorite episode of Cheers, Cliff Claven has a chance to put his head full of trivia to good use by competing on Jeopardy. The categories were: Civil Servants, Stamps From Around the World, Mothers and Sons, Beer, Bar Trivia, and Celibacy. Hilarious.
Wildcats Take Second Place at Cheer-Off
This year Madison became a cheerleader for our county wide athletic organization. Her squad took home second place at Cheer Off. Go cats!
Home Movie: Kevin vs. Dada
Kevin and Dada are two neighbors that were spending the day with Noah. I was filming a nerf war the trio was engaged in when inspiration struck. Oh sure there are better, but I’d say this is pretty good given how quickly we threw it together.
Norman for President
Politics frustrate me yet this year’s election has really stoked my fire. I feel I know more about the issues and the candidates than previous years and while I always feel the world is at stake on election day, I feel this particular race signifies a special cross roads in our political history.
People that throw their support behind a candidate because of their sex or race get to me. I feel people treat our political process like some middle school classroom. That said, the democratic nomination made it clear to the public that anyone has a shot, regardless of gender or color. They are fascinated with the concept and would like to be a part of that historical moment. Many get so excited they forget about the other weighty responsibilities the title “head of state” might entail. The Republicans finally understand how to tap that child-like excitement and curiosity. You can fill the gaps in your demographics by including someone charismatic on your ticket that is a degree different than past candidates. Forget the race to the moon. Expect to see both parties race to fill federal offices with civil servants of every shape and color.
In that same vein, I would like to nominate Goodboy Norman Featherstone as the National Pug Party presidential candidate. I don’t know his platform, but I am fairly certain we’ve not had a pug president before. Who doesn’t love pugs? (Quiet, Ian.) Hmn, I might should have screened him first. Norman, you don’t have any politically dangerous skeletons in your closet?
Cajun Viddles and Trappist Cold Ones
A few weekends ago I proposed a makeshift trip to New Orleans. The initial group was Tammy, Ian. To our surprise, my brother expressed interest. He had never taken a trip to the Big Easy for pleasure, so he and his wife joined our group. We all learned something that weekend.
Coop’s Place was the highlight of the trip. Ian learned about this discrete little joint a while back and won’t leave Nawlins without getting his fix of the killer Cajun cuisine served there. If you peruse the site, I should point out they cook better than they photograph. This looks nothing like what they set before me. How good is it? I would drive 2 hours for a meal there without a second thought. The sausage: tender. The spices: perfect blend. The portions: generous. The ambience: authentic. Oh, and the gumbo! I am ashamed at what I have called gumbo until now. I plead ignorance. Coop’s introduced me to the good stuff. I recommend the sample platter …and a bottle or two of Chemay.
What is Chimay? Well, during out feast Ian’s eyes light up. He rubs them in disbelief and asks the waiter for two bottles of “Chimay”. From what I gather, Chimay is to beer as Mile’s Davis’s Kind of Blue is to Jazz music. People like different Jazz styles. However, all authorities in Jazz music agree agree. Kind of Blue is the best. All other Jazz is compared to it. People looking to start a collection should start there. Likewise, beer connaisseurs agree that Chimay is the best in show when it comes to beer. The Trappist monks win esteemed awards every year with their special brew. Ian was excited to have found the beer because it is not legal to sell in the good ol’ Heart of Dixie. The stuff comes in a wine-like bottle, is topped with a champagne cork and is served in deep short stemmed glasses. The verdict: Verify, yon Trappist monks make a good brew.
So, what did we all learn?
- Chris learned that he looks like a young republican–or so says the man with the blue mohawk.
- Brian learned that Coop’s is hands-down the best Cajun food. Indeed, we all learned a little something about quality Cajun viddles.
- Ian learned there is no end to how long the Sheppard brothers can drone on about a cool video game.
- Tammy learned that nothing barfs up worse than Cajun food–even good Cajun food.
- Sarah learned… well, Sarah is kinda quiet. I’m not really sure what she learned.
Ooh, speaking of Sarah: props to Sarah on her new jearb as web designer at the my ol’ alma marta.