Gabe Kaplan, alive and punting.

I was watching the latest craze in American and also coming this way. Televised Texas hold'em poker, I only caught the last 45 seconds of the tournament and unfortunately I missed seeing one of my favourite TV teachers was playing and had reached the final two. Mr Kotter has thrown in his chalk and leather patched beige jacket and white mans afro, for a short crop, and weak excuse for a beard.
So, how did he do? Well, to get to the final two is a great achievement, unfortunately he couldn't get past the champion (don't ask, I didn't take much notice of him). For his trouble, Gabe picked up over $220,000 US. Not a bad 2nd prize. I think the winner picked up a cool $500,000.















Well done Gabe, The sweathogs would be proud.

A Little Bit of Live Aid.

My sister sent me an email tonight noting that she feels so old. She was watching the broadcast of the live aid concert from 1985 and reminiscing about those days. I flicked over and caught a little bit of the special, just in time to see Freddie Mercury out front of Queen singing Radio ga-ga. A small tear welled up in my eye as I realized that some of these artists are no longer with us. A lot more are washed up and a fair few are still "rocking". Elton looked ridiculous in whatever hair he had on. Tina Turner had her trademark fright wig on and Mick Jagger looked skinny and all lips as per normal (nothing changed there).
I saw a glimpse of Bob Geldof and he looked so young, what I still can't figure out is how can one man, by virtue of his one and only hit song "I don't like Mondays" make such a long lasting impact? I know he organized and continues to make an impact, but his off sider in the live aid thing, Midge Ure, has pretty much turned invisible. Where is his Knighthood? He's alive and well. Did you know he was originally part of Thin Lizzy?
Remember when Albums were those big black things with actual grooves and you needed a huge system to play the damn thing. You had to clean the needle as it gathered dust, ahhh those were the days.
Sorry, just stepped back in time for a while. Back now.
Have a good week.

Can I help you?

True Story....

I was driving home from a play in the park with the kids and driving up a residential street I saw a woman standing in the middle of the road, talking to the driver of a car going in the opposite direction. The car pulled away and the woman staggered back into the middle of the road, I tried my best to avoid her but she jumped almost in front of me. I slammed on the brakes as she was desperately waving me down. I thought, What's going on, does she need help, questions raced through my mind. I wound down my window and she came up. She opened her mouth and whatever she was eating hadn't gone down yet, so in her excitement, some of the food particles flew out and onto my car. What was so important that she was waving down cars in the middle of a busy road?

"Have you got a smoke mate?"

Moi? A smoke? Lady, I'm the last person in the world that would have one.
So that was the emergency, as I sped away so no more food would be spat at my car, I could see her waving down more cars.

Kill me before I get that desperate.