According to several sources, Cynthia McKinney, the former U. S. Representative from the Atlanta metropolitan area has locked up the Green Party presidential nomination. I'm sure she's going to gain the support of Capitol Hill Police are going to support her bid for the nation's highest office.
McKinney joins Ralph Nader (Independent), Bob Barr (Libertarian), and John McCain (Republican) on the short list of presumptive and/or definite candidates for the presidency. More news about this as it comes along.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
More Airport Blues
And no, we weren't stopped by the TSA this time around. The end result, however, would have been just the same if we were detained. Let's hearken back to last Tuesday. I'm finishing last minute packing and shipping and trying to get to Newark Liberty International Airport for my 10:55 A.M. flight to Memphis. A few snags along the way made what was supposed to be an eight-hour journey turn into a thirteen hour trek.
After finally cleaning out my basement abode and shipping boxes off, I raced to the Princeton Dinky Station with bags of luggage to catch the next train out of town. That next train would not arrive until 9:30, leaving me little less than an hour to get to the airport. While sensing possible disaster, I keep my cool and board the train when it arrives and head to Princeton Junction. Going without sleep for 48 hours proved troublesome as I fell asleep on the dinky. The conductor woke me up some five minutes after arriving at Princeton Junction when she noticed that I hadn't disembarked. While running to cross the tracks, the handle on my largest piece of luggage snapped, rendering pulling it even more troublesome than it already had been. I trudged along, and boarded the 10:08 express to EWR with my wounded luggage.
The forty-minute trip seemed to be only twenty minutes because I slept through it. I arrived at the airport at 10:45, leaving me ten minutes to reach the terminal via the airport's air train. Suffice it to say, I didn't make it in time. I reached the Continental check-in desk at 11:00, five minutes after zero-hour. After waiting in line for about fifteen minutes behind a guy whose bitching and moaning would make a beer-league softball player blush, I finally got to talk to a representative.
"Can I help you, sir?"
"Yes, sir. I think I missed my flight."
"What was the departure time?"
"10:55."
"Yeah, you missed it. They took off ten minutes ago."
"Damn! Are there any other flights out of here going to Memphis?"
"Yes. One more at 3:30. What's your ultimate destination?"
"Lafayette, Louisiana."
"Hate to tell you this, but you're screwed, sir."
"How do you mean?"
"Well, you'll be on standby for both flights, but both are overbooked. You'll probably be able to make it to Memphis, but you might be stuck in Memphis. When you get there, you'll need to check with Northwest Airlines since you initially booked with them."
At this point, I could have cared less about how and when I got home, so I took the tickets. "How much are they?" I asked. "$525," the guy behind the counter answered. "But, because you were patient and a nice guy, I'm only going to charge you $25 for the baggage. Would you like to pay with cash or credit?" I let out a gale-force wind with my sigh of relief. I handed over my bags and debit card, and headed towards to the gate.
After another nap, a leg cramp, and reading the latest issue of Rolling Stone, I approach the gate at boarding time. A minor delay occurred when the boarding agents could not find my ticket information in their computers, but they fixed the problem and allowed me on the flight. The flight took off at 3:40 P.M., taking me on the first leg of my journey home.
After arriving in sunny, humid Memphis, I head over to the Northwest Airlines booth. I explain to that person what happened only to have him send me back to Continental Airlines. After relaying my story to the Continental guy, he sent me to baggage claim and then back to Northwest Airlines. I collected my crippled bags and head over to the Northwest check-in counter. The attendants there heard my sob story before checking their computers.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we have no record of your flights."
"I rebooked with Continental, and they told me you'd have to plug me into your system separately."
"No, they screwed up. They should have put you into our computers as well. Do you have your old boarding pass?"
"Here it is."
The Northwest people did the voodoo that they do so well and booked me on standby on the flight to Lafayette. After paying again to check my bags (this time $75), I handed the luggage to the ladies behind the counter and headed back to the gate. After an hour's wait, I was on my way home.
The plane landed at Lafayette Regional Airport at 9:42 P.M. It felt good to be back in the warmth and humidity of my hometown. The rest and relaxation that came along with returning is beyond description. After the stress of moving out, it's much needed.
So what have we learned through all of this? It pays to be nice. Plan your packing and moving several WEEKS in advance (not hours, make sure you catch the right train so you can be on time to catch your flight, and always carry enough money on you or in your bank account to pay for a one-way plane ticket just in case you forget the first two lessons.
After finally cleaning out my basement abode and shipping boxes off, I raced to the Princeton Dinky Station with bags of luggage to catch the next train out of town. That next train would not arrive until 9:30, leaving me little less than an hour to get to the airport. While sensing possible disaster, I keep my cool and board the train when it arrives and head to Princeton Junction. Going without sleep for 48 hours proved troublesome as I fell asleep on the dinky. The conductor woke me up some five minutes after arriving at Princeton Junction when she noticed that I hadn't disembarked. While running to cross the tracks, the handle on my largest piece of luggage snapped, rendering pulling it even more troublesome than it already had been. I trudged along, and boarded the 10:08 express to EWR with my wounded luggage.
The forty-minute trip seemed to be only twenty minutes because I slept through it. I arrived at the airport at 10:45, leaving me ten minutes to reach the terminal via the airport's air train. Suffice it to say, I didn't make it in time. I reached the Continental check-in desk at 11:00, five minutes after zero-hour. After waiting in line for about fifteen minutes behind a guy whose bitching and moaning would make a beer-league softball player blush, I finally got to talk to a representative.
"Can I help you, sir?"
"Yes, sir. I think I missed my flight."
"What was the departure time?"
"10:55."
"Yeah, you missed it. They took off ten minutes ago."
"Damn! Are there any other flights out of here going to Memphis?"
"Yes. One more at 3:30. What's your ultimate destination?"
"Lafayette, Louisiana."
"Hate to tell you this, but you're screwed, sir."
"How do you mean?"
"Well, you'll be on standby for both flights, but both are overbooked. You'll probably be able to make it to Memphis, but you might be stuck in Memphis. When you get there, you'll need to check with Northwest Airlines since you initially booked with them."
At this point, I could have cared less about how and when I got home, so I took the tickets. "How much are they?" I asked. "$525," the guy behind the counter answered. "But, because you were patient and a nice guy, I'm only going to charge you $25 for the baggage. Would you like to pay with cash or credit?" I let out a gale-force wind with my sigh of relief. I handed over my bags and debit card, and headed towards to the gate.
After another nap, a leg cramp, and reading the latest issue of Rolling Stone, I approach the gate at boarding time. A minor delay occurred when the boarding agents could not find my ticket information in their computers, but they fixed the problem and allowed me on the flight. The flight took off at 3:40 P.M., taking me on the first leg of my journey home.
After arriving in sunny, humid Memphis, I head over to the Northwest Airlines booth. I explain to that person what happened only to have him send me back to Continental Airlines. After relaying my story to the Continental guy, he sent me to baggage claim and then back to Northwest Airlines. I collected my crippled bags and head over to the Northwest check-in counter. The attendants there heard my sob story before checking their computers.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we have no record of your flights."
"I rebooked with Continental, and they told me you'd have to plug me into your system separately."
"No, they screwed up. They should have put you into our computers as well. Do you have your old boarding pass?"
"Here it is."
The Northwest people did the voodoo that they do so well and booked me on standby on the flight to Lafayette. After paying again to check my bags (this time $75), I handed the luggage to the ladies behind the counter and headed back to the gate. After an hour's wait, I was on my way home.
The plane landed at Lafayette Regional Airport at 9:42 P.M. It felt good to be back in the warmth and humidity of my hometown. The rest and relaxation that came along with returning is beyond description. After the stress of moving out, it's much needed.
So what have we learned through all of this? It pays to be nice. Plan your packing and moving several WEEKS in advance (not hours, make sure you catch the right train so you can be on time to catch your flight, and always carry enough money on you or in your bank account to pay for a one-way plane ticket just in case you forget the first two lessons.
Summertime on the Home Front
Live from America's armpit, it's the return of the blog! That's right, peeps. Louisiana has called me home, and it feels wonderful to be back in the stifling heat and humidity of Lafayette. Being home should afford me more time to post to this here forum and keep you abreast of the random thoughts and musings of yours truly and friends.
Much has happened since returning to Lafayette last Tuesday night. We've resumed beer-leaguing and returned to public access television, but in the process we missed a flight out of Newark. Blogs about these experiences coming later this week on HOLY CRAP!
In the meantime, enjoy this clip of Jim Vance and George Michael of WRC-TV in Washington, D.C., describing a clip about a runway model.
Much has happened since returning to Lafayette last Tuesday night. We've resumed beer-leaguing and returned to public access television, but in the process we missed a flight out of Newark. Blogs about these experiences coming later this week on HOLY CRAP!
In the meantime, enjoy this clip of Jim Vance and George Michael of WRC-TV in Washington, D.C., describing a clip about a runway model.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
GIVING HIM THE BUSINESS
School's been a killer lately, hence the lack of posts lately. A call from last Saturday's (November 24) ACC football contest between North Carolina State and Maryland warrants a new post. After a personal foul penalty was called against a linebacker that started punching out a wide receiver after a low block, referee Ron Cherry gave a great explanation for why the penalty was called.
Apparently, there is a precedent for calling a personal foul for "giving [someone] the business." In 1986, former NFL referee Ben Dreith made the call during a Bills-Jets game.
And now, as an added bonus, a remix of the two calls.
One person commented that the "giving him the business" call was the reason he got into officiating. Although it's not the reason I got into the profession (I'm in my second full year now and never heard the Dreith call until yesterday), I'm hoping I'll get to use it at some point before retiring.
Apparently, there is a precedent for calling a personal foul for "giving [someone] the business." In 1986, former NFL referee Ben Dreith made the call during a Bills-Jets game.
And now, as an added bonus, a remix of the two calls.
One person commented that the "giving him the business" call was the reason he got into officiating. Although it's not the reason I got into the profession (I'm in my second full year now and never heard the Dreith call until yesterday), I'm hoping I'll get to use it at some point before retiring.
Friday, November 2, 2007
RANDOM CRAP SINCE THE LAST POST
Wow! It REALLY has been a long time since we've visited this page, hasn't it? Much has happened since September 25. The Saints are almost back at .500 (3-4 as of this post), the Bears are proving to be who we thought they were, O. J.'s back in trouble, Halloween has come and gone, and Fall Break has come to an end.
Speaking of Halloween, here is a picture of me in my Halloween get-up. I was inspired to dress as Robert Goulet as a tribute to the wonderful baritone that sadly and tragically passed away the day before. Turns out, I wasn't too sucessful in imitating the late-star of Camelot and the Naked Gun series. I was told I looked like Freddie Mercury, Burt Reynolds, and Super Mario. I'll let you be the judge.
Tell me. Who do you think I resemble with that horrible moustache? Robert Goulet (bottom left), Freddie Mercury (bottom center), or Burt Reynolds (bottom right), or none of the above.
More to come upon my return from Philadelphia tomorrow. For now, I shall leave you with this.
Speaking of Halloween, here is a picture of me in my Halloween get-up. I was inspired to dress as Robert Goulet as a tribute to the wonderful baritone that sadly and tragically passed away the day before. Turns out, I wasn't too sucessful in imitating the late-star of Camelot and the Naked Gun series. I was told I looked like Freddie Mercury, Burt Reynolds, and Super Mario. I'll let you be the judge.
Tell me. Who do you think I resemble with that horrible moustache? Robert Goulet (bottom left), Freddie Mercury (bottom center), or Burt Reynolds (bottom right), or none of the above.
More to come upon my return from Philadelphia tomorrow. For now, I shall leave you with this.
Monday, September 24, 2007
THE WOEFUL SAINTS CONTINUE THEIR SLIDE
It's been a month since I've last posted anything, so I might as well take the opportunity to post about the New Orleans Saints . . . or should I start calling them the Aints? Tonight's game against Tennessee only proved how ill-prepared this team is as a whole. Reggie Bush was inconsistent at best, Drew Brees doubled his interception total for the year (three tonight for six altoghether), and Jason David's interception midway through the game was the defense's only bright spot during a game in which Vince Young's offense trampled all over the black and gold.
Instead of me wasting my words, I'll allow former Saints head coach Jim Mora describe the first three weeks of the season with a classic speech.
Instead of me wasting my words, I'll allow former Saints head coach Jim Mora describe the first three weeks of the season with a classic speech.
Saturday, September 1, 2007
15 MINUTES TO WAPNER
What you are witnessing is real.
The participants are not actors.
They are actual litigants with a case pending in a California Municipal Court.
Both parties have agreed to dismiss their court cases
And have their disputes settled here
In our forum . . .
THE PEOPLE'S COURT!!!
Here is an episode of the old school PEOPLE'S COURT, featuring Judge Joseph A. Wapner, Rusty "The Bailiff" Burrell, and America's favorite court reporter--Doug Llewelyn.
The participants are not actors.
They are actual litigants with a case pending in a California Municipal Court.
Both parties have agreed to dismiss their court cases
And have their disputes settled here
In our forum . . .
THE PEOPLE'S COURT!!!
Here is an episode of the old school PEOPLE'S COURT, featuring Judge Joseph A. Wapner, Rusty "The Bailiff" Burrell, and America's favorite court reporter--Doug Llewelyn.
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Friday, August 31, 2007
Katrina Commentary
I know I'm two days late with this, but here it is my commentary regarding the second anniversary of Hurricane Katrina. As heard on the August 31, 2007, edition of WPRB NEWS PRESENTS THE WEEK IN REVIEW.
Many of you already know that this past Wednesday was the second anniversary of Hurricane Katrina. If you got a chance to watch the television news or picked up a newspaper, it’s almost guaranteed that you saw the images of the destruction the storm caused. As I sat in front of a television set that morning, I saw President Bush hold a news conference at a school in the Lower Ninth Ward. At some point during his speech, he said something to effect of, “I understand what you are going through. The people in Washington not from Louisiana understand what you are going through.” I nearly lost it at that point, but I bit my tongue and put my thoughts in this commentary.
President Bush and the bureaucrats in the District of Columbia have no idea how bad the situations the people of New Orleans have had to endure. If he did, he never would have told “Brownie” (for the uninitiated, former FEMA director Michael Brown) that he was “doing a heck of a job.” If Bush really knew what New Orleans was suffering through in those first few days, he would have sent aid to those stuck in shelters of last resort and more troops than he did to New Orleans to restore law and order. If the other people running the nation in Washington knew what the people of New Orleans needed, they would have put pork-barrel projects aside to make sure that the levees that protected the nation’s second-largest port—the fourth-largest in the world—were strong enough to hold the storm surge that eventually caused the flooding of eighty percent of the city. Unfortunately, the politicians that have represented the State of Louisiana in Washington for the past fifty or so years failed their constituencies and allowed their personal gains to trump the needs of the state.
Despite all that needs to be fixed in New Orleans, there are other place often ignored the mainstream media that also need repair. Before I saw coverage from Bay St. Louis and Pass Christian, Mississippi, I thought the big boys of news forgot that Mississippi took the brunt of Katrina’s wrath. (Remember that it wasn’t the wind and rain that messed up New Orleans. It was the break in the levees.) These two towns, as well as others along the Mississippi Gulf Coast were obliterated and are in the process of rebuilding. Because these towns don’t have tales of high murder rates and looting, their stories get pushed by the wayside in favor of the juicy details of the goings-on in New Orleans. These towns need help as well. These towns need their former residents to come back and to rebuild if they haven’t done so already, but FEMA or some other federal government agency should help out as well. If the government can afford to give subsidies to farmers, it can certain help pay for rebuilding efforts of those living in Mississippi and Louisiana two years ago and want to return home.
A week or so after Katrina hit, President Bush stood in a darkened Jackson square and said of New Orleans, “This great city shall rise again.” He also said this past Wednesday during his speech that better days are ahead of New Orleans. If this is the case, the federal government and those that represent us in that government need to wake up and recognize the problems that plagued New Orleans before Katrina and fix them immediate—the levees, in particular. If the government fails to do this, then this great city, the State of Louisiana, and possibly this nation may suffer a fate no American could possibly imagine.
Many of you already know that this past Wednesday was the second anniversary of Hurricane Katrina. If you got a chance to watch the television news or picked up a newspaper, it’s almost guaranteed that you saw the images of the destruction the storm caused. As I sat in front of a television set that morning, I saw President Bush hold a news conference at a school in the Lower Ninth Ward. At some point during his speech, he said something to effect of, “I understand what you are going through. The people in Washington not from Louisiana understand what you are going through.” I nearly lost it at that point, but I bit my tongue and put my thoughts in this commentary.
President Bush and the bureaucrats in the District of Columbia have no idea how bad the situations the people of New Orleans have had to endure. If he did, he never would have told “Brownie” (for the uninitiated, former FEMA director Michael Brown) that he was “doing a heck of a job.” If Bush really knew what New Orleans was suffering through in those first few days, he would have sent aid to those stuck in shelters of last resort and more troops than he did to New Orleans to restore law and order. If the other people running the nation in Washington knew what the people of New Orleans needed, they would have put pork-barrel projects aside to make sure that the levees that protected the nation’s second-largest port—the fourth-largest in the world—were strong enough to hold the storm surge that eventually caused the flooding of eighty percent of the city. Unfortunately, the politicians that have represented the State of Louisiana in Washington for the past fifty or so years failed their constituencies and allowed their personal gains to trump the needs of the state.
Despite all that needs to be fixed in New Orleans, there are other place often ignored the mainstream media that also need repair. Before I saw coverage from Bay St. Louis and Pass Christian, Mississippi, I thought the big boys of news forgot that Mississippi took the brunt of Katrina’s wrath. (Remember that it wasn’t the wind and rain that messed up New Orleans. It was the break in the levees.) These two towns, as well as others along the Mississippi Gulf Coast were obliterated and are in the process of rebuilding. Because these towns don’t have tales of high murder rates and looting, their stories get pushed by the wayside in favor of the juicy details of the goings-on in New Orleans. These towns need help as well. These towns need their former residents to come back and to rebuild if they haven’t done so already, but FEMA or some other federal government agency should help out as well. If the government can afford to give subsidies to farmers, it can certain help pay for rebuilding efforts of those living in Mississippi and Louisiana two years ago and want to return home.
A week or so after Katrina hit, President Bush stood in a darkened Jackson square and said of New Orleans, “This great city shall rise again.” He also said this past Wednesday during his speech that better days are ahead of New Orleans. If this is the case, the federal government and those that represent us in that government need to wake up and recognize the problems that plagued New Orleans before Katrina and fix them immediate—the levees, in particular. If the government fails to do this, then this great city, the State of Louisiana, and possibly this nation may suffer a fate no American could possibly imagine.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
BUSH USES FOUR-SYLLABLE WORD IN NEW ORLEANS
I haven't been awake for five minutes, and I've already heard Dubya use a four-syllable word. I'm not sure if he used it in the right context (I missed how he used it), but he rattled off "disaggregate," which he described as "a fancy word."
Additionally, Bush says he and the other people in government not from Louisiana understand what the Gulf Coast (New Orleans in particular) is going through. What a load of crap! Hell, the politicos representing Louisiana in Washington don't know what's going on down here half of the time. If they did, the money that was allocated to strengthen the levees would have been used for that purpose instead of being used to fund PORK PROJECTS. Brownie sure as hell didn't do a heck of a job, and our governments--local, state, and federal--aren't doing much better.
More on this later today as we observe the second anniversary of Hurricane Katrina.
Additionally, Bush says he and the other people in government not from Louisiana understand what the Gulf Coast (New Orleans in particular) is going through. What a load of crap! Hell, the politicos representing Louisiana in Washington don't know what's going on down here half of the time. If they did, the money that was allocated to strengthen the levees would have been used for that purpose instead of being used to fund PORK PROJECTS. Brownie sure as hell didn't do a heck of a job, and our governments--local, state, and federal--aren't doing much better.
More on this later today as we observe the second anniversary of Hurricane Katrina.
Monday, August 27, 2007
Why Can't One-Fifth of Americans Find the U.S. on a Map?
According to Miss Teen South Carolina, this is the reason why.
Congratulations, Miss Teen South Carolina! You've just earned yourself an IDIOT OF THE MONTH nomination.
Congratulations, Miss Teen South Carolina! You've just earned yourself an IDIOT OF THE MONTH nomination.
Alberto Gonzales Resigns; Michael Vick Pleads Guilty
Only Ten Hours in, and It's Already a Big News Day! Michael Vick entered his guilty plea in federal court about an hour ago. For those of you that missed it, Vick agreed to plead guilty to interstate trafficking of a dogfighting operation but will maintain his innocence in actually betting on fights or killing the dogs despite being present for fights and killings.
In other news, Attorney General Alberto Gonzales has announced his resignation. Some reports are confirming that President Bush has accepted the resignation. A press conference will be held later this afternoon confirming Gonzales's quitting.
These stories and more will be featured this Friday on WPRB's TIMEOUT (5:00 P.M EDT) and THE WEEK IN REVIEW (5:30 P.M. EDT) on 103.3 WPRB-FM and at wprb.com.
UPDATE NUMBER 1: Vick to speak to reporters at 11:30 EDT (10:30 CDT, 5:30 Hawaiian). Falcons owner Arthur Blank will hold a press conference at 12:30 EDT (11:30 CDT, 6:30 HST).
In other news, Attorney General Alberto Gonzales has announced his resignation. Some reports are confirming that President Bush has accepted the resignation. A press conference will be held later this afternoon confirming Gonzales's quitting.
These stories and more will be featured this Friday on WPRB's TIMEOUT (5:00 P.M EDT) and THE WEEK IN REVIEW (5:30 P.M. EDT) on 103.3 WPRB-FM and at wprb.com.
UPDATE NUMBER 1: Vick to speak to reporters at 11:30 EDT (10:30 CDT, 5:30 Hawaiian). Falcons owner Arthur Blank will hold a press conference at 12:30 EDT (11:30 CDT, 6:30 HST).
Thursday, August 23, 2007
GREAT ALEX TREBEK CLIP
Those of you out there in the blogosphere know I love game shows. As much as I love JEOPARDY! and respect Alex Trebek, I find it hard NOT to post this clip. Having gone through this myself, I can attest that it was probably a long day in the office/studio for the "man with the action."
Enjoy!
Enjoy!
FORMER PRINCETON BASKETBALL COACH DEAD AT 84
Former Princeton men's basketball coach Willem "Butch" van Breda Kolff died in a Spokane, Washington nursing home yesterday at the age of 84. van Breda Kolff coached future Senator Bill Bradley during his tenure at Princeton, which included winning four Ivy League championships. His son Jan became a successful player and coach in his own right.
For more, see ESPN's article, or check out Princeton Basketball News , run by our friend, the one and only Jon Solomon.
For more, see ESPN's article, or check out Princeton Basketball News , run by our friend, the one and only Jon Solomon.
Friday, August 17, 2007
Are You 4Real?!
The title of this post says it all. If you haven't heard this story already, check it out. Thanks to Nick "Chuck Norris" Mayon for the hat tip. To see the original article, click here .
If you want to see a the television presentation of this story, click here .
Here is the condensed version of the story presented today on WPRB NEWS PRESENTS THE WEEK IN REVIEW earlier today.
Just when you thought you’ve heard every bad baby name you could possibly hear, some people in New Zealand came up with another one. The name was so out there, even the New Zealand government banned the parents, Pat and Sheena Wheaton, from registering it on their child’s birth certificate. The baby’s name is 4REAL. Let me spell that out for you. Numeral four-R-E-A-L. 4REAL. Right now, you’re probably asking yourself how in the world did these parents come up with this name. The answer is simple—so simple we couldn’t make this stuff up. The Wheatons decided upon the name when they saw the ultrasound and the father exclaimed “FOR REAL!” The proud parents decided that the aforementioned spelling was the best way to word the child’s odd name. The New Zealand Office of the Registrar of Births, Deaths, and Marriages rejected the name on the basis that no name could have numeral in it. The Wheatons are appealing the decision, but for the time being, their two-month old baby (yes, he’s 4Real) a temporary name. It’s not Bird, it’s not Plane, IT’S SUPERMAN!
If you want to see a the television presentation of this story, click here .
Here is the condensed version of the story presented today on WPRB NEWS PRESENTS THE WEEK IN REVIEW earlier today.
Just when you thought you’ve heard every bad baby name you could possibly hear, some people in New Zealand came up with another one. The name was so out there, even the New Zealand government banned the parents, Pat and Sheena Wheaton, from registering it on their child’s birth certificate. The baby’s name is 4REAL. Let me spell that out for you. Numeral four-R-E-A-L. 4REAL. Right now, you’re probably asking yourself how in the world did these parents come up with this name. The answer is simple—so simple we couldn’t make this stuff up. The Wheatons decided upon the name when they saw the ultrasound and the father exclaimed “FOR REAL!” The proud parents decided that the aforementioned spelling was the best way to word the child’s odd name. The New Zealand Office of the Registrar of Births, Deaths, and Marriages rejected the name on the basis that no name could have numeral in it. The Wheatons are appealing the decision, but for the time being, their two-month old baby (yes, he’s 4Real) a temporary name. It’s not Bird, it’s not Plane, IT’S SUPERMAN!
WHEEL OF FORTUNE & JEOPARDY MARATHONS THIS WEEKEND ON GSN
For those of you that missed it, GSN will run marathons of WHEEL OF FORTUNE and JEOPARDY! this weekend in honor of the late Merv Griffin. WHEEL will run tomorrow from 9:00 A.M. CDT until 3:00 P.M. CDT. Episodes shown will include an early Chuck Woolery daytime program and Vanna White's first episode from December 13, 1982. The JEOPARDY! marathon will consist of episodes from 2002's Million Dollar Masters tournament.
This game show fan's dream has come true, but he'll be on a softball field during the marathons.
This game show fan's dream has come true, but he'll be on a softball field during the marathons.
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