ronniep1

Good singer, very attractive, amazingly fit and toned for her age, and perhaps most surprising, NO tattoos!

Spoken from the opinion and perspective of a 65 year old geezer . . .

Given that the Mayo Bowl winning coach gets several gallons of mayo dumped on his head, I think I'd choose just about any other game.

Just my preference if I were a coach . . .

This crap, as you say, didn't start with Central, but with the Louisiana Legislature. 20-ish years ago, Central tried to form its own school system to escape the terrible EBR school system. When Central's proposal came to the legislature, lawmakers used the argument "they're not even a city" to deny the request, even though incorporation is not a constitutional requirement. Upon receiving this response, Central said, "Hold my beer, we'll be back shortly." So a new city, and eventually, a new school system were formed.

St George, to their credit, skipped the delay, and argument, of "they're not even a city," and went straight to incorporation. Now when St George proposes its own school system, the legislature will have no reason to say "no."

I don't blame parents, whether in Central or St George, for wanting the best for their children's education, and taking steps to make it happen.

We'll never know what may have been, but if the legislature had not taken the chicken $hit approach in refusing Central's school system, choosing instead to protect EBR's sacred, sacrosanct, and failing system, this entire budget fiasco might have been avoided.

Please direct your anger or dissatisfaction in the right direction . . .

In April or early May, I had a surgery known as TURP (Transurethral Resection of the Prostate). As I understood the procedure, excess tissue had grown into the channel or area in which urine passes, thus hindering my ability to pee. It sometimes took 3 - 5 minutes, and even then, my bladder did not feel completely empty.

My surgeon went in with a laser and zapped that excess tissue, and life's been good since then. The only real inconvenience was leaving the surgery center with a catheter, and having to use it for 3 or so days afterward.

Thank goodness for modern medicine, as something as routine and normal as trying to pee had become a miserable and frustrating experience.

Husband's name is Xavier Walton. Or to his friends, Big Gay Xavier (obvious South Park reference). No matter how many children he fathers, mountains he climbs, lions he tames, etc, I think people will always question his sexuality. At a minimum, he's the bitch in that relationship.

While I'm not complaining, too many of these women are sporting bolt-ons. They are not factory originals.

I don't hate Baker, but I do think it is fair to say that he has a glaring deficiency in slowing down and containing mobile quarterbacks. As mobile QB's are increasing in number, Baker should spend the summer shadowing a DC who can slow/contain a mobile QB, and to the extent this is allowed or possible, copy the plays that man uses against the Diego Pava's of the world.

I know someone whose first grandchild will be born any day now. He's going to be "Pop," and she's going to be "Lolly."

Together, they will be Lolly-Pop.

Gag me . . . .

Ah, the good old days, when kids could accompany their parents into bars, and so long as the kids themselves weren't trying to drink, no one said anything about it!

Christmas Wish Book arrival day was almost a holiday unto itself. My two brothers and I would pore over nearly every toy and sporting goods page, and we'd each make a list for our mom & dad. We'd give them detailed descriptions such as "page 375, item C: Mattel Hot Wheels, Mongoose & Snake race set."

For any fellow older geezers who might remember, Don "The Snake" Prudhomme and Tom "The Mongoose" McEwen were fierce funny car drag race competitors in the mid-60's through early 70's. Me and my middle brother spent HOURS racing each other with those cars and tracks.