The big game is upon us. Don’t exactly know how many trillions of dollars are bet on the Super Bowl, but I know I’ve got a dinner wagered on the Niners. Just a good game is all I ask, especially after all the hype the last two weeks. It’s amazing what the media can find to write about, and most of it so trivial.
Our Bay Area team will be going up against a team that is named after a bird in a poem by Baltimore native son and famous writer Edgar Allan Poe. Being a fan of the enigmatic author, my hope is that after the game the Ravens will be “pondering weak, and weary” (“The Raven” — 1845) about their loss Sunday.
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What is the tallest structure in Madera? Not the Valley Inn, nor the government center, but the towering crane putting steel beams and supports in place for the new courthouse on 6th Street. As I used to tell my dad when I saw a tall building, “Hey pop, look, it’s a sky scratcher,”
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The airport at New Orleans has been busy this week with extra flights of fans (not fancy) arriving hourly. According to our favorite call girl, Sally Sugarbush (of course she’s there for the business) her flight from Miami to the “Big Easy” was a “kick in the pants.” Seems Sally had to change her seat because a congresswoman (to go unnamed) did not want to get her hair messed up by sitting next to the window. Uh, this is on an airplane. And these folks debate things and represent (supposedly) the people...