I'll be spending my Saturday doing a lot of normal suburban cusp of Summer sorta stuff, and something that's of the moment yet completely out of the ordinary.
My wife is visiting with her recently widowed mother, and my kids don't live here any longer, so I'm on my own. Me and the dog, that is. We'll get up and go to the Farmer's Market, where I'll grab some good cheese, gourmet dog treats, and whatever I feel like making for dinner. Got some yardwork to do. Need to clean out the garage, too.
In the late afternoon, I'll pay my respects at one of my soccer kids' graduation party. Known her since she was 12 and I coached her in club soccer. Passage of time and all that.
I don't go to show that I'm some sort of unusually patriotic or political fella. I just go because in the final reckoning, I want people to know which side I'm on, and that I'm willing to do more than blog about it. Even if it's just a little more.
Bringing the spirit of this guy with me, too. This is poetry. Not loud, not braggadocios, just real in a way a big segment of American men used to be. My Dad wasn't a Southern man by any stretch, but I believe he'd see his sense of decency and right and wrong echoed here.
It ain't great right now, our Republic. It may never be the same. But as long as enough of us stand up and say no, it's got a chance to be.🧵 1/4 This video was too long & needed to be broken into 4 sections Despite that, this Southern man’s message to his fellow southern men & “not the politicians & bootlickers pretending to know bourbon from Boone’s Farm, the good ol’ boys that can bait a hook & throw a punch” is worth the listen!
— Guardrails of Democracy (@demguardrails.bsky.social) June 13, 2025 at 7:01 PM
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the team that thumped us in the regional tournament went on to win the state title today. finished 22-0-1. great team. five freshmen and one sophomore in the starting lineup. neat.
ReplyDeleteSomebody might have to do some coaching to get past them next season.
ReplyDeleteYeah, some real coaching, not this namby-pamby shit
ReplyDeleteIn Orlando for three days of volleyball nationals. Tournament started tomorrow but the wife and I couldn’t make it until today. Plus, I feel like 3 days of volleyball is enough for me. It’s an absolutely massive event - over 150 courts inside the Orange County Convention Center and over 250 teams. And there’s another two weeks of it for the older age groups. Teams for as far as Hawaii. Have to say, don’t think we’d have signed up for this if it was more than a state or two away. My kid is good but she ain’t that good.
ReplyDeletesaw a couple of my kids at the graduation party. learned that my stud freshman goalkeeper isn't planning to play high school ball the next two years to focus on her college recruitment. this throws a wrench into the works. gonna need to work on my sales job.
ReplyDeleteway to get out there rob! i hope you get roughed up some!
ReplyDeletethe vibe at the protest was actually quite upbeat. folks were singing, laughing, chanting. there were a lot of them there, too. local paper estimated 1,700 people at the event. bunch of old hippies played vietnam-era protest songs - dylan, baez, etc. glad i went.
ReplyDeleteoakmont is a motherfucker
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