This is like football, baseball, anything else

This is the all-time rant. No question about it. The guys get shirts, that's just the fuckin' way it is. I thought of this spectacular piece of Internet madness because the perpetrator is playing a local casino [funny how things come full circle, ain't it?] And so they've been advertising the gig by showing a clip of him singing a song ... and I couldn't place the song, but I knew it wasn't part of the Great American Songbook ... and then it hit me -- Spanka was taking a page of the Pat Boone playbook and redoing rock tunes! He was singing Van Halen's "Jump."

Let me also say here that Planka is a Canadian. I think it is well-documented what I think of the damned carpetbaggers who come here to steal our bounty and breed with our beautiful women: it's a scandal.

What else? Jeff Kent has been bagging on Vin Scully. It's official: my love affair with Jeff Kent is officially over. He lacks the refined judgment and class of a tatted-up Norco speed freak.

Medical update. The rheumatologist has a diagnosis of no diagnosis for me. Other than having rheumatoid factors through the ceiling [and by "ceiling", I mean the ceiling of the Chrysler building - the last test came back over 4,000 - and normal is less than 20], I am completely healthy [save for the spot on my lung.] So that's what it is. And so I'll go for a run tonight and try to ignore it.

Go Angels!