(Piper Norm Weaver prepares to lead the head table to their places at the 47th Annual Naval Intelligence Dining In at Fort Meyer. Photo Socotra). I have 177 pictures from the NIP Luncheon yesterday and the 47th Dining In last night and not a lot of energy to edit and enhance them, but I am […]

I did not know if I was going to get through the day, but I am here, sort of, so I must have. The Tigers got in a hole early, and there was another squeaker on which they came out on the wrong side. One game away from elimination, and they have to take two […]

I was not going to go to Willow last night. I was going to spend a quiet evening and catch up on some reading and maybe an episode of “Breaking Bad,” which was highly recommended by people in a position to know such things. Frankly, though, the idea of starting five linear seasons of a […]

I saw Old Jim at Willow last night. In front of him at the apex of the Amen Corner was a brown Bud long-neck, a bucket with ice holding two more as reinforcement, and a triangle of a flat, foil-wrapped object. “Is it that pizza you were talking about last night?” He nodded. “Yep. It […]

  “Dillonvale is a village in Jefferson County, Ohio, United States. The population was 665 at the 2010 census. It is part of the Weirton–Steubenville , WV -OH Metropolitan Statistical Area .” – Wikipedia I have been up too long this morning. I have no idea why- I managed to stay up almost to 2200, […]

(The Old Buckland Mill in historic Buckland on the Broad River.) It has been raining for four days now. Maybe it is breaking, though the skies are still leaden. The air show was rained out, and the Taste of Culpeper was a trial to all concerned, though still fun. I was lucky that the weather […]

(Governor Martin O’Mally, (D-MD), in one of his hotter moments. Photo ShowBiz Ireland.) I have not met the Governor, not personally, anyway, but I did have an encounter with his shock troops yesterday, and that is one of the reasons I am headed south into Red Virginia this morning, early bright. Well hell, it is […]

(L-R, Barrister Jerry, CAPT Erika and the Master Chief drinking craft beer at the Willow on Friday night. Jon-without is leaning back. John-with has already gone to take a little lie-down. Photo Socotra). It had been raining for two solid days when I rolled into Willow yesterday. “What is the point?” I asked the Master […]

(Prepping for the game last night at Willow. Tex-the-bartender has come up with a solution to keep Old Jim and Vic contented at the Amen Corner of the bar: the Bucket o’ Bud has been supplemented with the Bucket o’ Sauvignon Blanc. It is important to be prepared. Photo Socotra.) OK, the Tigers leaned on […]

(It is bogus. The casket is not filled, or at least not necessarily, and did not arrive from anywhere except the Central Identification Lab. This has been going on for seven years across the last two idiots who have occupied the White House. Photo USAF). It had been a really odd day, catching bits and […]