Election Night 2014

A small glimmer of hope?  Maybe this will be hope and change back.  Some things learned this election night were Mitch McConnell had polio, Joni Ernst wore bread bags on her shoes on her way to school on rainy mornings, and one candidate drove his truck over 85,000 miles while campaigning in Louisiana.  Oh, and this is not about Obama, but it is, but it's not, but it is.  But it is a wave election, but it's not, but it is now.  It is an anti-incumbent night, not anti-democrat, except that the only incumbents losing are democrats.  Two glasses of tea, pork with BBQ sauce, a couple of cookies, and we have reached the end of the night.  Will have to check on Alaska tomorrow.

Bombs Away

This Saturday started with a heavy barrage of fire power sinking ship after ship.  After two close game that ended within one and two hits, the third round proved to be no contest for the younger of the contestants as 17 out of 34 shots were hits and led to the quick sinking of his opponents fleet.  Sadly, there were more military strikes in the living room today than in Obama's faux air campaign in Syria.  But then again, we were trying to win our wars.

Touchdown Kentucky!!!!

Was the ending ever in doubt?  Being down 14 points twice in the game, including in the fourth quarter, proved to be a mere bump in the road to VICTORY.  Big Blue had the old ball coach's number on this night.  C-A-T-S Cats Cats cats!

Two Funny Commercials

Fun With My Minecraft Buddy

After months of scheduling conflicts Minecraft was once again on the agenda.  Fighting to the death many times and knocking each other off the platform was the order of the day.  Shot by arrow after arrow, my Minecraft buddy slayed me time and again, but I introduced him to ground level when it came time to punch on the platform.  This after killing ourselves time and again opening lucky blocks.  So lucky that we get locked in lava, thrown to the center of the world, and beat to death by zombies.  But a fun time was had by all!

Buy Me Some Peanuts and Salad?

While the game of baseball and the experience of going to a game has certainly changed over the last few decades, consuming a salad at the ballpark seems a little out of place.  Why not a hot dog, a pretzel, some nachos, or maybe Cracker Jacks?  Not to be judgmental, but eating a salad at a baseball game could possibly be the greatest affront to the game of baseball since the designated hitter...and Bud Selig.

Girl! That Hair!

Not that we here at Number One on the Fold are keepers of the fashion flame, but lately, Megan Kelly's hair has simply been atrocious.  It looks like she just got out of the shower and combed it straight back - in the 1980's.