A lamb too cute to kill. Guys, go to church! Americans, go to the moon! And: What’s the worst thing you could discover about your wife of 40 years? All that and more in today's Weekend Press.
Will, I agree. Baseball is THE American game. I went to an opening day for the fifth straight year (in SF rather than up the #4 to The Stadium). This was the nation's first organized team sport, other than college crew for wealthy sons. It was the sport of shopkeepers, clerks, butchers and merchants, and some working-class ringers such as stevedores and construction workers. It was played by the aspirational city dwellers, then it moved along the new railroads to the small towns and farms. The wealthy sailed yachts, rowed, raced carriages, bred racehorses, rode to hounds. Union soldiers played baseball in camp, between horrible battles. It was not invented in Cooperstown. Go. Admire the green grass (at most ballparks now, instead of artificial turf), hear the distinctive sounds. Every pitch is an event. The faces of the players are not hidden by masks. The noise from the crowd is distinctive.
Thank you for that lovely painting. Regarding the lovely Will Rahn story- we started taking the kids to sunday school each week and then we'd run to the waffle house for a quick breakfast before attending church as a family. We both became believers and much later, when the girls found out about this, they balked at our duplicity in using the church ladies as free babysitters. I just told them, "We all come to Jesus in our own way." Some by reason, some by faith, and some by a shared cheese and egg breakfast at the WH.
Just wanted to say I made the Free Press recipe included in an article a while back—hey, why not?—for chili garlic sauce beef. Excellent! The FP not only has a nose for news but also tasty stir fry.
The 4th paragraph says "a lamb let kids eat out of its hand".
Now think about that for a minute......either this couple has some mutated, gene-split, zombie animal with hands, or TFP, who claim to offer its paid subscribers the best journalism America has to offer, is badly in need of an editor.
I think TFP has proven that liberal's favorite word 'free' is...'we really do get what we pay for.'
I was afraid this would happen. Now that lambs have developed opposable thumbs, we’re doomed. Tangentially, a shout-out to Gary Larson for his in-depth study of the true intelligence of cows.
I would like to see this lamb letting kids eat out of his hand. LOL.
River Page needs to read this part: "as a real-life farmer, she couldn’t afford to feed an animal that wasn’t pulling its weight." Kristi Noem comes to mind. Understanding is better than ridicule!
Shoresy is the best show I binged in years!!! You pee in your pants. It’s this decade’s office - soooo good
Farmer’s rule #1. Never name livestock.
Will, I agree. Baseball is THE American game. I went to an opening day for the fifth straight year (in SF rather than up the #4 to The Stadium). This was the nation's first organized team sport, other than college crew for wealthy sons. It was the sport of shopkeepers, clerks, butchers and merchants, and some working-class ringers such as stevedores and construction workers. It was played by the aspirational city dwellers, then it moved along the new railroads to the small towns and farms. The wealthy sailed yachts, rowed, raced carriages, bred racehorses, rode to hounds. Union soldiers played baseball in camp, between horrible battles. It was not invented in Cooperstown. Go. Admire the green grass (at most ballparks now, instead of artificial turf), hear the distinctive sounds. Every pitch is an event. The faces of the players are not hidden by masks. The noise from the crowd is distinctive.
Thank you for that lovely painting. Regarding the lovely Will Rahn story- we started taking the kids to sunday school each week and then we'd run to the waffle house for a quick breakfast before attending church as a family. We both became believers and much later, when the girls found out about this, they balked at our duplicity in using the church ladies as free babysitters. I just told them, "We all come to Jesus in our own way." Some by reason, some by faith, and some by a shared cheese and egg breakfast at the WH.
Just wanted to say I made the Free Press recipe included in an article a while back—hey, why not?—for chili garlic sauce beef. Excellent! The FP not only has a nose for news but also tasty stir fry.
I made the raspberry chocolate chip cookies mentioned a few weeks back!
The 4th paragraph says "a lamb let kids eat out of its hand".
Now think about that for a minute......either this couple has some mutated, gene-split, zombie animal with hands, or TFP, who claim to offer its paid subscribers the best journalism America has to offer, is badly in need of an editor.
I think TFP has proven that liberal's favorite word 'free' is...'we really do get what we pay for.'
Glad I’m not the only one who noticed.
I was afraid this would happen. Now that lambs have developed opposable thumbs, we’re doomed. Tangentially, a shout-out to Gary Larson for his in-depth study of the true intelligence of cows.
It’s only a matter of time before sheep try to fly …
Yeah, and once they perfect their drone strategy . . .
There’s nothing more dangerous than a clever sheep.
There's a movie coming out with Hugh Jackman on this subject. (Clever sheep, not necessarily dangerous.)
Hey, is this article part of a promotional campaign?
Ewe are so right!
No TGIF this week? I was finally able to post a photo of me reading last week’s TGIF from someplace interesting.
No TGIF? Read Dave Barry instead:
https://davebarry.substack.com/p/the-moon-mission
I was missing TGIF too and then thought perhaps it has to do with Passover.
I would like to see this lamb letting kids eat out of his hand. LOL.
River Page needs to read this part: "as a real-life farmer, she couldn’t afford to feed an animal that wasn’t pulling its weight." Kristi Noem comes to mind. Understanding is better than ridicule!
Yeah....shelters for dogs do not exist.
Petting zoos, too.