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That's the way it is.

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"Look at those pictures, wow!" - Walter Cronkite on the Apollo 11 moon landing . NEW YORK – Walter Cronkite, the premier TV anchorman of the networks' golden age who reported a tumultuous time with reassuring authority and came to be called "the most trusted man in America," died Friday. He was 92. Cronkite's longtime chief of staff, Marlene Adler, said Cronkite died at 7:42 p.m. at his Manhattan home surrounded by family. She said the cause of death was cerebral vascular disease. Cronkite was the face of the "CBS Evening News" from 1962 to 1981, when stories ranged from the assassinations of President John F. Kennedy and the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. to racial and anti-war riots, Watergate and the Iranian hostage crisis. Every year, somebody publishes a list of overpaid personalities. Most of them are in television and more than a few read the news for a living. People who read weather forecasts and host popular television shows are on the lis...

Tiger Schmiger.

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Golf is one of those things. Sometimes, it's a little too sophisticated for its own good. The tournament the men are playing this week used to be called The British Open. Now, it's called The Open, as though that makes it sound sophisticated. Players gripe about clicking cameras (why a digital camera has to 'click' is beyond me) and spectators making noise. The men's game is only a little more haughty than the women's game. They make more money and - well - they're men, so it stands to reason that they'd have tighter sphincters than the girls. Today at The Open, Tiger Woods missed the cut. That means that his score after two rounds wasn't low enough to allow him to play on Saturday. MC they call it. When athletes in other sports miss the playoffs, they book rounds of golf for their off-time. What do golfers do? Book a batting cage? For Tiger, I'm assuming he goes home and pouts. He seems like the type. The type who just can't believe he los...

Croc toast.

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On Saturday I said that "I don't get flip-flops." That sentiment goes for Crocs as well. Generally, I don't know why anyone would want to wear a shoe with no back, held to your foot by only a thin strap. I never figured out the Crocs either. A hunk of rubber that you have to shuffle your feet to keep them attached. They were popular. Were. I think their popularity had something to do with nurses wearing them in hospitals. How that translated to people wearing them in public is beyond me. Now finally, it appears that the company is struggling . Last year the company lost $185.1 million, slashed roughly 2,000 jobs and scrambled to find money to pay down millions in debt. Now it's stuck with a surplus of shoes, and its auditors have wondered if it can stay afloat. It has until the end of September to pay off its debt. "The company's toast," said Damon Vickers, who manages an investment fund at Nine Points Capital Partners in Seattle. "They'r...

The American Justice system.

MAYS LANDING, N.J. - A New Jersey man has pleaded guilty to stealing 91 lobster tails from an Atlantic City casino's kitchen by cramming them into his jacket and backpack. He's been sentenced to four years in prison. Anthony Jones took the frozen lobsters from Bally's Atlantic City in February and tried to sneak them out in his jacket and backpack. A security guard monitoring a surveillance camera noticed his clothes were unusually bulky, and stopped him. He pleaded guilty to burglary on Friday in a deal with prosecutors, who dropped additional charges. Meanwhile... PHILADELPHIA, PA. — A juror in the corruption trial of former state Sen. Vincent Fumo says she is baffled by the 55-month sentence handed down this week.Counselor Myrna DeVoren of Haverford is among those who convicted the Philadelphia Democrat of all 137 counts. The jury believes he defrauded the state senate and two nonprofits of millions. DeVoren says she is "surprised and baffled" by the sentence...

Beer for dinner.

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I arrived home tonight to this little view. Two menus from Mi Famila Pizzeria on the stairway to my condo. Presumably, one for me (on the left) and one for my neighbor. Four steps from the bottom. C'mon, dude - show some initiative. At least the Chinese places have the gumption to walk up the stairs and hang the menu on my doorknob. Interestingly, the menu proclaims WE DELIVER . One assumes, from the way they deliver menus, that they take the food to a point about a quarter mile from your house and make you carry it the rest of the way. Meanwhile, tonight is the Home Run Derby. The Home Run Derby falls under the category of "Junk Sports." Summer fluff made-for-TV events with guys competing for the title of "Best Batting Practice Hitter." I can't get worked up over it. Are they home runs if there isn't a game and you don't run the bases? It's like T-ball for grown-ups. And I really can't handle listening to Chris Berman scream for 3 hours. O...

Back to the real world.

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Today at Saucon Valley was picture perfect. Warm air, a nice breeze and the golf course. I set out mid-morning to do what my friends refer to as "stalking the golfer chick" and arrived in plenty of time for her 11:50am tee time. After yesterday's disastrous 8-over par round, today was merely a formality. She started the day at 6-over, 8 shots off the lead. It would take some sort of miracle for her to have a chance to win. As it was, she shot 2-under to finish in a tie for sixth, which was nice considering how bad Saturday was. For my trouble, I received a pat on the back from her mom and a "you're a true fan" comment as I stood at the first fairway waiting for her opening tee shot. I said, "If I'm going to be here when she's 2-under, I have to be here when she's 6-over." True. She played much better today, for what it was worth. The nice part of it was that the gallery following her was much smaller than the contingent when she pla...