HAD ONE OF THOSE DAYS

Yesterday. No golf. But a nice day in the Southwest.

After a morning of honey do's, I spent some quality time with Ol Sol in the hot tub. The wind would cool me off when I emerged even my chest, but the sun always feels good. Well, this time of year anyway(s).

Two mile walk followed. Not brisk, but not my usual walking pace which is quite slow. Signs of Spring. Birds signing a little more on key today. Workers trimming off dead frost kills on shrubs. Not much chance of any more cold.

Suns vs. the upstart (my Gosh, it's about time) Clippers. At the Purple Palace. No, I didn't go, but I knew where I'd be at 7:00. I offered to take the bedroom tv for viewing, but my wife made the sacrifice, knowing I probably wanted the bigger screen. She was watching The Great American Race and The Idol. I was watching a slaughter--126-95. Go Suns!

And supper. You probably wondered when I was tying in the pizza ball picture. Well, that might have been even better than the Suns. There are three great pizza places that we love and about four others we almost love. Last night it was Pizza Piccaso, "where pizza is art." Passing on the salads which are also quite good there, we ordered our own small pizzas.

In the late '60's I spent a semester at Illinois State and my next door buddy from Kuwait introduced me to anchovy pizza. Not just anchovies on a pizza, but only anchovies on a pizza. While most think I just like anchovies to be different, I really do like them. I don't order them a lot, because most people don't like them and as a result, restaurants don't stock good anchovies or they get stale/spoiled. Not at Pizza Piccaso. What a great pizza!! It also included garlic, two kinds of cheese, and tomatoes on top. Scrumptious.

If you come out here, look me up and we'll go anchovying. If you can't make it here, and I've enticed you to try anchovies, Mama Cassales in Bloomington may be your second best bet.