I WONDERED

What should I write about today? Actually it's pretty exciting, pretty liberating to do a daily blog and share with a few. Some days there are things I think need to be said. Other days I find a picture to inspire a topic. Reflections, nostalgia, experiences common to many are other things I choose to write about.

Toss in sports, politics, entertainment, travel, a poem or two and you have entered the On the QT Zone, paraphrasing Bill O'Reilly.

Mr. O'Reilly would like the picture of the Rosie O. Terror that is posted. She is a pinhead according to him. His new book, A Bold, Fresh Piece of Humanity is a good, quick read. But I just finished his Culture Warrior, written in 2006, and it is excellently frightening. (I don't think I've ever used that expression before, and I think this will be the last time.) But it is accurate. And highly recommended.

Like a lot of entertainers, Rosie O. started out good in "A League of Their Own". As a member of The Rockford Peaches' baseball team in the Tom Hanks movie immortalized by the line, "there's no crying in baseball," she was outstanding. But then Hollywood must have gotten hold of her turning her upside down, inside out. Hey, it happened to Hanks, too, and scores of others. Who bought in to Scientology and radical viewpoints that want to obliterate traditional American values.

So that's what occupied my mind this early morning. Well, besides my one month old granddaughter, my pending golf game today, and our son who's trying to pass a kidney stone. He may not look like Rosie, but if his stone is anything like mine 22 years ago, he feels like she looks.