HiddenEntries (A Wholly Owned Cynthia Publishing Company Subsidiary Blog)

Hey! How ya’ doin’ over there? Well, that’s good! Continue reading →

On Saturday, we'll proudly welcome a Tulane Football family legacy to Yulman Stadium: Matt & Gene Forté@MattForte22 ('04-'07) and his father Gene ('74-'77) will be in the building as we take on @UConnFootball.

Can't wait to have you back, gentlemen.#RollWave pic.twitter.com/7uJ37xVZ0U

— Tulane Football (@GreenWaveFB) October 9, 2019

Tulane, we jump back on the bandwagon now, for the first time since the undefeated season in 1998, when the Green Wave went 12-0 with a Liberty Bowl win over BYU and a No. 7 finish in the polls! Continue reading →

Santa Ana winds blowing up right now. Fires raging in the northwest section of the San Fernando Valley. Studio City is at the far southeastern corner of the Valley. Definite smoky smell in the air, though. Morning tennis was unaffected. Continue reading →

Yow! Talent is as talent does. Howie Kendrick a nonentity early in the series. But it does not matter as long as you show up big in Game 5! ’grats to the Nats and their many fans, even Brett Kavanaugh, who nonetheless must have been drinking lots of beer and screaming all night long. Yea, verily, this is what we’ve come to expect from our Elders during these End-Times. But it must be admitted that he stayed in the fight! And so did his favorite béisbol club! Stay in the fight, people!  Nats! Continue reading →

Scrub on over to the 5:15 mark for the good, familiar parts. You can see the translation to English in the upper right corner. Who by Buehler? Who by Strasburg? Who by walkoff? Who by shutout? Who by…Game 5! Gmar chatimah tova, although for half the béisbol teams today, that’s just not gonna be possible. Best wishes! Continue reading →

Good response from Mr. National here. Brett Kavanaugh gets a stay of some sort. Continue reading →

Russell J. Martinez, still in the league! A beloved old-timey Dodger catcher, no steroids necessary! Continue reading →

If it’s Sunday, it’s fútbol, and your No. London Arse had a home match against stubborn Bournemouth this morning (PDT). Here’s the only goal of the contest, so the old saying proved true: ‘One-nil to the Arsenal…’ Apologies to the many fans of Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang this time; he was not on the scoresheet. No thanks, Obama! No thanks, Aubameyang! Continue reading →

Sometimes, you just need to clear the palate. The incessant feed of sporting events and political furore becomes too much to swallow, like eating chocolate for a couple of days straight; then you want to consume something nutritious, like rabe broccoli sautéed in olive oil and garlic! Here we are. A fine refresher! Continue reading →

This one was en route to Pasadena before the foul pole got in the way. Continue reading →