Monthly Archives: March 2016
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Blowout boredom ignored in Connecticut flap
Leave a commentMarch 31, 2016 by jacklovelace
A writer for the Boston Globe is catching all kinds of hell for saying it is no fun to watch …
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Hit and miss at the movies: Super isn’t and Brothers are
Leave a commentMarch 30, 2016 by jacklovelace
While traveling recently I had some extra time. I have zero interest in super hero movies. I consider them a …
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No story should be a riddle
Leave a commentMarch 30, 2016 by jacklovelace
A strange story in the St. Louis Post Dispatch by Goold today. He writes of discontent in training camp, multiple …
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Oquendo a puzzler
1March 30, 2016 by jacklovelace
The news about Jose Oquendo taking the year off for knee surgery from being third base coach for the St. …
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Good to be wrong
Leave a commentMarch 30, 2016 by jacklovelace
I know it is early but I am absolutely shocked at the lack of injuries the Cardinals have suffered so …
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Bosch is terrific
Leave a commentMarch 13, 2016 by jacklovelace
I’m not easy but I’m gaga over “Bosch” on Amazon. Based on Michael Connelly’s books about LA detective Harry Bosch, …
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Beatles and Martin an amazing partnership
Leave a commentMarch 11, 2016 by jacklovelace
What impresses me about George Martin and The Beatles that doesn’t really get a focus, is how they worked together …
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Guts when they are gone
Leave a commentMarch 10, 2016 by jacklovelace
One of my main pet peeves is when a sports columnist trips somebody when they leave the nest, but they …
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Tina Fey movie a journalism surprise
1March 7, 2016 by jacklovelace
I was curious about Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, Tina Fey’s new movie. I enjoyed it a lot and I found it …
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House of Cards: Time to wrap it up
Leave a commentMarch 7, 2016 by jacklovelace
Just finished season four of House of Cards. Lots of interesting scenes in the 13 episodes. But I’ve had it …
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