
Tonight, while our friend Basil was eating hot dogs at the Catfish ballpark, we had “catfish dogs” in his honor. Here are some delicious step-by-step photographs.
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Tonight, while our friend Basil was eating hot dogs at the Catfish ballpark, we had “catfish dogs” in his honor. Here are some delicious step-by-step photographs.
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Tomorrow, Friday, Aug. 25, 2006, was supposed to be “Basil Night” at the baseball field in Columbus, Georgia. But it ain’t so:
Friday night was the scheduled “Fan Night” for the promotion the Catfish were running to have a night named after a fan. And I strongly suspect it’s not me.
But Basil, a true Catfish fan, will be at the game, eating their hot dogs, and honoring whoever they decided to honor instead of Basil.

Meanwhile, we have our own memento, the baseball we won, autographed by all the Catfish players. (We don’t have a suitable trophy case for it, but it looks pretty nice on a bottle neck for now.)
Tomorrow night will be “Basil Night” in our home, and we’ll be right there with him at the game, in our hearts. We would not eat hot dogs on a Friday… but we’ll eat catfish tomorrow in Basil’s honor.
As an experiment to test the civility of the populace of Portland, one newspaper sent a lad to various parts of town to steal his own bicycle. Seven times. Nobody stopped him, nor called the cops. One friendly passerby helped the thief, showing him how to get maximum leverage from his bolt-cutters. Read the story, see the video.
(Via Fark.)
Just a reminder to registered voters in Oklahoma: the runoff election is today, to determine the candidates for Lieutenant Governor, and Fifth district U.S. Representative. Officials are expecting a light turnout; that means your vote will count for more than if there were a heavy turnout.
I remember once, while eating a pizza from “Little Caesar’s,” reflecting on the oddity of appropriating a cruel tyrant as a mascot for an eatery. “I’ll bet in a thousand years,” I said to whoever I was with, “there’s a chain of German-cuisine restaurants named ‘Little Hitler’s’ or something.” Turns out I was right, but just a bit naïve about the thousand-year part.
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How handy!