Chairman Mao and other Labor Day Thoughts

They had great fun during the Cultural Revolution (the same one that Jane Fonda thought was such a swell idea):http://www.literaryreview.co.uk/mirsky_09_10.html.  I don't find any of this really very much of a surprise--it does, however, give me some small sense of satisfaction to know that for maybe a very brief moment it may cause some discomfort for the "Blame America First" crowd who are always on board with the latest Marxist lunatic parading around under the guise of a "people's paradise" or something equally ridiculous (see Chavez, Hugo and Penn, Sean et al).  Anyway, a fun read for a Mon--err, Tuesday.
Random Labor Day weekend items:

Chairman Mao declares war against the imperialist lackeys at Wing Attack Plan R

1. Played golf.  Yesterday, my cart partner was Mr. Retired Guy Who Doesn't Find it Necessary to Shower in the Morning.  Helluva guy, that guy--just stay upwind of him.  Hit the ball pretty well, though I couldn't drop any putts and otherwise engaged in some wildly imaginative scenarios involving me and the very attractive cart girl whenever she stopped by.  I'm pretty sure she wasn't doing the same.
2. Attended Baylor's home opener on Saturday (Bulba daughter #2 is a freshman there).  Decent crowd (about 43,000 with 50,000 capacity) and seems like that Ken Starr guy is shaking things up there--alumni and students seem a lot more energized and involved.  For the record, AT&T service SUCKS in Waco--resorted to asking people to make calls for us.  And, I don't think Apple or AT&T really give a shit about problems there or elsewhere.
3. Bulba Daughter #2 and one of her new friends followed us back to Austin.  That went fine until about 3:30AM on Monday morning when they called to come get them from the UT KA house or wherever.  They get credit for not driving that late after some illicit drinking (don't think they had much) but dad's loss of sleep didn't exactly make him a happy camper at that hour.  For those of you with kids not yet teens, rejoice and appreciate what you have and what you will soon kiss goodbye.
4. Attended a surprise birthday party last night for one of the guys I know from the golf club and was chatting with a woman in her late thirties who declared to me pretty much right off the bat that she ditched her husband because "he wasn't much fun" followed shortly thereafter by "he just wasn't that good."  Fortunately, Mrs. Bulba was nearby or I would have had a pretty good time exploring that statement with her in greater detail--"Okay, what's 'good' for you, mam?"  Sort of caught me off guard--just wasn't expecting that at 7PM after only one beer on a Monday night.  As they say in the Scouts: Be Prepared.  Or, at least try to be "good."