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Hello all, the kindle version of The Opaque Stones was finally released, and you can buy it for a whopping measly $2.99! That’s an unbelievable price for my book. Get in on all the action with all the characters and start your treasure hunt today. I just got in a box of books wholesale and will be going around to various bookstores and book fairs around the country promoting it. I hope to have good traction on kindle, it’s a wonderful media that’s helped us access books for cheaper than ever before. Plus, you can travel with it without all the clunk of carrying books around—although, there’s nothing like a real book too. Get the book, write a review, we’ll star you back metaphorically speaking. Hey, buy the paperback too, they’ve reduced the price to around $14.
Next time you’re in the Big Apple, you might remember the Café Carlyle at the Carlyle Hotel on 35 East 75th Street as an intimate place to see a few wonderful musicians. I first went to the hotel Café to see Bobby Short there when I was little, and I remember how amazed I was at the size of the room. I wish seeing every musician was like this. He was singing right next to our table! While we ate and had drinks! What a wonderful room it is also. Upon a recent visit, the piano and drums literally floated in the audience. Elegant paintings by Marcel Vertes hung on the wall, with plush seating beneath them. In the back, a full bar nestled in a corner. The meal was a four-course encore and we had martinis also. We went around Christmas time and saw Steve Tyler. He’s that guy from the Father of the Bride soundtrack who sings Give Me The Simple Life, but he’s also one of the best standard singers since Sinatra in my opinion. He belted out Sinatra and Burt Bacharach songs, while we snapped pictures and recordings. He was dressed in a suit with a black tie. Although he seemed a little hot, the room felt nice and cozy to me. Highlights included This Guy’s In Love With You, The Way You Look Tonight and Bewitched, Bothered and Bedazzled. Towards the end, he did a Santa comes to town song. The set was solid and long. The price was cheap, considering. I think you can go and not eat and just have drinks, if you want to save money. Either way, go there and see him or Woody Allen’s band, they play there also. It’s literally unbelievable and unforgettable how close you are too the musicians and how intimate it is as they tell stories and rap with the audience, you feel like they’re in your living room! Steve even told a story about him and Bill Clinton when the former president showed up. Like Bill, he’s also got a Southern accent and a swagger about life that adds to the humor to the event. Check him out here!
I just recently got into baseball cards for fun. Hey, it’s America’s oldest pastime. I grew up doing it. What a champ I was selling cards at the Flea Market once with a case my granddad made for me. It was like a dream opening one of those wax packs and pulling a Ken Griffey Jr. rookie card. It was like a million dollars for one of those in my mind, but not really. I hung out at the Dugout in Jackson, Mississippi hoping to swing for the fences with my favorite stars, and nothing beat 1986 Topps, 87’ Fleer, 89’ Upper Deck or Bowman. I had a few oldies to from Christmas—gifts from my parents. How about that Willie Mays “catch card”—that worked for me to put a smile on my face. My dad should’ve bought his cards by the boxes and stored them in the attic by the way. It’s like a Ty Cobb card he threw away once that I didn’t know about. Wow! They literally used cards in bicycle spokes. Anyway, today everything is graded in these neat little cases—no bent corners. But I went onto Ebay anyway to cruise around and picked up some of my old favorites graded (cheap) and some weren’t (just to keep costs down). I got a Big Frank Thomas Stadium Club Rookie. I think the words rookie weren’t on it, but I went for some of those too! I even swiped a couple of Canseco rookies, which aren’t worth much anymore due to his book and all, but who even cares about it. It’s like my players, you know. The Bay Bash Brothers or something. That was me and ESPN circa 89’, hitting homers in the living room over the big painting with a badmitton racket and a badmitton ball. It was like grand slams after school instead of homework. I even got to see the San Francisco Giants and the Oakland A’s play in their home stadiums on a trip out west. What’s better is that I just picked up a Will Clark 87’ Fleer rookie, and gave it to a friend for a wedding present I think, what are friends for, except cards, you know. Here’s to your rated rookies, Topps wax boxes and loads of commons to sort through, and not all that expensive, going for the best card thing—although that’s cool to—but keep it local and awesome by liking all the players like when we were younger. Frank Thomas Leaf cards worked for me once, why not now? I showcase all my cards on these little things I got from Michael’s, plus I even snagged a Rated Rookie Canseco poster. It’s hitting homers on my mind. How about yours?
What was the longest home run ever hit? The answer is that there is no real precise answer really because the distance balls were hit was often measured from where a ball landed after rolling in many cases. Clearly, the most consistent long home run hitter was probably Babe Ruth who purportedly whopped the longest recorded drive at around 575 feet at Briggs Stadium in Detroit on July 18th 1921; although, Mickey Mantle may have come pretty close to hitting one a lot further in a drive that was interfered with by a Yankee Stadium balcony as it was ascending on May 22nd 1963 off pitcher Bill Fischer. So, we can say Babe Ruth hit the longest home run ever.