RIP, Mr. Palmer

Cool pic of BJ at the park on Saturday. He and I ran errands on Saturday together, we made a mostly good team. He's growing up.

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I had the honor of meeting Arnold Palmer once. It was really cool. Kinda crazy, but cool.

I was lucky that I wasn't a life-long fan, or else I would have been reduced to mush. But I did recognize who I was meeting.... and that made me nervous.

I've met most every golfer out there — Watson, Player, Billy Casper, Tiger, McIlroy, Dustin Johnson, Mickelson...

I've met celebrities — Michael Jordan, Charles Barkley, Samuel L. Jackson, Lance Armstrong, Stan Lee, Kurt Russell, Tom Morello, Owen Wilson, Cal Ripken Jr. — Mr. Palmer was one of the few times I was nervous.

Because he's Arnold Palmer!!! Legend.

Cheers, Mr. Palmer.

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I'm so pissed off, re: concert tickets. I think I kinda/sorta got scammed on Saturday night, when a fake website led me to believe the Local Natives concert at Crossroads was going to be live-streamed. So I signed up, and it just didn't work.

I called their customer service rep (of course by now I've plugged in my credit card info for a FREE five-day trial) and she's curt, tells me live-streaming isn't what they do.

ANYWAY, I call the CC company and tell them, they say cool, we'll keep our eyes open, not your obligation anyway...

(But what if I just wanted to see Local Natives in Kansas City?)

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Now I see that Banks and Steelz are in town, featuring the lead signer of Interpol, with the RZA. And yep, I'm on the outside looking in.

Whatever.