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I don’t know why I never thought to do a Google search for our esteemed yet mysterious commenter “Zimzo.” But the recent constant drumbeat of “African Press International“-this and “African Press International”-that, which he has been bringing to almost every discussion on this blog the past few weeks, really got me to wondering what the deal is.

Well, MYSTERY SOLVED:

Zimzo Editor Of African Press International
Zimzo – the editor of African Press International! Aka, “Korir arap Sammy.”

A little bit of finagling with Google images advanced search and some scrolling is all it took.

This clears up so much. For one thing, I have always said that Zimzo is an excellent writer so it stands to reason he would be in the editorial profession. His vocabulary is second to none and he can dash off an outstanding essay without a single punctuation error in seconds.

Also, it does not exactly surprise me that Zimzo would have a little bit of “troublemaker” in his job description, because his frequently puckish argumentative tactics have more than once left us beguiled.

And of course now we all understand why Zimzo finally could keep it in no longer and has been not-so-subtly prodding us to dig a tad deeper into his background. Hey, if I was in charge of African Press International, you can bet I’d not be hiding my lamp under a bushel basket, either.

Well, it goes without saying that we now understand why Zimzo was never able to join in for Amnesty Week here, with an entire international news operation on his to-do list, and though I was sort of hurt at the time I realize Zimzo’s hands were completely tied.

No harm, no foul, old buddy. You just keep up the great work at African Press International, Zimzo. How fascinating it all is.

UPDATE: Zimzo himself has dropped in with a hale and hearty defense – or diversion should we say. But it ends up a few steps short of explaining his obsessive behavior … and in the end I think all of us have to give him a warm, virtual round of applause for putting up the facade so gamely. Methinks he protesteth too much, oh yes I do. Let me emphasize there is NO SHAME – no shame whatsoever – in editing African Press International. I count it as a form of celebrity and we are honored to have actual celebrities joining in the discussion.

Dale Earnhardt Jr Victory In Michigan

Almost lost in the excitement of Tiger’s dramatic win at Torrey Pines was the fact that Dale Earnhardt Jr won the Michigan 400, his first victory since 2006.

As a kid I did not really appreciate the strategic “fuel mileage” victories – I always wanted to see a flat out dash to the finish. But now the fuel mileage race is as interesting to me as most others. There are so many variables, so many moving parts, to putting together a NASCAR victory: driver, pit crew, machinery, drafting, and definitely fuel management. The entire process of making a green flag pit stop can cause such a huge shakeup in the field because the efficiency of the slow-down prior to entering pit road has as much an impact on the car’s eventual position on the track as the quickness of the pit stop itself. It’s fascinating how such subtle vicissitudes can result in such substantial changes on the race track. Similarly, on those tracks where fuel management can come into play, after the halfway point the crew chief can start calculating fuel mileage backwards from the end of the race, get the car out of sequence from the rest of the field, and have a decent shot at stealing a win by having his driver running at top speed for the last 20 or 30 laps while the leaders have to hit the pits for a quick top-off of fuel.

That’s exactly what Tony Eury Jr. pulled off for his driver on Sunday – though just barely. A caution with two or three laps to go meant that Dale Jr. had to stay out on the track for two more laps than expected (so NASCAR could provide a green-white-checkered competitive finish of two laps after the 400 miles were completed). Two laps at Michigan is four miles, which requires roughly a gallon more fuel than calculated. Dale had to cruise practically on the grass during the caution laps to shorten the distance, turn the car on and off repeatedly to do the maximum coasting possible, and then hope against hope that there were enough fumes in the gas line to permit two laps of full-speed racing.

It worked, though Dale ran out of gas on the way to Victory Lane. Good, suspenseful action.

There was some controversy over the fact that Dale, in his shut-off, switch-on caution laps zipped ahead of the pace car twice, and was not punished for it. But no one would have been punished for such a minor violation, in my view. NASCAR can be strict, but I’ve never seen a driver punished for a couple incidental violations of that nature.

Dale is having a heck of a year in his first season with Hendrick Motorsports. In terms of Cup points, it is his best year ever so far and a vindication of his decision to leave DEI. Good weekend for TV sports.

Tiger Woods Third Shot On 18th Hole

I did not get to watch much of today’s round but what I saw was stunning. Tiger Woods, along with everyone else, plodded through the fourth day at Torrey Pines using his best skills and mettle to linger around par. In the end, Woods’ 12-foot birdie putt on the 18th hole was necessary to force a playoff 5th round of 18 holes tomorrow with Rocco Mediate.

In an interview after finishing with a very nice 68 on the day, Phil Mickelson opined the course was fair and forgiving enough that a very low round might be possible. That turned out not to be the case for any of the leaders, all of whom struggled to stay close to even. There were few if any miracles from any of the top five or six, but they all stayed within two or three shots of each other for the entire day. Woods’ closing birdie, the final shot of the tournament in regulation, was no miracle, but on a day when bogies were plentiful and birdies relatively rare, it was dramatic – and all the more so because it demonstrated that Tiger even on a bad day, one which began with a double bogey, will not be easily shaken off.

Tomorrow’s playoff promises to be a classic confrontation between the indefatigable Woods and the likable-yet-unheralded Mediate. Wish I did not have to work!

Man, anybody who says watching golf championships is not the greatest slack-ass form of passive entertainment the world has ever known is lying to themselves and to the universe at large.

U.S. Open Day Two

Tiger came back from a so-so 72, one above par the first day, with a fantastic 3-under 68 on day two – accomplished via a blistering 30 on the back nine, bad knee and all.

He is one behind Stuart Appleby, but riding a level of momentum that has got to have everyone else in the tournament once again performing personal gut checks. The weekend should be good.

It appears the need has arisen to access an archive of our Zimzo’s writings here. With the search feature in the old blog broken, we are left with Google, which is probably better anyway.

Here it is.

Quite the trip down memory lane.

Try as I might, I still can’t get enthused to any great degree to weigh in on the news of the day. In recompense, I know our esteemed family of readers will appreciate the news feed from World Net Daily which now appears in the right sidebar.

What I can do, in the spirit of the holiday season, is offer some memorabilia of personal history, which in contradistinction to the ubiquitous news environment should help bring the blogosphere a little closer to what most of us believe it is really about in the first place; namely, endless prattling on about one’s own life. When I first started blogging many years ago, a wise mentor told me I’d do best to write about things on which I had a uniquely informed perspective. My life, it turns out, is aces in that category. I recently needed to do some organizing of mountains of family photos, so the time seems ideal to branch out in that direction.

Joe, Dad and Grandpa, 1967
Here is me with my late dad and late grandfather, Christmas 1967. I still own that hat.Coyote Enterprises
This is me sitting in a sprint car at A.J. Foyt’s “Coyote Enterprises” headquarters in the early 1970s. My dad was a PR executive with Purolator – which was a major sponsor of Foyt’s racing team – and I spent several summers at the Coyote shop in Houston.

Key West 1979
About 8 years later, this is in Key West after my 1979 high school graduation. The familiar beard and anomie had even then begun to take shape.

Wedding in Rome
Fast forward about 18 years to my best friend’s wedding south of Rome, held at an amazing venue – an ancient Christian church built onto a pre-Christian Roman temple. It was a pretty spectacular experience which all who attended will no doubt remember forever. A fantastic family and friends get-together.

More of this incredible history below the fold.
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