Smiley: Not in Omaha yet

The success of the LSU baseball team, currently No. 1 in the nation, has been truly stunning.

But when I heard a guy in a local pub telling of his plans to vacation in Omaha this year to catch the Tigers in the College World Series, I felt a bit uneasy.

For it’s a long season, and baseball is a funny game — it can lift you up and then break your heart. (Yes, I’m a Cubs fan…)

Of course, I wish only the best for the Tigers and would love to see them go all the way.

But before you head off to Nebraska, keep in mind these two words: “Stony Brook.”

Dr. Who?

Don Cunningham’s tale makes me wonder just what they’re teaching in medical school these days:

“I developed a strange malady on one of my feet. My longtime dermatologist was booked, but they said the new associate could see me right away.

“Examining my foot, the young doctor asked if I had put anything on the affected area.

“I replied, ‘Just Dr. Tichenor’s.’

“He looked up with a quizzical expression on his face and said, ‘What’s that?’”

Mumbleville revisited

After we told how locals pronounce Louisville, I heard from Diane Huber, of Hammond, a former Louisville resident:

“Before we were fortunate enough to be transferred to Louisiana in the late ’70s, we learned quickly upon moving to that fair city to say the name correctly.

“It is really very simple: Just get a mouthful of marbles and then say ‘Louisville.’

“It comes out perfectly every time!”

Rough translation

A reader says Easter always brings a reminder of the song “Easter Parade” and its lyrics, “…and you’ll find that you’re in the rotogravure.”

This is a printing process used to produce pictorial sections (like the Times-Picayune’s old “Dixie Roto” magazine).

Our reader says, “As children, my friends and I would always sing ‘…and you’ll find that you’re on the Road to Grandeur.’

“We still sometimes laugh at ourselves.”

Lack of taste

Marvin Halbrook, of Mandeville, agrees with other readers that the Navy doesn’t appreciate coffee from down this way:

“Returning from leave in Lake Charles to Great Lakes Naval Station in 1953, I brought two pounds of Seaport coffee (much like Community) to share with my crew members.

“Went to work early and made a nice big urn of Seaport. It smelled soooooo good!

“The crew began coming in, the complaints began, and within 30 minutes the Seaport was deep-sixed (so to speak).

“The Navy just never could develop a taste for good coffee.”

Ultimate bird-watching

For more than a month, Gordon Holcomb has been watching two young eagles in their nest by the Mississippi River levee near Farr Park.

The other day, he saw one youngster soaring while the other one was perched in their nesting tree:

“An adult eagle flew to the nest with a fish, and both the young eagles flew in for a meal.

“It has been a great experience watching the young eagles grow and leave their nest.”

Worthy causes

The Greater Baton Rouge Food Bank receives proceeds from the premiere screening of “The Incident With The Magician” by Hedges Pictures at 7 p.m. Friday at Theatre Baton Rouge (formerly Baton Rouge Little Theater).

Tickets are $5, available at the door. The movie, about a masked villain, was shot locally and features Baton Rouge actors and musicians.

Go to http://hedgespictures.com.

St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital benefits from a “Labor of Love” car show from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m. Saturday at Bayou Plaquemine Waterfront Park in Plaquemine.

Contact the Baton Rouge Corvette Club at http://www.brcorvetteclub.com or the Plaquemine Main Street Program at (225) 687-3116 or http://www.plaquemine.org.

Special People Dept.

Freda Anderson celebrates her 100th birthday Thursday.

On Thursday, Edith B. Wascom, of Williamsburg Retirement Community, celebrates her 99th birthday.

That shrinking feeling

Bertha Hinojosa was explaining the way to identify the main points of a story to her pre-K gifted students at Glen Oaks Park Elementary.

She said that reducing a story to a shorter version is called “summarization.”

Just then one of the little girls donned a cowboy hat that was several sizes too big and said, “Why don’t you summarize my hat for me?”

Name him ‘Road Kill’

Gordon Barney says, “One night about midnight, our 6-year-old grandson Benjamin woke up our son Charles and said, ‘Dad, I want an armadillo for a pet.’

“At breakfast, his sister Catherine asked him why he wanted an armadillo for a pet, and he said, ‘They are just like doodlebugs, only bigger.’ ”

Write Smiley at Smiley@theadvocate.com. He can also be reached by fax at (225) 388-0351 or mail at P.O. Box 588, Baton Rouge, LA 70821.