he just bought the angels today or is in the process.
Enos Stanley Kroenke (/ˈkrɒŋki/; born July 29, 1947) is an American billionaire real estate magnate and sports team owner. Through his company Kroenke Sports & Entertainment, he owns Arsenal F.C. of the Premier League, Arsenal W.F.C. of the Women's Super League, the Los Angeles Rams of the NFL, the Los Angeles Angels of MLB, the Denver Nuggets of the NBA, the Colorado Avalanche of the NHL, the Colorado Rapids of MLS, and the Colorado Mammoth of the National Lacrosse League.
Kroenke is a major owner of working ranches, owning a total of 848,631 acres (343,429 ha) in 2015 when The Land Report magazine ranked him as the United States' ninth-largest landowner.[14][15] In 2016, he acquired the Waggoner Ranch in Texas, the largest ranch within one fenceline.[16] As of 2026, Kroenke is the largest private landowner in the U.S. He owns over 2.7 million acres across the American West and Canada.
It sounds like you are describing Drew Magary or a similar writer who came up through the Deadspin/Defector ecosystem, given the direct mention of Albert Burneko's critique. Burneko’s perspective hits on a crucial distinction in modern media: the difference between a writer who excels at structural, empathetic analysis and one who thrives on pure voice, comedic timing, and audience parasocial connection.
When a writer builds their entire career on that second skill set—being the relatable, funny guy who doesn't take himself too seriously—they often hit a wall when they try to pivot into "serious" cultural commentary or heavy political analysis. Without a rigorously constructed worldview or the habit of steelmanning opposing arguments, the transition can result in columns that feel shallow, contradictory, or unearned. The charm wears thin when the stakes of the topic demand deeper intellectual honesty rather than just a sharp laugh line.
There are signs that Spaniards are eating earlier in the evening. Experts say it could make for a healthier country, but not everyone is ready to part with the custom.
literally brushed up against the governor as she was pimping herself out at the golden arches farmers market. grand army plaza, whatever. tried to take a photo but was too impatient for her to turn around so i just walked by her and focused on the power of a less appreciated sensory experience. she was unmoved by the frictive exchange, both literally and figuratively. no eye contact resulted. then i bought a mint lemonade which was not as good as last weeks. the lovers of heirloom tomatoes i have failed miserably but the bagel and whitefish i got from bagel delight were quite good though still looking for a little more crunch. the chewy they got down cold.
three typos found. i should just run it through ai at this point, i mean, ia. brand loyalty is job one!
love this. not dialed in to the us open yet but two of my favorite young players brought their dads on mid match (?) to play a couple of mixed double points. tennis was bad but such a sweet moment.
the cool kids weck on.
anyone know who clay felker is?
what sayest thou of this chair bill and co? i found a pair on the street and despite having no discernible use for them i decide to adopt them temporarily. want my friend with the house upstate to take them but he is a dipshit as i have previously mentioned. cant find a brand but found a similar type which i wont link to now because because because because..... slightly dampened by the rain but seem structurally sound, moss notwithstanding.
lotta people gonna be watching clue today. wonder what tim currys book club was called?
was also informed that they revamped the mixed doubles format at the us open. wasnt an exhibition. rules to follow when i remember to care.
The mixed doubles matches played today were an official part of the US Open tournament, not an exhibition.
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went on a long rant elsewhere about not liking a big bag of lavazza i bought on the cheap. then kept referring back to it trying to goad anyone into buying me better coffee. there were no takers. there were no likers. people must just hate..... coffee.
my neighbor wouldnt fly for years because of "cosmic radiation." she might have been overdoing it a little based on her minimal travel but pilots and attendants....
heard good things. needed a walk destination. did not need a line around the corner for the lunch crowd. prices hurt my feelings. was only gonna get the oat loaf because the bakery around the corner from here is on summer break. nearly got my four plus miles in which also hurts. much more pleasant environs. those billion nyc trees cant come fast enough. if only there was an ocean nearby.
your random odd couple guest spot