Ringo's

08/28/2026

Ladies and Gentlemen,

This is Solly Ringo, reporting from the hardwood jungle, where tonight the Lady Bulldogs had their first Home Game

And across the net…

THE POLO MARCOS!
( what’s a Marco?)

Now, I don’t want to overstate this situation…

BUT I’M GOING TO.

Because what transpired last night was not merely a volleyball match.

No, ladies and gentlemen…

THIS WAS DOMINATION .

Coach Kelsey and her Bulldogs came charging out from the very first serve with the intensity of a team that had spent the summer preparing for one thing:A Great Season

🏐 GAME ONE

The opening serve goes up.

The Bulldogs attack.

The Marcos respond.

Well…

THEY ATTEMPT TO RESPOND.

This was precision.
This was swagger.
This was volleyball played with the efficiency of a Swiss watch…..with ATTITUDE.

Final score:

BULLDOGS 25 — MARCOS 8

⸻

🏐 GAME TWO

But then came Game Two.

And suddenly…

DRAMA!

The score:

1–1.

Ladies and Gentlemen, we had ourselves a contest!

The Polo Marcos were thinking:

“Perhaps we have figured this out.”

NO.

Coach Kelsey’s Bulldogs had other plans.

They Rocked.

They Rolled.

They Attacked.

They Served.

They Blocked.

They moved across that court like a VOLLEYBALL SWAT TEAM!.

the Marcos appeared to be experiencing a severe case of:

“WE WEREN’T READY FOR THIS.”

The Bulldogs kept pouring it on.

And on.

AND ON!

Until finally…

25–10!

GAME. SET. BULLDOGS!!!

“MARCO?”
“POLO!”
the only thing the Marcos found tonight…
WAS THE EXIT.

🐾🏐 LADY BULLDOGS TAKE THE FIRST HOME MATCH!

Coach Kelsey and her Bulldogs have officially announced to the volleyball world:

THE DOGS ARE OFF THE LEASH.

Next Home Game Tuesday, September 1

HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND

08/25/2026

GAME DAY! — THE WHITE OUT!

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE WAIT IS OVER!

Tonight, the curtain rises on a NEW SEASON of
LADY BULLDOG VOLLEYBALL !!

The first game.
The first test.
The first opportunity

And the opponent?

THE WINNEBAGO INDIANS.

Yes… BAGO.

At WINNEBAGO HIGHSCHOOL


WE have been issued orders.

WHITE OUT! 🤍
WHITE in the stands.

This is not merely the first game of the year.

IT IS THE BEGINNING OF THE CAMPAIGN.

The ball will be served.
The whistle will blow.
The crowd will erupt.

“Ladies and gentlemen… THIS could be interesting.”

🐾 LADY BULLDOGS vs. BAGO
🤍 WHITE OUT!
🔥 GAME 1!

LET THE SEASON BEGIN!!!

And for God’s sake…

WEAR WHITE.
MAKE SOME NOISE.
AND LET’S GO BULLDOGS!!!

08/18/2026

BACK TO SCHOOL TALK — DO IT.

Alright parents — school’s about to start.
Do me (and the world) a favor:

Take 5 minutes. No phones. No distractions. Just you and your kid.

Not the “birds and the bees.”

The “DONT BE A JERK” talk.

• There is NEVER a good reason to make fun of someone. Not their size, not their skin, not their clothes, not their shoes, not their backpack, not what they’re into.

• Some kids wear the same shoes every day. Big deal. Let ’em run.

• A ripped-up backpack can still carry big dreams.

• Being different isn’t weird — it’s brave. Be the kid who sits with the one eating alone.

• School is for learning. Not judging. Not gossiping. Not proving you’re “better.”

And remind them:
Some kids go home to chaos. Some go home to silence. Some go home to no one.

So if they can offer a little kindness — even just a smile — that might be the best thing that happens to someone all day.

We can’t control the whole world.
But we can raise kids who make school a little less heavy.

It starts at home.
It starts with you.
Now go have the talk.

08/07/2026

07/26/2026

These Frezzer Pops from the Chinese place are Terrible

07/09/2026

Most of you know that 99% of what I post is complete nonsense. It’s sarcasm, absurdity, and me trying to get you to crack a smile for 30 seconds before life kicks you in the shins again.

Today isn’t one of those posts.


In 1977, 15 years old, my 1st KISS concert at Chicago Stadium. My seats? 10th row, dead center—the best seats in the house. Explosions, Lights , and the unmistakable perfumed cloud of grass through the air.
Wow what a Concert!
Pop had 1 more surprise
I walked backstage to meet the Band. Can you imagine?
I walked in a 15-year-old kid.
I walked out a KISS fan for life

So here’s the deal

Within the last few weeks, someone helped themselves to my 50-year collection of KISS memorabilia.

Half a century of concert souvenirs, collectibles, autographs, rare pieces, and memories

The dollar value doesn’t matter nearly as much as the memories attached. That’s what was stolen.

So I’m asking everyone to keep your eyes open.

If someone suddenly has a bunch of KISS collectibles they didn’t have a month ago…
If someone offers to sell you KISS memorabilia that seems to have appeared out of nowhere…
If somebody proudly says, “Hey, look what so-and-so gave me!”

Please let me know.

I’m not accusing anyone who unknowingly bought or received something. You may have had no idea.

But here’s what I am saying…

If someone sold it to you…
If someone gave it to you…

That person didn’t suddenly become generous.
They are a thief

If you hear anything, see anything, or someone offers you KISS memorabilia that seems suspicious, please reach out to me privately.

*And to the person who stole it…you’re a pathetic excuse for a human being

YOU AGAIN have something you didn’t have to work for.

I’m sure when people admire those pieces, that you sold for some drugs or booze you’ll leave out the part where you a dirtbag thief

Enjoy looking over your shoulder every time someone asks,
“Hey…where’d you get that?”
or “Thanks for the Gift”

I hope that every time you look at me you’re reminded of what worthless piece of s**t you are.

05/17/2026

May 16, 2011 - May 16, 2026

Bittersweet day for me today…
My baby boy—yeah, my baby boy—graduated high school.

Now I’m standing here trying to figure out how the kid who once needed help tying his skates suddenly knows more about life than I do half the time. Somewhere along the way, I was supposed to be the teacher… turns out, Angelo, you’ve been running the class on me this whole time.

You taught me patience… (Lord knows I needed it).
You taught me perspective… (usually right after ignoring my advice).
And you taught me that watching your kid grow into his own man is equal parts pride and “who said you could grow up this fast?”

What an amazing man you’ve become. Not just smart—not just capable—but grounded, strong, and carrying yourself with a kind of presence that makes people take notice. That didn’t happen by accident. That’s character. That’s heart.

And let me tell you something—this world’s about to meet you, and it better be ready… because you’re not walking into it quietly. You’re stepping in with purpose.

The Lord’s got plans for you. Big ones. The kind you won’t always understand in the moment… the kind that’ll test you, stretch you, and sometimes make you look up and say, “Alright, whats your plan here?” But trust it. Every step.

And if I’m being real for just a second… beneath all the jokes and the pride and the “look at my son now”… there’s a part of me that still sees the little boy who reached for my hand without thinking . The one who trusted me to have all the answers. The one who didn’t know the world yet—but walked into it anyway because he knew I was right there.

I blinked… and now you’re the one walking forward on your own.
And that right there—that’s the moment that gets me.

Just remember—no matter how far you go, no matter how big you get, no matter how many people you impress… you’re still my Baby Boy.

I couldn’t be prouder of you if I tried.

Go do what you’re meant to do, Angelo.
Just don’t forget to call your father once in a while.
Love You

05/07/2026

A Little Respect For Da Kids Who Kept Showing Up

Big shout out to all da kids who didn’t win a single damn thing this year.

No trophies.
No honor roll.
No scholarships.
No student-of-the-month picture h.

Some of these kids fought for their life just tryin’ to pass Biology

And they STILL made it through.

Big respect to da parents, grandparents, foster parents, and caregivers who survived another school year pretending they understood Common Core Math

Let’s hear it for da Kids goin’ straight to work after high school instead of college…
Congratulations.

Some kids gotta work twice as hard just to get a C.
That deserves just as much love

Some are funny.
Some are loyal.
Some help raise their brothers and sisters.
Some show kindness when grown adults can’t even manage to git outta bed
These are the Kids who matter

Everybody wants to celebrate da valedictorian.
But I also CHEER for da Kid who got outta bed every morning, hated school with every ounce of their soul, and STILL showed up.

That’s a victory too.

I know cause I was one of doze Kids

Solly Ringo