Finally remembered to post something here. Work and Sci-Fi Storm take a lot of time, and well as the fact that I’m now engrossed in EverCrack…er, I mean, EverQuest Online Adventures (the PS2 version). Now, so what if I wear a “Members Only” jacket? Continue reading
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In the tradition of sister-site Red Sox Chickie, here is just a few random thoughts running through my head…
- Now that “Bennifer” is over, can the speculation about A-Rod finally end? It’s over, folks!
- I want the Patriots to play against the Buccaneers, just so we can run over Warren Sapp with the team bus with a sign on the back saying “Yeah, but who won the Super Bowl, Bubba?”
- Wayne Brady wins Emmys for his talk show (2) and for Whose Line is it Anyway?. His talk show gets the shaft and Whose Line is on “hiatus” (with 20-something episodes in the can and no plans to air them). What the hell are these TV execs thinking? They actually think Tony Danza can do a better job? Next we’ll hear that Peter Jackson wins 20 Oscars next month, and is banned from Hollywood.
- I hate NutraSweet-ened soda, so I’ve never really liked diet sodas since Diet Sprite switched from that “cancer-causing” (in lab rates given doses no human could consume in a lifetime) saccharin. That is, until Coca-Cola discovered that Diet Coke sucked and added flavors – first Lemon (passable), Vanilla (better than the non-diet), Cherry (haven’t found it yet), and now Lime, which I actually like better than Lemon. I can finally get rid of my 500-calorie-a-day habit now, so long as the CVS by my office keeps it in stock. Thank you, Coca-Cola.
- When is this “global warming” actually supposed to make a difference? I’m freezing!! 🙂
- Is it me, or does everyone use the line “The King is dead…long live the King!” wrong? I mean, does it make sense to wish a long life on someone who just died? I believe the phrase is meant to convey a wish of long life to the successor of the late monarch – perhaps a queen. In fact, it was used correctly by the herald at Queen Elizabeth’s coronation. But anytime some era ends, someone blurts out the double King reference, and I feel like smacking them…
Meat Loaf collapsed on stage recently in London. He was later diagnosed with what is called Wolff-Parkinson-White Syndrome, and underwent surgery to correct it. Why do I mention it (other than being a fan?) – because I had the same problem. It is a congenital defect of the heart that is best described as a short circuit…Read more for more info. Continue reading
I can’t begin to express how big a letdown last night was. I’m in such a funk right now, aided by a pretty bad sore throat and related symptoms. Could I feel much worse right now?
The main thing is – don’t blame the players. THEY got it done. Blame for this latest disappointment lies squarely on the shoulders of Grady Little, for letting Pedro come out in the eighth inning, and LEAVING him in when he came out to talk to him. Grady can add to his resume how he single-handedly destroyed Red Sox Nation when it had its greatest chance for success.
OK, now that the Cubs version of the Curse has kicked in, the Red Sox are now free to enter the World Series without fear of the universe ending. So, let me just announce to the world – “Let the beatings commence”… Continue reading
It’s been a while since I posted here, mostly due to time constraints and system issues (I spent a month chasing a non-existent cooling problem in my gaming PC – bad sensor on the motherboard it turns out). So, let me talk briefly about why the Universe may end thanks to baseball… Continue reading
Just a congratulations to the Saugus American Little League for winning the New England Championships, and hopefully the Little League World Series! I am a SALL alum myself…a long time ago…
Man, it’s been a while since I posted here. Plenty of stuff to rant about, not enough time.
We recently managed to go see Journey, Styx, and REO Speedwagon all together in one four and a half hour long concert. Given that two of these were my top-two favorites and the third was in my top ten, this was just simply amazing. So what if they aren’t quite the same people. Continue reading
So I figured what those new red Red Sox shirts are actually good for. I know the club figured they could boost revenue through shirt sales, but I wonder if they are getting a cut from TV sales. After all, the best thing those shirts do is show how bad the color bleed and chroma balance is on your old TV. My eyes hurt whenever I saw them, at least until they were in the shade. Maybe there should be a rule that they can only wear those on overcast days.
So what is it about the T that seems to attract a certain level of the “mentally questionable”, in particular the class we’ll call the “Self Talkers” – you know, the ones that seem to be having a fairly decent conversation, except there is no one at the other end of the conversation? Yesterday on the commuter train I had a woman behind me that I thought was on the phone – I wasn’t really listening in, but I could occasionally hear names being mentioned, and what sounded like little descriptions about them, like “she wore wire-rimmed glasses”. I first noticed that it wasn’t a typical conversation when she started repeating herself – the same things I had heard earlier. Then, as we were approaching the final stop, her conversation got even weirder – talking about how “you are a scumbag” and such, and then she got to really swearing as if she were complaining about some real major dirtbag rapist or something. As it got worse, it also got louder such that other people on the train started noticing it, except for the woman next to me fortunate enough to be wearing a headset (alas, my iPod was out of power). Everyone just kind of silently but quickly left the train…
Now I’ve seen the Self Talkers on the subway lines, but this is the first on the Commuter Rail…