Tonight was the last college baseball game played at Omaha's iconic Rosenblatt Stadium. The College World Series, CWS for short, has called it home since 1950. As is the trend in baseball, a new downtown stadium is being constructed in Omaha which will signal the end of Rosenblatt. Like most iconic sports stadiums of the past it will not live on, it will be torn down in the name of progress. The unjust ending for Rosenblatt is that is will be turned into, acccckkkkkkkkk, a parking lot for the zoo next door. Personally, I think this is a major injustice. There is something about college baseball and those red, yellow, and blue seats that just go together like a hot dog and a coke.
The last game was a gem. A classic pitchers duel that went into extra innings. In the end, the South Carolina Gamecocks won their first ever NCAA baseball title with a 2-1 win in 12 innings over UCLA with a walk off hit. It was a fitting ending to the College World Series' time at Rosenblatt.
I am sure that the new stadium, TD Ameritrade Park, will serve the CWS well in the coming years. I have my fingers crossed that it will have those sweet red, yellow, and blue seats but I am not holding my breath.
Here is my list of the best names in college baseball for 2010. I didn't watch as much baseball this year as in the past. There just wasn't as much coverage with the friggin' World Cup going on. Don't worry, I haven't watched even 1 second of World Cup soccer action and never well. I am much too strong to be drawn to the Dark Side of the force.
The same rules apply as my original list in 2009.
* Only one player from any team can make the list
* You can only make the list once
The Best Names In College Baseball 2010:
Starting Pitcher: Boogie Anagnostou, Rice
Relief Pitcher: Jason Fuqua, Arkansas
Catcher: Yasmini Grandall, U of Miami
1st Base: Blake Dean, LSU
2nd Base: Cody Regis, UCLA
3rd Base: Nick Vickerson, Mississippi State
Shortstop: Caleb Bushyhead, Oklahoma
Left Field: Rand Ravnaas, Georgetown
Center Field: Matt Den Dekker, Florida
Right Field: Yoandy Barroso, FIU
Designated Hitter: Russell Moldenhauer, Texas
Coach: Jim Schlossnagle, TCU
Mood: Nostalgic
Song of the Day:
"I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down."
- Bittersweet Symphony
The Verve
It's Ironic: That my bank sends me a paper confirmation each time I set up an electronic funds transfer.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
E Tu Vuvuzela?
I am a big believer in Karma. I think if you do something good for someone you will be paid back at some time down the road. Of course this also means that the converse is true. If you act like a douchebag, it will come back to bite you in the ass. Karma got some revenge on me last night. Here's the back story.
On August 23, 2008 I went to a Potomac Nationals game with my buddy Drew. We were celebrating his birthday and had, let's just say, "a few" beers. On my way back from one of many trips to the bathroom I passed by the concession stand and right on the counter were those plastic horns you often see and hear at sporting events. I now know they are called "vuvuzelas" thanks to the 2010 World Cup, but I didn't know that in 2008. Anyway, my wallet gets a little loose after "a few" beers so I whipped out a Hamilton, plunked it on the counter, scored 2 vuvuzelas, and proudly strolled back to my seat with them.
What I didn't know then is that it takes a little bit of talent to get the vuvuzelas to make that excruciatingly annoying noise they are so famous for. You don't just blow air into the damn things. There is a definite technique involved. My buddy Drew knew what he was doing and had his vuvuzela humming in no time flat. Me, not so much. I would blow and nothing would happen or blow and a weak, feeble sound would limp out the vuvuzela. Drew gave me some lessons, luckily for free or perhaps for beer. I distinctly remember him saying "you have to parse your lips," not that I knew what to do with that information.
Eventually, after lots and lot of practice and a whole bunch of loud, obnoxious and sometimes odd noises I got the hang of the vuvuzela. By the end of the game I had it down and could make a long, loud vuvuzela note that would make any 10 year old proud.
Apparently our impromptu vuvuzela music lesson and concert was not well received by the surrounding baseball fans. We were of course oblivious to this fact and kept those bad boys humming right along all game long and even during the post-game fireworks display. That is until some guy came over and threatened our lives if we kept playing them. Yes, this seriously happened. This is all too stupid to make up.
Flash forward to June 19, 2010. As you may have heard "revenge is a dish best served cold." I got my payback for the "Vuvuzela Incident" at the Bowie Baysox game last night. Big time! My buddy Jerome and I took his daughter to the game to celebrate Father's Day. We had sweet seats - 2nd row, 1st base side, right behind the Baysox dugout.
Unfortunately, these seats were smack, dab in the middle of little league central. We were surrounded by a sea of little dudes in bright blue "Cubs" attire. I will admit, they looked pretty sporty in their unis. They even had uniform numbers and their names on the back just like the big leaguers. But they were 7 and 8 year olds. They were more interested in consuming mass amounts of sugar and being super annoying than watching the game.
We lasted 6.5 innings in our original seats before relocating to the far opposite side of the ballpark. It really did seem like the little cub bastards were multiplying as the innings went on. The wildcard was their coach, luckily I have already forgotten his name. He was super-crazy-obnoxious and wouldn't shut up for more than 2 or 3 consecutive seconds all night long. And he was of course, sitting right behind me. I seriously wonder if he was on speed. No one should be able to run at that gear for 3 hours straight. I am pretty obnoxious at sporting events (ask Drew about the "You can't do that chant" at the Frozen Four) but this guy made me look like a deaf mute. He was wayyyyyyyyyy over the top.
The Baysox lost the game, Orioles style. They were winning 2-0 heading into the top of the 9th inning and promptly gave up 2 runs to the Harrisburg Senators to make things way too interesting. The Baysox had the winning run on 2nd base in both the 9th and 10th innings but couldn't push it across. The Senators smacked not one, but THREE solo home runs in the 12th inning to steal the game and silence the crowd. It was a fitting end to the game and the evening.
Mood: Humble
Movie Quote of the Day:
"Have you ever been karmically bitch-slapped by a six-armed goddess?"
-Bubble Boy
Red Sox Stat of the Day:
The Sox were 23-4 in 2009 when Big Papi hit a home run.
On August 23, 2008 I went to a Potomac Nationals game with my buddy Drew. We were celebrating his birthday and had, let's just say, "a few" beers. On my way back from one of many trips to the bathroom I passed by the concession stand and right on the counter were those plastic horns you often see and hear at sporting events. I now know they are called "vuvuzelas" thanks to the 2010 World Cup, but I didn't know that in 2008. Anyway, my wallet gets a little loose after "a few" beers so I whipped out a Hamilton, plunked it on the counter, scored 2 vuvuzelas, and proudly strolled back to my seat with them.
What I didn't know then is that it takes a little bit of talent to get the vuvuzelas to make that excruciatingly annoying noise they are so famous for. You don't just blow air into the damn things. There is a definite technique involved. My buddy Drew knew what he was doing and had his vuvuzela humming in no time flat. Me, not so much. I would blow and nothing would happen or blow and a weak, feeble sound would limp out the vuvuzela. Drew gave me some lessons, luckily for free or perhaps for beer. I distinctly remember him saying "you have to parse your lips," not that I knew what to do with that information.
Eventually, after lots and lot of practice and a whole bunch of loud, obnoxious and sometimes odd noises I got the hang of the vuvuzela. By the end of the game I had it down and could make a long, loud vuvuzela note that would make any 10 year old proud.
Apparently our impromptu vuvuzela music lesson and concert was not well received by the surrounding baseball fans. We were of course oblivious to this fact and kept those bad boys humming right along all game long and even during the post-game fireworks display. That is until some guy came over and threatened our lives if we kept playing them. Yes, this seriously happened. This is all too stupid to make up.
Flash forward to June 19, 2010. As you may have heard "revenge is a dish best served cold." I got my payback for the "Vuvuzela Incident" at the Bowie Baysox game last night. Big time! My buddy Jerome and I took his daughter to the game to celebrate Father's Day. We had sweet seats - 2nd row, 1st base side, right behind the Baysox dugout.
Unfortunately, these seats were smack, dab in the middle of little league central. We were surrounded by a sea of little dudes in bright blue "Cubs" attire. I will admit, they looked pretty sporty in their unis. They even had uniform numbers and their names on the back just like the big leaguers. But they were 7 and 8 year olds. They were more interested in consuming mass amounts of sugar and being super annoying than watching the game.
We lasted 6.5 innings in our original seats before relocating to the far opposite side of the ballpark. It really did seem like the little cub bastards were multiplying as the innings went on. The wildcard was their coach, luckily I have already forgotten his name. He was super-crazy-obnoxious and wouldn't shut up for more than 2 or 3 consecutive seconds all night long. And he was of course, sitting right behind me. I seriously wonder if he was on speed. No one should be able to run at that gear for 3 hours straight. I am pretty obnoxious at sporting events (ask Drew about the "You can't do that chant" at the Frozen Four) but this guy made me look like a deaf mute. He was wayyyyyyyyyy over the top.
The Baysox lost the game, Orioles style. They were winning 2-0 heading into the top of the 9th inning and promptly gave up 2 runs to the Harrisburg Senators to make things way too interesting. The Baysox had the winning run on 2nd base in both the 9th and 10th innings but couldn't push it across. The Senators smacked not one, but THREE solo home runs in the 12th inning to steal the game and silence the crowd. It was a fitting end to the game and the evening.
Mood: Humble
Movie Quote of the Day:
"Have you ever been karmically bitch-slapped by a six-armed goddess?"
-Bubble Boy
Red Sox Stat of the Day:
The Sox were 23-4 in 2009 when Big Papi hit a home run.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Kemo Therapy
I spent last Saturday doing some hiking on the Appalachian Trail (AT) in my continuing quest to hike the AT through the section of northern Virginia that I live in. This in itself isn't that memorable. I probably spend 10 to 15 days a year hiking the AT by myself - much to my sister's chagrin.
I had a beautiful day for hiking and knocked out about 6 AT miles, 12 miles round trip. I started out just north of Route 50 and headed south from Ashby's Gap on the AT. The trail climbed steadily higher as I walked south, steeply at first and then more gradual after the first mile. About two miles in I came to an opening in the trail. This was the edge of Sky Meadows State Park, which is exactly as the name implies, a series of high alpine meadows with trails that run through them.
Just before mile 4 I said goodbye to Sky Meadows State Park and the AT meandered back into the woods as it went further south. My destination was the Dick's Dome shelter, about 2 miles south of Sky Meadows. I was making good time and the breeze was keeping the bugs away - it was a good day!
It wasn't too long before I saw the brown sign up ahead pointing me to the Dick's Dome Shelter a little ways off the AT. I always try to check out each AT shelter I come across. I have learned that all AT shelters are not created equally. It's good to have a handle on which ones to count on and which ones to avoid on a multi day hike. Dick's Dome is about 0.2 miles off the actual AT, a fairly long distance after you have been traipsing through the woods for 10 or 15 miles.
I was hoping Dick's Dome would be empty so I could really poke around and get a good feel for the place but no such luck. I could see a man setting up camp as I approached on the trail. He was wearing bright yellow Crocs as he puttered around, which I found quite comical. There is no way I would lug a pair of those ugly ass shoes this far into the woods, but that's just me.
Much to my surprise, he was very friendly and talkative, so I knew he wasn't from around here. It turns out he was from New Hampshire and his trail name was Kemo. Kemo was just a few days shy of finishing the entire AT, all 2,176 miles of it! Kemo is a section hiker and he has been hiking 75 to 200 miles of the AT for years and years. He said he began hiking it in 1967 and he will finish it this week at age 67.
I sat down and shared my carrot sticks with Kemo and we talked like old friends about Maine, New Hampshire, the crazy winter of 2010, and of our stories on the AT. I even convinced him to pose for a photo. I offered to email him a copy but he said he didn't have an email address, go figure. So Kemo, here's a salute to you and your conquering of the AT, I am right behind you! Well not right behind you, technically I am 2,093.8 miles behind you, but progress is progress!
Mood: Cleansed
Song Of The Day:
"Sleep with one eye open, gripping your pillow tight."
- Enter Sandman
Metallica
It's Ironic :
That I saw a Motorist Assistance Vehicle disabled on the side of the interstate today.
I had a beautiful day for hiking and knocked out about 6 AT miles, 12 miles round trip. I started out just north of Route 50 and headed south from Ashby's Gap on the AT. The trail climbed steadily higher as I walked south, steeply at first and then more gradual after the first mile. About two miles in I came to an opening in the trail. This was the edge of Sky Meadows State Park, which is exactly as the name implies, a series of high alpine meadows with trails that run through them.
Just before mile 4 I said goodbye to Sky Meadows State Park and the AT meandered back into the woods as it went further south. My destination was the Dick's Dome shelter, about 2 miles south of Sky Meadows. I was making good time and the breeze was keeping the bugs away - it was a good day!
It wasn't too long before I saw the brown sign up ahead pointing me to the Dick's Dome Shelter a little ways off the AT. I always try to check out each AT shelter I come across. I have learned that all AT shelters are not created equally. It's good to have a handle on which ones to count on and which ones to avoid on a multi day hike. Dick's Dome is about 0.2 miles off the actual AT, a fairly long distance after you have been traipsing through the woods for 10 or 15 miles.
I was hoping Dick's Dome would be empty so I could really poke around and get a good feel for the place but no such luck. I could see a man setting up camp as I approached on the trail. He was wearing bright yellow Crocs as he puttered around, which I found quite comical. There is no way I would lug a pair of those ugly ass shoes this far into the woods, but that's just me.
Much to my surprise, he was very friendly and talkative, so I knew he wasn't from around here. It turns out he was from New Hampshire and his trail name was Kemo. Kemo was just a few days shy of finishing the entire AT, all 2,176 miles of it! Kemo is a section hiker and he has been hiking 75 to 200 miles of the AT for years and years. He said he began hiking it in 1967 and he will finish it this week at age 67.
I sat down and shared my carrot sticks with Kemo and we talked like old friends about Maine, New Hampshire, the crazy winter of 2010, and of our stories on the AT. I even convinced him to pose for a photo. I offered to email him a copy but he said he didn't have an email address, go figure. So Kemo, here's a salute to you and your conquering of the AT, I am right behind you! Well not right behind you, technically I am 2,093.8 miles behind you, but progress is progress!
Mood: Cleansed
Song Of The Day:
"Sleep with one eye open, gripping your pillow tight."
- Enter Sandman
Metallica
It's Ironic :
That I saw a Motorist Assistance Vehicle disabled on the side of the interstate today.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Max Kebble's Big Day!
Today is Thursday, April 15, 2010 and there is lots of stuff of note happening today. Some would say the biggest event is the deadline to file your 2009 federal tax return. Technically, today is only the deadline to file your taxes if you still owe the IRS money. If they owe you money there is no penalty for late filing. In fact, you have 3 years to get your money back from the IRS if you overpay them. After 3 years you forfeit that money to the government but 3 years seems like plenty of time to file to me. As a result, I would say this is not the biggest event of the day.
Others would say that the anniversary of Jackie Robinson breaking the color barrier in Major League Baseball is the biggest event of the day for April 15th each year. I agree to those who say that Jackie Robinson is one of the most important figures in American history and probably did more for race relations than Rosa Parks and Martin Luther King Jr. combined. This year is the 63rd anniversary of Jackie becoming the first African American to play in professional baseball. As anniversarys go, the 63rd is not a particularly memorable one so I say this also is not the biggest event of the day.
"What could be bigger than Jackie Robinson and the IRS combined" you say? "Glad you asked!" is my reply. Today is also National High Five Day. Yes, it's true, the 3rd Thursday of April each year is National High Five Day. Now I realize that this holiday isn't celebrated as much as St. Patrick's Day or Talk Like A Pirate Day but it is about time that National High Five Day got some damn recognition!
The only way today could be better is if it were also Patriot's Day, but alas Patriot's Day with it's wonderful 11:00am Red Sox game is Monday, April 19th this year.
Mood: Up High!
Movie Quote of the Day:
"You want out of here so bad you probably memorize bus schedules."
-Footloose
Song of the Day:
"You can set my truck on fire, and roll it down a hill, but I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe de Ville."
- Pickup Man
Joe Diffie
Others would say that the anniversary of Jackie Robinson breaking the color barrier in Major League Baseball is the biggest event of the day for April 15th each year. I agree to those who say that Jackie Robinson is one of the most important figures in American history and probably did more for race relations than Rosa Parks and Martin Luther King Jr. combined. This year is the 63rd anniversary of Jackie becoming the first African American to play in professional baseball. As anniversarys go, the 63rd is not a particularly memorable one so I say this also is not the biggest event of the day.
"What could be bigger than Jackie Robinson and the IRS combined" you say? "Glad you asked!" is my reply. Today is also National High Five Day. Yes, it's true, the 3rd Thursday of April each year is National High Five Day. Now I realize that this holiday isn't celebrated as much as St. Patrick's Day or Talk Like A Pirate Day but it is about time that National High Five Day got some damn recognition!
The only way today could be better is if it were also Patriot's Day, but alas Patriot's Day with it's wonderful 11:00am Red Sox game is Monday, April 19th this year.
Mood: Up High!
Movie Quote of the Day:
"You want out of here so bad you probably memorize bus schedules."
-Footloose
Song of the Day:
"You can set my truck on fire, and roll it down a hill, but I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe de Ville."
- Pickup Man
Joe Diffie
Monday, March 22, 2010
The Punch
By now you have probably heard or seen the sucker punch that Baylor women's basketball player Brittney Griner dished out to Texas Tech player Jordan Barncastle in a game on March 3rd. Everyone in the world has said repeatedly that there is no room for what she did in the game of college basketball blah, blah, blah. The problem is that no one at any level of authority is backing that statement up.
Baylor University suspended Griner for 2 games for the incident. Well, really they suspended her for 1 game. The NCAA has a mandatory 1 game suspension for behavior like this and Baylor tacked on 1 additional game. Neither the The Big 12 Conference or the NCAA tacked on any additional penalty to the one self imposed by Baylor University. Are you friggin' kidding me?
The university is supposed to come up with a fair and just punishment that takes into consideration the seriousness of the violation committed - Griner broke Barncastle's nose with the punch. Frankly, I think that Brittney Griner should be banned from the sport of women's college basketball for the rest of the 2009-10 season, maybe even for life.
For comparison, two other recent athletic suspensions have also caught my eye. Vermont suspended men's hockey player Justin Milo for the rest of the season on February 16, 2010. At the time he was the second leading scorer on the team with 21 points in 20 games played. He didn't commit an on ice incident, head coach Kevin Sneddon decided: "It was in the best interests of our program and (we) will move forward without him." The Catamounts dismissed one of their top players while fighting for their Hockey East and NCAA playoff lives.
The other recent suspension comes from my alma mater, the University of Maine. They recently suspended their starting men's hockey goaltender Scott Darling "indefinitely after violating team rules." Darling had a 15-6-3 record and the team's other two goalies were 1-9-0 at the time of the suspension. This was the third time that Darling has been suspended in his 2 years at Maine. It is suspected that the violation is related to alcohol but there is no official proof. Maine suspended Darling the weekend before the Hockey East playoffs began.
So one of the best players in women's college basketball punches an opponent in a game and gets a mere 2 game suspension while two equally crucial men's hockey players were both suspended indefinitely by their team for incidents that didn't even occur on the ice. Did Brittney Griner get special treatment because she is one of the up and coming stars in the world of women's college basketball? It sure looks that way.
Mood: Ashamed.
It's Ironic:
That St. Louis University is a member of the Atlantic 10 Conference since it is located 929 miles from the Atlantic Ocean.
Movie Quote of the Day:
"Why worry, each of us is wearing an unlicensed nuclear accelerator on our backs." - Ghostbusters
Baylor University suspended Griner for 2 games for the incident. Well, really they suspended her for 1 game. The NCAA has a mandatory 1 game suspension for behavior like this and Baylor tacked on 1 additional game. Neither the The Big 12 Conference or the NCAA tacked on any additional penalty to the one self imposed by Baylor University. Are you friggin' kidding me?
The university is supposed to come up with a fair and just punishment that takes into consideration the seriousness of the violation committed - Griner broke Barncastle's nose with the punch. Frankly, I think that Brittney Griner should be banned from the sport of women's college basketball for the rest of the 2009-10 season, maybe even for life.
For comparison, two other recent athletic suspensions have also caught my eye. Vermont suspended men's hockey player Justin Milo for the rest of the season on February 16, 2010. At the time he was the second leading scorer on the team with 21 points in 20 games played. He didn't commit an on ice incident, head coach Kevin Sneddon decided: "It was in the best interests of our program and (we) will move forward without him." The Catamounts dismissed one of their top players while fighting for their Hockey East and NCAA playoff lives.
The other recent suspension comes from my alma mater, the University of Maine. They recently suspended their starting men's hockey goaltender Scott Darling "indefinitely after violating team rules." Darling had a 15-6-3 record and the team's other two goalies were 1-9-0 at the time of the suspension. This was the third time that Darling has been suspended in his 2 years at Maine. It is suspected that the violation is related to alcohol but there is no official proof. Maine suspended Darling the weekend before the Hockey East playoffs began.
So one of the best players in women's college basketball punches an opponent in a game and gets a mere 2 game suspension while two equally crucial men's hockey players were both suspended indefinitely by their team for incidents that didn't even occur on the ice. Did Brittney Griner get special treatment because she is one of the up and coming stars in the world of women's college basketball? It sure looks that way.
Mood: Ashamed.
It's Ironic:
That St. Louis University is a member of the Atlantic 10 Conference since it is located 929 miles from the Atlantic Ocean.
Movie Quote of the Day:
"Why worry, each of us is wearing an unlicensed nuclear accelerator on our backs." - Ghostbusters
Monday, February 15, 2010
Snowmageddeon!!!
I had two competing theories about the Winter of 2010 back in December. They were polar opposites and I knew that only one of them would pan out.
A) Snow in early December is the sign of a mild winter to come.
B) Every 7th winter in Washington DC is horrible, with tons of snow.
As you probably know by now, Theory B is the big winner. The trend of every 7 winters being a ferocious one in greater Washington DC lives on.
My first year here, 1996 was horrendous. Although to me, having spent the previous 22 winters in Maine, it didn't seem that bad. By the time the winter of 2003 rolled around, with the famous President's Day Blizzard, my Yankee blood had thinned out enough so that I was totally miserable.
Flash forward another 7 years to the winter of 2010 and I am enduring the worst winter in the history of Washington DC. Ever. So far I've shoveled 63 inches of the white stuff off my car this winter season. That is a new all time record for snow in one winter and it is only mid-February. In fact, that is 5 more inches of snow than my hometown up in Maine has gotten this year. Joy.
Deja vu all over again:
It is not only DC that is in the grips of a record winter. Baltimore and Philadelphia are also sharing the love and have also set all time snowfall records this winter. Meanwhile the winter festival in Portland, Maine has been canceled due to a lack of snow and the snow is hard to find at the 2010 Winter Olympics in Vancouver, BC.
A storm even rolled through the deep south last Friday and left snow in places like Florida, Alabama and Georgia. As a result of it, 49 of the 50 U.S. states had measurable snow on the ground on Saturday, February 13, 2010. The only state without any snow was Hawaii. Hawaii sounds pretty good to me right now.
Mood: Cold
Failed Advertising Slogan of the Day:
"The Virginia Lottery: screwing you out of your hard earned money."
Movie Quote of the Day:
"He set an American League record with 4 wild pitches in one inning." - Major League
A) Snow in early December is the sign of a mild winter to come.
B) Every 7th winter in Washington DC is horrible, with tons of snow.
As you probably know by now, Theory B is the big winner. The trend of every 7 winters being a ferocious one in greater Washington DC lives on.
My first year here, 1996 was horrendous. Although to me, having spent the previous 22 winters in Maine, it didn't seem that bad. By the time the winter of 2003 rolled around, with the famous President's Day Blizzard, my Yankee blood had thinned out enough so that I was totally miserable.
Flash forward another 7 years to the winter of 2010 and I am enduring the worst winter in the history of Washington DC. Ever. So far I've shoveled 63 inches of the white stuff off my car this winter season. That is a new all time record for snow in one winter and it is only mid-February. In fact, that is 5 more inches of snow than my hometown up in Maine has gotten this year. Joy.
Deja vu all over again:
It is not only DC that is in the grips of a record winter. Baltimore and Philadelphia are also sharing the love and have also set all time snowfall records this winter. Meanwhile the winter festival in Portland, Maine has been canceled due to a lack of snow and the snow is hard to find at the 2010 Winter Olympics in Vancouver, BC.
A storm even rolled through the deep south last Friday and left snow in places like Florida, Alabama and Georgia. As a result of it, 49 of the 50 U.S. states had measurable snow on the ground on Saturday, February 13, 2010. The only state without any snow was Hawaii. Hawaii sounds pretty good to me right now.
Mood: Cold
Failed Advertising Slogan of the Day:
"The Virginia Lottery: screwing you out of your hard earned money."
Movie Quote of the Day:
"He set an American League record with 4 wild pitches in one inning." - Major League
Sunday, January 24, 2010
The Rest Of The Story
I wrote in late December at how mystified I was that Jason Bay went to the Mets for only 10% more than what the Sox offered him. It turns out what I had then for information was just the tip of the iceberg. I now 100% understand why Jason left the Sox for New York and I don't blame him one bit.
It came out this week that the Sox wanted Jason to sign a contract with all kinds of medical clauses and conditions in it even though he has been nothing but healthy in his MLB career. The Sox offered him 2 guaranteed years at $15 Million and then 2 more at $15 Million if he met certain health and productivity levels. The Mets offered him $16.5 Million per year for 4 years, guaranteed, plus an optional 5th year.
It sounds as if there is still a lot more to this story which we may or may not ever find out. Anyway, I certainly understand now why Jason took the Mets offer over what the Sox offered him. He made the best decision for himself and his family and I wish him nothing but the best.
In fact, I now am questioning the business tactics used by the Red Sox in general. If this is how they treat their best player - Jason led the Sox in Home Runs, RBI and was 2nd in Runs Scored in 2009 - during contract negotiations that doesn't say much about the organization. When you combine this with how they have treated Mike Lowell - The MVP of the 2007 World Series - over the past few months I have a very bad taste in my mouth for the Sox right now. If they keep it up they are going to get a bad reputation and the best players may start passing the Sox up no matter how much money they offer them.
Mood: Disappointed.
Failed Advertising Slogan Of The Day:
"The day you give someone a Lexus is the day you lose your soul."
It came out this week that the Sox wanted Jason to sign a contract with all kinds of medical clauses and conditions in it even though he has been nothing but healthy in his MLB career. The Sox offered him 2 guaranteed years at $15 Million and then 2 more at $15 Million if he met certain health and productivity levels. The Mets offered him $16.5 Million per year for 4 years, guaranteed, plus an optional 5th year.
It sounds as if there is still a lot more to this story which we may or may not ever find out. Anyway, I certainly understand now why Jason took the Mets offer over what the Sox offered him. He made the best decision for himself and his family and I wish him nothing but the best.
In fact, I now am questioning the business tactics used by the Red Sox in general. If this is how they treat their best player - Jason led the Sox in Home Runs, RBI and was 2nd in Runs Scored in 2009 - during contract negotiations that doesn't say much about the organization. When you combine this with how they have treated Mike Lowell - The MVP of the 2007 World Series - over the past few months I have a very bad taste in my mouth for the Sox right now. If they keep it up they are going to get a bad reputation and the best players may start passing the Sox up no matter how much money they offer them.
Mood: Disappointed.
Failed Advertising Slogan Of The Day:
"The day you give someone a Lexus is the day you lose your soul."
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Feeling Lucky, Punk?
Only a little more than two full years until the 100th anniversary of the sinking of the USS Titanic in the Atlantic Ocean. You better start planning how to commemorate this event now if you haven't already.
What better way to remember this historical tragedy than by hopping on a boat on a cruise from say, England to New York? Yes, it's the Titanic Memorial Cruise by the British travel firm Miles Morgan Travel. You and a few thousand other random people can pile onto the luxury ocean liner MS Balmoral in Southhampton, England for 12 days of adventure on the high seas.
You may want to hurry if you are interested in taking part as 12 of the 21 cabin types have wait lists and another 5 have limited availability according to their website. Right now the lowest priced cabin is about $4,324 US Dollars. I say about because the price is actually in British Pounds on the website. Thank god for online currency converters.
I am glad that there are so many people willing to tempt fate and hit the high seas 100 years to the week that the Titanic sunk to the bottom of the North Atlantic. This just sounds like a recipe for disaster to me. There is no way in hell I would go on this trip, not even if you paid me. I don't even want to speak the word Titanic the whole month of April 2012. Have fun for me and make sure to bring your life jacket!
Mood: Horrified
Movie Quote of the Day:
"Boy, this is a mother dictionary." - Say Anything
What better way to remember this historical tragedy than by hopping on a boat on a cruise from say, England to New York? Yes, it's the Titanic Memorial Cruise by the British travel firm Miles Morgan Travel. You and a few thousand other random people can pile onto the luxury ocean liner MS Balmoral in Southhampton, England for 12 days of adventure on the high seas.
You may want to hurry if you are interested in taking part as 12 of the 21 cabin types have wait lists and another 5 have limited availability according to their website. Right now the lowest priced cabin is about $4,324 US Dollars. I say about because the price is actually in British Pounds on the website. Thank god for online currency converters.
I am glad that there are so many people willing to tempt fate and hit the high seas 100 years to the week that the Titanic sunk to the bottom of the North Atlantic. This just sounds like a recipe for disaster to me. There is no way in hell I would go on this trip, not even if you paid me. I don't even want to speak the word Titanic the whole month of April 2012. Have fun for me and make sure to bring your life jacket!
Mood: Horrified
Movie Quote of the Day:
"Boy, this is a mother dictionary." - Say Anything
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
So long, dumbass!
The big news in the world of baseball today is that Jason Bay is not returning to the Boston Red Sox but is signing with the New York Mets instead. This isn't exactly a shocker, the Mets have been portrayed as the front runner to land Bay the past few weeks. The shocker is the contract that Bay got from the Mets compared to what he turned down from the Red Sox.
The Red Sox offered Bay 4 years at $60 Million, a cool $15 Million per year. The Mets are giving Bay 4 years at $66 Million, which works out to $16.5 Million per year. Jason Bay will get an extra $1.5 Million per year to play for a team that hasn't made the playoffs since 2006 and lost 92 games in 2009. He could have stayed with the Red Sox for $1.5 Million less per year and been on a team that has been to the playoffs in 6 of the last 7 years and has won 2 World Series Titles in that time.
I don't get it. I can see if the Mets were offering him $5 or $6 Million more per season but to go from a championship caliber team to a cellar dweller for a mere 10% more in salary is ludicrous to me. Is Jason Bay that obsessed with money? If so, that is really sad.
On the plus side, I am ecstatic that he didn't end up with the Yankees. That is always my biggest fear as a Red Sox fan. In fact, so far, things seem to be going in the Sox favor for 2010. The Blue Jays ace Roy Halladay is gone to the National League - sweet! The Sox signed John Lackey without having to give away half our team or best prospects - sweet! The Mike Lowell to Texas trade fell through - double sweet!
Only 50 days until Red Sox pitchers and catchers report to Ft. Meyers on February 18, 2010.
Mood: Flabbergasted.
It's Ironic:
That local radio station Mix 107.3 airs commercials touting "Commercial free Mondays" on Mondays.
Song Of The Day:
"I'm noddin' my head like "Yeah!" Movin' my hips like "Yeah!""
-Party In The USA
Miley Cyrus
The Red Sox offered Bay 4 years at $60 Million, a cool $15 Million per year. The Mets are giving Bay 4 years at $66 Million, which works out to $16.5 Million per year. Jason Bay will get an extra $1.5 Million per year to play for a team that hasn't made the playoffs since 2006 and lost 92 games in 2009. He could have stayed with the Red Sox for $1.5 Million less per year and been on a team that has been to the playoffs in 6 of the last 7 years and has won 2 World Series Titles in that time.
I don't get it. I can see if the Mets were offering him $5 or $6 Million more per season but to go from a championship caliber team to a cellar dweller for a mere 10% more in salary is ludicrous to me. Is Jason Bay that obsessed with money? If so, that is really sad.
On the plus side, I am ecstatic that he didn't end up with the Yankees. That is always my biggest fear as a Red Sox fan. In fact, so far, things seem to be going in the Sox favor for 2010. The Blue Jays ace Roy Halladay is gone to the National League - sweet! The Sox signed John Lackey without having to give away half our team or best prospects - sweet! The Mike Lowell to Texas trade fell through - double sweet!
Only 50 days until Red Sox pitchers and catchers report to Ft. Meyers on February 18, 2010.
Mood: Flabbergasted.
It's Ironic:
That local radio station Mix 107.3 airs commercials touting "Commercial free Mondays" on Mondays.
Song Of The Day:
"I'm noddin' my head like "Yeah!" Movin' my hips like "Yeah!""
-Party In The USA
Miley Cyrus
Sunday, December 6, 2009
December 5th is Evil!!!
I don't know what it is about December 5th, but for some reason it likes to snow in NoVa (Northern Virginia) on that day. Here is the weather for the last several December 5ths:
2009 - Cold, snow - 4 inches
2008 - Sunny, cold, high of 40
2007 - Cold, snow - 3 inches
2006 - Sunny, cold, high of 41
2005 - Cold, snow - 3 inches
2004 - Warm, high of 59
2003 - Cold, high of 33
2002 - Cold, snow - 6 inches
The normal high temperature is "around" 50 degrees for December 5th. I say "around" 50 because I checked 2 different websites and got 3 different answers for it. Weather Underground says it is 48 and The Weather Channel has both 49 and 51 listed as the "average" high in different parts of their colossal website.
The last eight December 5ths have been quite a change from the four before them when it was always warm and we had 2 record highs set for the date within a period of three years:
2001 - Sunny, warm, record high of 77!
2000 - Warm, high of 51
1999 - Warm, high of 66
1998 - Partly sunny, warm, record high of 73!
For the record, my first two years in NoVa featured fairly uneventful December 5th weather:
1997 - Sun to clouds, high of 46
1996 - Cold, high of 39
I suppose when you average it all up you come out with a normal high of "around" 50 degrees.
You might think that I would be appalled at snow in December and in fact it is just the opposite. I think snow in December is the sign of a mild winter to come. I was actually very worried that we are due for a really bad winter this year. The first winter I was in NoVa, 1996, was horrible and seven years later the winter of 2003 was also a bad one. If the seven year pattern holds, 2010 is due to be another rough year with a huge snowstorm hiding somewhere in it. The more snow we have now, the less likely that outcome is in my opinion. I will take 4 inches of snow in December over 24 inches in February any day!
Mood: Chilly
Song Of The Day:
"But under my hood is internal combustion power and Satan is my motor."
-Satan Is My Motor
Cake
2009 - Cold, snow - 4 inches
2008 - Sunny, cold, high of 40
2007 - Cold, snow - 3 inches
2006 - Sunny, cold, high of 41
2005 - Cold, snow - 3 inches
2004 - Warm, high of 59
2003 - Cold, high of 33
2002 - Cold, snow - 6 inches
The normal high temperature is "around" 50 degrees for December 5th. I say "around" 50 because I checked 2 different websites and got 3 different answers for it. Weather Underground says it is 48 and The Weather Channel has both 49 and 51 listed as the "average" high in different parts of their colossal website.
The last eight December 5ths have been quite a change from the four before them when it was always warm and we had 2 record highs set for the date within a period of three years:
2001 - Sunny, warm, record high of 77!
2000 - Warm, high of 51
1999 - Warm, high of 66
1998 - Partly sunny, warm, record high of 73!
For the record, my first two years in NoVa featured fairly uneventful December 5th weather:
1997 - Sun to clouds, high of 46
1996 - Cold, high of 39
I suppose when you average it all up you come out with a normal high of "around" 50 degrees.
You might think that I would be appalled at snow in December and in fact it is just the opposite. I think snow in December is the sign of a mild winter to come. I was actually very worried that we are due for a really bad winter this year. The first winter I was in NoVa, 1996, was horrible and seven years later the winter of 2003 was also a bad one. If the seven year pattern holds, 2010 is due to be another rough year with a huge snowstorm hiding somewhere in it. The more snow we have now, the less likely that outcome is in my opinion. I will take 4 inches of snow in December over 24 inches in February any day!
Mood: Chilly
Song Of The Day:
"But under my hood is internal combustion power and Satan is my motor."
-Satan Is My Motor
Cake
Friday, November 20, 2009
If It Ain't Broke...
You know the rest of that saying, I know you do. Your parents probably used it almost as much as "were you raised in a barn?" or perhaps "I'm glad you aren't my kid, you stupid imbecilic retard." OK, that is actually a line from the movie One Crazy Summer.
Anyway, every now and then a company takes what is by all accounts a wonderful product and "improves" it but the end result is that it gets fucked up all to hell. The best example of this endeavor is the 1985 introduction of, drum roll please, New Coke.
One of my favorite childhood treats and something I still seek out to this day when I am back in New England are Necco Wafers. For those unfamiliar, Necco stands for New England Confectionary Company and they are based in Revere, Massachusetts. Necco has been making Necco Wafers since 1847. They come in rolls with 8 assorted flavors. They have standard flavors like lemon, lime, chocolate and orange but also very unique flavors of clove, wintergreen, cinnamon and licorice. Just popping one in my mouth instantly takes me back to days of yore.
Well, it used to but not anymore. Necco has suddenly "updated" Necco Wafers in 2009 after 162 years of continuous sales success. Translation: "they have fucked them all to hell." Their website brags of making the candy out of all natural flavors and blah, blah, blah. That is all well and good but they suddenly taste like shit. No, I take that back, they taste like the shit that eats shit.
If I get really ambitious I may email the company to let them know they fucked this one up. A quick search of the web reveals there are lots of longtime Necco Wafer fans just as pissed off as I am. I wonder if their management team used to work for Coke in the mid-1980s?
Mood: Violated
Song Of The Day:
"I love you like a fat kid love cake."
-21 Questions
50 Cent
Anyway, every now and then a company takes what is by all accounts a wonderful product and "improves" it but the end result is that it gets fucked up all to hell. The best example of this endeavor is the 1985 introduction of, drum roll please, New Coke.
One of my favorite childhood treats and something I still seek out to this day when I am back in New England are Necco Wafers. For those unfamiliar, Necco stands for New England Confectionary Company and they are based in Revere, Massachusetts. Necco has been making Necco Wafers since 1847. They come in rolls with 8 assorted flavors. They have standard flavors like lemon, lime, chocolate and orange but also very unique flavors of clove, wintergreen, cinnamon and licorice. Just popping one in my mouth instantly takes me back to days of yore.
Well, it used to but not anymore. Necco has suddenly "updated" Necco Wafers in 2009 after 162 years of continuous sales success. Translation: "they have fucked them all to hell." Their website brags of making the candy out of all natural flavors and blah, blah, blah. That is all well and good but they suddenly taste like shit. No, I take that back, they taste like the shit that eats shit.
If I get really ambitious I may email the company to let them know they fucked this one up. A quick search of the web reveals there are lots of longtime Necco Wafer fans just as pissed off as I am. I wonder if their management team used to work for Coke in the mid-1980s?
Mood: Violated
Song Of The Day:
"I love you like a fat kid love cake."
-21 Questions
50 Cent
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Money Honeys
Are you familiar with the term Money Honeys? If your not here's the Urban Dictionary definition for the term: "Any hot female television news reporter that covers the business and finance world." The world of finance is my bread and butter so I know a thing or two about money honeys. There are oodles of websites devoted to the following and maybe even stalking of money honeys like Erin Burnett and my girl Becky Quick.
The problem with the money honeys is that they have no actual business or finance credentials. They are just pretty faces with degrees in broadcasting who can read a teleprompter. Don't get me wrong, if Erin Burnett rang my doorbell tomorrow and asked me to move to a tropical island with her you would NEVER hear from me again. EVER. That being said there are some actual money honeys who don't get as much coverage on the blogosphere but have the credentials to go along with their looks. Here are my top three:
Liz Ann Sonders - I have been in love with Liz Ann Sonders for nearly a decade since I first saw her on Wall $treet Week With Louis Rukeyser. Liz Ann knows her stuff and has the degrees and Wall Street credentials to prove it. You don't become the Chief Investment Strategist for Charles Schwab & Co. because you have a pretty face.
Danielle Hughes - Danielle is one of the few women on the floor of the New York Stock Exchange trading with all the boys in the pit day in and day out. She has worked her way up the Wall Street ladder from sales associate to CEO. She now runs her own financial services firm, Divine Capital Markets. Oh yeah, and she's smoking hot. Rich, smart and hot - what's not to love there?
Michelle Meyer - Michelle is an economic analyst with the firm Barclays Capital. Another female in a predominantly male job title. I haven't been able to locate her biography but I have heard her speak enough to know she is the real deal.
I will give honorable mention to Michelle Caruso Cabrera. Not because she has the credentials to back up her looks but because she has a porn twin. Michelle's porn twin is named Alaura Eden. They look so much alike that they could be twin sisters! I imagine millions of men in America would love to see Michelle naked and thanks to Alaura Eden they can.
Mood: Reflexive
Failed Advertising Slogan Of The Day:
"Wegmans - So Big You Can't Find Anything."
The problem with the money honeys is that they have no actual business or finance credentials. They are just pretty faces with degrees in broadcasting who can read a teleprompter. Don't get me wrong, if Erin Burnett rang my doorbell tomorrow and asked me to move to a tropical island with her you would NEVER hear from me again. EVER. That being said there are some actual money honeys who don't get as much coverage on the blogosphere but have the credentials to go along with their looks. Here are my top three:
Liz Ann Sonders - I have been in love with Liz Ann Sonders for nearly a decade since I first saw her on Wall $treet Week With Louis Rukeyser. Liz Ann knows her stuff and has the degrees and Wall Street credentials to prove it. You don't become the Chief Investment Strategist for Charles Schwab & Co. because you have a pretty face.
Danielle Hughes - Danielle is one of the few women on the floor of the New York Stock Exchange trading with all the boys in the pit day in and day out. She has worked her way up the Wall Street ladder from sales associate to CEO. She now runs her own financial services firm, Divine Capital Markets. Oh yeah, and she's smoking hot. Rich, smart and hot - what's not to love there?
Michelle Meyer - Michelle is an economic analyst with the firm Barclays Capital. Another female in a predominantly male job title. I haven't been able to locate her biography but I have heard her speak enough to know she is the real deal.
I will give honorable mention to Michelle Caruso Cabrera. Not because she has the credentials to back up her looks but because she has a porn twin. Michelle's porn twin is named Alaura Eden. They look so much alike that they could be twin sisters! I imagine millions of men in America would love to see Michelle naked and thanks to Alaura Eden they can.
Mood: Reflexive
Failed Advertising Slogan Of The Day:
"Wegmans - So Big You Can't Find Anything."
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Happy Anniversary Baby!
If you pay any attention to the stock market you know that yesterday, September 15, 2009, was the one year anniversary of the Lehman Brothers bankruptcy. It marked the beginning of the absolute free fall of the financial markets that took place over the ensuing 6 months, so it was indeed an important anniversary.
However, there is another one year anniversary today that no one has been talking about. It was one year ago today, September 16, 2008, that The Reserve's Primary Fund, a money market mutual fund, "broke the buck." The reason it broke the buck was it held some Lehman Brothers notes and paper which instantly became worthless. This caused the asset value of the fund to drop below the sacred $1.00 threshold. This was a HUGE event and it caused banks, businesses and individuals to rethink the security, safety and liquidity of all money market mutual funds, but no one is talking about it.
The Reserve was the pioneer in the money market mutual fund industry. Their breaking the buck is the equivalent of the Surgeon General of the United States admitting he has taken up smoking. The breaking of the buck was only the beginning of the troubles at The Reserve. Within a few days they froze all assets in all of their money market mutual funds, even ones that had no exposure to the toxic Lehman Brothers debt. I know this because I had one of The Reserve's other funds, the US Government Money Market Fund, in my IRA, Roth IRA and brokerage account. In an instant, the majority of my cash reserves was suddenly frozen, illiquid and inaccessible.
One year later the Reserve Primary Fund still has not returned all it's money to shareholders. This is an absolutely unacceptable outcome after 12 months have passed. The only thing more unacceptable than that is that there has been no new regulation of the financial services industry over the past 12 months. Nothing, nada, zilch.
Mood: Perplexed
Failed Advertising Slogan of the Day:
West Virginia: Lame and Annoying
Song Of The Day:
"Happy Anniversary baby! I've got you on my mind."
-Happy Anniversary
The Little River Band
However, there is another one year anniversary today that no one has been talking about. It was one year ago today, September 16, 2008, that The Reserve's Primary Fund, a money market mutual fund, "broke the buck." The reason it broke the buck was it held some Lehman Brothers notes and paper which instantly became worthless. This caused the asset value of the fund to drop below the sacred $1.00 threshold. This was a HUGE event and it caused banks, businesses and individuals to rethink the security, safety and liquidity of all money market mutual funds, but no one is talking about it.
The Reserve was the pioneer in the money market mutual fund industry. Their breaking the buck is the equivalent of the Surgeon General of the United States admitting he has taken up smoking. The breaking of the buck was only the beginning of the troubles at The Reserve. Within a few days they froze all assets in all of their money market mutual funds, even ones that had no exposure to the toxic Lehman Brothers debt. I know this because I had one of The Reserve's other funds, the US Government Money Market Fund, in my IRA, Roth IRA and brokerage account. In an instant, the majority of my cash reserves was suddenly frozen, illiquid and inaccessible.
One year later the Reserve Primary Fund still has not returned all it's money to shareholders. This is an absolutely unacceptable outcome after 12 months have passed. The only thing more unacceptable than that is that there has been no new regulation of the financial services industry over the past 12 months. Nothing, nada, zilch.
Mood: Perplexed
Failed Advertising Slogan of the Day:
West Virginia: Lame and Annoying
Song Of The Day:
"Happy Anniversary baby! I've got you on my mind."
-Happy Anniversary
The Little River Band
Monday, August 10, 2009
Joe Buck Yourself!!!
Joe Buck Yourself is the name of the Wiffleball team I am on in my first season in the DC based Potomac Wiffleball League, simply known as the PWL from here on out. You may laugh, but these people take wiffleball as serious as I do, which is not an easy thing to accomplish. They have a top notch website with game recaps, standings, stats and even league leaders. These are my people!!!
I went 6-16 with 3 doubles, 1 home run, 3 runs scored and 2 RBI in my PWL debut on Sunday, August 9, 2009. It is all there in black and white and even color on the PWL website. Yes, in color because they video tape the games and post the videos online! Now you too can see me rope a double to lead off our game against the Rough Riders and even score the winning run in the 10th inning!
This particular game is in the record books as the longest game in PWL history. (Wiffleball games are 6 innings long, not nine like baseball.) We had a 2-0 lead heading into the bottom of the 6th inning and seemed to have the game in hand as the Rough Riders were down to their last out. Then a bloop and a blast tied the game and we headed to extra innings. I actually scored or drove in all 4 runs for the team, so I think it was a pretty good PWL debut.
If you have a little free time check out the video:
http://www.potomacwiffleball.org/Videos/775/complete-game-videos-su09-week-1
The game is the 2nd from the bottom - Joe Buck Yourself vs Rough Riders. It is over 70 minutes long so here are the "Regis" highlights:
1:00 Lead off double to open the game
3:00 Score on single by Mike Lemaire
24:30 Nearly 5 minute at bat where I smack a solo home run
29:00 The actual home run is hit
64:00 Another long at bat in which I hit a solid single
66:30 The actual single is hit
67:30 Involved in a base running controversy, so much drama!
69:00 Score the game winning run on a triple by Mike Lemaire
70:00 My last at bat begins
71:00 Rip an RBI double for an extra run of insurance
I am happy to report that Joe Buck Yourself won both games on Sunday and sits in a 3-way tie for 1st place in our division.
I am unhappy to report that I did not come up with the name Joe Buck Yourself because it is clearly the BEST NAME FOR ANYTHING, EVER.
Mood: Sore
Song Of The Day:
"Come on now, no batter, no batter. Big wiffah, big wiffah!"
-Right Field
Adam Sandler
I went 6-16 with 3 doubles, 1 home run, 3 runs scored and 2 RBI in my PWL debut on Sunday, August 9, 2009. It is all there in black and white and even color on the PWL website. Yes, in color because they video tape the games and post the videos online! Now you too can see me rope a double to lead off our game against the Rough Riders and even score the winning run in the 10th inning!
This particular game is in the record books as the longest game in PWL history. (Wiffleball games are 6 innings long, not nine like baseball.) We had a 2-0 lead heading into the bottom of the 6th inning and seemed to have the game in hand as the Rough Riders were down to their last out. Then a bloop and a blast tied the game and we headed to extra innings. I actually scored or drove in all 4 runs for the team, so I think it was a pretty good PWL debut.
If you have a little free time check out the video:
http://www.potomacwiffleball.org/Videos/775/complete-game-videos-su09-week-1
The game is the 2nd from the bottom - Joe Buck Yourself vs Rough Riders. It is over 70 minutes long so here are the "Regis" highlights:
1:00 Lead off double to open the game
3:00 Score on single by Mike Lemaire
24:30 Nearly 5 minute at bat where I smack a solo home run
29:00 The actual home run is hit
64:00 Another long at bat in which I hit a solid single
66:30 The actual single is hit
67:30 Involved in a base running controversy, so much drama!
69:00 Score the game winning run on a triple by Mike Lemaire
70:00 My last at bat begins
71:00 Rip an RBI double for an extra run of insurance
I am happy to report that Joe Buck Yourself won both games on Sunday and sits in a 3-way tie for 1st place in our division.
I am unhappy to report that I did not come up with the name Joe Buck Yourself because it is clearly the BEST NAME FOR ANYTHING, EVER.
Mood: Sore
Song Of The Day:
"Come on now, no batter, no batter. Big wiffah, big wiffah!"
-Right Field
Adam Sandler
Sunday, August 2, 2009
The Road To Nowhere
One of the things I try to do everyday is go for a walk. It helps me to get some exercise, a healthy tan – which is probably an oxymoron – and clear my head. At home I walk everyday like clockwork and I try to do the same on the road as well. My mom is actually the one who got me walking, she has been walking regularly for probably a dozen years or more.
Whenever I go north for a visit mom and I always try to get in as many walks as possible. Our favorite spot is a new subdivision just a ways up the street from her. It is called Stone Creek and has a beautifully maintained entrance with a stone wall, flowers, plants and shrubs and a nicely manicured lawn. The only problem with Stone Creek is that none of the 14 house lots have been sold which makes Greystone Drive a road to nowhere.
The developers started clearing away trees and building what became Greystone Drive in the fall of 2007. By April 2008 the road was paved, lots were cleared and marked and had brand spanking new For Sale signs on them. Fifteen months later not much has changed. It could be that it was just a bad time to make a new housing development with the real estate bubble bursting or it could be that these lots are wayyyyy overpriced. They cost between $60,000 and $80,000 for lots of 2 to 4 acres. That is a steep price most anywhere in the country and seems especially high in Maine.
At first we would bet on when the first lot would sell as we walked up and down Greystone Drive. August 15th, March 21st, November 11th and so on. We have given that up entirely at this point. Now we simply discuss which of the 14 lots will be the first to be sold and the various pros and cons of each lot. My money is on lot number 1, right at the top of the hill. It has lots of tall pine trees and just looks like a very inviting place to build a home to me.
The other fascinating thing about Stone Creek is that it has a very nice community mailbox already. It has slots for all of the someday-to-be houses and even a slot for outgoing mail. I would love to pop a letter in there one day and see how long it takes to be delivered. It could be months or even years at this point before the postal service starts checking it.
Mood: Rejuvenated.
Song Of The Day:
"There ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees."
-Ain't No Rest For The Wicked
Cage The Elephant
Whenever I go north for a visit mom and I always try to get in as many walks as possible. Our favorite spot is a new subdivision just a ways up the street from her. It is called Stone Creek and has a beautifully maintained entrance with a stone wall, flowers, plants and shrubs and a nicely manicured lawn. The only problem with Stone Creek is that none of the 14 house lots have been sold which makes Greystone Drive a road to nowhere.
The developers started clearing away trees and building what became Greystone Drive in the fall of 2007. By April 2008 the road was paved, lots were cleared and marked and had brand spanking new For Sale signs on them. Fifteen months later not much has changed. It could be that it was just a bad time to make a new housing development with the real estate bubble bursting or it could be that these lots are wayyyyy overpriced. They cost between $60,000 and $80,000 for lots of 2 to 4 acres. That is a steep price most anywhere in the country and seems especially high in Maine.
At first we would bet on when the first lot would sell as we walked up and down Greystone Drive. August 15th, March 21st, November 11th and so on. We have given that up entirely at this point. Now we simply discuss which of the 14 lots will be the first to be sold and the various pros and cons of each lot. My money is on lot number 1, right at the top of the hill. It has lots of tall pine trees and just looks like a very inviting place to build a home to me.
The other fascinating thing about Stone Creek is that it has a very nice community mailbox already. It has slots for all of the someday-to-be houses and even a slot for outgoing mail. I would love to pop a letter in there one day and see how long it takes to be delivered. It could be months or even years at this point before the postal service starts checking it.
Mood: Rejuvenated.
Song Of The Day:
"There ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees."
-Ain't No Rest For The Wicked
Cage The Elephant
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