God Answers All Prayers...

God Answers All Prayers...it's just that, sometimes, the answer is "no".

Another Boring Day @ The Desk

So, here I am, just cranked out release #52 on the day...less than an hour to go. The weather is perfect everywhere but in the northeast, so my brain has been on idle all day.

Yesterday was another story. 3 broken airplanes...including one in Canada (which is a huge pain when you have to involve customs pre-clearance, etc.)...kept my head on a swivel all day. Trying to figure out a way to save flights from being canceled in a situation like that causes a tension headache so hardcore.

So, like I said in the last post...I'm posting from my Crackberry (thanks for the replacement, SJ). This little sucker has me wondering if I even want to upgrade to an iPhone. Of course, the more I look, the harder the choice is. Maybe I should hold out for the inevitable 32GB model.

Just some scattershooting...I'm so tired, I've got nothing else.

Down the road...

Crackberry Blogging

So, I've never really blogged much from the road...but I think that might change now that I have this evil little Crackberry. I'm addicted....
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MySpace.com - Front to Back: Ben Folds Five Reunion! Live, Sept 18th.

I still...to this day...LOVE Ben Folds Five.

Ben Folds Five - MySpace Front To Back concert

The Sox Might Be The Death Of Me...(Dub Blogs from the 7th inning on in...)

2022 - Top of the 7th...Tampa leads 2-0. Youk up to bat...and he pops it up and out. This game might kill me.

2024 - I keep a pack of Camel Lights in my underwear drawer that I let myself break into when I'm about to go nuts...and I just broke into it.

2026 - The Sox took the early lead...all was well. Then the Rays have scored twice and I'm getting nervous. Garza should be getting tired by now...well above 100 pitches now. And he walks J.D. Bay is up...I know he has it in him. Two strikeouts tonight...he's due. Let's get 2 runs here!

2029 - I've been imbibing the unofficial beer of Soxtober...Sam Adams Octoberfest...'til 1900 when my 8 hours was up. I wish I was drunk.

2030 - Bay gets a hit to left! Two on now...one out. And Maddon is on the mound to talk to Garza. Leave him in...leave him in.

2031 - TBS is on a roll with the "Hottie Cam"...plenty of hottie Florida girls in the crowd. Also, plenty of white trash Florida girls as well. It's feast or famine.

2032 - Just saw on FARK.com that the Bucs retired Mike Alstott's jersey tonight...and misspelled his name on one of the framed jerseys. LOL! I remember Madden '98...that guy was unstoppable!

2033 - Kotsay just popped out...but got J.D. over to 3rd. V-Tek up to bat. Oh, Captain, My Captain! I put my trust and faith in you! Let's knock another out like the 6th inning last night...that would be huge.

2035 - Tek has a 1-2 count. Garza at 115 pitches...come on Tek-Money!

2036 - Tek strikes out. TBS cuts to an annoying Lincoln MKS commercial. I love "Space Oddity"...but I'm not sure which version is creepier. Bathroom break to avoid the Charles Schwab "We're begging you to not take your money out of our investment firm" commercial. Damn...not fast enough.

2041 - Back...leftover pizza not exactly sitting well with my body's disdain for milk/cheese products. Sat down in time to see frickin' Willy Aybar bomb one to left. In the starting lineups, Buck Martinez mentioned that Aybar hadn't hit one out in the ALCS and I remember thinking to myself, "he'll knock one out". And, he did.

2043 - Lester hasn't lost consecutive starts in his MLB career. Let's not start tonight! I'll settle for an Okajima/Papelbon win. Let's just get this one!

2045 - Yes, we know Chip, Rocco Baldelli is an "inspriational story". For the 4th time tonight. We get it. Have you forgotten about the guy on the mound and his story?

2046 - 2 down, bot. 7th. Barlett up. Lester has 2 strikes on him by way of foul balls...and Bartlett just won't go down. Crisp grabs the popup...and we got to the 8th.

2048 - OK, a note about this announcing crew. I can't stand Buck Martinez on XM Radio...I really can't stand him here. He's a poor man's Jerry Remy (at least in the semi-whiny-voice department). Ron Darling...I always wanted to punch that guy when I watched him pitch as a kid. Chip Caray...will never be his grandfather. And, yes, if I were a hot dog, I WOULD eat myself, Norm.

2052 - E6! I'll take it! Man on first...and Maddon pulls Garza. Getting ancy.

2054 - OK, the DirecTV ads with the little girl from "Poltergeist" bother me. I mean, it's not that she's dead. Anyone who knows me knows that, with me, nothing is sacred. However, there's just something odd about dead little girl pitching satellite TV.

2056 - Dan Wheeler...how's about a repeat of the other night? Pretty please? Cut to Garza squatting in the dugout...looking a bit like me in the woods on my last camping trip.

2057 - CoCo at the bat. Cora at 1st. Wheeler seems a bit nervous about Alex's speed. CoCo tries to bunt and pops it foul...2-2 count. CoCo gets a base hit to right! Men on 1st and 2nd...and Chip Caray is doing his best to jinx it with phrases like "You give the Red Sox life, the take the life from you!". Grrrr...

2059 - My boy Pedroia up. "The Little Horse". MVP of this series if they pull it out. And he's got a 1-1 count...but he IS the best 2 strike hitter in baseball. And he pops out out to left...thanks for more jinxing, Buck.

2101 - Maddon pulls Wheeler...and more commercial fun. Orbitz sucks. Seriously. May all of those little websites die. Bring back real travel agents!

2103 - J.P. Howell now pitching. Lefty/Lefty matchup with Papi. Howell has fear in his eyes. Papi looks at strike one. Cut to shot of crazy Rays fan. I didn't know they had those. He must be drunk and forgot where he is.

2105 - Papi 0-2 count. I still have the faith.

2106 - Papi 1-2 count. I still have the faith. I'm wondering what Papi's undershirt says...

2106 - Papi check-swing that just scared the living piss outta me. I honestly thought he went around for strike 3.

2107 - Still trying to figure out what Papi's undershirt says around the collar.

2108 - I just saw an old woman in a Rays jersey screaming "Come On, Papi!". She's a bit confused.

2109 - Papi grounds to 2nd and they get CoCo at 2nd. Cora on 3rd...Papi on first. The Greek God of Walks (and 10+ pitch at-bats) is up next. Maddon pulls Howell.

2112 - OK, I admit. New Bond flick looks awesome. i wish I were Daniel Craig. But, I digress.

2113 - Bradford in. Yoooooouk is up. Batting .400 against Bradford...and almost takes one to the right knee. 2 balls for Youk (insert rimshot here). Make that three and take away my crotch humour...

2115 - Youk's beard is glorious...just for the record. Full count...and Youk is staying alive. Runners will go...need a blooper! Ball 4! I'll take it! Bases loaded... And Maddon brings in another pitcher for J.D Drew. With any luck, he'll run out.

2117 - Our Sweet Clean Lord Jesus...Oh, Prophet Mohammed...All Knowing Buddha...Dearest Lord Raptor Jesus...whoever...just let J.D. earn his bloated paycheck in this at-bat.

2119 - Drew strikes out on a piss-poor checkswing. Shit.

2120 - And now, an iPhone commercial. Sorry Apple, I'm holding out for that 32GB model you're holding over our heads.

2123 - I have to work at 0300. And I'm staying up. For this.

2125 - Okajima has 2 down in rapid succession. Maybe we should have put him in earlier. Pena up...TV now on mute. I can take no more of Buck Martinez.

2127 - TV muted, iTunes up...Dropkick Murphys blaring on the lappy. And Okajima gets 3 up, 3 down. "Tessie" plays on repeat to the end...well...maybe some "Shipping Up to Boston".

2130 - "'Tessie',
"Nuf Ced" McGreevey shouted,
We're not here to mess around.
Boston, you know we love you madly
Hear the crowd roar to your sound
Don't blame us if we ever doubt you
You know we couldn't live without you
Tessie, you are the only, only, only!"

2131 - Price nearly takes Bay's knees. You're 3 outs from a World Series and you're throwing shit. Nice.

2132 - Bay is keeping the at-bat alive.

2133 - Still foulin'.

2134 - Ball four! Kotsay up. Kotsay...it's your turn! OK, the bunt was a decent idea...but, alas, no dice. Strike one. Foul down the 1st bas...hello, concerned Red Sox hottie. What was I saying again?

2136 - Kotsay strikes out looking. Pitchtrax shows the pitch way outside. Now, I know that thing isn't exactly accurate, but...ahem...FUCK YOU UMP!

2138 - Tek at bat. 1-1 count. For the love of God, Tek...show us why you're our Captain. Make that 1-2. Looks at ball 2 high. Hell...I'll settle for anything here.

2139 - And Tek strikes out. The Rays are 1 out from the World Series. One...Frickin'...Out. And our final hope is...Jed Lowrie???

2140 - Shit. The Rays. An expansion team that once had a rainbow-esque yellow/orange/purple in their team logo...are going to the Series. The Rays. *sigh*

2143 - Cue the Dropkick Murphys "Amazing Grace"...poor a glass of Chocolate Silk Soymilk...and prepare for the barrage of anti-Sox text messages.

2144 - I still want to shop where Craig Sager gets his suits. That purple paisley tie with the pin-striped jacket is awesome.

Congrats Rays...thanks for ruining my week.

And, now, for words I never thought I would ever say: GO PHILLIES!

Scary...

I got saw this on my friend Margaret's Tumblr...and it reminds me of the Bill Maher movie Religulous that I saw last week (which, by the way, if you haven't seen it yet...go see it!).



I must ask, when did the United States become a "Christian Nation"? Oh, wait...we're not. Our forefathers had the foresight to keep religion separate from the law...yet the religious kooks have taken and bastardized the views of those who were deliberate in leaving our basis of law religion-free.

Like Thomas Jefferson said in a letter to Dr. Thomas Cooper, February 10, 1814: "Christianity neither is, nor ever was a part of the common law".

Let's keep it that way.

Obey the Cheerleader!

So my Sox did it the other night. It was...AWESOME! I was riding a high that has put me over to the game tonight. As it stands right now...the Sox are leading 2-1 in the bottom of the 3rd.

I have the faith. Let's do it again! Until then, here's some greatness. A) It's funny...and B) Hayden is hot and deserves more face-time on this blog. :)

See more Hayden Panettiere videos at Funny or Die

On the verge of a heart attack...

Why? Why do the Red Sox do this to me? They get themselves in a hole...then give me hope. They put me on pins and needles...I hope for the best...expect the worst. It's the best/worst feeling in the world. Papi comes through in glorious ways...Youkilis and Pedroia give it their all...but will it be enough? That's the hardest thing to watch for a Sox fan.

So, c'mon Sox! Give me one more game! We'll take it from there!

I still don't know why this is so funny to me...

I still don't know why this is so funny to me...but it cracked me up.