Saturday, April 28, 2007
On blood vs. ketchup...
An open letter to anyone who cares whether Curt Schilling was really bleeding or not back in the 2004 ALCS:
Sox 4 - Yankees 3
Sox 4 - Cardinals 0
Who cares? Go bitch about something useful, like Barry Bonds and BALCO.
All our love,
Red Sox Nation.
Sorry 'bout the nerdlieness...
Mostly these days I think about baseball. My roto league and the Northern League (picked up the season tickets today...that's what I call EXCITING!) take up a lot of my brain time.
There is, however, a provincial election coming up. All the parties seem to be talking about getting tough on crime - here's what bothers me: if we already have more cops per capita than most (any?) other city in Canada, and crime is still a problem, shouldn't we start thinking about hiring better cops rather than more cops? I'd like to vote for the party that says they're going to come out and hire smarter cops.
Also, last time I checked, the Criminal Code was a federal matter. So please, Messrs. Politiques, pray tell me what the #$%^ y'all could do about crime even if you wanted to? If someone wants to oust the NDP, they're going to have to come up with a better reason than Mr. Doer is "soft on crime."
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Yes, I love technology...not as much as you you see...but I still love technology...always and forever...always and forever...
I subscribed to MLB TV this year, and now I can watch any game from anywhere with an internet connection. I love this interweb thingy.
FYI, that's a RETARDED amount of baseball.
Friday, April 20, 2007
Life is skittles and life is beer...
It's lovely outside now - like in the +20s. At that time where we can actually stop using the word "plus" to describe the temperature. With that comes more poeple people outside. Last night outside my place of employment there was a fire in a dumpster. Actually it was a fire beside a dumpster, but nonetheless.
My co-worker called 911 and the firefighters who came to put it out said that it was their fourth call of the night, and it was not yet even 10:00 pm. It was a bunch of kids that did it - people saw them take off. They left a bike behind, and I have to admit I was amazed at the balls on the kids, who marched right back to the scene to retrieve for the bike while the firefighters were still there!
There were 4 of them, ranging in ages from about 6 to about 11. At first I was mad at the little pricks for doing it. Then I wondered "why are 6 year old kids out lighting fires at 10 pm?" I can think of 2 reasons, both of which made me more sad than angry. One is because their parents are at work trying to support them, and the other is that thir parents don't give a shit about them. Either way, it's really crappy.
I have the whole weekend off and I am pleased about that. My baseball pool is in the proverbial toilet, which I am not so happy about. Hockey playoffs are underway, which I am completely indifferent about.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
So It Goes
Mr. Vonnegut is gone. Goodnight sir, I will miss you dearly. As will Leon Trotsky Trout, Eugene Debs Hartke, Billy Pilgrim, Eliot Rosewater, and Dwayne Hoover. Phillip Farmer might. Rudy Waltz still feels guilty about it.
Thanks Kurt.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
This is for the Rheostatics. We're all richer for having seen them tonight.
What do you have to do to get someone somewhere on the goddamn internet to post a Rheostatics setlist from the March 30 2007 Massey Hall show?
Thanks for the memories, Dave, Tim, Martin, and Michael/Don/Dave (and even Steve, who filled in for a weekend in 2002).
The Rheostatics are now things (kings?) of the past. As Mr. Bidini wrote to me the other day, "thoughts turn to opening day." Damn right they do, but who will sing the anthem?