Whenever we’re in that August 15-August 1 date range, I listen to “Waiting in the Weeds” by the Eagles almost every day. Kind of like listening to the Bee Gees “First of May” every...September 15.
Thanks to Q for inviting me to Cardinals-Cubs in Wrigley Field. Last Sunday night. The only player I reacted to was that scumbag Yadier Molina and I booed him vociferously. Of course, he hit two home runs. But this is the first game I have seen the Cubs lose at home in maybe 5 years. So the law of averages is catching up. The same law had better start catching up for the Mets record in that ballpark.
Before the game, we went to Cheesie’s, about three blocks south of Wrigley. This place specializes in making unique grilled cheese sandwiches. I had the monthly special, the Rocky Balboa. It was American, provolone, and Cheese Whiz along with Philly steak, sautéed mushrooms, and sautéed onions inside two thick pieces of sourdough bread. It was a great sandwich, though I could have used more steak. And the fries were pretty mediocre, I should have gone with sweet potato instead. I did like the Gold Peak iced tea dispenser however.
New York gets hit with the 6.0 earthquake on Tuesday and now Hurricane Irene is going to hit Saturday night. 100 mph winds running through the entire Eastern seaboard.
At long last, Come Thirsty has a social event on Saturday night. We used to do it once every month or two. It’s been four months and that is way too long.
Vanessa is such a sweet, interesting girl. But she’s almost too quiet and elusive. I know I am pretty intense, and to be fair, I don’t know if she can handle it. I don’t know if I really fit in with the whole Midwest mentality sometimes.
How in the world did I stop growing hair in the lower left part of my goatee? I need freakin’ Rogaine for my face!
I love ROH, but right now, I need something to really get me super excited about it again. A new star, a new feud, more shows, just something. Maybe Punk in WWE is overshadowing it a little bit.
Upcoming books: Countdown to Lockdown by Mick Foley and Beyond Belief by Josh Hamilton
I am so ready for hockey season to begin.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Hangover Sunday
My eyes are weighing on me, but I'm hanging in there pretty well. Debating if I will go to Dwayne's house to watch Summer Slam or go to the Wood Dale Prairie festival. Probably depends on the weather.
1) Got 6 of 8 matches correct for the ROH show. Davey vs Roderick was awesome, as to be expected. The sleek, new look of the ring and guardrails was tremendous, the lighting looked incredibly professional, and the crowd was hot. Then came the audio issues and unexpected 10-15 minute delays between matches. Taping ended at 12:15 am which was just crazy.
2) Heartbreaking softball loss in the quarterfinals, 13-12. Season over. I batted 3-for-4, scored twice, drove in three, and made two catches, though I missed a dive in the first inning. But I did single and score to lead off the seventh inning when we were down by two. The mental mistakes were a joke. Runners on first and second, two outs, down by one, 5th place hitter coming up. Ground ball to the shortstop. With the muddy infield, he can't field it, so he just traps hit deep in the hole. And our ingenious captain breaks for home. And he's thrown out by three steps. It was a horrible way to lose. We gave them run after run after run.
1) Got 6 of 8 matches correct for the ROH show. Davey vs Roderick was awesome, as to be expected. The sleek, new look of the ring and guardrails was tremendous, the lighting looked incredibly professional, and the crowd was hot. Then came the audio issues and unexpected 10-15 minute delays between matches. Taping ended at 12:15 am which was just crazy.
2) Heartbreaking softball loss in the quarterfinals, 13-12. Season over. I batted 3-for-4, scored twice, drove in three, and made two catches, though I missed a dive in the first inning. But I did single and score to lead off the seventh inning when we were down by two. The mental mistakes were a joke. Runners on first and second, two outs, down by one, 5th place hitter coming up. Ground ball to the shortstop. With the muddy infield, he can't field it, so he just traps hit deep in the hole. And our ingenious captain breaks for home. And he's thrown out by three steps. It was a horrible way to lose. We gave them run after run after run.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
NYC Part 2
So I woke up and her mom went to get us all breakfast from the local bagel joint. I had a fine sandwich and met Francis and his girlfriend, Lauren. I didn't need to see the guy wearing a Cubs hat though! Especially when he's a Yankees fan. Catherine and I left at 9 for a long day in the city.
We took a five minute walk to the Middle Village subway station, the last stop on the M line. I must say, it must be pretty cool to live so close to public transportation. And the hour long Metra rail to Chicago does not count, at least not compared to this.
We walked Christ the King, where she went to high school. While we were sitting on the platform waiting for the train to arrive, we shared our first daytime kiss. The heat was really getting intense. And the weather was getting warm also...Anyway, I digress. We took the M, L, and some other line to Brooklyn Heights, where St. Francis College is. So I finally got to see where Dad went to school.
We stopped at Tim Horton's/Nathan's/Pizza Hut/KFC. Catherine got her customary iced coffee. More than anything, I needed water, but I passed. We then did something I always wanted to do in New York, we walked the Brooklyn Bridge into Manhattan. There isn't much room either way, but man, those bicyclists ride in their lane like they own the whole thing! I got some great views of Staten Island and the Statue of Liberty. After we passed the halfway point, there was a huge film crew taking half the bridge. From what I could gather, they were preparing shoot another one of those Geico ads. Guess I have to keep my eyes open for that one.
We walked over to the South Street Seaport. There was a crew preparing a stage for a concert and a lot of boats going in and out, kind of like Navy Pier. I really appreciate the $1.00 Dasanis, especially after so much walking! But of course, we had to stop in the Yankees Clubhouse store. Catherine almost forgot her camera in there, but thankfully, we recovered it. I was just happy to grab some A/C. We went in the "mall" area and I brought a couple of magnets designed to look like New York subway lines. We also brought a few caps at Lids, she got a Brooklyn Dodgers and a Guinness hat while I got a sweet Jets hat. It's mostly black and green, but the design of the colors make the hat look really fashionable. The other place we checked out was the Christmas store. We saw lots of ornaments and decorations. Some were even sports-themed. Catherine was a little agitated that they had Islanders merchandise, but no Rangers. I pointed out they didn't have any Knicks stuff either, so maybe it was a MSG thing.
We took another train up to Greenwich Village, where her grandmother lives. We rang her doorbell, not knowing if she'd answer, since she was preparing to leave for a month-long trip to Italy that very afternoon. Well, she was there. And so were her uncle, aunt, and two ten-year-old twin cousins, Michael and Gabriella. Sadly, they're all Yankee fans. But at least I felt accepted when I said I was a Rangers fan.
Now this is one of those old school residence buildings. the apartment was on the fifth floor and there is no elevator. All I could think was how brutal it must to be move in and out of there. But the apartment amazed me. It made my grandparents old Brooklyn residence look like a Victorian mansion. Three tiny bedrooms, a kitchen that would fit in most of today's bathrooms and a bathroom that was so small, I could not even extend my arms. I'm certainly not complaining about it, but considering how large a "single-family home" is nowadays (three levels, three bedrooms, 2.5 bathrooms, two-car garage, etc), I can't imagine a family of four staying in a apartment so small without constantly annoying each other.
I did manage to get a beautiful slice of pizza from Pizza Box, a local Greenwich joint. Oh it was so perfect! I also drank a small glass of cherry-flavored seltzer. I think nobody drinks seltzer except New Yorkers who are 60 years old and up. And I can understand why. Put it this way, I prefer cherry Coke to cherry seltzer.
We didn't have too much time to spend in the Village so we took some subway line to the NHL Store. I have to say first, I give Catherine all the props, that she knows these lines inside and out. Anyway back to the store. There was one rack with just Rangers and Blackhawks jerseys. It was like that rack was meant just for Catherine to explore! I didn't purchase anything, I had already spent like $50 already. I still want one of those Rangers Heritage jerseys though! But it's true, we all want what we can't have, don't we?
There was a street festival going on right outside too. The smoothie bar looked particularly inviting. But we walked northeast, past Radio City Music Hall and NBC Studios to Rockefeller Plaza. This was actually the same area I walked through with Mom and Dad last August. I have to admit, it made me feel a little melancholy. We found Tri-Tip Grill. We spent about $12 each and I have to say we made a good choice. I had a solid 6-ounce tri-tip sandwich with au jus and caramelized onions. The beef was very tender, a little peppery for sure. But I added some BBQ sauce and that really helped to balance out the flavors much better. The fries with BBQ sauce tasted really good too.
It was around 3 pm by now so we headed towards Yankee Stadium. We got to walk through Times Square first though. I wish I could retrace the subway lines but there is no way I can do that. I know we got on the 4 eventually. And there were a few couples making out on the train too. When we arrived, the first game of the doubleheader was in the 8th inning and the Yankees led by a large margin. We went over to the Dugout and had a couple of beers. There was one drunk douche who was standing/leaning in the middle of the floor. He was holding a full bottle of Coors Light and I saw him drop it. It landed on the side, so half the beer poured out. He picked it up, only to immediately drop it again. Here's the deal, if you're too drunk to hold onto the beer bottle, it's probably time to call it a night. I also remember there was a group of folk near us, three guys and a girl. I have no idea who knew who. But they were talking Giants and Jets and the girl, who was incredibly wasted, saw my Jets hat and called me Mark Sanchez, her boyfriend. I left that one alone.
So we had to stand outside the stadium for 45 minutes in 90 degree heat, while we waited for the doors to open for the nightcap. We got in and headed straight to the Yankee Museum in right field. A wall of autographs, a wall with a baseball signed of almost every Yankee, displays for every World Series ring, displays for Lou Gehrig, George Steinbrenner, and Hispanic ballplayers.
We went into the Steiner store just to see what memorabilia was available. Games, uniforms, lineup cards, bats, there was some cool stuff. Right outside was the fresh lemonade stand and I happily gulped one down. I mean, the cheapest beer I could find cost $9.00. Out here, I can buy a 12-pack of MGD or Budweiser for $9.00 if I want. By the time we got to the Stadium, my feet were throbbing from so much walking, I just had to sit.
We sat in the upper deck right field stands, about halfway up, a pretty good spot. The Orioles threatened to score in the top of the first inning, but failed. The Yankees? Well, by the time they were done with the first inning, they were leading 12-0. the one inning alone lasted an entire hour. They wound up winning 17-3. And during the inning, Jayson Werth hit a three-run homer, giving the Nationals all the runs they would need against the Mets. I cursed him out. Apparently, that did not go over so well.
I said nothing for a good three hours. It wasn't that the Yankees were winning. The game was boring, I was exhausted, and I felt very uneasy that my 20's were all but over. We left in the eighth inning and it took a good hour and fifteen minutes to get home. We had to wait on the platform for at least ten minutes for the 4 train, which made about 15 stops before we got off. I guess it was 11 pm when we got back to Middle Village. And Nicole was waiting for us in her car, I guess he had been waiting for over an hour. Her first words I heard her say..."I gotta pee so bad."
We all went inside and chatted with Catherine's mom for about a half hour. But in truth, I was ready to settle down in the basement. I started packing, used the Internet and drank Yuengling beer for the first time in my life. I wound up having two, it was so good. Shame we can't get that beer in Illinois. Meanwhile, she took a shower and came downstairs in a Corona tank top and athletic shorts. It was good.
And so the morning arrived. It was my birthday. Number 30. July 31, 2011. We got up around 5:30 and I got the 7:10 plane out. How I made it to church, softball, and dinner at ZaZa's and didn't completely pass out, I have no idea. My eyes were half open the entire day.
We took a five minute walk to the Middle Village subway station, the last stop on the M line. I must say, it must be pretty cool to live so close to public transportation. And the hour long Metra rail to Chicago does not count, at least not compared to this.
We walked Christ the King, where she went to high school. While we were sitting on the platform waiting for the train to arrive, we shared our first daytime kiss. The heat was really getting intense. And the weather was getting warm also...Anyway, I digress. We took the M, L, and some other line to Brooklyn Heights, where St. Francis College is. So I finally got to see where Dad went to school.
We stopped at Tim Horton's/Nathan's/Pizza Hut/KFC. Catherine got her customary iced coffee. More than anything, I needed water, but I passed. We then did something I always wanted to do in New York, we walked the Brooklyn Bridge into Manhattan. There isn't much room either way, but man, those bicyclists ride in their lane like they own the whole thing! I got some great views of Staten Island and the Statue of Liberty. After we passed the halfway point, there was a huge film crew taking half the bridge. From what I could gather, they were preparing shoot another one of those Geico ads. Guess I have to keep my eyes open for that one.
We walked over to the South Street Seaport. There was a crew preparing a stage for a concert and a lot of boats going in and out, kind of like Navy Pier. I really appreciate the $1.00 Dasanis, especially after so much walking! But of course, we had to stop in the Yankees Clubhouse store. Catherine almost forgot her camera in there, but thankfully, we recovered it. I was just happy to grab some A/C. We went in the "mall" area and I brought a couple of magnets designed to look like New York subway lines. We also brought a few caps at Lids, she got a Brooklyn Dodgers and a Guinness hat while I got a sweet Jets hat. It's mostly black and green, but the design of the colors make the hat look really fashionable. The other place we checked out was the Christmas store. We saw lots of ornaments and decorations. Some were even sports-themed. Catherine was a little agitated that they had Islanders merchandise, but no Rangers. I pointed out they didn't have any Knicks stuff either, so maybe it was a MSG thing.
We took another train up to Greenwich Village, where her grandmother lives. We rang her doorbell, not knowing if she'd answer, since she was preparing to leave for a month-long trip to Italy that very afternoon. Well, she was there. And so were her uncle, aunt, and two ten-year-old twin cousins, Michael and Gabriella. Sadly, they're all Yankee fans. But at least I felt accepted when I said I was a Rangers fan.
Now this is one of those old school residence buildings. the apartment was on the fifth floor and there is no elevator. All I could think was how brutal it must to be move in and out of there. But the apartment amazed me. It made my grandparents old Brooklyn residence look like a Victorian mansion. Three tiny bedrooms, a kitchen that would fit in most of today's bathrooms and a bathroom that was so small, I could not even extend my arms. I'm certainly not complaining about it, but considering how large a "single-family home" is nowadays (three levels, three bedrooms, 2.5 bathrooms, two-car garage, etc), I can't imagine a family of four staying in a apartment so small without constantly annoying each other.
I did manage to get a beautiful slice of pizza from Pizza Box, a local Greenwich joint. Oh it was so perfect! I also drank a small glass of cherry-flavored seltzer. I think nobody drinks seltzer except New Yorkers who are 60 years old and up. And I can understand why. Put it this way, I prefer cherry Coke to cherry seltzer.
We didn't have too much time to spend in the Village so we took some subway line to the NHL Store. I have to say first, I give Catherine all the props, that she knows these lines inside and out. Anyway back to the store. There was one rack with just Rangers and Blackhawks jerseys. It was like that rack was meant just for Catherine to explore! I didn't purchase anything, I had already spent like $50 already. I still want one of those Rangers Heritage jerseys though! But it's true, we all want what we can't have, don't we?
There was a street festival going on right outside too. The smoothie bar looked particularly inviting. But we walked northeast, past Radio City Music Hall and NBC Studios to Rockefeller Plaza. This was actually the same area I walked through with Mom and Dad last August. I have to admit, it made me feel a little melancholy. We found Tri-Tip Grill. We spent about $12 each and I have to say we made a good choice. I had a solid 6-ounce tri-tip sandwich with au jus and caramelized onions. The beef was very tender, a little peppery for sure. But I added some BBQ sauce and that really helped to balance out the flavors much better. The fries with BBQ sauce tasted really good too.
It was around 3 pm by now so we headed towards Yankee Stadium. We got to walk through Times Square first though. I wish I could retrace the subway lines but there is no way I can do that. I know we got on the 4 eventually. And there were a few couples making out on the train too. When we arrived, the first game of the doubleheader was in the 8th inning and the Yankees led by a large margin. We went over to the Dugout and had a couple of beers. There was one drunk douche who was standing/leaning in the middle of the floor. He was holding a full bottle of Coors Light and I saw him drop it. It landed on the side, so half the beer poured out. He picked it up, only to immediately drop it again. Here's the deal, if you're too drunk to hold onto the beer bottle, it's probably time to call it a night. I also remember there was a group of folk near us, three guys and a girl. I have no idea who knew who. But they were talking Giants and Jets and the girl, who was incredibly wasted, saw my Jets hat and called me Mark Sanchez, her boyfriend. I left that one alone.
So we had to stand outside the stadium for 45 minutes in 90 degree heat, while we waited for the doors to open for the nightcap. We got in and headed straight to the Yankee Museum in right field. A wall of autographs, a wall with a baseball signed of almost every Yankee, displays for every World Series ring, displays for Lou Gehrig, George Steinbrenner, and Hispanic ballplayers.
We went into the Steiner store just to see what memorabilia was available. Games, uniforms, lineup cards, bats, there was some cool stuff. Right outside was the fresh lemonade stand and I happily gulped one down. I mean, the cheapest beer I could find cost $9.00. Out here, I can buy a 12-pack of MGD or Budweiser for $9.00 if I want. By the time we got to the Stadium, my feet were throbbing from so much walking, I just had to sit.
We sat in the upper deck right field stands, about halfway up, a pretty good spot. The Orioles threatened to score in the top of the first inning, but failed. The Yankees? Well, by the time they were done with the first inning, they were leading 12-0. the one inning alone lasted an entire hour. They wound up winning 17-3. And during the inning, Jayson Werth hit a three-run homer, giving the Nationals all the runs they would need against the Mets. I cursed him out. Apparently, that did not go over so well.
I said nothing for a good three hours. It wasn't that the Yankees were winning. The game was boring, I was exhausted, and I felt very uneasy that my 20's were all but over. We left in the eighth inning and it took a good hour and fifteen minutes to get home. We had to wait on the platform for at least ten minutes for the 4 train, which made about 15 stops before we got off. I guess it was 11 pm when we got back to Middle Village. And Nicole was waiting for us in her car, I guess he had been waiting for over an hour. Her first words I heard her say..."I gotta pee so bad."
We all went inside and chatted with Catherine's mom for about a half hour. But in truth, I was ready to settle down in the basement. I started packing, used the Internet and drank Yuengling beer for the first time in my life. I wound up having two, it was so good. Shame we can't get that beer in Illinois. Meanwhile, she took a shower and came downstairs in a Corona tank top and athletic shorts. It was good.
And so the morning arrived. It was my birthday. Number 30. July 31, 2011. We got up around 5:30 and I got the 7:10 plane out. How I made it to church, softball, and dinner at ZaZa's and didn't completely pass out, I have no idea. My eyes were half open the entire day.
Friday, August 12, 2011
ROH Taping tomorrow
Well, tomorrow night, Ring of Honor holds their first TV taping for the Sinclair Broadcast network. I am seriously pumped up for this show, though it will likely mark the last appearance of the Kings of Wrestling in ROH before they head to WWE. My picks are in bold.
ROH World Title Match
Davey Richards defends vs. Roderick Strong with Truth Martini
World Tag Team Title Match
Wrestling’s Greatest Tag Team (Shelton Benjamin & Charlie Haas) vs. The Kings of Wrestling (Chris Hero & Claudio Castagnoli) with Shane Hagadorn
World TV Title Match
El Generico defends vs. Jay Lethal
Grudge Tag Team Match
Jay and Mark Briscoe vs. The All Night Express
“Defy or Deny” Rematch
Eddie Edwards vs. Michael Elgin with Truth Martini
Tag Team Challenge Match
Adam Cole and Kyle O’Reilly vs. The Bravado Brothers
Singles Action
Jimmy Jacobs with Steve Corino vs. “The Prodigy” Mike Bennett with Brutal Bob
Singles Action
Tommaso Ciampa with The Embassy vs. Andy “Right Leg” Ridge
ROH World Title Match
Davey Richards defends vs. Roderick Strong with Truth Martini
World Tag Team Title Match
Wrestling’s Greatest Tag Team (Shelton Benjamin & Charlie Haas) vs. The Kings of Wrestling (Chris Hero & Claudio Castagnoli) with Shane Hagadorn
World TV Title Match
El Generico defends vs. Jay Lethal
Grudge Tag Team Match
Jay and Mark Briscoe vs. The All Night Express
“Defy or Deny” Rematch
Eddie Edwards vs. Michael Elgin with Truth Martini
Tag Team Challenge Match
Adam Cole and Kyle O’Reilly vs. The Bravado Brothers
Singles Action
Jimmy Jacobs with Steve Corino vs. “The Prodigy” Mike Bennett with Brutal Bob
Singles Action
Tommaso Ciampa with The Embassy vs. Andy “Right Leg” Ridge
Tuesday, August 02, 2011
NYC Part 1
It has been two weeks since this trip happened and I don't know if I have the patience to write the whole 36 hours out. But here goes.
I left work at 4 and was planning to take a 6:40 flight from O'Hare to LaGuardia. I got there in time for a flight scheduled 90 minutes prior. I got on the plane with no problem and even got to sit in first class. But while I had been riding the Monorail to the terminal, Catherine texted me that there were heavy storms in New York. When I checked the flight board, I saw the later flights were delayed, but mine looked fine.
Well, we got on the plane and we wound up sitting on the runway for two hours. But I will say, if you're sitting on an airplane and not going anywhere, it's better to be sitting in first class. We were served drinks and hot roasted nuts.
We took off around 7:30. For dinner, I had a subpar chicken breast, salad, sweet potatoes, and the hardest, most in edible roll of all time. I mean, really, if I can't eat a roll, it has to stink. And it did. The two glasses of red wine made the flight much smoother, I must say.
During the flight in, we actually flew right over top of Yankee Stadium and a game was going on. But the coolest thing was seeing lightning flash in the nighttime sky. Down below were the lights of New York City. And up above shone these streaks of glowing light. It was quite a sight to see from 25,000 feet in the air.
We arrived at LaGuardia around 10 p.m. I turned on my phone and discovered to my aggravation that Nnamdi Asomugah signed with Philadelphia and not the Jets. Anyway, I could see Catherine from 50 yards away, right outside security. I pretended not to notice her and walked right by, before smiling, and giving her a huge hug. We hopped a cab for a 20-minute ride back to her house in Middle Village.
All I can say about the house is this. The main level is filled with cat artifacts and the basement looks like a shrine to the Yankees. Her dad was nice enough to get a few hero sandwiches for us to munch on. I had half a meatball sandwich and half an eggplant parmesan sandwich. Just that Italian bread by itself had that unique, earthy New York taste that just cannot be duplicated anyplace else. Despite having dinner already, I made room for them. I met her parents and unfortunately, two cats. Anyway, her mom reminds me of some of my relatives with the thick NY accent. Her dad was pretty cool too. I brought all of them Carole's cookies and they wiped them all out with total ease.
But within about a half hour, my eyes started to water and my nose began running. Despite the warnings that you should take no more than one Claritin every 24 hours, I took two maybe three hours apart. So we settled in the basement and she showed me her old Rangers videos. We popped in Marek Malik's shootout and Mark Messier's retirement. Actually, to be honest, we didn't spend all our time watching the videos...That took till about 2 in the morning. I fell asleep around 2:30 and slept on the couch very soundly. I must say I was quite startled when the alarm for 7 am rang.
I left work at 4 and was planning to take a 6:40 flight from O'Hare to LaGuardia. I got there in time for a flight scheduled 90 minutes prior. I got on the plane with no problem and even got to sit in first class. But while I had been riding the Monorail to the terminal, Catherine texted me that there were heavy storms in New York. When I checked the flight board, I saw the later flights were delayed, but mine looked fine.
Well, we got on the plane and we wound up sitting on the runway for two hours. But I will say, if you're sitting on an airplane and not going anywhere, it's better to be sitting in first class. We were served drinks and hot roasted nuts.
We took off around 7:30. For dinner, I had a subpar chicken breast, salad, sweet potatoes, and the hardest, most in edible roll of all time. I mean, really, if I can't eat a roll, it has to stink. And it did. The two glasses of red wine made the flight much smoother, I must say.
During the flight in, we actually flew right over top of Yankee Stadium and a game was going on. But the coolest thing was seeing lightning flash in the nighttime sky. Down below were the lights of New York City. And up above shone these streaks of glowing light. It was quite a sight to see from 25,000 feet in the air.
We arrived at LaGuardia around 10 p.m. I turned on my phone and discovered to my aggravation that Nnamdi Asomugah signed with Philadelphia and not the Jets. Anyway, I could see Catherine from 50 yards away, right outside security. I pretended not to notice her and walked right by, before smiling, and giving her a huge hug. We hopped a cab for a 20-minute ride back to her house in Middle Village.
All I can say about the house is this. The main level is filled with cat artifacts and the basement looks like a shrine to the Yankees. Her dad was nice enough to get a few hero sandwiches for us to munch on. I had half a meatball sandwich and half an eggplant parmesan sandwich. Just that Italian bread by itself had that unique, earthy New York taste that just cannot be duplicated anyplace else. Despite having dinner already, I made room for them. I met her parents and unfortunately, two cats. Anyway, her mom reminds me of some of my relatives with the thick NY accent. Her dad was pretty cool too. I brought all of them Carole's cookies and they wiped them all out with total ease.
But within about a half hour, my eyes started to water and my nose began running. Despite the warnings that you should take no more than one Claritin every 24 hours, I took two maybe three hours apart. So we settled in the basement and she showed me her old Rangers videos. We popped in Marek Malik's shootout and Mark Messier's retirement. Actually, to be honest, we didn't spend all our time watching the videos...That took till about 2 in the morning. I fell asleep around 2:30 and slept on the couch very soundly. I must say I was quite startled when the alarm for 7 am rang.
Monday, August 01, 2011
30
First full day with a 3 in front of my age. I'll have to post about my vacation maybe when I am in a good mood. Right now, I could not be more miserable.
1) Only the fucking Mets can do this. Two straight days. Losing in the 9th inning. Two outs. Home run to tie the game. And they lose the game in the next inning thanks to horseshit fundamentals, especially from Daniel Murphy. He has a very good bat and the baseball IQ of frozen yogurt. And to top tonight's disaster off, Catherine goes to the game tonight, sits in the left field stands, and gets Mike Stanton's grand slam ball. I want that ball so I can blow up the motherfucker.
2) Hundreds of dollars spent today on tires. And Royal Coach wants to charge me $800 to fix the scratch underneath my right headlight. Eight hundred for that? Kiss my arse.
3) The Nassau Coliseum bill did not pass. So the Islanders will likely move in four years. I'm not happy and I'm not sad. I'm for anything that will help the NHL grow and the Rangers win. And this was a great rivalry, but both teams haven't been good at the same time in 18 years. And no longer will the Isles just give effort just when they play the Rangers. Soon, they will be just another team on the schedule.
4) How was Dwight Yoakam not at least nominated for an Academy Award for his performance in Sling Blade?
5) NFL free agency is a week old. Jets keep Santonio Holmes, Antonio Cromartie, Eric Smith, Wayne Hunter, and Nick Folk. They add Plaxico Burress at wide receiver and Donald Strickland at CB. They lose Braylon Edwards, Brad Smith, Jason Taylor, Steve Weatherford, Kellen Clemens, Drew Coleman, and Brodney Pool. I still want to see them keep Shaun Ellis and James Ighedibo. Maybe Tony Richardson at fullback if there is space. And of course, the failure to get Naamdi Asomugha, who, along with Darrelle Revis, would have given the Jets the greatest pair of cornerbacks in the history of football. But he goes to Philly. Still no legitimate pass rusher. All six draft picks are signed. It's a decent offseason. Not great. I'm not feeling too good, considering the improvements New England (Haynesworth, Ocho Cinco) and Miami (Bush) made, but who really knows.
6) Nice to have a Blu-Ray player.
7) Thanks to ZaZa's for their sausage appetizer and carrot cake. Nothing short of amazing.
8) Gym is closed for two weeks. Really ticks me off.
9) The Florida State Fair is serving a cheeseburger topped with a scoop of deep fried ice cream. The "reasoning" behind that idea was putting the milkshake right on the burger.
10) Could go for some Jack Daniels about now.
1) Only the fucking Mets can do this. Two straight days. Losing in the 9th inning. Two outs. Home run to tie the game. And they lose the game in the next inning thanks to horseshit fundamentals, especially from Daniel Murphy. He has a very good bat and the baseball IQ of frozen yogurt. And to top tonight's disaster off, Catherine goes to the game tonight, sits in the left field stands, and gets Mike Stanton's grand slam ball. I want that ball so I can blow up the motherfucker.
2) Hundreds of dollars spent today on tires. And Royal Coach wants to charge me $800 to fix the scratch underneath my right headlight. Eight hundred for that? Kiss my arse.
3) The Nassau Coliseum bill did not pass. So the Islanders will likely move in four years. I'm not happy and I'm not sad. I'm for anything that will help the NHL grow and the Rangers win. And this was a great rivalry, but both teams haven't been good at the same time in 18 years. And no longer will the Isles just give effort just when they play the Rangers. Soon, they will be just another team on the schedule.
4) How was Dwight Yoakam not at least nominated for an Academy Award for his performance in Sling Blade?
5) NFL free agency is a week old. Jets keep Santonio Holmes, Antonio Cromartie, Eric Smith, Wayne Hunter, and Nick Folk. They add Plaxico Burress at wide receiver and Donald Strickland at CB. They lose Braylon Edwards, Brad Smith, Jason Taylor, Steve Weatherford, Kellen Clemens, Drew Coleman, and Brodney Pool. I still want to see them keep Shaun Ellis and James Ighedibo. Maybe Tony Richardson at fullback if there is space. And of course, the failure to get Naamdi Asomugha, who, along with Darrelle Revis, would have given the Jets the greatest pair of cornerbacks in the history of football. But he goes to Philly. Still no legitimate pass rusher. All six draft picks are signed. It's a decent offseason. Not great. I'm not feeling too good, considering the improvements New England (Haynesworth, Ocho Cinco) and Miami (Bush) made, but who really knows.
6) Nice to have a Blu-Ray player.
7) Thanks to ZaZa's for their sausage appetizer and carrot cake. Nothing short of amazing.
8) Gym is closed for two weeks. Really ticks me off.
9) The Florida State Fair is serving a cheeseburger topped with a scoop of deep fried ice cream. The "reasoning" behind that idea was putting the milkshake right on the burger.
10) Could go for some Jack Daniels about now.
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