I Live For This!

Hey yaars,

Before I even begin to delve in, the title of the post refers to the MLB playoffs and NOT whatever it looks like Bobby Kielty is doing in the photo above. The photo was too funny to pass up posting on the blog.

I totally enjoy watching the playoffs, it brings me back to my childhood watching baseball with my dad. It was unconventional to say the least when referring to the way we watched. Despite the Blue Jays being a good team, my pops would always find faults in their team while finding a reason to support the opposing team (hence my admiration for the Twins and A's of this world). Along with the bonding it seemed I got passed on that seeing eye which finds little nuances others don't when watching. I'm pretty damn good at deciding who should win a game after watching a few minutes. If only Pro Line was open up til the first quarter of a game!

Another joy nowadays while watching the playoffs is to see the Yankees and their Evil Empire get battered by a relative minnow. This may be through the influence of a certain Tigers fan, but I'm SO into seeing the Dirty D take care of the interlocking NY. Perhaps going to the 313 helped, even still I'm almost getting used to chanting "Eat 'em up Tigers, eat 'em up" when watching. And no, despite what some people think, I'm not a team slut, I just like wearing different team's gear the way others like wearing CK, Donna Karan, and Kenneth Cole.

As I'm now sure my few readers are getting accustomed to, here are my misc. notes...

- As Oakland won the series today, here's a pic of a certain player who I know one of my friends has had the pleasure of talking to. Let's see if they can recognize him!



- I've been reading Orwell's 1984 and find it very interesting. The views on totalitarianism have piqued my interest while allowing me to notice some of the parallels between the book and current society. There's a point in the book where the newly recruited rebels are asked what they are prepared to do in the name of the revolution and the dialogue sounded eerily reminiscent of what you'd hear from any Joe Schmoe terrorist these days. I'll have to finish the book to see how it compares or contrasts in full.

- It's possible I'm getting to dirty for my own good. Last week I attended another session of dirty bingo - a staff thing that was quickly becoming a Tuesday staple - only to find that only a handful of us showed. A few people have some 'splaining to do, because I almost won something I really didn't want!

- On the topic of Dirty Bingo, Cedric won a game last week. His prize? An Amsterdam beer thong along with a container of "Body Butter". That's all hilarious enough, except we also got to see him being hit on by an older man while he was there. I'm sure he's ready to whup my ass as he reads this right now! (P.S. It's STILL funny)

- This week I realized another dividing line between rich and poor : Fire Alarm sounds. Our building had maintenance done for the system this week and it was less than amusing having to wake at 9 AM to the ear-wrenching sound that eminated from our apartment's "speaker". I'm pretty confident in saying that I'm sure you don't hear deafening sounds coming out of fire alarms outside the 'Boro

- I had no idea that I am NOT a men's XL in shirt size. Don't get me wrong, I was at one time, but after now putting on the Man United shirt I purchased in England back in '01, my mirror reflection shows it to be baggy! Who knows, I might just pass for 'non-ugly' sometime soon

- Today when picking up Zan from work I actually saw two teens running from and getting apprehended by police for shoplifting. I haven't seen it for a while but it was a fascinating watch indeed. The kids couldn't have been over 16 years of age, and from what I saw they shoplifted some stupid little candies and shit from Wal Mart. The cops made a whole meal of it by checking every inch of each of the kid's bodies, to even shaking their boxers down (I wouldn't have believed it had I not seen it). I'm hoping that would scare them off from any future ideas. Maybe I'm a softy on this but I felt for the kids for making such a stupid mistake, for CANDY! I mean, if you had to go, do the Sticky Fingers on something more than some Sour Peaches!

From a post which I thought would be very small, this has spiralled into something else. Here's to hoping I watch some more crime in action!