Yankees win the East (barely, but considering the train wreck they were for most of the year…)
So, now, the Sox chances look pretty good. Even if they lose tomorrow, Cleveland must win just for a one-game playoff in Fenway.
Piece o’ cake! We all know how great the Red Sox do in one-game playoffs in Fenway…
OCTOBER 4, 1948: Cleveland Indians 8, Boston Red Sox 3 at Fenway Park
OCTOBER 2, 1978: New York Yankees 5, Boston Red Sox 4 at Fenway Park
My stomach hurts.
…you’re mowing the lawn, and you find a discarded CD-R with no label, and it turns out to be a “Kidz 4 Jesus” album…
What happened to good, old-fashioned beer bottles?
It’s howdy boobie time!
Since its inception, the Boobie-Thon has raised more than $16,000 for the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation!
Not only that, but each year it has been paired with another charity. $455 was given to AIDS Walk 2004 / Rock the Walk. In 2003 there was $359 for PAWS 8k. This year, your donation can be split between Komen and the American Red Cross.
When you get up in the wee hours of the morning in order to take your spouse to the airport (consuming two travel mugs of coffee in the process), 7am seems kinda late in the day.
Yes, Mrs. R is winging her way back to Maine for a vacation. We couldn’t afford a big family to-do like last year, but she was missing her sisters. So, she’s headed up there for about a week.
On the way to the airport, she commented that it seemed very strange to be going someplace without me. And it’s true. While I have gotten to play jet setter over the last 10 years or so, she never gets to go anywhere. And even though we are very independent sorts, we still tend to only go out together, either as a family or a couple. It’s almost like we like each other or something. Is that sick or what?
Anyway, I hope she has fun. For our part, Pepperkat and I are going to spend the time putting together her new computer out of castoff parts. Whiny and I are going to rent Ultimate Hulk or Rise of the Imperfects and play videogames all night. When the mom’s away, the geeks will play…
We went to see Madagascar again tonight (have I ever mentioned how much I adore the dollar theaters?). This is the third time for the Mrs and me, and the second for Pepperkat, but Whiny still hadn’t seen it. And for a buck how could you go wrong?
Besides, all you really need to know about this family is that Madagascar is one of those movies that we find insanely funny, but that the rest of the world probably doesn’t. (Kinda like Rat Race.)
It’s not so much the main characters or the plot, it’s the sideshow freaks… the monkeys, the penguins, and especially the lemurs… that we find hysterical. There is just something totally insane about King Julian (“Now, who wants a cookie?”) that appeals to us.
Alex: The wild? “Live in a hut, wipe yourself with a leaf” kind of wild?
Julian: Who wipes?
If you have any empathy at all, you naughty little monkey, you will come to understand and accept us for what we are: totally nuts. (“If you have any poo, fling it, now.”) I actually don’t think we’re all that unique in our appreciation of this movie, but just in case, I thought I’d make it clear for you. Or not.
Smile and wave, boys. Smile and wave…
I think I can sum up my feelings about Corpse Bride in one word: disappointing.
Yes, the visuals are stunning, and it is a technological marvel. You could easily mistake it for computer animation, rather than old-fashioned stop-motion. But the story is predictable to the point of being boring, and the music has got to be the least interesting thing Danny Elfman has ever written. Ever.
The acting is fine and all, but it suffers from the Sinbad syndrome. Other than Christopher Lee and Albert Finney, there was no reason to waste money on getting names like Johnny Depp, Helena Bonham Carter and Tracey Ullman for it. Lee and Finney have unique voices and bring their distinct style to their characters. The rest could have been played by any good, no-name voice actor. (I didn’t even realize Ullman was in it until I looked on IMDb.)
I can’t bring myself to call it a bad movie. It was cute. Really. But, fair comparison or not, it was certainly no Nightmare Before Christmas. Disappointing.
It’s that time of year again. We’ve just finished the playoffs for our 7th fun-filled season at Solonor’s Groovy Computer Baseball League. We have one team that is looking for an owner. Check out the Gondolin Griffons, if you are interested in running a team.
Also, since this league is a combination of hardcore baseball sim and silly fantasy rpg, we have a few team owners who prefer one over the other. A couple of the rpg lovers wouldn’t mind having a baseball freak take over as GM of their team. Look here for an example of what I mean: i’m not joking, this is a really real solicitation
Let me know if you are interested!
Not to make light of the situation (‘cuz you know I’d never do that), but I am now taking bribes to prevent hurricanes from coming your way.
I was scheduled to go to a convention in New Orleans in October. Katrina took care of that little detail (although it was rescheduled for Las Vegas in November, so watch out Nevada!!).
Now, I’m supposed to go to Oklahoma City on Monday… via Houston. So, even if Rita hasn’t blown Houston off the map, preventing said trip, she should be parked over Oklahoma by then. Yeesh.
Stay safe folks!
Hee. This one’s even sappier than the last one. I tried to build another song out of a phrase that Jules tossed out on her blog a few months ago. I don’t think it came out as well as Like Sailors Do (and it’s certainly no Sleepwalker), but I don’t see you writing any songs, now, do I?
It was stupid! It was pointless! It was…short. We loved it! – Statler & Waldorf
For Ric the Schmuck: 1) I messed around with DADGAD tuning on this one to get the guitar to have that kind of droning sound. 2) I’m praying for you, buddy. (He’s been roped into drumming in public for the first time in a bazillion years.)
