Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Now, as far as I'm concerned, and as far as any Mariner fan should be concerned, this is a great trade. No, it's not the blockbuster to bring in an ace to the starting rotation, but it does ensure that the dreadful Julio Mateo will never wear a Mariner uniform again. Not only is he a terrible pitcher who baffled me year after year with his ability to not only stay on the roster, but continually make it in to games somehow. And close games too, not just the blowouts. But he is also a terrible human being. Mariner fans were only spared his terrible pitching after he was arrested for beating his wife.
And so it is that I say farewell to Julio Mateo and hope that one day the Mariners will face him and score about 35 runs off him. I don't know that I've ever been so happy to see a player leave town.
This was only part one of the mystery. Part two was that this waste of space had a fairly cute - albeit kind of slutty - girl with him. Think Britney Spears circa 2003 or 2004. About the time she started up with the similarly trashy Kevin Federline. And I couldn't, and still can't seem to understand what it is that would make a girl who is good looking enough to attract a normal man want to go after someone like that. Is it that they hope to one day upgrade to a double wide and they think this is the kind of guy to make that happen? This girl could easily have gotten herself a man who wouldn't eventually cheat on her with her best friend, or possibly her sister, or possibly his own sister.
I could go on for hours wondering about this, but I guarantee you it would only get less interesting. If I think about it any more, I might lose sleep. Perhaps there is no answer to this.
Monday, July 30, 2007
On the other hand, the Falcons seem almost desperate to get rid of the troublesome Michael Vick, however doing so would leave them without an experienced QB. As a matter of fact I don't have a clue who that would leave them with. What they need is somebody who knows their offense and can step right in and be productive.
That's why I think the Texans should send Matt Shaub to the Falcons for Michael Vick. If you find yourself thinking that's crazy, just take a few minutes to let it sink in. It all makes sense.
On a completely unrelated topic, while driving home the other day, a few stray hairs apparently blew up through the sun roof and got caught when I closed it. This resulted in a sharp tug at my scalp the first time I moved my head, immediately followed by some unsavory language. Me not happy.
Friday, July 27, 2007
Spearheaded by the greeting card and candy conglomerates, marketing departments have been able to create several bogus holidays already. Fathers Day, Mothers Day and Valentines Day come to mind. How then are these marketing departments falling short now? Are they just that lazy? Can't they at least find somebody out there to honor, or kill somebody and make them a martyr?
And I guess what is bothering me most is that I thought we had killed off Christmas in July years ago, but suddenly it is rearing it's ugly head again. I am seeing ads for it everywhere, and it's got to stop. Am I just imagining that it had died off and was just somehow blissfully unaware of it the last few years? Either way, I have had enough. I am officially boycotting any company that is pushing Christmas in July, and not just because I'm saving up for Hanukkah in August, or Easter in September.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Well, that all came to an end last week when without warning, Sunrocket filed for bankruptcy and shut off it's service. That left me without phone service for a couple days while I scrambled to find another phone company. I managed to find a company called Teleblend that got my phones back up and running almost immediately without having to get any new equipment and I am able to keep my phone number. In order to attract Sunrocket customers who got screwed, they are offering an introductory rate of $13 a month.
That got me back up and running for now, but I can't help thinking it's just a stopgap solution. I have looked into some of the more reliable alternatives, and as much as I hate it, I think it might finally be time to get a cell phone. I know I have ranted about how much I hate them, but right now I don't see a better option. It looks like I can get a plan with more minutes than I'll need for under $35 a month, but the problem now is that there are about 100 phones on the market that all look about the same but seem to vary in price a great deal. I can't imagine I'll ever get into text messaging, and I don't think I'll be taking many pictures. Is there anything else I need to consider besides sound quality and battery life? At the moment I'm kind of leaning toward the Razor since it is slimmer than the rest and seems like it would be less annoying to carry around. But at the moment that's all I'm basing my decision on.
The cell phone industry has finally broken my will. It's truly a dark day.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Back to the topic at hand, one of the cameras, the one pictured in the article, is right out in front of my office, and I can tell you from experience that every single light change somebody either runs the light or is blocking the intersection. If traffic violations and accidents are really down as the city claims, then I would hate to have seen what that intersection was like before the cameras. I guess since I'm a law abiding citizen, I'm in favor of more traffic cameras. Not at all intersections, but just the most problematic.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Now none of these people look remotely like each other, and I don't think look anything like me, but it's still kind of interesting. Scott Spiezio I have heard by far the most often. When he was playing for the Mariners I would hear that one about every other game. Haven't heard it once since he left though.
Well, this went on for I would guess between 2 and 3 minutes and then the guy kind of snapped out of it and went right back to acting normal. He didn't even seem to realize that any of this had been going on. It was almost like he had been blacked out the whole time. As it turns out, he was having an epileptic seizure. He said he has been having 2 or 3 of them a week since he was 6 years old and that he was fine. I was relieved to find out he was ok, but since the driver had called for help, the bus had to sit there and wait for an aid car to show up and check him out before they could go on, and so I hopped on the next bus going by and headed for home.
What I really couldn't believe about all this though was that about halfway through the seizure, some jackass in the back of the bus actually said, "just kick him off the bus and let's get going." It just blows my mind that someone could see someone having what seemed to be a serious problem and all he could care about was that it was a minor inconvenience to him and wanted to just leave him on the side of the road. Unbelievable. I'm sure that guy must have been a Democrat. Ok, that was uncalled for and just kind of slipped out.
Ah, the joys of public transportation. I was about to say never a dull moment, but in fact there are a lot of dull moments, but occasionally those dull moments are interrupted by something very unusual.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Get it now! Even if you don't like good music, get it anyway. I finally got around to picking up my copy the other day and it is so good that there are not enough superlatives in the world to describe it. Forsaken is my personal favorite so far. I was going to find a video of that on youtube, but all I could find were some live recordings with horrible sound and one home made slide show that sounded great but was so stupid I would be embarrassed to have it on my site. As always - rock on.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
So I'm opening up the floor to suggestions. Suggestions from certain people will be completely ignored, and those people know who they are. Photoshop renditions of what I might look like with different hair styles are encouraged, however I have already ruled out this look.
Perhaps it's time for me to go blonde. Maybe I'd look good with the Jay Buhner hair horse shoe look. I would prefer that to the Donald Trump hair though.
Monday, July 16, 2007
The really disturbing part of the story, however is that a nuclear power plant was damaged, subsequently leaking 315 gallons of water containing radioactive material into the Sea of Japan. A company statement said the leak had stopped and that there had been no "significant change" in the seawater under surveillance and no effect on the environment.
At this point, I assume you all see where this is going. The radioactive material will undoubtedly awaken Godzilla, who will then go on a rampage destroying far more than any earthquake ever could. At that point it will be up to modern science to find a way to sedate Godzilla, appease him in some way, or create a Mechagodzilla to battle him into submission.
The point is that very shortly, people will begin saying with dismay, "oh no, there goes Tokyo." Here is a short video of what we can expect in the days to come:
Sunday, July 15, 2007
First off, it looks like Weaver is back to sucking again. He gets a few bad calls, or a few things don't go his way, and he just gives up. We need to get rid of him.
I saw more Detroit fans with casts on their right hands this weekend than I could believe. Is this the new fashionable thing to do in Detroit now?
On a sunny warm day in Seattle, there is no better place to be than Safeco Field. Except maybe Alki Beach. Point being though, if you haven't been to a game on a sunny day yet this year, make sure you get to one before it's too late.
Red Sox fans suck. No particular incident brought this on, it just occurred to me that I haven't said so in a while, and I didn't want anyone to forget.
I think the most entertaining part of Sunday's game was watching the two cute women at the bar. Actually, one was pretty cute, and the other was just ok looking. Anyway, these two sat there knocking back drinks for a couple innings in relative solitude, or at least as much solitude you can get in a stadium with 40,000 people in it. But eventually they had enough to really start showing signs of intoxication. At this point, losers started descending upon them like vultures on a dead carcass. They didn't have to buy another drink the rest of the game. There were deadbeats all over them, trying to get their pictures taken with them, looking for an excuse to wrap their arms around them and get a cheap feel. I couldn't help thinking, if you are a woman, and you are hoping to snag yourself the most desperate guy you can find with nothing else going for him but the willingness to spend some cash on your drinks in the hopes that he will eventually get into your pants, then hang out at a bar and act drunk. At the same time, I also couldn't help thinking, how many more drinks would it take for these already tanked women to look over in my direction? But perhaps the only thing standing between me and a three way was .... no, even as a joke I can't bring myself to finish that statement. Let it be known, Scott likes his women sober. Although sober women don't seem to like Scott, so that presents quite a conundrum. Also this whole dilemma has somehow caused Scott to start speaking in the third person for no apparent reason. At least one of these problems will be resolved as I vow to stop speaking in the third person, at least for the time being.
Friday, July 13, 2007
But as far as I can tell, the economy isn't slowing down, so I assume that there isn't as much money to be made in real estate anymore. The stock market has been solid of late, which leads me to believe that investors are putting their money elsewhere. Or I could be completely wrong and we could be headed into another recession.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
And I may as well start up the bring back Ken Levine campaign again in the hopes of getting him back full time. I hate to say it, but most of the current broadcasting crew is pretty boring (pretty much all of them except Dave Niehaus). Maybe if this temporary stint is successful enough, we can turn it permanent.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Coming so soon on the heels of Hargrove resigning, speculation has already begun that Ichiro forced him out. I don't really think that's Ichiro's style, but if there's any truth to it, then I don't know why he didn't force out Bavasi too. I still think he looks like San Hill. Bavasi is twice as evil though.
In other good news, Mark Lowe has begun his rehab duty. I wonder if they are going to turn him into a starter since the bullpen is so solid this year. I also wonder if they'll send Brandon Morrow down and turn him into a starter when Lowe is ready for big league duty again. I'm not sure which is a better alternative.
Now they are forecasting 98º for Wednesday. I don't know if that's a realistic expectation or a threat by the weathermen. I know they are not above sensationalizing the forecast to get some attention. Once the temperature hits triple digits though, my life is officially in danger.
Monday, July 09, 2007
My one concern so far is that the picture is not quite as clear as I had hoped. I don't know if Comcast is to blame for this, or my lack of an HDMI cable, or both, but I think I'm going to have to get an HDMI cable and see how much that improves things. And I'm also beginning to wonder if I need an HD DVD player. But perhaps it's wiser to see how the whole blue ray thing shakes out since it looks like blue ray is winning the battle so far.
What I do know is that I have not been spending enough quality time in front of the tv in recent weeks, something I plan to remedy soon.
*Update: here is the model I got.
Sunday, July 08, 2007
So what this leads me to is an actor that I'm not sure many people would think of, Owen Wilson. Granted he doesn't look much like me, and he talks a lot more, but I think he's got the right sense of humor. Plus, even though he is a lot more verbose than me, he is not gregarious and has that quiet, low key demeanor that I am known for. He would have to grow his hair out more though.
I haven't yet decided whether to cast Jessica Alba or Eva Mendes as my love interest yet. Perhaps there should be more than one. Yes, I think that would be the smart move, so both shall now be in the movie.
Several more roles have yet to be cast, so if you are going to be in the movie, submit your suggestions. I will say now though, that no one will be playing them self. That never works out. I think William Shatner will be playing the role of Pat, seeing as how they have similarly misplaced egos. Devon, my nemesis, will be played by Michael Moore, whom he is only slightly more annoying than. I'm thinking Jeff Bridges for the role of Shelvis. Maybe Wayne Brady for the role of Wayne. The Molitor will be played by Chris Rock. Lyndsay will be played by Lindsay Lohan. And since I am obviously out of ideas, I'll stop now.
I was tipped off to the greatest coffee shop in the world recently though. A place called Cowgirls Espresso. If you love coffee, you have to go there. If you don't love coffee, you still have to go there. It's that good. By the way, I wouldn't recommend clicking that link at work.
And now for something more interesting:
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
I'll tell you right now that I don't believe any conspiracy theories. I don't believe a UFO crashed in Roswell. I don't believe bigfoot or the Loch Ness monster exist. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald killed Kennedy. And I have absolutely no doubt that we did actually land on the moon. But that doesn't mean that I don't find these crackpots to be very entertaining. I am a sucker for almost any show about mythical monsters, ghosts (although those are beginning to wear thin), government cover ups, secret organizations, aliens, etc. I absolutely love those things. How people can come up with such intricate, convoluted explanations for things is endlessly fascinating to me.
So I either need to take more vacations, or somehow find more time to waste on daytime television. Working is for suckers. Maybe if I can come up with some suitably insane theory of my own, I can write a book about it and make enough money to retire. The best theory I have come up with so far is that a planet nearly identical to earth exists directly on the other side of the sun, and that's where all the aliens are coming from. And because the sun is always in the way, we can't ever see it. I was deeply saddened when I told that theory to someone else who said that the theory already exists. So I'm back to square one. All ideas are welcome.
Monday, July 02, 2007
I was still young and happy and didn't hate the world yet. Ah, how the times have changed. Check out the sweet hair.
A lot of people that have only known me as an adult think I look completely different now, but I still think I look pretty much the same. Except, obviously, that I now have long hair and have turned into a fat bastard. But I guess those things do make a pretty big difference. Fortunately, I don't have a treasure trove of old pictures since I have always hated getting my picture taken, so this will probably be the only old picture you'll be subjected to.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
I do feel the need to once again state that it never ceases to surprise me how many Canadian baseball fans are foul mouthed, belligerent drunks. They really like to come across the border, get sh*t faced, and see how close they can come to getting beaten up or arrested. I don't have any figures on how many of them were ejected from the stadium this series, but if I hear, I'll pass it along. Don't believe the lies that Canadians are friendly and polite. It's just not true.
They weren't all bad though. The cute Canadian girl who sat in my section today is welcome to come back any time she likes. And even though she looked pretty young, I'm pretty sure that with the exchange rate, she was legal. And before I get any comments telling me what a dirty old man I am, let me say for the record that I am joking.
And once again, what's the deal with the funk blast? I don't know how much more of that I can take.