THE SOX ARE IN!
Woo hoo! Yesterday the Bills won, the Bears won, and the White Sox won! Here's hoping that St. Louis can pull it out, it would be nice for our boys to have to travel just down I-55. If not, Peaches and I are working out some sort of wager, where if my Sox lose, I'll send him the most corrupt city government in history and when my Sox win, he'll send me Chinese Urban Sprawl. Although it'll probably end up just being Lone Stars or Old Styles that'll probably never get sent.
Great, quiet weekend--especially Sunday. I had forced myself to stay away forfrom Delilah's for the past month, but had to go back. It's a hipster bar that somehow morphs into a Buffalo Bills breeding ground (thanks to the owner, and future Mayor of Buffalo, Mike) where I hang out with 50 or so mostly men wearing Eric Moulds jerseys, talking about the days of Tasker and Bennett, and downing many of the free shots Mike passes out, along with Labatts in a can. Although the game ended by 6:30, and I managed to watch the baseball game sans beer, I woke up with a raging hangover around 1am this morning. All is well though.
So randomly, here's what I'm reading/listening to:
Books:
Crying of Lot 49
Best American Essays 2004
Best Non-Required Reading 2004 (Eggars' intro is fantastic)
The Dubliners (trying to immerse my mind before my body gets to the Emerald Isle over tgiving)
Listening:
Rainer Maria's live album
Magnolia Electric Company (just 1 song, the dark don't hide it, the rest suck)
Lou Barlow's new "Emoh"
and a bunch of random alt-country stuff I stole off the Internet.
Great, quiet weekend--especially Sunday. I had forced myself to stay away forfrom Delilah's for the past month, but had to go back. It's a hipster bar that somehow morphs into a Buffalo Bills breeding ground (thanks to the owner, and future Mayor of Buffalo, Mike) where I hang out with 50 or so mostly men wearing Eric Moulds jerseys, talking about the days of Tasker and Bennett, and downing many of the free shots Mike passes out, along with Labatts in a can. Although the game ended by 6:30, and I managed to watch the baseball game sans beer, I woke up with a raging hangover around 1am this morning. All is well though.
So randomly, here's what I'm reading/listening to:
Books:
Crying of Lot 49
Best American Essays 2004
Best Non-Required Reading 2004 (Eggars' intro is fantastic)
The Dubliners (trying to immerse my mind before my body gets to the Emerald Isle over tgiving)
Listening:
Rainer Maria's live album
Magnolia Electric Company (just 1 song, the dark don't hide it, the rest suck)
Lou Barlow's new "Emoh"
and a bunch of random alt-country stuff I stole off the Internet.
posted by Jess W at 11:34 AM
2 Comments:
Looks like it may not be in the...ahem...Cards this year babe - Pujols just basically tore our nuts off, and I don't know if we've got the mustard to steal another one in St. Louis...
Yeah, who the hell pitches to Pujols when you could just load the bases and strike out Sanders? I swear, sometimes I truly think I could: be the commissioner of the MLB (not NBA--David Stern is pretty up to snuff) or at the very minimum coach the Cubs, run FEMA, or shit, be president, and, as is recently proven, receive a nomination to the Supreme Court.
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