Sunday, January 23, 2005
Press Staaa
I read that former Sox pitcher Rich Garces, the 2nd most famous "Rich G." in Red Sox history, has been kidnapped. I really hope El Guapo is safely returned. That guy was awesome. I've got some great video of him at Camden Yards in April of '02, which I will put up on this site should I ever start putting pictures up on here.
In other sad news, Johnny Carson died today at age 79. When I first started staying up late, I used to see the old, pre-'Leno-crap-a-thon' Tonight Show. And while it was kind of boring to a kid who was pretty much waiting til 12:30 to see Dave Letterman drop watermelons off the roof, I still appreciated Johnny's sense of humor, and later grew to enjoy a lot of the classic episodes. My favorite moment off the top of my head was:
Old lady brings in potato chips shaped like animals and whatnot. While she's looking the other way, Johnny takes a bite out of a potato chip from a separate basket of normal chips. Lady hears loud crunching and almost has a heart attack thinking Johnny's just destroyed one of her delicate treasures. Johnny innocently reveals the basket.
Here's something else to cheer you up after all this sad news. My friend Mike, real yankee fan, went to Boston College. Through him, I met my friend Jen, who comes from Guilford, CT, home of Goose Lane, which you know if you ever drive on 95 out past New Haven. So I used to hang out with them up at BC on spring breaks and stuff. (This is the mid-nineties.) So up at BC, they have this hotline you can call when there's bad weather, to find out if there are any delays or cancellations. (617-552-INFO) When you call it, you first hear a fairly normal sounding man give the necessary info. Then there's a pause. Then, you hear what sounds, honest to god, like a leprechaun, say, "To heah the message again, press staaa." (star) He says it like it's a secret, like, well, the way a leprechaun would whisper to you where to find the gold. It's hilarious. I'd pretty much forgotten about this, as I never had to call the number since I didn't go to school there, but Jen reminded me of it tonight, and I was surprised to hear her tell me that the leprechaun is still there, giving that same message. Now that I think about it, she's been out of there for a decade, why was she calling it? Probably because she's obsessed with that leprechaun, and rightfully so. I suggest you call it. That number again is 617-552-INFO. It's a toll call, but it only takes ten seconds. It's really funny.
In other sad news, Johnny Carson died today at age 79. When I first started staying up late, I used to see the old, pre-'Leno-crap-a-thon' Tonight Show. And while it was kind of boring to a kid who was pretty much waiting til 12:30 to see Dave Letterman drop watermelons off the roof, I still appreciated Johnny's sense of humor, and later grew to enjoy a lot of the classic episodes. My favorite moment off the top of my head was:
Old lady brings in potato chips shaped like animals and whatnot. While she's looking the other way, Johnny takes a bite out of a potato chip from a separate basket of normal chips. Lady hears loud crunching and almost has a heart attack thinking Johnny's just destroyed one of her delicate treasures. Johnny innocently reveals the basket.
Here's something else to cheer you up after all this sad news. My friend Mike, real yankee fan, went to Boston College. Through him, I met my friend Jen, who comes from Guilford, CT, home of Goose Lane, which you know if you ever drive on 95 out past New Haven. So I used to hang out with them up at BC on spring breaks and stuff. (This is the mid-nineties.) So up at BC, they have this hotline you can call when there's bad weather, to find out if there are any delays or cancellations. (617-552-INFO) When you call it, you first hear a fairly normal sounding man give the necessary info. Then there's a pause. Then, you hear what sounds, honest to god, like a leprechaun, say, "To heah the message again, press staaa." (star) He says it like it's a secret, like, well, the way a leprechaun would whisper to you where to find the gold. It's hilarious. I'd pretty much forgotten about this, as I never had to call the number since I didn't go to school there, but Jen reminded me of it tonight, and I was surprised to hear her tell me that the leprechaun is still there, giving that same message. Now that I think about it, she's been out of there for a decade, why was she calling it? Probably because she's obsessed with that leprechaun, and rightfully so. I suggest you call it. That number again is 617-552-INFO. It's a toll call, but it only takes ten seconds. It's really funny.
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