Thursday, December 07, 2006
Audio
I saw this little music player over at Red Sox Chick, so I got one for myself. It's over on the right there. I had to make the box thinner as to not mess up my blog, so the volume is almost cut off, but it's there, on the bottom right. Basically, for free, you can choose 45 songs from their library (which has a lot), and they'll randomly play on your website. The bad news is when you click on comments, it shuts off (unless you hit ctrl when clicking. If you have Firefox like I do. And Jason does. Thanks, Jason.). So it's good if you're just spending a good chunk of time here, and you can listen to music while you read... Crap, that's not a very good idea. I don't know, I guess it's for when you want to listen to music I chose for you, while screwing around on the internet, when you could just as easily choose your own. Why did I do this again? Well, for those of you who want to hear stuff I like, hit play. But don't close the page. Or click on anything else within the page.
Drugs
Last night I found myself watching a show called "The Drug Years." I've never taken a drug in my life, but I like learning about stuff like that sometimes. Just like I'll watch a show about Hitler even though I'm not down with Hitler.
Here's what I got out of the show--and, please note, it only confirmed the feelings I already had:
Terrible job by ecstasy people.
All the other drug eras had something going for them. The sixties hippies with their counterculture-y stuff, the seventies disco nuts with their crazy outfits, the eighties coke fiends with their over-the-top extravagance, the nineties rockers with their chic heroin... But those boring, lame-ass rave-people with their shitty dancing, man...just horrible. Do they actually get credit for being the drug people of the last few years?
They had some dude on there talking about how all these ravers came together as a whole and were one with the music and all this crap. You don't need X or E or whatever to experience that! Seriously, terrible job.
And while I was all caught up in that show, I realized I missed Fancy Nancy...
Here's what I got out of the show--and, please note, it only confirmed the feelings I already had:
Terrible job by ecstasy people.
All the other drug eras had something going for them. The sixties hippies with their counterculture-y stuff, the seventies disco nuts with their crazy outfits, the eighties coke fiends with their over-the-top extravagance, the nineties rockers with their chic heroin... But those boring, lame-ass rave-people with their shitty dancing, man...just horrible. Do they actually get credit for being the drug people of the last few years?
They had some dude on there talking about how all these ravers came together as a whole and were one with the music and all this crap. You don't need X or E or whatever to experience that! Seriously, terrible job.
And while I was all caught up in that show, I realized I missed Fancy Nancy...
Breaking News!
Keith Foulke won't be back!
That's right, for the one millionth time this offseason, it has been decided that Keith Foulke will not be pitching for the Red Sox in 2007. I think we get it at this point.
That's right, for the one millionth time this offseason, it has been decided that Keith Foulke will not be pitching for the Red Sox in 2007. I think we get it at this point.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
This Isn't News
Manny to most definitely almost kinda surely stay on team.
I like looking at the lineup in that article.
I like looking at the lineup in that article.
Docked Her Lilly Infield/Ted, Just Admit It...
[Update: Lilly signs with Cubs as Yanks miss out and don't "do what it takes," happy with Pavano in their rotation.]
The Ted Lilly situation, summed up by me:
Yanks want Lilly, 'cause he beats the Sox a lot. Cubs want him, 'cause they're just snatching up everybody. Lilly says FU to Blue Jays, and Cubs have made offer. Yanks meeting with Lilly now, if they wow him, he goes there, if not, he goes to Chicago.
Ways to make fun of Mr. Dunbar if they DO get Teddy Bawl-game (get it? Because he always looks like he's about to cry? Huh? Huh?): Sure, he had an incredible stretch against us--starting, not coincidentally, right after our players openly mocked his flowery surname. That stretch ended early last season. If you go by last season, he's a mediocre pitcher who doesn't do any better against the Red Sox than he does against anybody else. Plus, Dunbar already had this guy, but they traded him to get Jeff Weaver. So, basically, they've missed out on the period when Lilly was actually good, and really good against us. Plus, I like when the Yanks think specifically about beating us when it comes to improving their team, what with their fans' constant claims of us being obsessed with them, which some of us are, but still, not possibly as much as they are with us.
Ways to make fun of Mr. Dunbar if they DON'T get Lilly In Hell, Man: TJ, Yanks, you missed out on another pitcher, and a lefty starter at that. Good luck with old Andy Pettitte, another guy you should have kept. Plus, TJ, George, by not coming through and not spending the money when it counts, another big thing they love to make fun of us for.
So I've got my bases covered. It really is a no-lose situation for us, I think.
Note: Above, when I said the thing about the crying, that's not supposed to be a frowny face. It's just the end of the parentheses followed by a colon.
Note: Above, when I said "colon," it had nothing to do with the post below this one where the fart brought down the plane.
Note: Since I'm realizing now how dirty the first part of that title sounds, I'll explain its true meaning: Did you see Malice? That was the movie where Alec Baldwin says, "I am God." Well, there's a character called "Dr. Lilienfield" in that movie. And that was the first thing I thought of when I thought of Lilly. Also, that dude played by Bill Pullman says, "I want the Red Sox to win the World Series." You got your wish, Bill Pullman's character. You got your wish.
I can't believe AJM is missing all this.
The Ted Lilly situation, summed up by me:
Yanks want Lilly, 'cause he beats the Sox a lot. Cubs want him, 'cause they're just snatching up everybody. Lilly says FU to Blue Jays, and Cubs have made offer. Yanks meeting with Lilly now, if they wow him, he goes there, if not, he goes to Chicago.
Ways to make fun of Mr. Dunbar if they DO get Teddy Bawl-game (get it? Because he always looks like he's about to cry? Huh? Huh?): Sure, he had an incredible stretch against us--starting, not coincidentally, right after our players openly mocked his flowery surname. That stretch ended early last season. If you go by last season, he's a mediocre pitcher who doesn't do any better against the Red Sox than he does against anybody else. Plus, Dunbar already had this guy, but they traded him to get Jeff Weaver. So, basically, they've missed out on the period when Lilly was actually good, and really good against us. Plus, I like when the Yanks think specifically about beating us when it comes to improving their team, what with their fans' constant claims of us being obsessed with them, which some of us are, but still, not possibly as much as they are with us.
Ways to make fun of Mr. Dunbar if they DON'T get Lilly In Hell, Man: TJ, Yanks, you missed out on another pitcher, and a lefty starter at that. Good luck with old Andy Pettitte, another guy you should have kept. Plus, TJ, George, by not coming through and not spending the money when it counts, another big thing they love to make fun of us for.
So I've got my bases covered. It really is a no-lose situation for us, I think.
Note: Above, when I said the thing about the crying, that's not supposed to be a frowny face. It's just the end of the parentheses followed by a colon.
Note: Above, when I said "colon," it had nothing to do with the post below this one where the fart brought down the plane.
Note: Since I'm realizing now how dirty the first part of that title sounds, I'll explain its true meaning: Did you see Malice? That was the movie where Alec Baldwin says, "I am God." Well, there's a character called "Dr. Lilienfield" in that movie. And that was the first thing I thought of when I thought of Lilly. Also, that dude played by Bill Pullman says, "I want the Red Sox to win the World Series." You got your wish, Bill Pullman's character. You got your wish.
I can't believe AJM is missing all this.
F-Bomb
"Going overboard when it comes to terrorism fears" has jumped the proverbial shark.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
But Also Lugo
Sox also get Julio Lugo!
That makes me feel better about the Drew thing, because I like Lugo. He can never be Gonzalez defensively, but I think he'll definitely strive in our lineup. (Even though a commentor recently said on Joy of Sox that he "can't hit his way out of a paper bag." I'd say that's way off.)
That makes me feel better about the Drew thing, because I like Lugo. He can never be Gonzalez defensively, but I think he'll definitely strive in our lineup. (Even though a commentor recently said on Joy of Sox that he "can't hit his way out of a paper bag." I'd say that's way off.)
What Would JD Drew?
Before somebody tells me that Drew has these great stats, allow me to further piss you off:
If we wanted robots at every position who had the best stats, we'd go root for the Yankees. However, Theo, if you're gonna do that, at least get the very best, and not a guy who's only had more than 73 RBI in a season twice. Maybe Ortiz and Manny in the lineup before him will help. I'm excited for what he can be at his best, but I'm not excited for what he can be at his middle of the roadiest. Couple that with the whole "doggin' it" mentality, and we may have a problem.
I promise you, though, I'll watch him play daily before I truly accuse him of not trying.
If we wanted robots at every position who had the best stats, we'd go root for the Yankees. However, Theo, if you're gonna do that, at least get the very best, and not a guy who's only had more than 73 RBI in a season twice. Maybe Ortiz and Manny in the lineup before him will help. I'm excited for what he can be at his best, but I'm not excited for what he can be at his middle of the roadiest. Couple that with the whole "doggin' it" mentality, and we may have a problem.
I promise you, though, I'll watch him play daily before I truly accuse him of not trying.
Drew Crip
Sox (supposedly) get slightly different Trot Nixon, only the kind that doesn't try as hard. Great. Five years of this guy? Well, I guess that gives me time to get used to him, and maybe, one day, like him. We've got great fantasy stats in right field now. Let's just hope the guy does well in the real world.
[Hey, my last three posts, about J.D. Drew, Fancy Nancy, and my mom, who writes mysteries, when put together are "Nancy/Drew/Mysteries." And my mom's book coming out once again coincides with a major Red Sox move, as we expected.]
[Hey, my last three posts, about J.D. Drew, Fancy Nancy, and my mom, who writes mysteries, when put together are "Nancy/Drew/Mysteries." And my mom's book coming out once again coincides with a major Red Sox move, as we expected.]
Fancy Nancy
When I first saw Fancy Nancy's Funny Hour on Manhattan public access, I thought, Come on, we've all seen Gilda Radner and Lily Tomlin do the little girl routine. I kind of thought Nancy was just some bored girl saying whatever pops in to her head, and talking like a little kid, and that had to get old quick.
About two minutes later, though, I was a fan. I grabbed some of it off the TV last night. Here it is (divided into 5 parts):
You start to realize she's talented as you watch more and more. I hardly ever see the show since I can never remember when it's on. But now I know it's Monday nights, maybe channel 67, maybe 12:30. [Update: channel 67, Monday night at midnight, Wed night at 10:30.] She doesn't seem to have a website, but she's got a myspace. I tried getting more show info there, but it's all just colors and shapes to me. And, of course, a bunch of incongruous notes from random, half-naked people which feature wacky pictures of people or animals doing cra-a-zy things. (With all apologies to all the non-stupid people who have a myspace. Or, who have yourspace, or whatever. Oh wait, that makes it sound like Nancy herself is non-non-stupid. Just forget it.) She's also got more clips from her show on YouTube here.
You can also write to her at the address she mentions on the show, and she'll send you a holiday card in the mail.
Anyway, I think it's pretty funny. It also brings up the topic of sex. Not the stuff, the thing. You know what I mean. Like, sitting in front of a camera goofing around seems to be a predominantly male activity.
Why is that? Are females not encouraged to be goofy, especially when they "become a lady," as is fittingly discussed in this episode? What are your thoughts?
Also, this reminds me--speaking of being goofy in front of a camera, I gotta get some stuff up here from the public access show Brian and I used to do in Danbury, called Ready!.
About two minutes later, though, I was a fan. I grabbed some of it off the TV last night. Here it is (divided into 5 parts):
You start to realize she's talented as you watch more and more. I hardly ever see the show since I can never remember when it's on. But now I know it's Monday nights, maybe channel 67, maybe 12:30. [Update: channel 67, Monday night at midnight, Wed night at 10:30.] She doesn't seem to have a website, but she's got a myspace. I tried getting more show info there, but it's all just colors and shapes to me. And, of course, a bunch of incongruous notes from random, half-naked people which feature wacky pictures of people or animals doing cra-a-zy things. (With all apologies to all the non-stupid people who have a myspace. Or, who have yourspace, or whatever. Oh wait, that makes it sound like Nancy herself is non-non-stupid. Just forget it.) She's also got more clips from her show on YouTube here.
You can also write to her at the address she mentions on the show, and she'll send you a holiday card in the mail.
Anyway, I think it's pretty funny. It also brings up the topic of sex. Not the stuff, the thing. You know what I mean. Like, sitting in front of a camera goofing around seems to be a predominantly male activity.
Why is that? Are females not encouraged to be goofy, especially when they "become a lady," as is fittingly discussed in this episode? What are your thoughts?
Also, this reminds me--speaking of being goofy in front of a camera, I gotta get some stuff up here from the public access show Brian and I used to do in Danbury, called Ready!.
'06-'07 Quiz X (With A Twist O' Lymphoma)
In what movie does orange juice come out of a person's finger?
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Monday, December 04, 2006
"I'm Waiting For The Paperback"
Okay, no excuses now. My mom's memoir, Girls of Tender Age, is out in paperback in a few weeks, but it's available for pre-order here, for the low low price of, like, 11 bucks-ish.
When the hardcover came out a year ago, Johnny Damon signed with the Yanks immediately following my review, knocking my mom off the top of my blog. So prepare for some huge baseball thing to happen soon. For Jere's review of Girls of Tender Age: A Memoir, click here.
Screening/Clientele/Salsa
One of our clients here at work screens their calls. You know how I know? Because they admit it, right on their old-school answering message! You call, and a voice says, "We may be able to take your call right now, or, this machine allows for a message of up to one minute." Why don't they just come out and say it: We are able to take your call, we just might not want to..."
A note on the term "client": I always thought it was weird how, at Brian's job, they call the people they help "clients," (or worse, "consumers,"--yowch) even though they're not business-types in suits at a desk in an office, they're mentally challenged people who need help in their homes. I just never think of a "client" as someone whose vomit you clean up (or insert other funny bodily function of your choice). Now, at my job, it's a somewhat similar situation, only we help a different "population." (another weird word--can you use this for anything? The "people whose favorite number is 19" population? The "three-legged dog" population?) but we call our people "clients," too. Not a big fan.
A note on the Tostitos logo. Chan, whose Florida Gators will play for the national title, against my friend Jim's Ohio State Buckeyes, in a battle of two of my Yankee-fan friends who went to different schools, after edging out yet another Yankee fan-friend Mike's Michigan team to get there, has pointed out that the two middle "T"s in the Tostitos logo are actually people fighting over (sharing? co-dipping?) a chip, with a bowl of salsa in between them, one which dots the "I" in the logo. Thanks for that info, Chan.
A note on the term "client": I always thought it was weird how, at Brian's job, they call the people they help "clients," (or worse, "consumers,"--yowch) even though they're not business-types in suits at a desk in an office, they're mentally challenged people who need help in their homes. I just never think of a "client" as someone whose vomit you clean up (or insert other funny bodily function of your choice). Now, at my job, it's a somewhat similar situation, only we help a different "population." (another weird word--can you use this for anything? The "people whose favorite number is 19" population? The "three-legged dog" population?) but we call our people "clients," too. Not a big fan.
A note on the Tostitos logo. Chan, whose Florida Gators will play for the national title, against my friend Jim's Ohio State Buckeyes, in a battle of two of my Yankee-fan friends who went to different schools, after edging out yet another Yankee fan-friend Mike's Michigan team to get there, has pointed out that the two middle "T"s in the Tostitos logo are actually people fighting over (sharing? co-dipping?) a chip, with a bowl of salsa in between them, one which dots the "I" in the logo. Thanks for that info, Chan.
Victory
Thank you to everyone who voted for Joy of Sox for best sports blog in Canada. He won! And it was an amazing finish to the voting. Joy sums it up here. We pulled out all the stops: Jhonny's dgo, Willis and Kimberly, Paris Hilton, bloggers and message boards, and all of you helped him take the title. Thanks. (Also, all you sane people don't have to hear about this anymore!)
About Curt Schilling: Terrible job, Curt, for talking about Manny like that. Why do I get the feeling no one will call Curt a "cancer on the clubhouse" for talking about teammates when they're not there to defend themselves? And you'd think Schilling, who was accused of faking the bloody sock thing (by Mr. So-Called Class-up-the-ass Joe Torre, mind you) wouldn't go around accusing other players of faking injuries or quitting on the team. It's almost like Curt is just another internet fan, reading the articles and spouting opinions based on them. (I guess that's exactly what he is--we knew that.) I would hope a veteran player like that would have the sense to talk to the teammate before going public (despite the speculation) and think about how not doing that could really hurt the team. You want to win the World Series in your final year, Curt? I hope you don't have to face Manny in Game 7, because the question won't be if he homers off you, but how many minutes he'll stand there at home plate after he hits the ball out, rubbing it in your face (deservedly). If we trade him, I hope it's to a team we never see in the postseason.
In Gedman news, I saw a Gedman card on ebay as part of the Worcester Tornadoes 2006 set. (Rich manages the Twisters.) It was ten bucks, so I checked the Tornadoes' site, and they were only five there. Gold, I thought, 'til I saw the shipping would be $5.50! It was still cheaper that way, because the ebay person was charging three dollars for shipping. So I went the offical way. However, I figured if I was gonna pay %5.50 for shipping, I might as well add something to my order. Today, folks, I am the proud owner of a Worcester Tornadoes Sharpie! A full Gedman baseball card update will come one of these days.
About Curt Schilling: Terrible job, Curt, for talking about Manny like that. Why do I get the feeling no one will call Curt a "cancer on the clubhouse" for talking about teammates when they're not there to defend themselves? And you'd think Schilling, who was accused of faking the bloody sock thing (by Mr. So-Called Class-up-the-ass Joe Torre, mind you) wouldn't go around accusing other players of faking injuries or quitting on the team. It's almost like Curt is just another internet fan, reading the articles and spouting opinions based on them. (I guess that's exactly what he is--we knew that.) I would hope a veteran player like that would have the sense to talk to the teammate before going public (despite the speculation) and think about how not doing that could really hurt the team. You want to win the World Series in your final year, Curt? I hope you don't have to face Manny in Game 7, because the question won't be if he homers off you, but how many minutes he'll stand there at home plate after he hits the ball out, rubbing it in your face (deservedly). If we trade him, I hope it's to a team we never see in the postseason.
In Gedman news, I saw a Gedman card on ebay as part of the Worcester Tornadoes 2006 set. (Rich manages the Twisters.) It was ten bucks, so I checked the Tornadoes' site, and they were only five there. Gold, I thought, 'til I saw the shipping would be $5.50! It was still cheaper that way, because the ebay person was charging three dollars for shipping. So I went the offical way. However, I figured if I was gonna pay %5.50 for shipping, I might as well add something to my order. Today, folks, I am the proud owner of a Worcester Tornadoes Sharpie! A full Gedman baseball card update will come one of these days.
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Wrong Again
The bad news is, Trot's out. But we weren't expecting him back. The good news is, the Globe, and Seth Mnookin, were wrong. Mega-wrong. And that's always fun.
WOW
What excitement. After being away from a computer from last night at 8:30 until this morning, I checked my inbox to find a virtual thrill ride of e-mails. I read along with Joy of Sox's comments from last night, as the Canadian Blog Awards voting came to a close.
At around 11:20 PM (the voting closed at midnight), the lead, which had been 105 ten hours earlier...was down to ONE vote. The folks over at Battle of Alberta were using tactics shadier than ours, and almost pulled it off. But, amazingly, the Joy camp staved off the attack, and won going away, 685-673.
Victory!
This, assuming we were following the right horse, since the results were blind. But my team of investigators confirmed--three separate times--that Joy was indeed in the lead. I just hope JoyBoy was accurately tracking the count when the lead was down to one. (In fact, looking at Alberta's info, they think they took the lead at some point. Joy, are you sure you tracked it perfectly?)
Official results to be posted Sunday at 9 PM eastern here.
At around 11:20 PM (the voting closed at midnight), the lead, which had been 105 ten hours earlier...was down to ONE vote. The folks over at Battle of Alberta were using tactics shadier than ours, and almost pulled it off. But, amazingly, the Joy camp staved off the attack, and won going away, 685-673.
Victory!
This, assuming we were following the right horse, since the results were blind. But my team of investigators confirmed--three separate times--that Joy was indeed in the lead. I just hope JoyBoy was accurately tracking the count when the lead was down to one. (In fact, looking at Alberta's info, they think they took the lead at some point. Joy, are you sure you tracked it perfectly?)
Official results to be posted Sunday at 9 PM eastern here.
Friday, December 01, 2006
Naked Female Male Celebrities Paris Hilton Hot XXX
That oughtta get 'em here.
If you're reading this and it's Friday night before midnight, please VOTE HERE for Joy Of Sox. Three and a half hours left and once again his competition is making a surge! Click the link and go to category 13, Best Sports Blog. Joy needs you now more than ever. Also, I'm pretty sure a very young, very cute member of his family is in some type of hospital. This would really help them.
Patriotism your thing? Well, a true American would vote for the blog that brings our AMERICAN game to Canada. Don't let the terrorists win.
Nakedness and or sex stuff RIGHT HERE. (The nakedest stuff is in category 13, so scroll down.)
If you're reading this and it's Friday night before midnight, please VOTE HERE for Joy Of Sox. Three and a half hours left and once again his competition is making a surge! Click the link and go to category 13, Best Sports Blog. Joy needs you now more than ever. Also, I'm pretty sure a very young, very cute member of his family is in some type of hospital. This would really help them.
Patriotism your thing? Well, a true American would vote for the blog that brings our AMERICAN game to Canada. Don't let the terrorists win.
Nakedness and or sex stuff RIGHT HERE. (The nakedest stuff is in category 13, so scroll down.)
Garlic Furley
Possible problems with garlic knots:
1. Stick to foil.
2. Not enough garlic.
3. Too much garlic. (rare)
4. Don't taste good.
If you can think of any more, let me know. I thought of this because I just ate some (problems: slightly #1), not because I've been linked on a food blog. The "Lead Burrito Analyst" over at Burrito Blog gave me a nod after I gave him an update on the place Chan & I always get burritos at. Thanks to him. And to Baseball Heavy, where I found the link to BB. And to Wicth City, who "discovered" BH. And to Al Gore, for inventing this internet which WC found me through.
1. Stick to foil.
2. Not enough garlic.
3. Too much garlic. (rare)
4. Don't taste good.
If you can think of any more, let me know. I thought of this because I just ate some (problems: slightly #1), not because I've been linked on a food blog. The "Lead Burrito Analyst" over at Burrito Blog gave me a nod after I gave him an update on the place Chan & I always get burritos at. Thanks to him. And to Baseball Heavy, where I found the link to BB. And to Wicth City, who "discovered" BH. And to Al Gore, for inventing this internet which WC found me through.
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No News Is Bad News
I guess it's gonna be "everybody talk about Trot with a side of Manny" day here in Red Sox Cubicle.
Let's just not trade manny. Who's with me? Everything I hear about a Manny deal sounds to me like the Red Sox are trying to see what they can do to secure fourth place in '07. And if this "sign trot because then we somehow can trade manny" thing has any truth to it, well, I love Trot, but if I had to get rid of him or Manny, I'd keep Manny. What is going on here? Answer: Probably nothing. Reporters need stuff to do, I guess.
Let's just not trade manny. Who's with me? Everything I hear about a Manny deal sounds to me like the Red Sox are trying to see what they can do to secure fourth place in '07. And if this "sign trot because then we somehow can trade manny" thing has any truth to it, well, I love Trot, but if I had to get rid of him or Manny, I'd keep Manny. What is going on here? Answer: Probably nothing. Reporters need stuff to do, I guess.
Final Choipter
Baseball Heavy WINS! for her coverage of the current Hee-seop Choi news. Choi's been signed by the Devil Rays--for almost one million dollars a year, officially ending the Red Sox'--I mean, PawSox'--Choi era. You may remember when we got this guy, Jere, aka me, looked at the guy's antiquated, pre-talkie-days statistics and quickly concluded the guy was a bum. Whereas the Nina SABR-hagen Das-EFX people thought differently, that we somehow were the only club to recognize the true brilliance of this guy. BSM said, at the time,
Choi's just a great pickup all around- very good defense, very good plate discipline, undervalued, came for free, cheap as hell, good power, and provides insurance on the almost inevitable Snow/ Lowell suckfest. This is where Theo beats the other guys- depth and roster construction.
His career Red Sox totals:
Every category: 0
But I'm sure you're gonna tell me he was somehow good for your fantasy team last year in ways I couldn't possibly understand! (Yes, I know he has injury problems.)
Choi's just a great pickup all around- very good defense, very good plate discipline, undervalued, came for free, cheap as hell, good power, and provides insurance on the almost inevitable Snow/ Lowell suckfest. This is where Theo beats the other guys- depth and roster construction.
His career Red Sox totals:
Every category: 0
But I'm sure you're gonna tell me he was somehow good for your fantasy team last year in ways I couldn't possibly understand! (Yes, I know he has injury problems.)
For Mississauga
Vote for Joy of Sox! Category 13. Last day!
I often use the Willis/Beauty Pageant analogy in situations where someone loses, say, an MVP vote because the guy had a teammate in the running, causing voters to split votes between the teammates and allowing someone from another team to win. (Interesting how even with multiple Twins in this year's race, one still won, so I didn't get to use the analogy.) Recently, I found among my old tapes the footage of the exact moment from Diff'rent Strokes where Willis sums up the whole concept. Now, the analogy doesn't fit into the current Canadian Blog Awards vote, but, hey, I wanted to get this onto the web, and there are five candidates in the race, just like in Willis and Kimberly's pageant. So, here's the classic scene:
It's amazing to me how we in the Joy camp are doing exactly enough to keep the race between Joy and some hockey blog perfectly even, at least for the last ten hours or so. It's kind of like how 90 feet is the perfect distance from home to first. Overall, Joy's holding a 490-439 lead with 24 hours left in the voting. (In my head I envisioned a 51-point midnight lead at around 6:00, and I was dead on. I don't expect you to believe that since it's undocumented, but anyone who knows me knows it's probably true.)
People, it all comes down to Friday. We've fought long and hard. It's been a long haul up this mountain, but we're not at the summit yet. We've battled through rain, sleet, snow and ice. We lost a few along the way, sure. We weren't the favorites in this thing, after all. But we're here--what's left of us, anyway--we're together, and we're as proud a squadron as I have ever come across in all my years. I mean that, people. So I want everybody to get out there, bust your butts, and leave everything out on that polling place floor. And another thing: Don't come back without a trophy in your hand.
Now let's go! Go! Go! Aaaaarrrrrrrr!!!!!
I often use the Willis/Beauty Pageant analogy in situations where someone loses, say, an MVP vote because the guy had a teammate in the running, causing voters to split votes between the teammates and allowing someone from another team to win. (Interesting how even with multiple Twins in this year's race, one still won, so I didn't get to use the analogy.) Recently, I found among my old tapes the footage of the exact moment from Diff'rent Strokes where Willis sums up the whole concept. Now, the analogy doesn't fit into the current Canadian Blog Awards vote, but, hey, I wanted to get this onto the web, and there are five candidates in the race, just like in Willis and Kimberly's pageant. So, here's the classic scene:
It's amazing to me how we in the Joy camp are doing exactly enough to keep the race between Joy and some hockey blog perfectly even, at least for the last ten hours or so. It's kind of like how 90 feet is the perfect distance from home to first. Overall, Joy's holding a 490-439 lead with 24 hours left in the voting. (In my head I envisioned a 51-point midnight lead at around 6:00, and I was dead on. I don't expect you to believe that since it's undocumented, but anyone who knows me knows it's probably true.)
People, it all comes down to Friday. We've fought long and hard. It's been a long haul up this mountain, but we're not at the summit yet. We've battled through rain, sleet, snow and ice. We lost a few along the way, sure. We weren't the favorites in this thing, after all. But we're here--what's left of us, anyway--we're together, and we're as proud a squadron as I have ever come across in all my years. I mean that, people. So I want everybody to get out there, bust your butts, and leave everything out on that polling place floor. And another thing: Don't come back without a trophy in your hand.
Now let's go! Go! Go! Aaaaarrrrrrrr!!!!!
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