A Quick Update for this Saturday Night
Yeah, as if long-winded tomes has been the norm these last few days...First
, apologies for the lack of a Friday playlist. I do have a very special one coming up soon, so be patient.Secondly
, I'm pleased with the Red Sox (right now). Not just because of the wins. But because of the future implications.
Jon Lester won his first game the other night, with Jonathan Papelbon saving it. That's 22 & 25 years old, respectively.
Today, Josh Beckett won it, Manny Delcarmen got a hold, and Paps got another save. That's 26, 23, and 25.
Since the Yanks did a solid job holding a 9-2 lead, and the Blue Jays are perennially doomed due to their short-sighted view of their Spring Training operations, the Sox might well win the AL East. But don't expect it to be easy, as Tampa Bay is a real resurgent due to the return of Rhode Island's own Rocco Baldelli.Third off
, I took in my rooftop pool/sun deck today. I applied sunscreen. I missed a spot. Or two. Or three. And they're all in a line. My face now has a halfcourt line.
(uno, dos, tres, quatorce)40
, going to Vegas next weekend for 2006 Summer Bachelor Party #1. Haven't been to Vegas since 1996, when I was out as a 20 year old junior with a then-UNLV dobo come Division I head coach at Club Drink.
Apparently Drink is closed. But if anyone has Vegas suggestions, send them to the comments or to firstname.lastname@example.org
. I'm looking for a good buffalo wing joint, as well as a good spot to catch the Fox Game of the Week on Sat., June 24 (Philly @ Boston). I'm thinking the Mirage Sports Book. Do they have good cheeseburgers and what does it take to get Miller Lite gratis?(and apparently this isn't going to be a short post...woo-hoo, aren't you lucky I decided to make it another of my patented Milwaukee nights where I stay in, drink a few bottles of wine, listen to music, and blog...)
A few quick notes and thoughts I had today:
** Pet Sounds
by the Beach Boys is pure musical genius. Brian Wilson ranks in the top 3 or 4 of "Most underrated musicians in the last 30 years."
** So does Bob Marley. Got a chance to listen to my favorite rendition of "No Woman, No Cry"
this afternoon while taking the opportunity to give my face an international date line.
Bob sang: "Everything's Gonna Be Alright." He's right. I hope.
** We still have the song crush on the Gnarls Barkley tune "Crazy." But I also have a crush on the covers by Ray Lamontagne and Nelly Furtado.
I also also have a crush on Nelly, but she likes Steve Nash and while I'm prettier than that greasy haired Canuck, he can dribble with his right hand.
I'm like a bird.
** Today marks the 20th anniversary of the tragic death of Leonard K. Bias.
For as powerful as the English words "What if?" can be...and I ask myself that two-worded question everyday - maybe every hour as the human struggle between finite and infiniteness sends me into a spiralling abyss - can you imagine Len Bias wearing #34 instead of, say, Kevin Gamble?
** CS(N)Y on the iPod right now: "If you can't be with the one you love, honey, love the one your with..."
I'm with me, leather. But I while I love me, I don't like it.
** The referee in today's US/Italy was straight-up cheating.
Three red cards in the World Cup? Are you shitting me?
That's like having Artie McDonald, Joe DeMayo, and Bob Adams (yeah, I'm calling you out) working a Final Four.
Human decision making the call on human action will ALWAYS result in fault, as, well, because. That's how it goes. And if you play sports, or merely observe, you enter that "agreement" knowing full-well of human failty.
But cheating, well, that just sucks.
** Never mentioned it in an earlier post, but there was a line from Bob Dylan's song "Isis" that floored me for close to 36 hours: "What drives me to you is what drives me insane"
G-D, Bob, where were you in 2002?
** I love wine.
** Watch the movie/documentary "The Smartest Guys in the Room." Then you decide whether this is true
, or just some pathetic fucking (and normally it's "shampoo," but not for this prick) attempt to gain sympathetic P.R.
I say: "make sure you get your whole face in front of the shotgun."
Ok, on that note, I sign off. Time for sleepy.
Be good. One.