My telepathic message ("first do no harm") got through to Theo Epstein.
.... I've been reading lots of "real news" to distract myself from the horror that is Manny Ramierez. I'm still allowing myself to check Boston.com way too frequently, but I forced myself to get through a long Newsweek feature on John Roberts. Normally I'd never pick up Newsweak, and I also have a strange aversion to reading about the Supreme Court, so this was quite a feat on my part.
My mom used to tell me that there was no such thing as free lunch. It only took me about 25 years, but I've started seeing what she means recently....I eat a fair amount of expensive lunches on other people's tabs (mostly defense contractors who are then probably charging the bill back to DOD, which then of course gets past back to me and all the other taxpayers) but I was just in a really good mood thinking it was hard to complain about a day where you get a nice white wine with lunch.
I got into my car and pulled out of the Pentagon parking lot the other day after meeting with a member of the Joint Chiefs of Staff and the first song on the radio was "What's so funny bout peace love and understanding?"
I passed a truck that appeared to be delivering bar furniture the other day, and some genius painted white over the trucks advertisement for "pool tables" so it said "poo tables" but what was even better was that "poo tables" was listed right next to "stools."
Dan and Boski:
.... if I hear him say another f-ing thing...
... for me with that horrible commercial for Ameriquest. Lending a song to a stupid commercial is tolerable, but their performance in that thing ruined my night until I saw Terry Francona in the AL dugout doing his duty as manager of the WORLD SERIES CHAMPS. Suck on that NY!
So I was leafing through the Musician's Friend catalog yesterday, which basically is like porn for me that I can leave out in the open because I like looking at all the guitars but am really unlikely to buy anything in that catalog in the near term other than strings, and started getting irritated with the pictures of keyboards, tape recorders, and other assorted recording gear like headphones. Pages of headphones....