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Published On: Apr 04, 2006 11:18 PM
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Published On: Apr 04, 2006 11:18 PM
Play Ball
Or, why this is the best time of the
year
The Mariners lost last night, and before Tivo had
to do its thing with Gilmore
Girls, they were up 5-0 on the Los Angeles
Angels of Anaheim (I can't believe there haven't been riots about that name
yet).
Really, though, it just doesn't matter. Baseball is back and there's going to be no trouble. Springtime and the living is easy. The final four was fun and all, but this is the real thing. The real grass, the real relationships. OK, sure, I don't know exactly everyone on the M's but there are enough people who I know and love--of course Ichiro, but then also Yuniesky Betancourt (mainly just because of his name), Jamie Moyer because he's older than God, and Eddie Guardado for how unreasonably passionate he gets.
It's all fun, it's all glorious, and it's all on my TV thanks to the Dish Network package that I don't even sign up for anymore--they just know.
In other news, my students' essays are out of my hands and thank God for that. I think I really pissed them off today with their grades (2 D+s, which I never give out), but they are pissing me off with their carelessness. I was really stressed by those essays for some reason. Tomorrow will be better when I can concentrate on cleaning my inbox out and getting things all straight in the office.
This weekend may be our first weekend of yard work and I am actually looking forward to it. We have years-long plans to do some things in the yard, and this may just be the year we get motivated to do it. Who knows though. Remodeling the bathroom downstairs is turning into an epic melodrama at this point. Blech.
Oh, we saw V for Vendetta this weekend. I muchly liked it; Rick had a surprisingly visceral Yeah! reaction to it. The sound was sort of screwed up in our theater; we had pondered going for Imax, but decided not to--though now I wish we had. Natalie Portman was great and the general way that the story was done was good. I think it's a bit heady for most audiences (e.g. V sports some seriously wicked vocabulary and not knowing who Guy Fawkes was, while not imperative, leaves you at a disadvantage). But the politics stuff is, as you no doubt have heard, scarily dead on, though I think the sickness metaphor that was AIDS-related has now been terror-ified (could be wrong on that). Interesting normalization of homosexuality. Very entertaining and, nay, even inspiring.
Day 94
Really, though, it just doesn't matter. Baseball is back and there's going to be no trouble. Springtime and the living is easy. The final four was fun and all, but this is the real thing. The real grass, the real relationships. OK, sure, I don't know exactly everyone on the M's but there are enough people who I know and love--of course Ichiro, but then also Yuniesky Betancourt (mainly just because of his name), Jamie Moyer because he's older than God, and Eddie Guardado for how unreasonably passionate he gets.
It's all fun, it's all glorious, and it's all on my TV thanks to the Dish Network package that I don't even sign up for anymore--they just know.
In other news, my students' essays are out of my hands and thank God for that. I think I really pissed them off today with their grades (2 D+s, which I never give out), but they are pissing me off with their carelessness. I was really stressed by those essays for some reason. Tomorrow will be better when I can concentrate on cleaning my inbox out and getting things all straight in the office.
This weekend may be our first weekend of yard work and I am actually looking forward to it. We have years-long plans to do some things in the yard, and this may just be the year we get motivated to do it. Who knows though. Remodeling the bathroom downstairs is turning into an epic melodrama at this point. Blech.
Oh, we saw V for Vendetta this weekend. I muchly liked it; Rick had a surprisingly visceral Yeah! reaction to it. The sound was sort of screwed up in our theater; we had pondered going for Imax, but decided not to--though now I wish we had. Natalie Portman was great and the general way that the story was done was good. I think it's a bit heady for most audiences (e.g. V sports some seriously wicked vocabulary and not knowing who Guy Fawkes was, while not imperative, leaves you at a disadvantage). But the politics stuff is, as you no doubt have heard, scarily dead on, though I think the sickness metaphor that was AIDS-related has now been terror-ified (could be wrong on that). Interesting normalization of homosexuality. Very entertaining and, nay, even inspiring.
Day 94
Posted: Tue - April 4, 2006 at 11:18 PM |