Saturday, October 30, 2004

Yo Homes, smell ya later....

Does it make anyone else feel old that The Fresh Prince of Bel-air on Nick at Nite?

Movies, Music and Books...

Wifey and I have been catching up on our Netflix DVD's this weekend. First up was The Ladykillers. I liked it, plain and simple. Not going to rank as a favorite but I was entertained for a few hours and really what else is there? The dialog had me laughing and the ending while predictable was satisfying. The Coen's are definitely among my favorites and so I am a bit biased.

Next up was Hellboy. I never read the comic book and I didn't know the premise going in but I was again -- entertained. Not great but not horrible either. The premise was strong enough to hold two full hours but the villains had no real intrigue. The "unconventional hero" and "newbie sidekick" relationship wasn't fully developed for the finish but a fun movie for a Saturday night with the wife.

A couple of weeks ago The Wife and I had an abrupt and unexpected visitor. It was a bit awkward and I was not at all happy about it. Its a long story but Wifey felt really bad and wanted to help me feel better. We had to make a quick run to a large chain department store for some stuff and while picking up the things I needed The Wife went off on her own. We met up at the checkout and before I new it the cashier was scanning the new Mos Def album New Danger. My wife really is the best. Anyway, the album was nothing like I expected. Mos is truly taking chances here with touches of gospel, the Blues, and heavy metal. On the first listen I found myself hoping that maybe in the next song we would just get to hear Mos flow. Don't get me wrong because he does but not that often. Overall it is a good album but if I want to hear the blues or some gospel, Mos Def is not where I'm going to go.

I also stumbled upon a blast from the past. I had commissioned a mix CD from wifey on the occasion of my birthday. In producing said CD she made a few purchases online. One of which was The Lemonhead's Come on Feel the Lemonheads, a CD I hadn't heard in years and years. Merely a few notes in and I was back in the tenth grade. I know that smell is the strongest sense tied to memory but music will get you there just fine. Riding the big yellow school bus with my walkman in my trenchcoat pocket. The walkman stayed with me wherever I went and when I found an album I really liked I would probably hear it 4 to 5 times daily. This was one of those albums and it was surprising where it took me. The nursing home, the band room, the stadium on a Friday night during football season, Newport in the nighttime. It was a fun trip back in time.

I'm still knee-deep in Lethem's Fortress of Solitude. The reading slowed down greatly with the ALCS and the World Series going on and the celebration hasn't ended yet. Fortress... has just surprised me at last reading. It is quite good I am always impressed when a book brings me something that I completely didn't see coming.

Thursday, October 28, 2004

Pinch Me.

Where the hell do I start?

I drove to 9 different convenience stores and gas stations before and after work today to buy as many different newspapers as I could find. My mother-in-law who lives in northern New Jersey bought a bunch to mail up to me. My mother did the same and found my a Boston Globe. I was very pissed that I couldn't find one. Every place that sold them had run out at like six this morning. They'll all make their way into plastic and then into a large box filled with newspapers from October 16th 1986 that ran with the variation on the headline --"Red Sox Win the Pennant!!" This morning the Providence Journal greeted me at the doorstep with the beautiful headline CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD.

While driving around looking for the papers I listened to the local sports radio station as they took calls from fans. The DJ's encouraged stories about what this major event has mean to each of us. This guy was telling everyone listening about his night last night. After turning down requests from his friends to watch the game at a bar he chose to spend the night with his parents and his grandmother. When the game ended they all cried and hugged each other in celebration. The guy was getting choked up on the phone and I am man enough to say that I started to tear up. This game, this moment, this feeling, has effected this area has been as intense a situation as sports has ever created. Everyone I know and work with has been slow tired and unproductive, you can't tell me that has no effect on the economy. The underlying threat of riots in the streets of Boston and on college campuses across new england had added the only tension of the World Series. Late games had disrupted sleep schedule already shaky due to the long and stressful ALCS. Relief, excitement, contentment, happiness, none of them truly express it, I simply have no frame of reference for it.

I think it is amazing that I received calls of congratulations from people this morning all because I am a Red Sox fan. This cracks me up. I did deserve the accolades though, had I not sat on the couch and drank a lot of beer last night there's no telling how that game pans out.

Did anyone else notice how the broadcast of the game featured more live on location footage of Red Sox fans in both Baghdad and New York City than Boston? Why Fox why?

I saw more smiles this morning at work than I ever have. I am fairly certain that I knew why damn near every time.

Tuesday, October 26, 2004


Have you ever woken up and felt like you were going to have a very bad day only to have an absolutely terrible day? Yeah, that was fun. At least The sox are winning.

Monday, October 25, 2004

Sleepy Sox

With the Sox on the road tonight I am sure to get to bed at a reasonable hour. I haven't gone to bed at the same time as my wife in easily three weeks. We should put that streak to an end tonight. I never realized the disruption that baseball can bring to my life, for the past two weeks everything else has stopped, work, reading, writing, oh, and there's some sort of election coming up but I wouldn't know it. Over the weekend the only non Red Sox related programming I watched was the fantastic Patriots game. I hesitate to actually talk about the baseball games themselves for fear of ruining it all, suffice it to say that I am so far a very happy fan. If only I could get some sleep.