Year: 2005

Today’s the day. I’m totally pumped. It will all be decided in a matter of hours. Unfortunately, my plans didn’t quite work out as planned. I had hoped to go to Philly for the game, but bars would be too expensive (Chickie ‘n Pete’s wanted $125/person!) and probably no the most fun for Lisa and I. Work has been so crazy lately that I never got around to making the plans I should have – hanging out with my family for the game. By the time I made the effort, everybody had their plans elsewhere. Instead I’ll just have to enjoy the game here at home in beautiful Hi-Def glory.

Hey, I love me Dad (and he did teach me the game), but I’m still looking forward to the crisp picture I’ll be getting courtesy of Comcast.

This weekend has been a big Philly sendup for me. Yesterday morning I introduced Lisa to the glories of Pork Roll. Of course it was Taylor, and straight from the log – the way it was meant to be. Then we headed south to find a sporting goods store that admits teams other than the Yankees exist (have I mentioned how much the NYC area sucks). I picked up a championship shirt to go under my jersey. After putzing around Princeton Forrestal Village we stopped by my parents’ and went out to dinner with my Mom. I love that my Mom will end up picking a pub for dinner. On our way home we stopped by the 24-hour Acme and picked up a “One” shirt (which Lisa is now wearing). My Mom also provided us with some scrapple to start our Philly Super Bowl day. Mmm mmm!

Now I’ve got the DVR fired up, some Yuengling in the fridge, kielbasa defrosting, and a big ol’ bag of Sour Cream and Onion Herrs chips to help me cheer on an Eagles victory. If all goes well, I’ll be on Broad Stree come Tuesday morning.

Once this is all over, I’m sure that this space will return to it’s regularly scheduled blog…

I finally got a new pair of black shoes last night. One of those amazingly quick and easy shopping endeavours. The goal was black shoes for work with a side order of Chick-fil-A. Of course the nuggest came first, and then Lisa and I sought out the Journeys, only to realize that I mixed up which mall it was in. That left me a tad disappointed, but Lisa would not give up and suggested that we check out Macy’s. I went along, although I didn’t have much hope.

After searching through many pairs of dress shoes, I finally decided to try on a pair of Timberlands. Not exactly what I wanted, but they looked different. Unfortunately, they did not have them in the size of my abnormally large feet. Ugh. They did, however, have a pair of Rockports around my size in black leather. The floor model was only displayed in brown nubuck, so I never would have guessed – well, if I had any patience for dealing with sales people I might have guessed. Lo and behold, they fit. It took me about 15 seconds to make a decision, and away we went. The right one is feeling a little tight (like a said, I got big uns!), but otherwise I’m satisfied. So the real question remains, what the hell took me so long?
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Once again, I missed the anniversary of this blog. Not that my silly first post was much of an introduction to the blogosphere. But now that I have entered year three, it’s time to let go of some drafts that I’m just not going to get around to. Before I delete them, here are the topics that never were:

• I used to love driving – There’s enough interesting material started here, that I’ll probably save the draft and start reconstructing it. The premise for this entry was all of the morons I am forced to share the road with have ruined my love for driving. A topic that could be revisited after almost any of my daily commutes.
• “For who? For what?” – Using the famous Rickey Watters quote (from when he was with the Eagles), I wanted to discuss our reactions to the tragedies of others. When you comfort somebody over a loss, are your words really there to comfort them, or you?
• Privacy in the age of blogging – This one I’ll definitely be keeping. I plan on turning it into an article of sorts, as it no longer fits as just a post. The subject matter was inspired by the blog readme I’ve seen various sites link to.
• Are you a noun or verb? – Kurt spoke about his photography and whether it made him a photographer or not. You might as well look at what he said, as I doubt I could elaborate much more.
• “I’m very tired” – I started writing this post after speaking with Sara Jane at her father’s wake. It was difficult and painful to work through, and eventually I gave up. Although the subject matter of death and its effects are always relevant, it’s time to abandon this entry.
• The choices we make – I think I might finish this story about helping a stranded motorist off later today and finally post it. A couple months overdue, the point was not to praise myself for my own actions, but to encourage others to make similar decisions.

Not too shabby. This has helped me clean out the admin side of things, and will perhaps speed up my work on other areas of the site.

I keep forgetting to point out this gem that Kris sent me: Alien Loves Predator. What happens when a brutal, human-hunting, heavily-armed alien meets up with a brutal, human-hunting, heavily-armored alien? They decide to hang out in NYC, of course. I’ve only started reading it, but the first two strips alone are some of the funniest things I’ve ever read.

Ever wonder why most people don’t get cricket? Check out the lead to this article on a match between Australia and the West Indies:

Fast bowler Brett Lee took four wickets for 38 runs as the West Indies collapsed to 196 all out in reply to the hosts’ 269 for eight from 50 overs.

I cannot even fathom what any of that might mean. Not to knock a sport I really don’t know, but someone lost by 73 runs? How is that even possible?

Yes, my life can finally return to normal. My beloved Birds are heading to the Super Bowl! The Championship Game was a good one, but certainly didn’t feel like the domination it was for most of it. I told Lisa at one point, “I don’t want a good game, I just want the win.” I’ve seen enough good football games in my life, now I just want to see the Eagles play in the Super Bowl. And I will finally get that come February 6th.
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I forgot to mention earlier, but Hoboken Rocks (kind of an off-shoot of ArtKore) is running a show tomorrow night at Maxwell’s in Hoboken. Sure, it’s eight whole dollars, but I can assure you that five of the bands are awesome, and I’ve heard good things about the others. Lisa and I plan on being there for any who wish to join in the fun.

HOBOKEN ROCKS Maiden Voyage @ Maxwell’s
1039 Washington Street
Hoboken, NJ 201-653-1703

Marc Giannotti 8:00
Crewman Number Six 8:30
Butterspy 9:00
Motel Creeps 10:00
Karyn Kuhl 10:30
High Speed Chase 11:00
eugene 12:00

Doors 7:30 – $8.00

I forgot to mention the game today. I’ve been running on football overload the past two weeks thanks to the playoffs. But yesterday was exactly what I needed – a real game featuring the Eagles. Since they clinched home field advantage sometime in the preseason and have been resting starters October, I’ve been desperate for a game. And as much as I was certain all of their R&R would not render them rusty, you can’t help but be slightly affected by all of the negative media around you.

Fortunately, the Eagles shut up all of the doubters, and thoroughly dominated the Vikings in a game that was not nearly as close as the 27-14 final may indicate. And to make it even better, I discovered that my new DVR allows me to view HD channels. Which means I got to watch the game in the most glorious and pristine widescreen format that you can imagine. I wanted to cry… well, not really, but you get the idea.
Continue reading “Fourth time’s a charm”

Apparently Jets fans are not too happy with Doug Brien‘s two failed attempts at beating the Steelers this weekend. At least they’ve kept their sense of humor.