Month: January 2007

I love geek humor. I love music humor. Therefore I love this:

I was all set to write some rambling rant about how pissed off I was that Andy Reid quit on the team with 2 minutes left and ordered a punt when we needed to go for it. Alright, I just summarized my bitching there, but that’s all I’m going to do. I got my frustrations out on the Eagles’ Message Board, and I’m sure friends will hear all about it, too; but I’m not doing it here.

Instead I’ll just rave about what an awesome time I had hanging with my pals in the Hoboken Eagles Club. We packed around 160 screaming fans into only half of Mulligan’s (our usual back room had already been rented out for the night prior to the club moving there) and had a blast. Much like we have all season long. Here’s a big, hearty thank you to Sean from Philly2Hoboken.com for organizing this each year and bringing all of us displaced fans together. You can check out his pictures from last night which, since he’s a way better blogger than I, are already up on flickr. If you squint, you might even be able to make me out in this one:

The end of this season makes me a little sad, because I’m just not sure if I can make the club next year. I’m hoping by then to have a better setup for the game here at home, and the half hour drive and subsequent search for parking can just be too much of a hassle sometimes. It’s not like I’ll never get to see any of my buddies there again, but it won’t be a regular habit. Just another part of my crazy 20s in Hoboken gets ready to be laid to rest.

Well, it’s time for me to prepare for life after football again… hey, isn’t the Bears game on?

Check out the roads on this list! I’m not sure how Bolivia’s “Road of Death” isn’t #1, though.

And then she’s all mine. Not that my new Corolla isn’t mine yet, but in 13 miles I break that first 1000 mile barrier. And you know what that means? No, me neither…

Well, it’s been suggested that you shouldn’t drive over 50 or 60 or 65 MPH during that “breaking in” period. Much like not running too fast for the first month in a new pair of shoes. What? You guys don’t do that? Whatever, I went with 65 MPH because the few times I hit the highway I wasn’t about to ride the shoulder at 49. Of course, if I had RTFM I would have also found out that I shouldn’t have been using the cruise control, either. Whoops…

Since it’s about 7 or 8 miles between home and work, and I’ll also have to run out for lunch, there’s a good chance that none of this will mean anything come later tonight. Which means that the next time I hit the open roads of New Jersey, hello 75 and goodbye granny driving style.

Driving my old crapmobile really hindered my driving ability – well, that and the aftershock of my accident way back when. I have honestly not been as assertive ever since. But driving a car with real acceleration and braking ability certainly goes a long way in bringing back ye olde confidence. However, forcing yourself to brake the entire way down the crazy hills of I280 certainly goes a long way in keeping that confidence shaky. We’ll see how well she opens up for me on my way into Hoboken Saturday night – then she’ll be all mine. Honestly, there was no way for that last sentence to not come out dirty…

When I heard that Apple had officially announced the iPhone, all I could do was shudder. My assumption is that my feed reader is clogging up at this very moment with dozens of Macheads proclaiming how Steve Jobs has redefined the way we speaking into tiny plastic boxes at inconvenient times. There are, no doubt, countless reviews proclaiming the sheer genius of its design based upon a couple of graphics (which, IMHO, make it look somewhat awkward). It’s days like these that I consider abandoning the “blogosphere” for deeper waters.

At the very least, this may very well help me start working on my new theory that Wikipedia, while amusing at times, is only truly useful for settling bar bets amongst geeks. My first bit of evidence will be to note that the entry for this one day old gadget called the iPhone is already longer than that of the 7000 year old invention known as the wheel.

Yes, I am totally cheating. This post is finally going up 4 days after I intended it to. But I’m backdating it. Why? Because I can, and because it’s the only way I’ll ever remember when my nieces and nephews were born. To emphasize my lameness, the photo in this post isn’t even one I took – I didn’t even bring my camera into the hospital. So, without further ado, here’s the post (and remember, pretend you’re reading this on Saturday, January 6th):

The next generation of Slatterys continues to grow. This time we can blame my sister Laura and here hubby Carlos for adding to the growing number of grandkids with my 3rd niece, Lily Anne Rivera. She was born yesterday (keep playing along, that would be January 5th) just a couple miles from her new home. To emphasize the confusing Irish/Hispanic name combination, this child is somewhere between our pasty-white European lineage and the thick black haired look of her father. Now, bow down before her cuteness:

She’s absolutely beautiful – which is awesome, because I hate ugly babies… I even held her, something our oldest sister Lisa would have tsked at since I never held any of hers when they were born. In my defense, I was in high school and clearly too cool for baby-holding.

So I had last week off and became so lazy that I didn’t even bother updating this site – which is probably the one thing I most wanted to do. I had grandiose ideas to do the redesign I’ve been promising myself for the last year and a half and, instead, split my time between work (yes, even during my “time off”) and watching bad movies (oh Dracula 2000 – you had such promise!). Alright, I did more than that – there was plenty of quality time with my family (and Lisa’s) as well as a wonderful dinner to commemorate another year in the life of my blushing bride (if you have yet to eat at The Dining Room at Anthony David’s, you are seriously missing out).

New Year’s Eve was a low-keyed, night at home. We counted down to midnight with Dick Clark and were in bed shortly after. I attempted to text message people a “Happy New Year”, but either Verizon’s network or my own technical ineptness presented me with multiple error messages. A couple replies let me know some of it went through – so if you got a message from em, cool, otherwise assume that I tried to send you one…

So far 2007 has brought us renewed attempts at healthy living and home renovation. Four days in I’m working on my first cleanse (thanks to a cleansing kit actually dubbed such) and we’re both taking our vitamins and exercising regularly. If we can make it through 2 weeks, I think it’ll be a success. The home renovation requires some pictures (as usual – to follow), but those of you who have been subjected to my tours of the house have heard my plans to turn the double closet in the office into a built-in bookcase. It looks like that might just be a reality. Oh the possibilities a new set of 365 days brings us…