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All right; enough with the manufactured media controversy (it's been a slow news week - unless, of course, you have the mental fortitude and steely determination required to look beyond the circus sideshow that passes for presidential campaign coverage in this country: N. Korean nukes, major Supreme Court rulings, unrest in Zimbabwe ... no I want to hear more about Michelle Obama on The View) and the rating-boost ploys of an evangelical "leader" with swiftly fading prominence (his people did, after all, announce to CNN what he would say on his program before it ever aired - you'd think if it was actually newsworthy he would have gone on and said it and let the networks cover it, right?). Seriously folks, if the average age of a Limbaugh listener is a vibrant 65, the average Dobson listener must be, like, an energetic 96.
It's time for a post about softball injuries. Check this one out:
I guess you can call me Schilling, since this came in toward the end of a heroic pitching effort last night. I mean, check out my bloody sock and then check out his bloody sock. Yeah. I've notified Cooperstown that they can have it for a display if they want it. Still waiting to hear back. I just hope they let me know before laundry day. My line in the glorious (15-6) victory: 7 IP, 5 ER, 6 BB, 1K. My ERA currently stands at a league leading 5.00. I helped my own cause a bit with an RBI double and a couple of runs scored. Quick shoutouts to Andrew who helped us out in a pinch and played solid D in the outfield and Darcy and Heather who cheered us on to victory. Nice work, everyone.
On second thought, nobody call me Schilling. Seriously.
"I think he's deliberately distorting the traditional understanding of the Bible to fit his own worldview, his own confused theology ... dragging biblical understanding through the gutter."-James Dobson, responding to, and frankly mischaracterizing, an address delivered by Barack Obama at a Christian conference on 6/28/2006.
Well played, Dobson, well played. Not only are you two years late, but you feel free to criticize on a matter (biblical interpretation) far outside your area of "expertise" (which is - allegedly - child and adolescent psychology).
Hmm ... distorting the bible to support one's pre-existing worldview ... that sounds awfully familiar ... wait ...
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that's not something that American Empire-worshiping, neglect-the-poor, homophobic, closed-minded, science-denying, militant, xenophobic, corporate tax-cutting, race-baiting, hypocritical, patriarchal, anti-environmentalist, protect-the-fetuses-but-ignore-the-children, free-market-glorifying, go-ahead-and-disregard-the-words-of-Jesus-if-you-find-them-inconvenient, vindictive, rapture-obsessed, self-righteous, conservative evangelical christians would do, is it? I sure hope not. Because that wouldn't help to prove Dobson's point very much.
In no particular order:
-The Celtics are up on the Lakers 2-0. Take that, fickle LA fans. I can't wait for Kobe to demand to be traded in the offseason again, sending up another big unequivocal "screw-you" to a city and franchise that have coddled him for his entire career. Jackass.
-Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles. Better than one would think. Much better.
-Gevalia Mocca Java whole bean coffee. So good: strong but not overpowering and low acidity.
-We're getting new phones this week (the Samsung Blast).
-It's almost the end of the quarter for Darcy - one paper to go, so keep up the good work! (When she's less stressed life is better for both of us.)
-FireJoeMorgan.com, for insightful sports commentary and so much more.-After a Bataan Deathmarch of a primary season, the Democrats finally have a nominee. And it's Obama.
-We got our new passports today. Can't wait for September (week in Cabo = Woo!).
-My beloved Indians are coming to town for a weekend series June 20-22. It will be the second series they've ever played against the Dodgers and I've got tickets for all three games. This way either my favorite team or my adopted team is guaranteed to win each game.
-I just discovered Shiner Bohemian Black Lager at Ralph's.
Life is good.
Many thanks to Andrew yesterday for reminding me of an anniversary that otherwise would have slipped by me.
June 4, 1974: The Ten Cent Beer Night Riot at Cleveland Municipal Stadium. For those of you who aren't baseball fans reared in Northeast Ohio, here's how it went down: Texas Rangers at Cleveland Indians. Cleveland was suffering through the latest in a long series of mediocre seasons and needed something to draw fans to the park, having been averaging a mere 8,000 per game up to that point. Some bright mind proposed a 10 cent beer promotion and 25,000 fans heeded the call, consuming an estimated 60,000 beers. One thing led to another (there was some bad blood between the two teams stemming from a slight brawl a week earlier) and things started to get rowdy. Then they got out of control. Then that guy in the picture and bunch of guys just like him got down on the field and bled all over the umpires and they had to call the game (it was tied 5-5 in the 9th, but for some reason they awarded Cleveland the loss - go figure).
I wouldn't even be born for another 7 years, but I heard stories. Oh, how I heard stories. Makes me proud to be an American, and even more proud to be a Midwesterner.
I guess you can call me Schilling, since this came in toward the end of a heroic pitching effort last night. I mean, check out my bloody sock and then check out his bloody sock. Yeah. I've notified Cooperstown that they can have it for a display if they want it. Still waiting to hear back. I just hope they let me know before laundry day. My line in the glorious (15-6) victory: 7 IP, 5 ER, 6 BB, 1K. My ERA currently stands at a league leading 5.00. I helped my own cause a bit with an RBI double and a couple of runs scored. Quick shoutouts to Andrew who helped us out in a pinch and played solid D in the outfield and Darcy and Heather who cheered us on to victory. Nice work, everyone.
