HE SAID: Case of the Mondays?

May 31, 2010

Not to be overly cheesy, but congrats to me co-writer who ran a marathon yesterday.  That’s 26.2 miles, or roughly 26 miles than I’ve run collectively since I quit my college tennis team.  In under 4 hours, congrats!

I never knew the male angler fish had it so tough

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Walk off grand slam…homeplate celebration….broken leg…most likely end of season for best Angels hitter…most likely end of season for Angels.

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Collegehumor answers any LOST questions you might still have.

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Lesson here – don’t tell your 3 year old son who he can & can’t be.

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HE SAID: Case of the Mondays?

May 24, 2010

Red Sox + Lost = choking back tears.

I have a Case of the Mondays. More like a case of the “I’ll never get to watch a new episode of Lost.” As downhill as the show seemed to go seasons 3-5, it picked right back up this season and ended with an amazing finale last night.  Seriously, it’s almost like one of my sports teams just left the city, they didn’t let go of a bunch of players and sign/trade for new ones, they are gone. Forever.  Obviously, given the subject matter, this is my favorite scene.  My favorite moment is here.

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My favorite google “Autocomplete Me” of the week.

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Back to Lost….this time a bit less seriously though.  I usually can’t stand cats, but this is pretty funny.  Though it kind of annoys me that apparently you can put anything on youtube, and as long as it includes cats you are going to get an assload of views.

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I may have put this up before…but they have updated it, and it’s impossible to have too much Tom Selleck anyway.

I aspire to have a mustache such as this one day.


SHE SAID: Case of the Mondays?

May 24, 2010

It was obvious that Britney Spears started packing on the pounds when she threw back 17 frappachinos from Starbucks a day.  Just in case she’s looking or a new high calorie liquid habit, here is a list of the 20 worst drinks in America and their caloric equivalent in food.

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For those of us who love food but hate the hassle of coming up with a menu or recipe: this little gem.

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Also, not sure how I feel about this in relation to my age, but Pac Man turned 30.  He’s not dealing with it really well.

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Too hungover to digest and reflect upon your graduation speech yesterday?  Here’s a graduation message for any new fledgling graduates out there.  Also, congratulations.  I remember feeling incredibly both terrified and unbound.  The world was my oyster and I was hell bent on exploring and dominating it.

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The Mississippi River is now closed to the Gulf of Mexico due to severe oil contamination.

I was kind of hoping that some lessons would be taken away from the oil spill in the Gulf.  Maybe, at the least, that we would take some time to step back, assess the problem, the causes of the spill and how to best move forward safely.  Instead, 19 new permits have been issued for more drilling. The spin is that these are not new drilling projects, but new work on existing projects.  Apparently preventing another disaster is not high on the to do list.

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I’m running in a marathon in 6 days.  In light of this, I thought I would revisit one of our posts from last September on running long distances.  Jeremy is a HUGE fan.


HE SAID: Golf

May 19, 2010

I am not as bad as Charles Barkley

So I joined a country club this year. The most rinky dink country club I think I’ve ever seen, but still I am a member.  Bear in mind this is a 9 hole course, the clubhouse looks closer to a squatters mecca than it does to most clubhouses, and last time I went to play (at 1 pm) there was not a soul on the course or in the clubhouse…yet a board still had to approve my membership.  Anyway, that’s besides the point, I could write a book on the many idiocracies surrounding golf (the pants, the mens lounge, the shitty golfers who think they are good, social memberships, yada yada yada), but in this post I want to focus on the game itself, and why I continue playing even though most of the time it is similar to torture.

For a frame of reference, you should know that I label myself an “accomplished hacker.”  I am past the point where I hit a ground ball every other shot, thought admittedly that does still happen. For 9 holes, I’m generally in the 45 range, and for 18 closer to 100 (I fall off the map after hole 14…when I am loaded I’m going to build a 14 hole golf course).  My score is high because I can’t hit any more than one or two really good shots each round.  Generally when I play, I’m frustrated more than I’m happy, I get blisters from walking, and I attain what many refer to as “swamp ass.” Doesn’t all this, mainly my success rate, beg the question – why the eff do I bother to play?  Or for that matter, considering I’m better than the average person I see on the course, why does anyone bother playing?

Not my future wife.

One reason I know is not true is to meet females.  I’ve been to many a courses around New England, and saying they are not ripe with single women in their 20′s would be the understatement of the century.  The only women I see at the golf course are usually there to appease husbands…I hope the man is not forcing his significant other to play by agreeing to seem some stupid movie like “Letters to Juliet” later that evening, yet I digress.

Is there anything else in life that so many people do shittily yet continue.  Think about it…I am completely satisfied with a shot only a couple of times in a 4 hour round.  Add into that the ass sweat and there really isn’t a rationale reason I should be playing.  Oh of course there is the argument, “well you are outside in the nice weather, perhaps enjoying an adult beverage or two with some friends.”  I can do the same thing at the beach (where there are lots more single females, and I don’t have to wait for four senior citizens to use the ocean like I might have to for 18 straight holes).  But I guess I’ve already answered my own question…it’s that one shot that brings me back…that one drive that I actually hit straight…or the sand shot that somehow manages to hit the pin…or the beer at the 19th hole.


SHE SAID: Golf

May 19, 2010

I think golf is ultimately more of a man’s game because where else can you be in someone’s presence for 4 hours or more and not have to talk?  I’m surprised more couples don’t play together.

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One could make the argument that I’m not that into golf because I stink.  And yes, that is a huge part of it.  I swing hard, it just goes even faster into the woods.  I try to keep my head down and end up missing the ball.  I think you get the picture of what a round of golf with me is like.

Golf is similar to shuffleboard in that anyone can do it who isn’t confined to a wheelchair.  If you’re 300 pounds overweight, your swing will be different than the 90 year old woman suffering from osteoporosis, but you can both be accomplished golfers.  Somewhere along the line, golf acquired more street cred than shuffleboard, and I’m still trying to figure out how that happened.  I think it has something to do with greens fees.

Which brings me to my next point: golf is ridiculously expensive.  While I’m all for preserving expansive areas of undeveloped land, I don’t think you should have to pay out the wazoo to walk a piece of land with a club.  Between the membership fees, the cart fees and then what it costs to get a bag of clubs together, I could have built my own tennis court and redone my kitchen.  And, if I want to spend my time with painful people, I already have plenty of occasions, and I certainly don’t need to pay money for more.

But golf also takes up time, and by time, I mean, eons.  And I don’t have four hours of free time to spend chasing a ball on a regular basis, which would be required in order for me to enjoy playing without my current level of frustration.  If I want a work out, I run, hike or go for a bike ride.  If I want to play a game, I play tennis, corn hole or volleyball.  All of those can be accomplished in around an hour, maybe a little more.

It made sense that my grandfather was into golf.  About all he could do was walk and it gave the poor guy something to do during the day since he wasn’t working and his wife had died.  And his passion for the sport, well, I chalked that up to having literally nothing else to do other than offer us grand kids twenty five cents for drinking our milk.  Then my dad got into it, but he was also getting up there and it made sense for the most competitive person I’ve ever known to attempt domination of a new activity when his fitness level was less and less impressive and he was approaching his golden years.  Once he couldn’t put his kids to shame athletically, he said he took up a game requiring more skill than athletic ability.

I’ve wondered whether he did it to get away from life for four hours.  If being out on the golf course was kind of like going on a high mileage run in that your mind is able to free itself from the minutia of your daily grind.  For four hours, he wasn’t an employee or boss or father or husband or brother or son.  Or maybe it doesn’t get that deep at all.  Maybe it really is just about getting a ball in a hole.


SHE SAID: Case of the Mondays

May 17, 2010

Keep paying attention to the Gulf as the tragedy continues to unfold.  According to NPR, the recent oil spill in the Gulf “could become the nation’s worst environmental disaster in decades, threatening hundreds of species of fish, birds and other wildlife along the Gulf Coast, one of the world’s richest seafood grounds, teeming with shrimp, oysters and other marine life.” Now possibly larger than the 1989 Valdez spill, BP’s CEO, Tony Hayward continued BP’s offensively cavalier attitude by calling the spill “relatively tiny” when compared to the “very big ocean”.  BP and the government continue to downplay the importance of the actual numbers of gallons of oil being released into the Gulf, claiming to be more concerned about stopping the flow of oil.  Scientists disagree, saying that the size of the spill is instrumental in finding out the amount of damage being done.  For a comprehensive slide show of images taken the past few days, click here.

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Frustrated with the limitations of Facebook and Youtube?  Meet Gink.

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The 19 most hilariously failed attempts at sexy album covers can be viewed here.

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I made a dried fig, prosciutto, feta and arugula pizza the other night that was based off my friend Lee’s concoction.  Her’s was better, because the crust was crunchier which went really well with the flavors and texture of the pizza, but mine was still pretty good.  The recipe is similar to this one, minus the rosemary, but the dried figs in addition to the jam were really what sent it over the top for me.  Lee wants to use some caramelized onions next time we make it, which I think will be pretty good.


HE SAID: Case of the Mondays?

May 17, 2010

Ok, so it’s almost over..my Pearl Jam binge. I finally on Saturday night and it was as epic as I hoped for.  Here are the top 3 highlights of the night: 1. I’m not a huge Van Halen guy, but this cover was astounding.  Not to mention the fact it is the first time Pearl Jam has ever played it. 2. This might be the most underrated song in the PJ catalog. 3. They opened with my favorite from the new album, even the intro music gave me the chills.

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I’m not a huge Perez Hilton fan, but this stuff is pretty hilarious…unless you don’t like awkwardness.

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It’s been an up and down week in the world of Boston sports, but the first 15 seconds of this clip, listening to Boston Celtics fans chant to Lebron, might be my favorite 15 seconds of the past 12 months. Depending on which team Lebron chooses (be it New York Knicks, Cleveland Cavaliers, etc etc…) look out for a possible dbag post.