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Happy Baseball Season Eve!

I’m not really big on the patriotic holidays, Easter, or really any day involving religion…so I feel kind of stupid that I did not think in advance to do the right thing and request tomorrow off as a personal day (I’ve used my paid ones up anyway). So, I will do the next best thing and watch as much of the Red Sox game as I can before schlepping myself off to work. [Note: I love my job, but not much can compete when compared to my obsessive adoration of Mike Lowell, Manny Ramirez, Jonathan Papelbon (with or without his goggles), Big Papi, and (sigh) Jacoby Ellsbury. Also, Julian Tavarez, Josh Beckett, and Manny Delcarmen. Just can’t compete with that.] If you don’t know, the game starts at 6am. I don’t haul myself out of bed that early for too many things. In fact, here are the things I have actually gotten up at that time for in my adult life: required medication, flight to Alaska, bus trip to go shopping in New York City, and I’m pretty sure that’s it.

My level of obsession has not quite rivaled that of the Red Sox Chick, which is basically my point of reference where I can just rationalize my behavior and be able to say, “Yeah, but I’m not liveblogging-the-game obsessive.” I’m also not as eloquent as Jose Melendez either. Those two things will be what saves any readers I have from being bored to death by a million posts on Lowell’s facial expressions.

All is Right with the World

The Red Sox have re-signed Mike Lowell.

Something that I am almost embarassed of is that for two of the halloween parties I went to this year, I dressed as Lowell. Besides that I am not Cuban, male, athletic, or anywhere close to his height, I’d like to believe that my costume choice somehow altered energy somewhere that contributed to his MVP win and now his three-year contract.

I know that is unrealistic thinking, but not much more than usual. It’s more reasonable than believing that waging wars of aggression in the Middle East will somehow end terrorism.

If my political votes don’t pan out often, maybe my baseball actions can.

Game Two

Between work and the post season, I’m pretty useless to the blog world right now. Still, this is a good break to have because in a few weeks, the local politics will be kicking into high gear.

Looking for eye candy? Red Sox Chick has it here.  Looking for brain candy? Go here.

Hartford Goes to Boston

It’s my birthday so I’m going to my first Red Sox game today. I always lie about my age, so don’t ask…but I’ll say that it’s shameful that I’m only just going to my first game now.

And since it’s my birthday, I’m going to play the Queen for the Day card and ask people to stop whining about parking in Hartford now…the parking rates are being reduced. There’s also that smelly, large hunk of metal called a city bus.