The title of this post is a phrase often used in reference to me. With this case, it happens to refer to the fact that I am posting on consecutive days. Never happened before, and it may never happen again.
Today, I would like to discuss America's Pastime. And yes, I googled it, it is actually "pastime." And no, I'm not talking about Laguna Beach. Rather, I'm talking about that most republican (namely the "grand" and the "old") of sports, baseball. For me, baseball is the classic story of undiscovered beauty that Hollywood so often exploits. A bit nerdy, rough on the edges, often looked over for more exciting things, wears glasses, trips often and drops stuff, etc. And yet, at the end of the show, baseball comes out on top. So just what is the fascination with baseball? Well, I'm not sure it's explainable in blog form, but I'm going to give it a try.
Baseball is dollar dog night and Lemon Chills. Baseball is the seventh inning stretch. It's the ballpark and the walk-off homerun. It's the organ and the constant hawking of overpriced wares. It's the hated rival and the beloved underdog. It's who is warming up in the bullpen, and the reliever coming out to face one guy before he calls it a night. It's the endless suspense of the final out. It's extra innings and rain delays. Baseball is a day game at Wrigley. It's the infinite possibilities of every pitch, swing, hit, and throw.
And for me, baseball is the Boston Red Sox. It's the Green Monster and Yawkey Way. It's Tek and Big Papi. It's hating Judas Damon, and loving Dave Roberts forever. It's THE bloody sock. It's the history. And now, it's May 23. My wife (Jesse Faris) has planned a trip to Boston on that day to see my beloved Red Sox play the hated Yankees at Fenway Park. Sorry, fellas, but she's mine. So really, I have the greatest wife ever. This is by far the greatest gift I have ever received in my entire life. It's absolutely one of the coolest things ever, and I know I'll remember it forever. I think about this trip every day and how awesome it will be and how I'll probably cry when we walk through the turnstiles and how much I hope the Sox win. It's all just perfect.
There's only one problem now. What do I get her for her birthday?
Friday, April 07, 2006
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Where is everyone?
So at thing point, I'm thinking I can type whatever I want on my blog. I'm even past the point of people commenting that they want me to post again, which is great. It basically means one of two things: 1) Jesse is tired of me enough at home to not care about what I say on my blog or 2) well, actually, maybe there's just one. I'm not even sure if more than 4 or 5 people I see on a regular basis read this. Now, if that's not an obvious cry for affirmation, then I am even more pathetic than we thought.
So, I'm married now. It'll be a month this Saturday, so I give you the obligatory "Thoughts about Being Married" post...
1. "Morning people" often clash with "night owls." At this point, I'm not entirely sure that Jesse is not some kind of mutant vampire (she can stand the sunlight, but just barely). Of course, she likes the beach, so this doesn't really work, but the point remains, my wife does not like the morning. And I, on the other hand, like to sleep at night.
2. This thought is directly related to the first. Coffee drinkers are a strange breed to me. Personaly, if you claim to be a morning person, but can't do it without your coffee, you're just faking. Either way, was is it about coffee that makes such a drastic difference on someone's mood, senses, breath, etc? Oh right, the whole addiction thing. Oh well. Besides J.J. Abrams, it's probably my second favorite addiction, so drink away America. I have a feeling this one is here to stay.
3. The Darth Vader cookie jar I got as a wedding gift from my former youth minister's kids may just be the coolest thing I own. Now, I just need to get some cookies. The "Fill Vader's Face" cookie donation station will be opening soon if you would like to make a donation.
4. That last post has little to do with being married.
5. And this one is important: ALWAYS marry an awesome person (just one at a time though). I did, and it's worked out pretty good so far.
So, I'm married now. It'll be a month this Saturday, so I give you the obligatory "Thoughts about Being Married" post...
1. "Morning people" often clash with "night owls." At this point, I'm not entirely sure that Jesse is not some kind of mutant vampire (she can stand the sunlight, but just barely). Of course, she likes the beach, so this doesn't really work, but the point remains, my wife does not like the morning. And I, on the other hand, like to sleep at night.
2. This thought is directly related to the first. Coffee drinkers are a strange breed to me. Personaly, if you claim to be a morning person, but can't do it without your coffee, you're just faking. Either way, was is it about coffee that makes such a drastic difference on someone's mood, senses, breath, etc? Oh right, the whole addiction thing. Oh well. Besides J.J. Abrams, it's probably my second favorite addiction, so drink away America. I have a feeling this one is here to stay.
3. The Darth Vader cookie jar I got as a wedding gift from my former youth minister's kids may just be the coolest thing I own. Now, I just need to get some cookies. The "Fill Vader's Face" cookie donation station will be opening soon if you would like to make a donation.
4. That last post has little to do with being married.
5. And this one is important: ALWAYS marry an awesome person (just one at a time though). I did, and it's worked out pretty good so far.
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