Return of the Boy Bander

While at Borders the other day purusing the music section I noticed a long line of people quickly forming throughout the store.  From where I could see there wasn't anything that obviously showed what the line was for.  I asked one guy working there about it and he said that Lance Bass was in the store doing a book signing for his new book.  I said, "Lance Bass? Hah. That's funny."  The employee replied with a simple "Yeah" that contained a hint of embarassment and disgust in his voice.

On my way out they had arrows made on the floor with duct tape to show everyone where the exit was.  One had "exit" written on it with black marker, another had "Bye Bye Bye."  Clever.

Cuntry Music

I was purusing the music selection at Borders when I came across the latest Toby Keith album.  I sure do hope this guy doesn't expect people to respect him as a musician when he names his album, "Big Dog Daddy."  Man, he sucks.

Monkey Trap?

I saw a homeless guy walking around with a thin piece of rope wrapped around a banana.  Your guess is as good as mine.

Some cool visitors are coming into town this weekend.  Word.

Never Hear It On The Radio

Everyone seems to have a quirk about them that nobody, not even they themselves can explain.  Jill told me about a thing she has with her calf, and my other friend Shannon can only walk on the left side of people.  It got me to thinking what my quirks were.  I approach life in a very logical, much less emotional or spiritual manner, so my strange quirks are limited.  I did think of one however.  In regards to popular music, my initial reaction is to hate, and immediately pass it off as crap.  I don't trust the general public's taste in music (see Fergie) so I can only assume what they like, I hate.  I almost need to be told by a trusted source (music snob friends or cool radio stations) that a song is good.  There's a good possibility I have an insecurity with picking out "good" music.

Bonsai!

Here's my movie review of "Letters from Iwo Jima"...Boring.

Couldn't stay awake both times I tried watching it.  If you want a dose of WWII action I will always recommend the Band of Brothers mini-series.

You Got It Dude!

If blogging was like parenting, I'd be the Britney Spears of bloggers.  However, I am making a comeback and maybe someday will become the Danny Tanner of bloggers.

NLDS Game #3

What can I say?  It was still a hell of a year.

It was a great experience to be at a Cubs playoff game, but unfortunately the result was anything but.  The lineup couldn't manufacture a run worth a damn, thus my Cubs were swept by the Diamondbacks in the NLDS.

After the game ended I sat there solemnly for 10 minutes, getting up only because I had to pee.  After I did my business I actually went back to my seat to continue to watch the rest of the crowd clear out of the ballpark.  After another 5-10 minutes I went down to the first row and loitered there with 30 or so of my fellow mourners.  We stood around soaking in the last of Wrigley Field we could in 2007.  It wasn't until the ushers told us "time to go home folks" that we finally cleared out, a good 30 minutes after the game was over.

On my way out the gate I told the gentlemen watching people out, "See you in April."  He replied with "I'll be here."

So ends another season.  I believe Rogers Hornsby said it best when he exclaimed, "People ask me what I do in the winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring."

Sell My Soul For a Win

With the Diamondbacks taking the first 2 games of the series the Cubs are in a win now or go home situation.  They play today at 5:00 here at Wrigley after playing the first two in Arizona. Thinking of how this may be my only window of opportunity to see a Cubs playoff game, I decided to bite the bullet and buy a ticket from a ticket broker.  I'm in one of the cheapest sections, but that certainly doesn't mean it actually was cheap.  I'm not going to say how much it was, but let's just say I've bought cheaper airline tickets.

Go Cubs Go!

Highway to Hell

Naming this post was just too easy.  Thanks to Jessica for the pic.

Steve Goodman Said It All

Tonight is Game 1 of Cubs vs. Diamondbacks in the NLDS.  You can bet your ass I'll be glued to the TV with my fingers crossed hoping for black cats, billy goats, and Steve Bartmans to stay far far away.

The highly emotional, inconsistent, yet often dominating Carlos Zambrano starts tonight against the very talented Brandon Webb who, earlier this season, destroyed the Cubs lineup.  I'm looking for Soriano to continue his power streak, Derek Lee to drive in runs with some well-placed doubles and Ryan Theriot to leap out of the batter's box regardless of where he hits the ball.  In the 8th inning Carlos Marmol will then help hold the Diamdbacks with his 1.43 ERA and Dempster will then close the game.   Simple as that.

One of my new favorite Cubs Ryan Theriot had a comment on this year's playoffs.

"We can't control what happened the last 100 years, or maybe the past five years. To win here and move on to the next round and win there would put us right where we want to be. The 100 years before that, that's for the fans. We want to win for the city of Chicago. We want that for them. I'm not that old, but I know there are people out there who have been Cub fans for awhile, and they deserve a championship club. Hopefully we can give it to them.€" - Ryan Theriot

It Gets Worse and Worse

Today I learned 2 things about our nation's Senators.  One once wore an "Incredible Hulk" tie (Ted Stevens R-Alaska) and another was once a leader of the Ku Klux Klan (Robert Byrd D-WV).  God bless America?  No, probably not.

Oh, and no I'm not going to play off the fact I went on a 2 month blog coma.  I recognize this, and will hopefully reemerge from the ashes.