OMGWTFPUJOLS
Monday, I had choir. We had a "website demo" as part of rehearsal. It was sorta dumb, but at least now I know that our concerts are December 9th and 10th. Whee. Also, Part 3 isn't as much fun as Part 2, although you can really hurt your throat singing all of chorus 53.
Went to the gym afterwards as usual, and lifting was fun. I upped my weights for cable row and cable press. I also did running for a bit. I ran for 3.5 minutes straight in between walking; my former best was 2.5 minutes. Go me.
I also learned that Oren was right -- he lent me a TV antenna, and suddenly, I can see red people! That is, the Cardinals. I saw about 20 minutes of the Astros-Cards game before going to choir, which means that I missed the awesome 9th inning - but isn't that what baseball fans live for, those moments? One strike away from the World Series, and suddenly Eckstein bloops a single... Edmonds walks... and Pujols hits a home run to somewhere in the vicinity of Proxima Centauri? Sigh. It's too perfect. I did write my latest "The Postseason" humor piece, this time making fun of the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim, eliminated by Chicago on Sunday. I guess whoever wins the NLCS is next up for the ridicule.
I get really sad these days because people keep asking me about various Japanese players.. not because they care, but because they are trying to think of who else they can speculate on the MLB teams signing next and making a huge profit off of. People go on for hours and hours about whether Daisuke Matsuzaka will get posted, or whether Kenji Johjima will decide to sign with an MLB team, and when I go "So what did you all think of the PL Playoffs? Hell of a 5th game there... talk about clutch, did you see Satozaki's 2-run RBI in the 8th?" the response is "What? Who's that? Lotte? Never heard of them, do they have any players we might want to sign here?" I'm worried there won't be any decent baseball players left by the time I get back to a game in Japan. I know it's not really true, but... I'm working on an essay comparing it to the downfall of the Negro Leagues, though I might be stretching a bit far there.
Anyway, today I was braindead, which sucked. I came home from work and played Puzzle Pirates, since it was Squid Pillage Night, although this week I renamed it "Barr Trek: Brig Space Nine". I'm actually pretty psyched for the Key West Parrrty, given the new housing arrangements that might be happening. It sounds like it could be really really really bloody fun, and maybe I won't even have to feel so bad if I can't come up with anything for the banner contest. It's sad, because I'm a fairly creative person (well, or at least *I* think I am), but I'm really drawing a blank on something I can actually *make* for this.
Katy came over for a bit in the evening and we chatted and I gave her a ton of my moving boxes. It's good because I get to help a friend AND get rid of some of the boxes, since they were taking up space that I didn't really have for them.
I've just sort of been relaxing the night away, which is to say, vegging out. Kevin Shiue's supposed to visit town for the second half of the week, so that'll be fun -- or at least it'll be an excuse to go out for sushi, which I have done surprisingly infrequently as of late, and hopefully an excuse to play cards, which I also haven't done at all lately.
Went to the gym afterwards as usual, and lifting was fun. I upped my weights for cable row and cable press. I also did running for a bit. I ran for 3.5 minutes straight in between walking; my former best was 2.5 minutes. Go me.
I also learned that Oren was right -- he lent me a TV antenna, and suddenly, I can see red people! That is, the Cardinals. I saw about 20 minutes of the Astros-Cards game before going to choir, which means that I missed the awesome 9th inning - but isn't that what baseball fans live for, those moments? One strike away from the World Series, and suddenly Eckstein bloops a single... Edmonds walks... and Pujols hits a home run to somewhere in the vicinity of Proxima Centauri? Sigh. It's too perfect. I did write my latest "The Postseason" humor piece, this time making fun of the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim, eliminated by Chicago on Sunday. I guess whoever wins the NLCS is next up for the ridicule.
I get really sad these days because people keep asking me about various Japanese players.. not because they care, but because they are trying to think of who else they can speculate on the MLB teams signing next and making a huge profit off of. People go on for hours and hours about whether Daisuke Matsuzaka will get posted, or whether Kenji Johjima will decide to sign with an MLB team, and when I go "So what did you all think of the PL Playoffs? Hell of a 5th game there... talk about clutch, did you see Satozaki's 2-run RBI in the 8th?" the response is "What? Who's that? Lotte? Never heard of them, do they have any players we might want to sign here?" I'm worried there won't be any decent baseball players left by the time I get back to a game in Japan. I know it's not really true, but... I'm working on an essay comparing it to the downfall of the Negro Leagues, though I might be stretching a bit far there.
Anyway, today I was braindead, which sucked. I came home from work and played Puzzle Pirates, since it was Squid Pillage Night, although this week I renamed it "Barr Trek: Brig Space Nine". I'm actually pretty psyched for the Key West Parrrty, given the new housing arrangements that might be happening. It sounds like it could be really really really bloody fun, and maybe I won't even have to feel so bad if I can't come up with anything for the banner contest. It's sad, because I'm a fairly creative person (well, or at least *I* think I am), but I'm really drawing a blank on something I can actually *make* for this.
Katy came over for a bit in the evening and we chatted and I gave her a ton of my moving boxes. It's good because I get to help a friend AND get rid of some of the boxes, since they were taking up space that I didn't really have for them.
I've just sort of been relaxing the night away, which is to say, vegging out. Kevin Shiue's supposed to visit town for the second half of the week, so that'll be fun -- or at least it'll be an excuse to go out for sushi, which I have done surprisingly infrequently as of late, and hopefully an excuse to play cards, which I also haven't done at all lately.