Chapter 925. In which our heroine falls in love with a Canadian pitcher.
John M. Ford died over the weekend, which is pretty sad. He's the author of the only old-show Star Trek book I ever didn't hate, "How Much For Just The Planet?", among other things. It's weird being as I was at a wedding full of sci-fi book references, too.
Today, I made it to work in time for our morning meeting for once, and then was sleepy for the rest of the day. The condo they're building across the street from IDX/GE has many more floors than it did before I went to Japan.
I met up with![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
gomezticator at Safeco Field for our last opportunity to buy cheap seats this year. I'd been joking around the blogosphere that I was going to end the curse and the A's were going to lose tonight. It was a joke, especially since I wanted Esteban Loaiza to get the win, because he's on my fantasy baseball team, but alas, the normally-invincible and drop-dead gorgeous Huston Street blew the save, giving up 3 runs in the bottom of the 9th, and then of all people, Willie Bloomquist drove in the winning run in the 10th.
I ran intojeffford and jonobie on the way into the stadium, too, which was neat. I blame their UT karma for Huston's implosion.
When we first got to the game, I saw some A's guy signing stuff down by the field and chatting. I thought it was Kirk Saarloos from afar, since he lives near Seattle and usually comes out to chat with people during BP. I've gotten Kirk to sign stuff before so I figured I'd skip it, but then decided on a whim to go down anyway and maybe get a picture. Well, I get down within about four rows of the front and it's not Kirk Saarloos, but it's RICH FREAKING HARDEN! Oh man. So I got him to sign my ticket stub and told him I was going to come see him pitch tomorrow and he smiled a huge smile at me, and now I suddenly understand why all the AN chicks adore him -- he really is the cutest thing on the entire planet, even moreso than Swisher.
Tomorrow, I get to go to the game withdamienroc before he moves away... if anyone wants to go to a game with me before the season ends, your best bet is Saturday, in theory, though I was hoping to sit reasonably close up to see Kevin Millwood pitch. Hmm.
Also, Rakuten drafted Masahiro Tanaka instead of the Fighters, Satoru Kanemura got himself suspended for the rest of the season and the playoffs, and I think I'm going to cry (and go write in the appropriate blog for this stuff).
Today, I made it to work in time for our morning meeting for once, and then was sleepy for the rest of the day. The condo they're building across the street from IDX/GE has many more floors than it did before I went to Japan.
I met up with
gomezticator at Safeco Field for our last opportunity to buy cheap seats this year. I'd been joking around the blogosphere that I was going to end the curse and the A's were going to lose tonight. It was a joke, especially since I wanted Esteban Loaiza to get the win, because he's on my fantasy baseball team, but alas, the normally-invincible and drop-dead gorgeous Huston Street blew the save, giving up 3 runs in the bottom of the 9th, and then of all people, Willie Bloomquist drove in the winning run in the 10th.I ran into
jeffford and jonobie on the way into the stadium, too, which was neat. I blame their UT karma for Huston's implosion.When we first got to the game, I saw some A's guy signing stuff down by the field and chatting. I thought it was Kirk Saarloos from afar, since he lives near Seattle and usually comes out to chat with people during BP. I've gotten Kirk to sign stuff before so I figured I'd skip it, but then decided on a whim to go down anyway and maybe get a picture. Well, I get down within about four rows of the front and it's not Kirk Saarloos, but it's RICH FREAKING HARDEN! Oh man. So I got him to sign my ticket stub and told him I was going to come see him pitch tomorrow and he smiled a huge smile at me, and now I suddenly understand why all the AN chicks adore him -- he really is the cutest thing on the entire planet, even moreso than Swisher.
Tomorrow, I get to go to the game with
damienroc before he moves away... if anyone wants to go to a game with me before the season ends, your best bet is Saturday, in theory, though I was hoping to sit reasonably close up to see Kevin Millwood pitch. Hmm.Also, Rakuten drafted Masahiro Tanaka instead of the Fighters, Satoru Kanemura got himself suspended for the rest of the season and the playoffs, and I think I'm going to cry (and go write in the appropriate blog for this stuff).
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Whoa, I didn't know he'd died. And as a matter of fact, I have that book. I have a whole slew of TOS-based novels like that.
Also, DRAGONS DONOUE DYNASTY!!!!!!!!!!1111one.
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But yeah. Wasn't Donoue going to be pretty annoyed if the Dragons didn't get him? I seem to recall reading something where his dad told the Giants to fuck off, even.
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And speaking of the Dragons, they're only three games ahead of Hanshin going into the weekend where they play three head-to-head at Koshien. I'm fairly alarmed here.
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I mean, though, is the kid's surname Darth, or Romash, or what? That's what I can't figure out. The name "Romash Tasuku" always seems to be linked together.
Next year the CL will have playoffs, at least.
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Huston Street
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Deliberately mismatched!
Cool that you got to meet
Re: Deliberately mismatched!
Yeah, I dunno how long I'll keep with this "Chapter" theme, but it seemed like a neat idea. I'm thinking of retitling my Japan entries at least, now that I have time.
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