Distractions

At what point do you realize that you are burned out with your job, your life, your relationships, your life, your job......? Fade out for sure.

I booked the tickets to Central America - should be great. I think I will miss my dogs though. Fortunately I have the best house/dog/cat sitter that I could have ever imagined.

My hot tub water needs to be changed. People keep spilling their beer in it. Bothersome to say the least.

The Mariners beat the Yankees last night. Thank the fates for that one. Man, I hate the fucking Yankees. They are everything that is wrong with baseball. Roger Clemens only added a third or fourth cherry to the top of their shit cake. I hope they finish behind Toronto and blow $200 million on assholes again. Jerks. I liked ESPN's take on the team that a person could field with Clemens' $28 million prorated salary. Pretty amazing all-star collection. You should check it out if you are so inclined: http://sports.espn.go.com/mlb/columns/story?columnist=olney_buster&id=2862261

Money Ball
The Rockets' $28M deal leaves a lot to the imagination. What would you do with that kind of cash? Well, Clemens could field an All-Star team all his own. New York's newest addition could afford the lineup below and still have change to spare.

Starting Lineup For Under $28M

Position Player Salary

Pitcher Brandon Webb $4,500,000
Catcher Joe Mauer $3,750,000
1B Ryan Howard $900,000
2B Robinson Cano $490,800
3B Miguel Cabrera $7,400,000
SS J.J. Hardy $400,000
OF Josh Hamilton $380,000
OF Alex Rios $2,535,000
OF Matt Holliday $4,400,000
DH Sammy Sosa $500,000
**Lineup worth $25,255,800

Now how is that for a starting line up? Of course, you need to have other quality pitchers, a bullpen, reserves, etc., but the point is made. And these guys will be there all 162 games. Roger ol' boy won't go out of town if he isn't on the schedule to start. What if Randy Johnson had decided to do that the year that he won 3 games in the World Series with Arizona? Sorry, I am not going on the road because I am not pitching. I am overreacting again, but I liked the comments by David Wells (San Diego) that called the kettle black.

Also on the subject of baseball - the Boston Red Sox, while about the 2nd most annoying team I have the good fortune to despise for 6 months of the year, are packed with guys that have balls the size of tennis balls. Curt Schilling says it like it is. He said that Boston was better off without Clemens (but that could be because he likes being the old bitch in the club house and the Rocket has way more hardware than he does) and he calls Bonds out on the steroid issue on live radio. That guy is a stud. I don't like him because he plays for Boston, but I totally respect him. Props.

Then there is David Ortiz - he goes out and says that Bonds and steroids are a moot point - The juice doesn't help you hit any better than you did before. I could get into a debate about that - if you are stronger, doesn't that mean the balls that you would have hit before you were on the juice now are hit farther/faster, thereby statistically increasing the chances of them being hits? I guess his point is is that hitting requires more finesse and skill than strength. He really hit home calling out Bug Selig on the issue of being present when Barry breaks Aaron's record this month. By the way, I have $100 riding on the date of May 30th. I didn't even check to see if the bastard was playing that day, so it could all be for naught. Big Papi - bucking traditions and launching bombs. Good guy.

Its bar be cue = barbecue = bbq season. Are these all legit spellings? I am stoked. Time to restock the freezer this winter - I will have eaten all of the dead animals that I have killed in the last year or so.

Yardwork Gives Me a Tingling Sensation

What is it about doing yardwork that is so satisfying? I mean, I really like doing yardwork. Mowing the lawn, running the weedeater, pulling weeds by hand, planting new plants, composting. So relaxing. I like the earthy smells and watching the different plants growing and changing every day.

Today I got a purple wisteria, a white jasmine, some new lavender plants, and a couple of really cool plants that I can't remember the names but know that they are damn spiffy. I am planning a complete reconstruction of the front entry way complete with a new trellis and a gate. I want to put the jasmine over this gate. I think it will be amazing. I want to use cedar and redwood for the gate with some copper trim for the gate. Drawings will be posted soon.

The hot tub pad gets finished before I go to Nicaragua. That means I need to get the bricks ordered this week and the sand delivered by Friday. Yikes! But that will be a nice finish to that part of the yard, and the upper patio gets done first so I will at least have a place to grill while working on the lower section. Fun summer!

Fomites

Children are fomites. My neices and nephews are fomites. Everytime I see them I get sick. Fomites. With legs. And cute.

The Mariners f'd me yesterday. I had my season tickets to the White Sox game at 7 pm. I checked ESPN at 2 pm and noticed that the game was in the 4th inning. What the hell, I exclaimed. Apparently the game was rescheduled. Since I have been out of town, I missed the last several games and didn't know about the reschedule. Whatever, I was pissed. I buy season tickets so I can see the best games with the best teams. And the ChiSox are my favorite team outside of Seattle. Anyway. I was pissed.

Have you seen the new James Bond movie, Casino Royale? That scene where Bond is naked on a chair getting his balls smashed by Le Chiffre? What the hell??? That scene is very strangely erotic, as sick as it is...

Anyway, back to baseball. I started getting sick about halfway through the morning. I felt a tickle in my throat. I knew it was getting worse when the organ meats expanded and the cold chills came around noon. The screen was blurry, but I was going to that game come hell or high water. Then I find out the game is bust. Pissed off. Relieved but pissed off. And all for going to Boston early to play a doubleheader. Which, based on the scoreboard today...

They didn't play.

So thank you M's for going to Boston and not doing the doubleheader and fucking me out of my game with the ChiSox...

I will always check the schedule every game from here on out.

Ass Ass Ass Ass

Whats up? I look at this thing all the time and don't post to it.

Today is my declaration - I will post to this blog twice a week so that I can keep a web journal for my friends and family to puke over when they read how stupid I really am. No more complaining. However, I think I am getting sick from my neices and nephews and am going to go home and crash. So the blogging starts tomorrow. Fuzzy.