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Awesomer:
Could this be the model for a new A’s promotion next season?
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Could this be the model for a new A’s promotion next season?
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Wasn’t
Debacle at TottenhamThe Tottenham Debacle [fixed:gso] one of the posthumous Ludlum novels?My bad — I was thinking of The Haworth Premise.
Cust to the … Mets? Mariners? Rangers? For a single-A prospect?
Remember, Cust is a divining rod for baseball knowledge.
Right message, wrong metaphor.
That seems not to make sense on a number of levels. But what do I know?
It works if you assume Adam Rubin’s been sniffing paint fumes.
Is Huff a free agent?
I LOVE the faint mouth outline.
jeepers and Trainman are quivering with anticipation.
What a weird rumor.
Yeah, I’m trying to figure out what goes through a writer’s head when he
makes up out of whole cloth“reports” something like that.He’s thinking, “This is a New York paper…I’ve got to fill copy space with rumors…how many A’s fans could possibly read it…so what if it’s not true–plausible deniability…they pay me by the column inch…where’s my spray paint and brown paper bag…”
States Rights! States Rights!
That Sheriff Joe, he’s a divining rod for abhorrent, racist behavior.
Seriously, and I am not one to throw the word around lightly, but Arapaio may be the single most obviously fascist office holder in the U.S. today.
See this story from last week where a Sheriff’s Dept. officer who is a close associate of Arapaio stole documents from the defense attorney’s table in the middle of the trial!
Is this an example of Godwin’s conundrum?
Aguirre 5: This Time It’s Personal
Actually, now that I think about it, an Aguirre tv series (Aguirre, P.I.?) would be great — each week’s episode, no matter what wacky hijinx he’d been up to, would end with (SPOILER ALERT) Aguirre floating down the river on a raft full of spider monkeys.
Heh
Not unanimous
So presumably Ian Kinsler receives $1,400,000 for finishing 28th.
My bonus for finishing entirely out of the running is incalculable.
For all the bitching and kvetching, the writers are doing a bang-up job this year.
Agreed
Well, they haven’t slobber-knobbed any Yankees or BoSox. There’s that.
See, they let Will Carroll and Keith Law have votes and the whole thing goes to hell.
The blowhard critique of the NL Cy vote has been amusing to watch.
I get the impression that in a case where it was pretty obvious who the best pitchers were, Law and Carroll went a bit out of their way to be contrary.
Obama and China:
1. (is SNL trying too hard to avoid the “soft on Obama” tag or are they just not funny?)
2. Is Obama losing the Europeans? (what is Der Spiegel’s politics, roughly?)
2. Of course he is — he’s racist, didn’t you hear?
Here’s an interesting thing:
National coverage
and
Local coverage
Same event, right?
Fixed.
Huh. Didn’t know there was a real Ft. Bragg.
I might move there upon returning.
Me too. I loves me some North Coast.
and Ft. Bragg is especially special to me. I randomly showed up there one year when they were having Paul Bunyan Days, and me and the ex-wife fell in love with it.
I spent my honeymoon in Albion (and left a couple of days late).
… which is just north of Elk, Mendocino
I spent my Honeymoon in Tahoe, but my one year anniversary was at Sea Ranch, whose chef at the time made perhaps the best two days of food I’ve ever had.
Our honeymoon was in Roseville, but our real honeymoon was is Southern Cal. And then our real honeymoon was in in Guatemala.
We postponed the real thing until we could afford it.
I guess I was either too much of a grad student or not married long enough to get a real honeymoon.
(sigh)
We eloped to Vegas for the wedding and I was back at work the next day (this was only weeks before BOOMERanG got the front cover of Nature); then we got *married* at the Alpine Club on Mount Tam 6 months later, and the honeymoon was 2 months after that.
Long weekend in Montreal. Now that we have kids, I’m assuming that was the real honeymoon.
Did you stay at the Albion River Inn, by chance? I’ve been there a few times ; great place, great restaurant.
We rented a hot-tub (with attached cottage) on the clifftops,
but ate at the Inn a couple of times.
It’s getting to be the holidays.
Time for gifts.
Price, you’re priceless.
nm, we need a bigger magnification on the previews.
No.
Better get some squeegees, then.
/vomit
What a cunning stunt.
I thought you were dead.
He can’t die–he can only melt and become soup.
Or some kind of human excrement.
Could he have a big pink dome and taste like peanut butter and jelly soup?
The report of my mort is de rigor.
Actually, I was having a lot of fun not winning this.
The winning entries were:
“Clo ahead, milk my day.”
“You had me at Clo.”
and
“Heifer Lasting Love”
Naturally, I liked mine better.
But what was yours?
I thought this might win:
“Re-mooable Energy”
My favorites though were:
“Cow is the winner of our bliss/content.”
“Sip Into Something a Little More Comfortable”
“Dip the Light Fantastic”
“Chew Ere is Ruminant, Chew Forage Bovine”
“That Sweet Dairy Air”
Less favored (but entered):
“Udderly Delicious”
“Graze Anatomy”
“A Pasture is Worth a Thousand Curds”
“Drink Outside the Box”
An excellent selection. I’m also surprised the zeitgeist-rich “Re-mooable …” didn’t win (especially since the actual winner is pretty underwhelming), but “Cow … ” is my favorite.
I like “Sip” because clover in an alluring pose would be hilarious.
OK, yours are really good. I submitted, and obviously didn’t win:
Dairy Moodini
Just Dairied
and about 6 others I can’t remember. My friend is still smarting from not winning 20 years ago when she was in grade school with:
Clo’s encounters of the curd kind
T-shirt printer?!? LB, have you gone rogue?
Designers …
OK, OK, OK — yes, I prefer Beane’s evasiveness, obfuscations, and pat answers to this sort of thing.
Monkey analysis.
I think the op-ed page is next:
“We need to kill this monkey. It’s a drain on our resources, and it will only lead to Socialism!”
I’m done reading unthreaded comments from the masses on popular websites for the day. I really hate know-it-all douchebags that are too in love with their own words to realize that they don’t know $#!+.
ERA and WHIP are now cyber-stats, the PS3 RULZ and 360 SUXX, and Adam Lambert’s new techno album is the BOMB.
Tough to run the world.
I couldn’t even handle a single sign shop.
In lighter news, I’ve found that I’m not so jaded as to not be touched by an obviously fawning/star-struck Stephen Colbert singing for a laryngitis-prone Elvis Costello. The majority of the time he has a “Holy fucking shit, I’m singing this song with the man who wrote it!” look on his face. It was quite sweet.
In my world it will be illegal to refer to something as a “new-age stat.” Unless you’re talking about Darren Daulton.
“We’re getting there,” she added. “All we need are a few more Bernie Madoffs, and we’ll definitely get there.”
Oh, puh-leeze:
Has the writer ever MET a b-school student? (Or been laid off by one?)
Reminds me of my 5th grade DARE program