This is a picture of great social and political import.
I will have more to say later.
In the meantime, dump away.
EDIT:
OK, I am assuming that the complete lack of comments about this photograph indicates an intense curiosity. This is
an actual photo of the condiment bar to the left of the Saag’s stand last night. It’s a little blurry – OK, a lot
blurry; you try snapping a picture of a condiment bar in a poorly lit tunnel using a cell phone camera while other
patrons attempt to make use of the condiments thereon – so I’ll describe what it shows:
Large pump containers of ketchup and mustard bookend the scene. In between, there is a bin containing relish to the
left, a bin containing chopped onions in the middle, and then, on the right, an empty space where the bin that
contained (I believe) FREE KRAUT! had previously been. Yes, just as I arrived, I saw a concessions worker clean the
last dregs out of that bin, and then remove it without providing a replacement. So the good news is that patrons
are partaking of the FREE KRAUT! But the bad news is that supplies appear to be inadequate.
Breakfast roll call: I’m having whole oat groats with
yogurt and 2oz of this poured over
it.
Apparently (according to a couple cookbooks I have) steelcut oats with stout is a “traditional” Irish breakfast.
Whether the story is Blarney or not, it’s really, really, REALLY good.
An interesting
post on HH (not penned by the Rev), on the rules regarding team’s struck by a catastrophe that disables or
kills a large number of players:
I got a nice present from the
wind last night. Guess I won’t have to decide what to do with that tree now.
And of course
the good Rev once again f—s up moral high ground:
Wait, what?
What th- … ? Can anyone explain any of the
decisions or opinions in this?
Tim Goodman on BB 2:6
No one’s mentioned the weird interaction with the principal …
This may be the greatest thing I’ve read in a
long time.
Also, the original post is interesting (and I’m in EV’s camp. I only found the post because I was surprised the
word was red-underlined in Word).
What’s really annoying about that first part is that
none of those lefties is Zito.
I hadn’t been aware of that backstory, as well as the
“they exploit women with their ads!!11!!” objections. I wonder how much those elements played into their recent
rejection by the enlightened Stalinist despots in the Mission.
isn’t serious, this is as good a time as any for Chavez to rest his ouchies, since it plugs a dead spot in the lineup and basically forces Geren to play Buck in RF. Well, probably. If he opts for a Crosby 3B/Nomar 1B/Davis CF/Sweeney RF alignment at any point in the series I will seriously consider giving up on baseball altogether in order to dedicate the rest of my life to wrestling with dogs and smelling flowers and making love and, you know, actively doing instead of passively watching like hogs in slop or Bosnian Serbs or whatever the analogy was.
WeThe A’sWE are going to get killed in New York, though.]] >good for this guy
powell in at 1B today]] >
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I keep forgetting that it’s a day game today. Woo, now I
have an excuse not to work this afternoon!
Game thread posted
So I only become evil when the A’s are at home? Works
for me.
Also, flashfire?
Post updated
67MARQUEZ = Bilbo?
I would go with Elrond because of the limitless memory -Nm
Free Kraut is like
Bigfoot, the photos are so blurry one wonders if it even exists.
2 things that annoy me:
Next five and next 6/7 games are against lefty starters.
I looked at the schedule, and the AL team they play the least (6 games) is the Orioles, who they also were only
scheduled against 6 times last year.
Is anybody watching the Angels-Ms tilt? This is really
exciting, and the Ms announcers are really into it.
FYI — beware food you didn’t bring to the tailgate
party. Turns out I ingested something called “space cake” at the ** affair, which, being as I hadn’t indulged in
these chemicals for many years, kinda freaked my poor old self-out. In my diminished state of mind, I almost
convinced myself I’d had a stroke.
When you reach the age where the misfortunes of friends convince you of your own mortality, risks in these kinds of
incidents are much clearer than any rewards they bring. And I found out that a baseball game becomes very hard to
follow.