In case you missed the announcement, today is the 1st Annual No Blogging Day, so that is why I’m not posting anything here.
I watched most of the Red Sox – Braves game on TV tonight. It has been raining virtually all night in Beantown. Sometimes hard and sometimes light, but every time you are looking at the TV screen you see the rain coming down. So when I get up to use the restroom or swap the clothes from the washer to the dryer between innings, I am shocked that I don’t see rain out the windows of my house.
Barbossa: First, your return to shore was not part of our negotiations nor our agreement, so I must do nothin’. And secondly, you must be a pirate for the Pirate’s Code to apply, and you’re not. And thirdly, the Code is more what you’d call “guidelines” than actual rules. Welcome aboard the Black Pearl, Miss Turner.
I got sucked in to watching “Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl” this afternoon. I own the DVD and can watch it in widescreen glory anytime and I never seem to pop it in the player, but if I stumble on to it playing on the TV I’m glued to it. I just hope next year’s “Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest” if half as good as this one was.
Red Sox host the Braves in inter-league play this weekend so I will get to watch the games on TBS instead of listening to them on MLB.com. It might be a good thing, depends on how they play. Because when listening on the radio you have to use your imagination to visualize the action, so if things are going badly it is easy to shut off the illusion and reduce the pain level. Plus on radio there isn’t that little reminder score box mocking you in the corner of the screen.
I have ripped about a Megs worth of MP3s from RadioioAmbient as it makes a nice background music to work to. And if I keep the volume down my cubicle neighbors can’t hear it. I even recognize a few of the tunes played as I went through a New Age music phase back in the late 80’s – early 90’s.
There is one track I captured that I bet quite a few people would recognize and it might even send a few, like me, into an erotic daydream. Its Tangerine Dream’s Love On A Real Train from the movie Risky Business. Think late night, deserted Chicago L train, Tom Cruise, Rebecca De Mornay…
I want everyone on the internet to concentrate on the number 62 for me.
The company I work for has this little game they play called Safety Bingo. Everyone has a bingo card and every day that no one has a recordable accident a number is “called.” If there is a recordable accident the kitty is cut in half. With the second incident wiping the game out. The winning card gets $20 a square and we do play all the different bingo games so sometimes a winning card is worth a good bit. The current game is “Around the Block” and the kitty has been halved, but a win would be worth $160.
All I need is for 62 to be called and I’ll be a winner.
I hate these west coast swings. And not just because the Sox are getting their hats handed to them, but I like hearing the games in the background as I internet (I thought I would start to use the word as a verb because I hate the term surf) at night.
And just how far will you go at an average speed of 53 MPH? My wife and I weren’t to sure about the answer to either of those questions this morning and that may have been our downfall. We totally blew a turn and had to back track several miles to re-engage the course. It threw off our time and mileage for the first segment, plus it skewed our Fiero checkpoint time so that we ended up losing out on 39 points. That probably would have been enough to put us near the top of the standings.
Our own fault. The general instructions for the today’s Master’s Miata Club TSD Rally said have at least a watch with a second hand… Last year the instructions were turn right at the third opportunity, but this year the instructions were full of: Turn right. CAST to 42MPH. Drive for 800 seconds. Turn left at next opportunity. First problem was all we had for a clock was the one in the dash which just gives hour and minute. Second problem was our rusty math skills in dividing triple digits numbers by 60. Third problem was remembering to remember the next approximate time for a turn all the while trying to find the answers to esoteric trivia questions in the surrounding environs.
We didn’t repeat our last year’s second place finish, we finished totally out of the money, but we did win a booby prize for having the highest score on the trivia portion of the contest. I now have a gift certificate for a free oil change at our sponsoring dealer. I also have yet another hat with Miata on it. This one is almost like the one I won in November except the word Miata is in navy, so it may actually get worn. Matter of fact, if anyone wants a nice never worn hat, cream colored with a navy blue bill with the word Miata embroidered in bright purple script, drop a comment in the box, cost is just a couple bucks to cover postage.