minorthird

so…nothing like a whirlwind trip to Long Island, and a late-night Red Sox-Yankees game to make it almost impossible to get up on a Monday morning.
That was an incredible fuckin’ game!
Sammy woke up just in time to see the back-to-back-to-back-to-back home runs; considering that it is only the fifth time it’s happened, it cool that […]

so…it’s raining. Again. It’s the middle of April and we’ve yet to see or feel a Spring day.
I have nothing to say. I’m tired. I could tell you about how I’ve gotten up late the last two days, but, really, how exciting can that be?
Or, how about the frustration of reinstalling the operating system on […]

so…I really don’t give a shit about Imus; I don’t care if they’ve suspended him, fired him, or gave him the fucking keys to the city. Seriously…a radio talk show host saying something offensive to someone IS NOT NEWS!!
I think what pisses me off the most is that because he called a women’s basketball team […]

so…I’ve been fighting something for the last week now. It started with a fever and has become a dragging, endless fatigue…I think it’s just age; I used to be able to party all night, stumble home at 5AM and be on-time (if not early) for work the next day. Now, not so much — there […]

so…what the hell! The calendar flips to April and the weather decides to take that old “April showers” bullshit saying to heart!? Well, guess what! Last December, when it was still 60-70 degrees out, that brought flowers too! No rain, but, taa-daa flowers!
At least I didn’t wakeup to an April Fools Day blizzard like 10 […]