Catastrophe

Check the twitter feed for updates. It is not good.

So much for my vacation.

Waterworld

Went out this morning in the downpour...you can check out some pics on my twitter feed if interested...

The Long Wait

All day for the hurricane/trop storm event. Been raining for a lot, not hard, just constant.

Watching Weather Channel, and the goggle guy, aka Eric Fisher is in Va. Beach. The best part is the amount of cars whizzing by him in the background. Nice night for a ride.

Hoping that the power doesn't fail...could be bad if it does.

Fingers-crossed.

Irene, You Bitch

So my vacation from work is officially started; supposed to cruise down to Rehoboth Beach, DE tomorrow for a week of rest and relaxation and drinking and crabs. To put it in perspective, I haven't had a vacation since this time last year.

But that looks like it will be postponed at least a couple of days. See, the star of TV right now is a bitch named Irene, as in Hurricane. And she's barreling up the east coast this weekend. And since the condo we put our feet up in is about 300 yards from the ocean, we might have some issues.

So we wait and watch the news. Batten down the hatches.

Signs of the Apocolypse

1. 5.8 earthquake on East Coast
2. Hurricane Irene
3. facebook got one trillion page views in a single month

The Mother of All Limps

As we speak (or read I guess) SoulSlam is in the midst of a sprained ankle. The bad kind.

I vaguely recall rolling my ankle on Saturday, no problem that day. Sunday AM it was a little testy, then got worse as the day evolved. Monday and Tuesday, swelled up like a dead muskrat. Wednesday, still in pain. I'm debating whether to get up from my seat or not for a light lunch.

I have sprained it before (including a tremendous one about 10 years ago that was the lowlight of a Bahamian vacation) - and I'll probably sprain it again. Soldier on I will.

Toughguy.

Countdown

Until (a much-needed) vacation. Four days until work is just a distant memory, then we point the car south to a favorite destination.

CAN'T WAIT.

In other developments:

I am watching the Mets give another game away. I might be a masochist.

Watched "Unstoppable" last night on HBO. Liked it. And I wonder why I haven't paid tribute to Denzel until now.

Why do people toss things in recycling cans that don't belong. Are they just idiots?

"Front-seat banking" aka doing all your banking at an ATM should be a felony. Your time at an ATM shoulkd not exceed 60 seconds.

I always run low on chlorine at the end of August. Pool looks great though!

Took a break from coffee but that's almost over.

You are often judged by the hot sauce you eat. At least by people who like hot sauce.

I will be going to Crabby Dick's while I am away!

I am almost to the point where I will no longer buy CDs, just get it digitally from iTunes. Big step for me.

Rescue Me has been pretty terrible this season (aka the final season).

Later.

Only In Bedrock

And only the greatest caveman in the world, Mr. Frederick J. Flintstone can pull this off

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/44195725/ns/us_news-weird_news/

DOPE. You are not Fred.

The A.M. Blues

You know, when you really think about it, the morning (at least the weekday ones) is kinda like the movie Groundhog Day.

You get up, do your thing (whatever your thing is) and go to work. Monday thru Friday. That is if your employed. But even if your not, I'm pretty sure it's pretty much the same.

If you dwell on it long enough, depression will set in.

Awesome.

Why SoulSlam Can't

1. Be a Little League Coach and 2. Condone what LL Coaches do.

SoulSlam can't take the field looking like an add for J Crew. Wearing a collared golf shirt and pair of khaki pants. I hate dressing that was for work, why in the world would I do it on a ballfield?

Allow the kids on my team to sing and chant in unison like a girls softball team. It is baseball. Stop the auditions for Glee, coaches!

Allow myself to be miked. I'm not sure how these automatons do it - but sometimes a trip to the mound or conversation with my batter is not pleasant. These guys are all Robert Young (who?).

And probably most important; SoulSlam would never, ever, allow an 11, 12 or 13 YO kid to throw a curveball. EVER. Bet on that one hard.

Solo Dingers

Watching the Yankees tonight (Mets are in AZ for a 9:45PM EDT start) and I see CC Sabathia give up five (5) solo homeruns.

I don't think I've ever seen that ever.

Michael Kay said the Yankees are in 'striking distance' going into the bottom of the 9th. They are down 5-1. I think your wrong, windbag. I'll apologize if you win.


You tell me that's not CC?

"The Dangerous Mark Texeira"

That's what Michael Kay (aka the giant bag of wind) called #25 as he came up with men at the corners, two out and two down in the 9th.

So is it true. Apparently we will never know 'cause the Grandy-man got picked off first!!!!

To end the game.

Digressing, it was the immortal Mo giving up the two-run homer to Mr. Bobby Abreu (aka Soft-Serve).

Awesome.

Petrol Math

Can somebody, anybody, explain to me this:

The price of oil goes up. Literally within three (3) minutes, gas stations are changing the price of a gallon. The big pole comes out and the higher price goes on the sign.

So, given this supply and demand equation, it just goes to reason that when the price goes down, then the price I pay goes down too. BUT IT DOESN'T SEEM TO WORK THAT WAY!

Screwed.

Knockout

After 12 games this season, the Red Sox hold a little advantage over the Yankees. Like 10-2. Sweet.

So Clueless Joe can spin the dryer anywhich way he wants but know this:

The Yankees ACE is 0-4 against the Bosox. That is 2/3 of his whole loss total.

Is Russell Martin kidding me trying to stretch that hit to RF into a double. You slow bro.

Jacoby Ellsbury is the best CF in baseball. Take that Grandy-man.

Nick Swisher knows the object is to get on-base right?

I hope Michael Kay liked this weekend's games. I did.

Humid!

It is unbelievable out today in this jungle, aka North Jersey. High 80's but the humidity is making it seem like a lot more. Dog days are on us, I guess.

Almost time to get the trunks on and hit the pool. Which is perfect. I vac'd it this AM and did a 45 minute float afterwards. Took the boys to the batting cages to keep the swings sharp. Now I'm drinking a cool glass of agua, catching a couple of innings of the Mets on TV. game is tied 2-2. Reyes has left with a tight hamstring (uh-oh).

Yankees and Red Sox go tonight...I like my chances here. Lunch with a certain Yankee fan is the prize. I will be hungry.

The Youth Football Update

YSSS (Youngest Son of SoulSlam) loves it. Makes me happy. He likes hitting people. What a guy.

He needs to work on some stuff, he's new to it so he doesn't have a lot of technique, but I'm glad to see him involved. And this is all his. No overbearing father (moi?) coaching him! Just kidding.

Go Raiders.

How In The World?

Does a guy, making $82MM to pitch for the Yankees get spotted a 12 run (that is not a typo) lead in the 4th inning and can't get the W?

Be AJ Burnett. That's how.

This guy is an absolute stiff.

Throws hard. Right over the plate.
Hasn't won since June.
Gets unexplained shiners.
Has some of the worst tattoos this side of Rex Ryan.
Can't crack the post-season starting staff.
Can't beat the Boston Red Sox.

Glad he's yours.

Blue Turns to Black

At least for the YSSS, who is now amidst summer football practice. He seems to like it, fingers-crossed.

They plopped him at left guard last night for some run-throughs...maybe he's destined to be the man. I think playing football will do him good.

The other guy, aka OSSS has a tryout tonight to play 13U baseball this fall. Just looking for a decent situation so he can swing and keep his skills sharp.

Audi.

Countdown

To vacation time, though I have about 25 days until I get there.

YSSS starts football tonight. He's gonna be a bad-ass.