This Blog Is Barren

I have been a bad blogger. I have neglected the peeps in the kingdom with my omnipresent tweeting. I bad.

Now that that is out of my system...

I'm waiting for the Mets to do something. Chris Young is not what I was hoping for.

Cold today. Like Alaska cold.

I was told by my MD that I may be immortal. Time will tell.

Walking Dead is on in exactly 48 minutes (as I type.

My 7th grade basketball team is getting ready to come to your town and lay a can of ass whoopin' on ya.

I have had three (3) paranormal experiences in the last six (6) weeks. No kidding.

The Mets are annoying me.

Cruised down to Maryland with OSSS (Oldest Son of SoulSlam) for a weekend of hitting at Baseball Factory. It was cool.

I am constantly amazed that I can still find songs for my iTunes.

I could use a new pair of headphones.

I am a fan of LeBron James. Deal.

I'm changing brands. Of what? NOYB.

I was in St. Louis a couple of weeks ago. One night. Walked around Busch Stadium.

It took a long time, but I discovered I have no "secret shame" movie.

All Saints

All Saint's Day. Yes!

The Agony Of Today

Me, SoulSlam, I have no agony. Because I am not a Yankee fan.
WORLD SERIES CHAMPS!

Fill In The Blank Night (Redux)

So what did you call it when you were a kid? The night before Halloween I mean...





In my neck of the woods, we called it GATE NIGHT - and people give me a quizzical look when I say that name. And apparently, the yuppies and new citizens of my little slice 'o' heaven in North Jersey have won out because the kids call it GOOSEY NIGHT, which I always found a little fem. But c'est la vie, right?





So I started asking people at work, around town at the Shop-Rite, wherever - "what did you call it oh so long ago?" So here is a list:

GATE NIGHT

GOOSEY NIGHT

MISCHIEF NIGHT

EVILS NIGHT

CABBAGE NIGHT

HELL NIGHT

Let me know if you have a good one. Funny, I had a friend named Flanagan and he called it 'same as every other night - and I still have to get me Da' at the precinct house!'. Poor Flanagan.

And a word to the wise... even though I've grown up, I still play the game tonight. On defense. Like a Jack Lambert, but better looking.

Punctuation

I really like the semi-colon (;). I am also partial to the exclamation point (!).

World Series Seriously

Gotta go with the Boston Red Sox in 6.

LOVE THE BEARDS!

Old E-Mails

I like to save old e-mails that make me laugh. I guess that would make me a hoarder in some ways, holding onto 76kb of text like an old man keeps Pepsi bottles.

Some of my favorites include accusations of Poor Sportmanship, Running up the Score in Rec Basketball and back and forth about the reason why I would get to play both games of a doubleheader at my field (duh).

Good times, good times.