Sunday, June 29, 2008

33 Restaurant

Crusin' around the Internet today I came across a restaurant called 33.
The logo is in red, even. Excellent! I encourage you to take a friend and try it out.
The menu rocks!

If someone would like to send me a gift card, this is what I'd like...
From The Bar: Raspberry Sangria
Starter: 1/2 doz Oysters 3 Ways*
Entree: Surf & Turf
Sides: Grilled Asparagus & Sautéed Foraged Mushrooms**
Dessert: Chocolate Beignets***

<---- Here is a map and you are very welcome. Boston is beautiful, but a stinker to get around, unless you know where your going. Even then, I wouldn't place any bets. I get lost just turning around in a circle. I'm serious. I have absolutely no sense of direction. Easiest thing to do is just hail a cab and give an address.



* I could actually make a meal out of just the starters.
**I wonder what the pay rate is for mushroom forager? I like to hunt shrooms, didn't know I could make a living at it.
*** Oh. My. God. I love beignets!
33 Restaurant & Lounge

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Pot Calls Kettle Black...

I watched video last night of Youk and Manny being Varitek. They were goofing on Tek and Casey's batting stance. Youk has one of the bounciest and wiggliest batting stances I have seen. So it was really funny to watch him trip on somebody else. Manny too. They mimicked Sean Casey's left leg going up like a stork and Tek's right leg {he was batting lefty} sliding in and out. His bat making circles over his head and the adorable way he takes a deep breath and hopes like hell, he makes contact. I wish they had a dugout cam nestled in the corner of the screen. We miss a lot of really funny stuff, because they always seem to be showing something unrelated to baseball. Or worse, they cut away for some ridiculous interview with a complete nobody. This seems to happen a lot when Jason is at bat. "Let's go to the studio!" Let's not.

Screen Capture Captain...

Say that 3 times fast...


Tek shaves himself out of a hitting slump.


I love the scruff, buy if a shave and a haircut is all it takes.
Sooner is better than later. Tek reached base three times last night. He was 3 of the10 left on base.


He looks sexy in green. And red and blue and...


Friday, June 27, 2008

Who's on First...

I swear I can't listen to this without hearing "Youks on first"? For the youngsters out there... This is one of the best baseball routines ever written. Enjoy!



Photo Day...

Friday, June 20, 2008

All Of The Above...


I saw this poll on the Red Sox website. To quote a friend "SERIOUSLY?" How do you pick just one and possibly more important, why is this list so short? The most important question for me is... Where the hell is Jason's name?

So long Schil...



It was announced today that Curt Schilling will have season ending surgery on his shoulder. It is quite possibly the end of his career... with the Red Sox.


You know Schill. If there is even the slightest chance that he can throw again next year, he will talk someone into paying him to do it.


I wish him the best of luck with his surgery and I hope he heals well. I'll miss him. He and Tek are the two most prepared players in baseball.

BWI...


Blogging While Intoxicated.
On Friday nights I like to watch Soxball. I buy some beer and I get into a comfy chair and cheer on the boys in Red Sox. It's a great way to end the week. Rain delays are not a good thing on Friday nights. I might get drunk before the delay is over.

Tonight the Boys wear green in honor of the Celtics. They did what we asked and "beat L.A." Keven Millar bet against the Celtics. I fear he has been away from home for entirely too long. It's OK tho, he won't do it again. He lost and had to use "Ice Ice Baby" for his at bat song. How humbling... Not only does it have some of the stupidest lyrics I have ever heard. The music is a total ripoff of Queen/Bowie "Under Pressure" Hmmm, irony. How fitting. Come home Kev, we miss you.

Kevin Cash will catch for Wake tonight. Oh dear. The more I see Cash, the more I miss Belli. I guess Cash wants kids someday. He catches Wake sidesaddle. I'm not going to do my whole "I hate Cash" rant. Go back to the older posts to read it.

Hoo-ray! It's time for baseball! Looks like it won't be a rain out after all. Go Sox~

To Catch A Thief...

Jacoby Ellsbury broke the club record of 31 rookie steals last Sunday... twice. He stole second to get 32 and then decided 3rd base looked like it had a better view of home plate, so he stole it too. My mother once told me "No one likes a thief". Mom was wrong. I like Jacoby just fine.

"Wheels" Ellsbury is a fun guy to watch on both offense and defense. I really enjoy watching games that both Jacoby and Coco play together. Yesterday Sean Casey got a steal. Laugh, I'll wait.

Jacoby is definitely our "DT" {designated thief} but I'm all for the Manny's and Casey's who feel like taking a run at 2nd base. It looks like fun and to tell you the truth, if I was standing on first base I'd think about it too. To be real, if I'm on 1st base you can bet that security is not very far behind.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Newish

Today I'm putting up a couple of new{ish} pictures. The 1st one, Papi and Tek is from last year. That's the "ish" one. The second is one I took yesterday.... thus, newish. I have been sick for a couple of days, so all I really want to do is sleep. Goodnight.


Saturday, June 14, 2008

Educating Granny

Today I celebrated Fathers Day a day early. My parents and Grandparents {as well as all my brothers and sisters} are all dead. I like old people, they make me laugh, think, and feel a strong sense of gratitude for what the "Greatest Generation" did for the "Baby Boomers". That's me, I came in at the end. Also, I think it's important for children to have old people in thier lives. So today, my son and I celebrated Fathers Day {and Mothers Day} with a couple of old folks we know and had a wonderful day. I cooked dinner for them while we all watched the Red Sox game. We moved the dining room table into the living room so that we wouldn't miss any of the excitement. Boy, was there some excitement! By the end of the game {and desert} we converted an 81 year old woman into a Red Sox fan. I had help. Wake, Youk, Mike, Jacoby, Coco...

She didn't know a whole lot about baseball, except that you can really piss of your son when you throw out his cards. She said this was the first game she ever actually sat down and watched, with someone who could explain what was happening, without telling her to shush! My son is 10 and is, like his Mom, a Sox fan through and through. He had a great time showing of his knowledge, and admitting that he was learning a lot as well.

Granny was was amazed that so many people were yelling Youk's name, away from Fenway. This, in fact, continues to amaze me as well. She thought Manny had "beautiful hair!" Coco had a gorgeous smile. She didn't understand how Wake could throw the ball so slow and still they missed it. We explained the knuckle ball. Because we DVR'd the game we could show it to her in slow motion. The thought Pedroia "much to small to play with those big men, he might get hurt". Pap looked ferocious! Lowell was "a real looker!" When the Sox hit back to back homers to stay in it, I thought the excitement and the stress of the bottom of the inning might kill her. I didn't need to worry, she was hooked!

I wore one of my Tek shirts today. About half way through the game she asked about him. "I see his name on your shirt and you and Gage have talked about him all day. Is he one of those men that have had their numbers painted on the wall?" "Yes", I said. "But not yet." We explained Varitek. Tomorrow she wants to come over to watch the game with us again, because she wants to see the god. I may have gushed a little. I hope he is well enough to play. I bet he hopes so too.

By the 2nd inning Granny had a pad of paper and pen and was writing down the batting order and their positions. By the end of the 8th, she wanted to know where she could get a hat. While the Sox congratulated themselves on a hard win, she was giving me a list of Red Sox items she wanted me to order off the Internet and a handful of cash. As she was leaving, she told me her son was a Yankee fan. My job is complete. The Nation got a little bigger.

Tomorrow I will show her the Red Sox website. Let her pick out what she wants before the game starts then, we will continue her indoctriNATION. Gage thinks it's a great idea to show her the ALCS and World Series videos. She is missing Papi, Manny,{being Manny} Tek and Dice K because of injuries and illness.

Today she got to see Jacoby steal 2 bases. That was enough to give him the most stolen bases by a rookie since 1908. Wow. He also leads the Major League in stolen bases, that's everybody.
I thinks she's a little bit in love with him, but aren't we all? She saw Sean Casey get the giggles after introducing his team mates. She's a little in love with him too...

I realize that I am probably just as excited about tomorrows game as she is! For her sake, I hope our boys hit lots of home runs {Granny really likes to see them fly!} and we steal a few bases {she likes to see Jacoby fly too}. Beckett starts tomorrow, I really hope we don't kill her.

Proud To Be An American....


Congratulations David Ortiz. Big Papi took an oath to uphold and defend. He's been doing it all along, he just got around to making it official. I'm really proud to call the big guy an American. He won't say who he's voting for. I don't know where he stands politically, I admire that in a ball player.
Papi is a great guy. He can make you smile just by being there. For me, he need not do anything, his presence is reassuring enough. So, lets see. Who is next?

Time is dead! Long live instant...

I am against instant replay in baseball. I like looking at it and bitching when my team gets robbed. I like looking at it and gloating when the other team gets robbed. I do not like taking the decision out of the hands of humans and giving it to machines. Did no one see "I, ROBOT"?

MLB wants faster baseball. I was under the impression that baseball was supposed to be a slow game. You know, summertime. The dog days and lemonade. Get home when the street lights come on. Hot dogs, beer, crackerjacks and baseball. Not in a hurry to be anywhere. Some sports where meant to be fast. Ice hockey comes to mind, basketball, football is supposed to take an hour but it takes 6. Thank God they have instant replay to speed up that game!
Instant replay will ruin the 'Grand Old Game' in a way that steroids never could or will. When you give the decision on a disputed call to some yoyo in a satellite truck in the parking lot, you take away a huge part of what makes those whoopsies baseball. Managers running onto the field to defend their player. Spitting out their tobacco or bubblegum to better pronounciate the second name of the umpires' "mother". Kicking dirt and throwing bases. Some of my fondest memories are of managers doing just this. Then there are the bench clearing brawls that can bring a nun running from the bathroom with her knickers around her ankles.
They want instant replay only for blown calls on home runs. Does anyone seriously believe that it will begin and end there? We will have to stop and go to the video tape every other pitch because it was too high to be a strike or too far outside or he didn't touch the bag or, or, or!
You can't put toothpaste back in the tube. If instant replay is allowed in baseball, we will be telling our children about "this game they used play called baseball, sorta like this game but not really". It won't be the same. We will have lost that part of the sport that keeps us true and dear fans coming back for more.
The title of this post is a quote from Erma Bombeck, baseball fan and writer. If you have never heard of her, Google. She was brilliant.

Friday, June 13, 2008

Friday The 13th.... I could really use a drink.


The last time I was online was FRIDAY May 2nd. Ironically, that day was not much better than this one. For the last month everything I own, except a suitcase and my Sox hat, has been in a storage unit sitting in a half dozen inches of water. Wait, it gets worse... The owner of said unit, refuses to set things right. I lost a lot of furniture that I had replaced after Hurricane Katrina. I'll call him out in a few, lets move ahead a bit, the game starts soon.
THE GAME! Today will be only the second game I have seen in over a month. I missed a no hitter. I missed Manny's 500. I missed Iron Mike's 4 bagger last night. I missed the Red Sox, I really missed Tek!
Lucky for me I know a crazy chick up in Auburn, Ma. that shares my love of all things Varitek. Kim sent me text messages with score updates, highlights and and bragged a lot. I love her for that :-) Thanks Kim, you rock!
I've been living in a basement for over a while I waited for the people living in my new "house"* to move into their new "house" so that I could move into their old "house" since I had already moved out of my "house". If I wrote that right you are on your way to the kitchen to find a beer. Be a doll and bring one for me, please? I could really use a drink. {* my new house is a duplex, my old house was an apartment and the previous tenents of my duplex are doing MUCH better than I am}
Today, Friday the 13th, I got cable and I'm back online. The day started out pretty good for a cursed day. I woke up late, forgot to put the carafe on the warmer to catch the coffee. After my cold shower {water heater didn't} I mopped caffeine off the floor, resisting the urge to find a straw. Then things got bad... Where is my beer? I said please. The cable jerk that "installed" my Internet {we all know who really installed my cable. When they hand you an Ethernet cable and say with a smile "all you have to do is plug it in" tell them to bend over} neglected to give me my master password and user name. That's OK I found a way around that for now. The problem is the book I keep all my user names and passwords is missing. It's in the house, somewhere. I only just found the bag with my clean panties and socks. Moving is fun, huh? I could not for the life of me, remember my Google user name and password! How am I supposed to remember all of that? I think we should use our Social Security numbers for our user names. It's not like everyone doesn't know it anyway. When I signed up for cable, she rattled off my social for me to verify and told me the last 4 digits are my pin number!
I got sidetracked, sorry. The point is the cable jerk "installed" cable, DVR and Internet, spewed the directions on how to use all of them in under 3 seconds and was down the road when I thought to say "WTF did he say?" My child took the the remote for the Cable and DVR and told me he would explain it to me after I've had a beer and calmed down a bit. We have a lot of catching up to do, but not right now. I'm going to drink a few and watch a Red Sox game... at last, I'm in my happy place and all is well in my world {for now}.