War on Sickness

30 10 2004

Following this week’s bout with the flu, I think I’ll make like George Steinbrenner and fire my white blood cells…

… OK, so maybe that’s just all the drugs talking, my witticisms are surely lacking recently.

Today has been politics day. Yup. Filling out the absentee ballot and whatnot. And um, trying to decide who I want to vote for for president of the glorious United States. Where to start?

Well being here at a major Ivy League university in the northeast, it is understandable that I am surrounded by some of the most liberal people I have ever encountered in my life. But it’s not because they agree with many Democratic principles or that Kerry has a better hairstyle than anyone else… No it’s because they’d rather see George Bush on some rocket headed to orbit Saturn rather than in the oval office. And what’s the biggest complaint? Iraq. Gee, who would have thunk it. What do I think on the situation in Iraq? Well, it’s rather complicated, but unfortunately for Bush, the public perception is now horrible. It may seem distant, but there once was a time when the nation SUPPORTED Bush going into Iraq. If the Iraqis had hailed us as liberators, if the UN supported us, if we found WMDs… well this election wouldn’t even be close. (Yes, I do realize I’m growing more incoherent by the second… Damn NyQuil) So either way, here’s my list for what the president needs to do.

1.) Stay in Iraq. While many people would cry “Pull out of Iraq!” the US would be worse off in the world’s eye if we decimated a country, and left it to it’s own devices. As we’d say in Poker, unfortunately, we are pot-committed.

2.) Mend fences with UN. We are in a period unprecidented in the history of the world, in which the United States is not viewed as it’s “beacon of liberty, can do no wrong” self. Major countries all around the world are appalled at the decisions made by the current president and his cabinet.

3.) Move resources from warring to homeland security. War should ONLY be used as a method of self-defense, which is why America WAS justified in removing the Taliban and attempting to capture Osama bin Laden. This is also why America WASN’T justified in going into Iraq.

4.) Overall national database. ID cards, national computers, whatever the case may be, America needs to crack down on illegal immigrants and suspicious folks. This is not an invasion of privacy, it is merely the same as VISA’s customer database or a phone book.

There are more issues obviously. But these four are most pressing in my mind, and they must be taken heavily into consideration this year when voting. Now, I consider my self an advocate of a multi-party system, and I feel having a two-party system is somewhat of a detriment to the word “democracy.” To be perfectly honest, by reviewing platforms and prior voting records, I’m Libertarian. Normally, I’d encourage people to vote third-party if they feel that party is a better fit for their views than the others. This year however is different. The polls are close and the stakes are high. From a realistic standpoint you have a choice; Bush or Kerry. That’s what it came down to for me at least.

Ball of Lightning [dot] com endorses Democrat John F. Kerry for president of the United States. He might lack in charisma, but America’s hurting right now, and if something doesn’t work, you don’t leave it alone…




Back to normal…

28 10 2004

… WHAT? No baseball for HOW LONG? Oh well, we finally won… finally… finally… Hell, I’ve only waited 18 years unlike some of these crazy elders who are 98 and probably died last night after the Sox fulfilled “their lifelong dream.” I did go a bit overboard with the font and whatnot, but as Peter Griffin would say… C’MONNN… yeah I’ll probably tidy it up sooner or later.

Brief update from my tiny kingdom in Mews. My finger is slightly better now that I changed the pitch. Bowling has been significantly better as a result… Think I’ve averaged around 220 for the last week or so.

Oh, and you guys don’t know about my massive Poker winnings. This weekend I somehow managed to make $475 playing at Poker Room. Now hardcores, well that’s nuttin to them. But damn, I’m a dumbass kid who wandered on and realized all the people at my tables were even BIGGER dumbasses than me. So I eventually ended up cashing out with it, since I saw a couple of my friends crash and burn, and I saw the light. Good thing too. Finished 72nd out of ~800 in a cash tourney last night, sat down at a ring game table, played a couple hands before catching A-K spades. I raise preflop, two call, flop comes out 8s, 7s, Ac. So yeah, high pair, kickass kicker, and a nut flush draw. Nothing beats that. So I do my whole raising significantly thing. One guy calls me through the turn (3c), and sees the river (2h). Oh well, no flush draw, but he NOTHING that could beat me right? Wrong. That little fucker played A-2 and called $10 raises. Bastard, what kind of dumbfuck assmunch are you? So, long story short, I have money to blow… on bowling… or something even more boring than that.

Another groundbreaking news story. Got my Free iPod today. Thank you to those of you who signed up and completed a referral. If you want any help, feel free to ask. I don’t bite. All the time.

So now I think I’m going to get some of that damn physics homework done. I’ve had a fever all day and still managed to attend two classes and an exam. Let’s hope I’m better by tomorrow, because we all remember the last time we played beirut when I was sick… It involved a lot of messes.




THE CURSE IS CURSED!

28 10 2004

AMEN!

UPDATE: Well, it’s been four days and I think it’s finally hitting home. It hit me hard after I decided to review a few Sox blogs. You quickly realize how much this team means to everyone that follows them, and how magical this season has been. We better remember the 2004 playoffs, because odds are, we will never see anything quite like this EVER again. The Sox led us to the gates of defeat, as has been the case so many times before, but this time it was different, and one of the most amazing 11 days in sports history unfolded. Warriors and heroes were born. And finally, after 86 years, Boston fans, old and young, finally got their championship. In true Sox spirit, here are some of the posts that flowed from RSN at 11:40 PM EST on 10/27/04

“My work here is done.

This will be the final, regular post to the Bambino’s Curse weblog. The site, however, and all the archives will remain online forever, as a small testament and recollection of what it was like to be a fan before the Red Sox won their first World Series since 1918. (Like anyone wants to relive that!)” - Bambino’s Curse

“THANK YOU!” - El Guapo’s Ghost

“Last year, after the heartbreaking loss to NY in Game 7 of the AlCS, I wrote this:

Who knows what free agents Epstein will acquire in the offseason, what players–if any–will be traded, what players will be retained…

The Answer to my multi-part question: Curt Schilling + Keith Foulke - Nomar Garciaparra = World Series Champs” - Obey Pedro

“Tonight capped the single most incredible season of our lifetimes. We are dizzy, drunk, hoarse and crazed. And we won’t be sleeping tonight. ” - Surviving Grady

“So the Boston Red Sox are World Champions.

Let that shit sink in for a second.” - The House that Dewey Built

“Next year is right now. It’s 12:30 am, I’m drunk, tears are dried on my cheeks, and I have a perma-grin on my face that’s not likely to recede any time soon. To steal from the great Jack Buck, I cannot believe what I just saw.” - Misery Loves Company

“First of all, right off the bat, I am a wreck. A pitiful, smoking wreck of a man.” - East Coast Agony

“God, I like the way that sounds. I think I’ll just sit here and say it over and over.

World Champion Boston Red Sox
World Champion Boston Red Sox
World Champion Boston Red Sox
World Champion Boston Red Sox” - O’DonnellWeb

“THE NATION HAS BEEN SET FREE” - Born Into It

“At 11:40 pm, the Boston Red Sox were crowned Champions of Baseball for the first time since 1918. … I just cna;lksafj’vkv’ain lkaevn’f ndbal;KSwrgioWN m cmX L”KN”VILBkms ,M,ASnlkmdx’boja’k ,.NZS”Kens’iUO0GJLBMVLCM BL;mlkmdjvmfcjkdytr7t03lfdns7ewio” - Joy of Sox

“Free at last, Free at last,…..Thank God Almighty I am Free at Last.” - Baseball Zeitgeist

“It’s slowly starting to sink in. I’ll just randomly start smiling, and I’ll know why. The Red Sox won the World Series. Every time I pop in the tape I made, I don’t think I’ll be able to get by it without getting choked up. I thought I would never love the 2004 team as much as I did the 2003 team, but once David Ortiz hit that game-winner against Anaheim, I knew I loved this team more. And they won. That’s love for you.” - Red Sox/Most Valuable Network

“FREEDOM.” - RallyCuff

“i am actually shedding tears, but these are tears of joy!” - drMorgus (Royal Rooters)

“ITS AS REAL AS IT GETS!!! IM CRYING, I WISH MY DAD WAS HERE WITH ME TO ENJOY THIS MOMENT. HE’S WATCHING FROM HEAVEN ” - DwightEvans24 (Royal Rooters)

“OH MY GOD!!!

OH MY GOD!!!

Is this real?” - BoSoxGirl75 (Royal Rooters)

“Uh. Ooh. Um. It hasn’t sunk it.

But I just watched the ball go through Buckner’s legs, and for the first time in my entire life I did not cringe. I smiled. ” - MFLetou (Royal Rooters)

“Thank you for proving dreams come true!!!” - Nuf Ced (Sons of Sam Horn)

“I’m just numb.

Good God, this is real.

2004 World Series Champions.

I love you all. ” - CR67dream (Sons of Sam Horn)

“I believe. Thank you Red Sox, thank you SoSH, I’m smiling in a way that I never thought possible. ” - johnmd20 (Sons of Sam Horn)

“Screw next year. I want it to be 2004 forever.” - CarboCopy (Sons of Sam Horn)

“And here’s a little message from me to me in the year 2010 who’ll be rereading this game thread for the 500th time, trying to relive the amazing things that have happened over the past 14 hours: Yes, it was great, and probably even better than you remember. ” - B H Kim (Sons of Sam Horn)

“Now the 1918 jokes are done. Now TV networks can’t ruin our playoff games anymore. Now we can watch Red Sox games without waiting for the Other Shoe. Now we don’t have to deal with manipulative books and documentaries, or hear about Buckner, Zimmer, Grady, Pesky, Torrez, Stanley and Schiraldi ever again. It’s a clean slate. We’re like those ugly contestants who show up on “The Swan,” get fifty grand worth of plastic surgery, then start sobbing in front of a full-length mirror when they see themselves. That’s every Red Sox fan right now.

Eighty-six years wiped away. Just like that. It was destination.

(And destiny, too.)” - Bill Simmons (aka The Sports Guy)




Music to my ears…

21 10 2004

Dirty Water

I’m wanna tell you a story
I’m wanna tell you about my town
I’m gonna tell you a big fat story, baby
Aww, it’s all about my town

Yeah, down by the river
Down by the banks of the river Charles
Aw, that’s what’s happenin’ baby
That’s where you’ll find me
Along with lovers, buggers and thieves
Aw, but they’re cool people

Well I love that dirty water
Oh, Boston you’re my home
Oh, you’re the number one place

Frustrated women (I mean they’re frustrated)
Have to be in by twelve o’clock (oh, that’s a shame)
But I’m wishin’ and a hopin’, oh
That just once those doors weren’t locked
I like to save time for my baby to walk around

Well I love that dirty water
Oh, Boston you’re my home (oh yeah)

‘Cause I love that dirty water
Oh, Boston you’re my home (oh, yeah)

Well I love that dirty water (I love it, baby)
I love that dirty water (I love Boston)
I love that dirty water
(Have you heard about the Strangler)
I love that dirty water (I’m the man, I’m the man)
I love that dirty water (Owww!)
I love that dirty water (a come on, a come on)
I love that dirty water (come on)
I love that dirty water (I’m in love with Boston)
I love that dirty water (Aww yeah)
I love that dirty water
I love that dirty water
I love that dirty water




DON’T FUCK WITH THE JESUS!

21 10 2004

The Jesus!

WE’RE GOING TO THE SERIES!

BIGGEST COMEBACK IN SPORTS HISTORY!

SOX!

SOX!

SOX!

DON’T STOP BELIEVING!




GO SOX!

20 10 2004

Win it for Johnny Pesky, who deserves to wear a Red Sox uniform in the dugout during the 2004 World Series. Mr. Henry, the trophy needs to be presented first of all to him.

Win it for Bobby Doerr, who, through the sadness of losing his beloved Mabel would love to see his team finally defeat the Yankees in Yankee Stadium. Revenge is best served cold.

Win if for Dommie, the most loyal and devoted of men.

Win it for Carl Yastrzemski. While his heart still aches, may Number 8’s smile break through his personal storm-cloud this evening. His beloved son, Mike, will show us the way.

Win it for Ted, who once said, “If they ever won it, I would feel so @#%$ warm inside.”

Win it for Tony, who taught us all the meaning of courage and grit. A day doesn’t go by when I don’t think of you, number 25.

Win it for Buckner, Rice, Dewey, Lynn, and all the other Sox of yesterday…

… most importantly, win it for NEW ENGLAND!




The Sox roar on…

20 10 2004

Just a small town girl, livin’ in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin’ anywhere
Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin’ anywhere

A singer in a smokey room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night

Working hard to get my fill,
everybody wants a thrill
Payin’ anything to roll the dice,
just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on

(chorus)

Don’t stop believin’
Hold on to the feelin’
Streetlight people




Don’t fuck with the Jesus…

15 10 2004

… and our floor wins another pizza party, this time due to mine (and my teammates) prowress in the Court/Mews bowling tournament tonight…

“… and the Final Jeopardy category is… no… now WHY would they do this to me?? The Final Jeopardy question is, “Famous Mothers.”
“My day has come Trebek!”




Ouch…

13 10 2004

Wow this day couldn’t have been worse… to this point…

Got my physics prelim back… not horrible, but worse than I thought I did…

Then got to make my Cornell ABC official debut (none of this “bowl and whoops it doesn’t count” week). Bowled awful; 151, 201, 171… a whopping 527… what’s fucking amusing is my Cornell average is now higher than my Cove average was…

… but now for the most ironic part of the day. Not five minutes after I return to my dorm room from bowling at HNH does my cell phone ring.

Me: Hello?
Secretary: Hi, yes, Mr. Zandepoelliatangianacious?
Me: That’s me.
Secretary: Dr. Tanner asked me to call you, he looked at your x-rays…
(At this point I’m like “X-rays? What x-ra–? Oh yeah, THOSE x-rays… C’mon, just tell me their negative, and I’ll do my calculus work”)
Secretary: … uh, he thinks he found a stress fracture in your right ring finger that’s been causing you all that pain.
Me: Huh, well I’ll be damned.

So yeah, all this time I’ve been bowling with a fractured ring finger. (Making a long story short, my finger, which has been seriously bruised and in severe pain, has actually been BROKEN. There’s a new development.) Fucktabulous. The doctor isn’t sure if I originally hurt it bowling or not, but he does say that it worsened the injury. So yeah, I’m technically supposed to be on the bowling DL for like a month or two, and then have ALL my equipment redrilled. Fucking wonderful. Hey, now at least I have an excuse why I royally sucked all summer…




Put me in coach…

13 10 2004

I’m ready to play– today…
Put me in coach…
I’m ready to play today…
Look at me…
I can be…
Centerfield…

Still believing…

… but when your best pitcher all season suddenly has ankle tendinitis flare up before one of the most important games in the last decade for the Sox, you have to wonder what God has against New England…