Boy, these late playoff games are killing me. Watching playoff baseball is usually tense and stressful enough -- I don't need to throw in the added aspect of slight loopiness from sleep deprivation (and beer) into the mix as well. But, that's where we are, here in Game Two, as I try to not hoarf while I sit on the couch and watch Daisuke go through his token crappy inning.
Finally, it looks like we'll have some weekends at home here this fall (aside from the big family reunion next weekend). Feels like we've been driving non-stop since we got back from Ireland. It'll be quite nice to just hit the Bills Bar this weekend to watch my boys from Buffalo attempt to go 5-0.
Beautiful catch by Nancy Drew to save a home run. I almost spit Yeungling all over my beautiful iMac.
I've still got tons of photos due to pop on Flickr, but time hasn't allowed for me to focus on that yet. I know you're just dying to check them out, but you'll just have to wait.
The Messageboard has finally gotten a little cleanup. With the reduction in action on the board, we've decided to whittle things down to an East/West forum setup. We've still got everyone's favorite Flash Videos, Political Commentary, and even a retrospective look at the Film Fop Forum.
With the plethora of great new albums this fall, I've also relaunched my song of the day/week feature, so be sure to take a look and check it out. You should get at least a good song a week out of it.
Alright. That's enough for now. It's the 7th, and daddy's gotta get a refill of his thinkin' juice.
Go Sox. Go Bills. Go Bombers.
PS -- I downloaded the full album of "Blood Sugar Sex Magik" on Rock Band tonight. As I started playing the opening track, I instantly turned into the 15-year-old version of me. It was pretty amazing. All those years of air guitar and air drums actually paid off. If you have the means, I highly reccomend it.
