Crap that I'm sick of...
Because there's crap...then there is crap that I'm sick of
This week's list:
1. Cardiac cowboys: The Boston Red Sox, bless their shaved heads and over-reliance on the phrase "Cowboy Up!" sure know how to torture their fans. The series with Oakland, in which they lost the first two and then came back to win three straight, was a roller coaster ride in a gyroscope. Now they have a 1-1 tie with the Yankees. This is causing more stress than my wedding (October 18. Send gifts, lots of them).
2. Unemployment statistics: Found out this week that my job will be ending later this year. In the world of sunny un-ironic people (who most likely are not reading this), that means that I have to follow my heart to the next opportunity. In the world of ironists, such as myself, that just means we have to look for the next opportunity. I won't be thanking the lord anytime soon for my layoff, though. Opportunities are always out there, whether one looks for them or not.
3. Midnight runs to the airport: Picked up most of the wedding party last night at the airport around midnight. This is the third or fourth time I have had to go to the airport at a crazy time in the past two months. It's bizarre because normally the airport is crazy impossible to get around. At that time of night it is a breeze. But that doesn't mean I'm going to operate an airport shuttle service anytime soon.
4. Fox Sports baseball announcers: Not to disparage Trot Nixon's (RF- Red Sox) wife, but running a 3:50:00 marathon three years ago does not qualify her as the "best athlete in the family" as Steve Lyons would have it. Four hours is an average marathon. Mind you, I am not dissing the accomplishment of running the Marathon (I am training for one and would be happy to break four hours, trust me), but at to attempt such banal conversation at a critical moment of the game si just plain poor.; Lyons consistently makes Tim McCarver look good, that's how bad Lyons is.
5. Verbal Jazz hiatus: Yes, folks, I will be posting inconsistently, or not at all, over the next couple of weeks while I and the SO (soon to be wife) prep for our wedding and honeymoon (welcome respite from all the crazy people trying to ruin your wedding). I may pop in to write once in a while next week, but after the 18th, don't look for Verbal Jazz to be updated until the end of the month. |
Because there's crap...then there is crap that I'm sick of
This week's list:
1. Cardiac cowboys: The Boston Red Sox, bless their shaved heads and over-reliance on the phrase "Cowboy Up!" sure know how to torture their fans. The series with Oakland, in which they lost the first two and then came back to win three straight, was a roller coaster ride in a gyroscope. Now they have a 1-1 tie with the Yankees. This is causing more stress than my wedding (October 18. Send gifts, lots of them).
2. Unemployment statistics: Found out this week that my job will be ending later this year. In the world of sunny un-ironic people (who most likely are not reading this), that means that I have to follow my heart to the next opportunity. In the world of ironists, such as myself, that just means we have to look for the next opportunity. I won't be thanking the lord anytime soon for my layoff, though. Opportunities are always out there, whether one looks for them or not.
3. Midnight runs to the airport: Picked up most of the wedding party last night at the airport around midnight. This is the third or fourth time I have had to go to the airport at a crazy time in the past two months. It's bizarre because normally the airport is crazy impossible to get around. At that time of night it is a breeze. But that doesn't mean I'm going to operate an airport shuttle service anytime soon.
4. Fox Sports baseball announcers: Not to disparage Trot Nixon's (RF- Red Sox) wife, but running a 3:50:00 marathon three years ago does not qualify her as the "best athlete in the family" as Steve Lyons would have it. Four hours is an average marathon. Mind you, I am not dissing the accomplishment of running the Marathon (I am training for one and would be happy to break four hours, trust me), but at to attempt such banal conversation at a critical moment of the game si just plain poor.; Lyons consistently makes Tim McCarver look good, that's how bad Lyons is.
5. Verbal Jazz hiatus: Yes, folks, I will be posting inconsistently, or not at all, over the next couple of weeks while I and the SO (soon to be wife) prep for our wedding and honeymoon (welcome respite from all the crazy people trying to ruin your wedding). I may pop in to write once in a while next week, but after the 18th, don't look for Verbal Jazz to be updated until the end of the month. |
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