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go sox
it was really the worst sort of game for about three and a half hours, the yankees getting a gifty call, joba pitching lousy but still weaseling his way out of trouble with four double plays and the red sox just looking lousy with the bats. if i had a temper i would have thrown something. then the magic happened; in the ninth inning, down by two runs with two outs and youk on base "new manny" jason bay came in to face mo rivera - arguably the games greatest closer. before i get into what happened, it is worth taking a moment to talk about "new manny". sure i loved manny back in the day but his antics, lazy baseball play and all-around doucheyness eventually meant he had to go and he was replaced with bay. this is manny in the field:
and this was "new manny" last night:
this is manny standing at home plate after a home run celebrating himself:
and "new manny":
back to last nights game - two outs, one on, down by two runs and jason bay crushed a home run off mo to tie the game.
he quietly rounded the bases - so canadian - not even smiling - not because he wasn't having a good time - but because, as he later explained, "Until you win the game, it's really hard to jump up and down and get all excited about anything..." he almost looked like he felt bad for rivera.
in the eleventh inning youk hit a walk-off home run against demaso marte, a pitcher not so good like mo. youk was not afraid to celebrate:
with the game now over even "new manny" enjoyed the moment "...once Youk hit that ball, it was a relief and we could enjoy it a little more, winning that game makes all the difference in the world in enjoying it." and if you enjoy youk's beard you will definitely enjoy beardoftruth.com. till part 2 tomorrow...

the flavors in play were chocolate chunk, chocolate chip mint, cinnamon, coffee, dulce de leche, vanilla peanut butter, butter pecan and coconut joy.
you can see shauna's final rankings next to our empty cups.
all told just a wonderful experience. they advertise having sixty flavors, i think i'll keep it up until i've tried them all.
i fancy myself the artistic type and i went to film school so one would figure i have at least decent powers of observation. for the purpose of this post most importantly i love cute furry animals so how is it that i missed out on this:
it wasn't until my most recent trip home that shauna pointed that little guy out to me. i'm so disappointed in myself. it might be time to reevaluate this whole artist thing. how can i teach children to appreciate art when that super-magical squirrel was right in front of my face for all those years without me ever noticing. alas, i'm forced to lament the lost time we could have spent together.
sorry i've been so absent again. I've got some good stuff to post soon; some fun drawings from when shauna and i were stranded in the airport in carolina, a video of papi giving me a bath and some pics from an ice cream social we had with heather. for today i just wanted to acknowledge that the baseball season has begun. the sox got rained out, but the yankees newest - and fattest - pitcher got shelled so not a bad day all around. see you tomorrow.
the pencil box is nearly complete as well; it just needs a coat of varnish. i'll post a picture of it tomorrow in all of its painted and shiny glory.
i don't really know what this picture is all about - although it does seem vaguely offensive - but this is what comes up when you google irish monkey. anyway, happy paddy's day. i'll be crafting all day; i have several wood-working projects going right now so i'll be spending the day on the stoop sanding wooden spoons and cutting tiny bits for a pencil box i'm working on. these are some pics of my early progress.
enjoy the day.

i love this bit of muralling and thought i should put it up on blogjamming. spring break is starting tomorrow for both of the schools i've been working at so expect and increase in post frequency and arts and crafts output.
sorry, there isn't going to be a lot of blogjamming this week, i'm double-dipping jobs for the next several days. i found this book cover which is just eerie in several ways; first that looks exactly like a young me engaged in two of my all-time favorite activities: eating ice cream and sitting. secondly that looks a bit like a young shauna with the ice cream down - she has a childhood story i've heard several times about ice cream falling off of a cone while she was walking around a store (***spoiler alert***) she put it right back on the cone and continued to chow down. finally the book, double-dip feelings is for helping children work with two contrasting feelings at the same time; much like the pleasure i experience cashing multiple paychecks versus the pain of working not one but two jobs in a single day. i'll post when i can, enjoy the week.
i absolutely love this picture; williams basking in the glow of god-light while waiting for the pitcher to warm up, the ball frozen in mid-air, the chesterfield ad on the scoreboard and the mist that fills the ballpark all lend a certain enchantment to the proceedings. super magical.
the term triple threat is is thrown around a lot to describe performers who show a modicum of ability to sing, dance and make appearances in crappy movies. rarely do these so-called triple threats truly excel in all three disciplines - i'm looking your way madonna, you leathery bag of gristle. where is this going? was ted williams some kind of triple threat? hell yeah he was, in a non-traditional sort of way. i've established his hall of fame baseball and angling careers - and despite how threatening his fishing was to fish - his third career was perhaps the most "threatening" of all; a u.s.m.c. avaitor who served in both the second world war and korea. when williams initially went into the service during ww2 he was desribed as being too good - his reflexes and aptitude making him one of the best the military had ever seen - to send into action and was used as an instructor. When williams was recalled at age 34 to serve during the korean war he was given the option to play baseball for a service team; he refused and went into active duty flying in 38 combat missions. this is a photo of williams being sworn into the military in 1942:
williams' hall of fame baseball career was twice interupted by war, missing all or part of five seasons and he is still one of the top five hitters in history. that friendo is a triple threat.
i can't help but think that they do things a little different in today's spring training facilities. seeing him hang there like a slab of meat is reminiscent of this other photo of ted:
while most people are at least aware that williams was a hall of fame baseball player - arguably one of the top five hitters in the game - what a lot of people don't know is that he was a hall of fame angler as well. even if you knew he was a prodigious fisherman, you might not have known he was a hall-of-famer because who the hell knew there was a fishing hall of fame. that right there is a lot of fish.