Its been a long time since I've posted so here is the quick recap of the worst two weeks of my life.
Last Week:
Monday- I get rear ended on my way to work (and not in a sexy way). Some awful looking atrocity named Alicia the Hut slammed into me at about 3o MPH. Her car was totaled, I drive a tank. Thank goodness Kyle wasn't in the car.
I have to take off work and spend most of the morning/afternoon in the Emergency Room. They tell me I have back spasms, give me some muscle relaxers and send me on my way. I proceed to have interesting conversations with family, friends and doctors regarding my level of stiffness and giggle like the immature boy I am.
Tuesday- Try to go to work but after 2 and a half hours I head home because I can't sit in a chair anymore.
Wed- Work stinks
Thursday- Take the kid down to CHOP for a kidney evaluation which includes putting him to sleep, inserting an IV and giving him a catheter. I cried and I never want to see my child sedated again. It was the worst. On the plus side I got charged $13 for a stupid half a sandwich and cup of soup at Au Bon Pain so at least I have that going for me.
Friday- Check engine light comes on in the car.
This week
Monday- Car barely makes it home from work because it accelerates even when my foot is on the brake. Oh and Kyle is up screaming throughout the night. Awesome!
Tuesday- Kristen takes off work because Kyle has a Killer cold (Lemonade).
Wed- I start hacking at work and realize my baby's mutant cold has infected me.
The car is no longer functional and I have it towed to a garage which is perfect because we have tons of extra money to pay for this.
That night I wake up at 1:45 and can't get back to sleep until about 4.
Thursday- I can't breath and the medicine leaves me feeling dopey. Take Kyle to CHOP for more kidney stuff. Another catheter but no sedation. Better than last time.
Friday- Today I feel even worse than yesterday but can't take off because I missed so much time these last few weeks between the accident and Kyle's appointments. I took the dog to the groomer and got ridiculed because he had poo stuck to his but and mats in his hair. Great!
Oh well we have meaningful baseball on Sunday! I plan on getting Kyle a lil' jersey, making Schmitters, making hot dogs, drinking Schmidts and eating Crab Fries all day on Sunday. If I remember I may even take some pictures. Its my baby's first Opening Day and (even though he won't remember it) it is one of the things I was looking forward to most when I found out Kristen was pregnant.
I'm also working on getting Kristen to let us take the baby to the exhibition game on Saturday which would be HUGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'll try to pick up my top ten shows list either later today or next week.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
And the hope that I never see your face again Is anything but questionable.
It has been quite awhile since I’ve done some posting in this here Blog Cabin so I’ll try to get as much as possible in.
I guess I’ll start by catching up on the last few weeks. Here are the highlights.
-My birthday was awesome. I got a Blu-Ray player, the Phillies DVD box set and a smoker. I got to eat Nathans Hot Dogs and kraut for dinner and watch Shaun of the Dead at night. What could be better?
-Kyle had a pretty bad doctor report so now we have to go to CHOP in Philly two times over the next two weeks. They are doing all of these invasive tests which makes me tear up just thinking about.
-Went to Monster Mania with Lubber Lang and had a blast.
-Noah restricted my viewing of his blog. Total bummer.
-I’ve been watching way too much MLB TV and actually loving the World Baseball Classic
I guess that’s all the big stuff so we can move forward……..
Well yesterday was St Patricks Day and it made me feel older than I have in some time. We had a great night. I made the best corned beef and cabbage I’ve ever eaten and we spent the night on the couch watching TV.
That was it.
I guess I’ve come to expect so much from my feast day but now that I’m getting older it doesn’t seem as important. Here’s an example. This is my St Pats from 4 years ago.
Woke up at 6:45. Picked Frank up. Dropped Kristen off at school. Got to Jakes for pitchers of green beer by 7. Kristen met up with us at 10:30. Ate corned beef and cabbage at Jakes. Headed home at 4. Drank a case of Guinness. Watched Good Will Hunting. Went to Rex’s at 8. Ate mushrooms at midnight. Got home at 2:30. Sat on the porch and drank Killians until the sun came up.
I guess I think about times like that and realize how old I really am. Not that I have a problem with my life now. In fact I couldn’t envision a better situation. I am happily married. I have the greatest kid in the world. I own my house. I watch TV on a really nice TV. I even have a little fluffy dog. It really couldn’t be any better.
I guess I just realize staying up all night and doing hard drugs isn’t an option anymore. Not that I would choose that option but it was always nice knowing it was there.
I guess I’ll start by catching up on the last few weeks. Here are the highlights.
-My birthday was awesome. I got a Blu-Ray player, the Phillies DVD box set and a smoker. I got to eat Nathans Hot Dogs and kraut for dinner and watch Shaun of the Dead at night. What could be better?
-Kyle had a pretty bad doctor report so now we have to go to CHOP in Philly two times over the next two weeks. They are doing all of these invasive tests which makes me tear up just thinking about.
-Went to Monster Mania with Lubber Lang and had a blast.
-Noah restricted my viewing of his blog. Total bummer.
-I’ve been watching way too much MLB TV and actually loving the World Baseball Classic
I guess that’s all the big stuff so we can move forward……..
Well yesterday was St Patricks Day and it made me feel older than I have in some time. We had a great night. I made the best corned beef and cabbage I’ve ever eaten and we spent the night on the couch watching TV.
That was it.
I guess I’ve come to expect so much from my feast day but now that I’m getting older it doesn’t seem as important. Here’s an example. This is my St Pats from 4 years ago.
Woke up at 6:45. Picked Frank up. Dropped Kristen off at school. Got to Jakes for pitchers of green beer by 7. Kristen met up with us at 10:30. Ate corned beef and cabbage at Jakes. Headed home at 4. Drank a case of Guinness. Watched Good Will Hunting. Went to Rex’s at 8. Ate mushrooms at midnight. Got home at 2:30. Sat on the porch and drank Killians until the sun came up.
I guess I think about times like that and realize how old I really am. Not that I have a problem with my life now. In fact I couldn’t envision a better situation. I am happily married. I have the greatest kid in the world. I own my house. I watch TV on a really nice TV. I even have a little fluffy dog. It really couldn’t be any better.
I guess I just realize staying up all night and doing hard drugs isn’t an option anymore. Not that I would choose that option but it was always nice knowing it was there.
Monday, February 23, 2009
I will miss your heart so tender; And I will love This love forever
I’m feeling pretty sick today. I feel like I’ve been puking for hours and my stomach is just worn out and tired. It isn’t because of drinking and I haven’t been eating especially weird. It just kind of has me feeling uncomfortable. I hope it’s nothing because I need to eat me some BBQ tomorrow!
The weekend was pretty awesome. There was a “Daddy-Baby Day” yesterday which involved playing, eating burritos, going to Circuit City, watching King Kong and taking some naps. It was everything I had hoped it would be.
Saturday night saw me drinking just a bit too much at the in-laws and then engaging in some Seinfeld Scene It. I was afraid I would make a fool of myself but thankfully Mark took it upon himself to divert all attention away from me and my intoxication. While attempting to reach over the game board he let out a muffled grunt and some liquid shot out of his mouth. It was too amber to be puke but too chunky to just be beer. It was fantastic. It went all over the coffee table, the game board and the game pieces. To make it extra special was that everyone’s attention was focused solely on the board when it happened. Everyone saw. ( I even think my kid gave him the finger out of disgust) So that alone would have made my weekend but it gets just a tad bit better. Most people would quickly try to clean up their mess but Mark chose a less tactical route. He leaned back down looked around and pretended that nothing ever happened. It was glorious.
Well played Mark, well played indeed.
On to other news……
I plan on adding a new feature to Why is Queen Still Plating? or I In Meat Pie (whichever title you prefer) and that feature is The Backseat Baby Experiment. This is where I discuss what type of music Kyle really digs on while riding in my backseat. So without further adieu I present the initial installment of The Backseat Baby Experiment
Today we listened to ‘You Are Free’ by Cat Power. I wanted something slow in my weakened state so I went for one of the most heartbreaking records I’ve ever heard. Kyle kept really quiet and eventually fell asleep. I noticed that he was looking out the window a lot (especially after playing Good Woman on repeat 4 times) I think he liked it but next time I play some Cat Power for him it may be around nap time and not in the car.
I would rate it as successful
The weekend was pretty awesome. There was a “Daddy-Baby Day” yesterday which involved playing, eating burritos, going to Circuit City, watching King Kong and taking some naps. It was everything I had hoped it would be.
Saturday night saw me drinking just a bit too much at the in-laws and then engaging in some Seinfeld Scene It. I was afraid I would make a fool of myself but thankfully Mark took it upon himself to divert all attention away from me and my intoxication. While attempting to reach over the game board he let out a muffled grunt and some liquid shot out of his mouth. It was too amber to be puke but too chunky to just be beer. It was fantastic. It went all over the coffee table, the game board and the game pieces. To make it extra special was that everyone’s attention was focused solely on the board when it happened. Everyone saw. ( I even think my kid gave him the finger out of disgust) So that alone would have made my weekend but it gets just a tad bit better. Most people would quickly try to clean up their mess but Mark chose a less tactical route. He leaned back down looked around and pretended that nothing ever happened. It was glorious.
Well played Mark, well played indeed.
On to other news……
I plan on adding a new feature to Why is Queen Still Plating? or I In Meat Pie (whichever title you prefer) and that feature is The Backseat Baby Experiment. This is where I discuss what type of music Kyle really digs on while riding in my backseat. So without further adieu I present the initial installment of The Backseat Baby Experiment
Today we listened to ‘You Are Free’ by Cat Power. I wanted something slow in my weakened state so I went for one of the most heartbreaking records I’ve ever heard. Kyle kept really quiet and eventually fell asleep. I noticed that he was looking out the window a lot (especially after playing Good Woman on repeat 4 times) I think he liked it but next time I play some Cat Power for him it may be around nap time and not in the car.
I would rate it as successful
Friday, February 20, 2009
Say inertia creeps........Inertia creeps and she comes
I was in Edinburgh once and I have to say it is my favorite city in the world. The city is dripping with gothic history in a way I’ve never experienced before. There were amazing Cathedrals and seedy bars. It really was everything I could ever want in a city. I was there in high school with a group of people including my first real girlfriend who had just broken up with me. I was destroyed. This city lent itself perfectly to my dismal mood and I would spend nights in a local bar sipping beers and smoking unbelievably strong cigarettes. I distanced myself from the group and found myself dining alone more often than not. One morning I got out early and found a small restaurant serving blood pudding. One of the best meals I’ve ever had. I spent the rest of the day exploring old monuments and crumbling castles. I stopped in a pub and ordered haggis and a Rum and Coke. The bartender asked if I wanted light or dark rum. (that alone should make this the best city in the world) It was such a melancholy place and it suited me perfectly. I hope I get back there one day.
So why am I thinking about Edinburgh this morning?
Well I was listening to the new Frightened Rabbit record and realized that a record this good and depressing could only come from Scotland. Than I thought about Mogwai and The Twilight Sad and realized that these bands can bring me back to Edinburgh with great ease.
It made me smile.
Anyway, enough with the hooplah. On with the Friday theme. I believe we are on my seventh greatest show of all time………
7. Massive Attack (Electric Factory) 9/11/1998
I had just got to school and I had absolutely no friends so I spent a lot of time taking trains to the city to check out shows. I saw Less Than Jake, Jurassic 5, Pearl Jam, Mustard Plug, Digger and MU330 during this crazy time. I flew solo to pretty much all of these shows but it is Masssive Attack that sticks out. I fell in love with Mezzanine during the summer of ’97 and was dying to see them live. I took the train down from West Chester and got to the Electric Factory roughly 4 hours before the show started. I wondered around the city ingesting questionable things and eating even more questionable things. Finally 7 o’clock arrived and I got in. ( I should note that I hate the Elecric Factory. It is the worst venue in the city and should be avoided at all costs) The place looked amazing . There where curtains draped everywhere and the back half was roped off. I would say that only about 100 people showed up but that didn’t stop the rock. I was blown away with the opener (Angel) and it just picked up momentum from there. I remember feeling like I was on hard drugs (or at least harder ones than I currently was on). It was the first and only show that made me feel that good.
After the show I crashed at my friends apartment in South Philly and they all made fun of me for being so moved by a trip-hop show. Fun for all!
So why am I thinking about Edinburgh this morning?
Well I was listening to the new Frightened Rabbit record and realized that a record this good and depressing could only come from Scotland. Than I thought about Mogwai and The Twilight Sad and realized that these bands can bring me back to Edinburgh with great ease.
It made me smile.
Anyway, enough with the hooplah. On with the Friday theme. I believe we are on my seventh greatest show of all time………
7. Massive Attack (Electric Factory) 9/11/1998
I had just got to school and I had absolutely no friends so I spent a lot of time taking trains to the city to check out shows. I saw Less Than Jake, Jurassic 5, Pearl Jam, Mustard Plug, Digger and MU330 during this crazy time. I flew solo to pretty much all of these shows but it is Masssive Attack that sticks out. I fell in love with Mezzanine during the summer of ’97 and was dying to see them live. I took the train down from West Chester and got to the Electric Factory roughly 4 hours before the show started. I wondered around the city ingesting questionable things and eating even more questionable things. Finally 7 o’clock arrived and I got in. ( I should note that I hate the Elecric Factory. It is the worst venue in the city and should be avoided at all costs) The place looked amazing . There where curtains draped everywhere and the back half was roped off. I would say that only about 100 people showed up but that didn’t stop the rock. I was blown away with the opener (Angel) and it just picked up momentum from there. I remember feeling like I was on hard drugs (or at least harder ones than I currently was on). It was the first and only show that made me feel that good.
After the show I crashed at my friends apartment in South Philly and they all made fun of me for being so moved by a trip-hop show. Fun for all!
Thursday, February 19, 2009
I’ve been good, I’ve been busy I’ve realized my friend’s true intentions Cut all ties
Yesterday was about as awesome a Wednesday as anyone can have. I guess the main reason for that was the kid. He was totally gnarly. It all started with him waking up really early (6:15 I think) but not crying. Instead he made these really amazing cooing sounds. I peeked in on him around 6:45 and he had his legs straight up and was forcing both hands into his mouth. Absolutely adorable! As my morning routine dictates I packed the car up and then went in his room to get him around 7. He was all smiles and giggles and even gave me a little laugh when I got my morning baby hug. After changing him he started sticking his tongue out while grinning,
All of that is beyond cute but once we got in the car he really brought his A material.
I usually listen to some sort of Sports Radio in the morning because I always figured that it would be more relaxing for the kid. Last week I started putting music on and Kyle was a little indifferent towards it. So far I’ve tried Johnny Cash ‘Live at Folsom Prison’ (loved it), Miles Davis ‘Kind of Blue’ (loved it), The Lawrence Arms ‘Oh Calcutta’ (seemed a little scared) and Bruce Springsteen “Nebraska’ (no reaction at all). Well yesterday I put on ‘Emergency and I’ by The Dismemberment Plan and the kid went nuts. He started cooing along with ‘What Do You Want Me to Say?’ like he was singing along. I looked in the back seat and he was just smiling and singing. Then he got real quiet during ‘The Jitters’ like he understood that it was a slower sad song and then by the time ‘You Are Invited’ hit he was looking out the window and laughing. It was one of the most amazing experiences I’ve had with him. I’m thinking that he’ll respond really well to harmonies so next week I’ll try ‘Pacific Ocean Blue’ and ‘Abbey Road’. I’m excited.
I guess he is at the age where something new happens everyday so I’ll try my dardest to document it here.
All of that is beyond cute but once we got in the car he really brought his A material.
I usually listen to some sort of Sports Radio in the morning because I always figured that it would be more relaxing for the kid. Last week I started putting music on and Kyle was a little indifferent towards it. So far I’ve tried Johnny Cash ‘Live at Folsom Prison’ (loved it), Miles Davis ‘Kind of Blue’ (loved it), The Lawrence Arms ‘Oh Calcutta’ (seemed a little scared) and Bruce Springsteen “Nebraska’ (no reaction at all). Well yesterday I put on ‘Emergency and I’ by The Dismemberment Plan and the kid went nuts. He started cooing along with ‘What Do You Want Me to Say?’ like he was singing along. I looked in the back seat and he was just smiling and singing. Then he got real quiet during ‘The Jitters’ like he understood that it was a slower sad song and then by the time ‘You Are Invited’ hit he was looking out the window and laughing. It was one of the most amazing experiences I’ve had with him. I’m thinking that he’ll respond really well to harmonies so next week I’ll try ‘Pacific Ocean Blue’ and ‘Abbey Road’. I’m excited.
I guess he is at the age where something new happens everyday so I’ll try my dardest to document it here.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
To avoid being bored to death Please avoid this post
Big three day weekend! I haven’t got much to say (except my spelling and grammar stink) so I’ll give the quick recap in Bullet Point Fashion!!!!!!
Friday
-Work
-Dinner at Rino’s with 3 25 oz Yuenglings and a Greek salad with anchovies
-Kyle wasn’t as excited as me about Rino’s and spent the whole time with a frown on his face which veered into whine territory a few times.
-More Yuenglings at home with ‘The Soup’
-Passed out about a half hour into Friday the 13th. (apparently that movie did big business this weekend but I doubt I’ll ever see it. I’m in no way anti-remake but I don’t see any need for it and it will most likely just be a waste of my time……unlike Jason X)
Saturday
-I ruined Valentine’s Day
-We went to my parents house in Jersey
-My grandmother farted really loud.
-I ate an anchovy pizza. Second anchovy encounter in two days!
-We got home really late
Sunday
-Lottery tickets
-Ribs
-Heineken
-Baileys
-Bed
Monday
-We took the kid out to Lancaster to pick him up some stylin outfits which must include safari animals.
-We went to the Olive Garden for unlimited salad and soup only to have our plan foiled by a jealous little dude. I should note here that I will never be one of those parents who allow their kid to cry in a restaurant. I’d rather kiss my farting grandma than let that happen (I’ve actually kissed my grandma before but that’s a story for a different day). I can’t stand the way people look at the parents of a wailing child. But I guess its unavoidable since we got some heated stares from some morally just individuals when we decided to stick out the 15 minute wait in the Olive Garden bar. How dare we bring a baby into the bar? I know. I know. We are awful people.
-Cashed in the winning lottery ticket and promptly refreshed our supply of Yuengling.
-Smoked a bunch of chicken and watched Gran Tourino.
That’s it. That was our wild weekend.
Gran Tourino- C
Man I had lofty expectations for this. Clint. Racism. Violence. If that isn’t a recipe for fun than I don’t know what is. Clint overplayed the angry old dude role and the story was way too simplistic to be effective. There were some boring subplots that built up to an overly predictable finale. The only reason this didn’t get a D was because of the gems that good ol’ Clint would throw out there from time-to-time and all of the love shown towards Pabst.
Friday
-Work
-Dinner at Rino’s with 3 25 oz Yuenglings and a Greek salad with anchovies
-Kyle wasn’t as excited as me about Rino’s and spent the whole time with a frown on his face which veered into whine territory a few times.
-More Yuenglings at home with ‘The Soup’
-Passed out about a half hour into Friday the 13th. (apparently that movie did big business this weekend but I doubt I’ll ever see it. I’m in no way anti-remake but I don’t see any need for it and it will most likely just be a waste of my time……unlike Jason X)
Saturday
-I ruined Valentine’s Day
-We went to my parents house in Jersey
-My grandmother farted really loud.
-I ate an anchovy pizza. Second anchovy encounter in two days!
-We got home really late
Sunday
-Lottery tickets
-Ribs
-Heineken
-Baileys
-Bed
Monday
-We took the kid out to Lancaster to pick him up some stylin outfits which must include safari animals.
-We went to the Olive Garden for unlimited salad and soup only to have our plan foiled by a jealous little dude. I should note here that I will never be one of those parents who allow their kid to cry in a restaurant. I’d rather kiss my farting grandma than let that happen (I’ve actually kissed my grandma before but that’s a story for a different day). I can’t stand the way people look at the parents of a wailing child. But I guess its unavoidable since we got some heated stares from some morally just individuals when we decided to stick out the 15 minute wait in the Olive Garden bar. How dare we bring a baby into the bar? I know. I know. We are awful people.
-Cashed in the winning lottery ticket and promptly refreshed our supply of Yuengling.
-Smoked a bunch of chicken and watched Gran Tourino.
That’s it. That was our wild weekend.
Gran Tourino- C
Man I had lofty expectations for this. Clint. Racism. Violence. If that isn’t a recipe for fun than I don’t know what is. Clint overplayed the angry old dude role and the story was way too simplistic to be effective. There were some boring subplots that built up to an overly predictable finale. The only reason this didn’t get a D was because of the gems that good ol’ Clint would throw out there from time-to-time and all of the love shown towards Pabst.
Friday, February 13, 2009
"American Pie" Most Pretentious Song Ever or The Reason Catch 22 is the Worst Band Ever?
I hope you involved in a fiery wreck while taking your pregnant wife out to dinner. I hope flames engulf your stupid truck and that awful novelty bumper sticker turns into a molten plastic liquid that finds its way into your eyes rendering you blind. This way while your wife is screaming from the heat that is now causing her skin to bubble you won’t be able to see her but you try to make your way toward the screams but your misjudge your footing and step on her neck causing that piece of broken glass to dig that much deeper into her esophagus making her last moments of life that much worse. That is what you deserve for have the audacity to purchase a bumper sticker that says, “I drive like this to piss you off”
Spring Training starts tomorrow! I need baseball in a really bad way. I get butterflies in my stomach just thinking about watching my boys taking the field. As an added bonus I got my Opening Night tickets yesterday and will find myself firmly planted in Sec 105 on the evening of April 5th. In honor of the beginning of spring I’m going to give my ultra bold predictions for the 2009 season.
AL West
Angels 82-80
A’s 81-81
Mariners 78-84
Rangers 70-92
AL Central
Tigers 83-79
White Sox 79-83
Twins 78-84
Indians 74-88
Royals 68-94
AL East
Yankees 102-60
Rays 96-66
Red Sox 92-70
Blue Jays 80-82
Orioles 74-88
NL West
Giants 84-78
Diamondbacks 81-81
Dodgers 80-82
Rockies 74-88
Padres 73-89
NL Central
Cubs 99-63
Cardinals 88-74
Reds 86-76
Brewers 86-76
Astros 84-78
Pirates 64-98
NL East
Phillies 94-68
Nationals 90-72
Mets 89-73
Braves 85-77
Marlins 85-77
ALDS
Yankees over Angels 3-0
Rays over Tigers 3-2
ALCS
Rays over Yankees 4-2
NLDS
Nationals over Cubs 3-2
Phillies over Giants 3-2
NLCS
Phillies over Nationals 4-0
World Series Rematch (lowest watched in history)
Phillies over Rays 4-1
Hows that for some bold predictions!
Well back on track with my Friday theme……..
Mogwai (Starlight Ballroom) 5-11-2006
I believe this was my third time seeing Mogwai but the first in Philadelphia. It was really a miniature bachelor party of sorts because I got married nine days later. I had purchased three tickets with the assumption that my brother and Kristen would like to come along but neither seemed interested so I took my good buddy Frank. We hung out at his house before the show and watched the Phils dispatch the Giants 4-1 (for some reason I distinctly remember Utley homering, doubling and getting hit by a pitch) while enjoying a couple of beverages. We mixed up some Gin and Cherry Coke and headed down to the city.
Once down there parking was brutal and we drove around for almost an hour while enjoying our drink. Finally I got waved down by a homeless gentleman who encouraged me to park on the sidewalk. I asked him if it was OK to park there and he said it was his living room so it would be fine.
We gave the third ticket away and got in right as Mogwai started. Frank kept sneaking drinks from the bar area to the main floor so we got to enjoy some beers while watching Mogwai absolutely destroy the room. Apparently the air conditioning wasn’t working at it felt like a dutch oven in there (smelled like one too). I rocked harder than I’ve ever rocked before. Here was the set list:
· yes! i am a long way from home
· friend of the night
· travel is dangerous
· killing all the flies
· helicon 2
· acid food
· i know you are but what am i?
· ithica 27o9
· ratts of the capital
· glasgow megasnake
· hunted by a freak
· mogwai fear satan
encore:
· helicon 1
· we're no here
As a result of my stellar park job my car was basically ruined. The brake light was permanently on, the key would not come out of the ignition, I had a flat tire and I could not get it into park. It took me almost 3 years and $1350 to get it back to running condition but man was it worth it.
Spring Training starts tomorrow! I need baseball in a really bad way. I get butterflies in my stomach just thinking about watching my boys taking the field. As an added bonus I got my Opening Night tickets yesterday and will find myself firmly planted in Sec 105 on the evening of April 5th. In honor of the beginning of spring I’m going to give my ultra bold predictions for the 2009 season.
AL West
Angels 82-80
A’s 81-81
Mariners 78-84
Rangers 70-92
AL Central
Tigers 83-79
White Sox 79-83
Twins 78-84
Indians 74-88
Royals 68-94
AL East
Yankees 102-60
Rays 96-66
Red Sox 92-70
Blue Jays 80-82
Orioles 74-88
NL West
Giants 84-78
Diamondbacks 81-81
Dodgers 80-82
Rockies 74-88
Padres 73-89
NL Central
Cubs 99-63
Cardinals 88-74
Reds 86-76
Brewers 86-76
Astros 84-78
Pirates 64-98
NL East
Phillies 94-68
Nationals 90-72
Mets 89-73
Braves 85-77
Marlins 85-77
ALDS
Yankees over Angels 3-0
Rays over Tigers 3-2
ALCS
Rays over Yankees 4-2
NLDS
Nationals over Cubs 3-2
Phillies over Giants 3-2
NLCS
Phillies over Nationals 4-0
World Series Rematch (lowest watched in history)
Phillies over Rays 4-1
Hows that for some bold predictions!
Well back on track with my Friday theme……..
Mogwai (Starlight Ballroom) 5-11-2006
I believe this was my third time seeing Mogwai but the first in Philadelphia. It was really a miniature bachelor party of sorts because I got married nine days later. I had purchased three tickets with the assumption that my brother and Kristen would like to come along but neither seemed interested so I took my good buddy Frank. We hung out at his house before the show and watched the Phils dispatch the Giants 4-1 (for some reason I distinctly remember Utley homering, doubling and getting hit by a pitch) while enjoying a couple of beverages. We mixed up some Gin and Cherry Coke and headed down to the city.
Once down there parking was brutal and we drove around for almost an hour while enjoying our drink. Finally I got waved down by a homeless gentleman who encouraged me to park on the sidewalk. I asked him if it was OK to park there and he said it was his living room so it would be fine.
We gave the third ticket away and got in right as Mogwai started. Frank kept sneaking drinks from the bar area to the main floor so we got to enjoy some beers while watching Mogwai absolutely destroy the room. Apparently the air conditioning wasn’t working at it felt like a dutch oven in there (smelled like one too). I rocked harder than I’ve ever rocked before. Here was the set list:
· yes! i am a long way from home
· friend of the night
· travel is dangerous
· killing all the flies
· helicon 2
· acid food
· i know you are but what am i?
· ithica 27o9
· ratts of the capital
· glasgow megasnake
· hunted by a freak
· mogwai fear satan
encore:
· helicon 1
· we're no here
As a result of my stellar park job my car was basically ruined. The brake light was permanently on, the key would not come out of the ignition, I had a flat tire and I could not get it into park. It took me almost 3 years and $1350 to get it back to running condition but man was it worth it.
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