Astros Roll

As the '05 World Series is about to begin. I would just like to congradulate this years participants on their accomplishments thus far. The White Sox staved off a late season lull to win their division, they rolled through the defending champs, Boston, and took down the Angels with some help from the umps. The Astros were able to survive the aforementioned crushing game five loss, and perservered to become the first Texas team ever in the fall classic. Meanwhile the Sox get into the series for the first time since '59, and are trying to end their own 86 year drought between championships. I look forward to a low scoring, well pitched world series and may the best team win.

Pujols Rocks

We'll see if the ending in game five has any bering on tonights contest in St. Louis. But I want to just take a moment and pay the most sincerest congradulations to the Cardinals on the game five win. For those non-baseball fans this was something out of a story book. The Astros were winning by 1 run with 2 outs and 2 strikes on the third batter in the ninth inning. One strike away from going to the world series for the first time. The Houston club has been close other times, well chronicled on sports shows around the country these last few days. They were just one more strike from the fall classic for the first time in the 45 year history of the club. But that last strike was put into play for a base hit, and the next batter walked. This brought up the best hitter in the game today. Albert Pujols then, with a might swing, deposited the 1-2 hanging slider from the most dominate closing pitcher in the game onto the train tracks behind the stunned Astro fans. You could hear his foot steps as he ran the bases, it was that quiet. The wonderful thing is that this most amazing sequence of events transpired over the course of 10 minutes, and it just happened to be the ten minutes I had off from work when some one wasn't complaining of pain, or dropping their pressurs, or falling over. It was a beautiful thing, and I am grateful for having witnessed it. Thank you Albert, thank you Cardinals, thank you baseball for injecting much needed excitement into my otherwise quiet life.

Thoughts

I have decided that the next time there is an employee talent show, I will preform a flawless lip-sync to Michael Jackson's "Man in the Mirror" Thoughts?

I was thinking the other day, while buttoning my shirt, that I can remember being a little kid and actually being excited about buttoning my shirt. Now its not only not exciting, but downright mundane. Why is it that events that were once delightful become a bore. I mean if it was fun once, why does it stop being fun? Thoughts?

This guy in Subway had his cell phone ringer set to the infamous "Barbie Girl" song. Just creepy.

Manly or not

So today at the gym, I'm getting changed in the locker room and they are piping in cheesy music. It happens to be the tune "My Guy," and some guy elsewher in the locker room is softly singing along. How he did not get a beat down I don't know, but I ran.