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Tuesday, March 25, 2008
The Start of Another Season. 


A moment., originally uploaded by Kluv32.

While every day can be cause for a celebration, it is only the rarest of days that can be cause for two celebrations. Today is such a day.

On one hand, we have the return of America's Pastime, and America's Team: our beloved World Champion Boston Red Sox. The alarm went off at 5:15am. Enough time for a shower, a shave, and a yogurt before ESPN2 clicked over to high-definition images of Japan. The shots of the crowd were pretty impressive, and the shots by Moss and Manny were very impressive.

And, though I missed it on my trip into work, that snag by Jacoby was -- to quote D. Vader -- most impressive.

But the return of the Sox and their thrilling victory wasn't the only cause to cheer -- oh no -- for today is also the day a wee Irish lad burst onto the scene in Westborough, some thirty-one-odd years ago. Yes, our boy Mack, Matty, Knuckles -- Sox Fan, statesman -- is now the same age as Kevin Garnett. (And people say he's heading into the end of his career -- Knuckles is just starting!!!)

While others might use this day to celebrate the lives of Sarah Jessica Parker, Elton John, Aretha Franklin or Gloria Steinem (all born on this day) -- I choose to celebrate the only person I know who can drink Southern Comfort and enjoy it (aside from my Grandmother).

La Breithe Mhaith Agat!

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Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Marquee Moons. 


Onion Volcano!!!, originally uploaded by Kluv32.


Cold night out tonight. Quite cold.

I trust everyone out there had a pleasant time kissing the Blarney (along with a pint or two) last night. I know I tried to take particular notice of any and all cultural rituals that I could spy -- the wife and I are going to Dublin in a few months, so I figured I should get some tips -- Unfortunately, the denizens of the West Village and Hoboken only seemed to don tacky green shirts (nothing says "irish" like a green Coors Lite tee), put shamrock stickers on their faces, and drink Budweiser.

Hai-tee-tai-tee-tai...

Not many other moments of import over the last few weeks. Since my wacky birthday at the beginning of the month, I've just been adjusting to this new "in my 30's" mindset. That, and playing a crapload of video games.

Tonight, however, is one of the more exciting moments in recent television history -- I'm not talking about the latest episode of LOST, the impending finale of The Biggest Loser, or the oh-so-close return of Battlestar Galactica to our airways. No, I'm talking about the national premiere of one of our very own -- the Film Fop we all know and love, Frants. That's right, like others of our fold before him, you should turn into the Late Show with David Letterman tonight and see just what Brantley ends up doing. I'm sure it'll be a surprise to all!

Now, if you excuse me, I have to finish my MLB08 game, watch last week's LOST, and see who got eliminated on the Biggest Loser.


Thursday, March 06, 2008
Too Pooped to Party. 


Night time is the right time., originally uploaded by Kluv32.

A quick thanks to everyone who made it out to dinner last night, and to all the well wishes I got from pals across the country (Facebook, who knew you'd be so handy?!). Pictures from Tuesday Evenin' will be posted soon -- but for now, I must retire.

I have to speak at Field Studies, 9am. Our maestro, Dr. Hrkach awaits!



Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Age is but an Age 



And what an age indeed.


As our glorious leader's day of birth comes 'round once again, let's take a moment to look back at this website for the past 9 years, and think where we would be without it. After he's given us so much, is it so much to ask to give him a few PS3 games, a couple of cases of beer and a puppy?

I say no. So let's get on that, people.

Happy Birthday K.