whatchu talkin' 'bout, bucky?

and why are you up so late?

Bucky wrote:"Can't Hardly Wait" is trying desperately to be "Some Kind of Wonderful" and failing miserably.

I like them both.

td11 wrote:

meatball wrote:I would let Carrie Underwood have sex with me.

if she lost some weight or something. i mean, i guess. if i HAD to.

With the sig quote, this is really chilling.

VoxOrion wrote:Some blogger leaked studio quality tracks, you can hear them on YouTube.

The ones I have heard are awful

I should start a service predicting predictable opinions for money.

I really like the new GNR songs. I think I've heard 3.

They are definitely better than I expected.

I am getting ready to go to the Spikes game and I guarantee that I will catch a foul ball this time.

Must be fun to be so powerful that you can make threads disappear.

jerseyhoya wrote:Must be fun to be so powerful that you can make threads disappear.

I didn't catch a foul ball, and the Spikes got murdered. Local guy Matt Wright from McClure gave up four runs for the Auburn Doubledays.

During a lightning delay got to clown around with some of them since we were sitting right on top of their dugout. Don't know if any of them were good prospects or not.

It's a great place to watch a game though always.

VoxOrion wrote:I should start a service predicting predictable opinions for money.

That is very Dogbert of you, Vox.

back at home. things are nice.

Wierd night.

Was in the same car with girl I liked for a lil bit and I am pretty sure her friend came on to me in the most straightforward way possible and I was oblivious.

I also almost got smooshed.

Wierd fucking night.

I may be going to the beach with her tomorrow. lljkpgjogoqgjiooegopjg.

So Billy Mac and I go to the game last night and there was this loud obnoxious dude sitting behind us that had something to say about everything about when he was a baseball coach- blah blah blah. I'll hand it to him as he was right in certain instances- for example when Saunders walked Myers and then Bad Jimmy swings at the first pitch and popped it up or whatever. Ok fine, bitch and moan- pretty much everybody was. When Myers gave up the HR to Aybar everybody was pretty pissed and upset after we rallied in the bottom of the 7th but this dude went absolutely ballistic. Cursing left and right, calling Myers a wifebeater and a bully, etc... So I calmly turned around and said, "Hey bud, why don't you calm down a bit." I wasn't aggressive in the least, I just asked him to tone it down a little. He replied, "Why don't you mind your own business?" So I just calmly replied, "Listen, we're surrounded by kids, they don't need to hear that stuff." The weird part is I'm the farthest thing from being the "WE MUST PROTECT THE CHILDREN!!!!11" guy but at that point I guess I just came to the conclusion that any other response and it was probably going to be on (I didn't notice who the guy was or what he looked like- he could have been 6'10" 350 lbs until I turned around and he turned out to be an older guy maybe in his mid-late fifties). In fact I know that it would have been on if I was 10 years younger as soon as he said "business" whether beating up and older dude looked good on my resume or not. Regardless, I don't know if he realized he was being a dick or that he just bit off way more than he could chew but after a few seconds he simply said, "You're right" and then maybe 30 seconds later he patted me on the back and said, "When you are right you are right" and gave maybe a sort of a half-assed apology and that was the end of that. I guess Bill could tell I was still a little agitated so he said that we should probably go smoke a cig, which we did.

The weird thing was during the drive home after Bill and I went our separate ways- I didn't drink or smoke at all. My back was pretty sore before we even went so I did take a few pain meds but they would have run their course by the end of the game. I also took a few things to calm me down during the above mentioned smoke break but that is nothing unusual. The only thing I can think of is as we were about to leave I bought a water and a soft pretzel and by the time I crossed the Walt it felt like I had drank a 30 pack and those last 6 or 7 miles were a struggle to drive home. I just got in the right lane and drove as slowly as possible. When I finally got home I sat down on the ottoman to take my sneakers off which took about an hour (I'm not exaggerating). Then I passed out and woke up around 6:00 am, threw up, brushed my teeth, and went to bed. I woke up with a terrible hangover and my right shoulder felt like it popped out of place a little so it's been killing me all day. Who knows maybe Bill slipped me a mickey...

But anyway my ESP continued as I told him that Werth was going yard at some point in the game but I wasn't feeling it during that particular AB (I believe it was his second) but he came through in his 3rd nonetheless.

Overall it was a real good time, but they should maybe give a quick quiz before being allowed to purchase tickets so that they can group all of the douchebag little league geniuses in a few sections to rant and rave all they want.

were you with the Bill McNeal?

yo billy boy i thought we were tight.

this bus trip to shea is going to be legendary

meatball wrote:this bus trip to shea is going to be legendary

that's what i'm saying, right? i'm honored to just be a part of it.

We had good seats- Diamond Club 13th row and a little to the right of home plate that my old man gave me (his company gives him about 10 sets of tix per season) so if you were watching the game it would have been hysterical watching some older dude get thrown 13 rows to the backstop. I know I would have LOL'd.

Yes it was in fact- the mysterious and elusive Bill McNeal.

Mpmcgraw I like your thinking. You now have a solid plan B. Since you are going to the beach the next logical step is to find out the cheapest deposit you can put down at a hotel and then buy a gift card in that amount. Worst case scenario is you lose the deposit. Best case scenario is that you need a crowbar to pry her knees out of her ears. I'll take those odds every time if she was into you. Now it's your turn to return the favor.

Phight On! wrote:So Billy Mac and I go to the game last night and there was this loud obnoxious dude sitting behind us that had something to say about everything about when he was a baseball coach- blah blah blah. I'll hand it to him as he was right in certain instances- for example when Saunders walked Myers and then Bad Jimmy swings at the first pitch and popped it up or whatever. Ok fine, bitch and moan- pretty much everybody was. When Myers gave up the HR to Aybar everybody was pretty pissed and upset after we rallied in the bottom of the 7th but this dude went absolutely ballistic. Cursing left and right, calling Myers a wifebeater and a bully, etc... So I calmly turned around and said, "Hey bud, why don't you calm down a bit." I wasn't aggressive in the least, I just asked him to tone it down a little. He replied, "Why don't you mind your own business?" So I just calmly replied, "Listen, we're surrounded by kids, they don't need to hear that stuff." The weird part is I'm the farthest thing from being the "WE MUST PROTECT THE CHILDREN!!!!11" guy but at that point I guess I just came to the conclusion that any other response and it was probably going to be on (I didn't notice who the guy was or what he looked like- he could have been 6'10" 350 lbs until I turned around and he turned out to be an older guy maybe in his mid-late fifties). In fact I know that it would have been on if I was 10 years younger as soon as he said "business" whether beating up and older dude looked good on my resume or not. Regardless, I don't know if he realized he was being a dick or that he just bit off way more than he could chew but after a few seconds he simply said, "You're right" and then maybe 30 seconds later he patted me on the back and said, "When you are right you are right" and gave maybe a sort of a half-assed apology and that was the end of that. I guess Bill could tell I was still a little agitated so he said that we should probably go smoke a cig, which we did.

The weird thing was during the drive home after Bill and I went our separate ways- I didn't drink or smoke at all. My back was pretty sore before we even went so I did take a few pain meds but they would have run their course by the end of the game. I also took a few things to calm me down during the above mentioned smoke break but that is nothing unusual. The only thing I can think of is as we were about to leave I bought a water and a soft pretzel and by the time I crossed the Walt it felt like I had drank a 30 pack and those last 6 or 7 miles were a struggle to drive home. I just got in the right lane and drove as slowly as possible. When I finally got home I sat down on the ottoman to take my sneakers off which took about an hour (I'm not exaggerating). Then I passed out and woke up around 6:00 am, threw up, brushed my teeth, and went to bed. I woke up with a terrible hangover and my right shoulder felt like it popped out of place a little so it's been killing me all day. Who knows maybe Bill slipped me a mickey...

But anyway my ESP continued as I told him that Werth was going yard at some point in the game but I wasn't feeling it during that particular AB (I believe it was his second) but he came through in his 3rd nonetheless.

Overall it was a real good time, but they should maybe give a quick quiz before being allowed to purchase tickets so that they can group all of the douchebag little league geniuses in a few sections to rant and rave all they want.

no mickey's were slipped hope you're feeling better though, that sucks.

I really couldn't believe that guy came back at you the way he did, you were really nice when you asked him to tone it down, and he was WAAAAAY outta line pretty much all game, and he just had one of those voices that you get tired of listening to after about 30 seconds. I knew we were in trouble when Santorum was throwing out the first pitch and the guy was ready to run on the field and hit him. I was hoping that he was going to keep his hate reserved for political figures, but no... he had it in for pretty much every Phillie all game, Victorino Sucks, Myers is going to go beat Dubee like he beat his wife, Bruntlett is a $%$!%$#, for some reason, I think it was him, kept calling J.C., Pedro... not sure what that was all about.

When I was walking to my car I kept thinking I saw the girl in the green shirt again, but it was never her