The CableVision guy is coming on Sept. 27th to install the cable, phone and internet stuff. I checked out the prospective points of entry for the cable, since we have wires running all over the house, and apparently only the one downstairs is connected to anything in the house. There are more wires in the attic, but none of them appear to be connected to anything at all (from when we used to have cable upstairs), so I don't think they're usable. I think there's a cut-off cable running from the attic, through the outside wall, and hanging on the side of the house, so if the cable guy can put new ends on it, that saves the trouble of running an entirely new cable upstairs for the cable modem and router. Then I can drop the ethernet cables down from the attic to each computer. Boy, I will never mock the cable guy again.
So the upcoming shopping list will include the HDTV, a network card for the second computer, and a router to run both computers off the same connection.
Oh, and I have an extra ticket to the Yankees/Mariners game on Wednesday the 5th - should be hot AL wild card action - if anyone wants to go.
later on 8/30/07
Sweep! And how sweet it is!
Today's game - also a terrific pitching duel. Yesterday Roger Clemens took a no-hitter into the sixth, and today Chien-Ming Wang threw a no-hitter into the seventh inning. He really was outstanding.
Much less traffic today, but there was construction at the Bridge, so we sat and waited there for a while. Got to the Stadium early enough that we didn't have to park on the roof of the parking deck, and had time to buy Mom's Mike Mussina jersey (surprisingly, not on sale). We brought lunch from home today and ate it while they were painting the lines on the field (which is one of my favorite things to watch).
We had a few Boston fans around us in right field today, I told them if they were going to cry, to try not to get tears on me. Among the t-shirts being sold outside the Stadium, there was one that said, "There's no crying in baseball, unless you're a Boston fan." Most of the other shirts were too vulgar to share here.
And you know it isn't a Yankees/Red Sox series without drama, so today there was drama. There was a "controversial" call (at least to Boston fans) when Kevin Youkilis ran way outside the basepath trying to avoid the tag from A-Rod. Once the umpires consulted and threw him out, then Terry Francona came out and argued, so he got ejected. And then in the ninth, Joba Chamberlain (who is just terrific) threw two pitches right over Youkilis' head, and HE got ejected - even tho he hadn't been warned and the pitches weren't intentional. Anyway, I can't wait to go to Boston now!
I'm not thrilled with the "Joba Rules" - you know, don't start him in the middle of an inning, don't let him pitch more than two innings, give him a day off for each inning he pitches, don't get him wet, don't feed him after midnight. I mean, if he's going to be a starter, let him actually pitch more than an inning or two. Then again, they didn't have any "Phil Hughes Rules" and he went and pulled a hamstring in his second start.
Too tired to do four games in a row, so I gave Missy the tix to tomorrow's Devil Rays game.
Extra paycheck this month, what with there being three pay periods in August. I'm excited - and so is Visa, I'm sure.
I'm glad last night's game was so good (Yankees win 4-3) because it took over two hours to get TO the stadium. We sat in traffic in every conceivable location - and it was so bad that I made Mom let me out in front of the parking deck so I could run inside before my bladder exploded. We made it to our seats just in time - literally - for the first pitch.
I'd say it was a pitcher's duel, except that we got 14 hits and only four runs. Roger was fantastic, A-Rod hit another homer, and today we go for the sweep! We're also going in earlier - it's 9am now and we're leaving at 10am.
And what do they mean, the squirrel was a bad omen?
OK, no need to have worried about last night - we won 5-3. You can tell the "Battle with Beantown" (as ESPN puts it) is in the air - driving in off the Major Deegan, there were guys selling "Boston Sucks" t-shirts on the side of the road. I already own one.
I stopped at Billy's for a bottle of cider before meeting Missy (I got there way early). Some guy tapped my arm and said, "Wow, you don't see many Tanyon Sturtze jerseys." I replied in kind, "Well, you don't see many Tanyon Sturtze fans."
We sat way up on the first base side, in the tier reserved section. Right behind some incredibly obnoxious Yankees fans, hate to say it. Happily for everyone around us, they were escorted out by the police in the sixth inning - our whole section applauded the cops. Oddly enough, the Red Sox fans around us were attractive and well-behaved. Weird. And while it was a great pitcher's duel, the crowd on our side of the stadium was also cheering for this squirrel that somehow made its way onto the right field foul pole, was running up and down the netting, and then settled in at the top of the pole to watch the game.
Took an hour to get out of the parking lot after the game, and another home home.
Tonight: Clemens vs. Beckett, should be another great pitching matchup.
As soon as I finish this biography of Paul Revere that I'm almost done with (gotta prepare for going back to Boston), I'm going to start this book called Secret Soldiers, about the designers, actors, sound effects people, and brilliant guys who deceived the Germans during WWII, with fake battle sites, false information etc. Can't wait. After that, I have a book about dying languages to dive into.
I guess the Yankees were saving up their runs for the three-game series with Boston this week, because they sure didn't score many against the Tigers. At least, I hope they were saving it up. Tonight starts the Boston series, can't wait! Missy and I are going tonight and Mom and I are going tomorrow and Thursday.
I have to admit, I'm a little worried.
But excited, too - it's always fun to taunt the Red Sox fans (the violence here is physical, in Boston it's all verbal) - at the last NY-Boston game, our entire section was ejected. I'm very much looking forward to it! I just hope our pitching staff actually remembers how to throw the ball.
Things to mark in the calendar - the Tim Burton Sweeney Todd movie comes out on December 21st. I'm always wary of movie musicals, especially in this case since it's one of my favorites, but you know I'll be at the movies on opening day. Johnny Depp slicing throats for revenge? And it's R-Rated? I'm there.
I'm glad I don't have to be at work til 3pm today. It was raining in Detroit, so the Yankees game was in a rain delay. Now, the smart thing to do would have been to postpone the game completely, but no - they started it at 11pm. And of course, it went to extra innings. It would have been great if the Yankees had won, but the Tigers got a three-run homer in the bottom of the 11th (with two outs and two strikes, natch).
And the Red Sox won both games of a doubleheader yesterday. Boo.
This weekend's plan (if I have any downtime overnight at work tonight) is to research Verizon and IO's (god, I remember when IO stood for Illuminati Online) "triple play" plans for high speed internet, phone and cable. I think it'll be cheaper than what we pay now. Plus, Mom and I were at Best Buy and ogled the HDTV's. The only issue will be who gets it when I move out - which isn't until I'm done with the bankrupt thing in a few years, by which time I'm sure we'll have holographic TV or something else new so it won't be an issue. Any thoughts on either company - and the installation process for someone with two phone landlines (and regular cable and dialup internet service) would be welcome! Do they send someone over to hook everything up?
When I got to work on Tuesday, my other fingers on my left hand were all aching, too. I took some Motrin, but then didn't think about them until I got home, when they were feeling better. This weather is wreaking havoc on my sinuses, I can't go anywhere without a handful of tissues to blow my nose.
Yesterday was "the day of lost relatives," as Eve put it. I went up to see her and my little nephews (William turned four last week and Chris will be two next month) and bring by some presents for cuties. William is just incredibly smart (and no kidding, he's reading like I was when I was three) and Chris fell asleep in my arms. I wanted to take him home with me. Then Mom and I went to dinner with Aunt Tina and Uncle Joe, who I hadn't seen in about two years. Delicious. We had a fun time, despite - or perhaps because - they're Mets fans.
Peter (brother) had the audacity to call and ask if he could give my Yankees/Red Sox tickets to his boss. I said "give, no, sell, yes," but that was just greeted with laughter from said boss. The tickets are mine, sorry. But if he comes up with enough cash, then we can talk ;-)
It's been raining for four days now. Please stop. My joints are achy, including my left middle finger, which feels like I bashed it into something, but it's really just the damp. The cats are moping around, and it's fall coat weather (I don't mind the temperature at all, I'd rather have this than 100 and sticky).
So we're taking the rest of the vacation budget and going to Cooperstown to stay at the swanky resort. Can't wait! Going to go during the week in September that I already took off from work, and so do Boston for the weekend, come home to do errands and laundry and then go back up to Cooperstown for two days.
Bring on the pool boy.
Of course, since today is Friday and I have Yankees tickets, it's pouring out, with thunder and lightning to boot.
Too funny, this article from the Onion. Thanks to my friend Peter in LA for sending it my way.
While I'm still sad that Nathan Gunn bailed out of Billy Budd in Pittsburgh, I am delighted that he has a new CD out, Just Before Sunrise. I haven't had time to listen to it yet, but I'm sure I'll highly recommend it. He's just a terrific singer. And darned good looking.
Holy cow. I can't believe Phil Rizutto died today. He always seemed to be a guy that would live forever. Like Yogi Berra. Who will never die.
I want to do an overnight trip to Cooperstown soon. I love that town. But I don't understand why I have no problem going to Atlantic City and losing $400 in one shot, but I do have a problem with spending the same to stay at the swanky Otesaga Hotel and Resort, which would just be fantastic. I should just do it. Some day I will.
Tho the rates do include breakfast, dinner, and use of the resort facilities (like the stunning pool, and veranda on which to sun oneself). And perhaps rich people stay there with their young, elegible yet upper-class bored sons. And I do have these new boobs to show off. Maybe I'll look and see if they have a room available after payday on Friday.
Now of course, to truly experience the haut-ness of such an experience, one would have to stay two nights, to relish the ambience, lounge in the Verandah chairs, soak in the heated pool with towels brought to you by someone named, "Ralf," or, perhaps, "Pierre," To have the grapes peeled for you, the olives pitted. A soft breeze wafts, from a fan, held by a bronzed specimen of all that is right with the world. Is it Derek Jeter? No - in the non-dream world, it's simply Carl, the pool boy.
Knowing that the summer season is drawing to a close - and when it closes, prices drop, my calandar shall remain flagged, my bags packed (do I bring the olives to be pitted, or will they be provided for me?), my tank full of gas, and then... once we reach October, I shall be off! James, bring the car 'round. Load in the bathing suit and some unfinished novels, I have some long-overdue relaxation coming.
Oh no, it's Monday the 13th.
I have an extra ticket to Yankees/Tigers on Friday, anyone want to go?
I know this is hard to believe, what with my living in a pop culture vacuum, but I had never seen either of the Jason Bourne movies. I borrowed them from Dad last week, and now I can safely say I'm up to date (and really, really want to go back to Paris). Now I just have to find time to see the third one in the movies. I'm working every day this week except Friday, so it might have to wait a bit (since I don't think the theatres around here do midnight shows).
The temperature dropped 30 degrees yesterday, and it was 60. It was lovely, I love the fall. Too bad it's only August. I drove down to AC - with all of the Friday beach traffic, it took me twice as long as it usually does - most of it spent sitting at a standstill on the Parkway. Picked up my free gift card, and spent it all at Lush. I'm stocked up on delicious smelling bath bombs, shampoo and shower gel, and my new favorite soft-yet-gritty bath bar, Buffy the Backside Slayer. I love it. It's exfoliating.
So I soaked in the tub with a delicious smelling bath bomb and Buffy. And the Yankees are tied for first in the AL Wild Card. I'm happy.
Avast and be gone, oh ye hiccups sent by the scourges of the underworld to torment me!
So I thought I could meander to AC anytime today to pick up and spend that gift card, but I can't actually pick it up until 3pm. So it's off to sleep for a bit and then drive down.
Barry Bonds moment of the day:
"The outpouring of well-wishers from fans has been so overwhelming since Tuesday, Bonds said, that he has set up a hotline for people to leave their good-will messages -- 866-218-4117. Some of them will be available for public consumption on barrybonds.com."
That's all I have to say about that.
It was a great game, and we watched every minute of it. On TV. It was just too hot to move, and there was the threat of thunderstorms and (yes) tornados, so we stayed in, ate quiche, and flipped back and forth between the Yankees blowout in Toronto and the Mets/Braves pitching duel. What a ninth! Billy Wagner loaded the bases with no one out and got out of the jam.
Today I'm off to my final appt with the plastic surgeon (the boobs are fantastic, thanks for asking), then Aunt Paula and Uncle Joern are coming for lunch, and then I'm going back to bed before going to work tonight.
It poured last night, so much that there's flooding in the city. But has the temperature cooled off any? No - and it seems hotter than yesterday, if that's possible.
Perfect weather for a ballgame (right) - going to Shea tonight to see the Mets/Braves. I was hoping Tanyon Sturtze would be off the DL by now, but he's still recuperating. But in good news, John Smoltz is pitching for Atlanta, and I think he's terrific. El Duque is pitching for the Mets - so it'll be a good matchup all around. I just hope it cools off when the sun goes down.
I was looking at my Bank of America statement online (online banking? love it), and wondered why my balance went below 0 last month for a few days. Turns out I wrote two separate checks to renew a magazine subscription. They were written a month apart, I guess the magazine didn't get the first one, so they sent a second renewal notice and I didn't remember having sent the first one in. But then, they cashed them on the same day. I guess I get two years now, for the price of, ah, two.
Anyway, turns out I already paid my cellfone bill, too.
Caesar's sent me a "thank you for gambling away your paycheck" thank-you gift - a $100 gift card to The Pier, their new upscale shopping center. Where they have a Lush store. I can pick it up Friday, Saturday or Sunday, and since I'm working the overnight shift on Thursday night, I think I'll go right to AC after work and pick it up. And spend it.
I was helping one of our residents into bed the other night, and when I had her all tucked in, she patted me on the shoulder and said, "Thanks, you're a nice man." I wanted to say, "Hey, I paid a lot for these, don't call me a man." But I didn't. I guess the eyesight is the first thing to go. That, and these scrubs are really baggy. I was dying laughing.
later on 8/5/07
Change in plans! I looked at the Yankees schedule, and saw that the last three Boston games of the season are during the weekend that we were planning to go to CA. So - instead of going to California this year and being rushed to get everything in, we're going to go to Boston instead. It's about half the price (most expensive is the StubHub.com tix to all three games), and much less on the travel. Maybe next season we'll do CA.
This, of course, means I will have seen nine of the NY-Boston games this season, which is pretty damn cool. I'm bracing myself now for the insults - last time we were there for the Yankees game, they were insulting my mother. And she was standing right next to me.
Jen's shower was terrific, she looks great (and doesn't look eight months pregnant at all, just really healthy and yes, glowing). It was fantastic to see Missy, Dona, Shannon (all the way from Louisville - I stayed with her back in 2001 when I went down to see Floyd Collins), Meesh, Trisha and Edna, too. We've all moved on to different places, literally and figuratively, and we never get together like we used to.
In The House of Blue Leaves, the play, there's a scene that I've always remembered. Bananas, the crazy housewife, is cooking beef and offering it to everyone. And another character has an epiphany about something, and says, "Suddenly!" To which Bananas asks, "Was it the beef?" So yesterday, I might have said, "Was it the heat?" I think between the delicious Raclette (melted cheese with veggies that you put on bread or potatoes), the wine (two big glasses, and I hadn't had a drink in a year prior) and not enough water, the heat did me in. I left Missy's around 5pm, and took the subway downtown. I was chugging water, but I still felt dizzy. When I made it to Dad's, my head was pounding and I felt like vomiting. I think it was a combination of all of the above. So I napped for two hours and then felt better.
A-rod. Finally! Dad and I were at the game Friday night, and in the seventh inning, a thunderstorm rolled in. I kept thinking how cool it would be to have him hit #500 in the thunder and lightning. How dramatic. But no - he waited until yesterday to do it. I was on the subway up to Missy's when someone came on and "ruined the moment," as they say.
Barry Bonds? Well, I don't care for him much. And I waver on the "did he use steroids" issue. He looks like he did, he's been named as having used them, but he's never tested positive for them. And if - as is rumored - 70% of baseball players are using steroids, how come only a few of them have made such major improvements in their game? You'd think that more players would be setting records and that the standard of play would have greatly improved.
I'm so exited to see Jen tomorrow for her baby shower in the city. I haven't seen her in probably two years, and have definitely never seen her eight months pregnant! My gifts are already up in MA (easier to mail them to her than to make her lug boxes on the train). It should be a nice girly day.
I'm going to try and get my labs done ("Here, have some body fluids") before I go into the city - then the game with Dad and I'm staying over at his apartment, since the shower is at Missy's tomorrow afternoon, and it makes more sense to stay than to drive home late tonight and come back into the city tomorrow.
I took off tomorrow 3-11 as a sick day. I'm wondering if I should take off 11-7 as well, since I have the sick time available, and I'm not going to be earning the bonus time as it is (you have to work all three weekend shifts to qualify, so with the preplanned sick day, I already lose out). I'll have to think that one over (it's only 6am right now, too early to think).
A-Rod? Still looking for 500. Clemens? Still earning his big paycheck, even tho he didn't make it out of the second inning today (an inning in which the White Sox scored 8 runs, and the Yankees came back with 8 of their own in the bottom of the second, but we still lost). The seats were terrific - a great splurge. I must've drank four big bottles of water tho, it was stinking hot and no breeze at all
I love my doctor - since he comes to the facility where I work, I see him all the time. It makes our appointments very quick - "what labs do you need? all your prescriptions up to date?" I didn't have any real reason for going, except that the pharmacy said that the time to renew my Ambien had lapsed - because I only use it once a week, I only need to get a refill maybe every six months. So I had get a new prescription. Besides getting that, he gave me a box of samples he had lying around. It's good to know the doctors. Have to get labwork done too, I'll do it tomorrow or next week.
later on 8/1/07
Well, A-Rod didn't hit 500 tonight, so Mom and I got tickets to tomorrow's afternoon game. Roger's pitching, and we splurged on the good seats - because I've never sat in a "field championship" box and the view will be fantastic. I'll be able to look at my regular season ticket seats (where Dad and I will be on Friday) and wave. I think it costs something like $40,000 for a pair of season tix to the field championship boxes. It costs me $500 for mine. I'll take my deal any day, but tomorrow will be a treat.
We're compensating by renting a regular car in CA, not a convertible. Make up the splurged money.
I was going to go to the game tonight, to see A-Rod maybe hit his 500th home run. But the only tix available are either way up in the corner of the sky, or cost $360. I didn't know they could legally charge that much (it's about 20 times more than I pay for my regular tier seats). Maybe you get to rub A-Rod for luck.
It's 90 degrees and disgustingly humid out, so I'll stay inside, in front of the spinning fans - as opposed to the screaming ones - and watch.
I'll pass the time today by going shopping for Eve's boys' birthday presents. I can't believe they'll be 4 and 2, respectively, this summer.
The staffing at work is excellent, which has so many upsides. But the downside is that there isn't enough overtime to go around, and I count on being able to do one or two extra shifts a week to pad my paycheck. I'm going to ask around at some of the other facilities near here to see if they need per-diem nurses during the week. After all, I have three days off in a row every week, thanks to my work-every-weekend schedule. Must update resume.
Jay's apartment in Atlanta got broken into. Jay, send me your address and I'll replace the messenger bag I bought you - I remember buying it when you moved up here (because everyone needs a Manhattan Portage bag), so it bothers me too that it was stolen.
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