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eating crappy chocolate

I’ve been casually working along this weekend. Not finishing anything but making sure I don’t have anything that hasn’t been looked at. Right now my weirdest assignment (a web presentation) is staying weird because of my topic. It’s not going to be very academic I don’t think, even though it’s referring to a lot of sort-of academic work. The problem is that it’s a static webpage presentation, which isn’t how anyone would present this kind of information these days. It reminds me of the project we did for Benedetti’s New Media class years ago.

I’ve really been loving this baseball postseason. The Giants are such a scrapheap team with great pitching. The Rangers are this anonymous team plus Cliff Lee. It’s just a good story all around. Supposedly it’s been terrible for the TV ratings, but fuck TV ratings. I just like baseball. And this has been way better than just seeing the Yankees and Phillies again (sorry Doc).

I feel a little bad about cheering for the Giants since I don’t have a problem with the Dodgers either. I cheer for them against most teams. My best-broken-in baseball hat is my Dodgers cap. And it’s supposed to be a Red Sox vs. Yankees style rivalry that I’m playing both sides of here. Whatever. I told my mom who was playing in the World Series and she immediately said she was cheering for San Francisco. She’s more a fan of the city than of the team.

Thirty-three days till 中国. And the cold wet uninsulated 四川 winter. And Holly. And being very happy.

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thanksgiving in the rain

We had a potluck thanksgiving here yesterday. Nine people and two pies. I made portobello mushrooms as a turkey alternative. People brought wine. Marlis made amazing cranberry sauce. It was pretty fun. One of the people who was here was a camera assistant on Watchmen and had nothing but good things to say about working with Zack Snyder. I missed having a baseball game on TV before and after the meal but watching the Yankees sweep the Twins again might have been too sad for me.

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how did Giambi make that catch?

Oh baseball, how I’ve missed you. It’s too bad the Jays couldn’t hand the Yankees the loss on their historic final opening day in Yankee Stadium, but they didn’t entirely suck. That’s something. From the Tao of Stieb (a Jays blog I’m liking a lot more now that I don’t have 800 Spring Training reports to sift through because of my internet sabbatical): Sloppy grit doesn’t equal wins

Doc is an intense, angry man: Roy Halladay pitched last night as though it were Game 1 of the World Series. When things go wrong for Doc, we usually get the sense that he’s swearing at himself on the mound. Last night, though, he glared in at home plate umpire Gary Darling (who was ridiculously awful), swore at the bogus dimensions of Yankee Stadium (314 feet my ass), and generally looked as though he was about to scale the outside of the Empire State Building and swat away at fighter planes.

Reyn didn’t get my email cancelling Reign last night and he actually showed up. Craziness. I was in an okay enough state that I didn’t actually fall asleep while he was here, so that’s a plus. And we played an awesome game of Carcassonne with many lead changes and a dramatic ending.

And I slept normally, so I think my body thinks I’m back in CDT. Huzzah.

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