Wednesday, June 30, 2010

places to go, people to see, things to do

First, I'd like to give a shoutout to the EGE, who is currently freaking out (needlessly) over his license test this morning. For the last time, relax, you'll do fine. And we'll still like you even if you fail, which you won't.
(also, thanks again for the panbiscuit recipe, you rock :] )

Then again, I'm also relying on him getting his license 'cause we're s'posed to go to the mall this afternoon. Sure, there's more exciting places to go, like climbing trees at a local park or playing tennis (and getting my butt kicked) up at the high school. But when a guy offers to go to the mall, you take it, no questions asked. 'Cause you don't know when that'll happen again.

Um... that's pretty much it. Just need to do a few things around the house and then wait for the call from the DMV parking lot. Enjoy your Wednesday!

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

mad short post

Working two jobs today. Won't get home til really late. This is all the post you get. Sorry.

Monday, June 28, 2010

the universe secretly hates me

Though it's not really much of a secret.

I went over to the EGE's house pretty much straight from work to watch the Sox/Giants game. I got there at 5ish, so I missed the first 3 innings.

And of course, everything important happened in those 3 innings. The Giants scored their only run, the Sox scored all but one of theirs, Lincecum fell apart majorly and I didn't get to see any of it. Perhaps it's best that I didn't see Lincecum fall apart 'cause I wouldn't've been happy and the EGE would've laughed at me for my pitcher falling apart. But it's not like Timmy didn't pitch strikes, he did. The Sox were just hitting them. Quite well.

Oh well. Sox won 5-1. Someone has to win, someone has to lose. Whaddaya gonna do?

In other news, "Neutron Star Collision" is an awesome song. I've been listening to Muse a bit more lately since I've been listening to the local alternative rock station a lot in the car. And I know that the song was written for the Eclipse soundtrack, which sucks ('cause even though I read the first book of the Twilight series, it was only eh and not worth obsessing over), but this song is awesome anyway.

Sunday, June 27, 2010


  1. The Sox/Giants game started early last night so I didn't get to watch any of it. Sox won 4-2, Buchholz screwed up his knee, Pedroia is on the DL with a broken foot.
  2. I got moved to a different stand yesterday so I only knew 2 people.
  3. They made us stay the whole game instead of closing up in the 7th inning.
  4. I got stuck doing dishes last night, and the only reason why I didn't stay to finish them is 'cause I had to get home before 11 (driving laws and whatnot).
  5. My parents got home after me 'cause they went to a concert that I would've really liked to go to but couldn't 'cause I had to work and since it's a local band, they were playing at a bar and obviously that's 21+ only.
Working an afternoon game today, then maybe going over to the EGE's for the Sox/Giants finale today.

Saturday, June 26, 2010

a smattering of stuff

Because "smattering" is a cool word.

T-Ball picnic was eh. I got pelted with peaches that fell off our tree prematurely. Those things hurt, ya know.

I was also reading the news last night and saw an article about a cat in an Atlanta animal shelter, and I knew right from the title why the cat was at all newsworthy. Thank you, AP bio. (Here's the article so I don't have to bore you with the biological explanation)

After that, I was fooling around on and saw that the D-Back's Edwin Jackson had a no-no going into the ninth against the Rays (it's always against the Rays, isn't it?). Being a good little baseball fan, I didn't say anything but pulled up the GameCast to watch him secure the 267th no-no in the history of the MLB. Boy was it a rough one. 149 pitches, 8 walks and only 1 run of support to back him up. So congrats to E-Jack for that.

Also in the realm of the MLB, the Sox are playing the Giants this weekend (they lost 6-5 last night), and they'll be facing Madison Bumgarner tonight, which I'll probably be able to catch a bit of, depending on what time I get home from work. Lester is pitching against Lincecum tomorrow, so that'll be a really good game too; again, I should be home in time to watch it.

Finally, tonight's the opening night for the Connecticut Tigers, meaning it's going to be real busy. Probably not as busy as that UConn/Oregon game (great googly moogly was that insane) but it should be pretty well-attended.

Friday, June 25, 2010

so cheating right now

S'posed to be entertaining for my sister's t-ball picnic right now. Too bad, I needed to check my email and post real quick.

Unfortunately that's all I have. Hang in there.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

the extent of my existence

Watering and shredding. That's pretty much it. Not necessarily bad tasks, just a little dull. Also I don't like being outside due to the pale skin factor. But hey, I'm getting good money for doing all the crap work no one else wants to do.
Speaking of which, I really should get off soon since I have to get up at buttcrack hour to water the plants tomorrow. But I'll make this quick.

In baseball, it's time for another episode of "Only the Nationals": You gotta love a match-up between the Royals and the Nationals. I mean, you got the laughing-stock of the Major Leagues/National League and the laughing-stock of the American League (no offense to either of you). Stephen Strasburg goes out and pitches a pretty darn good 6 innings, 1 run allowed with 9 strikeouts. But of course the Nats have to ruin it by not giving him any run support. At all. So they lose 1-zip. Come on guys, the guy gave up 1 run, that's really good. And you can't manage to help him out a bit? I mean, huzzah for the Royals for winning the pitchers' duel but that's just sad.

Finally, xkcd totally wins for yesterday's comic:

Wednesday, June 23, 2010


Last marching band gig of this year (we played at graduation), it went pretty well, no monumental fails except at the end when the seniors weren't sure whether to stand up or not so they did a perfect wave in their seats.

The problem I had is that I found out I'm not playing the quads next year. Normally this wouldn't be a problem, as I suck at dealing with more than one drum (timpani aside), and two of the kids in the grade below me are perfectly suited for the job. The thing is that quads always go to a senior. And the kid who got it will be a junior.

When I asked my teacher about who was playing quads next year, he said that it would be not-me because he wanted me on snare, which I took as a compliment until he said that I apparently stress out enough with that. I'm not sure if he intended that as an insult but that's how I took it.

He also said he was looking out for my health, since the quads are kinda heavy (not much more than the bass drum, but whatever), and being a girl I'm at a biological disadvantage. Thus, because I was born with 2 X chromosomes and not 1 X and 1 Y, I'm out of my senior right. So is our other senior, because according to the physical requirements of playing quads, she's even less qualified since she's only like 5'2" or so.

I'm glad that I don't have to deal with quads next year, and I'm glad that who got is very well qualified, but I'm still pissed that I'm obviously not good enough. If I'm out of being section leader too, I'm gonna be even more pissed.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

an amateur journalist's idea of fun

In light of the evil cow rant on The Amateur Geek, I've been requested to post a rant of my own that spawned from a sports psych assignment. I posted about it earlier in the year, I just never got around to it.

Again, I apologize for the length, but I had way too much fun writing this. Op-eds like this are the only chances I get to voice my opinion in school.

From the Cradle to the Court: Are Youth Sports Worth It?
Being someone who has been personally gypped in the sporting world, I can answer this question in one word: no. Youth sports are blown so out of proportion, and it’s detracting from the value of childhood and the concept of sports and leisure activities in general. At this point in the game, it’s all about the parents, and kids aren’t even considered most of the time. It just all leads to disaster, and something needs to be done now.
I guess I shouldn’t really be allowed to evaluate youth sports solely on my experiences, they weren’t really all that extensive. I was in rec league softball my freshman year after getting cut from the high school team, and I fully admit to being horrible; after all, I had never played before and wanted to try it out. That’s what rec league sports, and sports in general, for that matter, are for, right?

Apparently not so much. I went to that first practice and not only did I make a complete fool of myself for being kicked off the high school team and demoted to the “minors” in the first place, I made a complete fool of myself by not being able to throw from second base to home, by not being able to catch a popup without using my face to stop it, by not being able to make contact on the first pitch. All this embarrassment happened because I hadn’t grown up in the system, because I hadn’t started playing at age 5 when I wouldn’t have known whether I liked the sport or not anyway.

This early concentration on competition and drive is part of the train wreck known as youth sports. Competition is everywhere, even in school, because it is instilled in kids at a young age to win; as psychologists Drs. Richard Lustberg and Charles Deitch explain in ”The Hypocrisy of Youth Sport,” “no child says ‘I’ll stop at the Molasses Swamp and wait for you to catch up.’ They want to get a double red and finish you off.”

Sandlot sports have all but died as Little League-like sports replaced them. No more are the impromptu pickup games, which got the boot in favor of structure that captivates about two-thirds of America’s youth, according to US News and World Report in 1997. The creators of Little League and other similar sports programs were initially designed to level the playing field and include the kids who had otherwise been kicked off the sandlot teams. In reality, it has destroyed the innocence of youth sports and created a monster. Now, instead of the kids bickering over a botched ball-strike call, the parents and coaches are battling it out.

Parents are another huge problem in youth sport, ironic as it is. It is “youth sport,” after all. But many parents take it way too seriously. Too many times has a headline graced a paper describing an incident where an over-obsessive soccer mom or an overzealous football dad has knocked out a ref over a bad call. Other times, the parents prevent a kid from participating in what they actually want to do, as was the case of Ryan Jaroncyk, the New York Mets’ first-round draft pick in 1995, who declined the contract because he didn’t like the sport anymore and had only continued because his father wanted him to. Sometimes, the parents just take the rules too far, like making a girl in Little League baseball wear a protective cup “because the rules say so.”Any way you look at it, parents are ruining youth sports.

Ultimately, the kids are suffering. Because most parents and coaches don’t have the knowledge of how their athletes’ minds work, and those that do attend the classes don’t pay attention, kids get burnt out of their sport. Whether it’s due to staleness or dissatisfaction with their current performance, 70% of young athletes have said “enough is enough” by the age of 13. Practices get monotonous after a while, injuries increase, and gradually they’re undergoing what is essentially sport-depression, which is a nasty vortex to get into.
At this point in time, there’s not much society can do to fix youth sports. It’s been this way long enough that no matter how many psychology classes we make the coaches attend, no matter how many team-building pasta parties they hold, it won’t make a difference. The only way to end the problems is to end the cause. Sure, that’s illogical. Youth sports give kids a place to hang out and not be out robbing houses, they provide lessons in cooperation and work ethic, and they’re a good way to make friends. But the drawbacks outweigh the benefits, and we just need to sit back and let the kids make their own choices. If those choices lead them to use their leisure time contemplating the meaning of life or “searching for split ends, an enormously satisfying leisure time of youth,” according to columnist Anna Quindlen, rather than sports, then so be it. After all, “doing nothing is something.” Take it from someone who knows.
And that's my story. I got a 90 on it 'cause my teacher didn't like the fact that my only solution was to, as he said, "drop an atomic bomb on youth sports." Then again, he is one of the gym teachers, he was probably surprised that I took that route.

Monday, June 21, 2010

no more fooling around

Unfortunately, the summer doesn't really bring me much time to chill since I have to work two jobs, so basically it's no different than going to school. I mean, yeah, I technically only work 3 days at the office, but between those and the Dodd Stadium gig, I'll be working anywhere from 4 to 43 hours a week. Luckily my bosses were perfectly ok with me taking the week of the journalism trip off, along with the weekend my family is going camping and also the week(end) of my birthday/band camp. 'Cause as bad as it is to take an weekend off during a busy homestand, it's my birthday dammit and I deserve it off.

Also, I ended up buying tickets to the Modest Mouse concert in July, but because I had to have my parents pay for it (as you can't cram dollar bills into a computer and expect it to pay for stuff), and because I haven't gotten my first real paycheck yet, that pretty much prevents me from buying anything else this summer, except for gas and insurance (and that's over half my paycheck there, even before taxes). I understand that buying stuff before you have the money for it isn't a good habit, but this is the first time I've done so, and I have the money from past whatevernesses, just not the physical 94 bucks and change.

So that means no buying my AP Spanish books or the bike pedal or the piano book or any back-to-school clothes (though, since my birthday falls the week before school, I could cheat and ask for clothes gift certificates for my birthday and use those...).

Grr. I hate having to rely on other people for stuff I need. I always feel bad when I have to.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

happy daddy's day

Had some family over for breakfast (the maple syrup bottle decided to uncap itself and explode all over my food :P), going out to lunch with my dad later.

That's basically all I have, enjoy your Sunday :)

Saturday, June 19, 2010

getting beaten up

Not literally, of course. In helping the office move, I was put outside to help the EGE clear some of the trees (his dad owns the place). It wasn't a problem, except I'm not exactly your poster child for sawing ability or any display of upper-body strength, so instead of doing something productive like sawing off the branches, I had to drag all the branches back to the pile and I'm a little scratched up from it. I also scraped my arm against one of the stone things on the side of the building, and one of the cabinets we had to take down was screwed into the wall seventy bajillion different ways so I ended up getting home later than I was s'posed to.

Now for some baseball. We went to a local bar with awesome food on Thursday, which was good 'cause that way I could watch the game while I was eating (my mom even moved so I didn't have to turn around or whatever). I started watching in the 3rd or 4th inning or so, and the D-backs started to fall apart when our dinner came, so the entire time I was like "Yeah, they're taking Danny out soon, his pitch count is too high and they're hitting off him well." I also felt bad for Mark Reynolds, a.k.a. the King of Strikeouts because of his title, mostly because I know how much it sucks to go up to bat and strike out, especially after a good at-bat.

Guess that's all from me. Off to a graduation party later :P

Friday, June 18, 2010

too. early.

I gotta go into work (not at Dodd Stadium, my other job) today 'cause we're moving to the new office, so that means that I get to get up early on... oh right, it's still a Friday. Whoops. Oh well, it seems like a weekend day since no one else in the house is awake yet 'cause today is the first day of our vacation time. And I get to spend it moving. As much as moving sucks, I'm excited to see the new office.

Well, since I have to leave in 15 minutes, I'll leave you with a video I found yesterday. Yes, I've fallen victim to Brit technopop. But it's such a cool song!  Also, I love the hair.

Alright, well y'all enjoy your day.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

not sure how that happened...

First off, it's kinda cold. It's summer, in case no one noticed. It's just past the midway point in June, therefore it shouldn't be ...ok, 76 isn't really that bad but it's windy which gives the illusion of being colder than it should be.

Also, I got As on all of my exams, including the English one. I'm figuring that our teacher gave us the benefit of the doubt, seeing as it is pretty much impossible to write 2 decent essays and 20 sentences in 2 hours, it just doesn't work. At least for me. But hey, an A is an A.

Now, to start my summer to-do list.
  • watch the Sox/D-Backs game tonight 'cause Dan Haren is pitching and I can't miss that
  • finish my BC Calc summer work. I'm about halfway done with the first assignment due in July
  • whack out some of the books on my to-read list, in addition to the ones that the EGE insists that I read. Currently he's checked out two books for me, and I still have to finish the Warriors series, read the rest of the Hitchhiker's Guide series, read the 7th Harry Potter book since I bought it and never got around to reading it...
  • buy the AP Spanish books so I can teach myself the course and take the exam in May 'cause the class wouldn't fit in my schedule (I blame BC Calc for that)
  • go to one of the local music stores to pick up the piano score for Wicked. I'm most likely going to quit piano lessons come fall to make room for other stuff, but I still want to have a bit of fun with learning stuff to play.
  • work. That's kinda important, ya know :)
  • hone my photography skills, since I have two cameras and I kinda need to use them before school starts
  • practice softball. Unlike some other people in other sports (you know who you are), I can't just return to tryouts next March and make starting varsity. Ah hem.
  • buy a new pedal for my bike. I haven't used my bike since last summer when I went riding with the EGE's family and my pedal oh-so-conveniently fell off 'cause the screw part on the pedal was stripped.
Um... I think that's actually it for my list of stuff to do. That'll keep me busy for a while.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

still hoping

I really hope it doesn't rain today. I mean, worst case scenario, I pull out my umbrella 'cause I'm bringing my backpack 'cause I have a yearbook, my keys and stuff and 2 camera cases to bring.

Speaking of which, when I got my summer yearbook camera yesterday, I didn't realize until I got home that they gave me the wrong size memory card. It wasn't too much space in terms of memory, it physically wouldn't fit in the slot. It was like twice the size of the card slot. When I go to school at 12 to catch the picnic bus at 12:30, I'll go talk to the yearbook teacher so I can get the right size card. And again, worst case scenario, I just use my own memory card from my camera and then explain that some of the pictures are from my camera.

Oh, I forgot to mention this when I saw it, but apparently there's no rush to bring Alex back to the majors, which kinda sucks particularly 'cause the Royals are coming up to Yankee Stadium in July and one of the local parks & rec programs is sponsoring a trip ('cause even though Yankees tickets are coveted, Royals/Yankees tickets are probably the easiest to get). And hey, Alex went 4 for 5 the other night with 3 doubles and 2 runs. Of course, he went 0-for-3 last night with 3 walks, but hey, 4 for 5 is a heck of a feat.

One last thing: apparently I'm a sucky fellow blogger 'cause I completely missed the Amateur Geek's 2-year anniversary which was... June 10th (wow, EGE, we both missed it by a lot. Way to go.) So yeah. Congrats for that, looking forward to more intellectual gobbledegook from you :)

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

happy no more exams day!

Finally. Talk about a lot to do today. I ran around like a chicken with my head cut off to make sure I got my teachers to sign my yearbook. Then I had a few massive brain cramps during my precalc final (I ended up either remembering at the last minute, using the really roundabout way to solve it or skipping it), but overall it was fine. Then I ran around some more to pick up a camera for journalism/yearbook stuff over the summer. Then I had a continuous hand cramp during my English final 'cause having to write an essay, a poetry explication and 20 Wordly Wise sentences should not be done in 2 hours.

So now I don't have exams yay! Though it's s'posed to rain tomorrow afternoon for the muzak picnic, I hope it holds up. Or that it only sprinkles, 'cause I like it when it sprinkles.

Also, happy Lincecum day! The reigning Cy Young pitcher turns 26 today.

One last thing: I know Laura posted this yesterday, but I have to post about it too. It's just genius.

Monday, June 14, 2010

hold the phone.

Something's wrong here. I got a good grade on my thesis paper for English. Like, really good. On a paper involving analysis of literature and other crap I can't do. Something is seriously wrong here. But I'm not going to question it or I'll jinx it or whatever.

Anyway. Banquet was good, the coaches liked my stats packets and the girls liked the softball stats cards I made for each of them. Unfortunately, there were no awards or acknowledgments handed out to JV players other than the "hey you played JV softball woohoo" awards that everyone got. Normally I wouldn't have a problem with this, except for the fact that every varsity player got a speech and something else. And one of the seniors had told me a few weeks back that the varsity coach had voted me as best improved offensively on JV, except he never said anything to me about it.
Also the tennis banquet was last night also and the EGE got a bajillion awards like he always does and I kinda went off on him about getting seventy bajillion awards as opposed to mine-that-doesn't-really-count. My ... reaction, to put it nicely, was entirely uncalled-for, but I was pissed regardless. I'z sorry for yelling at you, EGE.

Continuing on the awards tangent, today was our last day of sports psych, and our teacher handed out little awards for the most involved people in our class, and I got one. It was basically an award for being argumentative, since that's pretty much all I did in that class, along with my softball anecdotes and my rants on how youth sports are horrible, which I know from experience (I personally wasn't in them barely at all, but I was given the short end of the stick because I hadn't started early enough in softball)

And that's my story. My last two exams (which are my only full-credit ones) are tomorrow, precalc and English, then I get to skip the second day 'cause I have current issues which I already did and study hall, and then the music picnic :)

Sunday, June 13, 2010


I love how major league pitchers are s'posed to suck at batting (relatively speaking), yet Dan Haren has the highest batting average on the D-Backs at .425.

Anyway. Our softball team banquet is tonight, so I've finished stats and am working on mini baseball cards for the girls. I have way too much time on my hands. Time that should be spent studying for English, but personally this is more fun.

So yeah. I should get back to doing that. Ta ta :)

Saturday, June 12, 2010

cut it out!

According to Terry Francona, "Beltre is going to take out our whole outfield." First Ellsbury, and now Jeremy Hermida. Both are/were on the DL at one point or another because of broken ribs sustained in a Beltre collision in shallow left.

This isn't football, Adrian! These guys aren't made of steel, and there aren't chest pads to prevent these broken ribs. You gotta take it down a notch out there. Or turn up the communication. One or the other (or both, both would be nice). We only have so many outfielders, ya know.

"Guys are talking and we might be able to get him on the UFC tour and see if he can take those knees to someone else," Hermida said jokingly. "It's just one of those freaks things and I'm sure he feels bad about it too. It's one of those things you can't avoid. Unfortunately it happened twice in a month and a half of each other."

song rampage

Nothing particularly stellar has happened in the world of baseball lately, so this will be a music post instead.

Within the past... month or so, ish, I've gotten ahold of the Kill Bill soundtrack (I needed it for the supervillain video I made for the EGE's Spanish class), the Juno soundtrack 'cause I just saw it recently and the second most recent Modest Mouse CD. I've gotten a lot more open about what I listen to lately, and these 3 CDs are pretty good.

The Kill Bill soundtrack is a mishmash of stuff, my personal favorites are "Battle Without Honor or Humanity" (which is the one in that video) because it is just so epic, and also the Santa Esmeralda cover of "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood".

The soundtrack to Juno definitely fits the movie, which was also very good, and it's good car music 'cause it's mostly upbeat but still pretty chill. I like most of the songs on the CD so I'm not going to list them 'cause that'd be boring.

The Modest Mouse CD was a second go for me, since I had listened to it when the EGE bought it and I couldn't get over the weirdness of the music and the annoyingness of Isaac Brock's voice. But then I saw that Modest Mouse was coming to the state this summer, figured I could buy the EGE some tickets to be nice and then realized "Well, heck, if I'm taking him to a concert, I should listen to the music." It was a lot better the second time, having opened my music tastes quite a bit. Brock's voice still annoys me a bit in some songs but overall I like the CD, particularly "Dashboard" and "Steam Engenius". Now I just need to get ahold of the newest CD.

And that, my dear readers, is what has been going through my head lately. Also my shopping trip today which was nice at first and then went downhill towards the pit of disappointment.

Friday, June 11, 2010

season at-a-glance

14 games.
49 plate appearances.
35 at-bats.
.633 on-base percentage.
15 hits.
3 doubles.
94 total bases.
17 runs.
10 walks.
4 strikeouts.
22 stolen bases.
(3 foiled attempts).
.880 stolen base percentage.
4 sacrifices.
1 time reached on a dropped 3rd strike.
5 times reached on an error.
And a .429 batting average.

Not sucking royally yankee-ly at softball this season? Immeasurable.

new format

Hooray for Blogger templates that don't delete all my sidebar stuff!

Anyway. Hope you like the new layout. I do.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

aw that sucks

I got my schedule for next year sorted out. I was kinda worried 'cause classes and organization and stuff is a Tetris-board-like mess, and even though seniors get first priority, I knew something wouldn't wind up fitting in. Unfortunately, those were my two APs.

Everyone else is all "OMGz let's overload ourselves with 4 AP classes" so I kinda felt bad to begin with 'cause I had only signed up for two, putting me at a career total of 3. Sure, it's not bad, but I was all like "well heck if everyone else is taking like 6 then 3 will look lame" but I figured it'd be better for me to be comfortable yet challenged rather than kill myself with the work load. So AP Calc BC and AP Spanish it was.

And here comes in the big Tetris-like mess. I was never so happy in my life to have a guidance appointment today during study hall until my guidance counselor told me that both my APs were during the same block. Of course.

So then she asked if I would consider taking AP Calc AB instead, but then we realized that wouldn't work either 'cause AB would take up 1.5 of my 2 journalism credits. And I'm planning on going into journalism. So that was out.

Then we tried seeing if I could take Conversational Spanish instead, but that also happened to be during the block of AP Calc and AP Spanish, so that wouldn't work.

So in the end I'm only taking 1 AP, therefore having my AP total at only 2, which is the minimum for the biggest honor-roll sorta thing at the end of the year (luckily I'm perfectly set in the GPA department for that). It kinda sucks 'cause I really like Spanish, and now I can't take it at all. I'm considering emailing my guidance counselor and asking her if I can buy an AP book off Amazon or whatever, teaching myself the course and taking the AP exam in the spring to get college credit, 'cause I've heard of people doing that.

Ah well. If all else fails, I can blame the EGE for not being able to take AP Spanish; after all, he is the one that told me to take BC Calc.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

that works

Quite well, actually.

For starters (literally), Strasburg pitched a lovely game last night, with 14 Ks in 7 innings. And the Nationals won (I know, shocker).

Also, in real life, I think I've gotten my work schedule mostly worked out. I don't have to take too many days off 'cause I'll only be working Monday, Tuesday and Thursday, and then all the home games. The only big chunks of time I'll miss are the week of a journalism seminar thing I'm going to in July (will post from that), band camp and the weekend before my birthday because even though I really shouldn't be taking that weekend off 'cause it's in the middle of a homestand, it's my birthday dangit.

Also also in real life, I had a minor existential crisis yesterday when, with the help of some people, I realized that if I can't talk to people on the phone or talk to people I don't know, I'm screwed in journalism, so I started freaking out and tried to figure out what I could possibly do for a living. I know, I'm in high school, I shouldn't be doing this. But I did it anyway.
Luckily, I had one of those shower epiphanies (because taking a shower, along with lying in bed unable to sleep, is when I do my best thinking) and realized that I still have options. At least until reality kicks back in, since it's a combination of freelancing, owning my own business/store-ish thing and raising service dogs.

And that is my story. Off to studying for exams. Wooo.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

let's hope it's good

The Nationals' top prospect and #1 draft pick last year, Stephen Strasburg, makes his major league debut tonight. I hope he does well. Fingers crossed that the Nationals also give him some run support.

On a completely unrelated note, I got a test back in English, and I got a 96 on it which made me happy, but what made my day even more was that she wrote "is awesome" next to where I wrote my name at the top of the paper :)

Also, I was poking around on ESPN and found a really funny picture of Lincecum from a few weeks back, so I did the whole funny captions thing with it:

'Cause I'm just awesome like that :)

Monday, June 7, 2010

i effing love you guys

For those of you who may (or may not) have read Laura's post a few hours ago, I was in a really pissy mood at the end of the school day today. Mostly a combination of self-deprecation and the other confidence problems I'm plagued with. Regardless, Laura and the EGE tried to cheer me up, and at the time it wasn't helping 'cause I was in one of those "just let me be pissed off"-moods and they were impeding on that state of wanting to be pissed off.

I'm fine now, but I just now checked my blogroll and saw Laura's post. I should've looked at this earlier, it is amazing and if I had still been in my state of pissed-off-ness, this for-sure would've ended it. She took the time to create a cheer-up post for me about all my 5. A few of the facts are a little rough (mostly with Alex and Salty being in triple-A, not the majors), but heck, that's a helluva lot of work to put into a cheer-up post.

So in case you didn't see my comment, Laura, you rock :)

this still isn't right

I'm not sure what the Royals are waiting for, but Alex is hitting .372 and has not been recalled yet. I know they have outfielders, but you can't tell me they're all doing better than him. The highest batting average on the team is .330, and that's Billy Butler. Jose Guillen is DHing and batting .247, which is just pathetic. If the Royals aren't satisfied with Alex's fielding, then throw him in at DH for crying out loud.

And Ellsbury is still on the DL from Beltre kneeing him. Still mad about that.

Um... I should probably finish running stats for softball, since I need to have them done for Sunday and I don't even have half the team done. So I guess I'll go do that. Enjoy your afternoon.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

alright. recappage.

Friday night was absolutely insane. The real season hasn't started yet, but they had a college tournament thing with UConn, CCSU, FSU and Oregon, so we had to work that. Each day was a doubleheader and Friday night was UConn vs. Oregon so pretty much everyone and their brother was there. Someone said they sold out the stadium of roughly 7,000 seats (meaning that they probably had more people that night than they'll get in a week of normal games).

I kinda just got thrown in there as a runner, meaning I would get the food and give it to the cashier. It was pretty cool, except once again pretty much everyone was there so there was no downtime at all. We ran out of pretty much every hot food thing (i.e. hot dogs or whatever) at least once, and a few people got really pissy 'cause we didn't have what they wanted.

Yesterday and today were a lot more relaxed, which was really nice. I just need to get another pair of khaki shorts 'cause I only have one and they're part of my uniform, and I need to get a pair of those foot insole squishy Dr. Scholl's things 'cause my feet kill after a 7 hour day.

Saturday, June 5, 2010


Back from taking the SAT subject tests. It should be illegal to wake up that early on a weekend.

Work was hectic last night, I'll write about that later when I have more time. I have to eat lunch. Bye :)

Friday, June 4, 2010

a belated tour guide mandachan post

Here's the Boston post I promised you. The EGE wrote a similar (but less awesome ;] ) one.

So. I had to get up at 7 to be ready to leave at 8. I was bad and brought my iPod in the car even though my mom told me not to 'cause I should've been socializing, but the EGE and his sister brought theirs too so it's ok. It was about a 2-hour car ride, we parked in the Prudential Center which was different 'cause every time I've gone to Boston, it's either been on a coach bus or we've parked at the Riverside T station and taken the T in.

We faffed around for a while 'cause the game didn't start til 1:35. We walked along the river and down the Harvard Bridge to do the lame touristy thing and take pictures of the Smoot signs (click here for an explanation). Then some random guy kept following us so we walked around taking all sorts of random streets trying to get away from the creepy stalker guy. We walked past a hopscotch board on the sidewalk and apparently it's "cool" that I know how to do that 'cause I had to teach the EGE's mom how to do it (the EGE was a party pooper and walked through it). And I saw a couple with Royals garb on and I really wanted to be all like "Hey nice hat" but figured that'd be weird.

I enjoyed my first meal at Qdoba, and it was amazing. For those of you unfamiliar with Qdoba, it's a Mexican chain food joint, but it's not fast food, it's much better. They've got lots of stuff to pick from, and you get to choose what you get in your tacos or quesadillas or burritos or whatever. I had 3 soft tacos (I hate hard-shell tacos, they always break on me) with nothing but shredded beef and cheese 'cause I don't like salsa or peppers, and I almost didn't finish the last one but it just tasted so good, I had to eat it.

We got to the stadium roughly 30-45 minutes early, so that gave us time to walk around and take pictures and stuff. I told the EGE that if I saw anyone with an Alex jersey on, they would definitely get a hi-5, and I saw a George Brett jersey and a Kyle Farnsworth jersey, but no Alex jersey.

I took a bunch of pictures inside Fenway Park, mostly of the bullpen 'cause that's what I could see the best, and I took a cool continuous-shot thing of Lester warming up. I was also quite impressed at the zoom on my camera, 'cause I could distinguish some of the Royals' numbers over by their dugout from all the way in the right field seats.

And then my camera died. Of course.

Anyway, you know that the Sox won 8-1, Big Papi and 'Tek hit home runs, Lester pitched 7 solid innings, blah blah blah. We had fun singing along to "Sweet Caroline," and they played "Tessie" by the Dropkick Murphys and I was one of the few who actually knew the words to that one.

We continued walking around after the game, and I felt special 'cause we walked past a bar called McGreevy's and I was like "Hey wait a second is that the McGreevy's mentioned in 'Tessie'?" I'm thinking it was, and luckily my camera resuscitated itself to let me take a picture of the bar. We mosied over to the Boston Gardens, poked around there a little bit and went back to the Prudential Center to eat dinner.

The EGE and I also went on a public transportation adventure, as his parents agreed to let us take the T to Riverside where they could pick us up. First, the ticket thing wouldn't let us not use exact change so we put 10 bucks on a Charlie ticket and only used 4. Then, we got down to where the train is and found out that they're doing construction so we had to get off at the Fenway stop, take a bus to the Reservoir stop, and get back on the T to Riverside. He started getting all stressed out, but last time I went on the T, they were doing construction on the same part of the line so I was all like "Relax, I've done this before."

So then we got picked up, drove home. I almost fell asleep on the EGE a number of times, but my iPod kept me awake, along with the fact that leaning on someone and wearing a seatbelt is not conducive to sleeping.

In whole, it was a lot of fun. Duuuh.

And now I am going to shut up and show you my pictures. Enjoy :)

Thursday, June 3, 2010

talk about an FML moment

Ok, so it's extremely fluke-ish that there have been 3 perfect games in the past year, and that this year was the first in the history of modern baseball that there were two in one season. Guess the baseball gods weren't too happy about that, 'cause Armando Galarraga of the Tigers almost had yet another one last night. Two outs in the ninth, and the ump blows a call at first, breaking up the PG and crediting whoever the runner was with an infield single.

I mean, yeah, close plays happen, but what really sucks is that all the replays showed that the guy was out; since the ump called him safe, it was official and couldn't be undone. The ump even admits that he screwed up, with the heartbreaking headline of "I just cost that kid a perfect game."


Ah well. I have to go to orientation for the (Connecticut) Tigers, so I'll be back at some point. Just wanted to write about that.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

busy bee

I've been working on a list of things I need to do this summer. Like get my bike pedal fixed. And read a bunch of books I've been meaning to read. And now I have another job to throw into the mix. I got hired as a cashier for the Tigers, so I'm kinda bummed that I didn't get one as bat girl or hawker, but it'll be some extra cash, and the nights won't be terribly long 'cause the concession stands aren't open the whole game.

I have the rest of the pictures from the Boston trip but I'm not done with the slideshow so you'll have to wait some more.

And I need to go eat lunch and make a pit stop at the library. Adios :)

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

fluke storm

Ok, well it's not really a fluke since I saw it on the weather yesterday, but it was all nice and then WHAMO! Random thunderstorm.

That being said, I'll make this quick.

Unfortunately, the threat of internet complications and power whatevers and the fact that I don't have all the pix ready means that I won't have my fabulous Boston post for you. I sorry.

On an interesting note, I've posted 33 posts each month since March. Weird.

Anyway, I have a thesis paper to edit, a piano to practice, an awards ceremony later to dress for and a call to the CT Tigers to make :)