Really?!?

  Today I hopped in the elevator in my building to head down to the lobby.  At the 2nd Floor, the electric box stopped, and in walked an older woman ready to go to the gym.  "Good for her", I thought, as she began doing standing butt kicks in the elevator in an attempt to get loose.

  She then proceeded to hit B - basement.  You're heading to the gym (located in the basement level of the building) and can't walk down the two flights of stairs to get loose?  Give me a break lady.  You stopped me on Floor 2 to take the elevator two floors?

  She seems motivated.  She probably hops on a treadmill and walks for 10 minutes and calls it a day.

  Next time, and this can be said to everyone, instead of taking the elevator two floors, walk down the stairs and treat that as your warm-up. 

  Sloth.

  Game day at The Dutch.  See you out there.  Enjoy your Sunday.  (Battle of the Bay with the Raiders and 49ers today).

Delay of Game

  Some serious lightning is delaying the start of the game Brett Favre says he'll be "lights out".  OK Brett, but it wasn't a slow week in the sports pages here in NY - Yankees ALDS began (and ended) vs. the Twins; hockey season kicked off (the Islanders are 1-0-1); the Giants proved to the rest of the league that they're for real; and Brett Favre still managed to hog the headlines.

  Apparently, he sent text messages to sideline beaut Jenn Sterger.  Is there any length Brett will not go to to get his mug on the front cover of newspapers?  Narcissistic old bastard.  Perverted  pictures?  Really?  Get a grip man.  I am wasting no more time on you nor will I pay attention.  You need to hand the ball off to the best RB in the NFL and maybe, on occasion, fire the pigskin Randy Moss' way.  He's going to make you look good again.  Big Randy Moss fan. 

  Watching the Giants/Braves on TBS - thank God Chip Caray isn't doing these games.  He was one of the worst in the business.  Along with Joe Morgan.

  SNL just did a skit on NBC Sunday Night Football - pretty funny stuff.  Check it out here:  SNL's NBC Sunday Night Football. 

  Now I have to figure out where to get a MetroCard at 9:00pm on Columbus Day so that we can ride the bus into the city tomorrow.  I may have to wake up and take a stroll early in the morning.  Probably going to get a little lift in anyway, try to make myself feel a little better.

  The day off today was a real nice treat - seems like days off don't really exist because there is always something else going on - sporting events, outside groups coming in - and I really never have a day off.  Today was the first day since school started that I didn't have to do a thing related to work.  Outstanding. 

  Getting a little hot in here, lightning is still striking outside.  Going to try to get a few more photos and then hit the hay.  First, I gotta take the little guy out so he don't pee in the apartment.  Dodging bolts.

  Speaking of bolts, the OAKLAND RAIDERS beat the Chargers for the first time in seven years.  The Raiders are a respectable 2-3, but have to travel to nearby San Fran to take on the hapless 49ers.  Looks like a trap game to me.  Hell, 2-3 ain't bad - took them 6 weeks to get W #2 last year.  Looks like there's some improvement going on in Raider Nation.

  Bye!

Walk List

  New feature here to the WRT.  Since my walk to work is around 15-20 minutes each way, I pass the time by listening to music.  Here's the track listing for my walk to work this afternoon:

  Eric Church - How Bout You
  The Bronx - Inveigh
  System of a Down - Psycho
  Brand New - Archers
  The Killers - Joy Ride
  AFI - Medicate
  Thursday - Signals Over the Air
  AFI - Summer Shudder

  I know, it seems like longer than a 20 minute stroll - it was.  I stopped for a bite to eat at Han's.

  Time for some practice.  Siyonara.

Playoff Baseball is Here!!!

  As an appetizer, an ex-Phillie dominated the Tampa Bay Rays in St. Pete.  For an intermezzo, Doc Halladay no-hit the Reds.  NO-HIT.  Understand something - it's only been done once in MLB Playoff history - by NYY great Don Larson.  The Yankees trail the Twins 2-0 in the third inning now, after a leadoff hit by pitch was followed by a 2-R bomb to center field.  Leadoff freebies always come back to bite you in the ass - ask CC.

  A-Rod is still not great.  Clutch he is not.  Yanks get the first two guys on - BB and 1B - and proceed to hit two fly balls and a K from Mr. Rodriguez.  That was the chance to get right back in it, get some of the momentum back.  Instead, a goose egg.  Swisher had the right idea bunting - he gets it down and the next fly ball scores a run.

  Good thing they told him not to bunt - SIKE!

  C.C. needs to settle in here and act like the big donkey he is - be a horse and get some 0's up there to give them a chance.  They've been playing like crap coming down the stretch, and it cost them the division. 

  I am home with Nathan watching the ballgame, missing the Mrs.

  Time to get ready to take Nathan for a stroll in the park - may make a night-time trip to the dog park out back.  Dog loves it over there.

  Sofa, chair-and-a-half, and ottoman are scheduled for delivery tomorrow - it only took Bob's over two weeks to do what I asked them to do.  Never order from them, and if you do, pick it up yourself.  Maybe it's just their customer service department that blows.  You walk in there and get bombarded by 40 sales people looking for a sale - it's like a feeding frenzy.  I'm just happy it's finally going to get delivered, start making this place look like something.  It gets old sitting on the damn floor.

  Time for October baseball.  Let's make it a game Yanks.  Joe Mauer is a good hitter.  A pro.  Damn the Twins are a scrappy team.  Good play Teixeira made, but Hudson's a sneaky little bastard.

  Big AB.  Posada sucks defensively.  I'm out.

  A split on the road is good for me.  Then they gotta continue their domination of the Twins.

SOFT and Complacent

  Like baby poo.  That seems to be the way a lot of kids are made nowadays.  Not sure where the gap between a tough generation and a generation that expects everything to come easy came from, but it sure is an ugly place.  Years ago, there were guys our age (maybe a little younger than my 29) fighting in the war, because they had to protect our country.  There are still guys our age fighting in wars.  I don't hear them expressing their grief about being shot at and bombed. 

  Anyway, I don't wanna get into hot water by what I say or don't say on the blog, so I will end with this:  nothing in life is guaranteed.  Whatever happens, happens.  There is no one to blame but yourself and sometimes the surrounding circumstances. 

  Time for a meeting, talk about the rotation tomorrow for our game at NJIT.  We got a three walk limit tomorrow for the pitchers.  Three walks and you're day is over.  Simple as that.