Month: September 2003

Anybody seen Boston-online.com? I’m getting DNS errors. Don’t make me send out the bloodhounds!

More thought pebbles:

• Dude, stop whistling. This is an office. Whistling is the most annoying sound on the planet to people other than the one doing the whistling. And to top it off, don’t whistle the Foxwoods theme song. If it stays stuck in my head I WILL go over there and inflict you with the pain of 1000 paper cuts.
  

• They turned the travel agency where we booked our honeymoon into a Starbucks. I didn’t go in, I don’t really care for Starbucks, but there it was.
  

• Now that I’ve brought up Starbucks, I need to go get a cup of coffee in the cafeteria. Funny.
  

• Is it the weekend yet?
  

Is there a better smell in the world than your favorite boy fresh from the bath? I love the smell of his shampoo. Over the years I’ve exaggerated swooning whenever I smell his hair after it’s been washed, so to this day he makes me smell his hair first thing after his bath or shower is done.

“OOOOO! That’s the best smell in the world! You smell so clean!”

Nothing to see here. I’m using the blog to bookmark a site that I want to check out tonight. This is the way I’ll remember – plus some or two of you might find it a useful link.

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Went to the Sox game last night – sat in section 29, which was okay, better than a lot of seats I’ve had at Fenway, but worse than some as well. Where I really wanted to sit was the green monster. I hope they never make those season ticket seats, because I like thinking that different people get the opportunity to sit there all season long. I want to have a chance, someday.

We had to leave before the game ended, because my mom and dad were babysitting and I needed to relieve them at a fairly decent hour. So we left, secure with a 5-2 lead. Then panicked that our leaving was the cause of the game going to 6-5 before they settled down and won 7-5. Sheesh, okay, next time I won’t leave early. But it’s tough for someone out where we live to attend a game during the week. If we’d stayed till the game ended we wouldn’t have gotten home until after midnight.

So there you go, another win for the boys, another day closer to the Wildcard spot. Can you just taste it?