Author: The Jody

A friend of mine (via the TopFive contributors mailing list) gave us the following words of wisdom this morning. To put it into context, as with any mailing list, there are always heated discussions. Yesterday and today the hot button topic turned out to be based on something I posted. Asked what, if anything, you would change in professional sports today, I responded that I would put in some kind of ability to use instant replay in baseball, for those extremely questionable calls (was he or wasn’t he tagged out, or did the ball hit the lip of the Green Monster and bounce out and then back in?) In a controlled manner, like football, where you only get to ask for so many reviews.

One person was vehemently against instant replay, stating that mistakes are just part of the game and it makes it interesting. There was a response that to make it interesting we should just pull people with no skills off the streets to officiate. Vobo suggested using hobos. He later added the following:

“I once found a hobo softball player figure – with a ripped shirt and a can of beer in his ungloved hand – that was the same size and had the same color base as the wise men in my mom’s manger scene. Every manger should have a drunken softball hobo. Especially since Godzillas, army men and rubber cockroaches are immediately distinguishable. Same with the Santa climbing down the manger’s ersatz chimney, but I think that’s a nice touch.”

Next Christmas I am SO sneaking people into my mom’s manger scene.

Oh man, I wish that line worked. Does anyone like getting up on a dreary day? I guess it would be worse if it was still dark out. Why yes, I did depress myself this morning by remembering that we’re now on the downward slope of morning light. Sure, it won’t be noticeable until another month or so, but we hit the longest day. Now it’s only a matter of time (okay, months) before it’s all dark again. Sheesh, I hate that. Why can’t the summer solstice happen at the end of July or something? Why so early?

(Gee, I sound cranky, don’t I? I’m going to write it off to PMS.)

A present for you…

Http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/aw.php

I only wish I had been the one who created it. (Safe for work unless you work for a soda company, I guess.)

Okay, we made another attempt to do the “Day After the Last Day of School” trip to Crane’s Beach. The last time I went was in 2004, and it was 58 degrees at the beach. It was very unpleasant. Here is what I looked like back them:

Today it was 80-ish at the beach, but the water was 55 degrees, so it was REALLY FOGGY. To the point where we just had to laugh at how we couldn’t see anything. Got a shot to share with you:

I apologize for my scarcity. I’m making a career detour this month and have been up to my eyeballs finishing my the stuff I’m working on before my last day, the 30th. I will be with the same company, in a different role. I’m VERY excited about this change, even though I’m sad to be leaving behind some very cool coworkers. But you gotta do what you gotta do, right?

Today is Junior’s last day of 2nd grade. I tried to sort of hold him in a pose that would prevent him from growing any more, but it wasn’t working. Then I pulled out a tape measure and showed him what 21 inches looks like. “That is how you started. Can you see why I think you’re getting too big?” I think he was amused to see how little he was. Of course, at the time we thought Mr. 8 pounds 12 ounces and 21 inches was huge. How naive we were back then.

Time to take more video of the boy so that when he’s another foot taller I can just sit in a dark room and look back fondly on these days when he was “little.”