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Tuesday: August 08, 2006 - Crazy Red Leg Mascot Guy Crazy Red Leg Mascot Guy Don't be confused by the graphic--today's image is the same as yesterday's but the entry is different. The Cininnati Reds have this bizarro (and in my most humble opinion downright creepy) mascot. It's this baseball-headed...guy with these weird vacant eyes. It's scary. It's like the clown in your dreams when you were a kid. jamie and I had splurged for good seats at the game and we were in the top of the lowest tier on the third base side. Little did I know that's where he lived. He started moving towards us spraying the hell out of people with Braves uniforms/hats on with his mega-ultra super soaker. I could understand a couple pumps but this psycho was drenching these poor fans. But then, oh then, he started going after random non-Reds-apparel-wearing fans. First it was some guy in a Boston hat--he ripped the hat off and gave the guy's head a good soaking. Then he moved to the Mets fan, where he removed the cap, wiped his mascot-armpits with it, sprayed it full of water and dumped it back on the guy's head. He was about ten rows away when I decided to run.

Like anyone going bald and wearing a hat, having your hat forcible removed is, as certified MSW Jamie B will assert, very similar to being raped. In some states, as it turns out, it is punishable by the same laws that govern sexual assualt. It's not that your going bald is a secret--everyone knows and that's fine. It's a question of how much. That's the secret that all balding men keep. And here's this hairless, bald-headed, zombie-eyed beast coming to spray my remaining eight hairs.

I don't know how Matt and Jamie can root for the Reds. I'm glad the Cubs don't have a mascot.

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    Here's the Western view out of Steve's apartment. Simply stunning.


    Time Machine: 03-11-2009 · 03-11-2008 · 03-11-2007 · 03-11-2006 03-11-2009: My house is going to be clean like you don't even know for the many Fests this month. I have about four laundry loads left and some dog-washing and vacuuming left to do but on the whole I'm in pretty good shape for Chris' arrival Friday evening.

    I've got a good 12 of 12 in the works since I have a lot to do. I already missed my 10am meeting at Wachovia but whatever, it's my money and I call the shots. That's what you get for paying me like .000004% interest. I still need to pick up Abby from Jamie's before I do another load of laundry and then drive out to Reston.

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    There was big news on the FriendFront last night but I'm not sure if it has been disseminated fully enough for a mention. You know who you are, you just let me know.
    03-11-2008: Jamie flew back into town yesterday afternoon from Jacksonville and I made it to Reagan in about 15 minutes. With Brian's map I can now do no wrong. After I picked her up we caught a bus (gasp) to Tenleytown where we had lunch then got on the metro (gasp) so she could get fingerprinted for her internship and I could get my SMARTcard. The woman fingerprinting her kept trying to resend a fax and must have done it fifty times while we were there. Getting my SMARTcard was pretty easy although I was hoping it would somehow be smart enough to repel the stench of the homeless on the bus from infiltrating my nose but no, it's just not that smart.

    After having dinner in Georgetown we came back to my house and built my dining room table and about 95% of the kitchen pantry. Because it was so late I didn't want to do any hammering or else that would have gotten done too. With those items complete I'm down to only needing to build my new dresser and a bookshelf. Once THAT'S done then I can finally finish up my office and empty out four of the remaining tubs. Awesome.
    03-11-2007: Ah, Poker Night. The four of us trotted over to Renee and Ian's around 6:30 to settle in to some poker. Ian made some sort of delicious chicken and mashed potato dish (how can you lose with that combination?) and Chris volunteered some of now-famous pepperoni bread. Ian was the star of the show, ending his string of 2nd place finishes and ruining the nights of everyone else. We stuck around to see if Renee could make a comeback against her boy toy but it was not to be. After leaving our $5 in Ian's wallet we adjourned home. Once there Chris and I broke out some red wine and Jamie and Mike(r) met up with Carlos for a night of dancing. Since Chris and I are old we fell asleep early and the rest of the part returned around 3am-ish.

    Week 7
    1) Ian (RG, MC, MR)
    2) Renee (CE)
    3) Mike (CP,JB)
    4) Chris
    5) Michael
    6) Christen
    7) Jamie


    PCS Standings
    1) Mike (2.28) [15 Kills]
    T2) Ian (3.00) [6 Kills]
    T2) Amy (3.00) [0 Kills]
    4) Chris (3.14) [8 Kills]
    5) Jamie (4.80) [4 Kills]
    6) Christen (5.00) [2 Kills]
    7) Renee (5.70) [2 Kill]
    8) Tim (7.00) [0 Kills]
    I took the day off blogging but only because I was thinking of you.