“You look very Casablancaesque.”

Link of the Day [9.20.12]

Kind of missed Talk Like a Pirate Day. “Arrgh. We’re slowly losing again.” Ba-bump-bump.

Wait. You don’t get it? Pittsburgh Pirates? Hello. Baseball. Look it up.

Anyway, I thought this night’s link was pretty genius in describing how your Baltimore Orioles have ended up scratching and clawing out a slim perch on the wild card slot. If this is close to the truth, then Buck Showalter should be President.

http://www.fangraphs.com/blogs/index.php/leveraging-the-orioles-bullpen/

“Dave, I don’t know if you’ve noticed this, but most of the stuff I do is weirder than hell.”

“Hey, stranger!” Follow that up with the equally lame, “Long time no see.”

“Back for a few days?”

Only just visiting. They asked me to spend a few days in town, but I’ll be going back home soon.

“Strange. You don’t call here home anymore. How is it there?”

Lovely. Love the place. It’s home now.

“Home is where the heart is…”

Don’t we remember that it was only a few months ago that I moved? It was to follow my heart. To give it to the one who told me of love. Showed me love. Tells me of love. It’s what I wanted. It’s what I get.

Two days until home.

“…”

“Well, at least it was good to see you. Stop by again sometime soon. Don’t be a stranger.”

“And I put aluminum foil on all my windows.” “To keep out the light?” “No, to keep them clean, only it doesn’t work.”

Link of the Day [9.13.12]

I need to move the prior blog posts moving. Yet, I don’t have anything to say. I could go on and on and on about the magical season the Baltimore Orioles are in the midst of, but just go watch ’em is all I want to say. I could complain about work, but I’m done there for now.

Who knows? Not me. I have nothing to say.

Here’s a link of the day.

Hmmmm. Yummo. Maybe I should start cooking again for blog fodder…

http://joythebaker.com/2012/09/baked-chili-cheese-fries/

“Beth, what is third base?”

Lew Ford Not Nick Markakis

The penultimate game in my 13 game season ticket package. It’s almost done, but the Orioles keep winning. They keep winning and they are vying for the first place in AL East and vying for a wild cards spot. Let’s hope they win the East so that they don’t have to worry about the tie-breakers for a wild card spot. It’s gonna be tough.

Yet, I feel sad that this season is coming to an end. I’m having so much fun following this team. I’m glad that the town has started rallying around them. Better late than never. Although you should’ve been watching when they were scratching out the wins in the late spring and early summer. What turned out to be just an early season surge and surprise has turned into contention. What was a joke has now become real. What can’t be explained now doesn’t need to be explained. The Orioles are winning. They have to keep winning. They will win.

Lots to believe in. We believe.

“Dave, parenting is something you can learn as you experience it; like riding a bike, or like filing a restraining order against a crazy aunt.”

Link of the Day [9.11.12]

On this, the 11th anniversary of a terrible, terrible day, remember as you go to vote that it was a Republican president who ignored the warnings. It could've been stopped. It wasn't stopped because Bush was president. How much longer must you vote Republican before you realize that that party needs to be dissolved? They're evil and they lie; they have no business receiving your vote. None. Nada. Zip. They bungled the 00s.

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/09/11/opinion/the-bush-white-house-was-deaf-to-9-11-warnings.html?smid=pl-share

“What kind of cruel charity charges orphans $500 to eat dinner?”

The Words

The Words reminded me of Atonement. It’s a story told by a writer writing at a keyboard. Yet, it’s about three writers. The first one we see is the main character, followed by the actual author of the main character’s novel, followed by the author of the book from which the main character is from. It’s 3 stories, but it could be one.

The Words is about a writer who finds a manuscript and gets it published under his own name. Then the writer of the manuscript shows up. It is all told through the point of view of the author writing the story of the writer and the actual writer.

It is like Inception, a story within a story within a story. Who’s story it is is left up to you the audience.

I thought it was the main writer who was writing about himself. But then the movie ended and I had to write this lame review up. Anyhow, it’s not so good of a movie as it tries to make it’s appeal through the interplay of stories, but falls short. Especially, in the end.

2 of 5 stars.