The Berlin Wall
A few years ago I was in Berlin with my boyfriend and we took this really fascinating tour of the city, particularly focusing on the history of the wall from its origins to the fall. There wasn’t really a mention of Ronald Reagan.
But the story of the fall is amazing. If you don’t know it, read up. It is incredible to realize how a few small miscommunications helped along the images of the fall as we know them.
Now that baseball is over (and I’m so lucky to have had it end the way I wanted) it’s time for my brain to shift gears towards football. I’ve been watching since the beginning of the season but was so pre-occupied with baseball that I found myself saying “Yankees” in my head when I was watching the Giants.
Baseball and Football are just very different in terms of the experience of watching them and it’s as if I actually have to have some kind of shift in my brain to become fully immersed in the latter.
Baseball is like a Quentin Tarantino film: multiple levels of tension, taking longer than most people think it should, and really happy about being referential to the point where it’s almost unnecessary (foxtrax anyone?) but if you love it, then you LOVE IT.
Football is like an action movie: fun, loud, full of amazing camera angles and shots of absurd physical strength, and it requires less of a commitment to follow.
See, I love both Inglourious Basterds and Die Hard, I’m just in a different mood when I watch them.
The other day I saw a Black Lab/Dachsund mix on the street.
It was so cute I got distracted and almost vomited from shock.
I found this picture via google. It’s not the actual dog I saw. The one I saw was even cuter if you can imagine that. Sweet Jeez, that dog was amazing.
I haven’t seen a pair of ficticious nipples this off-putting since Howard the Duck.
Who needs/wants this?
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OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO SAMMY SOSA?!?!?!?!?!?!
I SAW JAY-Z AND ALICIA KEYES PERFORM “EMPIRE STATE OF MIND” LIVE FOR FREE!!!!!!
HOORAYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!
True Story from a Parade a while back
I was at the Yankees Parade with some friends. We were towards the end of the route, which was cool because it meant all the floats had to stop and sit in front of us as they waited to be turned into the holding area.
We were able to yell to particular players and they would turn and wave and kind of pose for your pictures while they stayed put.
In addition to the Yankees there are extra floats, like random famous New Yorkers and people whose music was used during the season, stuff like that. There are also big floats and double-decker buses filled with staff.
One of those buses was stopped in front of us. My friends and I saw a few kids that were just a few years younger than us up there. There wasn’t anything on the bus letting us know why these people were in the parade. Being the smug NY kids we were we started to wonder aloud what we would have to do to be in the parade.
I yelled up to one of the kids “Hey, why are you in the parade?”
“Huh? Whaddya mean?” he replied.
“Why do you get to be in the parade. Do you know someone. Are you the best little league team in NY or something? Why are you on that bus?”
“Oh,” he replied as he got a little sheepish. “Well, um, Roger Clemens is my dad.”
My friends and I burst into laughter. “Fair enough” I yelled back. “Tell him we say ‘Hi’.”
The kid thought it was funny too and waved at us as the bus started moving again.
More than anything I loved that his response was of mild embarrassment.
The Core Four
“[We have the] greatest fans in the world,I can’t say enough about them. They’ve been here since Day 1. People were always talking about our new stadium, ‘Would it be the same?’ Well, we got the same fans.” — Our Captain Derek Jeter