The Cleveland Scenario
Ok, yeah. I forgot (thanks Steve) to mention that the Tigers are 4.5 games back of Cleveland, but that they have a viable chance to sweep them. If that does indeed happen, the Tigers will only be 1.5 games back of the Tribe, and the Indians are MUCH more fallable than the Yankees…at least at this point. There will only be 9 games left at that point, but I’ll take 1.5 over 4.5 any day....
2.5 Games...How Many is That, Really?
I’m writing this now basically for my own benefit. Anyone who reads my blog…ever…knows that I like to riff on the Detroit Tigers, seeing as I watch every game and notice a lot of things. Things I like to make note of for my future self to look back on. The Tigers are 2.5 games back of the Yankees in the Wild Card. At this point in the season, there are 12 games left. In two...
TALKING TO COMPUTERS IS A WASTE OF TIME
George: Are you male or female?
Me: Male, how about you?
George: I'm fine too.
Me: Are you male?
George: Of course not. I already told you I'm a girl.
Me: You don't look like a girl.
George: Well I am!
Me: That's creepy.
George: You're creepy.
Me: Your mom is creepy.
George: That's yours.
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I wonder what Art got?
Pretentious Yankee Crapola →
I just wanted to give whoever’s out there an example of pretentious sportswriting, in this case having to do with the Yankees. Baseball, while emotional, is not a magical mystical wonderland. Thanks, Bryan Hoch.
Is novel-writing conducive to girl-getting? We’ll see. This November I’m going to write ANOTHER crappy novel. The only real reason I’m doing this is because. Well. Because Jamie Ford got his book published. And I’m jealous. And I feel like I’m running out of time. (I’m 20.) What a dumb way to feel. (via Cartoon Violence)