Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Easter peeps and other abominations


I got inspired to write this one last night, after The Schwizz and But I Want One Now! raided the Easter candy stash that the Flitgirl and I brought back from PA this past weekend. In fact, Sonny got so excited, we had to pack him a doggy bag full of marshmallow peeps to take back to Strong Island. (Apparently he got a little TOO excited, as evidenced by this picture of him taken later that night). With that in mind, what are your top 3 WORST and BEST Easter candies?

WORST:

1. Peeps, peeps, peeps. Dear lord, peeps. No more!
2. Black jelly beans. Inexplicably, everyone who was in my apartment last night loves these but me. How can that be? I've been tossing these in the garbage for over 30 years.
3. Little chocolate bunnies with a dark chocolate truffle center. I've been passing these off to Flitgirl. Too damn rich.

BEST:

1. Cadbury creme eggs, creme eggs, creme eggs! Dear lord, more eggs! Don't stop!
2. These little eggs made of chocolate with krispies (almost like a Krackle! bar in little egg form). Flitgirl made fun of me for thinking they were supposed to be little footballs. ("They're EGGS!")
3. Not sure what they're called, but they're these little unwrapped malted eggs with a semi-hard shell. Those were the first to go once I got my basket.

Merry Easter to all!

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

New Contest


Alright. Enough about the Mets. they have started the season well, and they actually look like they are playing like a team. But it is still early in the season, so we'll see what happens.

Now, onto my trip yesterday. yes, it was a business trip, and I got to go to Patriots Day in Boston and get on the field at Fenway. Although all Boston Fans look inbred, Fenway truly is an awesome stadium.

If you read the papers, then you would know about the walkoff homerun for the Red Sox. they sent me this picture, and I thought it was so clear that you could write a caption for almost every Red Sox player. And how about the argument that ensued in the bottom left corner between the pitcher that gave up the homerun and the Red Sox thrid base coach.

With that, I say, get creative and do your worst Yankee Fans and Red Sox haters.

Schwizz

Hi, McDev! It's Time For Yet Another Mets Post


Well, you knew this was coming. 10-2, best record in the majors, and, by far my favorite stat, the only team in major league HISTORY to build a 5 game lead after 12 games. The '98 Yankees? No, of course we're talking about the M-E-T-S, METSMETSMETS. Yep, it's only April, but how would last year have turned out if the Mets had started 5-0 instead of 0-5?

Actually, the true reason for this post is not to talk about Xavier Nady (is he really this good?), Carlos Delgado (might be the most consistent slugger the Mets have ever had) or Duaner Sanchez (Jae who?). No, it's to post the brand-spanking-new reprehensible Mets team song. I only got through about 5 seconds of this abomination before I had to turn it off. If you get through more than that, god bless you. This makes the 1986 song ("Let's Go Mets, GO!") seem like something off of Abbey Road. Why do teams insist on putting things like this out there? Although I must say, I used to get really hyped up by the "GO NY GO NY GO" song at the Garden back in the early 90's - you know, back when they had a basketball team playing there.

Friday, April 14, 2006

It's All Good Friday!


Not unlike the great Frank Costanza, I have decided to invent a new holiday. Yes, it's "It's All Good Friday." Unlike Festivus, there is no pole or airing of grievances. No, to celebrate It's All Good Friday, all you need is a little beer, a lot of baseball, and maybe a J-Date or two. Hence, The Schwizz, Maybe I Can Help and yours truly will be imbibing at the Back Page around game time. (I dare not say the name of the team we'll be watching -- a certain team with the best record in baseball -- lest I offend MCDevlin's delicate, feminine ears). Be there or be uncool. It's a Festivus MIRACLE!

Friday, April 07, 2006

My Triumphant Return

Wow, It's been over 2 months since I've authored a post. Since then, we've learned that Holzer looks like some American Idol dude + DAG, sausage bread is good in small quantities, anonymous posters annoy us, and Dev has a huge hard-on for Mets fans.

As some of you know, I've been on the road quite a bit. My travels have taken me to Vegas on many occasions for business, weddings, and the occasional binge weekend. Having just returned from a stay at the Wynn, today I come to you bearing the gift of list of my top 6 (five is too few) favorite things about a part of Vegas that is the polar opposite of where I was staying... and highly underrated; Freemont Street.

6- Toothless strippers with scars that may or may not be from bullets

5- $5 frozen blender drinks that (for an extra $2) have a few shots of Everclear in addition to whatever base alcohol is involved in the drink

4- Old school dealers with greased back hair and perfectly manicured moustaches telling you dirty jokes while you play $3 blackjack

3- $3 craps with 10x odds

2- The bad-ass muthah fuckin' feeling you get while gambling with people that are stuck in some tripped out version of the movie Casino; all the while knowing that they have probably broken someone's legs at some point in their lives.

1- The no-limit poker table at Binion's... sure it's lost some of it's appeal since it was bought by Harrah's, but it still is the poker Holy Land.



I'll be back out there again in 2 weeks for work... and then, against my better judgement, possibly again in August

Oh, by the way, according to the sports book at the Wynn, the over /under for Mets wins this year is 91... The same for the Yanks is 100. Just an FYI for those looking to make some bets.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Painful Wednesday


Yikes, not a good night for the good guys out at Shea. On the positive side of the ledger, Bannister was quite impressive until his gopher ball to Johnson, and A-Hern's catch in the 8th was among the best plays I've ever seen by a second baseman not named Jose Lind. Wagner's 9th, while highly upsetting, doesn't disturb me too much - it's gonna happen from time to time when you've got a power pitcher on the hill. I doubt it's going to be a pattern with a proven closer like him. No, the most aggravating things about the game were (1) Beltran's pathetic at bat in the first inning - could he look more clueless at the plate?; and (2) the fact that Jorge Julio is a pathetic piece of crap who makes Mel Rojas look like Goose Gossage. I was ok with trading Anna Benson, but for Christ's sake, that's all we could get? Let the Schwizz pitch in the 10th and you'll get a better result.

And if this "Enter Sandman" story doesn't die soon, I'm gonna go ballistic. Four days now. I blame those two idiots on WFAN for blowing this non-story up to epic proportions on Monday afternoon (of course, maybe I'm the idiot for listening to them every day at work- but WFAN during the baseball season is like crack to me). It's a SONG. Who gives a %^@#@. No one is saying that Wagner is as good as Mo. Period.

Finally, you may be asking yourself why I have a picture of The Big Hurt teeing off on Kyle Farnsworth last night when this whole post was about the Mets/Nats game. Screw you, it's my post.

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Mildly Interesting Celebrity Sightings


So I got home from work about 9:30 pm last night, only to find those movie trailer trucks parked up and down Second Avenue. My doorman tells me they're shooting something called "Train Wreck," and sure enough, I can pretty much see the whole thing from my terrace. So, The Flitgirl and I broke out my ancient Bar Mitzvah-present binoculars, and we spot a scruffy Seann William Scott and a surprisingly non-portly Jeff Garlin (from Curb Your Enthusiam) milling about with the extras in front of The Comic Strip Live. Then we get to watch from above as they shoot some scenes, including one scene where a rather, um, not-unattractive female (remember, Flittie is reading this) struts into the bar from the sidewalk. Pretty neat stuff. There's barely any info on IMDB for this one yet, but based on what we saw, I'm not exactly expecting Schindler's List.

On another note, tell me this hasn't been classic A-Fraud in the first two games of the season. Goes off, including a grand slam, in a 15-2 blowout, and then leaves everybody and their mother stranded on base in a tight 4-3 loss. Love it, love it, love it.

Monday, April 03, 2006

It's Great...To Be....A Florida Fan....


One last shout-out to Brother Bookie: Best of luck tonight! The good news is that now I can really root for the Gators. I must confess I got swept up in the Cinderella angle, and was sort of pulling for Mason on Saturday (don't hate me). But now that they're out of the way, I hope you pound that idiot Bill Walton's squad into oblivion. For luck, here's one more picture of your boy.