Blast from the Past: Joe Morgan

With Opening Day just around the corner, I thought it’d be a good time for a re-post of last year’s Joe Morgan quote.  Way to go, Joe.
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I was watching the Yankee’s Opening Day game while waiting for the cable guy to come fix my internet, and I heard the following exchange:

(reviewing a graphic of the money teams spent on Free Agents last off-season; the Yankees spent $441 million on three guys)

VP Joe Biden: Joe, you ever see those numbers and just think…?

Joe Morgan: It’s funny, but no, I really don’t. I came up and was able to play against Willie Mays & Mickey Mantle, and that was all I ever wanted as a kid.

Now, I’m not foolish, everyone likes money, but personally, I’m giving a thumbs-up to Joe Morgan.
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And that, ladies & gents, is why Joe Morgan is in the Hall of Fame and McGwire shouldn’t even be sold a ticket to walk into the building.

Five Things: Blast from the Past – Songs

Here’s an old blog from two years ago.

At this point, I’d been wrestling with the possibilty of single-fatherhood, was hating my living situation, had seriously let down my brother, and had intentionally isolated myself from the woman who would later let me come to my senses and spend the last 19 months with her.

Wonder how much I have changed and how much it’s just that my environment/viewpoint has changed….

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Posted: Leap Day, 2/29

I’ve just been rocking out a lot lately, so I thought I’d share some. Here below are my favorite lines from the first five songs in my playlist.

Rest My Chemistry by Interpol

“And I’ve made stairways/ such scenes for things to regret/ oh, those days in the sun/ they bring a tear to my eye/”

While My Guitar Gently Weeps by The Beatles

“With every mistake we must surely be learning/ still my guitar gently weeps/”

Martyr for My Love for You by The White Stripes

“And I bet we could build a home/ but I know the right things for me to do is to leave you alone/”

Tear You Apart by She Wants Revenge

“It’s only a crush, it’ll go away/ it’s just like the others, it’ll go away/ or maybe this is danger and he just don’t know/ you pray it all away but it continues to grow/”

I Saw Her Standing There by The Beatles

“Well she/ looked at me/ and I could see/ that before too long/ I’d fall in love with her/” While often times my fews on the viability of love and it’s further institutions can easily be contrued as “cynical” or “anti-”, I think the songs above illustrate that even when we tell ourselves we are stepping back and resolving our own demons, we cannot help but encounter unknown possibilities. Maybe there is truth to the old maxim “it’ll come along as soon as you stop looking for it”. Or perhaps it’s just obsession. Certainly we all know people who are addicted to one behaviour or another. I’d hate to think of someone as “my new drug”, but in hind-sight, I think we can all easily call to mind at least one person from our pasts who would fit that describtion. Sometimes a fling is just a fling, but sometimes a fling is a fucking harsh life lesson. In fact, I will venture the following hypothestis; it is easier to stand tall and firm in the snarling face of adversity than in the comforting warmth of awful embrace.
When it’s all said and done, I wonder who will think of me as their “Best Mistake”.
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By the way, the rest of the songs follow a vague narrative arc. I don’t think this applies to any one person so much as the natural cycle of my own love-life.
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Then again, it could all be “true love” and I haven’t realized it yet…..

Blast from the Past: I Still Can't Fight It

Today I’d say my love for coffee is stronger than it’s ever been.  Even on days when I don’t need or want any stimulants, I still love coffee. Now that Lola Cafe is literally a three minute walk from my living room, I’m sure this is a love affair that will continue until one of us can’t stand the other one.  Even then, it will probably be coffee that breaks up with ME.

P.S.:  I still want this on a T-Shirt. Or a headband, karate-kid style.

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From 8/28/08

One day, decades from now, I imagine I’ll be sitting around, telling stories to my grandkids about how we all used to queue up in lines in this little storefronts to by 20 ounces of caffeine and sugar and cream for $7 a pop. The kid will think these tales are outlandish because by then caffeine will be illegal and Starbucks will be thought of as a millennium version of the crack-house or opium den. I also think by then coke will be legal again and it’ll all make no sense..

Blast from the Past: Gnarls

Really, who doesn’t love Gnarls Barkley? 

Admittedly, this video is a little weird, that’s why I’m posting it on a Saturday.

Gotta say, I still really dig the message. I’m sure that whether I admit it or not, I’m probably still doing the same thing.
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From 8/26/08:

Just watched this video for Gnarls Barkley (aka the best shit you can’t classify)
The concept is a little slow to get going but the truth makes up for any lackluster starts.
Check it out here