Finally

'Nuff said.

I promise I will start posting about things other than the Red Sox now. Had to be done.

Beantown

Excellent trip home.

Sox won twice.

Pats won.

Slept late. Watched the games with my fam. Got 300 more songs on the iPOD from my brother, a recent addition to the ranks of the iPOD. Now I'm cool because I have a Wyclef album. Other noteworthy additions include Tony Rice, who is friggin' nuts on the guitar, and Tenacious D.

Oh, and I... paid for all of these songs....

Anyhoo, back in DC workin' it. Anyone want to buy a house?

Amazing.

After game 3:

After game 7:




Amazing.
That's the only word. Now, I know that I haven't been a die-hard Red Sox fan for all that long. Sure I grew up going to Fenway, but it's been maybe 7 years since I have lived and died by the Sox. That being said, I am still just kind of stunned by the amazing ALCS. I didn't know what to do when they won. Bill Simmons (writer for ESPN and die-hard Red Sox fan) says:

"So what happens now? Where do I go from here? Should I throw myself into politics? Backpack across Europe? Take up gourmet cooking? Learn how to fly airplanes?"

That's kind of how I feel. Calling my Boston friends and my dad (perhaps the longest suffering Sox fan I know... a fan since the Braves left town and, after a brief period of confusion in which he looked to the Yankees, swore allegiance to the Sox) helped me to understand just how big it really is! I know there is still much to do in the World Series, but I am just so happy for Boston. And for the Sox, who seem like genuinely good guys. Couldn't have happened to a better team. Friday I am off to Boston to celebrate with my family and my city. It's gonna be great.

Sorry!

Like Pedro, I'm ashamed. Not for losing game 2, but for neglecting all of you, my faithful blog readers (you exist, right?).

I have been caught up with many things. Some highlights:

The Red Sox are losing to the Yankees.

I'm really trying to keep hope alive. But it seems like the Red Sox consistently choke in the post season, while the Yankees seem only to get better. I will, of course, watch until the bitter (or joyous) end. But I'm not going to be as bright-eyed and cheerful as I once was.

I bought a new desk from IKEA and dropped in on my toe. (It's like the one pictured, but straight, not a corner desk)
It's kind of too big for my room, but it's so new and exciting. And it has enough space to hold my books, CD's, DVD's and pictures. I really like it! And thanks to Connie for helping with it's procurement and assembly!
As for the toe part... I am dumb. On the plus side, a nice doctor at the Sibley Hospital ER burned a hole in my toenail, which now feels much better.

Contemplating breast implants
Ok, I'm not contemplating them. I just liked this story. Shanghai is famous for it's extraordinarily tall and beautiful women, and now apparently large-chested men.

Savage Vocabulary

If you are looking for an advice column for sexually deviant people with a less than sympathetic columnist, you should read Savage Love. This week was especially entertaining to me because Dan Savage tries (clumsily) to revive some nearly-dead bizarre words. See if you can pick them out!

P.S. I like to think that I'm pretty hip to the lingo these days, but what in the hell does GGG stand for?