the way i enjoy baseball isn't that unusual in the age of short attention spans i guess, but i rarely think about a game as a holistic nine innings. i love the individual moments, like wow! vientos got a grand slam, or awww! i get to hear "my girl" again as lindor comes up. even something like, great job! you struck out ohtani, i'm into that. it's why it never bothered me whether the mets won or lost. (there's probably someone out there calling it a "coping strategy").
all of my favourite parts about baseball that tie these moments together, like warm days at the ballpark or GKR on the call, are not available right now. the commentators on fox are, to be generous, jackasses, it's october in new york so it's getting cold, and the ballpark isn't the relaxed experience of the regular season. even my husband, the more traditional sports fan, gets visibly (albeit temporarily) upset when things go awry.
but there's still hope in the city. i talked to some strangers mets fans on the subway yesterday, something that really only happens when the vibes are good. and while the coverage depicts hoards of folks leaving citi field early, i see my husband, my friends and neighbours who are there staying until the very end, because that's what it means to show support.
the mets aren't dead yet and i will not quit on them. i didn't quit at those games i was at when they were 0 - 5, and i won't quit now.
(i will listen to the radio coverage again tonight though because i just can not with fox anymore, i think i'd hate baseball if that was how it was all the time.)
every king gizzard album is like "what if there was a concept" and every harry nilsson album is like "i miss my dad and ill pull from the great american songbook about it" and every portugal the man album is like "lets do so much fucking acid" and every procol harum album is like "the wizard man is up to some bullshit again" and every frank zappa album is like "arent sex jokes really funny *guitar solo*" and every electric light orchestra album is like "blue rain woman looked out my window" and every kinks album is like "what if there was a concept and it was the seventies" and every supertramp album is like "i dont like the establishment very much but i do like a fine woman" and every pink floyd album is like "i dont like the establishment very much and lets do so much fucking acid" and every jethro tull album is like "your folksy uncle has an important lesson for us" and every clutch album is like "your southern uncle is hungry for guitar riffs" and every styx album is like "lets rock and roll all night" and every uncle acid and the deadbeats album is like "evil knife man is coming to get youuuuu" and every thee oh sees album is like "heres my evil genius whiteboy plan to take over the world musicstyle" and every steely dan album is like "heres some guys" and every muse album is like "have you guys heard of this establishment thing? it kinda sucks" and every goat album is like "ceremony of the blood temple woman's funky dance moves" and every billy joel album is like "hey im walkin he-ah!" and every black angels album is like "im so fucking excited for the vietnam war"
the thing about autism is it makes speech feel like ice skating in winter boots. autism will make your mouth feel like its barely gaining traction as you slip over enunciations and slur your words together and then youre going too fast by far and you crash into the wall
A guy in an entomology group I'm in got a confirmed brown recluse bite because he felt something tickle his neck and brushed it off, accidentally mashing the spider against his skin. This is how almost all recluse bites happen since they're very very unaggressive. Anyway the bite was just a small nasty spot that cleared up on its own, but his hands and feet swelled up really bad. Then when the swelling went back down, all his calluses were loose and just fell right off leaving his hands and feet like brand new???????????
do you ever look at an elderly person and see the wrinkles on their face and realize they’ve survived every hardship life has thrown at them. it is such a triumph to grow old.
tragedy that i haven't seen anyone post this clip from the latest make some noise
learned how to use blenders film making tools
anyone else notice inchworms are lowkey whimsical
the beatles invented sex the rolling stones figured out you could do it with women
i can't fucking shut up about the man that people are starting to call "The Claims Adjuster" because he not only shot that evil fucker but:
wrote deny defend depose on the bullets in sharpie
deliberately left behind a backpack in central park full of fucking monopoly money
and the cherry on top (so far) is that he potentially used a gun that was designed for veterinarians to put down sick animals
its art, its amazing, this is the best thing thats happened in like 10 years and he is my hero. Everything has felt so bleak and this is like a ray of light shining through the dark clouds into my soul
may they never catch him, and may we never find out who he was
Italy...