Enter Sandman, Year 11

Eleven years ago, the Yankees had a pair of Panamain prospects. Newspapers called prospect one “the next Mickey Mantle.” Prospect two, his cousin, was a lanky pitcher who could reach the mid 90s, but was a few years removed from Tommy John surgery.
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Finally the King has returned

For the first time in what seems like forever, I went out for my hour of me.

I’ve been able to walk without assistance for a few days- though I still use crutches for the long hauls, mostly the two blocks from the parking lot to my office. Because of the injury, I had been bringing lunch to work and eating it in my office. That seems to make the day go even slower, because I don’t get a chance to get out.

Today was different. I was able to meet the St. Tommy’s Day crew for our weekly lunch. That, combined with the clear skies and near-70 degree weather put me in a good mood that I haven’t been in in a while.

Now if I can only get rid of this damn boot.

Some other things:

-Even though I didn’t mention it in my weekly 24 commentary, I’m still getting hits from people looking for the First Lady of Cleavage. Keep on visiting weirdos!

-I’m also getting hits from people looking for information on Rivers Cuomo getting married.

-Speaking of Weezer, the Man (Karl) has revised the band’s recording history. The newest page details the making of Make Believe, which was released last year. I think this kind of stuff is fascinating. But that’s just me. But I also really liked Make Believe.

Day-glo maps and the doors of mystery

I don’t know if it’s just me, but the last few weeks of TV (in my world, that’s Lost and 24) haven’t been too good. But this week, it’s a different story.
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Jack has entered “upset” mode

After two lackluster weeks, the show I know as 24 is back.

Random thought during the previouslies: This show would be a lot different if Wayne Brady played the part of Wayne Palmer. If that were the case, I’d want to see Colin Mochrie play the part of Aaron Pierce and Tony Slattery play Jack.

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Oh yeah, I watch this show too!

After what seems like the fifth multi-week hiatus this season, Lost returns!
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The day’s more than half over

To avoid spoiling you, dear reader, I’ll hide my feelings on this week’s 24 ’till after the jump.
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Ask a stupid question (II)

I’ve been back to work a week since my injury.

I still can’t walk without crutches. I’ve learned that whenever people who haven’t seen you on crutches see you, they ask two things:
a) Are you all right?
and
2) What happened?

In the week I’ve been back to work, I’ve answered the second question with the following:
-Fell off a treadmill.
-I was being stupid.
-I could tell you but I’d have to kill you.
-Rescuing orphans from a house fire.
-Damn steel cage match!
-Damn midgets!
-Jack Bauer shot my foot because he thought I was withholding information.

I’m kind of running out of answers to the question. Anyone have any ideas? Best answer gets a box of Pocky!

How can you not want to shoot Barry?

I don’t think it was a bad episode, but I didn’t like tonight’s episode of 24.

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My new footwear

So I went to the orthopedist. And while I won’t need surgery on my ankle, I won’t be able to walk for a few more weeks. I did however, get what M.C. Hammer would call “fresh new kicks.” (Although, I only got one, so it’s a fresh new kick):

The best thing is it has that pump and valve. Just like the sneakers I wanted back in seventh grade.

Funny thing- after seeing the X-Rays, the doctor said it was the oddest break he’d ever seen. I don’t know whether to take that as a compliment or not.

I get to drive again, so I’ll be back at work tomorrow.

In some of my spare time today, I wrote a new article for The Morning Toast on why weezer appeals to nerds. I don’t think they’re a nerd band, but I see the appeal. What do I know?

I didn’t think anybody could be this stupid.

Because of my condition, I’ve spent a lot of time watching television. Caught an episode of the Ray Combs-era Family Feud. The category was “holidays held on a Monday that lead to a three-day weekend.”

This woman’s answer? You got it: Thanksgiving.

Just had to share that.