Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Say Goodbye To Big Beautiful Flat Screen TV? Say It Isn't So!

I just wanted to be like Jeff Heniger and when "my" team goes to the World Series I get to buy a new gigantesaurous flat screen TV. Is that to much to ask?

The Dodgers were in the lead in the 8th inning. That is suppose to be in the bag!!!!!! How could the Dodgers give up another late inning lead? They should be ahead 3-1, not the Philo-doughboys. Okay, I feel better after a little online ranting.

On a good note, Shelley and I went to Tokyo Lobby and tried the cherry blossom roll (salmon on the inside, tuna on the outside, and all in a flower shaped design with red roe on top) and I found a new frozen yogurt shop today called Ambrosia that had really good pistachio yogurt.

Oh, and even better, I just received my new corporate AMEX card. Its been a while since I have had the ole law firm credit card. It feels familiar, relaxing. Good. Calm.

I mean the Dodgers can come back from a 3-1 deficit, right? Right?!!!!

It's okay, I am going to find my happy place. It is time to go back to reviewing the new law that cuts back executive's pay if they recieve federal bailout relief for their company. Talk about somebody who really has problems. Time to draft a few more plan amendments, read some more tax regulations . . . maybe even draft a memorandum in my beautiful, peaceful, sunny office. Hmmmmmmm. Hmmmmmmm. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Thank you Boston! Thank you Cub's curse!

I am seriously thinking about purchasing a Manny Ramirez Dodger jersey. In fact, my new favorite number may be 99. A red 99 on the front of a Dodger's jersey is, well, -- beautiful!


I remember seeing Manny in a Dodger uniform for the first time. I was traveling for a job interview, and I had been so busy chasing contacts and catching up on changes in employee benefits law that I had not even noticed that he was traded -- and BAM! -- I look up at a television screen at an airport restaurant and I see Manny hit a home run -- and he is wearing a Dodger's uniform -- and he is jogging around the bases in a Dodger's uniform -- and I squint my eyes closed and open them again because how could it be true -- but it is -- Manny is now receiving high-fives from other Dodgers and he is still in a Dodger uniform and its, well -- beautiful.


The Dodger's have had their share of good hitters before, but nobody like Manny Ramirez. Usually, this caliber of hitter is wearing pinstripes and when they come up to bat I feel knots in my stomach and tightness in my neck (I think sometimes I would even say little prays for pot-bellied Fernando Venezuela to strike the evil pinstriped monster out).


I can't wait to go home and watch Manny tonight. The Cubs truly are cursed. It is the only way I can explain that Manny is in a Dodger uniform. He is there to beat the Cubs.


And while watching Manny work a pitch count is truly fine art, I do find myself saying little prayers in the back of my head again. Please, please, please baseball gods, do not let the New York Yankees make him into an evil pinstriped monster next year.


Manny deserves a some more fun in the sun in Chavez Ravine (aka Dodger Stadium).