Punched in the gut

My car radio got swiped last night. Well, not the entire stereo so much, just the removable face plate. What the jerko who stole the face plate is going to do with it, I have no idea. But at least it caused me pain and suffering. It really makes you feel like crap, something like that happening. I was looking at people suspiciously all night, wondering if they had done it. It makes you feel violated, unsafe. It was my fault, I left the front door unlocked. I guess my assumption that I lived in a safe neighborhood need to be re-thought. Now everywhere I drive, it's just silent. And it's killing me! If I end up driving to Oberlin for Commencement/Reunion in May, I'm going to have to make other arrangements. Anyone have any idea what a face plate will cost me?

Band names are a hoot

I admit, I have been in some bands with pretty priceless names...

-First, there was Nude. Picture the concert poster: "Tonight, three guys: Nude!"

-Next came Iguanna. The reason for that was less clear. What was also unclear was whether the band name (and the animal) is spelled with one n or two.

-Then came college, and more sophisticated band names. Hence, Special in Other Ways. And if you ever heard us play, we certainly were. Other potential names we kicked around: Ye Olde Bande and Light Rain Ends (possibly a play on the highway sign "Right Lane Ends").

In light of these reminiscences, kindly find your way to the Warped Tour website and take note of some of the band names. At least three refer to bleeding, one refers to getting herpes in gym class, and one is the good old Offspring, still crazy after all these years.

Virtual waiting room -- Update

And to update on the pursuit on Sox-Cards tickets, I myself never got out of the VWR (virtual waiting room). I was stuck in there interminably, listening to the virtual soft rock and admiring the virtual tacky furniture. However, my friend Patrick was able to get out of the VWR and into the VBO (virtual box office) -- twice! He bought the tickets for the game that he was assigned to get, got back in the VWR, and then got the tickets for the game I was supposed to get. He must know someone on the inside. He's got all sorts of virtual connections.

Par-teee down

One of the perks of not having a real job is that little thing called "spring break," which has always caught me off guard since I've been in grad school. Last year, it came and went and I did nothing about it. My spring break destination this year: Rochester, NY, from tomorrow until next Monday, where the average during that time will be about 17 degrees. I plan to yell "SPRING BREAK!!! WOOOOO!!!!" as many times as Kia's parents will let me without kicking me out of their house.

So who is the U2 of sports?

Another good column from Bill Simmons, Boston sports fan extraordinaire. He always manages to capture exactly what I'm feeling or thinking, except in a funnier/more eloquent manner. Here he tackles the thought-provoking band/athelete comparisons.

Less like bread

Which is less like bread: San Francisco or a muffin?

Just.....just go here.

Dedication

The Boys from Boston are playing the Cardinals of Saint Louis for a three-game series June 6-8. I'd like to get my hands on tickets for at least one of those games. As a result, here I sit, at 8:12AM on a Saturday morning, in the "virtual waitingroom" of the Cardinals box office. Oh yes, even "virtual box offices" have "virtual waitingrooms," complete with "virtual copies of People magazine from October 2002," I would imagine.

So now my time is being divided up into little 30-second chunks of anticipation, followed closely by crushing defeat, only to be renewed with hope 30 seconds later. I'm committed....or rather, I should BE committed....

The event you have requested is experiencing very high demand. As a result, all requests for seats cannot be served simultaneously. Please be patient, and your browser will be refreshed in When we refresh your browser, we will determine your status in the waiting room and if appropriate give you an opportunity to request seats.

During high demand periods such as now, the ticketing system must fulfill requests from multiple sales channels (e.g., boxoffice, call centers) as well as the Internet. This spike in traffic means that all consumers must be patient and wait for their opportunity to purchase tickets.

Thank you!

I like garlic, too, but....

These "-sters" are getting out of hand....

Friendster, ok. Good.
Petster. Well, alright.
Catster.
Dogster.

And now this.

http://garlicster.blogspot.com/