Thursday, October 08, 2009
I have to the realization that....
if you strap a guitar on to a guy, they almost instantaneouly become HOT. No, really.
Friday, September 11, 2009
9/11
I don't get it. Maybe it's because I am not a parent, but I've thought it was odd in the 6 years I've been here that there is no mention of 9/11. No moment of silence. Nothing. Today I discovered it's because no one knows about it. Parents aren't telling kids and we're not teaching it.
I once worked in a district that on every anniversary had a moment of silence. Here, nothing.
When should we teach children, not about terrorism but heroes? Those who gave their life to help others. When should we teach them about not being afraid, but about how this country pulled together in the days and weeks following the attack? When is it appropriate?
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Excited-ish
Okay so I am moving. This is causing manic/depressive tendencies in me. I am excited to have a cute apartment. I am excited to have a bigger kitchen and walk in pantry. But it's Lansingburgh.... hmmmm....
Packing sucks.
Packing sucks.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
New Kids on the Block
I never thought it would happen.... 20 years after my first NKOTB show, I attended another. RPI Field House, 9th Grade. Went with Mandy Scott. I had to work the show @ SPAC, so I figured I'd pop in on the lawn, hear a couple songs and head home... but with inside comps... Section 3 Row M... I dragged Nicole with me. I had so much fun!
Monday, May 11, 2009
Been a while....
I need to do this more often.
There are many things I need to do more often. Like laundry.
Where shall we begin? Okay, baseball. Manny's 50 game suspension. Really? LOL At least he's taking it like a man, or at least Manny.
Still hate A-rod. Can't believe he got a 3 run homer in his first pitch back.
May have a new favorite Jason.
Love that the Sox have swept all 5 games against the Yankees so far. If only they could beat the Rays once in a while. Thought I was going to have to kick Paplebon's ass last night. Made it a little too interesting for my liking.
What else? Work is work. Almost over. Just have to turn in my APPR by Friday and I am good to go. Started my summer job already. Interesting w/ a new manager. Weak line up this year as far as I am concerned.
Going to Disney June 26th w/ my sisters, brother-in-law and 13 yr old nephew.
Caught up with an old friend from grade school the other night. It was fun. Got to show off my baseball geekiness.
There are many things I need to do more often. Like laundry.
Where shall we begin? Okay, baseball. Manny's 50 game suspension. Really? LOL At least he's taking it like a man, or at least Manny.
Still hate A-rod. Can't believe he got a 3 run homer in his first pitch back.
May have a new favorite Jason.
Love that the Sox have swept all 5 games against the Yankees so far. If only they could beat the Rays once in a while. Thought I was going to have to kick Paplebon's ass last night. Made it a little too interesting for my liking.
What else? Work is work. Almost over. Just have to turn in my APPR by Friday and I am good to go. Started my summer job already. Interesting w/ a new manager. Weak line up this year as far as I am concerned.
Going to Disney June 26th w/ my sisters, brother-in-law and 13 yr old nephew.
Caught up with an old friend from grade school the other night. It was fun. Got to show off my baseball geekiness.
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Vindicated
I cannot tell you how happy I am that I have been right all along. What's this? A-Rod tested positive for steroids back in 2003???? The year he was MVP and HR leader? No way, you can't be serious! (sense the sarcasm here??)
Let's stick a little * there, shall we?
I have never liked him and he is the reason (plus Randy Johnson & Brian Cashman) that I am no longer the Yankee fan I once was.
On happier notes, Jeff Kent is no longer playing and Tek was signed and passed his physical. I don't care if he hits .001 all season. He is the heart and soul of the Sox.
Okay, hopping off soapbox now!
Let's stick a little * there, shall we?
I have never liked him and he is the reason (plus Randy Johnson & Brian Cashman) that I am no longer the Yankee fan I once was.
On happier notes, Jeff Kent is no longer playing and Tek was signed and passed his physical. I don't care if he hits .001 all season. He is the heart and soul of the Sox.
Okay, hopping off soapbox now!
Twilight
If you haven't yet, run to the nearest bookstore and buy the Twilight series. It is addicting and just a great story. Book 2, wasn't my favorite but it was emotional. Book 3 was my favorite and Book 4 was a love/hate thing. I didn't want it to end but wanted to know how it ended. It is the first book in a long time that has excited me. Probably since Harry Potter. I'll probably re-read it this summer while working @ SPAC. Read it people, read it!
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Grinches
Tree honoring dead boys stolen from school
Blue spruce tree was planted in memory of two brothers who died in fire
By KENNETH C. CROWE II, Staff writer Last updated: 1:23 p.m., Wednesday, December 3, 2008
TROY -- Someone cut down and stole a 9-foot-tall blue spruce tree from Public School 14 planted in memory of two young brothers who died in a fire at their mother's home in Pittstown eight years ago. "It's part of school. I was heartbroken,'' said first-grade teacher Beth Behan, who discovered the freshly cut stump outside her classroom on Wednesday morning.
Behan knew the fire victims: 7-year-old David Trudell and his brother, Jacob, 6.
"I had David in my class," Behan recalled. "He was a sweet little boy.''
Her students were dismayed by the destruction of the memorial tree, which they observed daily, studying the birds and squirrels it attracted.
Behan said the class had planned to put seed bells in the tree to feed the birds.
Principal Karen Cloutier said the school at 1700 Tibbits Ave. would raise funds to replace the tree and install a plaque to honor the two Trudell brothers.
City police are investigating the crime.
Blue spruce tree was planted in memory of two brothers who died in fire
By KENNETH C. CROWE II, Staff writer Last updated: 1:23 p.m., Wednesday, December 3, 2008
TROY -- Someone cut down and stole a 9-foot-tall blue spruce tree from Public School 14 planted in memory of two young brothers who died in a fire at their mother's home in Pittstown eight years ago. "It's part of school. I was heartbroken,'' said first-grade teacher Beth Behan, who discovered the freshly cut stump outside her classroom on Wednesday morning.
Behan knew the fire victims: 7-year-old David Trudell and his brother, Jacob, 6.
"I had David in my class," Behan recalled. "He was a sweet little boy.''
Her students were dismayed by the destruction of the memorial tree, which they observed daily, studying the birds and squirrels it attracted.
Behan said the class had planned to put seed bells in the tree to feed the birds.
Principal Karen Cloutier said the school at 1700 Tibbits Ave. would raise funds to replace the tree and install a plaque to honor the two Trudell brothers.
City police are investigating the crime.
Two Brothers
I wrote this after the boys died. We planted and dedicated two trees, one slightly bigger than the other, not long after one was cut down as a fraternity prank. The police followed the footprints in the snow. I'm not sure if I wrote this before or after the first one was cut down, but I think I wrote it while I was in grad school (I left for school a month after they were killed) because it has comments from a teacher on it, so I must have submitted it for something. I also have an oil-crayon (cray-pod) sketch of a two trees in front of a school. Never said I was an artist.
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For David and Jake:
Two brother evergreen trees stood together one fall afternoon.
The smaller one looked up at the bigger one and asked, “Why are you bigger than me?”
The taller tree replied, “I am taller so I can always watch over you. After all, I am your big brother.”
The next day the sun rose and the smaller tree looked around. He said, “So many trees have beautiful leaves that change color in the fall. Why do we have these prickly needles?”
His brother patiently answered, “We have needles and not leaves because we are special. We are Evergreens. We are always green, even in winter when all the other trees turn bare. We will always be full of life and color.”
The following afternoon, the small tree heard children laughing and playing. Wishing he could play too, he asked, “Why can’t we laugh and play like other little boys?”
The taller tree smiled and said, “We have a more important job. We must give branches for climbing and shade for sitting in on a hot day. We give needles and cones to make gifts with. We may not run and play, but we are important. We provide a place for children to run to and learn about.”
The littler tree thought about this. He felt the warm sun on his branches and listened to the children who came everyday to visit. It was good to be a tree.
Then he thought of something.
“But what if they cut me down?” he asked sadly.
“Then they will have to cut me down too, for brothers have to stay together. But that will not happen for a hundred years. We still have much growing to do as all brothers do.”
The little tree liked that answer. It was good to be a tree, but it was even better to be a little brother.
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For David and Jake:
Two brother evergreen trees stood together one fall afternoon.
The smaller one looked up at the bigger one and asked, “Why are you bigger than me?”
The taller tree replied, “I am taller so I can always watch over you. After all, I am your big brother.”
The next day the sun rose and the smaller tree looked around. He said, “So many trees have beautiful leaves that change color in the fall. Why do we have these prickly needles?”
His brother patiently answered, “We have needles and not leaves because we are special. We are Evergreens. We are always green, even in winter when all the other trees turn bare. We will always be full of life and color.”
The following afternoon, the small tree heard children laughing and playing. Wishing he could play too, he asked, “Why can’t we laugh and play like other little boys?”
The taller tree smiled and said, “We have a more important job. We must give branches for climbing and shade for sitting in on a hot day. We give needles and cones to make gifts with. We may not run and play, but we are important. We provide a place for children to run to and learn about.”
The littler tree thought about this. He felt the warm sun on his branches and listened to the children who came everyday to visit. It was good to be a tree.
Then he thought of something.
“But what if they cut me down?” he asked sadly.
“Then they will have to cut me down too, for brothers have to stay together. But that will not happen for a hundred years. We still have much growing to do as all brothers do.”
The little tree liked that answer. It was good to be a tree, but it was even better to be a little brother.
Monday, October 06, 2008
Random Haze
So, as usual for October, I stayed up WAY too late last night watching the Red Sox lose in 12 innings. I got to the point where I didn't care who won, I just wanted it to end but I refused to go to bed.
Anyway... as I sit here, taking a break from the massive MONTH-LONG cleaning of my apartment, I was thinking:
One word I can NEVER spell correctly: vacuum - 2 c's? 2 u's?
I HATE Ozzie Guinnen (sp?)
Fall is not the same now that the tree has been trimmed
The Rays took the Devil out of their name and now look at them!
I turned 33 1/2 the other day.
I am getting too old to have a crush.
I am trying to be more organized and follow through on things.
I HATE the Parting Glass now. But I still miss Hair of the Dog.
Fifteen years after high school, I still have the same two best friends. And I love them and I miss them. And even though we all live completely different lives, our history binds us forever.
I wonder if everytime we make a new friend we lose an old one.
I went to a wedding a while back and for the first time ever in my life, I danced with wild abandon. Well, not quite, but I wasn't self-conscious. I was enjoying the moment and every picture of me from that ngith shows a genuine smile. That is rare.
I want to take ballroom dancing lessons.
I guess that's it for now. Must continue the cleaning efforts before the Red Sox game. I hope they clinch tonight. I need sleep! :-)
Anyway... as I sit here, taking a break from the massive MONTH-LONG cleaning of my apartment, I was thinking:
One word I can NEVER spell correctly: vacuum - 2 c's? 2 u's?
I HATE Ozzie Guinnen (sp?)
Fall is not the same now that the tree has been trimmed
The Rays took the Devil out of their name and now look at them!
I turned 33 1/2 the other day.
I am getting too old to have a crush.
I am trying to be more organized and follow through on things.
I HATE the Parting Glass now. But I still miss Hair of the Dog.
Fifteen years after high school, I still have the same two best friends. And I love them and I miss them. And even though we all live completely different lives, our history binds us forever.
I wonder if everytime we make a new friend we lose an old one.
I went to a wedding a while back and for the first time ever in my life, I danced with wild abandon. Well, not quite, but I wasn't self-conscious. I was enjoying the moment and every picture of me from that ngith shows a genuine smile. That is rare.
I want to take ballroom dancing lessons.
I guess that's it for now. Must continue the cleaning efforts before the Red Sox game. I hope they clinch tonight. I need sleep! :-)
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Sooooo sleepy...
I could sleep for a week but there is so much to do, like work tomorrow, clean like a mad person on Saturday and scrapbook w/ Melissa on Sunday. And I have three DVDs to review. And I thought life would slow down when SPAC ended. Ha!
Monday, September 22, 2008
Adios
It actually is amazing to me how much of my soul is still a Yankee fan. Despite the Red Sox flag in my office, the Varitek poster over my desk, part of my heart will always belong in Yankee Stadium.
I'll admit, I don't like change. I spent the first 17 years of my life a Mets fan, untill the day they traded David Cone to Toronto. By then, I had already acquired a healthy respect for the Yankees and as they added remarkable players in the years that followed (O'Neill, Bernie, Tino, Girardi) I was 100% a Yankees fan the day my father picked me up from my job as an electronics dept. clerk @ Bradlees and told me they'd signed David Cone. Nothing could ever make me happier.
I was away at college the first time they went to the play offs in 1995. I wore my Yankees cap every moment I couldn't be watching the games on TV. I cried with Cone when he gave up the walk that basically eliminated them.
But as David Wells pointed out last night and I've never agreed with him more. His favorite team was 98 if I remember correctly. They were a team of 25 guys who went to dinner and hung out and enjoyed being together. It shows in what they were able to accomplish. But the key is THEY WERE A TEAM. Not 25 prima donnas. They worked hard, they respected their manager and each other.
I'm sure fans of the Babe or Mantle have never found the same caliber of players to replace their idol. That's where I am. I still pledge my allegience to Jeter and Pettite and especially Rivera and Posada who once upon a time drove me insane. Jorge was affectionately known as dumbass for his inability to remember how to run the bases and his lack off effort when it came to BLOCKING the plate. Now they are 2 of my all time favorites.
No matter who the revolving door of a bench held, the core guys remained the same. It had to be difficult for Tino to replace Mattingly, but seeing as Mattingly played at a time when I loathed the Yanks as a Mets fan, I had no allegience to him. And as far as Giambi, I was threatened with a beer bottle smashed in my face when I calmly explained that the Yanks had no real need for him. I still believe it, although Nick Johnson who was supposed to replace Tino didn't appear to live up to the hype. But then neither did "The Toad," Kevin Brown or Carl Pavano.
I am sure as this season winds down I will have even more insights in the Yankees, the stadium and my strong attatchment to baseball and its players. but right now, that will have to wait.
"And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out..."
--- "Falling Slowly"
I'll admit, I don't like change. I spent the first 17 years of my life a Mets fan, untill the day they traded David Cone to Toronto. By then, I had already acquired a healthy respect for the Yankees and as they added remarkable players in the years that followed (O'Neill, Bernie, Tino, Girardi) I was 100% a Yankees fan the day my father picked me up from my job as an electronics dept. clerk @ Bradlees and told me they'd signed David Cone. Nothing could ever make me happier.
I was away at college the first time they went to the play offs in 1995. I wore my Yankees cap every moment I couldn't be watching the games on TV. I cried with Cone when he gave up the walk that basically eliminated them.
But as David Wells pointed out last night and I've never agreed with him more. His favorite team was 98 if I remember correctly. They were a team of 25 guys who went to dinner and hung out and enjoyed being together. It shows in what they were able to accomplish. But the key is THEY WERE A TEAM. Not 25 prima donnas. They worked hard, they respected their manager and each other.
I'm sure fans of the Babe or Mantle have never found the same caliber of players to replace their idol. That's where I am. I still pledge my allegience to Jeter and Pettite and especially Rivera and Posada who once upon a time drove me insane. Jorge was affectionately known as dumbass for his inability to remember how to run the bases and his lack off effort when it came to BLOCKING the plate. Now they are 2 of my all time favorites.
No matter who the revolving door of a bench held, the core guys remained the same. It had to be difficult for Tino to replace Mattingly, but seeing as Mattingly played at a time when I loathed the Yanks as a Mets fan, I had no allegience to him. And as far as Giambi, I was threatened with a beer bottle smashed in my face when I calmly explained that the Yanks had no real need for him. I still believe it, although Nick Johnson who was supposed to replace Tino didn't appear to live up to the hype. But then neither did "The Toad," Kevin Brown or Carl Pavano.
I am sure as this season winds down I will have even more insights in the Yankees, the stadium and my strong attatchment to baseball and its players. but right now, that will have to wait.
"And games that never amountTo more than they're meant
Will play themselves out..."
--- "Falling Slowly"
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Hillary & Peter's Wedding
Hillary & Peter's Wedding was a blast. This is Halloran and I in a moment of NOT beating on each other. We are enjoying some delicious Mojitos. Good times!
Yankee Memories
2. Section 4. Fruity Umbrella drinks. Marcus Thames first hit, a homerun off Randy Johnson. Shane Spencer hit a grand slam, right Jen?
3. Being groped by a Baldwin. Still not sure which one.
4. Taking Michael to his only Red Sox game ever @ Yankee Stadium.
5. Clemens 300th win. Welcome back Tino and Girdardi.
6. Holly's bachelorette party.
7. Following Robin Ventura's brother-in-law onto the subway.
8. Yankees vs. Red Sox July 7th 2003, Moose vs. Pedro. Soriano leaves the game, Jeter leaves the game. Enrique Wilson @ SS, Todd Zeile @ 3B, Giambi @ 1B, and Robin Ventura @ 2B. Weirdest infield ever.
3. Being groped by a Baldwin. Still not sure which one.
4. Taking Michael to his only Red Sox game ever @ Yankee Stadium.
5. Clemens 300th win. Welcome back Tino and Girdardi.
6. Holly's bachelorette party.
7. Following Robin Ventura's brother-in-law onto the subway.
8. Yankees vs. Red Sox July 7th 2003, Moose vs. Pedro. Soriano leaves the game, Jeter leaves the game. Enrique Wilson @ SS, Todd Zeile @ 3B, Giambi @ 1B, and Robin Ventura @ 2B. Weirdest infield ever.
Least Favorite Memory
1. Aaron Boone's title clinching homerun off Tim Wakefield in 2003. I was still annoyed they had acquired him and released Robin Ventura, then the idiot goes and tears his ACL in a pickup game of basketball. Which leads the Yankees to sign A-Fraud. Aaron F*ing Boone!
Yankee Memories
1. My first game ever. Old Timers' Day 1983. Against the White Sox. Tom Seaver was supposed to pitch but was a late scratch. My sister left me standing alone in the rear of a McDonalds in the Bronx.
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
Monday, September 01, 2008
More Baseball and Broadway...
... a great way to end the summer.
Jen and I attended another Valley Cats game. I think we are just die-hard Vermont Lake Monster fans. But while sitting there, we began discussing Mama Mia! Which has been my obsession all summer... A sing a long version was playing @ 9 so once the Cats lost we headed over.
So much fun! I would have sang along regardless but it was fun to have the words so I didn't have to make as many up!
I am in love with Pierce Brosnan. I was disturbed the first time I saw hime sing but this time I was merely amused.
Jen and I attended another Valley Cats game. I think we are just die-hard Vermont Lake Monster fans. But while sitting there, we began discussing Mama Mia! Which has been my obsession all summer... A sing a long version was playing @ 9 so once the Cats lost we headed over.
So much fun! I would have sang along regardless but it was fun to have the words so I didn't have to make as many up!
I am in love with Pierce Brosnan. I was disturbed the first time I saw hime sing but this time I was merely amused.
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