Hey! Things!

So, the baseball season is apparently underway.  I've been kinda weird with the sport of kings (that's baseball, right?  Or is it poker?) this offseason, as I've literally only been paying attention once every week or so.  Now, I'll admit that part of the problem is the whole White Sox not having, y'know, a team anymore.  Somehow John Danks and Paul Konerko are supposed to lead their respective parts of the team to the Promised Land in spite of the fact that the rotation consists of Danks, Floyd, Humber, and, once Peavy inevitably goes down for the season (I've got April 24th in the pool, getchermoneyin!), two guys who won a peel-off sticker contest buying Big Gulps at the 7-11 closest to the 95th Street Red Line stop and the defense is fantastic as long as you don't look at third base, or the outfield.

Seriously, this team is painful.  They're about to break camp and their pitching staff has an "N Jones," who I can only assume is Norah, and an Addison Reed, who sounds like a third-rate porn star.  They've also got perennial non-prospect and all-around failure Brent Morel starting at 3rd.  And former Clinton and current Obama advisor Dylan Axelrod in the bullpen (apparently Obama got pull.  And he's not too worried about Romney.  Gobama!).  I haven't been able to watch the games, what with my lack of cable for another month or so and my general tendency to not have time, anyway.  But the good news is that I just got me a new 32" Samsung LED TV for my home office.  Just as soon as I have a home office.  Which will come shortly after I have a home.

Anyway, the whole, "I ain't payin' attention to the White Sox," thing is my excuse.  But I still want to know what's going on.

Fortunately, The Everlasting Dave started a blog.  So far he's been talking about baseball.  And he pays attention.  So you'll probably learn things from him that you won't from me.

Actually, you could probably learn a lot of things from him that you'd never learn from me.  Terrifying things.  I doubt you'd want to learn most of them.  So, y'know, in the words of that dude I saw in the French Quarter who couldn't be arsed to pick up his own dog's shit on a busy street full of drunk or soon to be drunk people, beware.

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[The Everlasting Dave]

Yay, a plug! I LOVE plugs! (Is that a terrifying thing you might learn on my blog? Maybe. I haven't decided yet.) If you like baseball, terrible television, or semi-serious discussion of mental health care, then I might have some interesting stuff up there from time to time. Those are the three cornerstones to my pyramid of success. I'm also going to eventually write about why Mitt Romney is the perfect Red Team candidate for 2012, but there's at least a week of head-shaking and muttering "Fucking idiots..." ahead of me before I give that a go.

[The Everlasting Dave]

Oh, and the main feature of my blog will almost certainly be terrible TV live blogging. With the top 9 American Idols set to perform songs from "their own personal idols" (read: the singer the producers want you to be like, no you don't have a choice stop crying), tonight is the perfect night to break that feature in. I've always wondered what a live blog would look like without any outside participation; now I'll more than likely find out. And tomorrow, Grey's Anatomy. I've always wondered what it would look like if someone with half a brain wrote about that show. Now I'll know.