Yay for you, but why bother?

3 women to be ordained Catholic priests http://www.thebostonchannel.com/news/16920636/detail.html 

 

Ha ha - I bet the Pope is "not amused". Good for the women, except of course, that this means they will be *cue brimstone and fire* EXCOMMUNICATED. Oh noes!

 

Fuck the patriarchy. Seriously. It's so easy to not give a shit about the people you are supposed to be "serving" when you can say "don't like my rules? oops! you're damned!" and excommunicate people.

 

I'm all for equality. I think the idea that a woman isn't "good enough" to be a priest or deliver sacraments is laughable. Let's not forget it was a woman who squirted out your so-called son-of-yahweh, right? But, nope, let's just continue on your idiotic path wherein you continue to have (dwindling!) numbers of single males be the priests. Priests whom you have shuffled around when they got a little too close with the altar boys and girls.

 

I hate Catholicism for its heirarchy bullshit. The divine is not a concept that is owned or meted out by any one select group. The divine, if you even choose to believe in it in the first place, is something freely available to all people.

 

Just go out and try to do something NICE in the world, ok, people? Don't live for the "next" life. Live for now. Try to make this world a better place.

No stars

Uggla is a bitch.

 

This game is stupid. STUPID. "IT COUNTS" What the fuck ever.

Nitpicking, probably

Okay, so more on "feel-good story supreme" Josh Hamilton. Blah, blah, blah good for you. I hope you stay sober. I'm reading an article on his performance last night and the shit he's overcome.

 

I don't like how either the editorialist and/or Josh himself make his tattoos sound. They make it sound like tattoos are bad in and of themselves. That all tattoo parlours are Satan's gateways and filled with his drug-addled minions.

 

His parents followed him on the road early in his minor-league career until a car accident ended their journeys, which left Hamilton, injured himself, with down time and nothing to do. You know the rest: He hung out at a tattoo parlor, met the wrong folks, began drinking heavily, got hooked on dope.

 

Let's get something straight here:

 

I understand why Josh Hamilton is ashamed of the tattoos he has. He got them while he was high as a kite and they remind him of a very bad time in his life when he made some shit-poor decisions. He's tried to have them removed, but the process is too painful and/or apparently he has too many large tats.

 

Tattoos are not inherently bad things in and of themselves. Plenty of respectable people get tattoos these days. Tattoos are a way of expressing one's self and important things in your life. Historically speaking, tattoos were often done in religious or social ceremonies of many cultures.

 

I have a tattoo. Well, two, if you count the one I went over with the new one. I haven't done drugs a day in my life. The tattoo salon I went to was perfectly clean, sanitary and respectable. My tattoo isn't often visible unless I wear shorts. I'm a teacher and I really don't feel it needs to be on display all that often.

 

Hell - I was at a Catholic school and I KNOW of at least one male teacher who has several tats on his arms (a cross, admittedly, is one), which I saw when he was at the gym! And he's OLD.

 

Plenty of idiots will read what I read and think "1+1=THREE!!" Faulty logic.

 

Tattoos are NOT exclusive to druggies. A reputable salon will not even tattoo you if you appear to have impaired faculties for ANY reason.

 

If anything, Josh, use those tattoos and the shame you feel over them as a warning and reminder of what once happened to you and that you can not go back.

Dark Knight

That is one hot movie trailer. DAMN.

 

Plus, you know, it was filmed largely in Chicago.

 

"This must be Lower Wacker drive!"

non baseball thoughts

You know, I really don't give a crap about Angelina Jolie squirting out two more kids in some foreign locale. Please "entertainment media", just stop already.

 

Do we really need to pay attention to her weird-assedness and attempts to create her own circus family?

 

Eventually when she and Brad get tired of trying to Adam & Eve it, it's going to be a fucking mess with all those kids.

Pathetic

I feel like crap today. I'm still coughing. I woke up last night about 11 with a coughing jag. *groans* What is this shit? Last year I had two incidences where I caught some nasty cough where I would literally cough the second I tried to lay down. It was hell. I really don't need that again.

 

 

Yesterday's performance by the pitching staff was pathetic. Actually, is there a word MORE tragic than what I used?

 

It was horrible, awful, no-good, very-bad, tear-out-your-hair, stab-yourself-in-the-eyes BAD.

 

Lilly lost his shit, although admittedly that might have been as a result of knocking a foul ball into the crowd which beaned a kid. Oops. But he had a homer lofted off him before that incident.

 

Wuertz came in and did his usual - which means more lofted ones.

 

The new kid Guadin came in and had one lofted.

 

Cotts came in and had (the usual) one lofted.

Who else am I missing? There was another pitcher in there. OH yes, Lieber. Lieber also had one lofted.

 

Basically - FIVE PITCHERS. ALL GOT HIT FOR HOME RUNS.

 

Dear pitching staff from yesterday:

 

If you ever show up again, I will kill you. Fucking pathetic.

 

The craptastic dustrags, the Reds, fucking beat us yesterday after a solid Pwning the previous two days.

 

Did I just hear that Harden's start got moved up to today? If so, Marquis must be pissed.

 

Oh well.

Mmmm

I like Mary Janes. As in candy. The little yellow wrapper ones.

 

I am bored. I came back from lunch with the work gang. I have a disc of photos to upload. I have gameday to watch soon (if it doesn't rain).

 

Just call me "Vice President in Charge of Looking Out the Window".

 

I think I may also write inane (and bad!) haiku describing the hotness that is Mark DeRosa.

 

My thoughts are so scattered, I had something else to jot down, but now I can't remember. NOW I remember. I also bought a bag of the Dove Dark Chocolate squares. You know, the dumbass kind with the stupid messages in them?

 

Here's what was in the one I opened: when two hearts race, both win.

 

WHAT THE FUCK EVER. That is the most maudlin piece of shit I've ever read.

 

When two hearts race, both might be having a coronary event.

 

When two hearts race, it's probably because I'm running away from yet another fucktard.

 

When two hearts race, it could be from loathing and disgust.

Bored!

I tell you, the highlight of my workday is going to be the Cubs coming on at 1pm. I will have gameday on. Oh yes.

 

Need to call my dad today. It's his birthday.

Triskaidekaphobia?

triskaidekaphobia \tris-ky-dek-uh-FOH-bee-uh\, noun:
A morbid fear of the number 13 or the date Friday the 13th.

 

Something I just recently realized when I was looking at the Wrigley Field seating chart to purchase tickets for tomorrow's game: there's no VIP Club Box 13 nor is there a Field Box 13. Both missing sections would be on the home team side. There are, however, Bleacher 313, Terrace Level 213 and Upper Level 413 (again, no Upper Level 513).

 

Seriously? No 13 for the sections closest to the field? I find this...lame.

I weep for the murdering of the English language

THE AP6D DINING ROOM WILL BE CLOSED TODAY DEW TO THE GPRD MEETING, TAKE OUT SERVICE WILL BE AVAILABLE.

 

Why did I watch?

I watched some of the coverage of the police officer's funeral that's happening today in Chicago. First guy killed in line of duty since 2002 (?).

 

I knew as soon as I heard the bagpipes go off I'd get all teary.

Oops

I had a Dempster wardrobe malfunction for god only knows how long.

 

Thank god I haven't been up and about in front of people.

History in Literature

As some of you may know, one of the books I taught while subbing this spring was Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison. EXCELLENT book, although it is slow to develop and definitely has some strange. (Think of Morrison as a black female version of Tennessee Williams and you might have it. Srsly - Williams' "A Rose for Emily" is just about as fucked up as you can get.) I started out kinda horrified and annoyed at the book, but by the end I really loved it.

 

Anyway, it's your classic coming-of-age/search for identity & family history story, with the troubles of being a black male growing up 1930s-1960s. Takes place largely in Michigan - it's modeled after Detroit, although not explicitly stated as such. One of the fictionalized places mentioned is "Honore" - a kind of well-to-do playground for black folks, who couldn't go many places - it being the Jim Crow era and all.

 

Look what I found today on the Trib [ http://www.chicagotribune.com/travel/chi-idlewildjul03,0,7855102.story?page=1 ]:  A Haven from Jim Crow: A Michigan resort town stirs anew with proud tales of its role since 1912 as a vacation spot for African-Americans.

 

"IDLEWILD, Mich — It's a 4 1/2 -hour drive to here from the South Side of Chicago—which, in the bad old days, could seem an eternity to families seeking a vacation from Jim Crow..."

 

"...It was founded in 1912 by four white couples who had a hunch there was a market for resort property among African-Americans, and bought 2,700 acres around the shores of Idlewild Lake, in north-central Michigan. Advertisements in the Chicago Defender newspaper offered lots for a dollar down and a dollar a month.

Among those who bought property was Daniel Hale Williams, a black physician in Chicago. He formed a partnership to build a lakeside hotel and restaurant in Idlewild. Anne Hawkins, a Chicagoan who summered in Idlewild for 82 years, recalls seeing Williams when he was old and she was young.

"When he was very ill, Dr. Williams would lie on the porch of his home here," Hawkins said. "To a child, he was just an old man, but my parents made sure I was aware of the contribution he had made." ***

 

I wonder if Morrison modeled Honore, and possibly a little of the character of Doctor Foster, after this place? Morrison knows her shit, historically speaking, so I wouldn't be surprised at all. I wish I had known about this earlier!

 

Hmm. Also, I wonder if Andre 3000's "Idlewild Blue" song has anything to do with this place? I LOVE REFERENCES!!!

 

 

Telemarketers Suck

This is why I never answer the home phone anymore (I wish I could convince my mother to get rid of it - we both have cell phones).

 

There was a message from someone wanting to contact me about an "injury [I'd] received at a ballgame recently".

 

An injury? WTF? I have NOT been injured. I must certainly would remember something like that. I would have probably had to fill out some kind of report, ya think?

 

I was positive it was some kind of scam. I called the number, fairly certain I would get a message as it's "after hours". This is the number: 800 309 6500. It was "Travel Division". Yep, a stupid timeshare. I also googled it and got this information.  [ http://800notes.com/Phone.aspx/1-800-309-6500#pvP31OQ8-BQAkEgjKqteATg ]

 

What a bunch of fucking liars. They stoop to making up some cockeyed story about my being INJURED? WTF?! Look at the idiot "Jen" on that weblink, too, that works for them and tries to defend the company.

 

Here's a clue Jen: GET A REAL FUCKING JOB.

Bad

Woke up to the news radio blaring yet again about more violence and murder in the city.

 

Seriously. This is the worst I can think of it being. I'm not far wrong - murder is up 13% in just the first half of this year. Not good.

 

What the fuck is wrong with people?