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1. One of my bosses is a Cleveland Indians fan, so you can imagine how excited I was to come in to work this morning. He's said "I wasn't going to say anything" about 400 times today, including when he was printing out and sorting various sports articles at my desk, many of which simply said "22-0!!!" Oh, he's so funny.

2. Speaking of which, I love when the Sports Guy writes about baseball, but I had great difficulty reading today's column.

3. Since finishing "The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter", I've had nothing to read. This morning on the subway, I saw someone reading The Code Book, which piqued my interest considerably. So on my lunch break I trekked all the way up to the Barnes & Noble on 53rd and 3rd, which also happens to be in the Citigroup Building, which means I had to get my bag searched because the Citigroup Building is "supposedly" a future terror attack site, which is awesome. I had to go up there because the only other bookstore within a 10 block radius of my office is the incredibly shitty mini-B&N on 3rd and 46th, which I don't even know why I bother going to anymore. Anyway, I'm excited for the book.

4. And while I was out I went to Cozi and, instead of getting my usual turkey/brie/honey mustard, I got the amazing roast beef/wasabi mayo/soy-sauce-glazed ginger sammich, which was absolutely fantastic.

5. And this means that I actually got outside for lunch, for the first time in probably 4 months.
I had just read that sports guy column before I clicked over here. So what do you think? Is this is a serious charge, or will the Sox collapse down the stretch? I think the six games between them will be amazing no matter what the outcome.

At least we'll have an interesting pennant race to watch.
Ocourse the Sox can't keep it up! Hardy har har. But to be fair, I've never seen a Yankee pitching rotation that's been this unreliable, and it's entirely possible that the Sox will take over the division just by keeping pace as the Yankees disintegrate.
Man...my face is sore today. Almost like I slept the whole night with a huge shit-eating grin. Weird.
And while I was out I went to Cozi and, instead of getting my usual turkey/brie/honey mustard, I got the amazing roast beef/wasabi mayo/soy-sauce-glazed ginger sammich, which was absolutely fantastic.

Never mind the Red Sox/Yankees hurlyburly. Those are some damn metrosexual sandwiches.