Friday, June 5, 2009

Go Cards!

That's it. I am going to become a Cardinals fan. Even bought a Cardinals lighter last night, just to see if it was possible. It's in my pocket now. I am looking forward to enjoying the managerial excellence of Tony LaRussa.

P.S. Coco needs to be on the DL.

Thursday, June 4, 2009


The Royals don't have much power, but at least they're slow. Dejesus and Callaspo don't look like they'd be slow, but they REALLY are SLOW.

Trade Dejesus and Jacobs, call up Kila, dump HoRam, play Tug, trade for Jack Wilson, wait for Gordon to come back, play B. Pena, move Disco and Parraz up to Omaha, maybe sign Mulder. There. Not great, but better. How hard does it have to be?

A good summer spoiled

All generalizations are false, including this one.

All you need is ignorance and confidence and success is sure. The Royals lack confidence. And an offense.

As an example to others, and not that I care for moderation myself, it has always been my rule never to smoke when asleep, and never to refrain from smoking when awake.

Familiarity breeds contempt - and children.

I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.

Trey Hillman is seldom able to see an opportunity until it has ceased to be one.

Suppose you were an idiot. And suppose you were the Royals manager. But I repeat myself.

The trouble ain't that there is too many fools, but that the lightning ain't distributed right.

Only kings, presidents, editors, and people with tapeworms have the right to use the editorial "we."

The public is merely a multiplied me.

When angry, count to four. When very angry, swear.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Kiss my ass, I bought a boat

Consider this an ongoing filibuster protest:

We've got some beans and some good cornbread.

I said I don't like hippies and I don't like cornbread. And I don't like much.

She was 18. Maybe. What's a year or two?

This old porch is like a steaming, greasy plate of enchiladas.

With lots of cheese and onions and guacamole salad.

We're takin everything except the picture of Martin Luther King.

His family owns a newspaper and an opulent disco.

Sherry she had big ones. Sally had some too.

But Allison had little ones what hate to go to school.

Some things are heavy but they ain't worth the weight.

Walk through the bottomland without no shoes.

Kiss my ass, I bought a boat, I'm going out to sea.

I live in my own mind. Ain't nothin but a good time.

If I were like lightning, I wouldn't need no sneakers.

Lord she claimed she was 5-foot-2.

I swore that there weren't nothin to it.

Pulling out for Reno, hope the tire don't blow.

She's no lady, she's your wife.

But now there won't nobody listen to him, cause they all think he's crazy.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Nothin shakin on Shakedown Street

Might be going to hell in a bucket, babe, but at least I'm enjoying the ride.

I need a woman about twice my age.

It's a shame those boys couldn't be more copasetic.

Sign the Mona Lisa with a spray can, call it art.

Nothin shakin on Shakedown Street, used to be the heart of town.

The first one say she's got my child, but it don't look like me.

Saw my baby down by the river, knew she'd have to come up soon for air.

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world.

She spoke so kind and she talked so fair, well, Samson said, Delilah, you cut off my hair.

Whistle through your teeth and spit.

We can share what we got of yours, cause we done shared all of mine.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Screw it

I don't care anymore. Didn't even watch or listen to any of the last two games. Going to concentrate on fishing or something.