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Hifalutin Hijinks

American flagNothing says Memorial Day weekend like baseball, patriotism and trying to figure out just how the hell I got home last night.

Obviously, dear readers, this year is no exception.

Stumbling home at 4:30 in the morning, it took a good twenty minutes of frustration before I realized I was trying to get inside my neighbor’s building instead of mine.  Whoops.  No wonder the key wouldn’t work.

Quizzing myself on what actually happened the night before — piecing quipped memories together one by one to reassemble reality — is the basic tenet of any three-day weekend.  Like, did the Cardinals’ Todd Wellemeyer really throw six-plus scoreless innings last night?  Indeed.  Did Nancy Pelosi actually run out of things to say?  You betcha.  Did I really overhear the following conversation at the bar last night?

Pretentious Woman #1:  I had the Pinot.  He had the Shiraz.

Pretentious Woman #2:  I didn’t know they served wine at the Cell.

Pretentious Woman #1:  They do.  In our section anyway.

Pretentious Woman #2:  I’ll have to try that next time.

Pretentious Woman #1:  Yeah, I mean, what else you gonna do?  Watch the game?  Ha!

Yes, folks, such tragedy is not made up.

You wanna drink wine?  Fine.  Go ahead.  Nothing wrong with that; but I don’t care who you are, the ballpark ain’t no place for wine.

Or maybe I’m still languishing over John C. Reilly’s intriguingly accurate characterization of me at last year’s Memorial Day cookout:

I may be no angel, but I do know that there is a time and place for everything.

Don’t hate me ‘cuz I’m right.

Peace,

Jeff

On Gift Horses, Mouths and Looking Therein

As is true of any East-Coast liberal elite (born, transplanted or otherwise), I love the finer things in life. Wine tasting, Sunday brunch and, of course, Jon Stewart. Despite the fact that he is an unabashed Mets fan and supporter of all things New Jersey, I still believe there is no finer news source on American television. That’s why I watched with interest as he touched on a topic that my friend, Mr. Lung, recently brought up.

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Watching this kind of reminded me of RSBS‘s good friend, Manny Ramirez, and the events that led up to his “transfer” to the Los Angeles Dodgers of Los Angeles. I mean, you want to talk about someone taking a crap on the people paying his bills, Manny would have to be right up there. He’s far from the worst and at least with Manny we kind of expect it. After all, there is a reason that the phrase “Manny being Manny” has become accepted in the baseball lexicon.

However, although other players may not have the chutzpah to come right out and say the same things as him, they usually find a way to show their true feelings (right along with their true colors).

For instance, when Kyle Farnsworth found out last week he was being traded from the Yankees to the Tigers, he cried. Yes, a grown man making millions of dollars a year cried like a little baby because he had to move from the Big Apple to the post-apocalyptic wasteland that is Detroit. I can understand being upset but crying? C’mon man. Have a little pride. I’ve been pretty up front about my distaste for Mr. Farnsworth but even I expected better than that.

Anyway, I’m sure there are even better examples out there (aside from the obvious Latrell Sprewell and Shawn Chacon) but I’ll leave them for our intrepid readers and the always watchful Mr. Lung.

-A

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