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BrianBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-67999514760848305732008-09-18T21:15:00.001-07:002008-09-18T21:28:28.349-07:00Smooth CriminalMy aching head mirrored the ache in my knee nicely. Downing the better part of a six pack while playing kickball seemed like a good idea, but now, looking back . . . not so much. I was cruising along nicely into the fourth inning when I kicked a perfect line drive up towards right center field. As I dashed towards first base, I started planning my run into second. It would be my first double of Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-24510837640097225642008-08-14T06:52:00.001-07:002008-08-14T06:52:24.071-07:00Next, You Drop the Film Canister Into the Cavity . . . but keep it sealed tightly, unless you want it covered in sauce. Apparently Julia Child was a spy.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-74481742212270997602008-08-07T10:37:00.000-07:002008-08-07T10:50:15.067-07:00ThieveryI don't have a green thumb; in fact, I'm pretty sure plants shudder inwardly when they discover I'm tending to them (if they were capable of it, that is). Throughout the past six years, I've waged a losing war against the weeds in my yard, and I don't want to talk about the trees. However, this changed a bit last year when Darcy convinced me to plant several cherry tomato plants. I watched them Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-92184539940627145642008-08-06T15:26:00.000-07:002008-08-06T15:54:16.760-07:00BobbyAwhile back, I read a fascinating account of how, on the night of Martin Luther King's assassination, riots broke out in virtually every US city. Every city except for Indianapolis. That night, in front of a crowd that was largely black - and extremely pissed off - Robert Kennedy gave an impromptu speech that calmed the crowd and helped lock him in the country's imagination forever. As the train Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-71508738510003725852008-07-27T10:30:00.000-07:002008-07-27T10:58:48.692-07:00Born To KillShortly before US troops swarmed into Iraq, the Pentagon embedded Rolling Stone reporter Evan Wright with the First Recon Marines, one of the units spearheading the invasion. Originally, Wright was not supposed to accompany the unit into combat, but after making arrangements with their commanding officer (he had to leave his satellite phone behind), he joined the Second Platoon on their run Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-38066658743546084782008-07-20T13:44:00.000-07:002008-07-20T13:46:05.655-07:00Counting to FourHoly crap this is funny. Feist opens Sesame Street's 39th (really? 39 seasons? That makes me how old?) teaching kids to count to, well, four.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-74144868605677214792008-07-11T13:02:00.000-07:002008-07-11T13:14:24.128-07:00It's OfficialWe are the dumbest nation on earth. This story proves it.Heaven forbid we have journalists in this country who actually spend time studying candidates and their positions on real issues, giving us nuanced, intelligent writing about what we could expect under a McCain or Obama presidency, rather than soundbites breathlessly delivered on the moment. Instead we get dog owners saying they prefer Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-30459391475770399442008-06-26T09:55:00.000-07:002008-06-26T10:10:48.282-07:00Stalkers Rejoice!I recently discovered that my house has been added to Google street view (and even though it's not very web 2.0 of me, I'm NOT posting a link to my address. Figure it out yourselves, sickos - and bear in mind that I rig the Kentucky burglar alarm nightly).For those of you not familiar, using Google and an address, you can look up a picture of any listed property. In my case, the picture was takenBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-73429968766427865062008-06-22T19:18:00.000-07:002008-06-22T19:33:23.177-07:00Normalcy Returns (or Long, Rambly Post About Not Much at All)Things finally returned to a semblance of normalcy over the weekend. After all the planning, prepping and celebrating, we discovered that the inside of the house was one mountain of crap piled upon others, and the outside looked as if the prairie was threatening to reclaim the land. Now I've long loathed yard work, so much that I've considered buying a goat. However, since I can barely handle Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-10222086242300367642008-06-19T18:48:00.000-07:002008-06-19T18:59:43.550-07:00Cooking With Gas No LongerThings have settled down since the wedding, so I've been able to return to some of my more mundane enjoyments: namely cooking. I celebrated the lovely weather Tuesday night to fire up the grill and fix some bratwurst.However, this time I decided to mix things up a bit. The latest Cooks Illustrated inspired me to try something new. First, I sliced up an onion, dropped the slices in a bowl and Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-5235755896025249252008-06-18T19:23:00.000-07:002008-06-18T19:45:16.059-07:00Old Tyme ReligionMuch as I try to tune it out, the "culture wars" keep creeping into my consciousness from time to time. And frankly, I find most of them to be utter bullshit.Take the separation of church and state. Basically, there's a custody battle going on over the founding fathers, and just what their intentions were as they framed the Declaration of Independence, the Constitution, and the Bill of Rights. Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-85185567567949712072008-05-18T15:22:00.001-07:002008-05-18T15:22:40.990-07:00The MomentThe MomentOriginally uploaded by brianmc94We're back. It was a wonderful, fun and exhausting week, and it's good to be back in the real world. I'll post more later, but I'll leave you with a picture for now. Click on it to see more.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-19555159700339962052008-05-02T11:59:00.000-07:002008-05-02T12:11:24.312-07:00Red in the FaceLast night marked the return of softball.I may not be the most athletic person in the world, nor am I the most coordinated. I'm slow as a turtle in the outfield and have no arm to speak of; however, I can do one thing well, and that's hit the ball.So needless to say, as I swung and missed at the second pitch I faced, I wasn't remotely concerned. Even though I started thinking about it. The sight Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-336486977022377072008-05-02T11:48:00.000-07:002008-05-02T11:59:05.478-07:00Little Girl LostPatrick Kenzie and Angela Gennaro are private detectives living in Boston. In Gone Baby Gone, they're hired by a desperate aunt and uncle to locate their missing niece. Hindering them is a strangely disinterested mother, a resentful police force and the nagging question of whether Amanda MacReady is really better off with her own mother in the first place?I read this book before I saw the movie, Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-88369258381274480972008-04-23T16:00:00.001-07:002008-04-24T18:46:49.026-07:00UnfocusedThe first chapter of David Halberstam's The Coldest Winter is completely compelling and totally absorbing. Unfortunately, the other 620 pages fail to live up to the promise of the first few.The Coldest Winter purports to be a history of the Korean War, a story ranging from the lowly privates who fought the battles to the heads of state who sent their young men to fight for a country that no one Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-43739362467881837882008-04-22T10:05:00.000-07:002008-04-22T10:23:10.629-07:00TEMBLOR!Some would take earthquakes the morning you were leaving for your bachelor party as an omen. I didn't, mainly because I slept right through the first one. The first indication that something was amiss was when Darcy asked me if I felt the quake in the middle of the night.I flipped on the TV to see what was up, and I was instantly sorry.Our local Fox station had completely given in to their worst Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-55042236743711399792008-04-13T10:32:00.000-07:002008-04-13T10:56:05.253-07:00Statistical MadnessIt's that magical time of year when young men's thoughts turn to baseball. Yes, the season's only two weeks old and I've probably watched about 30 hours of it. Over the years, I've developed something of a routine for the season --- follow it fanatically for about three weeks, let it fade into the background until July, then pick it up again for the playoffs.You would think that given my love forBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-11943881331859958382008-04-04T10:15:00.000-07:002008-04-04T10:26:35.777-07:00Out of Registration"Where are you going with that?" Darcy's voice rang out behind me as I slinked away from the dinnerware set aisle carrying the registry scanner. We were registering for wedding gifts one fine Saturday not long ago."I just wanted to check something out," I said, smiling (I hoped) convincingly."Towards the snack aisle!"Damn. I'd been made. Time to retreat. I returned the scanner to the cart, foiledBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987999.post-24727483517743629332008-03-31T18:18:00.000-07:002008-03-31T18:23:07.535-07:00Paging Mr. P.Dear Mr. Paul P., I just wanted to let you know that I'm taking good care of your old home phone number, and over the last few years I've put it to good use. However, I would appreciate it if you could, perhaps, start paying your bills and not giving your old phone number to your creditors.Apparently, there are something like 850,000 collection agencies scattered around the world, and they're allBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08715151393252884581noreply@blogger.com1