Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can

{via audrey hepburn complex}

Obligatory Post:

If you like all things baseball + all things funny,

check out my mantoy's podcasts on MLB.com's Red State Blue State

TGIF.

I had to take my new sunglasses out and christen them.

For funsy.


Enjoy the weekend!

Twitter is at capacity. OH NO!

At least they give you cute pictures. Oh Twitter, you so silly.

Poo Poo Weather

I'm sorry for the lack of posts. It's just that I am rather uninspired right now. This Chicago weather has got me seasonally depressed. Wait, what? Seasonal Depression? It's June!! How is this possible? I don't know, but I can't take it anymore.

This weather better shape up or I'm shippin out.

This is what my saturday will look like, complete with costume changes and the smile.

It's Odd Day, y'all

What is Odd Day you say? Its TODAY! 05/07/09.

It is only one of six dates this century that will feature all odd numbers.

Mathematicians Rejoice!

Other things I find odd:

That the rest of the world doesn't find John Mayer as annoying as I do.

That I am Blogging here and not on an isle of Greece.

That I can't eat Piece Pizza all day, every day and have Heidi Klum's body.

That there are still people out there that truly believe Obama is not a U.S. citizen.

I went big...

1. Had a RockBand Party Friday night and got way too trashed.

2. Hungover, went to Apple Store and decided to purchase a Macbook Pro.
3. Watched the Bulls crumble under the Celtics in Game 7 but I was blogging on my new mac, so that eased the pain a bit!

4. Went to a rockin' rooftop BBQ on Sunday and got trashed again.

Good weekend.

How do I put this kindly....

I just received an email from my lovemate. He is obsessed with FreeDarko Imperials Limited Edition Prints. He wants them in his home.
While I appreciate his choice of limited edition art prints over typical sports posters, I have to say no, nope, no way, to this one.


I believe this is why man invented the garage, or, say, the basement.

comments+concerns welcome.

(P.S. Bethlehem Shoals, you are a genius and I am not worthy. I mean no disrespect)

E.T. says ouch

My friend, Ms. Becky, talked me into going to Exhale. It's this fancy schmancy mind body spa.

I took a Core Fusion class last night. It's a combination of Pilates, Lotte Berk Method and Yoga. Exhale claims to 'give you washboard abs, a tighter and higher backside, and a perfectly toned body.' By god they better be right.

I highly recommend taking a Core Fusion class if you are the type of person who loves getting your ass handed to you. Apparently, I do. I signed up for a month of 'Zen' whatever the hell that means.

I'm not sure what is worse, having your ass handed to you or the feeling of inadequacy for not having the proper 'tools'. Of course everyone there was wearing Lululemon. I mean come on, why would you wear anything other than that? My addidas was not cutting it. Between winces, I whispered over to Ms. Becky asking why everyone was wearing special Exhale socks (thank god she brought me some to wear!). Turning to me between poses she said, 'i have no idea! but after my first class i felt like i had to buy them. everyone has them on!'

Damn it! Now I have to buy some too. wtf? (wait, can i cus on my own blog? i think i can) what.the.fuck!

What is it about spas and mind body studios that make women a little nervous and insecure? The gym doesn't do that to me, so why at these peaceful Zen places?

instant gratification - UPDATE

photo by S. Bassos

I heart Polaroids. I just ordered a bunch of film online.

If you are equally upset about the discontinue of Polaroid film as I am, you can go here and commiserate with like minded people.

But there is some good news.

The Impossible Project will be producing integral film that can be used in your vintage Polaroid cameras.

UPDATE : HERE IS A GREAT ARTICLE FROM THE NY TIMES

I used to have a Spectra until my car was broken into.

Now I just use a 600 and I don't like it as much.

I drug my Polaroid Spectra camera all the way to China with me.

This is the Forbidden City. Photo taken by my BF, and therefore not of good quality. (sorry darling but you are a terrible picture-taker.)


Then I had this great idea to lug it all the way up a mountain while climbing the great wall. What is wrong with me?
Especially since the picture did not turn out so well.




I also love the i-zone. Santa gave this camera to me about 8 or 9 years ago. In college I would take a picture of everyone that came to my apartment, then post them on the wall in a collage.

Now I use it to take pictures of my cat (I know, I have issues) I have a collection on my fridge and one of those red-squared 'Today I Feel' magnets. I use my cat as the mood indicator. I haven't successfully captured Fin drunk yet, but one of these days...