Posted 8:43 PM by RedSox
The Experiment continues…

So I’m at bowling on Sunday and Lord Baltimore asks me a question.

“So, what, no gloating?”

I paused for a second. Got a very puzzled look on my face. And came up with a brilliant reply.

“Huh.”

“You know, the Yankees.”

The Yankees? Oh yeah, baseball. I remember that. I used to root for a team in baseball all those many weeks ago when they were still eligible for the playoffs. Whatever happened to those guys? My team wasn’t the Yankees. So what could I possibly have to gloat about? Then suddenly, it hit me. The revelation.

Ah ha!!!! Yes!!! That’s right the Yankees LOST!!!! Time to gloat. Ah Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!!!!!!!

And then, nothing came out. I couldn’t gloat. What could I possibly gloat about?

“Ha Ha, your team lost in the playoffs while my team is sitting at home”

How stupid is that?

“No seven World Series in eight years for you for you, pal!”

Oh, that is lame. My team hasn’t even been to a World Series since 1986. Never mind the last time they won a World Series.

So I said, “No, I’m not going to gloat. What is there for me to gloat about? It is just an argument that I can’t win. Any obnoxious thing I say can be countered by you saying either ‘1918’ or ‘Bill Buckner’. Either one pretty much ends the discussion and send me home, tail between my legs.”

And I walked away while Lord Baltimore’s jaw hit the ground.

It is very frustrating being a Red Sox fan in my area of CT. This is Yankee country. My hometown in central CT was much more evenly split. I get brutalized for my team down here. I don’t understand why Yankee fans take such a perverse delight in rubbing Red Sox fans faces in their own misery. You’d think they would be happy with what their team had been able to accomplish over the years. I can understand why we Red Sox fans would be jealous of such success. Especially since we are reminded of it and the failure of our own team at every opportunity by Yankee fans. So it becomes a vicious circle. The more the Sox fail and Yankee’s succeed, the more the Yankee fans feel the need to point it out to us, the more jealous (and admittedly, obnoxious) we Red Sox fans become, the more delight the Yankee fans gets in tormenting us.

Until next time…

Posted 11:02 PM by RedSox
Finally, the Experiment continues…

Tonight I write through the haze. The monitor on this PC is dying quickly. It is getting very difficult to see and read anything on the screen. I’m hoping it hangs in there for another week or so until I get paid again. I think it is making Boogieshoes think she is blind.

Today was a very relaxing day, for a change. I had Special Olympics bowling practice this morning. It was very stress free and, dare I say it, actually fun today. First and foremost I finally had a good week with my scores. I had a 175, a 197, and 157. Not bad. I am typically a 150 or so average. I have been around 142 this year. And the only reason it was that high is because I finally pulled a half way decent game out last week. I was a little disappointed that I didn’t hit 200 in the second game. I was so locked in all game and then threw two terrible balls in the tenth frame.

So my competitive side was satisfied. Even though my brother-in-law trumped me with a 222 in his last game. I’ll still put my three game series up against his. We just had a blast today. Everyone seemed to be in a really good mood. Athletes and coaches.

After bowling, Sock Momma came over for dinner and to make soap with Boogieshoes. Before dinner we all piled into the car and went over to the local farm to pick up so produce and to look around. Both Boogieshoes and Sock Momma each bought the biggest mum plants I have ever seem. They are absolutely incredible. Boogieshoes and I also bought our pumpkins. We made fresh pasta and tomato and basil sauce from tomatoes that we canned earlier this year. We also had homemade Italian bread and a nice. Tomato and cucumber salad. And we got a Boston Crème Pie for dessert from the farm. I gotta tell you. I was very disappointed in dinner. The sauce was bitter and I really didn’t have the time to cook it as long as I would have needed so I did something I never do. Put sugar in to cut the bitterness. I don’t care for it that way. Everything else was good. The salad was a hit and the bread exceeded expectations. Sock Momma seemed to like the sauce and assured us she did. I’ll take her word for it.

I made the fresh pasta on Saturday night but we couldn’t find our drying rack. So I tried to improvise. It didn’t work. He pasta didn’t dry and worse it all stuck together. So I had to make a whole new batch from scratch right before dinner. I am still finding pasta dough on places on my hands and face.

While I cooked the ladies watched Monster’s Inc.

After dinner was the main event. Soap Molding. Boogieshoes introduced Sock Momma to the joys of soap making. Let me preface this by saying I have no specific problem with soap. It is essential for good hygiene. I also have no problems with my lovely wife doing crafts in her spare time. Truth be told, it amuses me because she gets so into it. Although I gotta tell you, if she ever suggests getting out the hot glue gun, run. Run, as fast as you can. It is a dangerous weapon in her hands. Luckily for us, she is mostly a danger to herself. I won’t even mention the time she glued herself to the remote control. Or the time she glued her shirt to her pants and then had to go to the bathroom. So you see my point.

Where was I, oh yeah (you really can’t let me get off on those tangents or we’ll be here all night), what I do have a problem with are the scents that use to stink up the soap when they mold it. For those of you unfamiliar with this process, what she does is by bulk soap that she melts down, adds, color and scent and then pour into decorative molds. She does a good job of then taking the decorative soap and putting it together with other decorative soaps in a fancy package and then gives then as gifts. She wants to try her hand at doing this for some side cash at craft fairs and the like. Sock Momma volunteered to be her partner in crime. So tonight was about showing Sock Momma how to so the molding and to start to build up a stock.

I hate the scents. They are overpowering and rarely appeal to me. The again, the scents are rarely designed to appeal to men. Let’s face it; decorative soap generally just makes men nervous. I mean, come on, it is perfectly good soap. It is strange how unreasonable the women get when you use it. You’d think they would just be happy we used soap. But I digress, again. The problem tonight is that I am battling a cold and am still having problems with a persistent cough. All the scents and the vapors from melting soap were combining to aggravate my cough.

On the flip side, the two ladies were having a fun time and I finally got the remote control to watch some football. So I tried not to complain too loudly.

Ok, now the monitor is doing a pretty weird strobe light kinda thing. At first it is cool but then it just kinda gives me a headache. So I’m going to wrap this up.

Until next time…