- Memo to St. Louis Cardinals: You took 2 of 3 from the BoSox this weekend...you could have just let this one slide without dragging it out 13 innings. I took my dog for a LONG walk after the ninth inning; the game was still going on afterwards. I went and bought groceries; the game was finally over. This was like a prize fight where the two boxers keep punching each other until one of them goes down and stays down. Hate these kind of games...
- Speaking of the Cardinals: this half-season has seen more injuries than a full season of "ER." Seriously! Little Cesar Izturis was minding his own business Friday night when one of his hamstrings decided to strain itself. To the DL he goes. Another player made his major league debut today. ANOTHER player. That makes like, 15 or something. Other teams would have tanked by now but this is a LaRussa team, which makes all the difference. I do concur with the local baseball writers who wonder exactly has control over the 25-man roster. Some of the roster moves, or non-moves, try the fans' patience.
- Almost lost a hard drive on Friday; one of the baseball writers brought in his ailing laptop Friday morning and a co-worker and I worked feverishly to rescue what we could. For a computer technician, the hardest phone call to make, the one you dread, is the one where you call someone and tell them their hard drive has failed beyond all hope of recovery. Luckily, that wasn't the case this time.
- I had dinner and a movie with a small group of friends Friday night. Dinner was at Red Robin, where cheeseburgers come in 25 different flavors. Leave it to me to request a basic cheeseburger and fries. You go with what works, folks. The movie was "Get Smart." I'm really not a fan of Steve Carell so I was pretty non-plussed. There were some moments of hilarity, though.
- I spent an embarrasing amount of time last week situating my home-entertainment situation. My new television arrived on Tuesday so I drove over and picked it up after dinner. I had to drill a couple of new holes in the rear of my entertainment center to accommodate HDMI cables. It wasn't until yesterday that I finally got everything situated to my liking. I rented "2001: A Space Oddysey" to fully test the capabilities of the new screen and DVD-player. Everything is working just fine, as it turns out. I felt as if I were in the space pod next to Keir Dullea while we traveled through mind-bending visuals on the way to Jupiter and the Infinite Beyond. My sub-woofer was sub-woofing mightily; massive, massive rumbling, baby.
- I'm sorry, Chili-dog, but it was past time to get your nails trimmed. I'm sorry I forgot to warn the girl about your nails' long quicks. Maybe if she knew that she wouldn't have nipped you twice and drawn blood. The beef-flavor rawhide bone was a nice treat afterwards, right? And aren't you so glad I was with you during the thunderstorm?
- So now that Tiger Woods is out of the picture for the rest of the golf year, does the average guy care about golf any more? And are his fellow golfers secretly rejoicing that they don't have him in their way? I'm with the P-D's Dan O'Neill, who wrote today that as well as Tiger played on his bad knee at the U.S. Open, he should go ahead and play out the year. He was super-human in that tournament, folks.
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