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Random Thoughts: CVS Haul, Korean BBQ, Shot Online, And The Dodgers Continue to Underachieve

My living room thermostat says it’s 86 degrees in here right now.

It’s 12:45AM.

- I swung by CVS for the first time in nearly two weeks, and all I had were ECBs!

(NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!)

The sales this week were pretty crappy, with the exception of some FAECB energy shot-thingy.

(Tangent: Here’s a sampling of some of the crap I’ve purchased at CVS over the last few months, for no other reason than to use/rollover ECBs: flaxseed oil gelcaps, multivitamins, energy shots, bandages, small bottles of pain medication, some immunity booster, loads of TUMS, and even pantiliners!

If a bottle of homeopathic crap ever happens to find its way into my basket, that might be the end of my CVS deal-hunting days…unless the deal is FAECB, and I have a coupon, and the item comes with a money-back guarantee…)

I also picked up some Propel, as well as some “flavored sparkling water.” Quite the disappointing trip, I know, but I had to roll over my ECBs.

- My sister and mom came over today, and we decided to have Korean BBQ for dinner tonight.

Too bad I ruined my appetite with a late lunch of leftover El Pollo Loco chicken, followed by a snack of Kettle Cooked Sea Salt & Vinegar potato chips.

(Drool…)

Usually, we are able to polish off four helpings of meat:  two servings of jumuluck, and two of bulgogi.  Today?  No thanks to my late lunch/snack, we struggled through two and one, respectively.  Service, though, was actually quite good; waiters came only a few seconds after one of us pushed the call button, and we got our food rather quickly.

Good stuff.

- Labor Day is Shot-Online Double EXP/NG day!

(Guess where I’ll be spending most of my Monday :P)

Shot-Online update:  my character is at level 36, and only yesterday did I find out that one needs a -4 handicap on Gladsheim to even attempt the semi-pro test!  All this time, I thought you only had to sign up for the test and shoot a -4 to become a semi-pro.

As it stands, I can’t shoot better than +1 on Gladsheim, and I scored that only playing nine holes!  Sure, I’ll get a bit of extra power, impact, and skill once I get to level 41, but I’ll also be pushed back to the semi-pro tees!  Furthermore, it took me almost a week just to go from level 35 to 36.  How much longer is it going ot take for me to get to 41?  Double EXP day can’t come soon enough!

- And finally…I have to imagine that the LA Dodger bandwagon is near-empty, after that horrific eight-game losing streak.  Seriously, four to Philly, and then three to FREAKING WASHINGTON, and then a blowout against Arizona???

(Good thing we won today, although it helps when Manny Ramirez is single-handedly carrying the team again.)

What’s incredible about that horrible streak is that, if we somehow beat Arizona tomorrow, we’ll be only 2.5 games behind Arizona!  How laughable is that?  Of course, we face Brandon Webb tomorrow, so a win isn’t terribly likely.

Until next time!

MyRebateOnline…Rave? Yes, It’s True!

Stupid humidity.  Mid-90s with over 40% humidity in the past few days.

Grrrr…

Today’s blog will be a single-topic blog.  On with it!

Quick-hitters:

- I’ve got two major blog topics I have been planning on writing for a while now:  Michael Phelps…Greatest Athlete Ever?, and Usage of the Word “No” (A Mega Rant).

ETA of both?  2009 :P

- It’s been a bad last few days in the UngsungBlog household.  First of all, my awesome next door neighbor moved out!  Worse, she didn’t even say goodbye to us!

Also, I just found out today that Amazon will no longer be accepting checks/money orders as a valid form of payment for a purchase!  I’ve never actually used a check or money order to make a purchase at Amazon, but  note the second post from the thread linked above.  This “loophole” will be sorely missed.

- You might remember how close I came to missing out on a huge rebate.

(This rebate was validated today, for the record.  Yay!)

Anyway, it appears that I stupidly allowed a rebate check (no, not a submission…a check itself!) to go past 90 days before cashing!  Unfreakingbelievable!

It was only a $13.xx check, but still!

- One week before the NFL season starts, and I still have yet to participate in a Fantasy NFL draft!

What the hell am I waiting for???

- To call this blog slightly negative would be the understatement of the century.  However, I should point out that MyRebateOnline.com does deserve a slight amount of praise for their seemingly-improved customer service.

(Just wait a week from now, when I’m pretty sure I’ll have another rant against these guys.)

Anyway, I—more precisely, a friend and I—had two rebate concerns with this company.  One rebate was mailed in on 7/4, and never did show up on my friend’s account.  I fired off a quick email via MyRebateOnline.com’s Contact Us link, and their CS immediately replied, saying that the rebate was valid, but listed under a different email address; apparently, the person that entered the rebate added a “1″ at the end of the email address.  Simple enough.

The second rebate issue I had involved a rebate that was supposedly missing a proof of upgrade.  Fearing that I would get yelled at by a MyRebateOnline.com rep (remember this?), I reluctantly called their rebate hotline.

A very happy-sounding girl answered the phone, and when I inquired about my rejected rebate, the woman immediately explained that no one had uploaded a scan of my submission onto my record, and thus, she could not verify that my submission did indeed contain a proof of upgrade.  She said that she would forward the issue to her supervisor, and I would get an update on my rebate status within 48 hours.

The next day, my rebate was validated.  Yeah, I’d rather not have to contact MyRebateOnline to fix two rebates that shouldn’t have required contact in the first place, but it’s a hell of a lot better than what I went through last time!

Cutting It Close, Carbo Loading, And The NFL Injury Bug is Out in Full Force

It’s hot, and it’s the humid hot, not the dry hot!

Help me.

Quick-hitters:

- To fight off the heat, I am enjoying some canned Thai Tea.

At least, the label says it’s Thai Tea.  It sure tastes like anything but Thai Tea!  Blech!

- It was quite a hallmark day in the world of sports today.

We had the closing ceremonies of the Olympic Games.

We had the Little League World Series match, won by the team from Hawaii (no, I did not watch it).

We had the Redeem Team winning gold against Spain.  We had the Men’s Indoor Volleyball team win an emotionally-charged final against Brazil.

(Tangent:  You people can pick Michael Phelps as the most memorable aspect of the Olympics.  Go ahead and pick the opening ceremonies.  Usain Bolt was (pardon the pun…sorta) riveting, and I won’t argue if you think he was the most memorable part of the Olympics.

What is my pick for the most memorable part of the Olympics?  It’s gotta be the Men’s Indoor Volleyball gold medal match against Brazil.  Watching coach Hugh McCutcheon break down after the victory was somewhat hard to watch, considering the ups (a gold medal-winning team) and downs (his father-in-law being killed by some coward) he has experienced over the past two weeks.

Jason Lezak’s running down—or should I say swimming?—of Alain Bernard is a distant second on my list.  Without Lezak’s historic heat, Phelps doesn’t come close to eight golds.)

Anyway, today was a pretty sweet day filled with sporting events.  Too bad the last thing I saw last night was the Dodgers’ bullpen choking away yet another victory!

Yeah, I understand that the Dodgers could have provided more than two runs, and yes, the Dodgers’ offense left many opportunies on the table.  However, a team that is built on solid pitching HAS TO hold a lead, even a one-run lead!

That’s now four blown leads that have led to losses in the past couple of weeks!  Grrrr…

- Back on Friday, while at my desk, I glanced over at the clock on the lower right-hand corner of my screen.  Hovering over the clock, I noticed that Friday’s date was August 22.

For some reason, that date stood out in my head.  Was it my Dad’s birthday?  No; that was on the 16th.  Did I have to be somewhere that day?  I didn’t think so.  What the hell was so important about the 22nd?

Eventually, it hit me; I bought something on July 23rd, and knew that the rebate attached to the item had to be postmarked by the 22nd!

Just to make sure, I called the rebate center (it was 4:10pm when I initiated the call).  About ten minutes later, I was thinking to myself, “These guys are going to keep me on hold until 5pm, to screw me over on the rebate!”  Finally, a guy picked up, and I quickly explained my situation.  He put me on hold (*gulp*), and returned a minute later, saying that the last postmark date was, indeed, the 22nd.

I got to the post office at 4:45, fifteen minutes before the last collection.  Whew.

One of these days, I’m gonna miss a postmark date entirely, and not even realize it until a week or so afterwards.

- Either I am in training for a marathon, or I just couldn’t control my eating today.  We stopped by Olive Garden for lunch—soup and salad for $5.99 FTW—and I ate the following:

(Tangent:  Apparently, it was Plaid Shorts day at Olive Garden.  While waiting for a table to free up, I saw no fewer than seven or eight people—only one lady—wearing plaid shorts.)

  • 2.5 bowls of soup (two bowls of the Zuppa Toscana, and a half bowl of Minestrone)
  • several (four?) breadsticks
  • a huge helping of salad
  • and peach-raspberry ice tea; I have no idea how many glasses I ultimately had

As if that wasn’t bad enough, for dinner, I had a HUGE bowl of chicken with rice.  The grapes I had right before dinner didn’t help matters at all.

I should go run a half-marathon now.  It’s the only way I’ll ever burn off all those calories.

- Injuries happen in sports, of course.  However, I don’t recall the last time so many big name players have been hurt in the PRESEASON.  Just look at this list:

  • The Giants’ Osi Umenyiora will miss the entire season with a lateral meniscus tear in his left knee.
  • The Redskins’ Jason Taylor will miss 10-14 days with a knee sprain.
  • Shawne Merriman’s season (and possibly career) might be over because of two torn knee ligaments (though who knows if the injuries were sustained and/or aggravated during the preseason?)
  • Summarizing the NFL front page on ESPN.com…Carson Palmer has a broken nose, Brian Dawkins strained his ankle, the Cowboys lost LOG Kyle Kosier for a month, and the Raiders lost two members of their offense for the season.
  • And finally, we have learned that Brett Favre is dealing with two twisted ankles, both of which occurred from all the about-faces he had done during the offseason.

(OK…I made the last one up.)

The only logical thing to do, it would seem, would be to shorten the off-season.  And why not?  Teams suffer through injuries over sixteen games in seventeen weeks as it is; it’s only logical to assume that an extra four games will cause more injury.  Also, it can be argued that extra preseason games give players who may not make an NFL roster more chances to deliver a harder hit on a star player, in an attempt to make an impression on all 32 NFL teams.

Why not have a four week, three game preseason, with one bye week for teams to have non-contact drills?  Or what about three weeks, followed by a week-long gap before the regular season?  Or how about three preseason games and one full-contact, intra-team scrimmage?  Scrapping the entire preseason would be too extreme, in my opinion.  On the other hand, reducing the preseason by a game or two might spare some players from the injury bug, saving them for the regular season.

Random Thoughts (Including Stuff On The Olympics), And Shot-Online Thoughts (After About A Month of Time-Wasting…er…Playing)

Grrr…another three days gone by without blogging?  WTF?

Random thoughts, a mostly-Olympic variety:

- I was watching the US Men’s Beach Volleyball team of Rogers-Dalhausser play the Brazilian team of Marcio-Fabio…

(Tangent:  How I wish I could just go by “Ung” in my life…)

and man, was the crowd super-annoying!!!  I wasn’t sure if I was watching a beach volleyball match, or a soccer match.

I get it that the crowd can be behind a team, and in most cases, I don’t have a problem with that.  However, can the crowd please save the boisterous chants for between points?  Is that too much to ask for?

Shut up…shutup, shutup, shutup…SHUT UP…SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!

- In a move that should surprise nobody, the International Gymnastics Federation has been asked to look into the ages of the girls women making up the Chinese gymnastics team.  Yes, there is no concrete proof to the contrary, and yes, visual proof isn’t going to suffice, so it appears that no penalties will be assessed on the Chinese team.

All that being said…

WHO REALLY BELIEVES THAT THIS GIRL IS SIXTEEN?

- Briefly, my take on the Greg Maddux trade:  sounds like the deal will not involve anyone of substance (Elbert, McDonald, etc.), though it will cost the Dodgers two low-level draft picks.  I love the deal, especially if Penny can’t give us anything for the remainder of the season.  Maddux allows us to keep Park, Kuo, and Jason Johnson in the bullpen, which is very important considering that the Dodgers must watch Clayton Kershaw’s IP count.

(I haven’t even touched on the mentorship Maddux can offer guys like Kershaw and Billingsley.)

I just hope Maddux can give the Dodgers a quality start to start off a brutal road trip (@PHI, @WAS, @ARI).

- My sister and I went to Souplantation tonight, and apparently it was Couples’ Night.  There was the couple in the other line, directly opposite of us, that couldn’t keep their hands off each other.  Then there was this couple:

Female:  This looks good [looking at the posole soup].

Male (in that whiny voice):  Don’t get that.  It’s a heart attack waiting to happen!  It’s not good for you!

F:  OK.  What about the chili?

M:  That’s so unhealthy.

F:  Ok, I’ll just get the chicken noodle soup.

M: How about the clam chowder?

OK…so a chili advertised as low-fat is less healthy than a soup loaded with heavy cream, bacon, and potatoes?

I felt like pouring a ladle full of hot clam chowder down his throat.

(Yes, I have problems.)

- Current rebate-o-meter:  $1150, though I’m getting royally shafted on at least $55 in rebates.  More on that next time.

- I’m now about a month or so in to my new addiction (Shot-Online) and here’s what I think I think about this game.

1)  Putting in this game is an ABSOLUTE NIGHTMARE.  I could hit a 20yd putt on Hela in one round, and then five-putt a hole on Sosori.  A good round of putting, and I could probably go -10 on Alfheim.  A bad round, and I could go +5.

(I will neither confirm nor deny that the latter has happened.)

2)  Why didn’t anyone tell me how important it was to keep my Impact attribute at or above my Power attribute?

I’ve since fixed this, and now my Imp = Pwr, and my drives are finally going straight! :P

(Speaking of straight drives, I just bought a Werdandi driver for my main character from the auction house (more on that later).  +2 to all stats, plus a slower gauge, means I better not hit a drive out of bounds any more!  I just have to get used to the slow gauge, now…)

3) I made mention of this before:

…and about 99% of the players that play Shot-Online are nice guys (this may be completely untrue, but when I think of MMORPGs, I think of ten year olds that must use an obscenity in every sentence spoken, written, or typed).

and now I’m pretty sure that my 99% figure is a low-end estimate.  Left and right, I’m seeing high-level players offer millions of NG (game currency) to beginners, and only now have I been able to help out as well.

It’s pretty cool how grateful some people are, even when given a few thousand NG.  You could imagine how happy I made the one player to who I gave four clubs and some drinks.

4) At certain times of the day, foursome matches are almost impossible to set up!  It seems that, during these times, one of the following happens

  • A player joins, waits 1 nanosecond, and then leaves
  • Only one player joins one team, while three join the other
  • Three people are ready to play, but the fourth (usually the room creator) is nowhere to be found
  • The room has a glitch, forcing everybody to leave

5) My main character is now a Level 34 Amateur with a handicap of -6.  My secondary character is a Level 21, but I’ll probably ignore that one for now, as I’m trying to get the former to Semi-Pro status.

And finally (for now)…

6) I think I’m spending almost as much time in the auction house as I am actually playing golf!  Why?  I just can’t resist the temptation of buying a bunch of items at low prices and then flipping them later for anywhere between a decent and a substantial profit!

Case in point:  Zodiac Leo 100s (Pwr +6) generally sell for anywhere from 500,000 to nearly 1,000,000 NG.  In the past few days, I’ve been able to score several Zodiac Leos for less than 600,000, and I’ve been able to flip most of them for a “Buy now” price of 850,000.  After the auction fees, that’s an easy 200,000 NG profit!

Flipping stuff on the auction house reminds me of my Senior year in high school, where I bought and sold tons of trading cards to the tune of a nice little profit.  Ah…memories!

Until next time!

Time Warner (Oh, Oh), Greg Maddux Back to LA, and Why Must Lesser Athletes Piss off the Best in their Sport?

So I’ve had quite the horrible last few days.  Idiots galore, topped off by McAfee/Parago rejecting a rebate of mine for $65 for a missing UPC (they said I have to mail in the original UPC…too bad I SENT IT WITH THE ORIGINAL SUBMISSION!!!), and now, there’s an eerie light outside of my window.

Relax, UFO folks, it’s not an alien.  It’s just a bunch of cops, flashlights in hand, probably looking for some suspect hiding in our apartment complex.

Wait a sec…

(me hides under my blanket)

- I got an email from Time Warner yesterday, saying that my latest bill was ready.

Oh great, I thought to myself, how much higher is this month’s bill going to be compared to last month’s?

You could imagine the utter shock and surprise when I opened the email, and saw that my bill actually went DOWN.

(You know…the opposite of UP.)

- It’s not official yet, but apparently the Dodgers are nearing a trade for veteran P Greg Maddux.  No details have been released yet, but speculation is that the Padres have not yet decided on what player(s?) to accept in a deal.  It’s pretty clear that the player will not be anyone on the Dodgers’ 40-man roster, because of the fact that such a player would have to clear waivers first before he could be included in a deal (and there’s no way that a team like the Rockies wouldn’t claim that player first, effectively killing the deal).

I just hope McCourt…er…Colletti isn’t throwing in a high prospect or two middling prospects just to get the Padres to pay most of Maddux’s remaining salary.

Full thoughts on this deal will come as soon as the details of the trade are released.


- I was watching women’s beach volleyball—May-Treanor + Walsh versus a Brazilian team—earlier today, when the announcer told us a story of something that happened earlier in the day.  Apparently, the Americans were on the best practice court, when the Brazilian team came by and demanded that the Americans leave the court.  The Americans obliged, though no word on whether or not the Americans cursed the Brazilians under their breath.

So how did the Americans respond? 21-12, 21-14, and to quote Brett Myers, “BOOM…outta here!”

(Tangent:  I’ve used that phrase no less than 50,000 times in the past few weeks, and I expect to use it another 500,000 times before the year is over.  Every Dodger HR or pitcher’s strike out, for example, is greeted by one.  Thank you, Jim Rome.)

But seriously, I gotta ask:  why the hell do people insist on slighting the best in their sports?  Exactly what are you going to accomplish from doing so?

(Right, “Alain”?)

You have crybaby Mark Spitz—GREAT article, by the way—Ian Thorpe, and Alain Bernard dropping jabs on Michael Phelps.  You have Rory Sabbatini and Stephen Ames famously ripping Tiger Woods.  I’m certain people have ripped Lance Armstrong (Jan Ullrich?)and Michael Jordan in the past.  And now we have the Brazilian women’s beach volleyball team allegedly disrespecting the Americans?

Let’s call it the Rory Sabbatini Corollary (in honor of Sabbatini, for this reason):

Sabbatini made waves at the Wachovia Championship in May 2007 when, after leading the field by one stroke after day three and then giving up five strokes to Tiger Woods to lose the tournament on Sunday, he proclaimed that Tiger was “more beatable than ever.” Rory went on to lead the field by one after day three at the WGC-Bridgestone Invitational in August 2007, but ended eight strokes behind Tiger Woods.  (source)

and declare that no athlete, bystander, legend, or team shall never again insult, question the ability of, doubt, disrespect, or do otherwise to annoy, tick off, and/or fuel the fire of the best athletes in the event in question.

(Unless, of course, the athlete wants a swift, “BOOM…outta here!” moment.)

Random Thoughts, And Damn Matt Kemp and Our Bullpen (and More Dodger Musings)

Wow.  It’s been a week since I last blogged?!?

Whoops!

I’ve got lots to talk about, but I’ll split it over two or more blog entries.

Random thoughts (aka an extended version of “Quick-hitters”):

- Speaking of not blogging lately, apparently one week of not blogging has absolutely killed my blog traffic statistics.  I got about one-third of the normal hits over the past few days.

- This is a very cool Eddie Izzard fan site, which I found via Google Analytics shortly after I posted my Stripped mini-review.

Check it out!

- How great is it that Diva Favre is no longer the top sports news story out there?

Thank you, Michael Phelps (more on him another time).

(And do we really have to hear about how his arm was fatigued after a practice?  What’s next?  Will we get an article about him being constipated before a preseason game?)

- In succession, I just viewed the following annoying-as-hell commercials:  a McDonald’s commercial advertising their apparently still “New” Southern Chicken sandwich, a Wal-Mart commercial (Do you know what I like about Wal-Mart?), and a really obnoxious Target commerical (You…say…goodbye…and I…say…hello…).

I need a TiVo.

- Current rebate-o-meter:  $1,100.  I received a couple hundred bucks in rebate checks and gift cards in the last week, and, naturally, I added about $200 in unfiled rebates over the weekend.

- Hey Dodger fans, do you realize that your team could easily be on an eleven game winning streak?

Stupid bullpen.  Damn you, Broxton, Kuo, and Park.

And what the hell was Matt Kemp thinking in the Dodgers’ most recent loss, a 4-3 decision against Milwaukee on Saturday?  For those of you that didn’t see the game, Kemp was at first, and Andre Ethier hit a towering drive to center.  Brewers’ CF Mike Cameron missed the ball as it bounced off the base, but Kemp was only able to get to second?!?  Apparently, he went back to first, thinking Cameron caught the ball.  What the hell?  If Kemp were standing at or near second, like he should have been, he ends up at third at the absolute worst, and a Kent sac fly (he lined out to center eventually) ties the game!

Dumb base running, a terrible bullpen, games choked away…I’ve seen this script before.  Oh yeah, I saw it last year.

Other Dodger thoughts:

- Two more bombs by Ethier, including a game winner.  Shouldn’t that all but cement Andruw Jones’ status as a $36 million cheerleader, and seriously shorten Juan Pierre’s playing time?

- I know Manny has only played a few games as a Dodger, but is it too crazy to consider him a possibility as the NL MVP?

(Call me a homer.  Go ahead!)

Isn’t it amazing what happens when this guy tries?  Six HRs, an NL-leading 21 RBI in August, and look what he’s done for Jeff Kent and Andre Ethier!  Ken’t BA has gone up 20 points or so, and Ethier’s raking!  Now, if Manny can rub off on Loney and Martin, look out!

What scares me about the Dodgers is that, despite their very nice run of late, they’re only tied with the D’Backs, and we know that the D’Backs won’t run into too many prolonged losing streaks (not with Webb and Haren on the mound).

Until next time!

The French Surrender Again, A Positive CS Experience (For a Change!), And Why the Dodgers Really Need Some Rolaids (Relief…Get It?)

It’s hot.

Quick-hitters:

- Is it just me, or do Reduced Fat Oreo cookies taste disgusting compared to the original variety?

Methinks it’s time to do a double-blind experiment.  Any volunteers?

(My experiment will be BYOOs, by the way.)

- It’s that time of the year…FANTASY FOOTBALL TIME!!!

(W00t!)

If anyone is interested in joining the Bargain$hare Fantasy Football league, please let me know.  We have only 2/12 spots filled as of tonight.

- Current rebate-o-meter:  $1,070.

I can’t wait for the 2009 software to come around.

- So I know I said that I didn’t have much interest in the Olympic Games this year, but I couldn’t help but watch the Men’s 4×100 Freestyle Relay, just to see if the Americans could beat the favorites:  the French team.  What really got me interested in the event was the comments of French swimmer, Alain Bernard:  “The Americans? We’re going to smash them.”

Nice try, Alain.  I think he meant to say that new American hero Jason Lezak was going to smash the French with a world-record 50m split time of 46.06 seconds.  Seriously, though, how the hell did Bernard lose what looked like a half body length lead over Lezak with only the final 50m to go?

I hope Michael Phelps plans on sending the guy a fruit basket or something.

(Note:  Despite the blog title, I am not taking credit away from Lezak and the Americans; they won the race.  The French did not choke the race away.  It’s just fun to see the word “French” followed by the word “surrender” :P)

It was a damn shame, though, that I already knew the results of the race prior to air time.  Thanks, Yahoo! Sports and ESPN.com.

- I will interrupt the sports talk to give credit to Staples for a positive customer service experience.

(A POSITIVE customer service experience?  On THIS blog?)

On Sunday, I acquired a Staples coupon that, I later found out, was already redeemed.  I figured that I could place the order that night, find another Staples coupon to use (which I did on Monday), and then call Staples and see if they would manually add the coupon to my order.

Earlier tonight, I called Staples, and after spending about 30 seconds navigating through Staples’ IVR (Interactive Voice Response), I got a live operator.  I quickly explained that I needed to add a coupon code to my order.  The rep asked me for my order number, followed by the coupon code, and a couple seconds later, she explained that I would be seeing a refund of ~ $27 on my VISA in the next couple of days.

Total time of call:  ~1:45.  Nice.

- Finally, I gotta talk about my Dodgers, specifically the two come-from-ahead losses to the Giants.

(clears throat)

WTF?  WTF???  W T F??????

Two ninth-inning, one-run leads…POOF!  Worse yet, two freaking losses to the SAN FRANCISCO GIANTS???  Two losses that should have given us a half-game lead in the West, instead of the 1.5 game deficit we currently face?

And the losses themselves didn’t really hurt.  It was the manner in which we lost both games!  Leadoff hits, booted balls, poor defensive decisions, you name it!  It was almost as if the 2008 Dodgers were trying to replicate their failures of last year.

(EDIT:  Oh my.  Bases loaded, four run lead, ninth inning, and Chase Utley is up.  Gulp…if Broxton can’t close this one, I might have a heart attack.)

(EDIT #2:  Of course…Utley blooped a single into left.  8-6 now, and Ryan Howard is up.  Yikes.)

(EDIT #3:  Whew.  Grounder to the shift in super-shallow right.)

Hurry back, Takashi Saito!

Ding, Dong, The Witch (of Green Bay) is Dead, uWink, And Eddie Izzard’s “Stripped” at the Kodak Theatre

No quick-hitters tonight.

My jaw is still hurting from Stripped.

- Today was a great day.  One day after clamoring for a Diva Favre trade to the New York Jets, it actually happened!!!

I feel like a kid in a candy store…on Christmas Day.  In fact, I was so happy when I heard this news that I declared myself a Patriots’ fan for two days:  Sunday, September 14, and Thursday, November 13.

(Soon after I typed that, I started hyperventilating.  I may need to re-think that idea.)

Let me rephrase:  on those two days, I will be cheering heavily AGAINST the Jets.

(That’s better.)

I’m not even going to waste my time analyzing the events of today; I’ll just let my new favorite sports writer express his feelings, and I’ll agree with him 100%.

- We took off for the Kodak Theatre at around 5:45PM, and got there at around 6:15PM.  We decided to have dinner at uWink, frankly because it was the only restaurant nearby that 1) wasn’t Quiznos, and 2) didn’t have a line extending out of it.

(Fun facts:  apparently this uWink opened back in May of 2008.  In addition, the founder of uWink also founded Atari and Chuck E. Cheese:

Following the success of the first location in Woodland Hills, Nolan Bushnell, former CEO and founder of both Atari and Chuck E. Cheese…)

The concept of the restaurant is pretty cool:  the menus are digitalized, using a touch-screen terminal at each table.  You enter each diner’s name, enter the order for each person, and then you simply “send” the entire order to the kitchen.  Most food items are completely customizable (examples:  types of bread, doneness, types of cheese, etc., for your burgers), and you could even order drink refills from the touch-screen.  The terminals also offer various games to pass the time.

(Apparently, these terminals run MacOS.  How do I know?  Our console crashed, and when it was rebooted, I immediately recognized the MacOS screen :P).

Food was pretty good—we all had cheeseburgers, mine with Bleu Cheese and bacon, Nancy with sweet potato fries—but the service was S L O W, and therefore, our food came pretty cold.  We sat down around 6:50PM, and didn’t get our food until nearly 7:20PM, not giving us much time to eat.  It’s a good thing that the Kodak Theatre was literally next door.  At least my drink refill came pretty quickly.

- I won’t go into too much detail about Stripped, but let me summarize the night with this tidbit:  both myself and the guy sitting two seats to my right were crying during the performance…TEN MINUTES IN.

(Too bad he started nearly 20 minutes late, which in Los Angeles time, means he started ten minutes early.)

Izzard started off with a bang, hitting on two easy targets:  Los Angeles itself (remember Dress to Kill, where he made fun of San Francisco?) and George W. Bush.  I was kinda shocked, actually, when he not once, but three times (by my count) insisted that we all vote for Barack Obama.

As usual, religion, language, and animals dominated the show.  In almost George Carlin-esque fashion, he questioned the 6,000 year old Earth theory, opined about Noah’s Ark (poor squirrel!), and ribbed the Ten Commandments (”Thou shall cover thy neighbor’s ox???”).  Language—even animal communication!—also occupied a good part of the routine, and in typical Eddie Izzard fashion, he veered way off-topic several times.

Of course, what Eddie Izzard stand-up routine would be complete without his constant gyrating about, coupled with his facial expressions?  Too bad I was way up in the nosebleeds, so I couldn’t get a good look at his face.  I could imagine how dumb he looked at times, though :P.

My two favorite moments:

1) The image of a soldier being impaled by a Hoplite, then pulling himself forward on the spear, pushing himself back and again pulling himself forward right before dying, will forever be burned into my retinas.

The sadistic “ha-HA” after each pull will not be soon forgotten either.

2) Izzard’s demonstration of how man went from a four-legged creature to a two-legged creature was just stupid funny.  While he got winded after that act, the crowd got winded from all the laughing.  I couldn’t see right for the next two minutes, as I had to wipe tears off my face.

Oh yeah, and as I correctly predicted, he tossed in a reference to his FX show, The Riches, which got a loud ovation from the crowd.

Damn bloke!

A Brutal RiteAid/CVS/Costco Trip, And Now How Bad Does Diva Favre Look?

Quick-hitters:

- 92/101F today, and fortunately, only 27% humidity.  A few days ago, it was only 95F with about 45% humidity.

If it ever hits 100F with 45% humidity, you won’t see any new blogs on this site for a while :P

- The Olympics opening ceremonies start in two days!

Yawn.

- Tomorrow, I will be attending Eddie Izzard’s new show, Stripped, at the Kodak Theatre!

One might say that I’m so excited, I cannot hide it.

Since his first stage appearance on London’s West End in 1993 in the one-man show “Live at the Ambassadors”, there’s been a succession of sell-out and critically acclaimed International tours including “Glorious” in 1997, “Dress to Kill” in 1998, “Circle” in 2000 and the record breaking “Sexie” in 2003. Now Eddie’s “Stripped” and he’s coming to you.

I have five of his shows on DVD—everything from “Unrepeatable” to “Circle”—though I’ve only seen “Glorious,” “Dress to Kill,” and “Circle.”  I plan on doing a marathon session of Eddie Izzard tonight through tomorrow morning…sleep is overrated, right?

- Current rebate-o-meter:  $1,020 and still falling.

(Speaking of which, I have about $200 in rebates that must be filed in the next couple of days.  Oops!)

- Yesterday, we went errand-running at the usual hotspots.  The first stop was RiteAid, where, as expected, I missed out on all the good FA(SC)R deals.  I was only able to score some cheap body wash and bug spray for ~ $2 after coupons and rebates.  Meh.

Next stop:  CVS.  Unfortunately for me, I had run out of ECBs, so this entire trip was going to be paid for with…CASH!!!

(AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!)

My sister, on the other hand, at least had a single $2 ECB.

(Don’t ask me how we used up all our ECBs.  The story is too painful to retell.)

Needing to reload on ECBs, my sister and I each bought three FAECB items—Tums, Excedrin, and Extreme Energy shots—and she bought a couple packs of lip balm.

My total:  $18 (ouch!).  Her total:  $23 (WTF).  We both went into cardiac arrest after paying what we owed.

Finally, we stopped by Costco, where we were certain we were only going to buy a “few” things.  Clearly we were delirious at the time, probably from the CVS fiasco.  We got our usual fare—romaine lettuce, cucumbers, some snacks, and a rotisserie chicken for dinner—and we couldn’t resist another box of pluots, which were marked down to $5 for 15!  My sister also had to buy a bottle of wine for a get-together this weekend, and I couldn’t resist a tub of seafood salad (which I totally regret buying now; I didn’t expect it to be sweet!).  We also bought a bag of frozen breaded chicken tenderloins, which was priced at $12.99; I could’ve sworn that this stuff costs $15+.

Total bill:  $70 or so.  With the wine purchase, that bill was pretty reasonable.  Try convincing my sister of that, though :P.

- So I know I said I was done with the whole Diva Favre situation.  I know I said that the whole saga was probably coming to an end.

Double play.

Hey Diva, what happened to you wanting to come back to play for the Packers?

Favre seemed resigned to a future elsewhere, telling ESPN’s Chris Mortensen on Tuesday morning that the “best thing for this team is for us to part ways.” (source)

And you Favre myopians still insist on rooting for the guy?

“They told him, ‘We’ll trade you, but not within the division,’” Favre’s agent, James “Bus” Cook, told USA Today for Wednesday’s editions. “His first desire was to play here. Their first desire was for him not to play here.”

I believe the Diva’s first desire was to screw over the entire Packers’ organization.  Something tells me he had no intention on wanting to come back.

Favre told Mortensen he doesn’t have a problem with competing with Aaron Rodgers for the starting job, and can “truly understand” why McCarthy would make Rodgers the starter. But Favre also said a competition “probably isn’t going to work” and that “the problem is that there’s been a lot of damage done and I can’t forget it.”

What a bunch of baloney.  This guy has sh!t all over Aaron Rodgers, from the day Rodgers was drafted!  Does anyone recall the day Favre said that (to paraphrase) that he was not responsible for grooming Rodgers?  And why wouldn’t a competition work?  You’re the better quarterback!  Take the job away from Rodgers, and put the final nail in his Green Bay coffin!

And as far as “damage,” I’m sure the Diva thinks he’s done little wrong.

And now I just heard on my TV that Favre is not exactly keen on a trade to Tampa Bay.  WTF?  I’ve said this several times before, and I’ll say it again:  YOU ARE NOT THE GENERAL MANAGER!  YOU DO NOT GET TO DICTATE WHERE YOU ARE GOING TO BE TRADED!!!

Please, please, please, trade Favre to the Jets!  I would pay to see the New England Patriots pummel Favre into the ground twice a year.  Hell, I’ll turn into a Pats’ fan for those two games if a deal to the Jets happens!  I will cheer on the Pats’ D to score 4-5 Pick-Sixes (INT returns for TD), even if I’m playing in a fantasy league where my opponent has the Pats’ DST!

(Did I REALLY just say all that?  Do you see how much I cannot stand this story?)

Two parting thoughts:

“The football team’s moving forward,” McCarthy said. “The train has left the station, whatever analogy you want. He needs to jump on the train and let’s go. Or, if we can’t get past things that have happened, I have to keep the train moving.”

My sister responded to this with:  “McCarthy can conduct the train, as long as Favre is tied to the tracks.”  Yikes!

Finally, Yahoo! Sports’ columnist Michael Silver is now my new favorite columnist.  Finally, someone who isn’t in love with Favre, telling it exactly like it is!

A 168 Supermarket Freak Injury, Fresh Trout For Dinner, And Why The Diva Favre Saga Will Now Come to an End…For This Season, Anyway

I had no intention of blogging today, but something happened today that got my juices flowing.

One quick-hitter:

- Man-Ram’s line today:  4 for 5, HR, 2 R, 3 RBI, and a triple away from the cycle.

I’m just sayin’.

(Jason Bay’s doing incredibly well too, and I heard Andy LaRoche hit a HR today.  Talk about a great three-way deal!)

- I am NEVER, EVER AGAIN stepping foot in 168 Supermarket…EVER EVER AGAIN.

No, I did not get my ankle snapped by a shopping cart.  In fact, I wish that my ankle was what was injured!

While in the shopping cart autobahn that is the produce section of 168 Supermarket, I was standing in front of my cart, putting away a few bags of stuff that I had just picked up.  That’s when some idiot rammed his cart into my cart, ramming my cart into…well…you know where.

(That sound you hear is the sound of fellow UngsungBlog male readers—all none of you—keeling over.)

(Tangent:  You know how Jackie Chan and other martial arts protagonists always get caught in out-numbered fight scenes?  Why doesn’t the protagonist just kick one of the guys in the balls?  If he were to do so, the other guys would just keel over in sympathy pain as well, no?  Then again, maybe our protagonist would keel over too.)

Worse, the guilty party gave me the death stare as he passed by my bent-over self, as if I had done something wrong!  If ever there were a situation where punching someone right in the g*ddamn face should be legal, that would be it!

(As an aside…I actually had to admit that my mom was right about something today.  That might have hurt more than the physical injury I suffered!)

- My aunt and cousin went fishing this morning around Mt. Baldy, and they brought back some fresh trout!

I wanted to steam it with some slices of lemon and some fresh herbs, but we had neither, so I went with a bit of melted butter, kosher salt, and a bottle of “Italian seasoning.”  A few minutes in my mom’s Flavor Wave oven later, and dinner was served!

Believe it or not, this was the first time I’ve ever eaten freshly-caught fish.  At least, this was the first time I’ve knowingly eaten freshly-caught fish.  Good stuff, and at $10/fish, it wasn’t terribly expensive either.

- I had a really difficult time navigating through sports web sites today, because of all the pictures of a grinning Diva Favre all over the place!

Later on today, we got to see a beaming Diva Favre as he walked from his just-landed charter jet into an SUV waiting for him.  If the pictures of his face on those web sites were vomit-inducing, that shot of him walking towards the car could have been a biological weapon of mass destruction.

And who the hell were these people that greeted Favre off the runway?  You people reminded me of the numbskulls standing outside the court house when Wacko Jacko’s “Not Guilty” verdict was announced, screaming at the top of your lungs when it happened.  Are you myopians that blinded by his stature that you will let him jerk around with your emotions for THREE STRAIGHT YEARS?  What the hell are you guys going to do next year, if (when?) he performs Act IV of “As Brett Favre’s World Turns?”  Carry him on your shoulders from the airport to Lambeau Field?  Tattoo the number “4″ on to all your chests?

Speaking of divas, if I hear just ONE interview with Deanna Favre, asking her about her tribulations during this offseason with her husband, I might just stab my eyes and ears out.

(ETA:  Week 1 v. Minnesota…Michele Tafoya, get ready.)

Also, to make Aaron Rodgers’ life even more miserable, apparently the Packers are going to have an open competition for the Packers’ now-vacant QB job.

(clears throat…)

WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO “Aaron Rodgers is our quarterback??????????????”

Seriously, Packers, please release the guy.  Either that, or give him a gun to shoot himself in the face with.  Let’s face it; despite all of the pageantry and drama surrounding Diva Favre, he is clearly the better quarterback, and Rodgers has almost no chance of beating out Favre for the starting QB job!  Did Aaron Rodgers sleep with the wife of a high-ranking Packers’ official?

Check out this gem:

“Although we built this year around the assumption that Brett meant what he said about retiring, Brett is coming back,” team president and CEO Mark Murphy said. “We will welcome him back and turn this situation to our advantage.”

Are you kidding me?  You had to ASSUME that Brett meant it when he said he was retiring?  The tears, the hesitations…all that was just an act, wasn’t it, Diva Favre?

Please, Green Bay brass, trade Aaron Rodgers for a fifth- or sixth- round pick.  Otherwise, you guys are guilty of first-degree murder…of a career that never had a chance to take off.

Any time you can make T.O. look like a model citizen, you know you’re screwing up somewhere.  Diva Favre, you’re making Adam “PacMan” Jones look pretty good right about now.  Last year, I couldn’t watch SportsCenter because of all the butt-kissing of the New England Patriots.  This year, I won’t be able to watch because of all the coverage the Favre is going to get.

Congratulations, Brett Favre.  You have now surpassed Tom Brady as the most obnoxious player that I hated first out of professional jealousy, and then later hated because for being an idiot.

And I mean this last part with absolute sincerity:

Brett Favre, F**K YOU.  Stay the f**k off my television next year!  I will NOT watch a single game you play in next season, even if the final game you play happens to be the Super Bowl.  Please, I beg of you to throw three back-breaking picks late in a game, and then throw your teammates and the entire Packers organization under the bus.  THAT, I would tune in to.

(He’s already getting the double-middle-finger salute from my sister, and she used to be a HUGE Brett Favre fan.  And trust me, she’s cursing him out 10x worse than I am.)