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Dodgers v Phillies Game One Quick Thoughts, And The Office Season 5 Episode 2 (”Business Ethics”) Running Synopsis

- I knew we were in a bit of trouble watching Derek Lowe struggle through that fifth inning.

As soon as I saw Chase Utley deposit a Lowe pitch into right field, I knew we were in big trouble.

(Damn you, Rafael Furcal!)

I muttered to myself, “Take him out NOW, Torre!” knowing full well that that would have been an extremely rash decision to do so.

However, what if Torre had come with the hook right then and there?

(For the record, I picked the Phillies to win this series in six games. I don’t see how the Dodgers’ staff is going to slow down the Phillies’ offense over a seven-game series).

I enjoyed doing the “running synopsis” of last week’s Office episode so much that I think I will do that for the rest of the season. Let’s go!

- Bad, Bad Jim, for not telling the rest of the office about your engagement!

(thinks about it for a second…)

(thinks about it for thirty seconds…)

Smart move, Jim! Seriously, why the heck would he want to tell anyone about their engagement? Why, so Michael can throw them a stupid party? So Dwight could say something wholly inappropriate? So Andy could ask Jim if they could do a double-wedding?

(thinks about it some more…)

Dammit Jim! Well, at least the writers decided not to have Jim and Pam hold off their engagement announcement for too long.

- LOL! Nice reactions from the office!

  • “I thought you were already engaged!”
  • “That was Roy. She was engaged to Roy.”
  • “I have a gift for Pam and Roy. Do I have to get another one?”
  • “A little close to my engagement there, Tuna. What’s your game here?” Thank you, Andy!
  • “She’s not a virgin you know.” Rainn Wilson owes me a new computer monitor.
  • And how many times did Michael get to “rehearse” that tackle on Jim? Bob Sanders should be proud.

- Holly: “Pencils down!” Oh, flashbacks of standardized tests! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

- Oh dear…Olivia Newton John’s “Physical”??? “Let’s get ETHICAL, ETHICAL!!!!”

Too bad we couldn’t clearly hear the grunting that occurs during the “Let me hear your body talk!” line.

(If you have no idea what I’m talking about, just think about the song might be about…)

I must admit…I’m really enjoying Holly’s character.

- Michael: “Why are you helping her? You’re not even dating.” Thank you Michael, for waiting only two minutes to say something entirely inappropriate.

“She’s my friend, and ultimately my strategy is to…merge this into a relationship, without her even knowing.”

- Holly: “…there’s been some misconduct at corporate.” Well, I’m glad it only took Dunder-Mifflin a few months to begin resolving THAT.

- “…and that employee has been fired.”

Kevin: “Oh, come on! He’s right there! He was hired! Oooh…check it out! HIRE-D guy!” LOL.

(Please, please, please, do not let Kevin think up of a new nickname for Ryan every week!

(while Ryan is fixing a flat) “Hey, TIRE-D guy!”

(while Ryan downs his eighth cup of coffee) “Hey, WIRE-D” guy!”

Ok, I’ll stop.

- Phyllis: “I thought ‘Very Strongly Agree’ sounded stronger than ‘Totally Agree.’” On what planet???

- Holly: “In fact, spending a half hour at the water cooler during work hours is a form of stealing.” I agree with Kelly. What??? Time theft? Shouldn’t Michael have already been executed for time theft by now???

(Did Kelly just make a good, sensible point regarding smokers and their breaks??? What the heck is going on with this show?)

- I can’t remember the last time Angela glanced at the camera!

- Seriously? Nobody in the office wants to speak up about any ethical questions they might have had to deal with? NOBODY?

- Michael: “When I discovered YouTube, I didn’t work for five days. I did NOTHING.”

(Raise your hand if you did NOT do that. If you’re hand isn’t raised, you’re a damn liar :P)

Seriously, nobody is going to take the bait (that anyone can say anything with complete immunity), right?

(Oscar, NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!)

- Michael (to Dwight): “You are a thief of joy!” Agreed.

- Meredith: “Have you guys ever met Bruce Meyers, the Scranton rep for Hammermill? Well, for the past six years I’ve been sleeping with him in exchange for discounts on our supplies…and Outback Steakhouse gift certificates.” Yes, Jim, “Jackpot!”

- Yeah, Holly, I’d look like that too if I had to work with Michael Scott.

- Meredith: “Nah, I wouldn’t have done it if it wasn’t for the discount paper. There’s not a lot of fruit in those looms.” Gag.

- I’d feel good about myself too, if I got free steak coupons. Then again, I might not, if I had to earn them like that.

(Um, never mind.)

- Jim (stopwatch in hand): “Yawn: four seconds.” “Personal conversation: seventeen seconds.” I want Jim’s job!

- Michael: “Would you care to bang it out over lunch?”

I predict that, in six weeks, Holly will respond to such a statement with a quick and decisive “That’s what HE said!”

- Idiot! Don’t throw the food away!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

- “Business romantic?” Stupid Michael…you should have taken her to a “High class casual” restaurant or something.

- Is it just me, or is Michael making up way more words in this season than in seasons past?

- It took me a while to realize how incredibly funny the scene with Jim, Andy, and Dwight really was. I didn’t catch on even when Jim mentioned Klingons and Wookies!

That one scene might have saved the entire episode. So far, watching this episode has been quite a chore…so much so that I completely missed the mention of Klingons and Wookies the first time around.

Dumbledorf Calrizzien? A ring back to Mordor??? LOL!!!!! No, Andy, that doesn’t sound right indeed.

- Michael: I just don’t want my employees thinking that their jobs depend on performance. I mean, what sort of place is that to call home? And Meredith needs this job. This is her main source of money.”

…………

- Meredith + Chastity Belt = #*$@()$@!*$!!!!!!!

STOP, PLEASE!

(And I did not need to see Dwight peeing into a soda bottle. Did he even clean it before…never mind.)

- Yeah, it must be exhausting to do nothing but watch Dwight work all day.

- That’s TWICE now that Michael has thrown away food for NO GOOD REASON! YOU BASTARD!!!

- Jim: “Nineteen minutes and forty-eight seconds. What were we doing for nineteen minutes and forty-eight seconds?” You mean, not counting the time it took to walk up and down the stairs?

Dwight: “None of your business.”

Jim: “So I guess I can assume that was…PERSONAL?” OH SNAP!!!

Yes, I caught that one immediately.

- Ok, now I absolutely love Holly’s character. The tension in the break room was awesome. I just hope, somewhere down the line, there isn’t a scene where Michael and Holly start ripping off each other’s clothes.

(LET’S GET PHYSICAL!!!

Ugh.)

- GRAY AREA????? WHAT IN THE HELL???

WHAT IN THE HELL??????

Wow, I guess Michael Scott really knows how to run this company.

- Phyllis: “I don’t care what she’s doing, I hope she just keeps doing it.” Oh my.

Full review to come later, but as a preview, let’s just say that I’ll be as optimistic about this episode as I possibly can.

eBay Spam, Crystal Light Addiction, And Fun Installing A Sirius Satellite Radio Antenna

Quick-hitters:

- 99 degrees (102 RealFeel) yesterday; 103 (108) today.

It’s only June! Help me!

It’s so freaking hot that I have to turn on the A/C…at 8pm!

(More on the heat later.)

EDIT: We just had our first lights-flickering moment of the season! Rolling blackouts, here we come!

- The Dodgers are on a three-game winning streak! W00t!

Oh wait…they swept Cincinnati. Never mind.

(Now I hear that Rafael Furcal won’t be back until the All-Star Break. Sigh.)

- So after a several-month long absence from eBay (8.25% final value fees + 3% PayPal fees!!!!!), I posted a few things for sale that I couldn’t move on Amazon.com.

Two days after listing the auctions, nine eBay-related messages showed up in my inbox. Of the nine, two were legitimate questions about my auctions, four asked for shipping costs to a foreign country (obviously, these bidders missed the boldfaced part of my auction description that says that I will not ship to international bidders), and three were emails that looked something like this:

Subject: [eBay user] thought you might like this item on eBay

Body: We’re a big shipping company in China [blah blah blah] We specialize in wholesale electronics [blah blah blah] cell phones, laptops, computers, LCD TVs, plasmas, etc.

[blah blah blah] [contact info] We hope to conduct business with you.

One week later, and I got a total of nine or ten of these stupid emails. Never mind the number of phishing emails from fake sites like signin-ebay.com, e.g.

(Tangent: Every time I log on to my eBay account, I see an ad for a discount offer on an eBay symposium. Yeah, like I am going to pay to hear eBay explain why they need to raise their fees even more.)

- So I think my family is officially addicted to Crystal Light. Armed with a $15/39 coupon (SUMBEV39), I ordered the following flavors of Crystal Light for my sisters:

If the temperatures around here stay in the low-100s, these Crystal Light packets probably won’t last more than a month.

- At about 7PM last night, my sister asked me to assist her in installing her Sirius satellite radio antenna in her car. When we started the install process, we noticed something immediately: it was freaking hot!

(Her car thermostat reported 84 degrees, although I don’t think it was that warm. It was still really warm, especially for 7PM, though.)

So the installation of the antenna involved attaching above the rear windshield—the antenna itself is magnetic, and there’s a small piece that is adhesive-backed, which further helps to secure the antenna to the car, as well as protecting the antenna cable from kinks. The antenna wire is then to be fed under the rubber molding that surrounds the rear windshield, followed by threading through the trunk, into the back seat, along the floor, and eventually to the radio itself. Sounds easy, right?

We had three different plastic putty knives (the instructions suggested that we use a putty knife), and a small pocket blade (and by that, I’m talking about those “blades” on a Swiss Army knife), and had nothing but trouble threading the cable underneath the rubber molding. That’s when my sister got this great idea to use index cards to push up the rubber molding, allowing us to push the cable underneath the molding.

The idea was brilliant, although I think I punctured the antenna anywhere from one to a hundred times when I used the putty knife to force the antenna underneath the molding. Once that was complete, we fed the wire through the trunk, down the back seat, along the floor of the passenger side of the car, and that’s when we ran into another snag.

There was enough wire to connect the radio only if we kept the radio near the cup holder. There went any ideas of sticking the radio on the dash! However, my sister loved the idea of leaving the radio near the cup holder!

(Whatever floats her boat, I suppose.)

Overall, installation of the antenna was relatively painless. I just fear that someone is going to rip off the antenna. And if you think I’m crazy, recall that I live in a complex where our “Welcome” mat was stolen…right in front of our front door.

Next time, I’ll mention what else happened with my sister and Sirius customer “support.” Until next time!

Rafael Furcal = NL MVP Frontrunner, What Were the Vegas Odds On “Boston over Atlanta in 7″, And Further Proof That Karmic Powers Exist (And That My Sister Has Them)

Argh! I thought I just had a headache, but I guess I am full-blown sick! Sore throat, runny nose…good thing I still have two bags of cough drops from CVS (free after ECBs, naturally).

- It’s time…for some Dodgers love.

(I swear I’m not a bandwagon-er, even though it may appear that way because this is the first real Dodgers blog entry I’ve made this year.)

Rafael Furcal has to be the early favorite for NL MVP, right? No, I’m not saying this as a homer. I’m not saying this after watching Furcal tattoo a three-run, game-breaking HR against Colorado. And I’m not saying this as a fan of the guy himself. I’m saying this based on his stats YTD:

(as of 5/1/08) .370/.457/.580. 28 R, 44 H, 12 2B, 2 3B, 3 HR, 11 RBI, 18 BB. Second in NL in AVG, fourth in steals (7), top ten in OPS (1.036), and first in runs. Never mind all the SportsCenter-caliber plays he makes at shortstop. Is it no coincidence that his play is a key reason for the Dodgers’ six game winning streak?

Reports say that Furcal is open to offers for a contract extension mid-season. Can you blame the Dodgers for trying to re-sign him? Think he’ll take a three-year extension worth $48 million? Yeah, I know…$16 million for a SS who will be 34 at the end of the contract? I could think of bigger wastes of money.

(Tangent: I actually took a few minutes to decide which player I would associate with the word “wastes” above. It should really only have taken a few seconds; Schmidt has been injured, while Jones couldn’t get a hit if he were swinging a tennis racket.)

(Tangent #2: Did I just Ung-hex the Dodgers? It’s now Dodgers 7, Rockies 6. Whoops!)

- Raise your hand if you had the Atlanta-Boston series going more than five games.

If your hand is raised, you’re a Hawks fan (do those exist?), a damn liar, stoned out of your mind, or you own a time machine, went to the future, and saw Atlanta winning Game Six at home on May 2, 2008.

(Tangent: Why is it that, during the “NBA Cares” mini-commercials that air during the playoffs, do we hardly see the superstar players participating? ESPN just aired one such commercial, and Kyle Korver (!!!) was the guest. Was Deron Williams busy that night? Was Carlos Boozer having dinner with family that day?

I kid, of course. What the NBA has done for New Orleans is, in a word, remarkable.)

As I was watching the fourth quarter of the Celtics-Hawks game, one thought came to mind: “THIS team won only 35 games in the regular season?” People slammed the Hawks for taking Al Horford over Mike Conley, Jr., but Horford’s been real strong in this series. Naturally, I gotta ask: What if the Hawks had drafted Chris Paul? And why did I continue to see Ray Allen on Joe Johnson? Is Doc trying to get himself run out of town?

(Off-topic: Andruw Jones just doubled??? The world is going to end! His batting average probably just increased ten points with that one hit.)

Do the Hawks have a chance in hell of upsetting Boston in Game Seven? Why not? Do I think they’ll win? Of course not.

By the way, T-Mac is having a hell of a first half against Utah—10-16, 28/7/3—and I’d love to see Houston force a Game Seven against Utah. It’s gonna be hard to do so, though, sans Rafer Alston. Had he been healthy for the whole series, would this game be an elimination game for Utah? Also, LeBron went LeBron, manned up, and ousted Washington with a triple-double. I dare the Boston-Atlanta winner to start trashing LeBron.

(OT: It appears that the Ung-hex has been averted, thanks to a bases-clearing double by Matt Kemp. Whew.)

More playoff thoughts next time, but until then, let me wrap up with this:

- So as you loyal UngsungBlog readers—all none of you—know, my sister has karmic powers. Evidently, either I have yet to learn to stop picking on her, or I like letting karma kick me in the ass.

Well, as we were preparing to head back to MPK last Friday, my sister remarked that she was expecting a phone call from someone, but her phone wasn’t not in her possession. Standing right in front of our sofa, I asked where her phone was, and she explained that she had left it in her car.

I jokingly exclaimed that leaving her phone in her car was “foolish,” and immediately turned around to get something. That’s when I discovered that my sister had left my poker chip set besides the sofa, hidden under a blanket which hung over the sofa.

How did I know the poker chip set was there? Well, one nano-mill-second after I insulted my sister and turned around, my right foot Vanderjerked the hidden poker chip set.

(Vanderjerk, v., to kick something hard, either accidentally or not at all straight, named after former Indianapolis Colts idiot kicker Mike Vanderjagt: My nephew spilled his juice all over our carpet, so I disciplined him by Vanderjerking him in the butt.)

I screamed out in pain, bent over, and was immediately half-crying and half-laughing; crying because it hurt like a mother, and laughing because what happened was so ridiculous. My sister got a good laugh for about five minutes, and I thought it was a bit funny for a few seconds. Too bad my foot hurt for a good day or two.

Will I learn my lesson? Maybe when the Clippers win an NBA title.

One last parting thought: what the hell happened in the third quarter? I guess the Lakers better prepare for a Game One on Sunday.