30 June 2010 2 Comments

Must Be A Contract Year

Jose Guillen is hitting .281 and belted his 14th home run (putting him on pace to break his season best record of 27 from 2004) on a pristine baseball evening as the Royals managed to cling to a one run victory against the White Sox. He’s been a (surprisingly) solid contributor this year. Trade rumors have been surfacing of late, but when you hear the talk, the names associated have been David DeJesus and Zack Greinke. Now you can add Jose Guillen’s name to that list. I couldn’t be happier that he’s pumping up his numbers in the final year of his three-year $36M deal – honest. Officially, I don’t know if the Royals are shopping him around, but I certainly am. I want him out of here, especially after some of the comments he made to Fox Sports Kansas City:

“This organization when I came here, it was not what I thought it was going to be,” he said. “The atmosphere. I was expecting a lot of fire and winning attitude. And it wasn’t any of that. None of that.

“I tried to say some things and do some things to change the atmosphere and then people went ‘Oh, here goes Jose Guillen again.’ But, hey, I don’t like to babysit guys. You try to tell young guys some things, they get their feelings hurt. That’s Little League stuff.”

The Royals’ biggest sin as a team?

“Fundamentally, this is one of the worst teams in all of baseball. This is true,” Guillen said.

“I’ve been here for three years. I know everything that’s going on . We’re one of the worst teams fundamentally. Why do we get 14 or 15 hits and we score one or two runs. How does that happen? Lack of concentration. Lack of being smart.

“Players think it’s all about hitting home runs. Drive in runs. That’s what will get them paid instead of moving the runner or getting the guy to second. I just don’t see that respect for the game, moving the runners.

“The team I really admire is the Minnesota Twins. They do that so well. I love when we play them because that’s what I want our guys to see. They (the Twins) are the smartest team in all of baseball. Them and the Angels. They do all the little things so well.”

Feel free to read the rest of the article here.

His frustration is understandable and I know many fans who have been frustrated for years – sometimes frustrated to the point of apathy. However, Jose has been more a part of the problem than the solution. How do you legitimately complain about fundamentals and then not hustle to catch a fly ball that the second baseman is clearly not going to be able reach, but you could? This is what opened the door for the five-run eighth inning Greinke surrendered. In the ninth inning, however, he busted his ass catching a fly ball – literally, he smashed into the wall and held onto the ball. Ahhhh inconsistency, Guillen is thy name.

With the Pirates when I was coming up, the veteran players told you things. You can ask Jason Kendall. You did everything the veterans said you did. These guys, you tell them to be outside on time or we need to do this together, they say “Nah, I do my own thing.’ Sometimes you want to just punch them but you can’t do that because they’re you teammates.

I wonder if he holds himself to the same standards and, if so, would he punch himself in the face the next time he doesn’t do something fundamentally sound. I am looking for a connection within the organization to get me footage of that should it happen. Until then, someone get me Minnesota’s GM on the line… have I got a deal for them!

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29 June 2010 2 Comments

Caught By The River

Continuing the theme – The Doves’ Caught by The River

Sometimes I wish I could put my finger on precisely what it is about a song that just triggers something inside me. For instance, this song isn’t particularly anything at all – it’s not fast, slow, rockin’, funky, soulful, etc – it just is. Perhaps it’s the simple fact that it conjures memories for me even though I honestly have no recollection of hearing it before a few months ago. The memory is of a conversation about my desire to go to an open field with a blanket and some snacks – fruits & vegetables, cheese, and a bottle of wine – and simply recline with a significant other and spend the afternoon cloudbusting. What is cloudbusting besides a song by Kate Bush? I think the best way to describe it would be: the act of watching clouds form and break into various shapes and defining what those shapes are – kind of like a Rorschach test in the sky.

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24 June 2010 Comments Off

Blood Bank

Continuing the theme – Bon Iver’s Blood Bank

For Emma, Forever Ago has made its way into a regular rotation lately and now I just need to pick up Blood Bank. Many of these songs haunt me.

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24 June 2010 Comments Off

Car Crash

Thanks to some friends, relatives, and new co-workers I’ve been enjoying a great deal of new music lately – to the tune (no pun intended) of fifty or so new albums. If you haven’t given a listen to artists like Bon Iver, Blitzen Trapper, The Doves, Matt Nathanson, and so many others that I have barely had a chance to check out (but will inform you about when time permits), let me know and I’ll somehow get you introduced. I know I’m late to the game on some of these – *sigh* – as usual.

On a side note: Why is it when you feel like you’re finally starting to get your shit back together, something happens to throw a giant wrench in the whole thing? This seems to be the lather, rinse, repeat of the past four months and it’s wearing thin.

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17 June 2010 2 Comments

Take Me… But Please, Go Further… Go Deeper…

Take me… in with your eyes… undress me in the usual ways if you must… but please, go further… peel back the skin, go deeper… see beyond what society can hope to aspire…

Take me… in with your ears… hear the language of everyday if you must… but please , go further… understand the subtext that begs for understanding, go deeper… listen to more than your ill-conceived notions…

Take me… in with your nose… smell the sweat of the daily if you must… but please, go further… bloodhound the basis, go further, smell the fire that burns…

Take me… in with your mouth… taste the weight of me if you must… but please, go further… unbridle your tongue to share your excitement, go deeper… spill your suspicions, unleash your unknowns…

Take me… in with your hands… soak the sensation of stroking skin if you must… but please, go further… satiate the call of the cellular, go deeper… shuck the shell, purvey the primal…

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12 June 2010 1 Comment

I Shouldn’t Laugh

Thursday afternoon we were standing in the midst of the graveyard after the ceremony for my grandma Rose and Uncle Bo. Some of you may recall the family’s ongoing issue with my grandpa’s Alzheimer’s. Apparently, he was out of his comfort zone yesterday and was voicing his unease to my dad. My dad has had to deal with this behavior a lot in the past and knows that the best thing to do in that situation is to engage him in some activity that he remembers. So he said, “Dad, do you want me to take you to our house or home?” With complete resignation he replied, “No, I just want to go to the cemetery.” My dad looked around and said, “We’re here.”

I feel awful for laughing, but I just couldn’t help it.

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11 June 2010 Comments Off

Muted

Yes, I’m still alive. My apologies for the gap in posts and overall online absence. As I stated in a recent text, “I’ve just been dealing with a lot of shit lately.” The cause? “Life, death, love, anger, the pursuit of happiness… or the lack thereof” One of the donors to the dead air is simply a fried power supply on the server. Thank you, Sean, for getting that back up and operational with no apparent lingering effects.

So many things have been swirling around the cerebellum and I don’t want to delve into them and drag you fine folks through the mental mire. A very generic update will have to suffice for now. I arrived in Illinois late Wednesday night and will be here until Sunday when I will head back home with my brother in tow as it were. My schedule at the moment is pretty scattered as I hang out with the family and friends of the family – the regular cavalcade of characters now extending to my Aunt Paula, cousin Stacy, cousin Wosie (Rosie’s new nickname thanks to little Breanna), and a seemingly endless revolving door of others that I either a) haven’t seen in ages or b) have never met.

As much as I’m enjoying being around my family, tonight I will be missing my first Tantrum show and that really saddens me. Why? Tonight’s monologist is local filmmaker and musician Tony Ladesich. The opportunities for musical games and scenes will be the greater than we’ve had since our TBA shows and it’s something I’ve wanted to add to a Tantrum show for quite some time. Please go see the show and support the group even though you won’t be able to see yours truly? Thanks, I owe you one.

Other than that, there will be some more flash fiction forthcoming. So, that’s something to look forward to or avoid as you feel.

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25 May 2010 5 Comments

Chuck Me

Thanks to mom and dad’s vacation plans earlier this year, I was introduced to the world of Chuck. They had been talking about the show for several months and I pretty much discounted it without a second thought – don’t ask why because I couldn’t really explain satisfactorily. When they visited before heading off to Tahoe, they left the first season on DVD for me to check out since they would be gone for a week. I figured with all the insomnia happening at the time it might help put me to sleep. Wow, I was both wrong and hooked as the show sucker punched me on multiple levels. I watched the entire first season three times before they returned from vacation. Since then I have purchased the second season and I have watched it in its entirety multiple times.

I think what appeals to me has been the sharp writing, Chuck’s hero’s journey, and a soundtrack that captures the nostalgia of the oldies/retro and some of the best new music I’ve heard in years. While I’ve heard of some of the bands that have appeared on Chuck, I can’t honestly say that I’m all that familiar with many songs in their repertoire… until now. I’ve asked friends to help me out with finding some of these bands and I am eagerly looking forward to listening to these new finds. Until then, I wanted to get a head start on checking out these new artists/songs – hence the YouTube playlists. So far I’ve only created playlists for as much of the first two seasons as I could find without duplicating anything. I’m curious what bands some of the rest of you might be surprised to find you enjoy. Feel free to detail if you like.

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24 May 2010 7 Comments

Blog Share

The following post was written by an anonymous participant in the Blog Share group. What is Blog Share? Essentially, each participant creates a post which is then distributed and posted anonymously throughout the group. That means that my post will not appear below, but will appear on another’s site. A big thank you goes out to Abby of Bright Yellow World for organizing this event. Without further ado…

Last time I participated in a blog share, I wrote a fun, campy, happy blog entry that I loved, that I would have been happy to put up on my blog, but didn’t really take advantage of the “anonymous” part that comes from a blog share. I don’t tend to write about the way I feel as I’m worried people will read it and feelings will get hurt. Or maybe I’m worried about exposing my true anxieties and concerns. I’ve never really been much of a journal writer, and I guess that translates onto my blog as well.

So today…readers…we are going to talk about self esteem. Whats funny, is when I originally thought about writing this post…it was going to be about someone else’s lack of self esteem and how it was affecting my daily life, but a) she might read a blog share and figure out I was talking about her, and b) I had some issues with it as well the other day, so I figured I’d just make this post about me.

I’m surrounded by friends. My life as I know it currently is a constant stream of Evites, parties to go to, bars to meet up at, most of which I opt out of. There is only so much “going out” that I can handle. I’m getting older, domesticated and enjoy the quiet time more now…but thats besides the point. The point of that is I know a lot of people. When it came time to write out my invite list to my wedding…I had to whittle down. I think I failed. I picked and chose friends from different groups, over-invited (but that’s another story for another day), and am still not sure I invited the people who are good friends.

When I was in highschool, I was on the outskirts of two groups of friends. Sure, if I invited myself somewhere those groups were, they were always glad to have me, but I never felt like anyone went out of the way to invite me. I sort of feel the same way now. I know girls who are 5-6 girls tight. Like best friends, no questions asked. I have some good friends from college, and we are a “group”, but we are also spread out all over the country. Currently, in my state of friends, I’m worried if people will even show up to my bachelorette party. Am I someone that these people I invited to my wedding WANT to celebrate with? Or am I just a girl that they enjoy hanging out with in a big group? I think a lot of my issues stem from my over inviting to my wedding…and stressing about money and budget, but lately I’ve been having all these thoughts that go along with what a true friend is..and who are true friends to me.

Will I talk to these people when I leave town? If I move away from this city, will people keep in touch with me and if I come back will I want to see them? Or are they just going to be a picture in my photo album that I look at and say, “Oh ya…I remember her.” Facebook has ruined a lot of things for me. I’m not sure who my true friends are anymore…or if they just continue to talk to me because its easy via the internet. Would I pick up the phone and talk to these people?

Would they talk to me? I know I’m not the number one choice for people. I’ve accepted that. I guess my main issue is that I am still that girl on the outside of many groups looking in…and I need to hope that the people coming to my wedding and parties are there to celebrate me..and not just there for the open bar (that we aren’t having).

I know that a lot of these feelings are silly..but they are mine. I’ll be fine, I usually am. If you have stuck around this long…I thank you for listening to me ramble. These are feelings I feel every day…but couldn’t put on “paper” till now.

This is how I wish I felt all the time…maybe I need to do some mirror exercises.

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Please peruse the rest of the Blog Share participants’ sites (below) and check out the remaining posts.

A Little Coffee With My Cream and Sugar
And You Know What Else
Another Bloody Mary
Bright Yellow World
Cake or Death
Dispatches from the Failed Mommies Club
Heidikins
Hot Chicks Dig Smart Men
Kirida
Malfeasance
My 33 People
Nothing Is Easier Than Self-Deceit
Postcards from Inania
Rediscovering Me
Snow Covered Hills
Tales of a tree-hugging 2L
The Gay White North
The Little Goat
The Opposite of Classy

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23 May 2010 9 Comments

Employed, Finally

last day of being a bum. are you PUMPED!?!!!?

– text received today from Joel Weaver (friend who lost his job two months to the day after I did)

Everybody please say it with me – this economy sucks! Having said that, I should inform you that after just over ten and one-half months, I am finally rejoining the workforce. Tomorrow will be my first day at the new job as a Web Marketing Manager. It’s a very small company compared to where I’ve worked over the past decade or so and I’m not quite sure what kind of implications that will hold. I guess we’ll see. I’m hoping that once I get my feet under me I can help them streamline some of their processes to make life a little easier.

The strangest thing about going back to work is that I think my house is somehow aware of this fact. Over the past couple days the AC has gone out and the spring that runs along the track of my garage door snapped. I never realized how heavy the garage door was until I had to try to lift it yesterday just to ensure I could get my car out. Various other things are breaking around the house, but at least I’ll have some money coming in now to fix these things. Hey, do you see that cloud up there? Look, it has a silver lining.

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