Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Happy Halloween!!!

Since Michael Jackson's Thriller is no longer embedable this is what you get:




If you want to see the original you can go here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AtyJbIOZjS8

Monday, October 29, 2007

Full Concert on YouTube

Now, all of the songs from my senior recital are online and available for viewing on YouTube. Also the full length version of "Breathe Again," including bass solo, is available on Google Video. YouTube has a ten minute limit and the full version of that song is over twelve.
Check it out here:
http://www.youtube.com/user/officerockstar


Don't forget to vote.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

Poll your heart out.... once.

We have initiated a poll. On the right side you will see a music player widget and above that a question. That question is for you to answer and cast your vote.

You could help decide the fate of the music player. Will it autoplay upon pageload, or will it be up to you to go over and push play? That is the question. Let us know what you think.

(for the curious: Jeremy votes No, Rachel votes Yes)

Friday, October 26, 2007

No YOUUUUUK?

You can tell I am a serious Red Sox fan when I hear someone say "No YOUUUUUK?" and I am concerned. The Red Sox are putting Ortiz on first, Youkilis is benched. Big Papi (Ortiz) is big but that bum knee? I am not so sure...

Fear and loathing in Red Sox Nation - Steve Almond
By Steve Almond October 25, 2007


A MERE week ago, the mood of Red Sox Nation was not funereal so much as hysterical. All you had to do was tune in to any one of the three sports talk radio stations in town for evidence.
The faithful were furious with everyone: manager Terry Francona, general manager Theo Epstein, and especially high-priced right fielder J.D. Drew. If you didn't know better, you would have thought the team already had lost the American League Championship Series to the Cleveland Indians - in a laugher.

Then (as we all know) a crazy thing happened: the Sox, down three games to one, won the next three in a row, all handily. Drew went on a tear, bopping a grand slam to seal Game 6, and finished with a gaudy .360 average against Cleveland pitching. Suddenly, all those guys who had been yelling for his head on a spike were talking about how to score tickets for the Series.
There were no apologies issued. Because being a Red Sox fan means never having to say you're sorry. It means second-guessing every move the team makes, whining after every loss (and most wins), and generally reveling in the misery of defeat.

It's in the nature of fans to complain, of course. And certainly the Sox have caught some terrible breaks over the years, chief among them having to play second fiddle to the arrogant New York Yankees. But none of that quite justifies the Nation's perpetual grievance complex.
I ask you: Is there another fan base in America that could create a cottage industry out of "Yankees Suck" T-shirts? Or one that routinely boos its own players? Or picks fights with opposing relief pitchers? Is there another nation of fans who pity themselves so enthusiastically, even as their team wields the second-highest payroll in baseball?

Soxchotics (as I think of them) are certainly passionate and knowledgeable. No argument there. But they also take the game way too seriously.

I realize that not winning a World Series for 86 years can inflame even the calmest soul. But the team did win a championship, just three years ago.

That historic triumph has done nothing to change the tenor of local fandom. Soxchotics still bellow and moan about Manny Ramírez's laissez-faire defense and Daisuke Matsuzaka's overpriced "gyroball" and virtually any other aspect of the team that doesn't meet their exacting standards.

I know this for a fact because most of my friends are Soxchotics. Like Arthur, who records every game he can't watch live and gets furious if someone mistakenly reveals the score. Or Peter, who insists on wearing his Curt Schilling jersey for every big game. Or Leslie and Michelle, who flew to Florida to scout the team in the spring.
I adore these folks. But I wouldn't much want to watch a crucial Sox matchup with them. Because the game inevitably becomes a Station of the Cross, a ritual in which the central experience is suffering, not diversion.

Indeed, there are moments when it seems clear that Sox fans are actually happiest when pursuing their own despair. I'm sure they would never admit it, but after so long as exalted losers the thought of winning a second Series in four seasons must be unbearable to them.
Let me be the first, then, to offer my prediction for the 2007 Series: the Sox will win in six games or fewer. And the Soxchotics will still find plenty to complain about.

Steve Almond is the author of "Not That You Asked."

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

I Made a Pie All By Myself With Some Help

Perhaps I shall make one for Christmas!

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Dealin' Death 24/7

Today we went on the 19th Annual "Halloween Witch Ride", a fundraiser for Muscular Dystrophy. About 2500+ Bikers and their Riders rode from the HD dealership in Everett, MA to Salem, MA. It was quite the experience. Lots of hogs, people decked out in Halloween gear, and LOUD. Point A to B was lead by a police motorcycle brigade with no other traffic and thousands of motorcycles. The streets, at times, were lined with people watching the spectacle. We had a blast. Here are some pictures. Hopefully they will let you in on the mass of this event.

As for the blog title "Dealin' Death 24/7" we saw this verbage on a t-shirt and find it endlessly amusing. If he is good, Jer might be finding this T-Shirt under the Christmas Tree.

Heading off

A Stop and Shop parking lot filled with hogs




nice custom painted skull

some characters

old man mask, with helmet and sunglasses on top.

Dad and Jer
Dad and Rachel

Zorro?
Man riding with skeleton (wings not projected at this time)
another street filled with waiting bikes.
viking traffic monitor
biker babes in ther natural habitat


some of our spectators
Dad, the easy rider


Sunday, October 14, 2007

When Can We Put on the Heat?

Seriously, when can we put on the heat? Does it make me a wimp that I want to put it on now? Is there are rule about the date, or temp when it is ok to put the heat on...or is is just till you break down, can't take the cold any longer and go for that switch? My general rule of thumb is if michelle can do it (my cousin who lives downstairs) we can do it. Any ideas on how you make the decision for that first flip of the switch?

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Baseball Owns Us

I can't wait until November when I will have my life back. Recently, days are consumed by sitting in front of the TV watching the Red Sox as they bring us joy and pain (these days more joy, but you don't want to jinx it). Jeremy has become a Red Sox fan, probably more than me, the native Bostonian.

Here is a pic of Manny Ramirez getting big love after a 3 run home run last week.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Chop Chop

In other news, Rachel got a hair cut.
She is ALSO stoked that it is vest season.
She loves vests.
She also enjoys talking about herself in the 3rd person.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

New York Trip

We are well behind in our blog updates but better late than never, right? We went to New York City with A-Rob in order to take in the movie "Charlie" by filmmaker Salvatore Interlandi.

I went to college with Sal, and know he is capable of great things. I could not miss the opportunity to see his full length feature film be screened. As expected "Charlie" was amazing.

CHARLIE





"Charlie" got some killer reviews from New York's newspapers





While we were in New York we cruised the imfamous "Shoe Row" and each of us got a pair of new shoes and I dragged the kids to my old haunts for lunch and dinner. Yaffa Cafe (carrot salad dressing deliciousness) and San Loco (tacos to go-go).


Sunday we went to the Bronx Zoo. One of my favorite places. I had been itching to go for months...Here are some pics.













Monday, October 08, 2007

Apple Picking!

I almost wish that the title of this post was a clever way of saying that Rachel and I went shopping for a new Apple computer, but alas it is not. Rachel still isn't sold on the superiority of Apples and my laptop is still working fine, even though it is five years old. My plan is to buy a new computer for grad school, assuming I get in, but Rachel isn't really sold on this item of business either.

That aside, we went picking for actual edible apples. This was out route 2 somewhere near Concord, Mass. It was a lot of fun. The funny part is, there were five of us in the car driving up to go apple picking and three of us don't really like apples. The apples turned out to be quite good and I had more apples in the following three days than I had had in my entire life.











Monday, October 01, 2007

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